My name is Asher Sanchez, I am six feet with a long black hair and blue eyes,with a chiseled chin and well maintained abs, I am a bit on the lanky side actually , I am The alpha of the lycans ,most wolves don't believe we exist anymore because we don't show ourselves unless when necessary, the lycans maintain order in the warewolf world and I maintain order with the lycans, lycans are second breed of warewolves , they are humanoid wolves and have greater speed, agility, regenerative ability, than normal wolves and we are able to perform half shifts unlike other warewolves.
The world is developing quickly therefore we have to also adjust , we are at the top of the economic market,to make things easier especially cleaning up of unatural sighting from the human folks ..we have lived close to a thousand years but I still haven't found my mate, I just want "mine". I can't remember who my parents were but ,my life was basically hell, I had to lay low while watching my back for threats from relatives to the family buisness, my uncle jasper has tried his best to support but he was killed,I worked hard to make the Sanchez name a feared name both in the underworld and buisness like.. now nothing interests me anymore I am numb, power? , Money?, Affluence? I feel nothing... Maybe finding my mate will bring a little spark back to my life . I travel with my bodyguard and friend Ethan around the world, to find her somewhere, I don't believe she is dead I know she isn't. I met Ethan when I was ten I saved his ass when assassins where after him and I found him unconscious by my doorstep and decided to take him in,we because friends ever since. The underworld is deadly and you can't trust anyone , anyone at all!!.we reach an old town where there are more wolves than humans but everything seems okay as we pass by ,The fuck is that " Ethan asked as the car halts to a stopI look outside and see a girl unconscious and holding her heart in , pain with dry tears on her face and my heart clenches I have the urge to go up to her and wipe those tears off her face and pull her close to meI restrain myself and said to Ethan"Bring her in" Immediately she is in the car a scent hits me and my wolf growls "mine"!!! Finally I have found you little princess..He takes her to the hospital and I control myself not to go in there and make her mine. I just watch from across the hallway, I clench my fists as she is ogling Ethan He feels my angry stare and coughs"Why are you staring at me "he asked She rolled her pretty blue eyes and said "where am I""Who are you" her voice is everything I look down and guess I already have a situation,dammit just from the sound of her voice , I walk back to the car to get a smoke ,then Ethan comes out a few minutes later and says she refuses to be dropped at home. That's my girl , I chuckle probably doesn't want to enter strangers car, but then I suddenly realize she rejected my own offer... I feel upset and said"Follow her "I ordered,nothing will stop me from finding her ,I can't loose her again. We follow at a distance when I am sure she's in safe I return home to my office Ethan!!! "I need everything on her absolutely everything" I ordered , he laughed out loud "Why you have a crush ' ? Ethan tauntsShe's my mate" I wishperEthan turns seriou"Oh shit " All lycans know how long I have been searching for my mate and even tried various futile seduction and orgy parties, but I declined ,I can't say I am keeping myself for my mate or maybe I just want to satisfy my curiosity about herTwo munites later, Ethan Walks in with a documentI dismiss him and start to read it It says her name is Naya.. Naya I love it.. she is from the,( ........ Pack) , she was adopted and had been to seven different foster homes and returned due to tragic incidents happening at their homes, she was later stayed at the orphanage till when she was sixteen then was later kicked out and.found unconscious by the doorstep of her adoptive parentsI flip to the next page, to read about her adoptive parents and find nothing just that her dad was a lycan and her mum was a fae princess who was married to him for political reasons, I sigh and bring out my lighter to catch a smoke I look outside my office window and can't help wondering ,I wonder why she was unconscious that way, can I bring her into my world after everything she has been through?I chuckle, but at the same time I can't let her go .. I head to bed and try to sleep , I toss around for a few minutes till I can't take it anymore , I grab my keys and head towards her neighborhood I look up and see her room light still on I check my time and it's two am in the morning , isn't she supposed to be a student? I turn curious I climb up to her window and see her on her laptop ... Hacking???? Wow guess she isn't so fragile as I thought wonder how many surprises you have for me little one, I smile.as I head back .. I will see you tomorrow princess The next morning I head to the school where I found her unconcious and head to the principal's officeMr Sanchez!! " He greets with suprise and fear"If we knew you were coming.we would have made preparation and...""Not necessary " I interrupted him I am here for one student "Mr Sanchez I don't know what this student has done but please if anything should happen I would face sanctions and um um.. but I will definitely give you the student of course " he stammers "I just need Naya Janvi " I replied"Of... Cour...se she is one of the t..op stu..dents and.."he stammers ."Just send for her "as I sit on the principal's seat He scurries away with his back soaked in sweat . Few moments later , a girl walks in with hoodie and sweatpants and her hazel hair in a messy bun she looks up and is shocked but covers immediately and says."Hello" I smile as i look at her and says " hello little mate" "It has to be a mistake ,I already found my mate and he rejected me "she whispers I clench my fist and ask as I tried to suppress my anger "did he touch you" I ask? She looks up in suprise but still answers "no" "Good then nothing wrong in claiming you as mine then" I said as I walk up to her She stammers"but... What if I don't want to be your mate, you can't just go around claiming people" she looks up trying to act brave. I chuckle "little one,I don't go around claiming people I go around the world just to claim you, besides I wasn't asking if you want to be mine .. "I hold her chin up and look into her blue eyes and whisper in her ears"you are already mine" . She shivers and steps back and asked“who are you" "Asher Sanchez I replied but ,you can call me anything you want little one"She slightly gasps and wispers"Alpha of the lycans?, But how? I thought they don't exist " she looks up and says "I don't know what is going on but you can't be my mate ,I don't even have a wolf yet this has to be some kind of misunderstanding "I chuckle and step closer till our hairs touch and immediately and tingling sensation spreads on my skin" Does this feel like a mistake princess?" "I won't be subjected to just settling and accepting anyone the moon goddess says is my mate, the first one was already a mess you have to prove you are worth it " she replied angrily , That's my girl fiesty I love it..,I smiled and said" I have nothing to prove darling, I will make you mine whatever it takes,I will be back I have an important business to take,then I won't leave without you "I take her phone and add my number, then call my phone smirk and walk out, I check my phone and see Ethan's message trouble at capital I hurry back to the capital with Naya on my mind ,I will be back for you my Tesoro.."Naya Janvi!! Can you come to the principal's office?" I look up and see the principal himself come to call me I sigh and hear mummuring from behind, I turn and see my ex mate, kissing his girlfriend in class but the principal turns a blind eye to it as he is the beta's son, I feel a slight pain as they make out cause I didn't accept his rejection, but it's nothing, as I walk to the principal's office I turn to see the principal shivering as we were walking, I want to ask what is going on ,but a strong small of lavender and cinnamon hit me in front of the office door , could I have another mate? ,Did fate decide to play games of second chances with me? ,I enter the office and stare at the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, how can anyone be that handsome I try to hide my shock as I look up to see him smiling at me "Hello " I say " Hello little mate" he said "This has to be a mistake "I say out loud Damnit his voice is Soo sexy , why didn't I feel that way with Dylan when h
As I stumbled backward, my eyes widened in horror as I realized I was trapped. My thoughts were a jumbled mess of panic and confusion. "What does he mean, my mate?" I thought to myself. "Asher was my mate, right? There's no way...the Moon Goddess wouldn't make such a mistake. Three mates? No, this has to be some cruel joke." The stranger's piercing silver eyes locked onto mine, and I felt my breath catch. His chiseled features and wild white hair made him look like a marble statue come to life. "My name is Arlo," he said, his voice low and smooth. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he smiled. "I'm sorry, Arlo," I said, trying to sound firm. "But you must be mistaken. I already have a mate." Arlo chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Darling, you have no idea what you're getting yourself into." My gaze locked onto the stranger before me, and I felt my breath catch. He was...breathtaking. His chiseled features seemed to be carved from marble, his skin a radiant, ethere
I pulled back from the hug, feeling emotions swirling inside me. Mia's words were comforting, but I knew that I was way over my head."Thanks, Mia," I said, forcing a smile. "I just need to get my head together, you know?"Mia nodded, her eyes understanding. "Yeah, I do. But if you need to talk, I'm here, okay?"I nodded, feeling a lump form in my throat. I knew Mia was a true friend, and I was grateful for her.As we stood there, I couldn't help but think about my situation. My adoptive dad had kicked me out, and I had no place to go. I was in my last year of high school, and I couldn't just drop everything and move in with Mia.Panic started to set in as I thought about my options. I could try to find a temporary place to stay, but that would mean explaining my situation to strangers. Or I could try to make amends with my adopted dad, but that seemed impossible.I sighed, feeling overwhelmed. Why did everything have to be so complicated?Mia seemed to sense my distress and pulled me
As I struggled against the kidnappers, a mysterious voice echoed through the air. "Ah, there you are, runaway mate," it said. My head spun to the side, searching for the speaker. When our eyes met, I was taken aback. "What are you doing here?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. The stranger shrugged, his expression nonchalant.One of the kidnappers snarled, "Hey, don't ignore us!" He lunged forward, gun in hand. But before he could take another step, he snapped his fingers. The kidnappers collapsed to the ground, defeated. My eyes widened in shock."What are you?" I asked, taking a step back from him. He chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm a fairy, little one," he said. "And you're my fated mate." My mind reeled as I tried to process his words. Fairies didn't exist, did they? Yet, here I was, face to face with one. And he seemed to think I was his mate.I tried to understand the situation, but it felt exhausting. "This has to be some kind of misunderstanding," I
I tried to brush it off, but Amelia's gaze pierced through me as if she saw the truth hidden beneath my words. "You're not just passing through," she said softly, her voice laced with empathy. "You're running from something. Or someone."Her words hit too close to home, and emotions washed over me. How did she know? I searched her face for answers, but she dodged my questioning look. Instead, she offered me a gentle smile and helped me to my feet.As my stomach growled loudly, she handed me a chocolate bar. "Leave, kid. It's the weekend," she said, her tone light. I knew what she meant – the school would be bustling with students attending study groups. I took the chocolate and followed her to her shop, my feet moving quickly as I almost tripped.I couldn't believe this was my life. I helped Amelia, the old woman, with her shop, and all I could think about was how surreal it felt. I was too young to be dealing with the weight of my secrets, let alone owning property from the money I'd
I'm Arlo, the third-generation Fay prince, and I've got everything handed to me on a silver platter. Or so it seems. From the outside, the Fay world looks like a dream – lush forests, sparkling waterfalls, and creatures that shimmer with magic. But, let's be real, it's all a bit much sometimes.As a Fay prince, I've got a debt to pay. A debt of power, of prestige, of expectation. My family's legacy weighs heavily on me, and I'm not exactly the bravest guy. I'm more of a "lay back and let others handle it" kind of prince.The Fay world is a complex web of alliances, rivalries, and ancient magic. There's the Seelie Court, where my family resides, and the Unseelie Court, where the darker Fae dwell. And then there are the wild Fae, the ones who don't play by the rules.I've got a front-row seat to the drama, the politics, and the backstabbing. But, honestly, I'd rather not deal with it all. I'd rather indulge in my love of chocolate and hot women, and let others handle the intricacies of
, but her gaze flicked to Arlo, and her expression changed. She batted her eyelashes and smiled sweetly. "Who's this handsome stranger?" she asked, her voice turned sugary sweet.Arlo's smile grew wider as he turned to face Daphne. "I'm Arlo," he said, his voice dripping with charm. "And you are...?"Daphne's eyes sparkled with interest, and she launched into a flirtatious conversation with Arlo, completely forgetting about her initial intent to bully me. I watched in amazement as she transformed from a mean girl to a smitten one, her eyes locked onto Arlo's face.As they chatted, I couldn't help but notice the way Arlo seemed to be enjoying the attention, his gaze flicking between Daphne and me with a knowing glint in his eye. He knew exactly the effect he was having on Daphne, and he was playing it to his advantage."So, Arlo, what brings you to this lovely establishment?" Daphne asked, her voice coy.Arlo chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm just enjoying the view," he
Why does he smell so nice The air outside was cooler than I expected. The kind that kisses bare skin and makes it feel more alive than it should. The trees above rustled like they knew something I didn’t, and the sky was draped in that soft, bruised color between sunset and night.And then there was him.Asher.Standing too close like he always did, not in an obvious way—never that. He had this quiet confidence like he knew I’d feel it. Like his presence was enough to tangle my breath. It was.I didn’t want to look at him. I did it anyway.His eyes locked on mine like he’d been waiting. And suddenly, I wasn’t sure what we were talking about anymore. I wasn’t sure if we’d even said anything.He moved just a little closer. Subtle. A breath. But I felt it like lightning across my skin.“Cold?” he asked, voice low.I nodded because my throat was tight. I was cold, but not in the way he meant.He reached out, slow and certain, and took my wrist. Just that. Just fingers curling around the
“I don’t know who I’m choosing yet,” I said, my voice flat but firm. “But if this keeps being a pissing contest, I’m walking away from both of you.”The words were sharper than I expected. They cut through the forest air like a blade, slicing the tension that had been building for what felt like hours. Silence fell immediately. Thick. Uncomfortable. Heavy with all the things we weren’t saying.Neither of them moved and that I was grateful for.Not Asher, with his arms crossed and jaw clenched like every second he had to share space with Arlo made his blood boil. And not Arlo, who looked like he was biting his tongue hard enough to draw blood, his chest rising and falling with barely contained emotion.The wind stirred again, whispering through the tall trees, brushing against my skin like cold fingers. It carried something unspoken with it. Something old. Something that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.And in that stillness, a single truth buried itself deep in my chest
She didn’t reject me,” Arlo said, eyes flicking to her. “Not yet.”His voice had dropped. Less rage, more pain.She stepped out from behind me then. Just enough to be seen.“Arlo, I didn’t know you were near,” she said softly. “I wasn’t hiding anything.”That burned.Even if it wasn’t aimed at me.I kept my face still, but inside I was gripping something sharp and jagged.“So you were gonna tell him eventually?” I asked, my voice lower now. “After what we just did?”She looked at me, and it hurt. She looked torn.“I didn’t expect to feel it that fast,” she said. “With you.”I didn’t say anything.Because I didn’t need to.Arlo stepped forward as if he still had some say. “If the bond hasn’t settled, she has the right to choose.”I turned toward him, full.“Say that again,” I said, stepping closer.He hesitated.“She’s not your property,” he said, straightening himself. “You don’t get to make that decision for her.”“Funny,” I muttered. “You screamed like you thought you did.”We locke
She was standing there like she didn’t know what she did to me. Like she wasn’t the only thing I saw in a world full of noise.The air was sharp and cold. But her—she was warm. Even from a few feet away, I could feel it. Like heat coming off a fire I wasn’t allowed to touch.Not yet.I stepped closer. Not fast. Not obvious. Just enough.Her breath hitched. I caught it.She always looked at me like she was mad she couldn’t ignore me. Like her body betrayed her before her brain could stop it.That was the fun part.“You cold?” I asked, voice low, rougher than I meant.She nodded. Maybe. I don’t know if she even heard me.I reached for her wrist. My fingers wrapped around it, warm against her skin, and she didn’t pull back. Her pulse jumped under my touch. Quick. Nervous. Wanting.I stepped in, slow.I liked watching her react. The way her chest rose. The way she swallowed hard like her body already knew where this was going.I moved my hand to her waist and felt her shiver.“Tell me to
Why does he smell so nice The air outside was cooler than I expected. The kind that kisses bare skin and makes it feel more alive than it should. The trees above rustled like they knew something I didn’t, and the sky was draped in that soft, bruised color between sunset and night.And then there was him.Asher.Standing too close like he always did, not in an obvious way—never that. He had this quiet confidence like he knew I’d feel it. Like his presence was enough to tangle my breath. It was.I didn’t want to look at him. I did it anyway.His eyes locked on mine like he’d been waiting. And suddenly, I wasn’t sure what we were talking about anymore. I wasn’t sure if we’d even said anything.He moved just a little closer. Subtle. A breath. But I felt it like lightning across my skin.“Cold?” he asked, voice low.I nodded because my throat was tight. I was cold, but not in the way he meant.He reached out, slow and certain, and took my wrist. Just that. Just fingers curling around the
, but her gaze flicked to Arlo, and her expression changed. She batted her eyelashes and smiled sweetly. "Who's this handsome stranger?" she asked, her voice turned sugary sweet.Arlo's smile grew wider as he turned to face Daphne. "I'm Arlo," he said, his voice dripping with charm. "And you are...?"Daphne's eyes sparkled with interest, and she launched into a flirtatious conversation with Arlo, completely forgetting about her initial intent to bully me. I watched in amazement as she transformed from a mean girl to a smitten one, her eyes locked onto Arlo's face.As they chatted, I couldn't help but notice the way Arlo seemed to be enjoying the attention, his gaze flicking between Daphne and me with a knowing glint in his eye. He knew exactly the effect he was having on Daphne, and he was playing it to his advantage."So, Arlo, what brings you to this lovely establishment?" Daphne asked, her voice coy.Arlo chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm just enjoying the view," he
I'm Arlo, the third-generation Fay prince, and I've got everything handed to me on a silver platter. Or so it seems. From the outside, the Fay world looks like a dream – lush forests, sparkling waterfalls, and creatures that shimmer with magic. But, let's be real, it's all a bit much sometimes.As a Fay prince, I've got a debt to pay. A debt of power, of prestige, of expectation. My family's legacy weighs heavily on me, and I'm not exactly the bravest guy. I'm more of a "lay back and let others handle it" kind of prince.The Fay world is a complex web of alliances, rivalries, and ancient magic. There's the Seelie Court, where my family resides, and the Unseelie Court, where the darker Fae dwell. And then there are the wild Fae, the ones who don't play by the rules.I've got a front-row seat to the drama, the politics, and the backstabbing. But, honestly, I'd rather not deal with it all. I'd rather indulge in my love of chocolate and hot women, and let others handle the intricacies of
I tried to brush it off, but Amelia's gaze pierced through me as if she saw the truth hidden beneath my words. "You're not just passing through," she said softly, her voice laced with empathy. "You're running from something. Or someone."Her words hit too close to home, and emotions washed over me. How did she know? I searched her face for answers, but she dodged my questioning look. Instead, she offered me a gentle smile and helped me to my feet.As my stomach growled loudly, she handed me a chocolate bar. "Leave, kid. It's the weekend," she said, her tone light. I knew what she meant – the school would be bustling with students attending study groups. I took the chocolate and followed her to her shop, my feet moving quickly as I almost tripped.I couldn't believe this was my life. I helped Amelia, the old woman, with her shop, and all I could think about was how surreal it felt. I was too young to be dealing with the weight of my secrets, let alone owning property from the money I'd
As I struggled against the kidnappers, a mysterious voice echoed through the air. "Ah, there you are, runaway mate," it said. My head spun to the side, searching for the speaker. When our eyes met, I was taken aback. "What are you doing here?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. The stranger shrugged, his expression nonchalant.One of the kidnappers snarled, "Hey, don't ignore us!" He lunged forward, gun in hand. But before he could take another step, he snapped his fingers. The kidnappers collapsed to the ground, defeated. My eyes widened in shock."What are you?" I asked, taking a step back from him. He chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm a fairy, little one," he said. "And you're my fated mate." My mind reeled as I tried to process his words. Fairies didn't exist, did they? Yet, here I was, face to face with one. And he seemed to think I was his mate.I tried to understand the situation, but it felt exhausting. "This has to be some kind of misunderstanding," I
I pulled back from the hug, feeling emotions swirling inside me. Mia's words were comforting, but I knew that I was way over my head."Thanks, Mia," I said, forcing a smile. "I just need to get my head together, you know?"Mia nodded, her eyes understanding. "Yeah, I do. But if you need to talk, I'm here, okay?"I nodded, feeling a lump form in my throat. I knew Mia was a true friend, and I was grateful for her.As we stood there, I couldn't help but think about my situation. My adoptive dad had kicked me out, and I had no place to go. I was in my last year of high school, and I couldn't just drop everything and move in with Mia.Panic started to set in as I thought about my options. I could try to find a temporary place to stay, but that would mean explaining my situation to strangers. Or I could try to make amends with my adopted dad, but that seemed impossible.I sighed, feeling overwhelmed. Why did everything have to be so complicated?Mia seemed to sense my distress and pulled me