“Compared to you, I’m too heavy,” she says softly. I scoff, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her down onto my lap. Her breath hitches, and I lean in close, my lips grazing her ear. “I bench twice your weight at the gym,” I murmur, watching the shiver ripple through her body, her skin blooming with goosebumps under my touch. “Next time I tell you to sit, you’ll do it without hesitation. And you’ll sit exactly where I want—on my fking cck.” ** I’ve always been known as many things—the cursed Alpha Prince, Shadow Pelt High’s hockey captain, the playboy who can’t keep a girl. Life is simple, and easy… until her. Ginger Orbblood. One night—just one fing night, changes everything. She’s my best friend’s girlfriend, but she’s also my mate. Our mate. Born during an eclipse, Caspian and I are tied to her by the curse of the eclipse, but she can only have one of us. It is quite a relief because I am not good at sharing. I always get what I want, and I’ve never wanted anything like I want her. I sure as hell can’t let her go, so I do not care if it ruins anything or anyone. I’ll burn the whole damn world down if I have to—just to have her.
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“We have to keep going!” Mother’s voice pierces the night as we sprint through the fog-choked forest. The pale moonlight barely breaks through the mist swirling around the trees.
It’s been nearly thirty minutes of relentless running—running from someone who is supposed to love and protect us. My lungs burn, and my legs feel like buckling, but then I hear my father’s growl echo through the night. The sound sends a jolt of adrenaline racing through my veins, forcing my legs to move faster. Fear clouds my thoughts, and in my panic, I sidestep. Pain erupts in my foot as I fall into a trap, the metallic jaws snapping shut around my leg like a predator’s teeth.
“Mother!” I scream, but my voice barely gets through the dense fog. She is already far ahead. My father’s growl grows louder with the sound reverberating through the forest. My heart hammers as I claw desperately at the trap, my fingers coated with blood.
“M-Mo—” The word sticks in my throat as his glowing red eyes pierce through the fog. My breath hitches, freezing me in place. With a sickening snap, the trap opens, but my leg buckles beneath me. I collapse onto the damp ground, causing my father to chuckle as he closes in, bloodlust burning in his eyes.
“I told you, Ginger, you can’t run from Daddy. My precious little girl.”
I scramble backward, scraping my flesh on the cold ground, until I slam into a tree.
“I told you it wouldn’t happen again, but you called them on me. You separated us!” His voice grows guttural and monstrous. “If we can’t live as a family, then you all will die.” His laughter rings as he raises a paw, his claws glistening under the moonlight.
“Dad, no!” I scream, waiting for the strike with my eyes shut—
Forcefully, I jerk upright, drenched in sweat, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I gasp for air. It takes a moment to realize it’s a dream. I’m on my bed in the dim hotel room mother moved us to at the Shadow Pelt Pack for safety. I glance down at my trembling hands, trying to steady myself. The nightmare always ends the same, leaving me haunted by the events that tore my family apart.
My father had always been my hero until the night I walked in on him, pinning my mother against the wall, a broken vase in his hand as he choked her violently.
The terror of that moment resurfaces as I remember grabbing Daisy, my little sister, and locking us in my room upstairs. His frantic knocks and desperate pleas still echo in my ears.
“I didn’t mean it, Ginger! I’ll never do it again!” he cried. But all I could hear was the voice of a monster. It was only then I realized that my mother’s “allergies” were just excuses to cover the bruises.
That night, I called the Red Pack police. They came swiftly, dragging him away as his roars shook the house. Mother didn’t say a word to Daisy or me. Instead, she packed our belongings and sent us to Everbloom Sanctuary, a place meant to shield children from troubled families. But nothing could shield me from the guilt my father placed squarely on my shoulders.
I reach for the nightstand drawer, my fingers searching for the only tool that ground me—a razor blade. The sharp sting of the blade has become my way of numbing the emotional pain, even if just for a moment. I roll up my sleeves at once, ready to relieve myself. As I hold it in my trembling hand, my phone’s ringtone pierces through the silence.
Startled, I fumble, and the blade slips from my grasp, landing with a faint clink on the floor. I inhale sharply as I stare at the metallic blade, then glance at the small line I’ve made on my wrist. A tear falls from my eyes.
“Ginger?” Mother’s voice rings through the hall, her footsteps approaching, drawing me back to reality. I wipe my tears, hurriedly rolling down my sleeve and covering the blade with a blanket as I try to feign a smile to cover the cracks. She opens the door, smiling warmly as though everything is perfect.
“Your friend’s here,” she says, scanning the room. “And why does this place look like a vampire’s coven?” She flicks on the light, making me groan.
“Mom!” I protest, but she ignores me, turning to yell, “Come on in!”
Hana steps into the doorway before I can speak. She is the Alpha Princess of the Shadow Pelt Pack, and we met at the sanctuary. Her family was dealing with her father’s ailment, the then Alpha King of the Shadow Pelt Pack, who died weeks later.
“Now you girls have fun, but do not move anything, remember the moving company will be here any moment, and I cannot afford to pack twice,” Mother says, then leaves.
I had almost forgotten Mother had found ‘the perfect house in the pack,’ in her words.
“Dress up,” Hana says the moment Mother leaves.
“What?” I ask in confusion as I rub my aching wrist. She rolls her eyes. “The hockey team’s throwing a party, and Caspian will be there. You should check, he has probably called you.”
At the mention of Caspian, my heart flutters. He’s been my comfort at the sanctuary, and we’ve made out a couple of times. When he asked me out, I left him hanging because I wasn’t sure at the moment because of the circumstances surrounding my family. I scramble for my phone and see his missed call, along with a voicemail.
“Hey, babe, we’re having a party. If you’d like to come, I’ll pick you up.” His voice sends a wave of warmth through me, causing my face to heat up.
“Stop blushing and get dressed!” Hana teases, pulling open my wardrobe, which has my already packed luggage. I shouldn’t be out, because my mind is in a haze, but I need something to quiet the storm in me.
Minutes later, I’m dressed and heading out with Hana. My mother sits in the living room, sipping wine calmly.
“Have fun,” she says, “but don’t stay out too late because you start school tomorrow. I will text you the details of the new house and be home before nine!” I nod slightly before leaving.
She’s never been this calm about me leaving the house, but Hana, being the Alpha Princess, gives me immunity.
“Your mom is cool,” Hana says to me as we get into her car and she turns on the ignition. “I have all these stupid rules to follow as a princess, and worse, I have three brothers before me who have to die at least before I can dream of the throne.” For the first time all evening, a genuine smile creeps up my lips.
“Trust me, she wasn’t like this,” I say, and she shrugs, speeding off.
**
Hana and I arrive at the party quickly. The huge house buzzes with music, laughter, and the acrid scent of weed.
“They’re in the kitchen,” Hana says as soon as we walk into the crowded house. “I have to run, so enjoy yourself.” She vanishes before I can speak.
I take a deep breath, then make my way through the chaotic house with my mind spinning. Caspian will surely take my mind off the pain, like he always does, I say to myself, but nothing prepares me for what I see as I enter the kitchen.
There on the counter is a shirtless girl with Caspian’s face buried in her chest, and a crowd of students watching like it’s something casual. We’re not official, but he has declared his interest, and seeing him this way hurts me.
The air in my lungs leaves as soon as his eyes lock with mine as he pulls away. I turn on my heel, walking as fast as I can. I thought he was different. Well, he said he was, and I believed him, but what I have seen has proven otherwise, and I should leave.
“Ginger, wait!” he calls out, grabbing my hand as I reach the front door. His hands don’t make me feel safe at the moment, and all I can feel is coldness. I spin around and slap him before he can finish his excuse.
“It was a dare,” he stammers, but the damage is done…
GINGER:Hu leads me upstairs to a room in the house, shutting the door behind him as we walk in. He finds the light switch, turning it on. At first, it feels like déjà vu, but then it strikes me. This is the room we had sex in on the first night at the welcome party.“I guess every beginning deserves an ending,” I say to Hu, who raises a brow, unsure of what I am saying. “Doesn’t this room look familiar?” I question, and he opens his mouth to speak, but then he realizes.A smirk forms on my lips as I walk to the bed, sitting on it, running my hands over the sheets. The exact sheet we did it on—or maybe they just have a lot of sheets in the same colour and design. Hu walks towards me.“Are you sure you want to do this, or will you walk away from me again after…” I barely finish my words when his hand fists my throat, swallowing the words with a rough, messy, and desperate kiss.His
Ginger:“Look, Caspian and Hu have been having a conversation for over ten minutes,” Hana says, but I refuse to take my eyes off the Monopoly board as I think it is just a lie to get me to fail.“That is goal one of this party achieved,” Wendy says, taking her eyes off the board, and when I see Hana isn’t trying anything funny, it dawns on me they are every bit serious.My attention falls solely on the two of them as their eyes remain on both boys. Then I turn slightly to see them discussing happily. This lifts off a heavy burden from my chest, which I didn’t know had been there for a while. Probably for months.“That brings us to phase two of this party,” Hana says, and I look back at them to see both of them glaring at me with what appears to be a forced smile.My brows furrow slightly. “What?” I ask.Hana lets out a sigh at first.“I know you have said a million time
HU:Left to me, I will not be at Caspian’s party. I wanted something for just Ginger and me, but I know this means a lot to her. I do not know what it feels like to have two mates, and I hope I never have to find out. Well, I won’t because I am so sure I do not have two mates.It is already time for the party, so I drive across to Ginger’s house. There she stands, dressed casually in a miniskirt and crop top, which strikes a few nerves I try to suppress as she walks towards the car. I open the door for her from inside—a little too jealous of her choice of outfit.“Hey,” she says, leaning in to kiss my lips.“Hey,” I mutter as my eyes descend to her exposed lap before going back to her eyes, which are still in mine.“Why are you looking at me that way?” she
GINGER:Today is Hu’s graduation. It is supposed to be a happy day for him, but his face has been gloomy from the start. I understand his fear, but he makes it look like I will run off with some guy before he blinks an eye. We are at the graduation ground, which is full of family, friends, and students, all waiting for the ceremony to finish.We are sitting in a special spot which is reserved for the Alpha’s family. Luna Holly invited us to sit with them because of my tie with Hu. Hana and Wendy are seated beside me.“You know it’s been more than two months, but I still cannot believe you are Hu’s mate, and I have been sharing you with him ever since,” Hana voices, seeing I will not take my eyes off Hu. Her words barely register in my mind as Hu’s name blasts from the speaker for the athlete's achievement award.He stands up gracefully, making his way to the stage with his face in a frown. He looks good in his blu
GINGER:Hu’s words hit me hard as a feeling of embarrassment warms my face. Anyone with self-dignity should walk away from someone who has such vulgar things to say in a demanding tone, reducing you to nothing. But even I question my self-worth. I should at least be scared, but my body finds him hot, and I imagine what he just said.“Sit exactly where I want—on my fucking cock.” His words replay in my mind like they have been branded inside my skull.Honestly, I have been turned on the moment I saw him doing bench presses. The way his muscles flexed with each rep kept sending untold sensations to my belly. His hands slip from my waist as he pulls away, walking back to the bench. I don’t know how he still looks so calm when I feel like I’ve been shaken down to my bones.Hu lowers himself onto the bench and spreads his legs slightly, resting his arms on his thighs. Then his eyes lock on mine again.“Now,” he says, his voice softer but still layered with that dominance that coils heat in
GINGER:Horror drains out of my body as I watch Hu’s face harden. I bet he’s really disgusted to see me like this. I know we’ve had sex and all, but maybe he hasn’t noticed how bad my body looks until now. He’s probably regretting being with me.“What are you doing?” he asks, crossing his arms, his brows knitting together.“I…I…”“Tried to wrap your entire body in tape so it could make you look better?” he questions, scrunching his face. “Why would you even think about that?” His voice goes an octave higher. “Have I ever complained about your body, or done something to make you think—”“This isn’t about you, Hu.” I cut him off in a low voice. My eyes sting, and my fingers tremble at my sides.“Then who is it about? Do you have some other guy out there you’re working so hard to impress right now? Tell me!” His voice spikes again, and it startles me. I take a step back, then another, my back brushing the corner of the wall.He stops, sucking in a breath, stroking his temples. He’s getti
GINGER:Sometimes, I cannot believe Hu and I are together. A part of me still feels bad for Caspian, but he hasn’t done anything off the charts. Each time I check on him, he says he’s fine, and I can only take his words. His relationship with Hu isn’t necessarily damaged, but I cannot for sure call them best friends. Hu, too, seems fine, and it is like I am the only person worrying about it.“Good morning, love,” Hu rasps, tightening his grip on my waist, and I turn to face him.“Good morning,” I reply in a small voice, and he goes silent, staring up at the ceiling. He has been like this for a while now. Each time we have a sleepover, I wake up to him staring into thin air, and sometimes it makes me think there is something bothering him.Of course there is, but I fear it has something to do with us.“I know I have asked a million times, but what is bothering you?” He shifts on the bed, directing his gaze at me with a smile on his lips. “You need to tell me, because I cannot help but
HU:The second her towel crashes to the ground, every ounce of restraint I’ve been clinging to disintegrates as I take in her bare form. I have had her before, but it was in darkness, and now I can see her clearly. She is everything I had imagined and even better. Everything about her is perfect—from the curve of her hips, her smile, her perky tits, to her smooth skin. And what makes it even better? She is all mine.She presses further into me, her bare skin grazing my shirt, and I grab her like I’ve waited my whole damn life for this—because I have. My hands slide down her waist, gripping her thighs, lifting her as her legs wrap around me. I walk us into the shower, not even bothering to shut the glass door. The warm water pours down over us, but it’s nothing compared to the heat tearing through my body. Her back hits the tile, and I take her mouth with mine—hungry, deep, and rough
HU:It’s been two days. Two days of Ginger explaining everything to me, and yes, it makes sense, but somehow I still cannot believe it. The thought that she is mine. That should be enough to silence every storm in my chest, but it doesn’t.I find myself even more troubled than I was, and each moment we spend together, I keep looking at her like she’s made of glass, like if I blink too long, she’ll vanish. I wanted her more than anything.I fought for her in ways I’d never fought for anyone. And now that she’s here, I feel… off. Like I’m not enough, or even doing anything right. I know it has only been two days, but it feels like an eternity and I already fucked up. I haven’t even marked her yet, because I’m scared of what will happen when we become infinitely tied to one another.Hearing her say she loves me is new to me each time, but
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