Her Lycan Mate

“Look at me when I talk to you, girl!” Freya screamed and I flinched as the knife in her hand came closer to my face. My stepmother, Freya, had never used a knife on me but she was just cruel enough to try and I was not about to take any chances.“Let her look at the ground, Mom” Selena scoffed, “Mateless bitches like Maya here shouldn't look us in the face.”Risking a strike from Freya, I shot Selena a menacing glare as my anger rose with my current helpless situation. She was the reason why I was in this mess.Freya raged on. “How long have you been stealing in this house?”“I didn’t steal any–“The resounding slap that landed on my cheek was expected but like every other one, it still hurt like a bitch.From the kitchen island, my stepsister cackled. That evil she-wolf was the one who had stolen the pearl necklace Freya was so fervently searching for. However, I could not dare tell Freya that her precious daughter was a lowlife who pawned off her pricey jewellery to buy drugs, she

“Engagement?” I directed the question at no one in particular.“Yes, engagement.” Lilly answered with glee.An incredulous laugh escaped my lips. “Engagement.”Kylan spoke up finally. “Look Maya—”I cut him off. “You asked for a day to sort things out and instead you got engaged? In twenty-four hours?”I felt sick. How did I always have the worst possible luck?“Maya this is what is best for the pack. As the Alpha, it is my responsibility to make our pack stronger.”My emotions were dangerously mixed and bubbling at the surface. Anger, disappointment, embarrassment and sadness all roared in my head and my voice shook as I desperately tried to understand what I was hearing.“We are werewolves.” I stated, “We have our fated mates for a reason. You can’t just pick any random bimbo and claim to be engaged like the humans do!” My voice rose with each word.“Who the fuck are you calling a bimbo, Maya?”I pressed on, ignoring the sly wolf that was trying to steal my mate. “’ What is best for

It had been three days since I had been kidnapped, three days since I had been made to stay in the Drakor pack house and three days since I had seen Chase. I wondered if I was the reason he had avoided the pack house since Monday. A small part of me hoped I was the reason but the larger more rational part knew there had to be a better reason.Nevertheless, I had been stuck in this same room I had woken up to on day one with its now familiar hole in the wall. I had come back here and not left it since the moment Ron threatened to kill me. The shock of that moment had worn off hours after his threat and was replaced with hurt and slight fear.Ron and Henry brought up meals for me to make sure I didn’t starve to death and each time they came, I found their sober expression insufferable. Henry no longer smiled and Ron would not meet my eyes. Clothes and a stack of novels were given to me but I wasn’t touched by their thoughtfulness and the noir thrillers were agonizingly dull.I tried to

When I woke up, Chase was long gone and the sheets were cold. A small smile played on my lips, however, when I inhaled the soothing hint of forest rain that lingered in my room. Without his scent, I could have easily convinced myself that it was all a dream. A very lovely yet confusing one.My stomach flipped at the thought of his reaction to waking up in the same bed with me. I hurriedly got dressed and went downstairs, hoping that I could corner him for answers before he disappeared again.Last night had brought about a strong desire the know who Chase was beneath all that coldness.As I approached the kitchen, bits of Ron and Chase’s conversation floated out, piquing my interest.“It could have been them.”“I can feel it in my gut, they w—" Chase’s words broke and in the quiet that ensued, I knew they had sensed my presence.Stepping into the kitchen, I offered them an awkward smile, “Hi!”Chase scowled but I didn’t blame him, my false enthusiasm sounded grating even to my ears.“W

How laughable. One got himself engaged while the other was already betrothed.“Miriam, what are you doing here?” Chase growled. His gaze returned to mine and did not stray as he addressed the so called Miriam.She bounced over to Chase and clutched his arm, leaning heavily into him with her annoyingly full chest.My eyes flicked from her hold to Chase’s face, silently begging him to shake her off. He did not.“I’m here to see you, silly.” She giggled, batting long lashes up at Chase.I blinked. Her existence felt like a thorn in my side.“And who is this?” She asked, scanning me from head to toes with barely concealed distaste.I scoffed and shook my head, disappointment in Chase. I did not know how to process the fact that he was actually betrothed and his silence brought me no ease.I needed to be as far away from him as possible. My eyes pricked and my cheeks burned but I would be damned if I gave them the satisfaction of a reaction.Sticking out my chin with as much dignity as I c