Daemon’s Point of View Conversations were kept light tonight. Neither I nor Adriana engaged in conversation with the Alpha and his daughter. They were situated at the other end of the table deliberately, so I didn't have to contend with either of them. I was so untrusting, but I wasn't alone. Unfortunately, his daughter insisted on trying to bring me into the conversation. "What do you think, Alpha Daemon?" she cooed obsequiously me. "What do I think about what?" I queried unsmilingly, as I couldn't really be bothered with this. "What do you think are the reasons for the rogue attacks?" she asked. "That is not dinner time conversation," I replied with annoyance. "No need to be rude, son," Mitchell mind-linked me. I was quick with my reply, "I don't trust them. Something is not quite right, and you taught me to listen to my hunches, remember? You always said hunches were the world's way of telling you something important. Besides, she is flirting with me in front of my mate! No
Daemon’s Point of View Knocking on Delilah's door, we waited for her to invite us in. She greeted us with a warm smile, her eyes filled with wisdom. "Daemon, Adriana, what brings you here?" Looking in, I could see that Perry and the other two witches were indeed there. Adriana and I entered. I wasted no time and explained the strange occurrences during dinner, the disconnection with Theo, and the inability to communicate with Adriana or my wolf through our mind link. Delilah listened attentively, her expression thoughtful. "Hmm, it's indeed unusual. I've encountered situations like this before, although rare. It could be the work of a powerful supernatural force or an enchantment specifically targeting your connection. I can look into it further and see if there's any relevant information in our archives." "I think we should take a blood sample," said Perry. "Wolf's bane will do that as well. We want to rule out poisoning." I nodded, feeling a glimmer of hope, "Please do, Delilah
Daemon’s Point of View In the morning, as the guests gather for breakfast in the dining room, I see that Alpha Rikard and Melinda have joined us. They had a fully stocked kitchen in their cottage, so there wasn't any real need for them to be here, yet here they were. I intentionally excluded my parents from the invitation list. I didn't want either of them getting in the way of the investigation. This reminded me that I wanted to discuss with Perry and Delilah if there was any way to record their private conversations. Despite the prior conversation, Melinda continues to flirt with me in front of Adriana. I could feel Adriana becoming increasingly angry at this. "I wonder what on earth would possess a person to flirt with a mated wolf," expressing her frustration out loud enough for Melinda to hear, "particularly in front of their mate." I could see Melinda bristling at that comment, although it looked like Alpha Rikard had no problem with what Melinda was trying to do. Adriana c
Daemon’s Point of View "I, Daemon, Alpha of the Black Wolf Pack, reject you, Adriana, of the Silver Wolf Pack as my mate and Luna." Present Time "Please tell me that everything I remember is wrong!" I cried, tears rolling down my face. I didn't care that I was an Alpha because I was utterly horrified when the realisation hit me that I had rejected Adriana, my mate and Luna, the love of my life and the mother of my pups. The weight of my mistake and the consequences of my actions weighed heavily on my heart. How could I have done such a terrible thing to the person I cherished the most? The pain and regret flooded over me, and I longed to go to Adriana immediately to apologise and beg for her forgiveness The thought of the pain I had caused her was unbearable, and I desperately wished that I could turn back time and undo my rejection. The guilt consumed me as I grappled with the consequences of my impulsive decision. I could only hope that Adriana would find it in her heart to for
Adriana’s Point of View "I, Daemon, Alpha of the Black Wolf Pack, reject you, Adriana, of the Silver Wolf Pack as my mate and Luna." This past month has been the most agonising period of my life. From the moment Daemon, the Alpha of the Black Wolf Pack, uttered those crushing words, rejection has gnawed at my heart. The pain was beyond comprehension. A Month Ago On that night, I stood tall. I refused to let that fucking despicable bitch, Melinda, witness any further weakness in me. As Daemon's rejection resounded in the air, he collapsed into a comatose state, leaving Melinda to revel in her victory. She gloated, revelling in the fact that she would now become Luna and demanded that I leave the pack. However, I was determined to hold onto something amidst the devastation—I would take the pups with me. That much, at least, I could salvage from this heartbreaking situation. Strangely enough, instead of succumbing to overwhelming despair, Melinda's words fueled an unexpected anger wi
Adriana’s Point of View Listening to Melinda and Diana open up and reveal themselves for the disgusting traitors they were, the weight of the truth settled heavily upon me. The pain of Daemon's rejection still lingered, but it now mingled with a burning desire for justice. Determination surged within me, unyielding and fierce. I vowed to unravel every detail and ensure all guilty parties faced the consequences of their actions. "Imprison these two for treason!" commanded Perry, now the next highest Alpha under me. Leaving Melinda trembling in fear, I turned my back on the room, on the remnants of a shattered love. It was time to gather evidence of where Kree was and dismantle the intricate web of corruption that had ensnared us all. The path before me was treacherous and fraught with uncertainty, but I was no longer the broken, rejected mate. I had transformed into a force to be reckoned with. Still in my formidable Lycan form, I relentlessly searched the pack for Alpha Rikard. It
Adriana’s Point of View "There is a hole in my soul that I feel cannot be filled, and because of his words, I am no longer Luna of this pack." As soon as Alpha Rikard had been taken into custody, I told everyone that I wanted to leave the pack. "Please don't go, Luna," said Tyler, with tears in his eyes. "I am no longer Luna, remember?" I reminded him sadly. Daemon's parents, Mitchell and Alana, didn't want me to go either. They kept trying to assure me that Daemon truly wouldn't want me to leave. They were adamant that he would take back his words once he woke from his comatose state. Once he did that, I would regain my position as Luna. They insisted that Daemon loved me, that his words were purely from the blood magic spell. Deep down, I felt a void in my heart that contradicted their words. I didn't know how to reconcile my feelings with this. "Please don't leave yet," said Calliope. My wolf agreed with them, of course, as she was sure our mate Daemon and his wolf, Theo, wo
Adriana’s Point of View I have now officially moved into my mother's old house. Her room was now my bedroom, while my own room had been transformed into a nursery for the twins. Maye, thankfully, had agreed to move in with me as a full-time nanny. She settled into the spare room. Everything had changed. As I walked through the rooms of my childhood home, I couldn't help but notice the transformation that had taken place. Tyler, who was becoming an annoying good friend, had insisted on purchasing new furniture to give the house a fresh start. The sight of the unfamiliar pieces reminded me of the countless memories that were etched within these walls. Once adorned with cosy, worn-out sofas and a well-loved coffee table, the living room now boasted sleek leather couches and a modern glass centrepiece. The changes were striking, and while they added a touch of sophistication, they also felt somewhat foreign. I couldn't help but feel a tinge of nostalgia for the old, comforting furniture
Cole's Point of ViewFirst thing in the morning, we sought out Danielle's mother, Stephanie. "We found our mate last night, and she is friends with Danielle," said Marc."Congratulations," she answered. "Danielle stayed with her friends last night. Which one of her friends is your mate?""Her name is Lucienne," I gushed.Raising her left eyebrow, she warned, "You will have a strong Luna indeed. Be prepared for changes. She is not one to mince words, and there are some things that happen around here she will not like. She has a high moral compass."Good. I wasn't worried because things needed to change around here.After breakfast, as the warriors and many other pack members who were training with them gathered for a routine training session, I took the opportunity to address them. The non-warrior pack members would also include many females, although it wasn't compulsory for them to train, as it was for the men.The decision to integrate females into training had been our idea and had
Marc's Point of ViewAs I watched Lucienne stride out of the club, her every step brimming with authority, I felt like a force of nature had passed through. She was fierce, with a powerful presence that was impossible to ignore. The way she stood up to us, unyielding—that kind of strength was rare. And beneath it all, she was breathtaking, her beauty undeniable even as her words cut sharp.Cole stood beside me, his gaze fixed on the empty doorway Lucienne had just walked through. His jaw was tense as if he were trying to hold back the swell of emotion that had overtaken him. He swallowed, a flicker of something like awe passing over his features, and then he finally spoke, his voice low and almost reverent. "Our mate… she's incredible." He ran a hand over his face as if trying to piece together what he'd just witnessed. "I mean, I always imagined my mate would be strong, but Lucienne… she's beyond anything I could've pictured."He turned to me, his eyes searching mine as if hoping I'd
Lucienne's Point of ViewOur parents had finally arrived. They were staying on the same floor but in a different suite further down the hallway. No doubt, members of their entourage would be either in the same suite or next door.Cedric and I left Aaron with Danielle in case she woke up and wanted to know where we were. I could hear the soft rustle of her breathing, gentle and rhythmic, with an occasional deeper inhalation. Her heart resonated faintly, a steady thrum. Listening to someone sleeping was like tuning in to a delicate symphony of subtle noises. As we stepped into the suite, I could see it was set out and decorated like ours. The living area was spacious, featuring an oversized sectional couch adorned with plush pillows, perfectly arranged around a glass coffee table gleaming under a stylish chandelier's light. I could see my parents, Queen Adriana and King Daemon, seated together on one of the sofas, their regal presence commanding the room. My mother radiated grace, her
Lucienne's Point of View"Enough!" I bellowed. The room went silent as I let my Alpha aura ripple out, filling the space. The banshee's sneer disappeared, replaced by shock and fear as she and Eric fell to their knees under the weight of my command.My Alpha aura was so intense that it made my mother and father bow down under its weight. This was one of the reasons my brother offered me the crown. At a young age, I accepted that Cedric, as the firstborn, would be the Lycan King. I was happy with that. I might have been stronger and faster, but I loved him so much that I would protect him."I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but I don't. Tolerate. Bullies," I said coldly, my voice sharp and steady. "Don't you ever touch anyone I care about again!""Her name is Beatrice," Danielle said quietly. "She is the daughter of Luna Elizabeth."I don't give a fuck who she is," I answered. "As I said… I don't tolerate bullies, especially when they hurt someone who is like family to me an
Lucienne's Point of View"Everyone else knew," Eric said, admitting there was a problem in the pack that the twins knew nothing about.Evidently, their future roles as Alphas required more than physical strength or inherited titles—they demanded awareness, responsibility, and a willingness to confront uncomfortable truths. These future Alphas looked totally clueless, and if they were to lead properly, they needed to step up and quickly."Before we go any further, which one of you is Marc and which of you is Cole?" I asked, my eyes narrowing as I studied them closely. They were almost identical, but there were differences. I also realised they didn't know my name, so I introduced myself. I didn't mention any titles, just my first name.They shared the same towering height at over 200 centimetres, broad shoulders, and olive-toned skin that hinted at Mediterranean heritage. Their dark brown hair was styled similarly, yet subtle variations set them apart. Marc stood just a touch taller, t
Lucienne's Point of ViewArriving at the Howling Moon Pack should have been an uncomplicated affair. The plan was straightforward: we would gather at a shifter nightclub just on the edge of the pack's territory. It was our friend Danielle's eighteenth birthday—a momentous occasion to be celebrated with the companionship of cherished friends. Hopefully, she would find her mate, making it even better.After the celebrations, we were to cross into the pack lands alongside my parents. Once inside, I would be assessing the pack's warriors and their skills. I envisioned a couple of carefree days filled with camaraderie and laughter, reconnecting with friends amidst the rugged, blue-tinged mountains that cradled the pack.However, experience had taught me that simplicity was often an illusion in our world, and as I would soon discover, the weekend held surprises that could shift everything in ways I hadn't anticipated.There was also Mason, son of Beta-Prince Tyler and Princess Avril, and Ka
Lucienne's Point of ViewI stood at the edge of the training grounds, my gaze riveted to the towering figures locked in intense sparring at the heart of the clearing. The air was thick with the sounds of grunting and the sharp thud of bodies colliding, each strike resonating with a raw energy that sent a thrill through me.As the sun dipped lower on the horizon, the long shadows of the combatants stretched dramatically across the parched earth, their silhouettes stretching and twisting like dark, animated shapes in the fading light. The fiery hues of dusk bathed the scene in a warm, golden glow, casting a magical atmosphere that ignited a fierce determination within me.I felt a surge of emotions rising to the surface—an unexpected mix of admiration, longing, and an aching desire to join their ranks and push beyond my limits. Each movement they made displayed skill and a testament to the relentless quest for strength and mastery that stirred something deep within my soul.I'd spent ye
Happy New Year everyone!I am starting to post Book 4. I am partway through the book and hoping to finish it before I go back to work at the end of January.I hope you enjoy the story of Princess Lucienne, a strong female character who finds love with two men who are confident within themselves and want to raise her up, not pull her down.
I hope you enjoyed that short story. It was rather important because it was the beginning of the Supernatural Council, which is mentioned in Book 4.Book 4: The Gamma and her two Alphas follow Princess Lucienne and is set just over 18 years into the future. Lucienne is not entirely happy being a princess and certainly is not all ladylike like her mother, Queen Adriana, wishes she was. In fact, she can be a bit of a rebel at times and pulls no punches if you piss her off. Book 4 has been started and will be posted starting January 2025.Check out my I*******m page (nikoradepressedpoet) for pictures of the latest covers. Each book will be available in paperback. I am rewriting parts of Book 1. The covers for books 4 and 5 are already designed.