Once I heard his voice, the sound carrying as clearly through the air as if he had been standing right beside me, I could not keep myself from stepping to the side, from looking past my father, who had turned around to face him. It seemed like the statement had been just as shocking to him as it had been to Gwen and I, because neither one of us had been expecting Elijah be back here as soon as he was. It was safe to say that I was in shock. I did not know what was happening, but even though Elijah was quite some distance away from me, from all of us, I could not help but pick up on the magnetic pull that I had towards him. I didn’t know why I hadn’t been able to pick up on it before, but then again, for all I knew it had something to do with the fact that my father had been here, that his dominating personality had forced me to do nothing more than sit here and listen to what he had to say. As Elijah continued to close the distance between himself and us, his scent started to drift
Hello! I'd like to thank all of you for reading this story as far as you have, and I hope that you have enjoyed it thus far. Please note that we have now concluded with Book 1! Can you believe it? It feels like it happened in the blink of an eye. I would like to encourage all of you to read Book 2, which will pick up exactly where we left off. It will be free for an extended period of time (I thought that might be better than keeping this book going). The title is: The Alpha's Heir Let's hope that that doesn't give too much away!
"I have to admit that I was not expecting you to arrive today. After all, it was not the date on which we had settled. I have not yet prepared anything in terms of the initiation ceremony."Under ordinary circumstances, I would have been biting off the head of the person who had dared to do this. But I couldn't do that this time around, because there were not the ordinary circumstances in which we found ourselves. The man in question, was no one other than my Beta - or rather, my soon to be Beta, considering the fact that mine was a female who had gone to the pack that belonged to her mate. It was nothing for her to be ashamed of - but this was definitely something for him to be ashamed of. His arrival had been untimely, and had created a lot of trouble amongst my border patrol. I was in the right frame of mind to send him pack to where he had come from, but I knew that that would only come back to bite me in the ass at a later stage. There was no need to create any unnecessary discom
I found myself turning around, both convinced and irritated by the fact that I hadn't gotten rid of him as I had thought that I had. He seemed to think that he was entitled to bother me. Was that what all attractive men did? They believed that they had a right to engage you until you gave in to them? I was no fool. I had been around the block once or twice, and I knew that there weren't many reasons why a girl was stopped and approached in a club like this one. The couples who were already fucking around us, was already proof enough of that.There had been two people outside, the girl pressed up against the wall, and I had seen another at the bar, with the girl spread out on the table with the mans face between her legs. A chill went through my body as I thought of it, feeling my own arousal start to surface. I had considered myself to be quite strong-willed, but when it came to sex, I was just as weak as the rest of my kind was. It was normal for us. It was a need. "Guys like me? Wh
"Where have you been? I almost sent Arthur out to look for you."When I opened the door to the house that we were staying in, I was instantly made aware of the fact that my father had been waiting for me to get back here. It was something that I hadn't really prepared for, but I assumed that it meant that my mother had been found, and that I was now the only one who had given them reason to worry. I took a deep breath as I stepped through the threshold, telling myself that none of this would be as bad as I was mentally preparing for.One thing that I could vouch for, was the fact that my father was a worrier. I said this, because he never had a moments worth of rest when it came to our family, and even when he could, he didn't take it. It was like he was always waiting for something to go wrong, for something bad to happen. My mother was an alcoholic, and having to look for her every night could be exhausting. And when you were in a new place, and you did n
As I stepped onto the porch, the light shining through the living room window reminded me of the fact that for the next few days, I was not going to be able to enjoy the comfort of my home, for it was not going to be mine alone. I was going to have to tolerate the fact that there would be other people living with me, who would have no problem sitting and watching television until god knows what time. I could do no more than to continue standing outside and processing what was going on. If I had a choice in the matter, I would have wanted nothing more than to be able to go and sleep somewhere else.But I did not have that choice.As much as I wished that I did, I knew what the reality of this situation was. It was something that I had needed to deal with for quite some time in the past, but I had never had an entire family living in my house. After all, there was a reason why it only had two bedrooms. One was mine, and the other was for a single guest. Not an enti
I could tell by the expression on the Alpha's face that he was uncomofortable. I could see it in his body language, pick up on it in the way that he was looking at me, and I knew that he was not going to stick around here for much longer. And could I blame him? I could not. If I had the choice to leave, then I also would not hesitate to do it. But I did not have the choice, and that was why I remained seated where I was. If I had any intention of getting out of this situation without embarressing myself, then I would need to stay here. "I would like to take a moment to apologise for her behaviour. I am sure that she did not mean to offend you. She did not know who you were." I watched as the Alpha clenched his jaw, the action visible to me. He was still looking at me as if he was trying to look right through me and I found myself questioning whether or not I was going to find myself in a heap of trouble. I knew that I couldn't allow my father to find out that
Of course, I should have known that my bravery would be a fleeting thing.By the time that I managed to get to the Alphas' bedroom door, I had already chickened out of doing what I was supposed to be doing. Just because I was still standing here, and I wasn't going back downstairs, did not mean that there was still some kind of magical chance that I would open the door and go inside.Maybe I would.At least, that was what I was telling myself. Maybe I was braver than I thought I was, and I just needed a moment more before I would be able to do what I needed to do.I took a final, deep breath, telling myself that it was going to be now or never. I couldn't just stand here and talk to myself, and try to convince myself that this wasn't necessary. Because it was. I doubted that I would have come all the way up the stairs, risking being caught by my father, just for something that wasn't necessary.And for a moment, it was as if