EVANGELINE.
Entering the bathroom, I feel disappointed.
He said he’d be here…
I look in the mirror. Staring back at me is a woman who looks beautiful in a red gown, with black hair, tawny grey eyes, and pale skin, with a dusting of freckles over my slender nose and cheeks. I have more meat on me than the average woman. I prod the top of my arm, very consciously aware of the curve of fat there. Even my cheeks aren't refined…
I am of age now but… I don't have a wolf; will it make a difference to him? Is that why he isn't here?
I grew up around Sinclair, and over the years, the admiration I felt for him soon changed to something more… I had even dressed up in the dress he purchased for me without complaint. Even put makeup on tonight too, hoping he’d realise I wasn’t just the little omega girl he had saved.
I fix my hair, smoothing my dress, about to leave the bathroom when my nemesis, Celia Huntington, the daughter of an Alpha of the Wolf Arrow pack, walks in with her two sidekicks.
"Look, it’s the omega trash who thinks just because she’s in a pretty dress, that she’s above us all." Celia scoffs.
I don't want to respond. If I do, it will only make her react worse. She wants a reaction, one I refuse to give her. After all, she is bitter since her boyfriend had tried to get it on with me.
Dark Falls is right in the centre of six packs, and one of the few schools that all the packs sent their kids to.
"Aiy don’t ignore her! She’s talking to you!" Gwen snaps, grabbing my arm as I walk past them, forcing me to stop.
I turn and look at them. All three are gorgeous, and you can tell from their toned physiques that they are excellent fighters too.
"Well, she probably thinks she is going to get lucky now that she is eighteen." Celia taunts, stepping closer.
"Wait, wait, does she think Sinclair would want her?" Janet jeers, making the other two laugh. “He’s not even here.”
I look down, waiting for them to just get their bullying over with, so I can leave. It’s easier if you just stay silent anyway…
Celia pinches my arm, her nails dig in harshly, I press my lips in a line fighting the urge to palm her perfectly straight nose. It wouldn’t be worth the beatdown I would get afterwards.
"Ah, look at that fat there! Jeesh! Work out a little fatty!" She hisses."Yeah, nobody wants a fat little Omega bitch." Celia sits. The other two keep glancing at the door, making sure no one comes in.
I do little workouts, but because I am an omega, I'm not really allowed to train with the warriors. Heck, I don’t think I’d be able to keep up anyway. Besides, I take enough beatdowns at school. Glad I'm almost done with that place. I'm not going to voluntarily sign up for extra.
“Is that what you’re hoping for, Omega, that Sinclair will take you as his, love and cherish you?” Celia laughs. I swallow, glancing away, and Celia chuckles. “Don’t delude yourself Omega, the only thing Omegas are used for are side bitches, for the main bitch to order around.”
"She doesn’t deserve to even breathe the same air as Sinclair." Gwen mutters.
They keep their voices down, and I know why. I may be an Omega, but I am still adopted by Alpha Aeron. They don't want to upset him, especially at his own mansion.
I know Celia doesn’t like me because I’m an Omega. Some Omegas are loved by high-ranking males and hated by ranked females. Where the Alpha may have a few favourite Omegas, the Luna or other females will treat the omegas like dirt. That is the life expected of me, that someday I'll serve an Alpha or Beta if I am lucky. Maybe it is because I spent the last decade being taken care of by an Alpha family, but I don't want that at all.
“Do you want to be my little bitch Evangeline, I will gladly give you my sloppy seconds, you know; gotta give to charity and all good deeds and all that. Daddy always taught me to give to the less fortunate. Maybe I will even let you suck him off after he’s done with me just so you can taste what a real woman tastes like.” her friends laugh as she leans in closer.
I grit my teeth, trying not to let her words get to me, but it still hurts.“Is that what you want? For me to take you as my charity case?” she sneers, looking me up and down. “And don’t forget to thank me when you're down cleaning me off him, that’s all Omegas are worth, cleaning up after their Luna’s.” Gwen giggles beside her. “I bet she would enjoy every second,” she sneers."Well, would you…" Celia trails off as the bathroom door opens, her scornful expression changing to a smile as she flicks her long hair over her shoulder, giving a smile to the woman who enters. “Well see you later, once again, enjoy your birthday.”They turn and leave and I sigh, forcing a smile onto my face.
I slip out of the bathroom, knowing that Grandmother Philomena won't be happy if I am gone for long.
Walking down the hall, I hesitate, really not wanting to return to the room of young women who don’t want to be around me.
Silently I turn and walk towards the garden, I could use some fresh air. The best part of being an omega was that your presence isn't noticed.
"…Aeron I assure you, we need her gone." comes Grandmother Philomena’s voice. It is filled with irritation and warning, and I freeze, unsure of what is going on. But something tells me this was not a conversation I should be listening in on.
Wasn’t the Alpha meant to be out for work?
Should I leave?
"Mother, I understand, but are you certain?"
"Of course I am Son. Sinclair’s eyes have been on her for a while now… and I fear it might be more than just a sexual attraction."
"I don’t know, I can’t get my head around that. Evangeline is-"
I am about to tiptoe away when I freeze, hearing my name, and I place a hand on my chest.
"A beautiful young woman, and as much as I don't care if Sinclair keeps her as his, on the side. An emotional attachment to an omega is dangerous. She needs to go." There is finality in the old Luna’s voice, and I wonder if Alpha Aeron will agree.
Terror begins to seep into me as I wait, with bated breaths for his reply.
He won't agree… right?
That pause feels like an eternity.
"You’re right, he is the only heir I have… I will have Evangeline gone soon. But do not speak a word to her, I will do it myself.
"Good and make haste. You know the charm of these Omegas." She adds distastefully. It takes everything in me to not break down. My world is crashing down. Just when I thought my birthday couldn’t get any worse.EVANGELINE. "Yes, so I assume you have potential women lined up for him?" Alpha Aeron asks. "Yes, ones that will make ideal Lunas." Grandmother Philomena replies.My stomach sinks further and my eyes burn viciously. My heart is thundering as I silently back away from the slightly ajar door. Why is she so hateful towards me? Didn’t she like me? But it makes no sense, she has never let on anything of the sort, that she isn't happy with me… Unless she saw how Sinclair cares for me. I want love… But who am I kidding? Sinclair, the man I love, is out of my league. After all, he is the future Alpha of the Silver Mountain Pack. Sinclair is the one who found me in that town that fateful night, one dark, snowy night. He had been out hunting with his father, Alpha Aeron when they had stumbled upon the blood-ridden town. Sinclair had caught sight of me when they had tried to look for survivors, walking along with no memories of what happened or where I was.I only knew one thing, and that
EVANGELINE. How could I be so stupid? How could I let myself believe he could truly love me? I felt foolish, I am what everyone says, what Celia said. I am a nobody, and I will never be anything to Sinclair other than someone to fill his bed on request. I take a step back from him, needing some distance so I can think clearly. “B-but do you mean as yours, on the side?” I whisper. His gaze softens, and he sighs, stepping closer and grabbing me by my waist, he pulls me close. “Of course. I care for you, but we both know you can't be a Luna, or even bear pups. So, you should consider yourself lucky that I will still keep you. No one else will want you, but I still do.” He says softly. “I’m sorry if I scared you tonight, Evangeline, I just… you look beautiful. You’re my little omega.” His words stung, and somehow, I feel like the man I admired was vanishing, but then why is his gaze so soft? Maybe I am overreacting… Deep down I don't believe that though, I am hurt. The sound of foo
Three hours had passed and I was ready for the ball in a black gown. Despite everything seeming to be normal, I felt uneasy. Why do I feel like something big was going to happen tonight? The ball is in full swing when we arrived at the castle of the Alpha of Alphas. My heart is in my mouth when I set sight on that dark stone castle. Even with the lights and the music, it still holds an ominous feeling. Like a predator trying to lure its prey…. “Evangeline. Focus.” Grandmother Philomena hisses, swatting my wrist. I blink and put a small smile on my face as we walk through the entrance. Yet the more I see of this castle and the people here, the more out of place I feel. “Alpha Aeron, Lady Philomena, Alpha Sinclair, welcome.” The Supreme Alphas Gamma says, bowing his head to the three. “Hello, Wallace.” Grandmother Philomena replies. “I have brought… a guest with me.” She motioned to me and the Gamma looks at me curiously, his eyes instantly trailing over me. “Ah… of course.” He
EVANGELINE. “Evangeline!” Grandmother Philomena hisses, as she stomps my foot, yanking me from my thoughts. I blink, and stare at her for a second, before I look around the room fearfully, and at the broad back of Zedkiel Vilkas. No one talks to him, each one lowers their heads to him as he passes by, he doesn't even bother paying respect to his father. He takes a glass of alcohol from a tray as he passes, downing it in one gulp. “Did you forget your manners, child!” Grandmother mutters, her grip on my arm painfully tight, bringing tears to my eyes as she digs her nails in. “Y-you’re… it hurts.” I whimper. Her hard gaze is filled with obvious irritation before she lets go. I resist the urge to rub my arm. “I’m sorry. I just…” I give up trying to explain through the stutter I seemed to develop. I can't express how, or what he makes me feel, it would be an insult to the royal family and everyone nearby would hear it if I told her here. “No excuses. Are you trying to embarrass us?”
EVANGELINE. “Prince Zedkiel.” I turn when grandmother Philomena steps forward. No grandmother! He might hurt her too! I quickly get up, wanting to pull her away. He needs someone strong to save him, not her! “G-grandmo-” She raises her hand, her eyes flashing as she looks at me warningly. “Enough.” She growls at me, a noise I had never heard her make towards me before. I felt a pang of hurt but say nothing, she is disappointed in me… I have messed up again. “Prince Zedkiel, if I may?” Grandmother Philomena speaks clearly, no ounce of fear in her voice or even a stutter. Zedkiel stops in his tracks. “My grandson has foolishly insulted you, and on his behalf I apologise to you.” She says clearly. He turns to her and raises one of his brows. “And how will one apology fix his insult?” Insult? What did Sinclair do? “Not an apology… a compensation.” Grandmother continues as I pray someone comes to her side, I don’t want Zedkiel to hurt her. “A prized possession of the Welhave
EVANGELINE. Three hours have passed, and I am lost. I don’t know where I am and without my phone, I have nothing to guide me, they will know I am missing by now. Will someone come after me? Tears burn at the thought of the monster I was given to. Like I was nothing more than a piece of property. I won’t go, I won’t let him take me. Betrayal washes through me; how can they do this to me? My knuckles are white, my nails digging into my hand, threatening to break through my tender skin as I grip the steering wheel with all my might. My hands are clammy and a bead of sweat rolls down the back of my neck as fear perfumes from my pores while I try to navigate the roads. Rain batters down on the windshield, making visibility extremely difficult, and I am straining to see past the hood of the car. The wipers are moving as fast as they can, but it does nothing to help see the road ahead. “Please come on…” I whisper, peering out at the darkness. The road is narrow, winding around the bend
ZEDKIEL. I gazed down at the woman who had tried to disobey me… "What’s wrong with her?" I asked the healer coldly, as he finished tending to her as she lay in my bed, "She needs time to heal, that's all, my prince." She had actually tried to escape me, yet she was foolish to think she could. A naïve fool, one I should have killed by now for her disobedience… but somehow, I hadn’t. Not yet anyway… She was pleasing to the eye, as an omega should be… From the curves of her body to those eyes full of an innocence I wished to destroy, but there was something else that set her apart from all I had seen before… I ran my knuckles down her smooth cheek, the dusting of freckles on her nose and cheeks only adding to her allure. I wasn’t lying when I said I wanted her begging for my cock. This feeling… When I had touched her out there, I had felt it, almost as if something were pulling me to her, and her scent only made my sense of smell heightened. A fool might question if it was perhaps t
ZEDKIEL. Her eyes widened with horror as she shook her head, her heart pounding violently. "Please no! I'm sorry! I won’t run, don’t h-hurt th-them!" She seemed to care far more for those who discarded her than they had for her. I was done with this conversation. Turning away, I stormed out of the room and headed out of my quarters for a little air that was not clouded with her scent. Her rejection was only adding to the burning furnace within me. The truth was, there was something about her that intrigued me from the moment she was unable to look away from me, unlike everyone there at the ball she didn’t even lower her head in respect. But her eyes had held fear just like the rest of them. Fools. I walked through the dark stone walls of the castle, my footsteps echoing in the silence. Sinclair Welhaven… His arrogance from dinner flashed through my mind, making my anger only rise. I wouldn’t mind tearing him to shreds for his disrespect. (FLASHBACK – EARLIER AT DINNER) "It’s a
Hello everyone! First of all, I want to say thank you for sticking by me through a pretty hectic time in my life, I’m hoping things do get better going forward, the last week has been a little easier and I’m hoping it stays like this! Also for always trusting the process, all the comments that I love to read, it’s the highlight for me after I post a chapter! As I always want to know what everyone thought. Please do leave me a review on the main page if possible, just click on the three dots at the top right, go to about this book, scroll down and you can leave the review with a rating there! Thank you so much! - Now, onto what’s next and what’s going on with my books. For this series the next book will be about Evelyn, I think we can all agree that she deserves her own HEA, life has done her over far too many times. There is at least two more books to come in this series. The first will be Evelyn's, we just need the right Alpha to sweep her off her feet and shower her with the l
EVANGELINE. ONE YEAR LATER… “Oh my…”I say, unable to stop myself from biting my lip as I look over at my sexy naked man who has tossed aside the towel he has just dried his body with and now approaches the bed entirely naked. “If I wasn’t already pregnant, I might just end up pregnant tonight.” He sits down on the bed, a cocky smirk on his face. “I wouldn’t mind practising the art.” He says, as he pulls me on top of him. I’m halfway through my pregnancy and we’ve been told we’re having a boy. Learning about the pregnancy was bittersweet. I was happy, yet it brought back the memory of the child that was taken from us. A child I had not been able to see when I had gone to the realm, despite the ability to cross once a year, I was confined to the Palace of Moonlight. I nurture the tree of bonds before I then must return to earth. Raziel and Selene are trying to get Eshe to bring my child to the palace, but there has been no reply to any of their messages. “I wouldn’t mind that,” I
EVANGELINE. A FEW WEEKS LATER... “Thank you, your majesty.” Someone says as I steady them from tripping over their own feet. We’ve officially hosted the coronation ball for both the Vampire King and his Queen and the Alpha Queen and her Alpha King. A combined coronation and one that showed the beginning of unity between the two species. The night had gone well, and both sides had been cordial enough. It had taken place at the Moon Stone Pack, but we have begun building a castle, halfway between both territories which will be used for state affairs. Now, I think I’m ready to turn in for the night. I have talked to many and danced the night away. I gather up the white net skirt to my glittering dress as I step out into the warm night. “Alpha Queen Evangeline.” I turn to see Sinclair leaning against a pillar, alone. He’s dressed in a tux, hands in his pocket as he approaches me. “Alpha Sinclair.” I say formally. I noticed there was no sight of Celia tonight. I guess she wouldn’t w
ZEDKIEL. A week has passed since the trials and Kash and Ziahra have left. Apparently, they are going to take things easy but as far as I can tell, they are constantly making out. So irritating and disgusting to see. Jason had told Kash he is in no rush to stand down and I think that is something Kash appreciated. Although Ziahra had made it clear, she did not want him to follow her when she left, he told her he’ll accompany her and only be staying a day or so before he returns home. They may act like they have this love and hate thing going on, but I have seen she has marked him back, which says enough. I still need time to get used to the two of them being together. I know he’s trying to find Isa, but I told him he may just lead Godric to her if he tries to find her. You've got to think smart and play smarter. Last night Evangeline told me that Evelyn is leaving today, she has avoided me a lot since she has returned with her own body. It's a shame, considering I feel that we ha
ZIAHRA. I’ve been here for long enough, Mom’s ashes have been laid to rest and the trials are done. Zedkiel has a lot to do, but Evangeline needs him, so I offered to go and handle the things that can be done on his behalf. We own several lands between the vampire territory and the Moon Stone Pack, and a new home will be built where Zedkiel can handle official business, but ultimately until it’s done he will have to travel back and forth for a while. I don’t want to go… but I have to. Mom was killed by Zed’s Lycan, and although Evangeline had apologised for it, I don’t blame her, this wasn’t her fault, however, I need some time to mourn. I’m ready to take some time to accept her death. I had fought so hard for the last few years to save her, and then… in the end, she died. Just like that… It only takes moments for death to take us… no matter the length of our life span, our loved ones can still be taken in a matter of minutes. No one is invincible. But leaving meant… Kash… The
CHASYN. Night has fallen and I’m sitting on the balcony in one of the guest rooms. I have been residing here ever since everything that happened recently, unable to go to the quarters where I had spent time with Maryka. When I found her and realised she was my mate, I had been tempted to reject her, because of her link to the Night Shade pack as well, although I had no qualm with it, after all, mother was from there, but in truth, I did not want to give up on another… someone I had fallen deeply in love with. But it was never an option I was allowed to even consider. Fated mates were rare and to find mine and consider rejecting them would have been frowned upon and so I had taken her as my own, made her my Luna, marked her, and married her. But I know she didn’t like my Omegas, and I couldn’t blame her. Any man or woman would feel jealousy if their mates were with other people. Although by then, there had only been one I was addicted to but I had stopped being intimate with her to
ZEDKIEL. The day of the final few trials has arrived and those with the heaviest crimes will stand to hear their judgement today. The last few days have weighed heavily on Evangeline. It has taken longer as more people than we initially assumed had ended up playing a part in the crimes committed against the Pack and Kingdom. Some were stripped of rank, others exiled, and some were imprisoned. However, today Danciana, Maryka, Draven, Drystan, and a few of the council members will have their crimes publicly stated, and given the correct punishments that they deserve. Maryka… She had been the one to kill our father. Ragnar had been ready to kill her himself but had to be restrained. It had shaken Chasyn to the core. Yes, it had been glaringly obvious that she did play a huge part but the extent of her part in all of this was huge. She had been planning it with the traitors of the Night Shade Pack for months, and when she had figured out Jeremiah’s plan after Chasyn had refused to fi
EVANGELINE. Zedkiel is at the king’s grave, and I have decided to go visit Lucia who is still in hospital. Although she is much better, due to how badly she had been injured, the doctors want to keep an extra eye on the baby’s health and with it being common knowledge that it’s Chasyn’s the risk to her health is greater. I was paid respect by everyone I pass; I have easily become recognised as the Queen, but rumour has also travelled that I am a goddess. I do not feel like one when I can’t even save my own child. Every night, I pray and plead for our child to be returned to us, but there is never an answer and I know I will not get one either. I slow down as I reach Lucia’s room. She’s been moved into a private room by herself, and I now knock on the door and enter after she gives me permission. “Hey…” I say softly as I enter, slowly closing the door behind myself and walk over to the bed. “Hello, Evangeline.” She says smiling, she looks better today. Her bruises are all healed,
ZEDKIEL. A cool wind blows past me as I stare down at the tomb before me with a heavy heart. The funeral was yesterday for all those who passed and for our king… I stare at the engravings on the tombstone. ‘HERE LIES THE BODY OF A JUST KING, A LOVING FATHER, AND A RESPECTED ALLY. SUPREME ALPHA AMBROSE VILKAS’ Father… Four days have passed since our return and there is a lot to do and a lot that we have already done, but we all needed time to mourn those we have lost. We have suffered, and we have all lost someone that we loved. They will not be easily forgotten. I crouch down before the tombstone and look at the flowers that adorn the ground around the grave. Father… I wish I could have told you this when you were alive, but… I want you to know that I appreciated everything you did for me. For the trust, you kept in me. Thank you for treating me as a person and not as a monster… I love you, Father… I close my eyes as I allow my sorrow to wash through me. I lower my head, Maryk