"I hope you're enjoying your stay here so far?" Retha's velvety voice caused June's eyes to snap towards her direction. She was Horace's beta, a young woman with Auburn hair and a welcoming smile. She was sitted across the table from June. The table that had the capacity to hold fifteen people but now only nine people sat around it for dinner.Jason swallowed beside her, "Yes, yes we are." He returned her smile briefly before going to back to the plate of rice in front of him. Dinner was sumptuous as fuck.The candle lights gleaming from the centre of the table flickered and that somehow called her attention to Horace who was seated at the head of the table. His eyes were down at his plate, only lifting when the fork in his hand lifted to his mouth. His eyes found hers, she wanted to look away but didn't want to appear intimidated by his black pools of mystery. He seemed like the type to take pleasure in intimidating people, so no, she didn't look away yet causing him to smirk before
It was a huge and dark room with a huge bed in the north wall and a side table beside it and a reading desk. A closet and bathroom door on the east wall, along with a full length mirror and a few dumbbells. A couch and two sofas and a centre table on the west wall, along with a door leading to the balcony overlooking the vast forest and mountains, a small shelf was stationed on the west wall also next to the bar.He was well into his third bottle yet he felt no urge to stop. He needed sleep. Being the insomniac he was, he knew if he fell into that bed sober, he'd think till morning. Saying he was tired is an understatement. He was extremely exhausted and he blamed it all on the investigation. The pack won't rest till their late Alpha's murderer is discovered and punished. The Eclipse was the biggest and most powerful pack in the northern region. With an interesting history and ancestry, therefore the rogues responsible for the alpha's murder better spend their last days wisely. They
She was standing by the window, gazing at the dark sky and the stars that punctuated it. Her mom is up there, represented by a star, watching over her, she strongly believed that. The night is cool and the breeze is soft. The atmosphere is quiet. The moon was in full bloom, she could stand there all night just looking at it. Feeling content and at peace. Surrounded by the dark. Peace is an inside thing, you can't get it from outside. Her mom's words drifted into her soul and a lazy smile crawls unto her oval face. Alcohol, food, affection, sport, they were all outside things and can't bring you peace. Your fellow wolf can't bring you peace. Only you can bring you peace. Peace can only be achieved when you've won the battle within and as she stood there she felt certain that she had won the battle. She felt even more certain that her mother was resting in peace. Then, a feminine snore drifted across the room from the bed and excited her pinna. Looking over her shoulder at her sister,
The hunt wasn't something that was organised often and today's hunt was courtesy Beta George Shaw organised solely for the alpha's sake that he may find his luna. George has been like a father to Jason and will always be. Infact, he had been like a brother to Bennett. He was a gentle man stuffed with compassion. Jason was seated on the balcony, on a reclining oak chair, sorting through a pile of letters while sipping coffee, it helps soothe the hangover. Scanning each and every letter in his custody, he internally groaned. All these many letters just for this morning. Fifty percent of the letters were from his fellow alphas' from other packs wishing him a happy and safe hunting experience, hope you find your Luna, they all quoted. Felicitations upon felicitations, yet he had to read and reply every one of them. Then;*Where the fuck are you, oh ye mighty alpha?!* Someone communicates to him through the mind-link. Jason froze. Now while Beta George was like a father to him, his son Ric
Most she-wolves always look forward to the hunt, while the ambitious ones whimsically dreamt of becoming Luna. Either way, the girls loved the festivity, the thrill, the feeling of hiding while your heart beat loudly in your ears, keeping still, until your nose catches a scent and you hear the sound of paws approaching. So no wonder how it's just twelve fifteen yet the pack house is surrounded by she wolves. The moment Ian and the girls arrived at their destination, Antara couldn't contain herself. She was in awe of her surroundings. The pack house is just as it was when she last visited it for the annual Selene feast; elegantly reposed at the fore of the forest, eclectic, colossal and intimidating. On the other hand, her sister's assessment of her surroundings was rather flippant. Yes, she admired the mighty structure in front of her, yes, she was a fan of the beautiful field spread out on the right side of the structure -where the guards trained, of course she loved the mountains i
The clock struck five and George, along with the council of elders, gathered to commence the hunt. The sounds of congas filled the air, melding with the sound of tambourines. Two harps could be heard vibrating melodious symphony. The sky was clear and cloudless, the sun radiated its glory. The awaited time has arrived. A majority of the Male wolves had already shifted and were wandering around, awaiting the elders to commence the hunt. While the elders were awaiting the arrival of the Alpha. Jason was on his way. He strode with confidence towards the field, William by his side. The moment he got to where the elders where, he nodded his greeting and they reciprocated. He took off his blazer and handed it to William just as Clover, head of the council, stepped forward to give his opening remark."With immense enthusiasm, I welcome every wolf present..." Clover's brisk voice shoot forth and the air propagated it, that even the she wolves hiding deep inside the forest could hear him clea
Almira trudged over to where her brother was stood by the main door to the pack house, bobbing his head to the instruments and watching the servants set up bonfires. She glanced at his side view before moving her gaze to the direction of the commotion out. The hunt was over, it was time for bonfire dinner, as it was organised after every hunt.She inhaled; "You were not part of the hunt." She spoke plainly to her brother. Richards turned to face her, "Why did your statement sound like a question?" He was smiling dryly. "I want to know why you were not part of the hunt.""No reason, you were not part of the hunt either.""None of the males present is my mate. I can tell because I served them all. But you, you can't keep hiding.""Hiding?" Richards snorted at her choice of words."You're hiding, you avoid mingling with people because it makes you unnecessarily anxious, nervous, I get it. But you can't keep avoiding the public. You are the next Beta, you will be expected to spend a goo
The bonfire dinner went well past midnight. The coupled wolves only began to disperse by three in the morning. Jason excused himself from the company of his mother and headed for the pack house. He stepped into the shower with Regina and June's earlier conversation replaying in his mind. His mother seemed to have alot of questions for June;"What's your father's name?""Ian Gilbert." June did justice to all her questions without any exhibition of nervousness or irritation. "Gilbert? Are you related to the late Monty Gilbert?" June had smiled, "Yes, he was my granduncle."Regina nodded, she knew a generous percent of the families in the pack by last name. And the Gilberts, she perceived they were indeed a noble family at least from what she'd heard about Monty. "And your mother?""Deceased.""Oh, sorry about that."A sigh escaped Jason's lips as the cool water cascaded from his thick mass of wispy black hair down his body. He ran through his face before picking up the bottle of body
"I hope you're enjoying your stay here so far?" Retha's velvety voice caused June's eyes to snap towards her direction. She was Horace's beta, a young woman with Auburn hair and a welcoming smile. She was sitted across the table from June. The table that had the capacity to hold fifteen people but now only nine people sat around it for dinner.Jason swallowed beside her, "Yes, yes we are." He returned her smile briefly before going to back to the plate of rice in front of him. Dinner was sumptuous as fuck.The candle lights gleaming from the centre of the table flickered and that somehow called her attention to Horace who was seated at the head of the table. His eyes were down at his plate, only lifting when the fork in his hand lifted to his mouth. His eyes found hers, she wanted to look away but didn't want to appear intimidated by his black pools of mystery. He seemed like the type to take pleasure in intimidating people, so no, she didn't look away yet causing him to smirk before
June stared longingly out the window that was rolled down all the way. The rapid in gush of air sweeping her chocolate locks backward. How did she even get here? Ah yes, she readily and willingly agreed to go with Jason to the Galaxia. She needed to get out of that house, away from the invisible cloud of doom looming over it, away from her nightmares. She needed to get away from the knowing(teasing) looks Regina, Antara and Almira keep throwing her way since they noticed the giant wolf hickey on her neck. She needed to get away from her dad's constant letters, she wouldn't reply nor read any of them, why couldn't he get that? She knew what they all held. It's the same old excuse; June please, try to understand, I just want to be happy. Yeah, well, okay dad. Go ahead, be happy, just leave me out of it. Most of all, she needed to get away from herself.She didn't realise it until now. Now that the shiny black BMW is cruising down a lonely gravel road, lined with fields and nothingness.
The sun hidden. The clouds casting gloomy shadows. The atmosphere smelled of fresh greenery. A knuckle tapping softly on the giant oak wood door."Come in," Jason said, escaping his own head. Beta George walked in. Looking neat, in a white button up, red suit pants and tie. "Alpha," he bowed slightly."George." Jason beamed."Too many teeth alpha, I might just lose my sight." George teased. The cheerfulness and giddiness oozing from his alpha can not be ignored. It demanded attention considering it's making a first appearance. Jason chuckled, turning away. He'd been thinking of June all morning. Of how she begged to be marked, how her eyes seemed to roll back the moment his fangs sank into her neck, how she so effortlessly took his breath away. They all kept replaying in his head, he couldn't stop them he could only escape for a bit."Anything?" He asked the blonde man grinning at him.George advanced forward, taking the seat across Jason on the desk. "Yes, here," he presented a
Here you go," Almira said, placing the wrapped rectangle in Jason's custody arm. He smiled gratefully at her, nobody knew he didn't want to be there, receiving all those cool gifts. Her's was the final gift of the evening. And as he unwrapped it to reveal a golden wristwatch with tiny precious stones embedded around the clock, he wondered what June was up to. Honestly, he couldn't wait to storm into that room and give her the scolding of her life. I get it you don't like me, you didn't know it was my birthday so obviously you don't have a gift for me but is it too much to ask that you be here while I received these gifts? "Thank you so much, Almira. It's nice, I love it."Richards pouted, deciding at that moment to say something Jason wasn't really in the mood for. "Nicer than my gift?"Jason looked at him. "You got me wine Richards," he stated matter of factly. "Wine you stole from the bar in my bedroom. So yes, her gift is way nicer than yours."A smooth chuckle left Richards throat
June squinted her eyes at the serene figure sitting in the distance. Was it really her mother?Long, golden locks getting mussed by the breeze.June decided to move closer to get a better look at the figure sitting on the prickly grass. Warm ocean eyes smiled back at her It was indeed her mother. "Mom?" Her eyes suddenly felt watery, "how...what...what are you doing here mom?..." The questions were endless but her mother was answering none, just smiling at her. Her slender fingers running through the green grasses. The peace radiating off of her like waves brought more tears to June's eyes.June let them spill, unable to hold them in. "I've missed you so much, mom." June sniffled, walking closer. "I...I don't know how you got here, or how I got here but I don't care, I'm....I'm just so happy to see you mom. I miss you mom," the tears came faster, "so so much. Why'd you go mom? Why didn't you just take me with you? Mom I..." June stopped mid sentence, standing just a feet away from
After retrieving their clothes from where they'd kept it folded neatly beside a tree trunk, they walked silently back to the pack house. "Pass the milk please," Antara chirped, while spreading the peanut paste unto a slice of bread. The breakfast table was heavily garnished and the aroma of tea filled the air."More salad?" Almira was standing behind Regina's seat asking if she needed more salad, her blond hair was curled into itself in a very messy bun.Regina looked up, "there you two are!" She said referring to Jason and June standing awkwardly at the entrance. "Sit, have breakfast." She assessed their dripping wet hairs and rumpled clothes."Hmm, morning sex in the lake," Richard smirked before nudging Antara by his side, "we should try that sometime." She blushed crimson, June almost did too while Almira balked at her twin, half restraining herself from flinging the salad bowl in his direction. Regina tried to hide her discomfort before saying, "Unfortunately it didn't end with
The power had gone out a while ago so June had lit the candles. Now she stood in front of the vanity admiring a solitaire, the solitaire belonging to the ring Regina had gifted her as a coronation present. It was beautiful, it still had the ability to take her breath away but currently it made her chest ache. Why? Because Regina had gifted her this ring with so much joy that her son had finally found his mate but the disappointment her eyes held when she beheld June's bare neck that ought possess a mark by now, it killed June. Made her feel so ashamed and reminded her how much of a bad person she was. The longer she stared at the ring, the more it haunted her. The trees were whistling loudly as the wind rushed through them. It was a windy night. Letting go of the ring, she sashayed towards the window and drew the thick curtains back a bit so she could stare at the stars. Her mom was up there. Frowning down at her. "I'm sorry mom, I...I've changed so much, I'm no longer your innocent
It was a small ceremony with few guests;June and Jason, George and Almira,Biff and Ian,Clover and Regina,A few of George's friends And the celebrants themselves Antara and Richards Shaw.It was the former's welcome ceremony Taking place in the denAnd the food was delicious The drinks were in abundance and of numerous varieties The music was from an old CD player William controlled it, changing the dics frequently. Just yesterday, June had a tense conversation with her aunt.Today, she religiously avoided both her aunt and her father. She kept to herself at the far back of the den, looking out the window with a glass of pineapple juice in hand.Regina looked at her often, somehow knowing something was wrong. She'd tried asking before but June assured her everything was fine. That didn't quench her suspicions one bit."Want a refill?" Jason asked and she jumped. She had no idea when he had come to stand beside her by the window, watching the night sky. He was referring to h
"You all take care." He waved William and the guards off, sending them off on morning patrol.Subsequently, he got up from his desk and waltzed over the shelf, he let his eyes peruse it's dust clad contents. After which, he moved to the window and breathed in the fresh noon air. From there, he turned and fell back into the sofa, he sat still for a minute before getting up again. Again, he walked to the shelf, perused it once more before returning to his desk where he pressed both palms on it and let out a frustrated groan. He couldn't sit still. His wolf was highly agitated. He couldn't get himself to stop thinking about her, about the kiss, about her usual coldness towards him.He wants her.The kiss has only made it so hard to deny that fact.But how can you desperately want someone who clearly doesn't want you. What was the alpha to do with his pent up feelings for his mate who can't even hold a meaningful conversation with him?He had no idea what was going on and what he should