Marcella’s POV
“Hey Darlin, do you want me to dress up or down for tonight?” Evander asks.It’s graduations tonight. Mark, Trent, Ki, and I are walking and then the Packhouse is having a party. But we agree the only party we want is in our respective bedrooms with our mates.“I mean, jeans and a button down,” I say, fixing my hair. “Are my lips too big?”“What?” Evander asks confused.“My lips.”“Stop, your lips are perfect, you are perfect, don’t become an insecure crazy girl now,” Evander warns me, making me laugh.We go down and I see my classmates looking their best. Tiff, and her Minions have recovered but stay far away from us.“I can’t believe I am watching my mate graduate high school,” Tyson says.“Same bro,” Evander fist bums Tyson.“It's what you get for robbing the cradle,” Mark says, pulling Tyson in for a kiss. They love each other so much.“Let’s get out of here, I want my dang diploma!” Trent says.“He gets a pay raiseBridget’s POV (Bridget as Marcella, Fran is fake as well)“You look so helpless, too bad Alpha Females aren’t immune to wolfsbane,” I fake pout. “It's nice seeing you helpless finally. The way you made me helpless.”She doesn’t speak.Fran- She is in shock.Me- I am not used to you just popping up like that.Fran- You asked me to fool Dexter.Me- Right, so talk to him not me.Fran- You really are a bitch, no wonder your wolf left you.“Give me the dress and put her in this,” I undress and take her clothes. Once we are switched, I wave good-bye and skip over to where Evander and the rest are.“Sis,” Wesley hugs me. “Please don’t be angry. I thought it would be funny. I’m so….”He pulls away and I realize I’m not hugging him back. Doesn’t she have like a sick love of her brother or something? I grab him and pull him close.“It’s okay, I’m over it,” I lie.Wesley looks at me with suspicion. “Okay. I guess Fran talked you do
Marcella’s POV (Real Marcella)“Such a pretty girl. Mating has done wonders for you,” Frank whispers as he drags me onto a private plane.I still can’t move very well; I also can't contact Fran. Only one thing can do this to a wolf. Wolfsbane. That damn flower should be outlawed.I feel like I can move a little now, but if I do, they will try to dose me again.If I can act like it’s working, they will let their guards down and I will kill them. Oh yeah, they will die. I know I’m in the air flying away from Evander but in my weakened state without Fran, I’d die for sure.“If the Alpha wasn’t claiming her as his mate, I’d say let’s pass her around,” one of the warriors say.“Have fun lads. My mate is scarier than she is pretty,” another says laughing.“Well, the unmated of us can enjoy this one a little. She isn’t a virgin or anything,” Frank slides his had up my leg. “I’ll see what Alpha says.”“Beta has balls to ask permission to fuck his Luna,” a warrior laughs.“Alpha is going to gi
Victor’s POV“I remember a time when we were friends once. You and my mom even got along,” I say to Bridget. “What changed?”Bridget looks at me with sadness. “I don’t remember.”“She realized you and your mother are trash,” Lucy tells us. “Just like Marcella.”“I get you not liking my mom,” I tell Lucy. “But really, it’s Dad you should be angry with. He accepted her. He never even offered to reject her. And when she tried to reject him, he refused.”“Dad refused?” Bridget asks me.“He is lying. That whore did what Marcella did. She refused, Daniel loved me,” Lucy screams. Kesly slaps her in the mouth.“Ask her about the pink potion,” I tell Bridget.Bridget looks at me and I see a haze. I’ve never noticed before. “Luna Kesly, look into Bridget’s eyes.”“What am I looking for?” Kesly looks into Bridget’s eyes and realization sweeps over her face. “Bridget, tell me about your mate.”“Havel, he is a warrior. Elite level. I rejected him on my birthday. Just like Evander and I promised ea
Evander’s POVFrom Marcella’s Diary:March 9th, 2022My Ceremony is all I can think about now. I know it’s old fashioned, but I want a full ceremony no matter who I am mated to. I want it under a full moon. I want an archway covered in Forget Me Nots. My aisle will be white satin with blue pedals on it. The moon will be the most light, but if we need more, I want fairy lights strung over the guests' chairs. I will wear an off the shoulder white dress, my hair braided down my back, with a crown of white roses. I want my mate in a tailored black suit with a dark blue shirt, and a black necktie. My father will walk me down the aisle to “Storybook Love” from The Princess Bride. When we get to the end, my dad will shake my mate’s hand and tell him, “Take care of her.” And my mate will promise to do just that.We will say human traditional wedding vows. And then he will mark me. And I will mark him. We will have dinner and then sneak off to make love all night.“MOM!” I say, looking at the b
Marcella’s POV“Evander, don’t stop,” I moan as he thrusts into me. “I’m so close.”I move against him and finally feel the explosion I have been dying for.“Fuck, Marcella,” Evander grabs the headboard and pulls deeper and harder into me, making himself cum.We both make little noises as we ride out our orgasms. After marking, the female only gets about a week before her heat starts.We have a lot to do this week. I need to transfer power of Pack Westmoreland to my parents. They have asked Mark and Ty to stay as Betas since Victor can take over here. Everyone loved the idea.Dr. Lang is creating a record of Bridget being in a coma for two years so she can reapply to Northwestern.We visited Bridget briefly. It was like meeting a totally different person. Even mom and I felt bad for what she had been through.It’s easier to forgive a regretful remorseful person and Bridget is both of those things.We have three days to get everything sorted, because I will be enjoying my heat in a hut
Bridget’s POVAnnabelle- Oh girl! I am so glad you can hear me!Me- Me too. I can’t believe I lived two years without you.Annabelle- Our mate has moved on and gotten a second chance. We will get a second chance too.Me- I don’t think I’m ready.Annabelle- No, not yet.Me- I’m excited about college. I’m as excited as I was two years ago before Lucy.Annabelle- I wanted to warn you. I really did. I never thought she would have silenced me.Me- I never thought she would be okay with my death.Annabelle- I’m here for you. Mark and Victor will be here all summer, Dad and Abby too.Me- I know. I’m glad for that.Annabelle- We will be okay.“Hey there,” Mark jumps into my room. “I hear you are my real sister and not a pod person.”I can’t help but laugh.“I’m told I’m back. Annabelle is back,” I tell him. “Cute mark.”“Hot right. Mr. Drake is mine, all mine. You didn’t ever with him, did you?” Mark asks me.“No,” I assure him.“Good, I was actually worried,” Mark looks relieved.“So, when d
Warning this Chapter is Marcella in heat. It’s slightly shorter, but it’s all steam. Read with a glass of water, it’s about to get hot.Marcella’s POV“Why in the hell is there a pink vibrator in your bag?” Evander asks me as we are unpacking.We are going to be here for three weeks, may as well be comfortable.“In case you can’t keep up when my heat starts.” I tell him batting my eyes.“Oh you think I can’t keep up,” Evander looks challenged. GOOD!“Well, I mean, you were basically dysfunctional for two years,” I have changed into my bikini and start walking toward the pool outside.“Oh, I’ll show you dysfunctional,” Evander undresses and jumps into the pool with me.My bottoms are discarded, and his lips are on my neck.I hold the pool wall to keep my head above the water. He enters me from behind. I hold us both up as he thrusts into me.“Evander,” I moan as one of his hands snakes my body and finds my clit. It’s not long before I’m holding the wall for dear life, screaming in abso
Bridget’s POV“Thank you, Bridget,” Mrs. Taylor says as I bring her the muffins today.It’s my favorite part of the day. I used to do this with Abby and Kesly when I was a little girl. We hand out baked goods every day to widows. Over the years between rogue attacks and the one war we have lost warriors. They left behind mates and children.Kesly likes to check on the widows every day. When a werewolf loses their mate, they can lose themselves. By checking in on them daily, Kesly knows who needs extras support and who is coping. “I miss my smiling Luna Marcella, how are they fairing?” I hear Mrs. Curby ask Kesly.“Well, when I spoke to my son last night, her heat is over, and they are traveling the packs in China now. They will start working their way west, ending in Glasgow where they will fly to New York and then home,” Kesly tells her.“Oh Bridget, it is so nice to see you back out here. We have missed your sweet face as well,” Mrs. Curby tells me, seeing me. “I hear plan