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111. Happy
Naomi D.And another light chapter. There might be a few more happy chapters before we end up going to war. But they deserve some happiness after all the drama. I might do next chapter from SUzie's pov. Not sure yet.
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Hunting for our Mate 1. Greek Tragedy
Atalanta’s pov “Those are the twins.” My new roommate, Suzie, said. I had been here one week now, and she kept hanging around me. Suzie…. It’s such a sweet name. Why did a werewolf name their daughter something so nice? Probably so that nobody suspects anything. I mean, she doesn’t look like a werewolf. She’s pretty, really friendly, and generous. Nothing you’d think a monster looks like. It’s probably an act. But why would you feel the need to act around your peers? Why be so nice to me? Nobody is ever nice to me. As soon as the two men, because while they might not be eighteen yet, they sure looked like men, came around the corner, I stood there with my mouth open. They'd warned me that werewolf men were attractive. They are all extremely attractive, probably to hide that ugly part of them inside. But these two were beyond attractive. Beautiful? Godlike? I don't know, but I couldn't look away from them. “Twins?” I asked after swallowing the saliva that had gathere
Hunting for our Mate 2. Little Mouse
Raiden’s pov“You’re mean,” my best friend Zev said.It was just a joke.The girl needed to get some hair on her chest. Not literally; I mean, some people might be into that sort of thing, but I like my girls as hairless as possible.But she needs to toughen up. I have no clue why anyone that timid and shy is here. Nothing about her screams high-ranking wolf. She looks sick, weak, and maybe kind of pretty with those big blue eyes and pouty lips. If you like that heroine chic look, I guess.This is an academy for the best of the best. A school where you can learn to become even better so you can serve your pack. A place where you can make allies that can benefit you for years to come.My grandpa is actually the one who started this school as a way for our packs to learn to get along. We were so busy fighting stupid pack wars that we failed to realize how much we had in common.But that wasn’t even the primary reason to open the school. Grandpa Vince explained to me a few years ago, bef
Hunting for our Mate 3. Best Friend
Zev’s pov I had no clue why Raiden invited the poor girl. She’s not the type of girl who hangs around him. Not the type of girl he invites back to our room. Not that Raiden’s very picky. As long as they have boobs and a pretty face, he's game. That man is an ass man, though. If the girl has a good butt, he’ll try extra hard for her to like him. Not that he really has to try. Raiden is one of the most well-known Alpha heirs. People want to hang around him all the time, either to try and get a meeting with his dad or to be friends with the next Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack. Alliences with our pack are like covited treasures. I guess I’m lucky. I don’t have to do anything. I’m born to be his best friend. Our mothers were best friends. They became pregnant together and even gave birth to us on the same day. Mom died when I was young, and ever since Luna Grace and Alpha Ethan took me in. They’re like my parents in a way. I’m lucky to have them in my life. Grace, Ethan, Raiden, and
Hunting for our Mate 4. Letter
Atalanta’s povI couldn’t believe how much food Raiden bought for me. I knew I couldn’t refuse it, even though I could never finish it. But I hoped that I could take some back with me.It meant I would have food for a few days.But then Raiden ate it all, and I’m embarrassed to say I almost cried when I saw him shove everything inside like it was nothing. I shouldn’t have been surprised; he had been cruel to me from the moment we met.Well, not all the time. It was very confusing. He would call me mouse, "our mouse", which meant who's? Zev’s and his? Or everyone’s?And then he would buy me food, which seemed nice but also felt like a test. But then the cookie... Why did he feed me part of a cookie?And why. And this is the big one. Why did I like it when he called me “a good girl”? Probably because no one has ever called me good. Yeah, that must be it.It took a lot of money to send me and my brother here, which I was reminded of countless times. But since General Sweets, our leader,
Hunting for our Mate 5. Fantasy
Raiden’s povCertain classes were mandatory, but there were some you could choose from. Of course, I go to every Alpha class the academy provides, taking full advantage of my time here.It was also a great way to train with other alpha heirs. After a while, it gets pretty boring sparring with the same people. We with alpha genes are built differently, and we’re a lot stronger than the average wolf.So far, nobody has been able to beat me in a sparring match, but that might change once some of these here get their wolves.When we get our wolf, we grow even stronger. We’ll be able to shift, mindlink our pack, and more. I can’t wait.I wonder what my wolf will be like. In some cases, their personalities match those of their human counterparts, but sometimes they’re polar opposites. Whatever the Moon Goddess deems necessary, I guess. Same goes for our mates.And after the day I had, I need to blow off some steam.I have no clue why it doesn’t bother Zev that I keep annoying our little mou
Hunting for our Mate 6. Breakfast
Atalanta’s pov“I can’t be there tomorrow,” Suzie whispered.“What do you mean?” I replied.“I have practice tomorrow. Very early. I’m sorry.”At the academy, they had special werewolf training, but they also had other teams you could join. One of them was tracks, where you, I guess, run on a track? They had a few other clubs; some weren’t athletic either, but since I wasn’t going to stay long, I had not looked into those.It wouldn’t help with my mission anyway. And I was already behind on homework since none of the werewolf classes were mentioned in the homeschooling I received. And even normal classes like math were hard for me because mom would often make me do chores while she taught Archer. She said I didn’t need to know any of that anyway.So I wouldn’t have the time to join a club, even if I wanted to.But this meant that I would be having breakfast with Raiden and Zev, and whoever else would join us, by myself.Thus far, Suzie has stuck up for me. I wasn’t sure why, but I rea
Hunting for our Mate 7. Ours
Zev’s pov“You’re going to lose!” I yelled as I started beating up his avatar, pushing buttons as fast as I could.Raiden smirked, “you’re never this competitive. Did something happen? Did I get under your skin? I can’t always step it up, you know. Maybe next mealtime, I will flirt a bit harder. Or maybe, -“I sighed, making Raiden stop midsentence. “Just stop it. It won’t work.”“You’re lying… You like our little mouse.”“If your aim is to get me to fall for her, why do you continue to call her ours?” I teased my friend back.He shrugged, “because she is. Until she’s not... when you claim her as yours."Goddess. Was he always this annoying?Yeah. He was, but it wasn’t usually directed at me. Raiden had always wanted me to meet girls, but he never worked this hard to make it happen. He had said a few things or tried to set me up on a double date, but most of the time it was just jokes and nothing more.But this? This felt different.I hadn’t even seen Raiden hang around a girl he had
Hunting for our Mate 8. By Any Means
Atalanta’s pov Raiden’s questions were making me nervous, and I didn’t even realize I was tapping my food. Lying didn’t come naturally to me. Being close to people didn’t feel normal to me. Having a normal conversation was already very strange since I was usually ignored. But I had done my best to remember my bio by heart. Did the hunter back home think I wouldn’t stand out? That I’d never have to answer even one of these questions? Did they see me as a mouse as well? Someone who’s small and can go wherever she wants without being noticed? Because, for some reason, these two men do notice me. They notice me far too well. Stay calm, Lana. I thought, trying to test the new nickname out. Raiden’s hand grabbed my upper leg, keeping it still. But it didn’t stay there. His large hands moved up and down, trying to calm me. But instead, it was doing something else. Did he notice how dangerously close his fingers came to my core each time his hand went up? Zev sat on my other side
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