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Zev’s pov "No, because it’s not fair. Something inside of her is broken, and you’re making it worse. We all feel it. She needs help. Either her parents abused her or someone else, but there is something not right about her pack or family.” I told Raiden. Raiden shrugged, “that doesn’t mean you can’t date her.” I sighed, rubbing my hands through my curls, even though I knew it would mess them up. “She doesn’t need a boyfriend. She needs friends. Look, I know this started off as some weird game between us. You tried to make me jealous or something, and I let you. But she deserves better, man. You know it. Somehow we have both grown to care for her.” “As a friend.” Raiden asked with a tone that said he didn’t believe me. He didn’t believe I could be just friends with Atalanta? Well, he’s the one who showed everyone how he really felt on the dance floor yesterday. “A friend you find attractive enough to kiss on the neck and rub yourself against on the dancefloor. And she didn’t
Atalanta’s pov What was I supposed to do now that I knew they were only friends with me out of pity? Should I just tell General Sweets everything I know about them? Out of some kind of revenge? Because that doesn’t feel right. Even if it’s out of pity, these three people have done more for me than anyone has before. They see me. Not every part of me, but the one thing I’ve tried to hide. The one thing nobody ever seemed to care about. They see how much I’m hurting. And it kills me to know that to them, it's so easily visible. Does everyone see it? Did my family break me? Turn me into something broken and weak, or was I born that way? What did General Sweets call me? A damsel in distress? Do men find that attractive? Someone weak and fragile. Someone who needs help. “Are you nervous about training?” Suzie asked me, and I didn’t feel like lying. "Yes.” How could I not be nervous? Not only was I really confused about Raiden’s feelings for me. He seemed to find me attractive, whi
Hi, I'm once again waiting for my editor to lock my chapters. So I won't be posting more chapters until she does. As some of you know, my lack of motivation and sporadic updating has been partly to blame by the current situation. My readers have gone down, and it's been more difficult to get a contract for new stories or to get a reply back within a reasonable time. I will try to continue writing and then post them all at once if possible. Thank you for your support, and I hope it doesn't take long. And thank you to my kind readers who've reached out to let me know the story is still not locked. love, Naomi p.s this won't affect the updates for my other story.
Raiden’s povAs much as I thought I needed to be mean, it was impossible to keep it going. Not when I saw how much it was hurting our little mouse. Especially since she has seemed sad all day.Zev was right; I was trying to push Atalanta away, but in the process, I was doing more harm than good. It couldn’t end with me and her miles apart and her left in pieces.She’s fragile.Not just her body, but her mind too.Her body I can help fix, her mind... Yeah, that’s above my paygrade. All I can do is not make things worse.So, instead, I was civil. Which was difficult because every time she was near me, I wanted to touch her. Wanted to run my fingers through her hair and pull softly to see what kind of effect it had on her.I was doing so well. So well…Until I smelled her. Goddess. The steam of the shower made the scent of her arousal that much stronger.Was it because of me? Did I have the same effect on her as she did on me?“Shit!” I yelled out, my dick as hard as a bat. All I wanted w
Atalanta’s pov“These are the guest rooms. Alpha Albert wanted nothing but the best for you, all.” It was clear this was all meant for Raiden, because Alpha Albert didn’t seem to care for me or Zev.I could understand why he wouldn’t like me, but Zev had done nothing wrong.We all got our own rooms, something I did not expect. I thought I’d be rooming with Suzie here too, but it was dumb of me to think that.“Dump your stuff, and then we'll go down for lunch,” Suzie ordered before going to her own room.“I’ll take the one on the left; you’re next to me and Zev; you can take the one opposite our little mouse,” Raiden said to me and Zev.I nodded and headed inside, ready to unpack.Thanks to my birthday presents, I actually had some nice outfits to bring.But the first things I unpacked weren’t my clothes, but the letters I had received all week. We had started placing the letters in a less obvious place; now we hide them inside a book in the back of the library.We had been writing each
ZevWith every outfit, Atalanta seemed to gain some confidence. She started off with her eyes peeled to the floor, but the more compliments we gave her, the more she began to lift her head. She started looking at herself in the mirror and trying to decide if she liked the clothes.I don’t think she ever had a choice in what she was able to wear. Which is crazy, right?Or maybe it just didn’t interest her before?“That’s really cute, Lana. Let’s buy that.” Suzie spoke, while Raiden and I nodded in agreement.Raiden and Lana took turns showing off their outfits, although Suzie had picked out a lot more clothes than Raiden had.While I did my best to show enthiasm, my mind was elsewhere.Every day for a week, I had been able to write about my feelings, and every day I had gotten a reply. Writing letters to my new penpal had made me stop writing my mom, which had filled me with a guilt I didn’t expect.Would she look down from the moon and feel disappointed? Or was she happy I was finally
Atalanta’s povAlthough I don’t consider myself smart and I don’t know much about the world, there are things I’ve heard and seen growing up.Seeing my brother getting ready to go swimming. Him talking to our parents about learning to swim and seeing pictures of people swimming in the few text books I got when mom homeschooled me.And I also know that I have never swum.But it didn’t click until we were actually there, and I saw all the people wearing their bikinis and swimming trunks, jumping into the large pool.Swimming is a lot different than I thought it was.Mostly, the diving and jumping were different. They made themselves into a ball, splashing water everywhere.One thing I did realize soon enough was that it was better that I didn’t get into the pool. I was already ruining Zev and Raiden’s night by having them babysit me.Since I’m not good at most things, I’m pretty sure swimming won’t be any different.Thankfully, Raiden's stomach pulled him towards the barbeque, and he pul
Raiden’s povThis girl… This little mouse that suddenly grew balls and wanted to jump in the pool, say whatever she thought and straddled my lap, giving me the biggest tent in my swimming trunks I ever had.As she’s sitting underneath my arm, trying to hide her embarrassment, I’m replaying the hour or so she spent high as a kite.When Zev and the little mouse accidentally drank belladonna, I tried to act calm. Secretly, I was already plotting the death of the guy who served us the drink without a fair warning.Or maybe I wouldn’t kill him, I’d just drug him and then throw him in the pool with weights tied to his body so he could experience what Atalanta had.It was Zevm I was worried about most. If he started to hallucinate, what would he see? His mom?Or would he be reliving the worst possible night of his life, unable to stop it?While Zev didn’t voice his worries out loud, I knew what he was thinking.My loyalties had always been with Zev, but tonight I had to choose. And for some r
Raiden’s povAlthough we don’t celebrate Christmas, because you know, we don’t believe in Jesus or God, we do have our own celebration. Our celebration is rooted in pagan holidays such as Saturnalia, the winter solstice, and Yule, which also serve as the basis for Christmas, but we won't delve into that.The lights, the tree, the gifts—it's all there. Just no Santa and definitely no nativity stable and stuff.But I was working to a point… My point is, we have watched a few Christmas movies, and I am familiar with some of the songs.And the one that keeps repeating in my head is, “he’s making a list. He’s checking it twice.”I have a list as well. It’s sort of like a naughty or nice list, but it only contains those who have been bad. Those that need punishment.And I am not talking about some coal in their stocking. No… Just some good old-fashioned murder.First on my list is, of course, that fucking dickhead General Sweets. Not far behind are mommy dearest and stepdaddy. I’ve already
Atalanta’s povI looked around me, trying to hear and see if anyone noticed me. I had run here quickly, and with my size, I wasn’t as noticeable as Raiden or Zev. But I am still a wolf in a hunter's village.Everyone around me seemed too busy with the wolves near the borders of the village. People were either hiding or going out to fight, none of them expecting one of the wolves had already gotten through.I could run back. I could stick to the plan. But this is probably where the scout is being held. This could be a chance to free him.While I had my eyes closed during the night the General took me down to his laboratory, I could still hear and smell. And the only other person who was there was the doctor. Most of the people here weren’t even aware of the experiments the General performed.There could be a chance he was hiding him elsewhere, a place prisoners usually are kept. But I had this feeling in my gut. General Sweets would want more than information if he found a strong male w
Atalanta’s povTo say I was freaking out was an understatement. The only thing holding me together was reminding myself why we were doing this.It was for our future. Raiden, Zev, and I together, having our own family.And a safe place to raise that family with people that we cared about.I don’t know when the idea of having a family, of having a baby, popped up in my head. It might have been because of Zev’s letter.Even now that we’re marked, he continues to write me little notes or letters on the days I’m scheduled to work alongside Raiden or Odin.In one of them he shared how Suzie made him see sense by showing him what he could have. He described this family, with us as parents. There was no intent behind it, no pressure for me to have a baby. He was just saying that in a perfect world, one day that could be us.And it made sense. Zev and I both wanted a loving family more than anything. Raiden already has a loving family, so he’s in less of a hurry.‘And he wants you all to hims
Zev’s pov“Do you think Odin remembers what I told him about hunters using the bow and arrow first? because it makes less noise?” Lana asked while Raiden kissed her neck.She moaned softly as I unbuttoned her shirt, as instructed by Raiden during the meeting.‘We’re going to distract our mate as much as possible while enjoying each other to the fullest.’ Raiden had mindlinked me earlier. ‘I need your help, because I’m pretty sure she’s freaking the fuck out.’He had used his stupid alpha voice when he asked me. I’m not even sure he realizes he uses a different voice for some things. It’s like more authoritarian, lower somehow?To me it just sounds stupid, because I’ve grown up with the man. Honestly, it sounds like a little boy's version of how a big, strong man should sound.But if it makes him feel good, who cares, right?I removed one sleeve, and then the next, while Raiden’s kisses went lower. “He knows, little mouse.”Lana looked at me, “first bows, then guns, then knives for clos
hi, I'm sorry for the lack of updates. Last Friday I had a meeting about my oldest and the school informed me he is doing so well, they think he can transfer to a different type of school. so, from special education to a school that still has smaller classes, but the kids there need less help. he's currently going to a school with kids who are on the autism spectrum, have adhd or behavior issues. it would be a chance for him to be in a classroom that isn't as loud or disruptive. Anyway, I've been busy contacting schools and visited two today. also my husband got a vasectomy today, so I'm his nurse lol. tomorrow I should be able to write. but I wanted to explain why it's been a bit hard to find time. I'm fine, just busy.
Raiden’s povBeing the alpha is fucking awesome. Especially when you have many people around to do all the parts of the job you don’t want to do. I’m the alpha of delegating.I don’t like numbers, so, Zev, why don’t you and Stephen handle it?I’d rather hang out with my mate instead of speaking to a girl I used to hook up with once, because she has a complaint. Suzie, you’ve got this. Go speak to someone who's probably going to be pissed because I don't remember anything past her name.I need to talk to some alphas who are supposed to be our allies. You know what, Dad… Aah, fuck, that is actually something only an alpha can do.To send someone else would look like I was disrespecting them. Not that I respect most of these dickheads; they’ve been working against me and my mate behind our backs.But it’s been a few weeks now since we took over, and I think it’s time to start hunting these hunters. And I’d rather do it with more people than less.Which means I need other packs to support
Atalanta’s pov“Are you getting your period or something?” Raiden asked before Zev hit him against his arm.“You can’t just ask a woman that!”Raiden rolled his eyes, “as if you would know when she’s about to have her period; you have only been back in this relationship for a little over a week.”“That’s not the point!” Zev argued back, while I stayed quiet, watching them fight over nothing.“What is the fucking point then?” Raiden asked. “Atalanta has been more quiet than usual and a bit grumpy,” he looked at me. “Sorry, little mouse, but you are a bit moody.” Then went back to Zev, “it’s just a question.”Zev sighed, “it could be many things, and to blame it on hormones is so immature.”“Besides,” Suzie added. “Lana was probably never allowed to behave differently during her periods back home, so who knows how differently she acts around that time? I mean, I never noticed anything, and we shared a room.”Raiden looked at her while shaking his head in disbelief, “you do know we share
Atalanta’s pov“Today was perfect, everything… Just, thank you, Lana. The breakfast, my surprise, the party. I’ll thank the rest later, but I knew you had a hand in most of it.” Suzie said, as we walked to the woods together.“Not the car; I had no idea Raiden was doing that.” I replied.“Yeah, that’s crazy.” Suzie laughed nervously.“Are you sure you want me there and not him?” I knew it might be better if her future alpha was here, instead of someone who had only shifted once.She shook her head, “no. I want you there. Besides, if Stephen and Raiden were both there, they would end up bickering, and I would be too busy telling them to shut up to shift.”I giggled, “probably.”“Besides, your first shift was so different. With the being knocked out and everything. I think you need a do-over. And I like the idea of doing this together with someone for the first time. I don’t need someone telling me what to do; I have my wolf for that. I just need people around me who have my back. Who wi
Raiden’s pov‘It was so beautiful to see, and I just can’t believe how well the shift went.’ Atalanta said this as we ran back to the packhouse, still in our wolf shape.‘Uh-huh,’ I replied.She giggled, ‘you don’t want to talk right now?’‘No,’ I answered truthfully, until Zev loudly scoffed in our shared mindlink.‘Raiden! You can’t just say that!’‘Little mouse, normally I would love to hear all about how you supported your friend and how well your second time shifting went. I would love nothing more than to hear every single detail about tonight, but after. Not now.’Our mate giggled, while Zev growled. ‘You’re such an ass.’I sighed, ‘Zev… You know me better than anyone. Do you honestly think I possess the patience to listen to a story mere minutes after our mate informed us she wants to mark me?’‘Us.’“Yeah, whatever us. Do you think I’d actually be able to listen to anything she has to say? It would be a disservice to our sweet mate to let her tell her story about tonight, beca