SIX MONTHS AFTER THE FULL MOON MATING
CASPIAN.
With pride swelling in my chest, I watched Andrea showcase her ability to defend herself against one of our warriors. She was learning fast and it only proved to me what I already knew from the beginning - my Luna is a strong female despite the innocent face that she carried.
It had been months since she requested to be trained, and since we were in the process of adding females to our list of warriors, it only seemed fitting that the Luna of the pack would be trained with them.
Many things have happened in the last six months. We still have to have the Luna Ceremony. As much as I wanted to have it right away, I respected Andrea’s decision. She wanted to prove herself worthy of the title, so she worked hard every day for her training and reached out to the females of the pack, making her presence known and, at the same time, letting the pack females know she was one of them.
And every day, s
Hello, lovelies, I knew there might be questions about what transpired in the conversation between Andrea and Riley, but this is not for Andrea and Caspian to tell. It is Riley’s. So I will be leaving this hanging, and I promise you it will be in his book. It was enough for now that Andrea could start healing from her past and could move on with her own mate. ☆♡☆
TWELVE YEARS AFTER. CASPIAN. "Mommy! Mommy! Zach is annoying me again! Tell him to stop following me!" Amber’s voice erupted into the air as she ran forward to where I was. Sitting contentedly on my lap was my mate, my Luna. My arms around Andrea’s waist tightened as I pulled her backward. Her back collided with mine as I stopped her from rising. "Don’t mind her, she’s been complaining all day about him, and yet she kept appearing in front of him to get his attention." Andrea chuckled, and I think she was doing that eye roll too as she rested her back on my chest. We’ve been sitting under the tree in front of the pack house while watching the ground swarm with pups. Today was Cyrus and Amber’s tenth birthday. Our twins. Cyrus was our firstborn, and although I was happy to have an Alpha heir for our firstborn, I couldn’t stop the pang of sadness that crossed my heart when the doctor declared that we had a boy. I loved my son, but I also wanted a girl. I remembered Andrea sq
Hello, lovelies! Beta Paul's story will start earlier than I planned since Alpha Riley's book was not yet launched and might take another day or two. So in the meantime, let's enjoy the beginning of Beta Paul and Alba's story (A BETA'S HEART). I will try to finish the story as soon as I can, so as not to leave you all hanging for a long time. Also, if you will notice, there are free chapters since those chapters were almost similar to the ones you already paid for in Alpha's Caspian's book. But I suggest that you still read them since I added a few thoughts and conversations to them. That's all for today! Enjoy and let me know your thoughts. For chapter teasers and to see how I envisioned Beta Paul and Alba, you may check
THREE YEARS AGO. Paul - 18 years oldAlba - 19 years old PAUL. I was fucking hungry. I almost forgot I hadn’t eaten the whole day if my stomach didn’t growl and catch my attention. A day was not enough for all the things I needed to do. Three days ago, my pack, the Blue Meadows Pack was attacked by rogues who were aiming to take over the pack so they could get their hands on the mining quarry that was situated in the middle of our territory. We were able to stop them. We won, but we lost too many. Including our pack Alpha, Alpha Gustav, and his Beta. His Gamma is currently in the hospital fighting for his life. And, with all of the highest-ranking wolves gone, I was thrown into the post, along with the young Alpha Caspian and Carlos, out of necessity. I am the new Beta of the Blue Meadows Pack, and the title comes with a responsibility that I was still trying t
ALBA.My name is Alba Adams.An Alpha Female. The youngest and only female in a brood of four.My father is Alpha Vesmont of the Green Valley Pack. One of the high-ranking members of the Council.So yes, a lot was expected of me.But I am Alba. I bowed to no one. I make my own rules too.I spent the last three years perfecting my skills in human combat, so when my cousin, Alpha Riley, of the Silver Moon Pack, decided to lend a hand and help his neighboring pack being attacked by a group of organized rogues, I didn’t think twice about joining in.And as much as Riley didn’t approve of it, he couldn’t do anything.What Alba wants, Alba gets.Well, except for one thing. The only thing I ever wanted that was not given to me.My mate. My fated one.Three years ago, on the day of my nineteenth birthday, I was in a small restaurant in the neutral city with some of my friend
So I guess this is it. Game on. I stepped out of Riley’s car, ready to spring into action when my body went rigid when his scent hit me. My mate's scent. It was stronger than the first time I smelt him. He smelled of cedarwood and mint. It was intoxicating, and despite the smell of blood mixed with the disgusting smell of rogues, I found myself getting aroused. My eyes scanned the area while keeping my guards up, and then I found him. In his wolf form. No wonder his scent was too strong. He didn't notice me, but I didn't mind as I watched him in awe. Time stood still and I forgot I was in the middle of the battlefield. The dark-grey wolf I was watching was skillfully maneuvering his body to counter the rogue attack. He was moving flawlessly, and I couldn't stop my heart from palpitating. He was... he was too perfect. Or at least his wolf was. I snapped back from my trance the moment
PAUL. I didn’t expect to see my mate while my pack was being attacked. And I didn’t expect her to be this good at combat. She was fucking beautiful and fucking good at fighting. I couldn’t help the smile from tugging on my lips the whole time I was fighting alongside Alba. She was fucking perfect! I couldn't keep my eyes from following her every move. I had never seen a female fight as flawlessly as she could. In fact, I rarely see females on the battlefield, especially not in our pack. We never had female warriors and we never trained them. But, given how effective and mesmerizing she appears right now, I believe we need to shift our perspective on female warriors. With the right training and guidance, they could be on par with our finest male warriors. "Focus on the rogues and not on my ass, mate!" She winked at me before doing a somersault to reach the next rogue on her target. I shook my head and put
"Paul… He’s an Alpha." "And you’re my mate. I will die trying." She raised her gaze at me and her eyes started to water. "You left me. And I tried looking for you, but I didn't find you. So I moved on." "Will you let me explain why? It might be a shitty reason, but hear me out first." "I love him, Paul. And what I feel for you right now, might just be the pull of the mate bond. So I don’t know…" "Four months. I have four months. Give me a chance. And if by then you still want him, I will let you go." She was biting her bottom lip so hard. "Alba…" She nodded her head and offered me a forced smile. "Okay. But I don’t want you to expect anything…" I smiled at her, my hand raised to cup her cheek, letting my thumb brush her soft skin as sparks traveled everywhere in my body. "No. Finding you tonight was something beyond my expectations. I’m not going to expect anything, but I will not let you go without a figh
ALBA. "If we kissed, you’re not going to tell anyone that we did? Will you?" I didn’t know why I said those words, all I knew was his scent was intoxicating me, putting me in a daze and I wanted nothing but to feel his body against mine. And his lips. I’ve been wondering the whole night how it would feel to have a taste of him. At this point, I knew I should be worried about Riley or about my boyfriend, Lucas, but I didn't know why all my thoughts were about Paul. I couldn’t help it. And I couldn’t stop my desire for him. In seconds, I felt my body being moved before my back was pressed against the cold wall. Paul’s arm was coiled against my waist while his other hand was holding the nape of my neck before his lips crashed into mine. Sparks. There were too many sparks, and I felt my body was about to explode at the intensity of his touch. And his kiss. It was too much for my aching core. I parted