In the months following Dante’s leaving the pack Mj learned he surrendered himself to Alpha Talia as a peace offering for the pack member Mj killed in the challenge, and that she had not only accepted his offer but had agreed to make him the Alpha after their mating bond.
Mj had kept herself busy in the kitchens, pulling every shift she could to fill her days. She tried several times to pack her clothes and ask Azreal to move to a different room but she just couldn't tear herself away from the fading scent that still lingered, and as much as it broke her heart to be near him she couldn't make herself leave him the way he left her.
Mj no longer sat at the Alpha’s table for meals she simply ate between kitchen shifts, the only time she saw any of the other hunters was during training and even then she would be cordial dur
******* I will upload Chapter 1 under Legacy of the wolf but it will be a seperate book, Legacy of the wolf: War of the Wolves******** The haunted sounds of a wolf's broken-hearted song lit up the darkness inside Dante’s mind, just like it had done every night since he left his mate asleep in their bed almost a year ago. Dante turned his head on a swivel in the obscurity, even though he knew he was still asleep. “Why do you do this to me every night, Theo! Do you enjoy torturing me?” Dante spat the words into the darkness and was only answered by the forlorn echo of a pathetic whimper as Theron’s vast body sulked into view. The normally large majestic beast now looked ragged and old, his head hung low between his shoulders and the wolf walked with such an exaggerated bow in his back that his knuckles drug the ground like lifeless attachments, “you torture us all, ignorant boy.” Dante scowl
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!The sound of an alarm clock rings off the walls of a small run down studio apartment. Tucked at the back of the 3rd floor of a building that should have been condemned and torn down by now, except for the fact that the greasy landlord still made money off of those who couldn't afford anything else in this gutter swamp of a town.
The door chime rang and a silky voice spat out “good morning Louisiana peaches” Mj blushed and shot upright. she looked at Lou, half horrified and another voice rang out, just as deep as the first one but not as smooth to the ears. “I think that’s Georgia peaches bro but I get what you mean”. Mj could not believe her ears,” were they really talking about her ass right now?” She spun around on one heel to face
Mj took a deep breath and explained the morning to Beth so fast she thought she might faint. She explained that she was late and had to go pick up the cutlets that she missed this morning and how she dropped the keys and a greek god made lewd comments about her ass so she confronted him about it. “Good night” Beth began to say as she fanned herself with her hand “that's a hell of a morning and all dear, but what does that have to do with your head? And no, I don't think Lou would fire you for that” she said with a warm smile.
Mj could feel her ears turn hot and her cheeks flush and now she was furious. “What the hell gave this man the right?” She thought and decided to try an old trick she learned in her early years as a bartender. Some drunk asshole would make an advance more than once or confront her in the parking lot after shift when she was alone and she couldn't always overpower them physically, a few times they had grabbed her and she couldnt get free and had actually started to panic. But for whatever reason Mj always just became very calm and focused like she knew exactly what to do to get herself free of the situation. She had figured out that most of the time all these dirty fu
The others didn’t move an inch, they had no expression other than the wide eyed stare they each had locked on the man still holding onto Mj by the seat of her pants. “Please!” Mj began to plead quietly. She had stopped struggling in an act of defeat and at this point had all but fallen to her knees. Lou still wasn’t moving and Mj still wasn’t sure who all of these men were.
Dante walked up to Mj and gently loomed over her. “We have not been properly introduced” he paused as if waiting for her to run or slap him. Mj was so overrun at the moment the only thing she could do was wipe her eyes and stare at the man in front of her “You can call me Dante” he began “and these four clowns are harmless they just got a little over excited” he had started to come much closer to her now and once again Mj could feel little sparks of electricity pop all over her body, like internal fireworks.
Dante stood with his back against the front door, positioned so he could watch his little obsession work. He was paying absolutely no attention to what the others were talking about.He knew that Azreal, their alpha, had sent him and the other hunters here to check out some suspicious behaviour involving butchered cattle at the slaughterhouse.
******* I will upload Chapter 1 under Legacy of the wolf but it will be a seperate book, Legacy of the wolf: War of the Wolves******** The haunted sounds of a wolf's broken-hearted song lit up the darkness inside Dante’s mind, just like it had done every night since he left his mate asleep in their bed almost a year ago. Dante turned his head on a swivel in the obscurity, even though he knew he was still asleep. “Why do you do this to me every night, Theo! Do you enjoy torturing me?” Dante spat the words into the darkness and was only answered by the forlorn echo of a pathetic whimper as Theron’s vast body sulked into view. The normally large majestic beast now looked ragged and old, his head hung low between his shoulders and the wolf walked with such an exaggerated bow in his back that his knuckles drug the ground like lifeless attachments, “you torture us all, ignorant boy.” Dante scowl
In the months following Dante’s leaving the pack Mj learned he surrendered himself to Alpha Talia as a peace offering for the pack member Mj killed in the challenge, and that she had not only accepted his offer but had agreed to make him the Alpha after their mating bond.Mj had kept herself busy in the kitchens, pulling every shift she could to fill her days. She tried several times to pack her clothes and ask Azreal to move to a different room but she just couldn't tear herself away from the fading scent that still lingered, and as much as it broke her heart to be near him she couldn't make herself leave him the way he left her.Mj no longer sat at the Alpha’s table for meals she simply ate between kitchen shifts, the only time she saw any of the other hunters was during training and even then she would be cordial dur
Mj knew the guest house was code for a dungeon or prison but she had not expected it to actually be underground, Azreal had opened a door in the ground surrounded by bushes and guards with spot lights lining the perimeter. The hatch had led them down a stone staircase to a galley hallway that had singular cells lining it, the doors were metal with small slit windows and the entire place felt cold, as Mj reached out to touch a door Azreal grabbed her hand, “mercury and silver Mj...I wouldn't unless you wear gloves.” Mj pulled her hand back and Azreal motioned toward a room at the end of the galley, “she is behind the door on the end,” Mj took a few steps forward and Azreal touched her shoulder, causing her to turn her head to look at him. “She was part of this pack Mj, and she betrayed us all...her fate is upon you little sister, it was agreed by the pack as a whole.” Mj looked at Azreal and then be
Dante caught up to Mj quickly and although he could see the tears streaming from her face as they ran he didn't try to stop her, he could feel her desperate anger and hurt, the feeling surprised him a little because Mj had not been brought up on the stories of wolves but she still felt such an intense connection to her own ancestors she was grieving them now. After running for almost three miles Mj’s sprinting came to a slow stop and she turned around, burying her face into Dante’s chest. Mj wrapped her arms around his waist and cried silently into the hollow of Dante’s torso before she leaned back and let a blood curdling howl explode from her chest. Dante squeezed her tightly and they both looked toward the slumbering moon before releasing another cry to the listening sky above. Dante pulled Mj back into his chest and kissed the top of her head, “
**TRIGGER WARNING**Some of the events discussed in this chapter are NOT fictional and are extremely violent, reader beware Dante gingerly opened the door to his room and the crisp chirp of the first birds of the morning made it painfully clear he had been gone all night. After shutting the door he turned and his heart sank into his feet, Mj was asleep on his side of the bed with a book splayed open in one hand and his pillow clutched tightly to her chest with the other. Dante toed off his shoes and softly padded toward the bed with his prize held gingerly between his fingers, as Dante approached the bed he lifted his hand and began to stroke Mj’s face gingerly with a few white long stem lilies. The soft white curved flowers brushed across Mj’s cheek and she smiled slightly as a satisfied hum left her throat and she curled tighter Dante’s pillow, he
Briella did not need much time to corroborate the intruders story, they were also able to keep her identity a complete secret by simply blindfolding him while Dante and Lila rattled off questions they had already asked him twenty or so times and waiting for Briella to either nod her head yes that he was calm and truthful or shake it no that his thermal temperature gave away dishonesty or fear. After about half an hour of back and forth Lila began to sway on her feet and sigh with fatigue, Mj slid her hands underneath Lila’s elbows and leaned her chest into the Beta’s back. Lila hummed in appreciation as she leaned into her newest pack member to relieve some of the pressure on her feet, “would it be weird if I offered to be your chair.” Mj almost whispered in her ear and Lila pursed her lips as she hummed small giggles. “Normally I would say don't worry about me, bu
As Theron moved effortlessly through the trees he noticed that Mj’s body was trembling so he pulled her closer, wrapping both arms tightly around as much of her body as he could and tucking his head over his arms to warm her with his breath. The feel of the large beasts fur snaking around Mj’s body like a safety bubble had her skin alive and almost hypersensitive. The cold air was so intense it almost hurt as it blasted past her skin while they darted past trees moving toward the packhouse, Mj noticed that the pounding in her head seemed to ease as she snuggled in closer to Theron’s body and as she dug her fingers into his fur the electric feel of the skin beneath earned her a pacified grumbling pur from the enormous creature cradling her in its arms. The vibration from Theron’s satisfied purrs were causing more intensely sensitive sensations to wash over Mj and she began to almost
Mj was sleepy but she knew that danger was close, and as Theron set her on the ground she opened her eyes to a sight that drained all the color from her face. Walkers were laying dead and dismembered on the ground while the hunters advanced over their bodies like they were sandbags, Moxie had shifted and was hanging from a tree while Ace and Jay were still in human form but only barely. “You are not welcome to cause trouble during our full moon fire rouges...you will leave Quicksilver pack territory or you will be brought before the Alpha for judgment.” Mj watched Ace glance their way, “stay. Here.” Theron said to Mj before stalking closer to the still armed rouges, “You are not the only one who’s Alpha is an Original, you do not scare us and we are not rouge.” Theron growled and Mj felt the hair on her body stand on end as the wolf thrashed under her skin, she stro
Mj stood in front of the mirror for what seemed like an eternity, she had not noticed the continued bustling around her until the door opened again and a brush of cold air along with Lila’s tender touch brought her back to the room, “are you alright Mj?” Briella asked as Lila stood holding on to her elbow and looking at her like she expected an answer to a question Mj never heard. “Yea sorry...I’m just,” Briella cut her off “you are just so nervous I know...you could blot out the sun.” Lila rubbed Mj’s elbows soothingly and began to purr, “are you really that terrified of wearing a dress Mj...or is it the people?” Mj looked Lila in the eye and began to tremble, “I don't want him to see me like this,” she almost whispered and Lila squeezed her eyebrows together “who...Ace, the commander wont tease you and if he does then I will put him on bathroom clean up tonight