StormI stand feeling conflicted."Go speak to Julian, explain the situation, and then find Quinn. Right now, you need to explain to Julian," my mum smiles, and I nod.Walking through, I go into the other room and see him pacing. Opening my mouth to speak, he stops me by speaking to himself."How long? How fucking long have you known about your mate?" He shouts, and I try to work out the words."A few days. Today was only the second time I saw him." I whisper."Only the second time? You make it sound like it's nothing!" He continues to pace. "You said you loved me today! How can you do that when you know your mate is living here, that close by?" He shouts, and William steps forward."It's fine, William; please give us space." I look at him, and he glances between us."If you continue to shout at the princess and swear, I will have you escorted out," William snaps and storms out."Where does this leave me? Us? Is there even a us?" Julian looks at me."I don't know. I've spent the past
StormWilliam is standing close by, and I am guessing that is Darius’ order after what just happened.I stay standing with my mum. She told me to calm down first, and she was right. My raging emotions right now won't help. It certainly won't help Quinn, who likely doesn't know how to stop himself from feeling what I do.We talk for a short while until I am calm again, only when I finally feel calm and ready, William rushes past us."What's going on?" I ask as I see other guards following. We move and follow William, getting towards the main gates, where everyone is."What's happened?" My mum looks at Alpha Tony."Quinn tried leaving, but they stopped him," he explains. I push through the guards and soldiers, with my mum following. As I break free, I see Quinn facing my dad and Darius.Wow. I know they said he does fire magic, and I'm not entirely sure what I thought I saw or what I expected it to be. It's real fire, which shocks me.How isn't it burning his hands? I'm not even sure ho
QuinnI'm not sure what I did to make Storm hate me, but she did. She shouted and made me aware I should leave. For some reason, I had a strong urge of wanting to stop her from hurting.My primary focus was on protecting her and stopping her from hurting, so I did as she told me and left or tried to. Only they stopped me, and things began to get worse. The hurt and panic that flooded me when Storm confronted me was still right there.It meant when they refused to let me leave, I panicked more. More of the fact she would hate me even more when she realised I was still here. I tried begging, I tried to threaten, and nothing worked.Which made everything bad; I lost control. I know I did, as I couldn't control the fire. I couldn't separate the emotions from the magic. Their attempts to stop the fire seemed to only make it worse.I pull the wet, frozen shirt from my body. I still remember it. She just appeared in front of me, and I saw the ice water flying towards her. I'm not even sure h
StormI walked out of the room and towards the kitchen."Princess Storm, may I assist you?" May looks at me as I'm about to open the kitchen door."No, thank you, I'm just getting a drink," I smile at her and walk into the kitchen. Grabbing two drinks, I walk back out and see my parents."I don't know much yet," I say quickly."We were making sure you're okay," My mum says while smiling."I'm fine, but he has no idea about werewolves. He's never shifted, either. He also doesn't know about bonds, mates and things. So that won't have helped and would have confused him when he felt my emotions," I explain."You can't shift until we have seen him do it and know he's safe." Darius looks at me."You think he has a darkened wolf?" I ask."I'm unsure of everything right now; Grant had the research, so until he shifts with us close by, you need to keep your distance when he does." My mum explains, and I nod."That's fine," I reply, knowing that there is a chance his wolf is darkened."Has he s
QuinnI'm unsure of everything Storm has told me. She said it was our choice, and I was willing to ignore whatever this mate thing was for her. I know she misses her friend; even now, while she is speaking to me, I can feel her hurt.Yet she won't let me ignore it? She would be happier if I did, and then her friend could come back."Can you hear your wolf?" Her words have me turning to look at her. I nod in response."I'm simply ignoring him as he won't shut up," I mutter. Sketching helps take my mind off it.She laughs quietly. "Don't ignore it. You've not heard your wolf in years, so listen. Give him time, pay attention to what he says as he will help you understand things more," she smiles at me."I'm not sure I want to listen to him," I whisper, and she looks at me with a confused expression. "They sometimes lie or trick you into things," I explain. It's one of the reasons I wasn't allowed to shift, and when I spoke to my wolf, I would be punished for trusting it."No!" Storm turn
StormI watch as Quinn leaves, turning I glare at Asher. I don't understand why he had to come in and act like an idiot! It just annoys me every time he does it."Why are you here?" I ask annoyed."You really like him, don't you little sis?" Asher asks."Ash, I'm not in the mood for your games," I say as I walk towards the door to leave, his hand grips mine and stops me."Sorry, sis, I'll try not to be a prick," he grins, and I groan."It's not in your nature to be normal, Ash," I mutter, and he nods. He sits and leans back in the chair."He can draw, right?" He asks, and I nod. "Then show him to the art studio, let him know he can go in there and use it any time he wants," Asher explains."That's yours and Dad's space." It's the place they go to when they want to forget about their titles and the expectations put on them."I've spoken to Dad; he agreed he could use the room. It might help him," he shrugs slightly. Sorry for joking and being a prick. Dad explained things to me, so why
As the first snowflake settled, it whispered secrets of a winter tale waiting to unfold. A tale of pain, love and heartbreak.I push the brush across the wooden floor, even though there is nothing that needs cleaning. Alpha Draven expects perfection, which requires me to clean multiple times a day.God forbid a spec of dust falls. It might be missed if I only sweep once or twice a day."Mutt!" I froze upon hearing his voice. "Mutt!" Sighing, I place the brush down and rush into the other room. He turns in his chair and smiles at me."Yes, Master." I move and kneel, my head lowering as I await his orders."We have company tonight. Ensure the tables are set. There will be fifteen guests.""Yes, Master, I will get it done. Is there anything else?""These guests are important, and I trust that you will behave appropriately and follow orders tonight."I don’t have a choice. Alpha Draven forgets that it’s his choice, not mine. "I will, Master." I hear him rise and keep my head lowered. Unab
I stay with Alpha Ethan but can feel Alpha Draven’s eyes on me the entire time. I also notice Beta Luca watching me closely. They are expecting me to refuse, to fight. I can’t; it’s not like I have a wolf or power to escape them. It’s also not like I have a wolf to protect me and help me battle the weather if I am forced to kneel outside naked again.“For you.” I watch Alpha Ethan hold out a glass.“Thank you, Sir. However, I am not allowed to drink without Alpha Draven’s approval first.”He smiles, seemingly pleased by my words. I watch as he looks at Alpha Draven, raising the glass and pointing towards me. Alpha Draven gives an approving nod.“Now you can.” He holds out the glass, waiting for me to take it. I never drink. I would rather not drink. Refusing it, however, is defying the order that Alpha Draven gave me. So my hand wraps around the glass, lifting it. I take a sip. Coughing as it burns the back of my throat.“How old are you, Elara?” He walks forward, and I follow next to