On the day of the competition, I felt confident. I may not win at this, but I knew I wouldn't go down without a fight. I felt that I had changed a lot. I felt like I was worthy of being the daughter of an alpha and that I would not embarrass the Smollett family. Alvis came to see me right before the competition to wish me luck. "You look good, Lindsey. Are you ready for this?" He asked me. "I'm ready for this, Alvis. I've been waiting for this all week," I said, trying to make myself sound confident. "Don't think too hard. Stay confident and remember not to attack your opponent senselessly." Alvis took my hand in his. "You can do this, Lindsey." My eyes nearly teared up. It felt good to have someone who believed in me for once. Even my father and mother tried to discourage me last night. "Lindsey! So you are competing for real," Betty sounded surprised. "Yes. I said I would, didn't I?" I frowned. Was she trying to undermine me again? "I thought you weren't serious. There is no
Everything was going smoothly until something went wrong. During the archery competition, no one expected that an arrow would come flying at me. I dodged the arrow just in time, so it merely grazed my ear. "Oh my god, Lindsey. Are you okay?" Betty feigned concern. I touched the tip of my ear and felt warm blood. It hurt a little, but I was fine. I looked at the other packs, and my eyes met Alvis's. He had a panicked expression on his face. I smiled and nodded to let him know that I was okay. I looked around, trying to guess who shot the arrow, nearly missing the target and killing me instead. My eyes fell on a familiar face who didn't look too concerned. Instead, a small smile painted his lips. Owen Wilson. Did he throw the arrow at me instead of the target? But why? I suddenly remembered something. Owen always liked Betty and wanted to go out with her despite not having a mate bond. But Betty constantly rejected him. So what now? Was he trying to injure me to impress Betty?
"Hello Adrian," I said dryly. I was not impressed by his fake concerns for me. He did look worried about me, and his concerns seemed genuine. Perhaps, it was at this moment. If I died now, all of his plans of taking over my pack would be foiled. He needed me alive for a while. "Are you okay? Did Alvis hurt you?" Adrian leaned down and asked. He looked up and glared at Alvis. "Why didn't you take it easy on her, brother?" he snarled. "I treated her fair and square. She isn't as weak as you think," Alvis barked. I felt grateful for his words. If he didn't believe in me and trained me, I wouldn't have made it this far. "I'm fine. This is just a game," I said. "Alvis didn't hurt me. It was the arrow that came flying at me did. If you need to scold anyone, scold Owen." Adrian took my hand in his. "You look distraught, Lindsey. And your ears are bleeding. I'm sorry I didn't get to you sooner. I got really involved in the game and wasn't paying attention to you." "Then, how did you know
I didn't say anything and silently watched Adrian and the others chitchat. They weren't paying much attention to me at first, but Adrian suddenly turned to me and smiled. "I'm still waiting for an answer, you know," he commented. His eyes trailed my body, from my head to my toes. I felt a shiver down my spine. Something about the way he looked at me didn't feel right. I feigned ignorance. "What answer?" "I asked your hand for marriage, Lindsey. You still haven't given me an answer yet." Adrian took my hand in his. "I know you like me, Lindsey." "How would you know that?" I raised an eyebrow. Adrian sounded way too confident in himself. Didn't he think I could ever reject him? "Betty told me all about your crush on me." I snapped my head toward Betty, who was now watching us. "You told him that, did you? I didn't know you and Adrian were so close!" "We aren't close! And don't act like you don't know what he is talking about, Lindsey," Betty smirked. "I don't know what you're tal
"Jeez, Lindsey. I swear I come in peace," Owen raised his arms in surrender. He must've followed Adrian and me from the restaurant and then hid behind a bush. What a creeper! "What the hell are you doing here, sneaking up on me? Are you stalking me?" I sneered. He couldn't kill me during the tournament. Did he come back here to finish the job? "I am sorry for scaring you. That wasn't my intention. Where did you learn that killer move anyway?" Owen winked. I didn't answer his question. Instead, I glared at him. I was angry. He was trying to make light of the situation even though his presence clearly rattled me. Why couldn't these people leave me be? "Why are you at my house?" "I wanted to talk to you about the competition," Owen said and inched toward me. He stopped smiling. His dark brown eyes bored into mine. I reflexively took a step back. I knew deep down I couldn't trust this guy. What if he tries to hurt me? Could I really fight him off? "What about the competition?" I look
Alvis POVLinsey looked a bit rattled when she came back to the table. She seemed nervous from the beginning, but it was as if things were worse for her when she came back from the ladies' room. Her face was as pale as a ghost."What's the matter? Is everything okay?" I asked."Hmm? What do you mean?" she acted oblivious, but I knew better. Lindsey was hiding something from me."You look peeved as if you've seen a ghost back there. What's the matter?" I asked her."I'm fine. Nothing happened. I just went to the ladies' room to check on my makeup," Lindsay said and let out a nervous giggle."Is that so?" I said. I wasn't convinced, but I didn't press her any further. She will eventually trust me enough to open up to me, I decided. "So where were we?" I asked instead."You were just about to tell me who the love of your life is." Lindsay smirked."Nice try, Missy. I told you it was none of your business. I'm not going to tell you this kind of information. You will have to earn it from me
I ran upstairs to my room and slammed the door shut. I had butterflies in my stomach. What just happened downstairs? Was Alvis trying to kiss me just now? No way. I dreamt it, didn't I? But the way he leaned toward me, it sure looked like he was about to kiss me. If mom hadn't interrupted... Stop it, Lindsey. You are wrong about this. Why would Alvis want to kiss you? He just confessed that he was in love with somebody! Alvis always seemed so strong and confident all the time, so he wouldn't be nervous about telling me if he liked me. I was convinced. He was not a nervous wreck like me. But the way he held my hand at the restaurant and touched my hair made me feel so confused. I felt like my head was in the clouds. No, no, no. I need to snap out of it. I still needed to figure out how to take revenge on Adrian and Betty, yet I was dreaming about Alvis. This will just distract me and ruin my plans. But what plan? I had no plan. I felt hopeless. I knew Betty and Adrian were constan
In the morning, I got ready for breakfast with my parents. With me being busy with the competition, I haven't had the chance to spend a lot of quality time with them, so I was looking forward to the breakfast. Sue came into my room and informed me my parents were already up, waiting for me at the dining table. So I quickly took a shower and headed downstairs. I wanted to listen to their advice and really pay attention to what they wanted from me. I wanted to make them proud in this life. I was a selfish fool, blind in love in my last life. I didn't listen to my parents when they told me Adrian may not have been the right person for me. Sure, I was thinking about getting together with him again, but I was going to be cautious this time. Much more cautious. "Lindsey! It's nice of you to join us." My father said. His booming voice made me happy again. "Happy to." I smiled. "The cook made your favorite dish, and it smells amazing," mom informed me. I sat down with a smile on my face
My mind couldn't process what Cresil was saying. My brothers? How could that be possible? I had grown up with them, thinking we were just cousins.“What? How would you know that?” I asked.Cresil's expression turned serious. "I have my ways of finding out information," he said cryptically. "But more importantly, you need to understand that this doesn't change anything. You and your brothers are still family, and you still love each other just as much as before."I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts. "I know that," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "It's just a lot to take in."Cresil nodded. "I know it is. But I kept the end of my bargain and told you the secret. What you want to do with it is up to you.”I need to talk to my mother, I thought you myself.Cresil seemed to sense my thoughts. "It would be a good idea to confront your mother about this.Taking a deep breath, I got up from the bed. “Take me back to my house.”Cresil nodded and stood up, taking my
I sighed, feeling a mix of annoyance and attraction towards Cresil. I knew he was trying to push my buttons, but I couldn't deny that I wanted him too.I stood up and slowly began to undress, letting my clothes fall to the ground one by one. Cresil's eyes roamed over my body, his gaze hungry and possessive."Beautiful," he breathed, reaching out to touch me.I stepped away, feeling a sense of defiance growing within me. "You still haven't told me what I need to know," I reminded him.Cresil smirked. "Always so focused on business. I still haven't gotten everything I wanted from you.""Why do I get to be the only one standing here naked? That's not fair," I said. Cresil chuckled. "You have a point there. Come here," he said, pulling me towards him.I kept my eyes glued to his body as he began to undress. His human form was sculpted to perfection but that's not what attracted me about him. "I want you to change back to your true form," I said in a hoarse whisper.Cresil looked at me w
When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a dimly lit room, sitting on a plush couch. My head was pounding, and my body felt heavy and sluggish. I tried to get up, but my limbs refused to cooperate. Panic set in as I realized I was trapped. I turned to look for Cresil, but he was nowhere to be seen."Cresil, where are you?" I called out, my voice echoing in the empty room.A moment later, the door opened, and someone walked in, a smug grin on his face. "Welcome to my humble abode," he said, gesturing around the room. "I hope you find it to your liking.""Err...who are you?" I looked at him with confusion. "Where is Cresil? He was the one who kidnapped me." I observed him closely. This man had long hair too, but his skin didn't have the greyish-purple hue, and his eyes weren't Amber. They were bright blue."I see you don't recognize me in my human form," he laughed.The sound of his voice...it suddenly dawned on me. "You are Cresil!"He chuckled. "Look who figured it out."“You look….”
I stood there, stunned and unsure of what to do next. Part of me wanted to run away from him, to forget about the dangerous and alluring demon that stood before me. But another part of me was drawn to him, like a moth to a flame.I knew that I should leave, but I couldn't bring myself to move. He must have sensed my hesitation because he reached for me again. "I said get out of here," he growled, but there was a hint of desperation in his voice as if he didn't really want me to go.I closed my eyes and leaned into his touch, feeling a strange sense of comfort in his rough fingers against my skin. "I don't want to leave," I whispered. "I want to help you."He let out a bitter laugh. "Help me?" he repeated. "I don't need help. I'm a demon, remember?""And I am a dragon. We aren't all that different," I said.He looked at me for a long moment, his amber eyes piercing into my soul. "Perhaps you're right," he said finally, his voice low and gravelly. "But you need to understand that I am n
As we made our way back to the main area of the pack, my mind was racing with questions. What was Rhys hiding from me? And why was this demon so intent on causing trouble?I decided to take Rhys aside and get some answers. "Hey, can we talk for a minute?" I said, pulling him aside.He looked at me, his expression guarded. "Sure, what's up?""I just wanted to know what you're not telling me," I said, crossing my arms. "You said you and the demon had a history. What did you mean by that?"Rhys sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's complicated," he said. "Let's just say that I made a deal with him a long time ago, and it didn't end well."I raised an eyebrow. "A deal? What kind of deal?"Rhys hesitated before answering. "He wanted something from me, and I agreed to give it to him. But he didn't hold up his end of the bargain.""What did he want?"Rhys sighed, his shoulders slumping. "I know," he said, his voice quiet. "But it's complicated, and I didn't want to burden anyone els
I stared at the deer, dumbfounded.Did Fae deer know how to speak too?But my questions were answered immediately as the deer started shifting.As I watched in amazement, the deer's body began to morph and contort, its limbs elongating and twisting into something that was definitely not natural. Within moments, the deer had transformed into a strange man.My jaw dropped as I took in the transformation before me. His features were almost otherworldly. His hair was long and tangled, and his eyes seemed to glimmer with an ethereal light.The man seemed unbothered by my shock and awe, "nothing to say?" he said in a calm and measured tone."Um...are you a werewolf? Wait, no. Werewolves can't shift into another animal. So you are no dragon, either. So what are you?" I asked.He glared at me. "None of your business.""It is too my business. You are trespassing. Um...Andrew and Rhys said you were a Fae deer. But you are a human?" I stared at him in amazement."No, I am not a human either," he
I am Aurora, a dragon shifter who is unlike any other. I am half-dragon and half-werewolf, a unique combination that has never been seen before.My mom Lindsey used to say that I was a miracle as dragons and werewolves were never supposed to breed. You might thing it would make me feel more powerful and unique but that wasn't always the case. As a child, I struggled to control my transformations, often shifting between my dragon and werewolf forms at the most inconvenient times. But as I grew older, I learned to harness my powers and use them to my advantage.My life was complicated, to say the least. I never felt like I fit in with either the dragons or the werewolves. The dragons saw me as a half-breed, not fully one of their own, while the werewolves were wary of my dragon side, which they saw as a potential threat.But despite these challenges, I refused to let my mixed heritage hold me back. I trained tirelessly to master my powers and become the best warrior I could be, alway
I watched her flip through her book furiously and grinned secretly.She had no idea I was faking the whole thing and that stupid love potion didn't work on me either. I just thought it'd be funny to pull a prank on her. But what I didn't expect was how much I enjoyed kissing her. Fuck, that was hot. "There! The antidote for the love potion," Natasha muttered."An antidote, huh?" I said sheepishly."Yes so you wouldn't be in love with me anymore," Natasha said seriously."Hmm...but what if I want to stay in love with you?" I winked playfully.Natasha blushed. "Don't be silly," she mumbled. I chuckled and leaned in closer to her. "I'm not being silly, Natasha. I really like you."Her eyes widened in surprise and she pulled away slightly. "Whatever. After the antidote, you'll come to your senses," she said and then proceeded to make the antidote for the love potion.I watched her in amazement as she busily threw stuff in her pot and mumbled bunch of gibberish.As she worked, I couldn'
NatashaOh my god, I couldn't believe he actually did it. Andrew drank the love potion!What would happen now?I stared at him, wide-eyed. But I'm not super worried since it didn't work on Xander earlier. So that means it won't work on Andrew.I watched Andrew swallow the love potion-riddled drink. I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over me.What if it worked on Xander, and it just had a delayed effect? Then I would have two guys fall in love with me!As the minutes ticked by, nothing seemed to be happening."So...um...feel any different?" I asked nervously.Andrew looked thoughtful. "Um...hmm...I don't know."I began to relax, thinking that maybe the love potion was actually a dud. I'll have to remake it for Xander.But then, suddenly, Andrew's demeanor changed.He started to fidget in his seat, and his eyes darted around the room nervously. And then, just as quickly, his gaze settled on me, and he seemed to lock onto me like a missile."Oh my god," I muttered under my b