MasonIt was almost funny how little my little mate knew about her own people. Almost. If it weren’t for the pure rage flowing through my blood at the thought of her trying to escape me, I would have laughed.But the fact remained that, despite the comical scene she had just played out for myself and my Beta, she was now in a shit tone of trouble.I knew the exact moment that Sienna had woken up from her sleep.I listened intently, with a small smile on my face, as I flipped pancakes and chopped fruit to present her. Listening to her light footsteps as she walked about my room.I even found in endearing as the subtle noise of a draw opening and closing filtered down to my ears, and in my mind, I couldn’t help my picture my inquisitive mate rifling through my belongings and trying to learn more about the man she found herself bound too.But all of that was forgotten, the moment I heard the window slide open.I knew instantly what she was about to do.I knew she wouldn’t get far. The m
Sienna“You can’t just keep me locked up in your bedroom like a damsel in distress.”“Once again Sienna, you are not locked in. Look. The door opens.” Mason proceeds to give me a demonstration of how the door, on the opposite side of the room to the one I tried this morning, opened and closed without issue.“I’m talking metaphorically.” I counteract with annoyance as I followed him back into the room. “I have people who will be worried about me. They are probably looking for me right now.”“A boyfriend perhaps?” I couldn’t help but notice the element of bitter jealousy in his words.“What?” I shake off the comments, “No, like friends. Like my carers. I am still legally underage; I need to at least tell them I am safe. I have a job for God’s sake!”“No need.” He walked across to the locked door and opening it with a brass key from his pocket. Entering the second room. I quickly followed him into an office space easily the same size as the bedroom.His office was the polar opposite of h
SiennaStorming out of the white house and onto the large oval gravel drive, I march straight into the solid wall that was a man’s chest.“Ouff!” the wind was all but knocked out of me, as I visibly rebounded off of the man in question.“Apologies, Luna.” He dipped his head, and stepped to one side.My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.“Luna is a title, not a name.” The man explained with a churlish grin plastered to his face as I brushed past, every intention of getting as far away from Mason, this house, and whoever this man was, as I possibly could. I stopped in my track though at his comment, and I look over my shoulder at him with a stare that I hoped could induce death is necessary.“I am barely one of your kind. What makes you think I want one of your stra
MasonNot for the first time today, I find myself punching the desk in frustration.In all honesty, no I hadn’t been completely ecstatic about finding my mate in the first place, but when I came to physically have her in my arms, the idea of being without her hurt.I began to allow myself to actually start thinking of a future. About what our lives would look like as we grew older.But all of that came to an abrupt halt the moment that Devon handed me that dress. The dress which now lay as a pile of ash in the hearth of my office.It didn’t matter though. I could burn the whole packhouse to the ground, but that scent. The lingering scent of another man, still lingered in my nostrils.And then, as if that wasn’t enough to set my alter ego alight, then I found her trying to escape me.Sienna was new to our world. That was without question. But there were certain things that ones mate should never do. Firstly, reject or breaking the mate bond. Secondly, running away from your mate. Espec
SiennaI could smell him before anything else.The deep masculine scent that was completely out of place in the heavily fragranced floral haven I found myself.It wasn’t an unpleasant smell by any stretch. In fact, quite the opposite. It was as if my body had become attuned to the scent, and sought it out amongst the perfumed blooms. It was like a craving. When all you wanted was something salty, but the table before you, was laid out with nothing but sweets. Mason had become my something salty. And every part of my being longed to open my eyes and seek him out. To rush into his arms and relish his touch.But I refused to allow myself to cave to the persistent nagging within.And then came the sound of his feet crunching along the stone pathway to where I sat.Listening intently to the rhythmic sound of his feet as he made his way towards me with agonisingly slow strides.Was he walking in slow motion? Or was it simply my own mind making things more difficult for me.He came to stop i
“Si!” A girl shouts from somewhere down the hall. The sound of the front door slamming shut, and then hurried footsteps running up the stairs following shortly afterwards. “Iv got them Si!” The bedroom door is thrown open to reveal a very bedraggled and out of breath Chantelle puffing in the doorway.Chantelle, or Elle as we called her in the orphanage, had been my friend for as long as I could remember. We had both arrived at Blue Valley orphanage around the same time, both a similar age, and both completely unaware of where we came from. She was like the sister I never I needed. A bit like chalk and cheese in every way you can be. Not just in looks, but personality as well. I guess it’s true what they say, two opposites attract. Her outward, fun personality made up for my inwardly quiet one. Together we brought out the best in each other, and more times than not, Elle had my back, while I simply encouraged her to not let anyone bring her down.Elle was beautiful and confident in an
Friday night came around far quicker that I hoped it would. And as soon as I got home from work, I was thrust into a shower and then primped and made up until I looked like a barbie doll staring back at me in the mirror.Elle had spent what felt like hours clipping in hair extensions, only to pull my hair back into a high ponytail at the top of my head. My straight hair swinging down my back like a thick rope. She had accentuated my high cheek bones with some well-placed contour, and finished the look off with a smoky eye. Happy enough at the reflection, and at least she hadn’t made me look like a drag queen, I nodded my approval and moved onto the outfit that she had picked out for me.Just as I had feared, the outfit was far too short, and showed way more than I felt comfortable in showing. The highly sequined backless number was nothing but a scrap of fabric covering my arse and chest. It fastened around my neck in a halter style, the front sweeping down exposing my cleavage. The ba
The pain radiated around my body, working its way through every recess and ligament. It didn’t stop at my hands, moments later every bone in my body felt as if it were breaking and repairing itself, and then repeating the process again. I could feel each and every joint moving in and out of its socket, rearranging the very fabric of my skeleton.Falling to the floor with the sheer agony of repeat breakages, there was nothing for me to do to try and ease the pain. My body convulsed as an ear piercing scream ripped through me, too loud even for my own ears.I barely even noticed the sound of the bathroom door opening once more, or the sounds of the lock being opened from the outside, or even the shuffling of feet outside my stall. Nor did I register the kindly face of a woman hanging over me as she pulled me out of the cubicle and over to the basin.She splashed water onto my face which did little to cool. In fact, it did nothing at all. As soon as the water touched my skin, it had alrea
SiennaI could smell him before anything else.The deep masculine scent that was completely out of place in the heavily fragranced floral haven I found myself.It wasn’t an unpleasant smell by any stretch. In fact, quite the opposite. It was as if my body had become attuned to the scent, and sought it out amongst the perfumed blooms. It was like a craving. When all you wanted was something salty, but the table before you, was laid out with nothing but sweets. Mason had become my something salty. And every part of my being longed to open my eyes and seek him out. To rush into his arms and relish his touch.But I refused to allow myself to cave to the persistent nagging within.And then came the sound of his feet crunching along the stone pathway to where I sat.Listening intently to the rhythmic sound of his feet as he made his way towards me with agonisingly slow strides.Was he walking in slow motion? Or was it simply my own mind making things more difficult for me.He came to stop i
MasonNot for the first time today, I find myself punching the desk in frustration.In all honesty, no I hadn’t been completely ecstatic about finding my mate in the first place, but when I came to physically have her in my arms, the idea of being without her hurt.I began to allow myself to actually start thinking of a future. About what our lives would look like as we grew older.But all of that came to an abrupt halt the moment that Devon handed me that dress. The dress which now lay as a pile of ash in the hearth of my office.It didn’t matter though. I could burn the whole packhouse to the ground, but that scent. The lingering scent of another man, still lingered in my nostrils.And then, as if that wasn’t enough to set my alter ego alight, then I found her trying to escape me.Sienna was new to our world. That was without question. But there were certain things that ones mate should never do. Firstly, reject or breaking the mate bond. Secondly, running away from your mate. Espec
SiennaStorming out of the white house and onto the large oval gravel drive, I march straight into the solid wall that was a man’s chest.“Ouff!” the wind was all but knocked out of me, as I visibly rebounded off of the man in question.“Apologies, Luna.” He dipped his head, and stepped to one side.My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.“Luna is a title, not a name.” The man explained with a churlish grin plastered to his face as I brushed past, every intention of getting as far away from Mason, this house, and whoever this man was, as I possibly could. I stopped in my track though at his comment, and I look over my shoulder at him with a stare that I hoped could induce death is necessary.“I am barely one of your kind. What makes you think I want one of your stra
Sienna“You can’t just keep me locked up in your bedroom like a damsel in distress.”“Once again Sienna, you are not locked in. Look. The door opens.” Mason proceeds to give me a demonstration of how the door, on the opposite side of the room to the one I tried this morning, opened and closed without issue.“I’m talking metaphorically.” I counteract with annoyance as I followed him back into the room. “I have people who will be worried about me. They are probably looking for me right now.”“A boyfriend perhaps?” I couldn’t help but notice the element of bitter jealousy in his words.“What?” I shake off the comments, “No, like friends. Like my carers. I am still legally underage; I need to at least tell them I am safe. I have a job for God’s sake!”“No need.” He walked across to the locked door and opening it with a brass key from his pocket. Entering the second room. I quickly followed him into an office space easily the same size as the bedroom.His office was the polar opposite of h
MasonIt was almost funny how little my little mate knew about her own people. Almost. If it weren’t for the pure rage flowing through my blood at the thought of her trying to escape me, I would have laughed.But the fact remained that, despite the comical scene she had just played out for myself and my Beta, she was now in a shit tone of trouble.I knew the exact moment that Sienna had woken up from her sleep.I listened intently, with a small smile on my face, as I flipped pancakes and chopped fruit to present her. Listening to her light footsteps as she walked about my room.I even found in endearing as the subtle noise of a draw opening and closing filtered down to my ears, and in my mind, I couldn’t help my picture my inquisitive mate rifling through my belongings and trying to learn more about the man she found herself bound too.But all of that was forgotten, the moment I heard the window slide open.I knew instantly what she was about to do.I knew she wouldn’t get far. The m
Sienna It was morning. The sun filtering through the window had broken my sleep. And now I lay in a state of not wanting to open my eyes. But at the same time, knowing that I shouldn’t fall back to sleep.It was like my brain was wading through thick sludge as I did my best to draw myself back into the here and now. The remnants of strange swirling figures and distorted faces of people I had no idea who were had plagued my sleep, and still danced intoxicatingly before my closed eye lids. And now, lying in the soft sheets of my bed, it felt like had been caught up in a whirlwind. My brain semi-registered that I was not where I should be, but it couldn’t quite work out where that was.My body ached. More than it had done since my early years of track and field. I ache din places that I had no idea could ache. My head thumped painfully as I prized open a single lid, only to slam it back shut with the blinding light found beyond.“My God, Telle!” I moan, twisting my body into a soft pill
Mason Being an Alpha to a pack is not the easiest of tasks.It was a position that I had been born for, yes. But it was not the position I wanted.I had always considered myself a lone wolf.And even after years of being pushed by my parents to find my mate… or at the very least, to claim one, I had resisted. I had no plan to shackle myself to another. The freedom of doing as I pleased was far too desirable to ever want that for myself.Had I underestimated the power of the bond?Oh, without a doubt I had.The moment I set eyes on the scared little black wolf; I knew that I was in trouble. Her scent alone, a sweet tang of sweetpea and jasmine, was enough to bring me to my knees. But the scared expression that was plastered onto her face and into her stance, that was enough to make me want to protect her with my own life.And I knew in that moment that it didn’t matter than I knew nothing about her, of even know what she looked like in her human form, I would step into the path of anyo
“Ours, hopefully.”The moment he uttered those words, panic rose from my stomach, burning through my oesophagus and into my mouth.Pulling open the door and tumbled out onto the sidewalk and threw up everything that was left in my stomach. And at this point, there wasn’t much left at all. Bright bile burnt my mouth as I tried to take steadying breath and calm my raging mind down.It was too much. All of this was far too much.“I can’t be here.” I mumbled more to myself than anything. But it was loud enough for Mason to have heard it.As if my body was controlling itself, my feet shuffle forward. I had no idea where I was, or even how to get back to the orphanage from here. All I knew was that I needed to get away.Get away from Mason.Get away from the stifling confines of the car.Get away from the nightmare I seemed to be living.My feet moved forward blindly. I barely noticed the direction I was travelling, much less to where.I barely noticed the sound of the car door opening and t
I had no idea what a mate was. But the moment he said the little word, something within me roared to life.“What’s a mate?” I ask, doing my best to not look directly at the god sitting next to me with his shirt off. I could feel myself swaying forward, like two halves of a magnet. Mason remained still allowing me to come as near to him as I wanted. He made no comment or move to push me away. “As in a friend?”“No,” he chuckles, “As in husband and wife.”I still for a moment, before rocking back as I far as I reasonably could. “Your what now?”“It’s not as bad as it sounds. There is a lot that you need to learn about our kind. I guess it’s something I take for granted. I was brought up in it, so it is the norm for me. But I guess I can understand why your feel a bit shocked by it all.” I couldn’t help but notice the endearing blush that had crept over his neck and cheeks whilst he rambled. “Werewolves are given a mate. The one person that is meant to complete them and make them whole.