Jax’s POV:My panicked call doesn't reach her on time. Amelia is way too focused on healing the heavily injured person in front of her, that she doesn’t catch on to any threat at all until Tiffany crashes right into her, tumbling her over, and biting a chunk of flesh from her leg.The intense howl and cry out in pain alerts everyone around us. I can see people dropping everything else and coming for Amelia’s aid from all corners, howling in response to her very own howl. Even I howl automatically without being able to control it. It’s as if we all received a call we have to pick up on. Tiffany spits the chunk of flesh disgusted to the ground, but digs her fangs immediately back into Amelia, as a warning for anyone to dare to get any closer, while looking terrified as more and more people close in on her. She shifts slightly and gets distracted for a split second when the crowd growls at her in unison, giving me enough space to throw her over without risking Amelia. Protectively, I co
Jax’s POV:"Kill the witches," more and more people chant. While others fall totally silent, trying to comprehend the situation.Some people from the crowd try to attack but get held back by roots equally. The stronger they fight against it, the tighter the roots wrap around the legs and arms.“We aren’t here to harm you,” Emily calls out loudly to the crowd, while Sybil crouches down to me and Amelia. She pats my hand reassuringly before making sure to take in Amelia’s wounds decently.“If you aren’t here to harm us, then why are you attacking us?” A man growls aggressively, with the roots holding his feet fixated to the ground.“We aren’t the ones attacking you. The powers messing with you today and possessing that woman,” her fingers aim at Tiffany who’s still absolutely feral, biting wildly at nothing and everything, while her eyes are still totally white. “Those powers do not come from us. They are the ones that have been attacking you. Those are the powers you need to fear.”Look
Jax’s POVEverything inside of me goes into full alert. I want to scream, I want to cry, I feel like breaking down, at the mere sight of my mate’s lifeless body. This isn’t he first time she’s blacked out, but this time, she looks way closer to death than to being alive. I can’t lose her, I need her.Sybil calls out for her sister.“Make space,” Emily tells me and shoos me away from Amelia’s body. “Don’t worry, this isn’t it. She has way more to come for her. She has a mission before she’s allowed to die.”I’m not sure if her words are supposed to comfort me or scare me even more. “Lydia, it’s time to come out of your hiding, too,” Sybil calls out, and we all gasp as a third very dainty looking witch appears from the side lines. She gives Tristan a nod and a shy smile, which he returns. I guess this must be the witch the Rubin pack works together with.It's funny how it all seems connected, I think to myself.Stepping next to what I presume to be her sisters. They all look very differ
Amelia’s POV It’s been nine days since the attack. The news of this only being the beginning didn’t seem to go well with everyone. While most of the people seemed to believe in my words, or at least consider the possibility after all they had witnessed over the past couple of months, a smaller amount of people seemed to see a catch in everything.Some even said I am aiming to take over all of the packs and make them my slaves, just as I have done with the Black-moon pack. They think my power for healing and to stand above any Alpha’s order is something abnormal and has it’s source in dark magic, threatening our kind. They believe I am the true threat to them, not someone from the outside. Or that I am instrumentalised by the witches. There are many theories, and to be honest, I can’t really blame them.Some people first seem to believe things when the total extinction of their kind is already happening. It’s hard to believe things when everything seemed to be fine just the way it was
Jax’s POV:I know I shouldn’t be staring at her so blatantly, but I can’t help it. I have no idea what I had expected when I opened the door, but for sure, not this. Not that I would complain. That red lace lingerie, which is close to nothing, has my mind going all over the place.This date was meant to be an innocent one. I know I have fucked up really bad and have a lot to make up for. But fuck me! I am so turned on right now, my inner wolf is growling and purring, seeing his mate like this. I’m not even sure if I want to undress the tiny piece of fabric, or just push it aside.I am so close to kicking the other two girls out of this room and just have my way with Amelia right here and now. Eat her out, pleasure her until she screams, and moans my name, again and again, before I make her totally mine. Take all of her. Make her moan while I take her up against the wall, on the desk, bent over the desk, her riding me on the bed, me taking her in the shower, and then I’ll make love to
Amelia’s POVThe way he whispers into my ear nearly has my knees give in. Damn traitorous body. It’s been too long. Maybe I should have gotten myself off before this date. Perhaps my body would be more at ease with him so close. Then again, I doubt it would have made a difference. The impact he has on me is just insane.His presence is enough to have me weak to the bones. But why does he have to smell so intoxicating and look so delicious on top? He’s wearing black jeans, a white T-shirt, and black boots paired with a leather jacket. Totally giving off James Dean vibes, and he truly rocks that look. If he wasn’t a werewolf he’d be freezing himself to death in this outfit.Even I called Tonya insane for choosing this dress during this ice-cold winter. It’s minus fifteen degrees Celsius out there. And these heels are sure going to kill me. She said it would give me a reason to have to hold on to him on the slippery roads. She never thought about me freezing so easily or even asked if th
“Sir, do you have a reservation?” The man behind the counter questions.“Uhm….reservation?” Jax looks quizzical at the man who is now shrinking more and more in his neat suit.“Yes Sir, you need a reservation,” the man replies, trying his hardest not to show his fear too much.It’s obvious Jax has never booked a normal restaurant table before. He owns many places and obviously expects any place to immediately have a space for the mighty Alpha. I nearly think it hadn’t even dawned on him that such things exist, by the look on his face.Felling seemingly very uncomfortable, he shifts from one foot to another while looking apologetic and shameful about himself down at me. “I had no idea that I needed one. Is there anything I can do?”“I’m sorry, Sir. But we’re totally booked,” the voice quivers slightly with fear. Everyone in town knows who Jax is. And words have spread that he isn’t exactly the most pleasant and patient person.Today, Jax seems to be on his best behaviour, though. He do
Jax starts sprinting down the alley, with me on his arms. “Jax let me down. It would be easier if we’d both walk,” I try to protest about being carried. I worry he might slip, and we’ll both end up getting hurt. To be honest, I don’t even understand how he’s able to run in this thick snow, and it’s visibly getting more.I’m barely able to look down the road even with my heightened sight. The wind is getting stronger with it.“If I let you walk in those clothes, you’ll freeze to death. Even I’ll get cold. This way, we can keep each other warm.” He wraps his arms even tighter around me, demonstrating the warmth we’re sharing.“I could shift,” I suggest. We’d both be faster and warmer in our wolf form.He seems to think about it for a moment but shakes his head no. “It would wreck what you’re wearing. And just the thought of what is underneath that dress….” He trails off. “Not wrecking that, just to shift.”The way he says it with a husky, deep voice and as if he’s implying something mor
Hi everyone, I haven't forgotten this book.Covid just has been a real b*tch. While I thought I was getting better finally after 2 weeks of Covid, it suddenly spiralled down a lot again. Seems like my other ilnesses have made me very vulnerable. Even if this is my 4th time with Covid, it hit me nearly as bad as the 1st time.Currently, the high dose of cortisone and some oxygen are starting to help. The fever also has come down again. So I will try updating very soon.We're so close to the end of this story, and I feel really bad about not being able to update for so long decently. I hope you understand. Lots of love Jackie♡♡♡♡
My eyes still linger on Jax’s distraught face. Fear of what might have happened to Sybil and Emily or any of the others is nagging at me. But with the knock interrupting us, I know I’m not getting my answer from him right now. I huff slightly in annoyance.“Come in,” Jax calls out. I’m surprised that whoever is there even waited to be called in. Usually there’s only a short knock, and the people enter.Balloons, a huge amount of floating balloons attached to a string, get pushed through the opening door, covering everything behind it. I move left and right, trying to get a glimps of who this might be before the balloons finally move aside and give the view free to my best friends entering the room. Upfront is Ben with the balloons, then comes Tonya with a huge bunch of flowers, followed by Jenny with a tray of cupcakes, and Freddie holds a small teddy bear with "get well" on it. The last one to enter is Alex, holding a huge box of fancy looking chocolates in his hand, giving me the bri
Amelia’s POV:I wake up in an unfamiliar, dark room, but the smell of wounds and disinfectant biting within my nose tells me exactly where I am. I’m obviously at a hospital. Memories come flashing in on me. “Jax!” I sit up abruptly, with my heart thudding violently in my chest. I start throwing the blanket from my body. Panicked, I try to get out of bed until a voice and a hand pressed against my shoulder stop me, and the hand presses me right back into place.“I’m here. I'm here, my love,” I hear his sleepy, deep, and husky voice. “You need to stay in bed.”Without saying another word, I throw my arms around his neck and sob hard against his chest. “I thought……. I thought….I lost you. I thought you were dying,” I cry in relief and pain at the same time. The mere thought of losing him has me totally shook up and causes a pain in my chest, literally taking my breath away. My fingers dig stronger into his back, and I pull him harder into me, making sure he’s really here and not just an
Jax’s POVI feel warmth and power flooding my aching body, relieving the pain and soothing all my senses. Taking deep breaths, my lungs finally expand and fill with air again decently. I was sure I was suffocating only moments ago, I was sure this was it, that I was dying. But then I could feel her, I could feel her love, her power, her body pressed to mine, pulling me out of the dark place I was captivated in. She’s the sole reason the pain is gone, and I’m able to breathe again.Amelia! Without having opened my eyes, I can feel something is terribly wrong. I stir and try my hardest to pry my eyes open. “Amelia!” I choke out and shake her limp body, which is still wrapped around me. “Amelia, wake up!” Nothing happens. It’s then that I notice all the others around us, at least a part of us.Memories of what happened crash in on me, and I remember being buried alive and a sheer amount of bricks coming down after an explosion. By the distraught look on the other faces, I know the situati
“Jax! Jax! Jax!” I call out repeatedly, verbally but also through our mind link, feeling like I'm going out of my mind.No reaction. I can’t even feel him trying to connect with me in return. All I can feel is pain and cold. With Ben and Alex hot on my tracks, I pace through the chaotic state within the arena as fast as possible. I don’t even take much notice of what Emily and Sybil are doing right now.“Amelia!” I feel a little relief seeing Tristan limping towards me. But my heart drops the moment I realise there’s no Jax at his side. They were together. Jax should be with Tristan.“Where is he? Where is Jax?” I question panicked as soon as I reach Tristan.“He…… I…….. He saved my life,” Tristan chokes out, but his words just make me even more nervous. “Then, where is he?” Don’t get me wrong, I am absolutely relieved that Tristan is alive and Jax saved him. But my guts twist into knots, seeing that Jax isn’t here next to him.“He…. He pushed me aside just on time before the bricks c
“The Gold moon Alpha is gone,” one of the warriors calls out, realising the same as I did moments ago.Jax pushes me further behind him. His eyes are scanning the entire place. The longer he’s scanning it, the more I feel him tense. We all know it’s a very bad sign. Drake steps towards Alana and shakes her, seemingly trying to get her back to normal, but I doubt he’s able to shake the possession out of her. Watching him act with her, I wonder if he loves her. If he ever truly loved her? There definitely has been more between them, but it doesn’t look like he cares in the same way for her as she did for him. I can see that now. They were both hungry for power and traded their mate bond for it. From what I know now, Tiffany did the exact same thing. She rejected her weak mate because he wasn’t good enough for her. Instead, she wanted the powerful Alpha with his pack. Drake and Alana both wanted my power. They somehow knew about it.My grip tightens on Jax. For nothing in the world woul
I’m startled by the loud roaring voice echoing through the arena. Jax, next to me, still seems to be searching for the source of the voice, while I am staring at the man causing it. He may be in his early fifties. I know I’ve seen that face from far off on some of Drake’s events. Even if I wouldn’t know him, the facial features are a dead giveaway of who he is.“This gathering is against any agreement we made,” he bellows across the arena angrily at Jax. “You declared an open war to me by dropping my daughter. This is your last chance to rectify the situation. Send that worthless mutt away. Banish her from all pack grounds, make her the rogue she truly is, and I will reconsider a war with you,” the Alpha of the Gold moon pack demands.The crowd, that had been cheering moments ago, now turns silent, looking back and forth between Jax and the Gold moon Alpha, waiting for what is to come next. Jax’s grip tightens on me.“I am sorry if I hurt your and your daughters pride. It was never my
Hi everyone, I had intended on finishing this story this year. Unfortunately, a lot has happened the last couple of weeks.My health has been quite bad. The surgery on my dog has taken a toll and a lot of time, as we've been spending every second at the vet for 3,5 weeks now. Last week, her stitches burst open again. Which needed further treatment. And when things go wrong, they totally go wrong. My electrical wheelchair device totally broke down, too. All of it is taking a toll on my health and is taking a lot of time. My head hasn't really been in the right place to write.As Christmas is also coming, I ofc also have those preparations, which are even more difficult with my broke down wheelchair. So I hope you'll understand that I need to take a little time off. The next update will come on January 1st. To those of you who celebrate Christmas, I wish you a happy and healthy Christmas time.But ofc to all of you others too, have an amazing time. Thanks for your patience. And if y
Jax’s POVI called in an urgent gathering. Most of my people have already met Amelia. The most important ones were at the safe house. But the situation has changed since. At that time, things were still a mess, but now we’re engaged, and she’s officially the future Luna to this pack.Amelia walks up and down the hall nervously, tugging at her clothes. She’s wearing a dark blue pencil dress, Tonya has picked for her. Making her look like a businesswoman. “Do you think they will hate me? I mean, they all knew about Tiffany. I don’t have all that money she can provide or the power of the pack……” she trails off while fidgeting with her fingers.A soft chuckle escapes my lips. “Are you serious right now?”She looks surprised up at my tiny outburst, unable to understand why I think this is funny. I take her hands in mine and gently caress the ring she just had been fidgeting around on. “Amelia, you have more power than any of us. You are the true werewolf queen, the true Luna to all of us.