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
“Secret hideout?” I question while letting my gaze shift through the entire place once more. Trying to understand what he means. I already know he has a safe house. So why a secret hideout?Jax comes to sit next to me, pulls my feet up onto his lap, and pulls my shoes off. “Would you mind?” He questions and gestures at my tights. In any other situation I’d take it as a try to get me to undress, but the look of genuine concern tells me a better.So I shift slightly and undress the tights beneath the blanket, and tuck it away beside me. Jax instantly takes my feet into his warm hands and starts warming my feet with a gentle rub and massage. At first, it hurts. The warmth hitting my frozen feet causes them to burn up in a painful way, but then it subsides to pure bliss and I lean back against the arm of the couch and the comfortable cushion behind my back.“Just relax. Those feet need this badly as it seems,” Jax tells me softly while keeping the magic of his hands working on my feet and
Jax bites down on his lips in the hottest way..“I nearly didn’t step off that elevator earlier,” Jax tells me, and I know I let those thoughts of mine about the elevator situation accidentally slip through the mind link. Suddenly, his entire demeanour changes. “Amelia, you have to know, this isn’t what I set out for tonight, though. I know I messed up really badly. It took me a while….” He gulps hard, and I can see the sorrow on his face. “It took me way too long to realise how wrong I was about everything. It would be a lie to say I never wanted to hurt you, because even if I hate to see you hurt, I think a part of me subconsciously did want you to feel the same pain and jealousy as I did. Especially when I said those things in the woods to you. I'm an asshole for that and many more things, but you finally deserve the full truth. I was hurt, frustrated about our interruption, and the things gliding out of my hands again. I let it out on you when you never deserved any of it. I’m t
Jax’s POVMay I please kiss you? I probably sound like a total idiot asking her like that, and for a moment, I feel like slamming my head against the next wall. But before proceeding, I want to know that she feels this, too, that she wants this too. We’ve acted much on our bond, but I know this moment is way more than just our bond. I want her consent and not push her into this.My hand gently cups her jaw. I’m incapable of deciding where to look. At those beautiful mesmerizing bright blue eyes? Or at those pink, full, luscious lips, which are slightly parted right now. She takes a deep breath, and instead of answering, her fingers run through my hair, just the way I love it, and then clasp behind my head and start pulling me in.“You can say, no,” I remind her only inches away from her lips.“I know,” she replies while her eyes connect with mine. It’s as if she could look right into my soul. Her breath tingling on my lips is nearly driving me insane. Her lips are so close and yet so
Jax’s POV“Don’t you want me?” The hurt on her face and the way she starts to draw back from me strikes me hard. It hadn’t even occurred to me that she could take it this way.She turns her face protectively away from me, trying to hide the rejection she’s feeling right now. But I prevent it by gently cupping her jaw and making her look up at me again. The hurt and vulnerable look in her eyes is nearly tearing me apart. It wasn’t my intention to hurt her.“Of course I want you, Amelia. More than you can imagine. I thought this,” I slightly grind my damn hard erection into her again, making her feel just how hard I am for her. “I thought you could feel just how much I want you. I just don’t want to push you into anything. I thought we should go slow and take our time with things. You’ve only just forgiven me, I don’t want to ruin it again.” I tell her truthfully.“I heard make up sex is the best,” the fear of rejection is still slightly displayed on her face, but I can also see the sex
Amelia’s POV“Open your eyes,” I feel him whisper next to my ear. The closeness and feeling his breath fan against my skin would already be enough to get me all giddy. But the excitement within his voice and the way he rushed away has me curious and tremendously excited at the same time.Opening my eyes, I gasp at the sight in front of me. Everywhere I look, there are candles lit up, illuminating the entire place in the most beautiful way. Now, it's not just the flickering light of the fireplace but also an uncountable amount of candles, lighting up the room. I didn’t think the romantic flair moments ago could have been topped. But I was definitely so wrong. This is absolutely stunning. My entire stomach is filled with butterflies by this gesture.He really made this the best date ever. It’s as if I’m in a winter wonderland. Surrounded by a sheer amount of candles, the cosy warmth from the fireplace, and the snowflakes still falling heavily right above us.This is a moment to remember
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.