For a moment, I think about drawing back again, but the last weeks have been too much of a struggle to fight this small but immensely important gesture. So I decide to let him take hold of my hand and pull me a little closer to him.Intertwining our finders, I can’t help but notice just how perfectly they fit into each other. Simply standing there, looking into each others eyes, while the snow is starting to fall stronger, we share a special moment. No words are needed. It's like in one of these cheese movies where everything is romantic and perfect just for the moment. The longing to kiss him grows again, and his free, very warm hand cups my cheek. Closing my eyes, I want to revel in this moment and lean into his palm. Suddenly, I feel his warm, soft lips land on mine. This time, I don’t fight it. Letting go of my hand, his arm wraps around me, pulling me flush against him, while the other hand is still cradling my jaw. Feeling his warm body pressed up against mine feels sensational
“Jax?” I speak up quietly, feeling my heart pound violently within my chest.“Yes, my love?” The endearment causes my stomach to flutter and nearly makes me want to stop talking already. I really don’t want to ruin this moment, but if I want to forgive him, I need to know the truth.“You said you and Tiffany didn’t have sex, but there were things,” I take a deep breath before speaking on. “What things?”I can feel Jax tense up strongly next to me. “Do we really have to talk about it? I mean, I don’t ask you about what you did with Drake,” he sounds clearly pissed by my question.Of course, he has a point with that. Drake and I did have sex during the time we were together, and I never hid it from Jax. But the difference is that I didn’t know about our bond. I truly believed Drake was my mate, and I wasn’t the one who said that I had been waiting all along to finally have my mate. I wasn't the one who wanted to marry someone else, after knowing about our bond and even being together. M
Rushing into the main pack house, I don’t take notice of anything around me. Perhaps it's childish or selfish to run. But I just want to get away as fast as possible and drown in my misery and own stupidity.I run to the only place that has always given me some sort of comfort, the library. It’s dark and slightly secluded from the rest of the house. Slamming the door shut behind me, I let myself sink to the ground with the back against the door. Burying my face into my palms, I start to sob in the most ugly way. The thick tears streaming down my cheeks start to fill my hands and run down these, too. The hoarse sobs fill the entire room. Still feeling the cold right down to my bones, I start to shiver and curl up on the floor.There’s a couch and an old winged chair near the window, but I can’t bring myself to even move that far. A loud knock at the door causes me to shriek. “Go away!” I call out with a broken voice. I just want to be left alone while my heart shatters all over again.
Jax’s POV:Waking up with ice cold water being tossed at my face, I shriek and am wide awake in an instant and growl loudly at the idiot daring to do so. “What the fuck?” I hiss.Reaching for my pounding head, I realise that growling wasn’t the best idea. Disorientated, I take a quick glance to where I'm lying. Where the hell am I? I look around and find myself in an unfamiliar room with a scent that causes me to growl again.The Black-moon pack! Memories of last night come crashing in on me. What the hell did I do? Fuck!If my head wasn't pounding already, I'd be tempted to crash it against the wall at what I pulled off last night.“Move your lazy stubborn, stupid ass underneath the shower, you stink like an old hideous bar,” Alex says sternly and pulls the covers I was just trying to hide underneath again, forcefully from my body.“Go the fuck away!” I demand. I’m not up for a lecture and right now I just want to bathe in my self-pity or self loathe myself, I’m not quite sure yet. P
Jax’s POV:"....how fucked up is that, Jax?" His words repeat in my mind over and over.Any other time, I probably would have snapped at him for talking to me like that, but I totally deserve his harsh words today. Maybe he's the one who has to punch some sanity into me.Until last night, I hadn’t even thought about the kiss with Tiffany or the circumstances. I barely saw Tiffany ever since Amelia came here. It was only a very short encounter, short enough to have totally slipped my mind. It never meant a single thing to me anyway. “Actually it was Tiffany who kissed me. I just let it happen, and now I know how wrong it was.” I don’t want to tell him just how fucked up and twisted my mind got, thinking about Amelia with Drake."How is she?" I nearly whisper, scared to hear the truth.“She’s an emotional wreck right now and has a sprained arm. But she’s acting really tough today, as if nothing could keep her down.” I can hear the admiration for her in his voice. How much things have sh
Amelia’s POVThe white tinted landscape from the fresh fallen snow, let’s me forget my sorrows just for a moment. Wrapped up in a warm winter coat, I take in the beauty of the winter scenery, as if it’s just jumped out of the perfect Christmas movie. Everything is calm and clean, and things look totally unharmed. Unlike my broken heart.I embrace the fresh air and frost biting at my nose. Having been out here for nearly three hours now, surely has tinted my cheeks and nose bright red from the cold. Even if Ben and Alex both protested loudly about me wanting to go out alone, I simply needed this time out.I feel like I’m needing a lot of that lately. Way more than I should be, I guess.While I let the events from the entire day yesterday replay on my mind, I also checked the borders, and the areas I personally know are the most vulnerable ones to attack. There’s a lot of work ahead of us here, but I’m willing to take it. Now, even more than before, it will give me the distraction I nee
My heart beat speeds up immensely entering the Blood-moon pack grounds. It’s been over two weeks that I haven’t been here. Initially, I had only wanted to stay at the Black-moon pack for three days, but things didn’t work out as it seemed.On day two, we had a minor vampire attack, which led to Alex coming back a day earlier and helping us out. Luckily, not much happened, but it was enough for the people to realise something is truly wrong, and it wasn’t just empty words of mine to scare them.Everyone noticed that we needed to stick together if we wanted to fight this.After Alex was back, we set up plans for the future of the pack. There was a lot of protest on day four when I declared one of the new rules. As from now on, rogues will no longer be hunted or tortured if they get close to the premises. Alex explained to them how the Blood-moon pack welcomes rogues.From now on, rogues will also be welcome to join the Black-moon pack. Their reason to be a rogue shall be investigated an
Jax’s POV:I watch her long ginger hair whip around with the movement of her head abruptly turning in my direction. I know she can sense me, just as I can feel her presence. I could feel her get closer and closer all along today, but now she's just out of my reach, and I can finally see her agin. Her beautiful blue eyes are torn wide open, while they linger on me. She may be about a hundred and fifty feet away, but with our supernatural eyes, we can see each other just as clear as if we are standing right in front of each other.Her entire aura and beauty are taking my breath away. It’s only been two and a half weeks since I've seen her, yet it seems like forever. My memory of her is only a weak resemblance of what I’m seeing right now for real.“I told you to stay away. You promised you would,” Alex growls angrily through our mind link.“I’m not right at her apartment, am I?” I reply cocky. He only told me not to be at the apartment. If he wanted me to stay away entirely, he should
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.