Once I disclosed to Alban the horrifying truth that had been revealed to me, I was carried inside of his warm home and out of the storming weather that pelted the area. My entire body shook with the cold as freezing water drenched my thin clothes, in my daze like state, I didn’t think to grab my coat and walked out as though I was tempting the water to hurt me. My hair only leaked even more water to run down my back. As I was placed on the bed I had slept in the night I had stayed with Alban, I sunk back into that foggy state and watched with a blank expression as the world turned around me. It was as though my mind had witnessed such a graphic and frightening memory, it sent my body into a still and dark state in hopes of having the energy to absorb the information. I trusted Max, I thought he was the only person I could depend on when I was away from home to look after me. He was always there when I needed him and truly for me, stepped into the role as my brother as my own was b
Once the gash on my arm had stopped bleeding and was wrapped tightly with a bandage, Alban retrieved the clothes someone had brought for me and helped me dress, even when he saw my body while he helped with my clothes, he didn’t go to make a comment at all, with all that happened, he knew it wasn’t the time. We were now sat at the foot of the bed in silence, with all that had happened and the new information we were able to uncover in this moment alone, I don’t believe either of us knew what to say. Through the silence, I feel a hand move closer to mine and interlock with my fingers, this little gesture bringing me so much comfort. “Now that you are safe and are no longer out in the freezing rain or bleeding in the bathroom, please tell me what happened?” He asked in a soft tone slowly looking over to me, even though his tone was soft, I could see the deep anger building in his eyes at the thought of Max doing the one thing he and I should share. With his question came the wave
As I slowly began to drift out of dream land, a source of warmth brushed against my cheek, the warm sparks of electricity only called me in a way a siren call used to towards ships in the raging sea. As like those ships, I had no other choice but to snuggle in even closer in hopes of absorbing all the warmth and remain in that state forever. Feeling arms which were already wrapped around my body only tighten and pull me even closer to the warmth woke me up even more, where was I? Slowly opening up my eyes, I discovered I was not laying on the soft bed I had fallen to sleep on, but the extremely warm and toned chest of the Alpha. Lifting my head up as much as his arms which tightly wrapped around my torso under the blanket would allow me, I find he was still deep in dreamland sleeping peacefully under me. I went to try and move away before his facial features began to catch my attention, due to everything that’s happened between us since my return, I hadn’t had the chance to really
Once the initial sense of exhaustion from being marked finally, faded, Alban allows me out of bed where I begin my normal routine of getting ready and going to let the hounds out of their house and hand them their first meal of the day. Due to them only getting here yesterday, I didn’t have a clear schedule of when the hunters needed to give me their food, but according to Alban, he had already sorted everything out and the food should be waiting for me when I get there. I hadn’t quite given myself much time to think about what I’d just allowed to happen; it was all so quick that my mind was still playing catch up. But one thing I did know, the mark was still sore from it only getting placed on my neck not even an hour ago which meant I was forced to wear my hair in a ponytail which fully, showcased to anyone around what Alban and I had gotten up to this morning. Taking a look in the mirror to ensure I hadn’t any stray hairs wanting to protest, I catch a glimpse of the new symbol
We soon arrive at the hound’s temporary shelter, as like Alban had promised, a sack full of leftover meat that the pack didn’t need waited outside of the pen for me. Telling Alban to wait outside as feeding time is always a sensitive period for the hounds and the time, they are more likely to attack, I take the full bag in my hand and walk through the gate ensuring it was locked behind me, as soon as the hounds heard movement, they begin to rush at the door ready. “Okay!” I laugh walking over and unlatching it, immediately, all four bound out of the door and begin to run around their new enclosure getting to stretch their legs. Shaking my head, I begin to pull out the animals they were about to eat and lay it down before Conrad turns to look at me and turns his head to the side. Slowly inching towards me, I realise why he may have been acting strange, I’ve been marked. “Its still me, I know I smell different.” I say holding out my hand for him to smell, which he does and soon, t
Once Alban had told the group of what happened, the silence which engulfed the room was deadly and tense. It was hard enough telling Alban and hoping he’d believe me, but now to have a huge table full of people who may brush me off as lying or claim I wanted it to happen caused such a wave of fear to ripple through me and the silence was only amplifying it. “I’M GONNA FUCKING KILL HIM!” Lincoln was the first to break the silence with a deep and deadly growl beside me, his hands in fists and shaking so violently due to the anger which pulsed through him. “Oh, my baby.” My mother began to cry looking over at me with such sadness in her expression, I knew what happened was bad and of course, I was horrified, but I didn’t want anyone to look at me as though I was some kind of victim. “How long have you known?” Albans father asked me from across the table, where I could only sigh looking away from my mother as she wept against my father, who breathed heavily with such rage in his eye
Breakfast was soon underway and the grandest of food was placed before me, alongside smelling delicious, the portion sizes were the biggest I’d ever seen. I had mountains of food seeming to tower on top of each other, everyone else seemed to tuck in immediately, whilst I could only stare in shock and a slight sense of horror. During training, I was not only trained to not eat for up to three weeks, but there was also certain foods I was to stand clear of due to the high level of fatty acids or sugars in them so food such as full English breakfast that sat in front of me now, were strictly off limits. “Is something the matter with your food?” Albans mother asked from across the table once she noticed I hadn’t gone to even pick up my cutlery to eat. “Are you sure I’m allowed to eat this?” I ask still staring down at the food in front of me, it looked delicious and something I had missed since being away from this place, but with the conditions that I had been living under, I knew it
Once we all filed out of the dining room where the lingering smell of Polly’s sick dripped from the table, I followed Alban back to his office to help him prepare for his lunch meeting with the Alpha. I could see from the looks he would give me each time he thought I wasn’t looking that he wanted to ask me something, but also didn’t know if asking would be appropriate. Picking up two neatly folded maps, I walk over to his desk and place them down while he sat watching me. “There, I believe that’s all you need for your meeting.” I smiled checking off the last item on my list I was mentally, keeping track of, where he nods his head but those eyes of his didn’t leave me for a second. “Iris, I’m going to ask you something and I demand you answer truthfully.” He told me, his voice deep as he spoke but at the same moment, he didn’t sound angry but full of lust as though I had done something to truly turn him on. “It depends on what the question is.” I say titling my head to the side
The screams and cries only continue as more blades are pelted our way, but now with the sudden realisation at who the intended target was, Alban, who hadn’t released my hand, slides me across the floor until I landed under him, his body shielding mine from any attacks. Watching as many of our fighters attempted to defend our pack but were soon hit with those awful blades, each fell to the floor in heaps of blood, those blades are no joke. The longer I watched the more I realised, I have the specialist knowledge and training to deal with these blades and any person using them against us but I’m allowing my mate to cuddle me as though I’m some scared child, I need to fight this. “I am not allowing you out into the open, I do not care if you may have the training, now you are home with me, it’s my job to protect you. I will have our men continue forward, they are outnumbered by us, they’ll grow tired.” Alban informs me with a dead look after hearing my thoughts, but I shake my head r
After slipping into my second dress for the night, I allow Alban to lead me back out of the pack house and towards where the party was still raging and since we left, it had gotten a lot more chaotic. The sky transformed into a mixture of orange and red as the sun slowly began to set, many of the pack children sending me waves as they were led away by nannies for bed to allow their parents a break to party. This meant the drinks began to flow even faster with each person around seeming to dip deeper into an intoxicated daze, its clear this party was heading in to lasting all night. With a smile, Alban leads me down the steps and towards the dance floor, most people breaking it down a little or couples seeming to sway back and forth enjoying the moment. “Is it a bad time to tell you I can’t dance?” I asked with a little chuckle as I’m led right into the middle of the dance floor, many pack members moving to the side to allow Alban and I some room. “Just lean into me and follow my
Once I was safely in Alban’s office with the blinds drawn, I allow the worried thoughts that been swirling around my brain to fully showcase on my face and mannerisms as I paced up and down, the dress seeing this as the perfect time to drop to the floor. Due to how large Alban was, his jacket had managed to cover my most sensitive parts as my dress lay on the floor at my feet. Alban who hadn’t noticed as he was covering the blinds soon turns and spots me standing only in his jacket, where he took a deep breath in biting his fists a little. “You better begin to talk baby, or you’ll be over that desk in a matter of seconds.” He growled out seeming to be fighting with his emotions whilst I stepped out of my ruined dress that lay on the floor, which sucked as I really liked that dress. “I appreciate that you thought on your feet to get us out of eyeshot but did you seriously, have to rip the dress, I liked it?!” I asked looking down at the once beautiful gown that lay in a heap on t
After the formal side of the ceremony had concluded, the party to celebrate my Lunaship began. The atmosphere was high and cheerful, each person sat with huge smiles on their faces and the most exotic drinks were served, some of the most delicious but also posh looking food handed out on gold plates and music blaring. Most of my time was spent speaking with so many pack members who offered me their congratulations but also expressed how excited they were for me to become Luna. Whilst the pack children ran over with beautiful cards they had made, going into this I thought I’d be riddled with anxiety due to who was watching but the longer the party continued, the more I forgot all about it. “I can’t believe you’re the Luna, a few years ago, mostly at those parties, I wouldn’t have expected you to be the Luna.” One of my old friends Harry laughs with an odd drink in his hands, whilst I just had to laugh recalling some of the memories of that time, most due to the amount of alcohol I
I was soon following Polly out of the bedroom and towards the grand staircase of Alban’s house, my dress getting held up a little as I walked down the steps. My mother and Lincoln stood at the bottom where she began to take many photos of him in his very smart suit, before all eyes turn to me walking down the steps where I’m met with the biggest of smiles. “You look beautiful Iris, when did my little sister grow up?” He asked leaving my mother and holding his hand out to help me down the final few steps, where I just had to smile shrugging my shoulders. “Honestly, I have no idea either, I remember us walking down the steps when I’d rope you and Alban into playing dress up with me and I somehow managed to persuade you to wear a dress.” I laughed recalling the times I’d make them have a tea party with me, even though they claimed they hated it, I know they loved eating all the treats our mother made for us. “Luckily mum was never around with a camera to capture those moments, I se
The way Polly held my eye contact answered all the many uncertainties surrounding the story I was told by Samual, I suppose I still had some doubts surrounding the facts, but with the look that sat on Polly’s face, it was as though she had seen a ghost. If I indeed knew all about the affair, her plotting to kill her own son and him escaping before she could do such a thing, it meant the entire pack was one step closer to finding out the truth. I had two options, tell her I knew everything, all the lies she had made everyone believe. But the only issue, it would be much harder for me to not tell her how it was I knew, I couldn’t openly tell her the son she wanted us all to believe was dead was sat in a cabin a few miles from here plotting her death! That would not only freak her out but she’d definitely, not act her normal self, I mean anyone in that position wouldn’t! Or my second option, play dumb and see if she’ll slip up and give me even more information by accident. “I know… w
Most of the time I like to have the chance to slowly wake up from my sleep, allow my mind time to get with the world a little bit before I’m forced into whatever the day entails. But today, the sounds of the curtains getting ripped open snap me from my dreamland stance, with all that happened yesterday with Samual, I was more on edge where my eyes snapped open in case of danger. But instead of finding Samual and his men, I found Polly and my mother wheeling things into the bedroom causing us much more destruction I believe Samual would. Alban groaning in annoyance whilst placing the pillow over his face told me he also wasn’t in the mood to deal with these women at this hour. “Alright up! We have so much we need to get done and do not have time for either of you to lay in bed!” Polly’s loud and obnoxious voice called throughout the bedroom, my ears ringing slightly as they were also not expecting to be bothered this early in the morning. “But the ceremony doesn’t start until 11:
“They’re going to try and kill Polly tomorrow?” Lincoln asked in a state of shock and worry, whilst I shook my head going to stand up straight, but I’m soon pulled right back so my head lay on Alban’s chest, I believe he needed me close so my scent would help calm him, or that destroyed cabin would soon see its last day with this angry Alpha’s rampage. “No, they were planning on killing her tomorrow, but I managed to persuade Samual to postpone it, I said the day should be about Alban and I and not Polly. He agreed but was sure to warn me of what the repercussions would be if I told Alban or anyone else.” I explained my eyes still going to the window as though Samual could see through the blinds and thick curtains around the windows. “He threatened you?” Alban growled taking that from my comment snapping me from my trance at the window, it was as though I knew someone was there. “He didn’t threaten me but was sure to remind me that he had eyes everywhere, all those men will be p
Once that terrifying sentence left my lips, I saw Alban freeze in place as though he was attempting to make what I said seem real. My body still shock as all that I remembered us talking about was fresh in my mind, but for Alban, he only growled lowly. “Are you certain that is who you were speaking with, could this have been some rouge claiming to be my brother?” He asked after a moment of silence, his eyes glazed over with anger the more he thought about it all. “It was him Alban, he knew things that only Samual would know. I knew you’d want conformation so when I left, I went in for a hug, smell my coat.” I sighed now disclosing my reasoning for that odd hug, where Alban wasted no time walking forward taking the biggest smell of my coat, the scent of his suspected dead brother lingering on me. “That bastard.” He growled out in a rage but quickly, unzips the coat and pulls it from my body throwing to the side, I don’t think he appreciated me smelling like another man especially