I stepped back, my eyes widening. "Blade, oh my gosh!" My hands began to tremble, my sweater falling off my grip.Quirking an eyebrow, he glanced around. "What's that? Is someone watching you?" Returning his gaze to me, he took a step forward. I instinctively screamed, forcing him to a halt. "What's wrong? Why are you—" He paused, his nose scrunching up as he sniffed. "Your scent." He matched my stare. "Lyric, how could you have masked your scent for this long?" Oh, now he could sense me? "How are you a werewolf?" "What sort of question is that?" "You know what I mean!" I exclaimed, running my fingers through my hair. "Why? I needed to be away from werewolves, and now this?" I paced around, fiddling with my fingernails. "No, no."“ If you’re also a werewolf, then that means you've been marked!” he grabbed my arm pulling me to his chest, “you have a mate?” he frowned. “Who is he?.”His hold on my arm was starting to get tight so I yanked my arm from his grip. “Let me go!” Before I
‘Oh my God, Brian?’ My eyes widened. I had totally forgotten that the marking came with being able to mind-link your mate. ‘What kiss is she referring to? Did you just kiss someone else?’ He asked again.‘No… I mean, yes, but it's not what you think. I promise.’He walked up to stand beside me, gazing ahead. ‘Lyric, you reek of the scent of another man; it’s all over you!’ The rage in his tone bled into my mind. However, his facial expression was as blank as ever. ‘I can’t believe this.’ He frowned and stormed off. ‘Wait, Brian. Please, I can explain.’ I called his mind.‘I don’t want an explanation.’ I felt something snap in my head and I could no longer reach him, indicating that he had ended the mind link. Rina nudged me. “What are you thinking of? You just zoned out.” A smirk crawled on her lips. Were you thinking of–”I glared at her. “This is all your fault, Raina! I told you to be quiet, but you never listen. Why are you so–” I groaned, watching her brows lift in horror“Wha
We finally pulled into Brian's pack. After he unlocked the secret passageway, he drove into the place. It was filled with rich, tall plants, the roads looked new and expensive, the buildings of the pack were straight out of the future (they looked too advanced for this decade).I wanted to compliment his pack, but since the start of the drive at Dentville, Brian hadn't said another word to me. He acted like I didn't exist at all.It was another thirty minutes of suffocating silence till he pulled over by a fenced building. As soon as we stepped out, multiple people joked their heads to greet him, then a few of them hurried to grab our bags and took them away. "Hey, hey, hey, baby bro." A feminine voice called and a familiar tall and slender woman walked up to us, her arms stretched. She huffed Brian tightly. He wiggled out of her grip, a slight frown on his face. "Get off me," he simply said. I remembered! She was his sister in the photo he had shown me. "Where's that punk of yo
I jumped to my feet, glancing at a space between two of the wolves and began to sprint towards it; the rogues, however, had formed a wall against me, so they closed the gap, growling. "Get away from me," I barked at them. "I guess she's new," one of them barked at me and they made noises that would be interpreted as laughter in human sense. One of them began to approach me and he sniffed me. "She smells sweet." He purred, his wolf eyes growing dark in lust. It made me have a gag reflex. I kicked him and wanted to run off when another one of the rogues easily flung me backwards, causing me to land hard against the floor. A whimper escaped my wolf mouth at the pain clouding me. "Grab her and let's go," one of them barked. One of the rogues approached me and dug his teeth into my back to drag me away. It wasn't a harsh bite; however, my body was hurting. It felt like my skin was swelling in all parts. As they pulled me away, a familiar loud ringing filled my ears. It became too
PAcing around the room, I thought hard, contemplating on whether or not I should go there. The thought of stepping out of this room alone was torture and I didn’t know if I was ready for that. Biting my lower lip, I paused, taking a deep breath.My vision aligned with the framed photo of Brian at the top of the bed and it stirred a sensational wave around me, my skin tingling for his hold. As much as I missed the physical touch, honestly, I missed talking to him. It had always been nice to have someone to share every useless detail of my life with, over text or in-person, but he wasn’t even responding to my texts anymore. This was clearly his bedroom, but he had never been here again. I stepped out of my bedroom, and once again, no one paid attention to my presence. It made me feel a strange unsettling feeling in my gut, but it erased and was replaced with something heavier by the time I arrived in front of Brian’s office. A huge, tall, black, wooden double door stood in front of m
Watching the clock tick from the umpteenth time was starting to become a hassle. I hugged my feet to my chest, my butt sinking deep into the softness of the bed. ‘He’s not coming,’ Maya admitted. I sighed in defeat and laid on the bed, hugging a pillow to my chest. A few minutes passed when I heard the door click, then it was quietly pushed open. I heard silent footsteps, like tiptoes. My eyes closed as I listened to the sound of the steps approaching the bed, waiting till it got closer. The steps stopped beside the bed. My eyelids complied and stayed shut. A weight dropped to the bed beside me, something hovering over my face as a familiar sweet scent of bourbon vanilla, mixed with mint and oak filled my nostrils. I felt fingers brush my hair, and from the sparks that coated my skin, I immediately knew who it was. I turned and felt him jerk from the bed. When I opened my eyes, Brian was standing by the nightstand, pretending to be taking something out of it.I bit back a smile
A simple ball, I had read. It was just going to be a small parlor event, I had assumed. I didn’t need to dress too fancy, I had thought. Wrong, wrong, wrong! Tell me why we just arrived at a ginormous building, filled with couples in outfits that seemed right off the runway, people in makeup that could compete with plastic surgery. Yet, here I was, in the same outfit I had worn on my first date withBrian. It wasn't ugly, but maybe a little too underdressed for this. “Are you nervous, kitty?” Brain asked, gently squeezing my hand. “Uh?”I jerked my neck to him.“Your palm is sweaty,” He pointed out.“Oh, I’m sorry.” I quickly took my hand from his grip. “Don’t be ridiculous. I don’t care if they’re sweaty.” He grabbed my hand again, flashing a smile at me. I smiled back. “You’re obsessed with me, even my nasty sweat is therapeutic for you.” I joked to soothe my nerves down. “You’re not wrong. I wouldn’t even mind if you rub them down my body, all the way to places unreachable to no
What?”I half chuckled, hoping they were lying.“YEs, so what the hell do you want?” Emily snapped. “We're trying to move on and start over in a new pack. Don’t try to ruin it again.” No, no, no, no, no! This couldn’t be happening again.“No, you can’t be the Alpha. It just can’t happen. Find a different pack or anything else, just not here.” I shook my head. “Why do you care? WHy are you—” She gasped mid-sentence, quickly taking her phone out of her purse. “Baby,” she pulled her phone to him. “Is he the one?”“Yes,” he said and she gasped again. “You’re dating the Fisher family, so you’re here to take the Alpha position from us. No way!”“What?” Roger frowned. “You’ve crossed the line now. Why? Did you know all along that he was a rival of my granduncle?” “Why would I bother to know? I’m not in any way obsessed with your lives.” I frowned, yet my heart was pounding harshly, my thoughts racing through how I was going to explain this to Brian. Emily scoffed. “YOu stupid pretender.
“What?” I screamed. “How could he do such a thing? Why? Where?” I asked at once.“I don’t know. After you had left the party, I got bored, so I was doing extra research on werewolves upstairs, then I stepped out, only to find him at the party, kissing another woman!” She wailed. “That bastard!” I gasped. “He just… I didn’t invite him to the party, so he didn’t know I was going there, and he just came with another woman. I just.. Gosh, I’m gonna pass out.” She said breathlessly, palming her face as she wailed. “Why? Why me?”Her body began to tremble, so I hugged her. “It’s okay, I’m so sorry.” “It’s not your fault. I should've listened to you when you yelled that he was irresponsible. I sacrificed everything for him and even lived in that shabby house with him, just out of love. How could he betray me like that?” She cried. Her body was shaking vigorously. I patted her back to try to calm her down, but it didn’t do anything. “It’s okay.”‘It’s not okay, not at all.” She wailed. “H
Pulling away from the granny, I nodded. That made my chest sink deeper because not only was the thought of Brian dying disturbing enough, now I had to continue bearing the burden of this knowledge by myself. “Can I please get your number?” They looked at one another and burst into laughter. “WE don’t do that here. We’re very traditional and don’t want those technological things messing with us.” Janice said. “Oh, then I guess I’ll have to come back to visit?” I raised my shoulders. “Absolutely, and you both are welcome anytime.” Pat said. “Thank you,” Brian and I said in unison. “What exactly did you mean by 'she's gifted’?”Brian asked. “It’s just as you have said it. She is extremely gifted. Certain werewolves are chosen once in a thousand years to possess the power of the moon, which represents that they would be the most powerful werewolf alive, physically and spiritually. They would possess physical strength, and powers that are not ordinary. This time, Lyric is the chosen
I watched myself in the mirror and my eyes flooded with tears. The white dress was knee-light, body hugging and its hem had a white furry coat around it that gave off a vibe of a wedding dress. Brian definitely had ulterior motives when he had bought this for me. I had tied my hair up to a neat bun and added some accessories I found. I also found makeup items that were my perfect shade, so I caked my face a bit and it turned out looking gorgeous. ‘Remember why we actually came here?’ Maya said and before she could speak further, I cut her off. I didn’t need any other option, not even my wolf’s. I felt her tugging at my mind, forcing me to let her speak, but I didn’t give her the chance to. A knock came on my room door, followed by Brian pushing it open. “Are you ready?” He asked with a grin. I nodded. He stretched out his hand to me and I took it, staring down at his neatly ironed black tuxedo . HIs gorgeous dark brown hair was slightly gelled backwards, and because it was longer,
“Wait. What?” His brows jerked upwards. I nodded, laughing. “Yes. Let’s get married, right now. Jordan can be a witness on the call, whatever location. We can sign our marriage legally, do the blood oath at a temple or a park. I don’t know what it is, but…” I tried to define what felt like explosions in my belly, a feeling that I Could do anything right now. “”Are you certain?”“I’ve never been more certain about anything in my life. Let’s get married. It’s a win win. The pack wins, we win.” I was grinning from ear to ear. “Uh… okay, okay.” He glanced back then back at me then at the phone and he looked back and forth, searching for something. “I swear I don’t know what I’m looking for.” He said and we both laughed. “Get your car keys first.” I instructed. “Okay, gotcha! Wait here, okay? Don’t run away after I leave.” He instructed.I threw my head back to laugh. “Why would I run away?”“That’s right. Why would you?” He clicked his tongue and ran up the stairs. I heard him exclai
“What did you just say?” I asked Brian, a frown on my face. “I– I… I can explain.” He immediately took off his apron from his body, rushing to me. “Lyric is there?” The panic in Jordan’s voice could be heard over the phone. I turned around, storming off, my fists clenched to its side. “Wait! It’s not what you think it is!” He called, his steps thundering behind me. I increased my pace but he caught up with me and grabbed my wrist, forcing me to a halt. “Let me go!” I hollered, yanking my hand from his grip. “Please hear me out. I promise it’s not what you think.” His face was paler than it was, his breath quickening. “What do you mean? Are you crazy? Why would you propose to me but not want to marry me?” I screamed. “That’s not what I meant, I promise. I swear, it’s not. Of course, I’d want to marry you. I won’t propose to you for clout.” “You said otherwise earlier!” I snapped. My entire body was boiling. I could swear smoke was oozing out of my ears. “It’s a misunderstan
I tapped my feet uncontrollably in the cab as I reflected on Roger’s words. ‘Brain would die in a war,” Roger had said. I shook my head, ridding my brain of such horrific thoughts. No way! I shouldn’t believe Roger's words. I don’t know what came over me with Roger tonight, but it shouldn’t make me believe all he had said. He was still the same old liar. I may have forgiven him about our past relationship, but that didn’t mean I had to completely trust him now. As much as I tried to convince myself, my body became more unsteady at the thought of Brian losing his life too soon. “Can you please drive faster?” I said to the cab driver, and he shot me a death glare through the rear-view mirror. “This is the tenth time you’re saying that, ma'am. I want to believe you’re not blind and can see the traffic ahead of us. I can't make my car fly over the other cars.” He snapped. “I–I’m sorry.” I said, immediately drifting my attention back to my phone to avoid catching his glare. I tried c
I stepped out of the building, a frown on my face as I glazed around for the annoying sight of Roger. Something kept poking my mind, telling me I didn’t need to know and I should just ignore his text and go back inside. However, a heavier stubbornness pushed me all the way out of the hall and was waiting to hear what Roger had to spill.MY gaze shifted to the side of the porch and a couple were making out beyond viewer’s appropriation. It made the frown on my face worsen. “Get a room!” I yelled. They shot me a glare and resumed their nonsense. I walked away from them, watching between the jam packed cars to see if I’d see a familiar figure around, but none was found. Rolling my eyes, I began walking back in when my phone chimed again. ‘Calm down, baby. I’m coming. I see you. Just wait.’ Roger’s text popped up.My frown hardened at his text, yet I waited and lifted my head to the side, watching Roger scurry up to me. “Hey, baby.” He grinned.“Call me that again and you won’t live t
My body immediately began trembling and I glanced at Raina who had her brows furrowed in confusion. “What the heck is that supposed to mean?” Raina asked, stepping in front of me. “It means exactly what we said. She had come to confess it by herself.” A lanky girl draped in all-black and black makeup said, walking towards us. “Confess it?” I lifted a brow and finally looked behind me, realizing that Bri had walked in right after us. She had a tight, pursed-lip smile on her face. I raised an eyebrow at her and she just averted her gaze. “Yeah, she confessed it herself and ruined the fun of us trying to discover the truth.” The lanky girl said, picking a glass of drink from the table. “What are you going to do now? You’ll surely be expelled.” someone yelled at Bri. “Yeah! Reveal who the professor is. Why are you still trying to protect his image?” Someone else hollered. They kept yelling, till it became jumbled nonsense. Bri, on the other hand, was trembling as they spoke, her
My forehead furrowed at her like she was one stupid child. "What are you rambling about?" "Cut the crap!""Cut what crap?!" I yelled back, making her flinch. "You just walked up to me, yelled at Ms, and started rambling nonsense, yet you're telling me to drop the act. I honestly don't know what you're talking about." "So you've never noticed anything off about yourself as a werewolf since you were born?" She raises a brow, but her forehead was still furrowed up in a frown. "No. I mean…" was I supposed to tell her? I didn't think twice before blurting out, "I'm cursed, and you should know it, I was bullied for it in middle school and high school." "I joined our high school late. How am I supposed to know?" She hissed. "You idiot. Who made you tag a blessing as a curse?" "Wait. What are you… what do you mean?" I stepped back, trying to gather my thoughts as one piece. "I'm…" "It's not a curse. I've done my research. You've been meddling with my love life so much, I wanted to find