[`~♠CORAL~♠]
-Age 17- The cool breeze hits my skin as the evening sky thickens on dark clouds, leaves rustle around us and my hair dances to the conduct. I hold my dress by the hem and wait for the gust to pass. “I–I really like you, Coral… won't you reconsider? I won't do anything to hurt you, I promise.” Jason probes, professing his feelings for me once more. “Jason… I like you too, but… not in that way.” I say, tucking a stray strand of my fiery red hair from my face. Jason wears a crestfallen face that pulls at the guilt at my chest, plaguing me once more. He was a sweet boy and a year older than I am. I wanted to give him a chance but I couldn't. “We're only a year away from getting mated. It's not going to be possible—” I start to tell him but he doesn't listen, cutting me off halfway. “You don't know if that's going to happen!” Jason argues. “And even so, I don't care about that, you're the only one I want right now.” His words made me smile, bringing a certain warmth to my heart but a dull ache still lingered on. “Right now,” I recite his last words. “Until you find your mate and lose all interest in me.” Jason tries to speak but I put out a hand to stop him. “And if I'm still unmated when you find yours, what would happen to me then?” Jason advances towards me and I step back, my back hits the bark of the tree behind me. “Coral…” “I'll be left hurt and heartbroken,” I admit. “I don't want that, besides, it takes a lot of guts to reject one's mate. You say you don't care about that now—” “I don't.” I shake my head. “What if you do? Can you truly say that? A mate is your forever, you can't simply throw that away, you'll always feel the emptiness of rejection even if you have someone… as long as they aren't your mate and besides, even if we don't get mated immediately, I–I can't exactly say the same when I find my mate.” I muttered, turning my gaze away. But I didn't need to look at Jason, I already knew the expression on his face right now and I'd be utterly compelled to give him a chance despite the odds. The odds were too high. Growing up I've heard stories about unmated couples who get together with each other and soon after they're forced to break apart once they find their mates. And they're always left the same way; heart broken and ruined. In extremely rare cases where one of the individual's love is stronger than the mate bound and the other former partner is not, it could drive the other to become a feral wolf. A wolf obsessed with gaining what he or she’s lost and by all means necessary. They become irrational, crazed and don't mind who they hurt to get back the one they love the most… they become a nuisance, forever lost, consumed by rage, pain and regret. I didn't want that, not for anyone. I wanted to be with my mate, my own forever, like father and mother. They make the love of a mate bound look euphoric; they love, trust and cherish each other. I wanted to experience that as well but with my mate. And that's why I couldn't be with Jason. “I’m not going to give up.” Jason's voice picks up after another gust and I'm compelled to turn my head up at him. I sigh, he's relentless. “Please don't say reckless things like this.” “It’s not reckless,” He pauses. “Okay… maybe it's a little bit reckless but still…” He rephrased, moving in quickly before I could react, he grabs my hands into his tougher but smooth ones and pulls me to him. Jason towers over me. His lean figure is still bigger in comparison to me. His reddish-brown hair brushes against his forehead as the breeze whooshes and he stares into me with determination filling his warm honey brown eyes. “Coral… I—” A musky scent that carried the tang of the forest trees filled my nostrils and I knew he was here. “You’ll get away from her if you want to keep your pitiful life, cub.” We both freeze upon hearing my eldest brother's stern voice, his hulking form looms behind Jason like the dark, angry cloud over us and Jason practically whimpers, stepping away from me as though he's been touched by hot water. He turns around and faces my brother's stoic face but I know behind that exterior facade, he's raging, like he always does whenever a boy within or outside of the pack approaches me. The subtle twist in his brows always tells me so. “A–Alpha Rae…gan. I–I wasn't doing anything with her… I was just—” “Run along, now.” My brother, Raegan growls slowly, his tone laced with malice. His snarl always sends a chill down my spine whenever he gets like this—when they all get like this. Jason scurries away without a second thought. I turn to my brother once he's out of sight. “You didn't have to do that.” My brother turns his attention to me, wearing a smirk on his face when he meets my scolding gaze. He approaches me silently and my eyes drift over his built shirtless torso. He must have just had his evening run, his golden brown skin is smeared with dirt and he smelled very much like the misty forest's earth and dry sweat. “I know.” He drawls when he neared me. I could still hear the malice in his voice. “You scared him away.” “I did.” He encroaches into my space and I'm forced backwards till I'm pressed against the tree again. “Why? You're always doing this, the three of you always disrupt each moment I have with a guy.” I scold with a pout. I appreciate the brotherly gesture but their protectiveness was bordering on annoying. Raegan plants his right hand on the tree, above my head, he grabs my chin and closes in on me. “That’s because he wants— I’m simply protecting you.” I cock my eyebrow at him. “I don’t need protecting anymore, I'm seventeen now, not a little girl.” Raegan chuckles, a deep rumble leaving his chest. “You’re still my little girl.” I scoff and roll my eyes at him, “Whatever floats your boat.” I say, slipping out from underneath his cage. “I think it's high time you left the pack.” He turns around, his brow raised as he stares down at me, amused. “Why would I want to do that?” “Well, to go find your forever person, obviously.” I tell him, folding my arms underneath my breast, the action jeers it up and my brother's eyes leeches on it for a slight moment. He laughs, “I don't need to do that.” And I frown at him. It was a common act for werewolves who remained unmated in their packs for a long time to go on a journey to search for their other half. Raegan and my other brothers, Damian and Rune, though they've taken leadership of the pack and we're doing wonderfully, were still unmated. It was not a hidden fact but it was also a major concern of everyone in the pack. The Elder council said the power structure was unbalanced because the pack needed a Luna. Even though mother still filled that position but father had already stepped down. And with the new leadership, a new Luna was essential. It wasn't just a rule, it was tradition and the pack elders never failed to bring it up at every meeting. “Why not?” “Because she's here.” He comments coolly. My frown deepens, “You’re not making any sense. If she's here, why hasn't any one of you seen or felt each other?” I asked, then my thought hits me instantly and I gasps, “Wait!” shooting my hands out to stop him from speaking. “You must have, since you know… who is she?” I burst out excitedly. Raegan laughs at my outburst. I pout, hitting him at the side of his torso, it doesn't do anything to him though. “Don’t tease me!” I whine. “You’re so mean sometimes.” “I’m mean sometimes, huh?” He repeats, closing the space between us a bit, enough for him to reach for my red hair, he tucks it behind my ear. “And when I'm not?” His voice deepens on his question. It sends flashes of heat over my body and I step away from him. “You’re overbearing. Now stop teasing me and tell me.” “Well, you’ll know soon enough.” He states and I thought I saw a nervous look in his eyes. I was probably imagining it, it wasn’t like Raegan to be nervous about anything. He was who I wanted to be like when I get older; strong and outgoing. “Why not now?” “Because I don't want her to be frayed.” My brother states. “And she doesn't know because she's not of age yet.” I stand at akimbo, tilting my head a little to catch his ice blue eyes. “Have you tried talking to her?” Raegan chuckles, dipping his hands into his pockets, his bare chest flexes and the air carries his comforting earthy scent. “Of course, I talk to her all the time, moonbeam.” He says, calling me by my nickname and pinches my cheek. “You’re awfully interested in her.” “Of course! This is the biggest news ever. The elder council keeps fussing about you.” “The Elders are fussing about Damian and Rune as well.” “Yes but, you’re our pack leader.” “True, but we run the pack together.” The sky rumbles above us and the wind picks up, Raegan pulls me in, shielding me from the current. “It’s going to rain soon, let's head back home.” I nod and he starts to strip. “Wh-What are you doing?!” I flush, covering my face with my hands and I hear my brother laugh. “It’d be faster this way, hop on.” He growls and when I open my eyes again, he's shifted into his wolf, his white fur potent against the dark, stormy evening. “I’m not a little girl anymore, you know.” I mutter and he responds by nudging me with his nose. Raegan’s wolf form is massive and beautiful. His fur is smooth and silky, as a little girl I used to fall asleep on him a lot. I’d tell him to shift and he'd give me a wolf ride on his back all the time. But I was no longer that little girl anymore. Raegan doesn't just get it or he doesn't want to. As a Lycan he was the biggest wolf in the pack aside from father who’s also a Lycan and Damien who’s Alpha wolf. He sniffs the air before his icy blue gaze turns to me, letting me know that it wouldn't be long until the sky falls. I roll my eyes, letting out a defeated sigh, picking up his pant and Raegan crouches on his hinges so I could climb with ease. His furs are so soft and warm against my legs and fingers as I hold onto him. He glances back at me and I give him a nod and he moves, leaping through the path and it doesn't take long before we reach the house. Thunder roars and lightning crackles and the sky falls open onto everything below it.[~♠CORAL♠~]-Age 18- I stir awake to a warm feeling in my chest and a smile on my face. Sitting up, I stretch, humming as my body comes alive as the sun hits my skin through the open window. Today's my eighteenth birthday and most likely the day I get mated. I'm so ecstatic that it's nerve wracking. I wonder who it'd be, what he'd be like. Was he as excited as I am? I hurry downstairs, my tousled red hair flying behind me as I step into the landing and take the flight of stairs till I'm at the bottom. I giggle, feeling the excitement of today. I'll know when the moon comes up. My hair brushes my face as I hop onto the landing and skittle down the hallway, into the dining room for breakfast. The house is surprisingly quiet as I walk through, I don't see a single person, not even the maids but I hear the whispers of distorted voices as I approach the dining. Coloured papers rained down on me with a loud pop when I pushed the wooden double door open, then bright lights from the morn
[~♠CORAL♠~] Soon nightfall came with the passing of the sun as the moon toppled over the reddish-orange hues of the sky and the day became even buzzier. I was overly excited— I was nervous and I was almost about to implode. It’s the night of my birthday and my parents had invited every member of the pack. The celebration is customary since I'm the daughter of the pack leader. Well, former pack leader, since my father, Knox Hendrix, is retired and my eldest brother, Raegan has taken over leadership as the next head. It’s the night I get to discover my other half, my second piece. My mate. So it was an important event and it was going to be grand. My brothers had turned eighteen years ago and the same was done for them, although they hadn’t been able to find their mates, even after taking over the leadership position from father. It’s been sixteen years since turning eighteen and it’s also been five years since their enthronement as pack leaders so I understood the worries of th
[`~♠CORAL~♠] It seemed as though the mechanism of my world, once hovering euphorically about me, spotted a cog and came to a crushing stop.Three familiar gazes watched me as everyone turned their attention to the one place I couldn’t take my eyes off. My heartbeat was an ever palpitating organ in my chest, threatening to implode and crush my bones.My mates… were the very people that held a very special place in my life.My triplet brothers; Raegan, Damian and Rune.It couldn’t be possible. The moon goddess was surely playing some sort of cruel, sick game on me.Surely, this was just all a dream… No. This was no dream, because dreams don’t give you the worst event of your life. This was dark and twisted. A nightmare.Raegan was the first to start an approach, his gait exuberant and domineering and for some strange reason, it felt so very… arousing?I felt the blazing heat of his icy-blue gaze pinned at me—like he didn’t care at all about the world around him, all the gazes watching
[~♠CORAL♠~] I had cried myself to sleep again and when I awoke, wrapped around myself, the sun was already high up in the sky. The blinding rays filled my room and filled my senses with the same heavy sensation I’ve been carrying for a week now, locked in my bedroom.And despite the trials of my parents to reach out to me, I just couldn’t pull myself together to communicate with anyone. My brothers— or should I say, my mates now, didn’t fail to show their turbulence as well. But I’d refused to see them either, ignoring the pounding sensation in my chest that wants me to be nowhere else but in their embrace.My bedroom had become my solace and crying myself to sleep right after pleading to the moon goddess for forgiveness, if I had done anything to dishonor her, had become a routine. But each day, still, I wake up with the same churning feeling in my chest and inkless inscription, that I’m still mated to my brothers.The burning feeling, a raging evidence of the reality of my fate.M
[~♣RAEGAN♣~] A week ago should have been the happiest moment of my— our lives. I guess I was wrong, woefully. It had morphed into an intricate, heart wrecking nightmare, one that has plagued my mind for a week now. The entire length of the days my moonbeam had locked herself away from the world, from us— her mates and family. And I’d realized that I was probably in my own world thinking she’d be happy about it. I knew deep down, below my selfish soul but I didn’t think it’d be this bad. My moonbeam had locked herself up in her bedroom, shutting out everything and everyone—that didn’t exclude us, her mates. But we’d been a proper family until a week ago when she’d finally turned eighteen. When she had finally become aware of our mate bond. It was a secret I held… we held, my brothers and I. We’d always known about it… since that night. I was the first of the bunch to realize it. And it’s been years since then. My selfishness hadn’t let me reveal the truth to my parents. Her swee
[~♠CORAL♠~] My father’s words has me halting in an instant. The heaviness in his words melded with the rage that kept wafting off him and I felt, deep within me that something wasn’t right. The panicked expression that now splashed across the faces of my brothers didn’t do anything to soothe my racing, worried heart. As a matter of fact, it only made my curious yet worry filled heart plummet in my chest. My breathing is ragged and I wait for my father to respond to me. When he finally turns to look at me, his rage seem to taper down a bit because the fierce silver glow in his eyes reverts back to its ice-blue colour. “Pearl…” He breathes and starts towards me. He catches my face in his hands when he reach me and drawing our foreheads together, he takes in another breathe. “Are you alright? How are you feeling? You’ve been locked up in your room for so long… I was worried.” I smile at my father’s soft gesture, I guess I really did make him worry. Catching his hands with min
[~♠CORAL♠~]I wail against mother’s body as she sits with me, holding me down as I poured out the suffocating emotions that threatens my sanity. She just let me pour it all out, not saying a word to me and simply combing her soft fingers through my hair as she plants soft kisses.“It— it’s not true, right?” I sniffle, my voice croaky and low. I pull out of my mother’s embrace. “Raegan’s isn’t telling the truth, right? He’s just trying to be selfish, right?” I question with a bitter laugh. “I’m your daughter, aren’t I?”“Coral… Honey, I—” Mother's words clips off and she turns her face away and the possible truth sticks in.I turn to my father, looking up at him for a hopeful answer. But there’s a look on his face that I can’t properly decipher and he doesn’t meet my eyes either. And I feel my world being blown away like a hurricane.“This... can’t be happening… how is this even possible?” I mutter. Questioning no one in particular.“You were found on our land’s boarder,” Father’s deep
[~♠CORAL♠~]A knock came through the door before it was pushed open. Kiara, my best-friend stood at the threshold, a small wooden tray in her hand. “I brought you some sandwich.” She smiles softly at me.“I’m not hungry.” I mutter, leaning deeper against my knee, I draw my blanket tightly over my body.Kiara sighs, stepping into the room. She drops the tray on the bed-side table and takes a spot on the bed, beside me.“Come on Coco, you need to eat. You can’t keep doing this to yourself. You’re making me worried.”“I’m fine.” I whisper, resting my head on my knee. My red hair curtains my face as I tuck myself, wishing the darkness would swallow me whole.“No you’re not, Coco! You’re barely eating. No, scratch that, you’ve not been eating at all! It’s been a week now. You’re not taking care of yourself and that just makes me more miserable as your best friend because I feel like I’m not doing my best to help you.”“I’m not dead yet, am I?” I question, flatly.“You can’t give me that r
[~♥CORAL♥~]“Kiara… What are you doing? You’re going to get us into trouble.” I let out a hushed yell, turning my head around to scan the surroundings.Kiara creeps closer to the wall, placing a finger on her lips. “Shh, you’ll get us caught if you keep bugging me.”“Well, it’s not right to eavesdrop on people.”“Be quiet Coco, I’m trying to hear what’s going on. It’s clearly important.”“That’s exactly why we’re not supposed to be here. Why did you drag me here? I never agreed to this. What if someone sees us and reports it to Raegan.”She rolls her eyes, shaking her head, “Well, for one I know we won’t get caught if you stop making a fuss about it. Secondly, you’re literally mated to the most important people in the pack. No one else is above them, so we’ll be fine.” She says and turns to me. She winks, her smile mischievous and then she returns her attention back to the wall. Placing her ear against the surface, she strains to hear what’s happening at the other side but with the
[~♦DAMIAN♦~]It’s all bullcrap and I can smell it.If that shifty fucking smile on his face isn’t enough to prove it then I don’t know what else will. There was something other than just bringing an end to our long held feud that he was attaining for. I don’t know much about the strategic stuff in a war, that was Rune’s line of expertise but with Kane’s reputation and what I’ve seen through the long years, this war has become more than a conquest for power. Our land has one of the rarest items that any pack would kill to obtain—a mine with an abundance of mythril.It’s a stone that’s considered to be one of the strongest ore in the land. It’s used here in crafting the best of our weaponries and priced accessories but it’s never exported in bulk because it’s a precious stone but it’s also a dangerous item if in the wrong hands. It’s an item that can turn the tides of not only war but development in any pack. So it’s always been the leading factor to all the wars we’ve faced so far.
[~♠RUNE♠~]The tension in the air is remarkable. If active it would be explosively destructive.Even though Raegan might have agreed to this meeting, everyone present is on high alert. That doesn’t exempt me though. But I’d rather have a peaceful resolution than a destructive war.“My, you guys should really chill out,” Kane inputs when he takes the seat at the end of the long table. Reagan takes the other, at the head. The rest of us settle into the seats at each side of the table. Damian and I sit at opposite sides; I on the left and him at the right. Leon and a few others take their individual seats as well and Kane’s beta, Talon sits next to him, at his right side. Kane crosses his left leg over his right. The table is high enough to conceal it but his body movement is enough to read his actions. He smirks. “There’s enough animosity in this room to chill my bones. It’s almost like I’m the enemy here.”“You are the enemy here, you fucker.” Damian growls.There’s a subtle pause b
[~♣RAEGAN♣~]“What do you want Rune?” Damian hisses at Rune, not taking a look at him. His attention is held up by the man in front of him and Alpha Kane is just as reeling to go as he is.“What I want is for you to stop misbehaving.” Rune scolds. “Are you trying to make things worse than they already are?” Damian snarls at him. “He’s the one asking for a death wish.” Kane lets out a disdainful snort at his remark and Damian shoots him a glare.“Are you really going to do this? You’ll only be contradicting your stated intentions of peace if you engage him in a fight,” Rune says, and it earns him a smirk from Kane. “But don’t think we’ll be letting you off just because my douchebag of a brother caused a scene.” Kane’s smirk widens into a darkly, amused grin and his eyes flashes, noting the threat behind Rune’s words.He straightens, completely relaxed from his battle stance. His muscles are slightly tensed so I know he’s distinctly aware of Damian’s threatening presence in front of hi
[~♣RAEGAN♣~]“What the hell are you doing here?” I snarl at the man in front of me.I was in the middle of a meeting with my brothers and the pack’s elder council on finalizing the next step of action to take regarding Kane's message when one of my border guards busted in like his ass was on fire.He came with troubling news. Kane had already arrived at our border and the guards had apprehended him and were bringing him here.The news set my brothers and I and everyone else in the room on high alert. We rushed out a moment before he arrived at the pack house, surrounded by the pack guards with their weapons poking out behind him.The news of his sudden arrival was upsetting but not the most surprising thing, even though it completely threw me getting the message. We were unprepared and hadn't expected him to show up so soon and so suddenly.He’d requested a meeting through his messenger. It was the reason we were in-deep in this meeting, arguing our heads off on whether to take Rune’s
[~♥CORAL♥~]“You didn't drop by this morning. What happened? Is everything alright, Kiki?” I ask, walking up beside her just as we step out of school premises to the street.I call out her name this time when she doesn't respond to me. When I get no response again, I quickly grab her arm. Stopping in my tracks, I pull her back. It cause her to jerk back too until she halts in her track. “Kiara…” Her mind seems dazed but then she blinks and gasp as though snapping out of a hypnosis. Her eyes fills momentarily with shock and a clip expression before it falls off her face.Her breath settles and then her hazel gaze holds mine. “Sorry Coco, what was that?”I frown a little, a small pout puckering my lips and I release my hold on her arm. “You didn't show up at my house this morning… what happened?”I must have imagined the flash of anger in her eyes. “Why? I'm not your mother, Coco.”I know she didn't mean to be rude but her curt remark still cuts me like a gullet wound but in the chest.
[~♥CORAL♥~]My face is red. Beet blood… maybe even tomato red. I know because I can feel the heat smoking off my face, hotter than any heated ore or metal. Probably even hotter than molten lava itself.It's scalding and it's caused by the two large figures hanging at the doorway of Rune's bedroom.I'm overcomed by sheer embarrassment as Damian's teasing words hit me. That's right… I had come here to bring Rune over for breakfast. He's been engrossed in his new craft piece, I'm not sure he's had a proper rest. I wonder what he's making this time. I do love all his pieces. They were always enchanting. I'm sure all the females in the pack would love to wear a piece if they could. However, the thought made my mind scream with disapproval. I wouldn't want any other woman to wear his art piece. Actually, more correctly than that, I didn't want them wearing any of his piece. I know that it sounds childish to think but I can't help but think that they'd be wearing a piece of him on them a
[~♥CORAL♥~]“You want… to kiss me?” I mutter the words slowly. My cheeks instantly heating with a blush.“Mhmm, I deserve one too, don't you think?” Rune says, turning me slightly in his arms.I flush deeper, stuttering. “Well… um, I–”“You don't have to if you don't want to, cupcake.”“No, that's not it. I just thought you were angry about it.”“Cupcake… what in goddess’s are you on about?”“What? You're not angry?” I ask, surprise. I'm not so sure why I am but I also don't really know how I expected him to feel about it. “Why would I be?” He arches a brow at me.“Well, because you saw Raegan kissing me?” I point out slowly. My cheeks heat from both the memory of the kiss and suddenly feeling dumb.Rune scoffs, then roll his eyes and shakes his head. The white highlights of his soft, dark locks scatters across his face.“Why would I be angry about that? It’s perfectly normal between mates.” He remarks.I bite my lip then add. “Raegan was mad,” I pause. “Actually, no, he was jealous
[~♠RUNE♠~]A soft knock on my door has been stirring out of a daze. But I don't look up from my work when I mutter the words “Come in.”There's a low humming in my chest before the door pulls open and I'm raising my head to the door even before she pokes her head through the opening of my door.“Hi,” She calls out in a sweet, low tone. A coy smile graces her beautifully plush face as she steps onto the threshold. She stands there, not crossing and my gaze catches the nervous twirl of her fingers around her midriff.A smile of my own coats my face, my lips twitching with the amusement I'm suddenly feeling at her shy demeanor. She looks so cute fiddling with the material of her dress. So cute and so edible in the soft looking, white, sleeveless dress with soft pink flower prints, she's wearing.Noting my own thoughts, I mentally hit myself in the head when I realize I haven't responded to her greeting.“Hi,” I say, getting off my stool and dumping my piece of art on my work table.“Um…