Still Joanna's Point Of ViewThe next morning, as we left the packhouse, there was indeed a fancy car awaiting us. However, contrary to what Beta Cleo had mentioned, there was no driver present; instead, Janice hopped behind the wheel herself."I told Cleo I'd take the wheel. We can do without any eavesdroppers," she chuckled, starting up the car. As I glanced around, it was clear that this vehicle's interior was both luxurious and comfortable, definitely worth a fortune. "Well, as long as you make sure we arrive safely. Zane should not regret trusting us with his expensive possession," I remarked. But before we could pull up, someone rushed out of the packhouse."Where are you going, mate? Why are you leaving without telling me where and how long you'll be away?" Beta Eric opened the door before Janice could even stop him. Before he could lay his hands on her, she darted out of his way."Keep your hands off me! And who are you again?" she snapped at the man."I'm you
Joanna's Point Of View still"There you are, thank Goddess! I was afraid you were going to ditch me. Because that would get me into serious trouble," Joyce sighed, exaggerating as she pulled us into a bear hug."Zane told me I could get two for the price of one," she jested. "Holy Goddess, Janice! You've grown into a real bombshell, girl. Wait till my clients see you on the runway, the men's eyes will pop out of their sockets," she chuckled."No. There is only one man for me. But he has a few hurdles to overcome before I can claim him," she answered dryly. I rolled my eyes, she knew better."Come on, let's talk business first. There is so much to be done. I have a number of filthy rich customers who want a sneak peek at the new designs," Joyce continued, already wringing her hands at the prospect. "It's not a large group, but together they can offer me a carefree year if they like my collection."I laughed, of course, she was overacting. Joyce was already rich enough
Joanna's Point Of ViewWhen I got up the next morning to start my first day at work, I felt so excited.With a smile on my face, I jumped out of bed and rushed to get ready. Half an hour later, I stood in front of the mirror, freshly bathed and dressed. I spent a little more time on my makeup, I wanted to look good in case I ran into those amazing eyes again.I hope to meet the owner, I was sure he would want to see me again. The admiration in his eyes had spoken volumes."Look at that. Someone is impatient to go to the city today. Is this a mere coincidence or is there a special reason for this?" Janice looked at me teasingly as she leaned against the car. She had some bags under her eyes, indicating that her night was not so perfect."No, I just feel great. But I can't say the same about you."She sighed deeply, opened the door, and got behind the wheel.I rushed to the passenger side. I frowned at her."Tell me, what went wrong? Yesterday, you were fine when we came
Still Joanna's Point Of View"Clyde, this is Joanna. She is new here and will be of service to you."The name suited him perfectly; he looked so aristocratic. I quickly pulled on my dress before shaking his hand. As he wrapped his long fingers around my small hand, I felt it again. Slight electric shocks ran through my body, making me feel a rush of emotions. My body was on fire, my nipples hardened and my pussy turned into a wet pool.I recoiled from my own reaction, lowering my eyes in confusion.Then I felt his lips on the palm of my hand and I was lost. Dreamily, I looked up at him, straight into the blue sea, which now stared back at me knowingly. Guess I’m busted, he noticed my reaction to him."Joanna. It is a pleasure to have you as my personal assistant. I'm sure you have the perfect clothes for me," he said softly, but his voice was no less masculine. "We came here from Latin America without a single piece of clothing. And I don't feel comfortable with the on
Joanna's Point Of View stillWhen the waitress left to get our order, Clyde leaned over to me."Joanna, you said earlier that you suffer from amnesia. How did that happen?"I shrugged, it was a mystery I was struggling with too. I looked at Janice nervously, I didn't know if these men were also werewolves. She noticed my hesitation and raised her eyebrows."Janice, I want to tell Clyde about my accident. Is he like you?" I asked her, hoping she understood what I was getting at. All three of them laughed loudly, drawing the attention of the people at the other tables."Dear Joanna, if you want to know if we are werewolves, yes we are. We just came from Latin America, but all werewolves here, Miss Human." I stared shyly at my hands on the table."Come on, tell me what's going on. You can tell me everything." His words meant so much to me, he almost felt like a good friend."Well, Janice's brother and Beta Cleo found me by the side of the road in a ravine, took me to the
Joanna's Point Of View againOur new friends took us to a block of flats in an exclusive part of town.The security was top-notch, and as I looked around, I saw sports facilities and areas for pets.Fascinated, I watched some young people my age playing volleyball.I didn't know if that used to be my sport, but I knew I could use some exercise after a stressful day at work. Certainly a plus in this whole plan of Clyde.Actually, I am pretty excited about moving in with Jace and Clyde. Their reputation was not at stake here, I simply didn't want to seem too excited. But I also wanted to avoid upsetting Zane, I owed him a great deal. He saved my life and then offered me so much more. I will try to convince him that he was important in making the decision to leave his safety, even though it was inevitable.When we finally reached the penthouse, I couldn't believe my eyes.The luxury here was incredible. We entered a hall where we left our shoes. We then entered a living r
Still Joanna's Point Of ViewZane wasn't particularly excited when Janice and I informed him about our decision to share an apartment with strangers.To our surprise, Beta Cleo turned out to be an ally and played a key role in convincing Zane to agree. While I suspected he had his own motives, there were moments when I thought that maybe he genuinely cared for Janice but was too scared to admit it. His behavior, avoiding her during the day, not speaking directly with her, and seldom meeting her gaze, hinted at deeper emotions. It wouldn’t shock me if they eventually became a couple."I'm not entirely sure this is the best decision. At Moonlight Seekers, we have a full team ready to support you. The town is nearly two hours from here," he countered. "How quickly could we reach you if there's an emergency?"Exhausted from her relentless attempts to push her brother to a decision, Janice banged her head on the table. She spent the last hour weighing up the pros and cons,
Joanna's Point Of View still"Let him love you to the point where he can't live without you. Then he will make the decision to take you as his chosen mate. Meanwhile, prepare yourself to be the ideal mate when he proposes."These words from Janice kept spinning in my head, haunting me.Long after she had drifted off to sleep beside me, I was still awake thinking about their meaning. The perfect mate, how do I do that? I wasn't a werewolf and no one here was mated. Not Zane, not even Beta Cleo.The only ones who were kind of mated were Janice and Beta Eric. But they weren't exactly the best examples. I needed to find someone else to help me with this, maybe a couple that had been happily mated for years. Or two people with extensive knowledge of the subject, then nothing could go awry. I wanted to be the perfect mate for Clyde so that he no longer had the need to look for his wife, who belonged to someone else.But what about me, what if I had a family of my own?Childr
As if he had been waiting for this precise cue for an eternity, Xin surfaced, taking over from his human.Clyde's head took on a shape as if carved from wood, the golden fur shimmering as it manifested on his face. Possessively, he cradled Joanna’s face in his hands, lifting it toward him and kissing every inch of it, a fervent declaration of his love.Caught off guard by the strong, untamed power that enveloped her, Era stiffened, her senses reeling. She closed her eyes, savoring the intoxicating rush flowing through her, a wave of pure, unadulterated energy.“No need to panic, love,” Xin whispered to her, his voice a soothing balm against her surging anxiety. “I have never given you reason to doubt me. What is this?” Era leaned against his chest, surrendering to his silent, persuasive power, her resistance melting away like snow in the summer sun.“Joanna is insecure,” she confided in a low murmur, a confession whispered on the edge of a sigh. “She fears that a fated mate might sudd
As they stood before the grand, imposing doors of the Palace, Butler Clark came before them, his presence as steady as the ancient stones of the building itself.Clark was the same age as Alpha Maceo, but unlike the Alpha, who retained a youthful vigor, the signs of aging were etched deeply into the butler's face, revealing his years of service and loyal duty. Moreover, the butler was not as athletically built, nor did he move with the same fluid grace as Maceo.“Alpha, are you here to speak with the King?” he asked the visitor icy calm, his tone devoid of any warmth. “Please, follow me, the family is on the back terrace, enjoying a moment of respite now that Queen Joanna needs her strength.”Before the Alpha could offer a reply, Clark turned on his heel, clearly expecting the pair to follow him without question.The Alpha and his granddaughter exchanged a surprised glance, before stepping into the grand foyer. They walked through a long, winding corridor, passing a bustling, fragrant
"What did you say?" Alpha Maceo of the Falcon Crest pack thundered, his voice reverberating through the sterile confines of the Royal doctor's office. "Man, run the tests again! This… this cannot be true!"His face, normally a picture of composure and quiet strength, was now flushed crimson, a mask of disbelief and rising fury. He glared at Doctor Andrew, who sat calmly across the polished mahogany desk, his expression carefully neutral. Andrew held out the thin sheets of paper with the results.He read the conclusions aloud, his voice steady, each word a hammer blow to Maceo's bewildered mind, shattering the carefully constructed facade of his reality."Alpha, these are simple English words, and I assure you, I read them correctly," Doctor Andrew sighed, his eyes reflecting a quiet understanding of the turmoil raging within the older man. "And I assure you, I have run these tests five times. I could hardly believe it myself. But your wolf knows the truth. During the collaboration to
Nervously Sybille stepped into her new mate's apartment.Even though they had spent hours together in the vehicle returning to the pack, he had barely spoken to her. Kenrick had worked on his iPad the entire trip. He checked news channels reporting on events in the Kingdom and Woodland. He was meticulous, his brow furrowed in concentration.His phone also constantly buzzed and vibrated.His colleagues worldwide wanted his personal account of the events surrounding Alpha Abel and the Royals. He answered them with clipped, precise words, his voice a low rumble.Although he always treated her respectfully, she could clearly feel his underlying power.Kenrick was definitely Alpha material. His dominance and confidence radiated from him. The intense look in his eyes demanded obedience. His strong grip on her hand, when he did touch her, revealed his inner strength.Sybille knew she should not underestimate him.She had not interacted much with him before. Her attention was constantly focus
In Woodland, a convoy of vehicles, somber and silent, rolled to a halt before the imposing, massive gates.Three vehicles peeled away from the main group, one of them a hearse carrying the body of the fallen Alpha Abel. A lone warrior approached the lead vehicle, where Kenrick sat in the back with Sybille.As the guard drew closer, he inhaled deeply, his senses sharp, and his eyes widened in shock."Alpha Kenrick," he stammered, disbelief thick in his voice. "We received no word of your arrival. We knew Alpha Abel was defeated since the pack link with him was severed, but the circumstances were shrouded in rumors."The warrior sprinted back towards the gates and pressed a button.The heavy gates began to slide open, granting the cars access to the pack lands. He sent an alert through the mind link, informing the pack of Kenrick's sudden arrival.A flurry of activity erupted within the packhouse.There was no time for formal celebrations or to prepare a grand welcome. Everyone rushed t
“Clyde,” Joanna murmured weak as she slowly opened her eyes, her gaze meeting his.The Crown Prince, his face carved in relief and overflowing with joy, kissed her all over her face as his heart is overflowing with gratitude. The past few minutes had been a terrifying ordeal for the entire family, a roller coaster of emotions that had left them breathless.“Yes, I’m here with you,” Clyde beamed emotionally. “You scared the hell out of me, my love. What would become of me without you by my side? If you ever decide to leave, don’t forget to take me with you, this life is nothing without you.”Joanna smiled, her eyes filled with a deep, unwavering love.With difficulty, she lifted her hand to stroke his face, her touch feather-light, her eyes shining with an affection that transcended words.“Will you mark me now? Make me your legal wife and my werewolf mate?”The Crown Prince laughed, a sound of pure, unadulterated relief, and pulled her tightly against him, his tears glistening in the
Crown Prince Clyde stood at the head of the large Council Board table, his posture rigid as the hall began to fill with spectators, their eyes eager and whispers buzzing with anticipation.Everyone was curious about the recent, chaotic events, and it was crucial to provide clear explanations, to dispel the confusion that hung heavily in the air. Once everyone had taken their seats and the Royals stood at some distance in front of him, Clyde addressed the attendees, his voice resonating with a solemn gravity.“As you all know, my wife, Joanna, was the fated mate of Alpha Abel,” he stated the obvious. “With his death, the bond was broken, not only with the marked mate but also with my wife. But Joanna is human, and she carries my twin pups, which adds an immense burden to her already fragile state.”He paused, letting his words sink in, as he heard gasps of shock ripple through the room.Some whispered among themselves, their voices laced with accusation, blaming him for what had happen
"Jace, I can’t bear to lose her," the Crown Prince softly growled with anguish, as he leaned heavily against the cold, sterile wall outside the ward where Joanna was being examined.His knuckles were white, his body trembling with suppressed terror."What could have caused all this? Was it the breaking of the bond with Alpha Abel?""I believe so. Sybille went through the same experience, but her Lycan helped her through it," the Secretary replied gravely. "Joanna is only half-transformed, and her wolf is still too weak. And the pups, man, this is dire."Fifteen agonizing minutes later, the doctor emerged from the examination room, his face a mask of grim concern, his shoulders slumped with a heavy weariness. Clyde and Jace rushed towards him, their hearts pounding with dread. The doctor's posture alone spoke volumes, painting a bleak picture."Doctor, my wife…" the Crown Prince stammered with fear. "Will she be okay? I beg you, do everything in your power to save her. Joanna must reco
At the sound of Sybille's voice, a feral rage consumed Alpha Abel.His eyes blazed, shifting into the predatory orbs of his wolf, and with a speed that defied human perception, he lunged at the she-wolf. His hand, a clawed weapon of raw power, closed around Sybille's throat, almost cutting off her desperate gasp."You tricked me!" he snarled, his voice a guttural growl that vibrated with unbridled fury. "You knew I would never choose you, what we had was a fleeting illusion, a ghost of the past. You came to my pack with the intention of keeping me away from Joanna, weaving a web of deceit. You were a pawn in a conspiracy, a viper in my den. But I will not surrender to you, I will reclaim my mate!"His grip tightened, the pressure crushing Sybille's windpipe, her eyes bulging as her face turning a grotesque shade of purple. A strangled gurgle escaped her lips, a desperate plea for air.Then suddenly, a figure, in a whirlwind of motion, slammed into Abel, sending him crashing to the gro