ATLASMy naughty little Wildcat sure knows how to keep me on my toe, I lick my bottom lips as I stare at the picture she sent me. I run my hand on my phone circling her hardened nipple visible underneath her nightgown. Should have sucked on it when I took her in the kitchen."We are here, Alpha," Enzo's voice cuts through what I am doing. I look up and gaze out of the window, as the helicopter soars through the sky heading towards the Alpha King's palace. It has been a while since my last visit to the Alpha King's palace, and not much has changed. The grand structure still stands tall and majestic, its marble pillars gleaming under the sunlight. Memories of past visits flood my mind, reminding me of the various meetings, celebrations, and trials that have taken place within these walls.The Alpha King has been an imposter all these years and no one noticed, not even me. And to think I made a deal with him to kill Alpha Hector. I always knew I was a pawn in his sick games but knowin
ATLASCane, Griffin, Enzo, and I exchange wary glances, but we remain silent. The Alpha King's chuckle and his smug demeanor only fuel the fire within me, and I resist the urge to unleash the rage that simmers beneath the surface."We're not here for your games," I retort, my voice cutting through the silence. "We're here for Amelia's mother. Release her, and we can end this peacefully."I know he knows why we are here, beating around the bush will be a waste of time. My time.The Alpha King chuckles, his eyes glinting with malice. "Oh, my dear Alpha Atlas, you always were the naive one. Peaceful resolutions are not my style, you of all people should know this."Yes, I know this quite well. Giving me the upper hand to kill Alpha Hector, right before he ordered Alpha Hector to wipe out my pack and Amelia's pack.We were all just at his fingertips, he didn't even have to do anything. He knew some packs hated themselves and he pried on that, letting us fight each other while he sat back
AMELIAIt has been three days since Atlas left with some of his pack members, I spend most of the day training with Easton, learning new defense techniques, and strolling around the mansion with Ethel learning more about the pack territory.Today Easton offered to teach me how to drive, well after much back and forth on how Atlas would skin him alive if he found us driving around the territory."You do know the Alpha will never allow you to drive, you have people for that," Easton still tries to persuade me to change my mind as I get into the passenger seat next to him.Grabbing the seatbelt and putting it in place, I chuckle, "What if it's an emergency? I think Atlas will be pleased to see I can drive on my own, don't you think?" Easton shakes his head, I can't read his thoughts but I am sure he is thinking of what he will tell Atlas knowing how stubborn and persistent I am going to be if he tries to stop me. He sighs deeply placing the key into the ignition, "Fine, not like I have
AMELIAI watch as Easton exits the car, his face a mask of fury. Zayn's presence is unwelcome here in this territory, his presence here means he didn't leave with his pack members.Zayn saunters towards Easton, a smug grin plastered across his face. His two guards flank him, their eyes scanning the area warily."What are you doing here, Alpha Zayn?" Easton demands, his voice laced with barely contained rage.Zayn chuckles a cold and mirthless sound. "I'm here to see my mate."Easton's eyes narrow dangerously. "Amelia is not your mate. She's the Luna of this pack, and she has nothing to do with you. The Alpha has asked that you move out of his territory."Zayn's lips curl into a sneer. "She was once my mate, if I wanted her back all I have to do is claim her."Easton takes a step forward, his fists clenched. "You'll have to go through me first and believe me I will not hesitate to rip you to shreds."Zayn's guards step forward, about to transform into their wolf form. The tension in th
AMELIAZayn's smirk widens, his eyes gleaming with malice. "I've done nothing, Amelia. But have you considered the possibility that Griffin might have?"My mind races, trying to process his words. No, it's impossible that Griffin would do such a thing to me, even Atlas despise Griffin but for the sake of my mother, they both decided to set their differences aside. Or was I wrong in thinking that Griffin wouldn't hurt Atlas?"Why would he do that?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.Zayn shrugs nonchalantly. "Power, my dear. Power corrupts people, and Griffin is no exception. He knows by eliminating Atlas, he can take over his territory."The thought of Griffin being behind such treacherous acts makes my stomach churn. But a part of me refuses to believe it. Griffin may have his flaws, but I can't imagine him being so ruthless.If he had waited so long to start executing his plan?"That's not true," I argue, my voice shaky. "Griffin would never do something like that."Zayn chuckl
ATLASI wake up to the echo of a female voice calling out my name and a hand touching my cheeks, I groan deeply feeling an awkward pain in my chest."A-Amelia," I mutter but I don't get a reply. My eyes slowly flicker open to find Enzo and Griffin leaning over me, their expressions a mix of concern and urgency. My eyes dart from them slowly to the room we are in, the low hum of fluorescent lights casts a pale glow on the cold, gray walls, that look like a cell or am I hallucinating?I groan, my head throbbing in protest. "What happened?" I mutter, my voice hoarse.Enzo's eyes meet mine, his gaze unwavering. "We were ambushed," he says. "That bastard set us up."Griffin walks over to the other end of the wall, he sits down on the bare floor resting his head on the wall. His jaw clenches as he closes his eyes thinking about something.I rub my temple, struggling to recall the events leading to our capture. The last I remembered was Pyro attacking the Alpha King and without my will, he
ATLASThe intense surge of power courses through me as I witness the unexpected display of abilities. The flames consume Cane and his guards, leaving only ashes in their wake.Enzo and Griffin stare at me in astonishment, their eyes wide with a mixture of awe and concern but they are not as surprised as me. I bring my trembling hand to my eyes, wondering what in the hell just came out of my hand. Griffin's earlier words about consuming the Alpha King's powers now make sense, but the implications of this newfound strength linger in the air. I am not entirely in control of my body, it feels like something is controlling me. "What just happened?" Enzo mutters, his voice filled with disbelief.Griffin remains silent, his gaze fixed on me. As the flames subside, I stagger back, the strain of using such power evident on my face. The metallic taste of blood returns to my mouth and I wipe my mouth, realizing the consequences of this transformation.I race to the end of the cell and without
AMELIAAnother day passed and still no call or message from Atlas, Easton reassured me that Enzo had reached out to him and that Cane had betrayed them but they had things under control. It made me wonder if Griffin is also part of all this but I don't want to believe he could ever betray me. but doubt gnawed at my mind. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss.I sit in my room, staring out the window, I don't feel like training today, Easton won't even take me out to the fields to learn how to drive and get my mind off things. He suspects that Zayn is out to get me, he has some of his men looking for him with the mission to kill him at sight and even the idea of eating is slowly fading away. Just a bloody message that's all I want, even if I can't hear his voice. I fold my leg holding it in place with my hand as I place my head on my knee, my mind swirling with a myriad of emotions. The room feels stifling, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on me. I try to pu
AMELIA My heart swells with pride and joy as I hug Atlas tightly. I can't believe that he was chosen as the Alpha King. In a way, I dreamt of him being the Alpha King but I was also accepting if he came home otherwise. It all didn't matter to me but this is a testament to his strength, courage, and leadership qualities. He is a good leader who always puts his pack first and I know he will do well to protect his pack and other packs at large. "I'm so proud of you," I whisper this time, my voice thick with emotion. "You're going to do great." He smiles down at me, his eyes filled with love and admiration. "Thank you, my love," he says. "I couldn't have done it without you, so 'We' are going to do great." He gently cups my face in his hands and leans in to kiss me. The kiss is slow yet passionate and filled with all the love and longing we have been feeling for each other during our time apart. When we finally pull away, I can't help but smile. "I love you, Atlas." "I love you," h
_TWO WEEKS LATER_AMELIAI roll over in bed, waking up to the sunlight streaming through the window and casting a warm glow across the room. I stretch and yawn, then roll over to check my phone on the bedside table. There is a message from Atlas.[Good morning, beautiful. Miss you tons here. Another day closer to seeing you. :)]My heart skips a beat as I read his words. It has been two weeks since he left for the Alpha King Chosen Games, and I miss him more than anything. We have been communicating constantly over the phone, but it isn't the same as being with him in person.To think he just got back after being away and now we have to talk over the phone again, I just hope this doesn't become a constant thing. I get out of bed and walk over to the window, looking out at the forest below. The trees are still bare, but I can see the first hints of spring in the air. I wonder what Atlas is doing at that moment. Is he training? Is he competing in one of the challenges? Is he thinking a
~ONE WEEKS LATER ~ATLASIt has been one week since Amelia's mother died, by rites we had to conduct the burial two days later but the burial was shifted to today because Amelia wanted her mother to be cremated.In her words, she doesn't want anyone to be able to use her mother's body ever again. I know her mother's death took a toll on her, so I made sure to keep the burial within the mansion.We stand by her mother's body watching it burn into ashes, Amelia sobs silently in my embrace. She has barely said a full sentence over the past few days, as long as she eats and allows me to comfort her I do not bother her about talking. I understand the pain she must be going through, to lose someone yet again, and this time right before your own eyes knowing you could have saved them if you knew sooner. In a way, she blames Griffin. I saw it in her eyes when we left the room as she cried out in my arms. She blames him for keeping her out of their plans for years and she blames herself more
AMELIA"Don't be, my child," my mother whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's not your fault."I shake my head, tears streaming down my face. "But it is," I sob. "I should have been there for you, I should have protected you."If I had not been so naive, if I had been more observant then maybe I would have seen that her death wasn't real. Maybe I would have picked up on her closeness with Griffin and why? I squeeze her hand tightly not wanting to let go of her, tears streaming down my eyes uncontrollably."You couldn't have known," she says softly. "This was meant to happen.""No, it wasn't," I argue. "You didn't deserve this." The Alpha King did this to her, and I am grateful he is dead now but I can't lose her, I can't lose her again. She needs to fight this and stay with me."I know, my sweet," she says. "But it's too late now and we must accept our fate."I grip her hand tightly, refusing to let go. "No, it's not too late," I say fiercely. "I'll find a way to save you.
AMELIAAfter Atlas leaves, I close my eyes hoping to fall asleep but my eyes open at the sound of a knock on the door. I tilt my head slightly to find Griffin by the door with a grin on his face, he steps in and closes the door behind him."Hey," he says walking towards the bed. "I thought to come and check on you after what I heard happened to you."I straighten up on the bed pulling the duvet over my chest, "Atlas told you?" I ask wondering how he knew I was in Atlas room. He shakes his head in a sign of No, "I have my ways Amelia, the only issue I am having currently is getting into your head," he replies grabbing a chair in the corner of the room and placing it next to the bed. His eyes fall on the table broken into pieces by the side of the room as he takes his seat, he smirks at the sight of it and turns his gaze to me. "What have your beloved mate been up to?" He asks. "I thought he would have died by now but turns out he has been able to hold on for a little longer."My eye
ATLAS I get up from the bed reluctantly, my mind filled with worry and uncertainty. As I walk down the corridors of the packhouse towards the living room, I mind-link one of the guards to get me Ophelia but I find her in the living room discussing with one of the guards. "Alpha," she turns around sensing my presence, and bows her head. "I was discussing with the guard to watch over our Luna, I suspected that you might be tired from the journey," she says a hint of concern in her voice."I need to talk to you about something," I reply, my voice filled with urgency as I raise my hand in the air waving the guard off. The guard bows his head and excuses us."Something is happening to me, something strange," I admit to her going to sit down on one of the couches, she follows behind and takes a seat opposite me. Ophelia's eyes narrow as she studies me, sensing the gravity of my words. "What is it?" she asks.Taking a deep breath, I begin to explain everything that has been happening. The
ATLASShe responds eagerly, her arms wrapping around my neck. It is a kiss filled with passion and longing. As we break apart, I gaze into her eyes, seeing the love and trust reflecting on me.She sits up and leans closer to me wrapping her hand around my waist and pulling me closer to her, a smirk falls on my face watching what she is doing. She places her head on my chest snuggling in, "You feel so warm," she mutters.I place my hand to her shoulder pushing her off slowly away from me. She raises an eyebrow at me with a questioning look but her eyes soon soften when she sees me getting in bed with her. Pulling her closer to me she snuggles in closer to me again resting her head on my chest as I wrap my hand around her.My hand suddenly trembles on her, I raise it to look at my hand feeling the darkness consuming me again, she raises her head to look at me wondering what's wrong. As her eyes meet mine, her lips part, "your eyes," she says sitting up straight. "It's red." I nod agr
ATLASI stare at her neck yanking her hair further back as she swallows in, her eyes flickering with fear at what I am about to do to her.Placing the silver blade to her neck, a knock suddenly falls on the door. I stare at Easton, and he nods going to check who dared to interrupt us. Easton opens the door slightly making me unable to see who is on the other side but I don't miss the words of the woman behind the door. "Ophelia asked me to inform the Alpha that our Luna is awake."My hardened gaze softens at the realization that Ophelia was able to keep her alive. I let go of Nicole's hair, she breathes out relief washing over her face. "Take care of them," I instruct Easton, gesturing the silver blades toward Zayn and Nicole. "A slow death."Easton nods, "Yes, Alpha."I rush out of the cell following the woman back to my room, my heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and fear. As I enter, I see Ophelia and the other witches by her bedside. "She is better now but will take awhi
ATLASEaston quickly nods and rushes out of the room to carry out my orders. I can sense the fear emanating from him, knowing that he has let me down in the worst possible way. I turn my attention back to Amelia, my heart aching with every passing second. Her breathing is shallow, and I can see the struggle on her face. It's as if time has slowed down, and the weight of the world rests on my shoulders.I lean closer to her, "I am right here, Wildcat," I say aloud hoping she can hear me.I can feel the connection between us vibrating with energy as if begging her to hold on, to fight. I pour every ounce of love and strength I have into the bond, hoping that it will somehow reach her and ignite a spark of hope within her.Minutes turn into hours, and I refuse to leave her side. I whisper words of encouragement, recounting the moments we've shared, reminding her of the love that we shared. But still, there is no response.I decide to freshen up, I reek of blood and sweat and if she wake