He woke up to darkness; it was already dawn. There was no sight of the beast anywhere and no noise. The only sound that could be heard was the rushing of the water as it moved almost violently back and forth from the shore. He couldn't decide if the silence was scarier than the chaos he had witnessed here. He stood up, turned around, and there it was.
Crouched a few feet away from him was a large wolf, almost larger than him, an Alpha wolf. It was a female, that much he could smell. She had shining black fur, so black that she almost blended in with the night. The only thing that didn’t blend in were her eyes, a moon-shaped symbol in the center of her eyes and a streak that ran a straight line on her coat across her back from her head down to the tip of her tail. She had pitch-white, bottomless eyes. The symbol on her head was gold with a white outline, with the same color and outline on her back and her tail. The tip of her tail, however, was the same pitch black as her coat. She was unlike anything he had ever seen before; she was gorgeous.
She was whimpering while shaking feebly; she was in pain, he realized. The pain she was in seemed to be increasing by the moment. Not knowing what to do, he walked towards her cautiously with his eyes not wavering even a bit from her so as not to alarm her. On getting to her, he crouched and tried to carry her to see what was causing her pain. As soon as he touched her, he felt a sense of calm wash over his entire being as his body relaxed.
The same seemed to have happened to the wolf as she crawled into his lap, trying desperately to enter into the man that was bringing her relief. With her head on his lap, she sighed with her tongue out. He chuckled at this, and she lifted her head to watch him. He immediately stopped, not wanting to scare her away; she let out a dog-like scoff and returned her head back into his lap. He gingerly brought his hand up to run it through her fur. The moan of satisfaction she gave encouraged him to continue.
Five minutes later, he was full-on stroking her now while humming underneath his breath. It seemed to calm her more. Not long after that, she was full-on asleep. This continued till morning; he looked around to see it was already morning. He gingerly carried her head off his lap and stood up. He had not walked very far when he heard her growling unsatisfactorily. She trotted over to him, still growling under her breath, and came to a stop directly in front of him.
Seeing her in her full glory once again left him speechless. She was even more stunning in the light. Looking at her tail, he found it was even longer than a normal wolf’s. It was more like that of a lion with the only difference being the color.
He bent down to her height and let his hand run through the fur on her head. “I’ll be back tomorrow, little wolf.” She shook her body and growled indignantly at the little comment. He chuckled, and this time she gave him a doggy smile with her tongue out.
“Alright then, not so little, got it. But on a more serious note, I’ll be back tomorrow. Wait for me?” He questioned.
She just pulled him with her teeth to his trousers back to their original position. She nudged him into sitting back to his original sitting position. She then laid back with her head on his lap. She shifted around uncomfortably for a while before raising her head to pull his hand back to her fur. Nestling her head into his lap, she was soon out like a light. He soon followed suit.
When he woke up, she was no longer on his lap but rather curled up majestically, licking her fur by a corner. She stopped and raised her head up when she saw he was awake. He took that as a sign that he could leave now. He waved his hand at her and promised to be back tonight. She slightly nodded her head before going back to cleaning her fur by licking it. But that was enough for him; he left the palm-front fence with a smile. He had left before he realized the waters had calmed down.
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Alpha James's P.o.vJames’s patience was wearing thin with each step he took into the dense forest. The stupid twisting forest with its tall and dead trees only irritated him further. The path he was on was narrow with thorns and shrubs that kept on snagging his clothes and scraping his skin. He muttered a curse and shoved them aside with force, his brows furrowing as he stomped angrily through the forest.“I’m an Alpha for crying out loud,” he muttered under his breath holding a glare at the path in front of him. “And yet here I am stumbling and cutting through this godforsaken forest for a witch.” He had left his guards and carriage behind at her last warning . A decision he as now regretting. Yet, he felt more like a lone fool than the Alpha he’d fought so hard to become.He angrily cut through the last thicket and there it was. A small, rickety house. The cottage was surrounded by dark ivy, a sagging roof and windows that peered back at him like eyes in the shadows. It looked nothi
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Hi Guys.I'm back🎉🎉.. I know it's being a long while but it's just being a lot. I had to get my mental health in check but anyways shall we continue the story?
Dalton’s P.O.V I couldn’t stop thinking of the wolf. I can’t define it; it’s just there. I’ve been sleeping at the Troubled Waters for about 2 weeks now, and she just shows up every day to curl up beside me. I swear I’ve never felt so much at peace in my life. Sometimes it feels like I've known the wolf all my life, like I grew up with her, like I’m connected to her. I used to feel like this for Caitlyn, but that was understandable; she’s my mate. Up until I came across the wolf, that is. It wasn’t possible for a shifter to be gifted with two mates. What am I even thinking about? I wasn’t even sure she was a shifter and not a pure wolf. Goddess, I need to figure this out soon before I go mad. My thoughts were interrupted by the list of chores handed to me. What an irony life was, a pure Alpha Bloodbeing asked to wash toilets, but I’d do anything for my son, so off we go. It was already nightfall by the time I finished all the chores on the list and slowly made my way in the directio
NOTE : HI GUYS. i just thought i'd leave this here that this is a not the main story. This is a backstory of what had happened before the real story so yeah let's get into the story. ........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ There he was, alive and well. He walked slowly towards the pack house. Everything seemed to be stuck in a stand still. No one could believe their eyes. No mortal had ever, escaped alive. It was impossible to even think about but there the evidence was. He wasn't even about to doubt the fact that the guards had followed him to the perimeter,Sir Dave had gone with them and if there was anyone who wished Dalton dead as much as him, it was definitely Sir Dave. The rea
He walked slowly back to the pack house. He couldn't wrap his mind around it, how could he define what had happened in the space of the precious night and this morning, a test of faith maybe?. If that was true, does that mean that he passed or would he just pass away in his sleep or just lose his mind later in the day.After everything that had happened he wouldn't put it past the so called benevolent moon goddess. He winced at the direction his thoughts had just taken. His mother was probably turning in her grave as we speak, to hear her son so much as think about the goddess she had placed so highly. But he couldn't help it, the moon goddess had been nothing but a giant pain in his rear end in the past years. He couldn't help but smile in melancholy at the fact that he couldn't even call his rear end what would and could be classified as a curse word in the same thought as anything related to the moon goddess. His mother and the women that raised him had drilled respect for the mo
He woke up to darkness; it was already dawn. There was no sight of the beast anywhere and no noise. The only sound that could be heard was the rushing of the water as it moved almost violently back and forth from the shore. He couldn't decide if the silence was scarier than the chaos he had witnessed here. He stood up, turned around, and there it was.Crouched a few feet away from him was a large wolf, almost larger than him, an Alpha wolf. It was a female, that much he could smell. She had shining black fur, so black that she almost blended in with the night. The only thing that didn’t blend in were her eyes, a moon-shaped symbol in the center of her eyes and a streak that ran a straight line on her coat across her back from her head down to the tip of her tail. She had pitch-white, bottomless eyes. The symbol on her head was gold with a white outline, with the same color and outline on her back and her tail. The tip of her tail, however, was the same pitch black as her coat. She was
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His ears were ringing, that had to be it, he couldn't have heard correctly. The goddess waters was commonly referred to as Troubled waters at this time of the year. The anger of the goddess was known to be at its highest at this time of the year. For the first time in the two years that he had become a slave,he looked his supposed Alpha in the eye. He tried so hard to find the man that he once used to see as his best friend but it seemed he had evaporated into thin air. No mortal man was allowed to barely be five meters in the parameters that surrounds the Troubled waters. it was no news that the anger of the goddess births demons that could and would drive a man mad , to ask any mortal man to be even in the surroundings of the waters was sending the fellow on a suicide mission. The Alpha smile could not get any wider as he dismissed everyone. Even after everyone had left, he didn't stop smiling. Now he could rest, his plan was all coming together. He was very sure The slave wou