When I assumed things couldn't get any better, my mates proved me wrong. I didn't know they were still thinking of the mating ceremony. I had long given up on that. Despite the change of treatments from the pack; I assumed they wouldn't fully accept me. Who would have thought my mates would get them to accept me?They didn't tell me about that because the elders were still waiting for an auspicious day. As my due date got nearer, they became apprehensive. However, they didn't tell me the reason until the elders provided a date, two days before the date the doctor gave me. They were so thrilled, they almost hugged the living hell out of me. It felt like they were going to press our babies out from how happy they were as they expressed their happiness. I might not be a werewolf, but I understood how important it was for them to bond with me before the babies arrived. Father was, after all, the one who made the rules. Funny enough, I had forgotten about that until Mitch mentioned it.
Four Years Later“Mum!” I turned at the call, smiling as Hazel ran towards me. “See mummy, I drew a cat!” she yelled out. “Oh, darling.” I got down on one knee so I could hug her. “Let's see.” I took the drawing book from her and made a surprised expression at the cat she drew. “It's wonderful!” I leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead. “Soon, you will be so good at this, you will beat the best artists in the entire world.” “Even the humans?” She looked up, her eyes sparkling.“Yeah, those.” I patted her red hair, which was so much like my father's. Well, our babies all had red hair and blue eyes. I assumed they would have the same hair as their fathers, but they took after their grandfather. “Mum!” Scarlet and Blue ran towards me, yelling as they tried to outrun each other.Seeing how delighted they were at my return, you would think I left them for a trip, not knowing I just returned from work. Ever since the pack opened the veil to welcome the human city, the human
“But before that, you guys need to wash up,” I said in my way stern voice. “What do you do after a full day of playing out?” “We wash up!” Blue replied while the girls groaned.“Good. It's time to do that, darlings.” The girls sighed at my words. With their shoulders drooped and matching frowns on their faces, they strode towards the stairs, with Blue skipping all the way.“How was work, darling?” Miles asked as he placed a kiss on my left cheek. “Good.” Smiling, I stepped into the kitchen to announce my return to my other mates before I went upstairs to help the kids with their bath. The girls asked to go first, so they could rush downstairs and eat the cookies their dad promised them before Blue could finish. And being the best mummy I could for my son, I bathed him first, while the girls groaned about how unreasonable this was. Really? They thought it was unfair because I didn't honour their wishes. I couldn't be blamed for that, though. Not when Blue was the only one who wo
“Rise and shine, baby girl," Miles called out in a sing-song tone. I felt a peck on my left cheek before he gave another to my right cheek.“Stop it, Miles.” I turned my back to him and raised the blanket so high it covered my hair.“Even if I tell you Mitch made your favourite breakfast?” He asked in a low tone. “Don't tempt me with food. I still need to sleep. I'm still feeling jet-lagged.” That was the prize I paid for flying through countries to return to my hometown; the pack I grew up in. Had it not been for the death of our father — my stepfather — I wouldn't have returned. For that, I was grateful. Had he not died, I wouldn't have known that my step-brothers were now single.Their cheating mate finally dumped them after she cheated on them with their ex-best friend. “Oh, my goddess! There's a mouse under your duvet!” He yelled. “What!” I shrieked at the top of my lungs as I jumped down from the bed, with my heart beating so loud in my chest. “Where is the mouse? Kill it!”
After breakfast, I went upstairs to get ready. My step-brothers got me a position in their company as their secretary. I know they only gave me the post because they wanted to torment me some more. But do I mind? Of course, not. Any job that allows me to meet my stepbrothers every damned time is one I would willingly take with open arms. “Are you through, baby girl?” Mike called out to me. “No, I'm not!” I hastily tucked my purple shirt into the black skirt I got last year during my graduation. The skirt has gotten shorter because I somehow filled it out within the year. I checked my reflection in the mirror and a smile graced my face. I had my blonde hair tied up in a bun. It made my blue eyes stand out. My step-brothers have always told me how much they loved my blue eyes because of how they sparkled. I wore my black pumps before I took my handbag and I hastened to the door. They were already waiting for me. Dressed in identical blue suits, my step-brothers looked the same. Yet
Working as their secretary had its perks, but right now, I was on the verge of sending in my resignation letter. How the hell did I end up with three insufferable step-brothers? Who even asked me to return? But I know I had to. I was back to them because I loved them more than life itself. I know my feelings might scare them away, but I wasn't ready to leave, not even when they asked me to do that. I ran through the building, getting three cups of coffee for the three men, who kept on investigating how to send me on errands. I could tell they were making fun of me, and that was why I had this urge to knock them hard on the head. Argh! I knocked on their door and strode in with the mugs of steaming coffee on the tray. “Step Brothers, your coffees are here!” I mocked, closing the distance between them. If I failed to mention this, my step-brothers like almost the same things. They share one office, always dress identically, and funny enough, share women. I have seen my fair share
They gulped, looking like deer caught in headlights. Their eyes darted from me to my back and I could tell they were bewildered. “Baby girl,” Mitch started as he took steady steps towards me. “Why don't you go upstairs and get dressed? You might get a cold.”“Why?” I frowned, pouting like a kid. I knew what I was doing, but I pretended to be innocent, smiling at them as if I were unaware of my actions. “You will catch a cold if you continue sitting in your towel alone. Why don't we go upstairs so you can change? Mike is almost through with dinner. We will be down in time to eat,” he spoke to me like one who was talking to a child, gently as if he were walking on eggshells. Even the smile on his face was forced. I could tell they were uncomfortable because of how I was. Who knows what was going through their mind at the moment? Could they be thinking of how sexy I was, sitting on the stool?“No, I don't think it's necessary. You of all should know just how good my health is. Come on
MITCH“Do you think she's purposefully trying to rile us?” Miles asked the moment he stepped into the room. He strode over to his bed and sat on it before he turned to face us. Mike was leaning on his headboard while I was struggling to make sense of the files in front of me. “Do you?” I frowned.“I don't think so.” Mike shrugged. “This had been the way she had always been. Have you forgotten when she cried because we refused to swim naked with her?” “But this is different!” Miles insisted, scowling at Mike. “I think she's trying to seduce us. Ever since she returned from the human city, she had been acting strange. Have you forgotten what happened at our office today? The way she bent, knowing we would see her panties? What of before that? When she caught us checking her arse? She smiled and pretended like it wasn't a big deal!”“Why? Isn't that how the other women we slept with acted? Is there any woman who doesn't enjoy being checked out?” I pointed out, not understanding what he
“But before that, you guys need to wash up,” I said in my way stern voice. “What do you do after a full day of playing out?” “We wash up!” Blue replied while the girls groaned.“Good. It's time to do that, darlings.” The girls sighed at my words. With their shoulders drooped and matching frowns on their faces, they strode towards the stairs, with Blue skipping all the way.“How was work, darling?” Miles asked as he placed a kiss on my left cheek. “Good.” Smiling, I stepped into the kitchen to announce my return to my other mates before I went upstairs to help the kids with their bath. The girls asked to go first, so they could rush downstairs and eat the cookies their dad promised them before Blue could finish. And being the best mummy I could for my son, I bathed him first, while the girls groaned about how unreasonable this was. Really? They thought it was unfair because I didn't honour their wishes. I couldn't be blamed for that, though. Not when Blue was the only one who wo
Four Years Later“Mum!” I turned at the call, smiling as Hazel ran towards me. “See mummy, I drew a cat!” she yelled out. “Oh, darling.” I got down on one knee so I could hug her. “Let's see.” I took the drawing book from her and made a surprised expression at the cat she drew. “It's wonderful!” I leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead. “Soon, you will be so good at this, you will beat the best artists in the entire world.” “Even the humans?” She looked up, her eyes sparkling.“Yeah, those.” I patted her red hair, which was so much like my father's. Well, our babies all had red hair and blue eyes. I assumed they would have the same hair as their fathers, but they took after their grandfather. “Mum!” Scarlet and Blue ran towards me, yelling as they tried to outrun each other.Seeing how delighted they were at my return, you would think I left them for a trip, not knowing I just returned from work. Ever since the pack opened the veil to welcome the human city, the human
When I assumed things couldn't get any better, my mates proved me wrong. I didn't know they were still thinking of the mating ceremony. I had long given up on that. Despite the change of treatments from the pack; I assumed they wouldn't fully accept me. Who would have thought my mates would get them to accept me?They didn't tell me about that because the elders were still waiting for an auspicious day. As my due date got nearer, they became apprehensive. However, they didn't tell me the reason until the elders provided a date, two days before the date the doctor gave me. They were so thrilled, they almost hugged the living hell out of me. It felt like they were going to press our babies out from how happy they were as they expressed their happiness. I might not be a werewolf, but I understood how important it was for them to bond with me before the babies arrived. Father was, after all, the one who made the rules. Funny enough, I had forgotten about that until Mitch mentioned it.
SUMMERIt appeared Helen was the one who followed me. While the others burned in the house, she escaped so she would get rid of me, as revenge. It turned out her lover died in the fire with the rest.We fought with each other, and she would have hit the stone on my head, but she slipped. When I saw her on the floor, I couldn't tell what got over me as I climbed on her and used the rock she intended to kill me with on her. It wasn't until she was dead that I realized what I had just done. My hands shook as I watched her, tears streaming down my eyes at the sight of the lifeless woman I had just killed. I didn't know what to do, and could only sit there bawling out my eyes as I tried to tell the world I didn't harm her intentionally. Had she not sought to kill me, I doubt I would have harmed her. It took a lot from my mates to console me until I stopped shivering. Though I kept on muttering that I didn't mean to murder her, I wasn't as scared as I was when I hit her head with the sto
“I support that,” I added when I noticed my brothers were looking at me, waiting for my confirmation. “It's settled then. No matter how many fake tracks we will get, we have all decided to scale through them, right?” John lifted an eyebrow, waiting for our reply. “That's right.” We nodded. If he was pissed we spoke at the same time, he didn't let it show. Instead, he grinned as he turned, and soon took off. We followed him, my brothers having changed into their human form after our first fight. They realized it was easier to fight the bloodsuckers in our human forms since our wolves were vulnerable to their claws.And like that, we ended up going to ten bases. It wasn't until the last one that we got on the right track. We learned it from a vampire who recognized John. It turned out John was with the vampire prince, who ran away from home when he was eighteen and refused to return.The night we beat him up was his first day away from home. Hearing about that made us guilty. Though
MITCHIt turned out we were right by enlisting John's help. I doubt we would have discovered a trail had he not been with us. Though it was painful to say these words, I would do that. His nose was more sensitive and sharp than ours was. While we couldn't pick up a scent from the different ones in the air, he could do that. He didn't even have to continue sniffing as he went like we would have done.Not only did he discover Summer's scent among the millions in the air, but he also found out that whoever took her was working with vampires. I would have teased him about not knowing the things his pack members were involved with but thought better about it. We had far more pressing matters to do, and teasing wasn't part of it. John didn't immediately set out when he got the scent he was looking for. He kept on sniffing to make sure his nose wasn't picking up the wrong ones before he took off. My brothers changed into their wolf forms and ran after him, while I called Jeremy for reinfor
I watched him without saying a word because I didn't know what the fuck I should say. This wasn't what I was expecting. When I called the murderer a psycho, I believed he did it because of the gratification he got from shedding blood. Who would have thought they forced him to do it? I didn't blame him at all. Even though his way of taking care of things wasn't right. He shouldn't have taken matters into his hands like he did. But I still didn't fault him.Had I been in his shoes, I would have done worse than that. I was aware of how soft-hearted I was, but not in such a situation. I wouldn't have let those men stay a minute more on earth, not after all the things they did to my best friend.“I wouldn't say I understand your pain, and I won't also claim to know how you feel because I haven't experienced something like this. However, I'm not faulting the actions you took. Had I been in the same situation, I would have done the same, even worse.” He looked surprised by my words. “Reall
SUMMERI watched Helen with a bored look on my face. “Why did you tell me that? I believe in actions and not words, Helen. I hope you realize that.” “Oh?” She grinned, not looking fazed by my remarks. “I do too. I love action more than words, Summer. Soon, you will feel a taste of it, but not now. I just want you to enjoy the peace of this place while you can.” I didn't reply to that. All I did was roll my eyes and hope she could tell her words did not bother me. The door opened and closed before I heard footsteps. Like I did when Helen stepped in, I didn't look back. I just kept my attention on the woman sitting on the bed, while waiting for the person who entered to show themselves. And when they did, I could only gape, watching Fred with shocked eyes and my mouth opened wide in surprise. “Are you two working together?” I demanded, looking from one to the other while trying to tell myself I was imagining things. I knew I wasn't when Helen smirked. “Stunned?” Fred didn't say a
He arrived a few minutes later. It was faster than we expected. And to further stun us, he ran all the way. If that wasn't freaking crazy, you got to tell me what else might be. It wasn't until he stood in front of us that we realized why we thought the scent on Summer's body was familiar. On the night Summer ran away from home after we found our mate, we went to a human bar to get drunk and ran into him. He had the most awful smell in the entire world, and that pissed us off more than anything else. To cut a long story short, we ended up hitting him to ease our pain. We might have wounded him, but we didn't care. He was an outlet for us. Though we regretted it the next morning when we sobered up, we couldn't find him. He seemed to have disappeared after the fight. That's if you would call it that. It was more like a beating than a fight since we ganged up on him. “Fancy meeting you again.” He folded his arms, staring at us with his mouth pursed. “Didn't count on meeting the bulli