The lake glistened, displaying the beautiful blanket of stars above. Ripples occasionally danced on the surface, disturbing the stillness as the soft breeze whistled silently.
Various trees of every kind stood around, protecting the quiet place before the crunching of angry footsteps burst forth from one side of the forest.
With heavy, ragged breaths, Jordane came to a halt. She let her head hang for a minute before bending over, her hands on her knees.
She ran as fast as she could, hoping to distance herself as far away as possible.
Recovering from the uncalled-for escape, Jordane dragged herself to the edge of the lake. The image of a girl with startling golden eyes stared back at her.
Her hair was a mess, and against the moonlight, she rather looked pale.
"Dammit," Jordane muttered.
Now that the adrenaline had left her, she felt the sting from the minor cuts on her legs. They were itching and numbing like ant bites.
Sitting by the bank, Jordane broke her reflection as she scooped an amount of water using her cupped hands and brushed them on the scratches she had acquired.
Delicately tracing the minor cuts, Jordane washed them clean. She kept scooping water until she made quite a pool by her feet.
"Dammit," she repeated, catching sight of the cake of mud that gathered at the tip of her dress. She stood up all too suddenly and let out a yelp when she fell on her butt.
"Great," Jordane muttered, clearly annoyed about how her night turned out.
While Livvy had probably found her mate or not and having the night of her life, Jordane was out somewhere, perhaps dangerously close to the border separating them from the Western pack.
The thought startled Jordane. She immediately pushed herself to get up, scratching her palm with the careless action.
Wincing at the stinging pain, Jordane managed to find her balance and quickly assessed her surroundings.
She and Livvy had been scouting the forest since they were eleven. They escaped several indoor parties to swim in the lake or do something daring as a means to have fun.
Jordane knew their part of the forest by heart.
Realizing she couldn't identify any familiar features in the surroundings, her insides churned. There was an indescribable sensation overwhelming her logic at the moment.
"Oh, goddess!" Jordane scrambled to get out of plain sight. But a twig snapped from nearby.
The sound rattled her to alertness, leaving only one way of escape.
Without thinking twice, Jordane dove into the lake.
She made quite a splash; the ripple on the surface marked her submergence in the cold water, breaking the image of the starry sky.
Once under, Jordane held her breath, the bubbles escaping from her lips.
Following her trail, an unannounced crunching of dried leaves echoed as footsteps abruptly emerged at the opposite side where Jordane had passed through.
A man of excellent stature approached the bank. His thick brows were knitted together in a deep frown while the two beautiful sapphire eyes scanned the surface of the lake.
He didn't fail to notice the disturbance that left the water rippling against the direction of the wind.
He was shirtless, boasting the six-pack abs that most men envy and what many women lust for. Sporting only a black denim that hung onto his waist and a pair of boots, the man clicked his tongue.
His hair was a mess and sweaty under the cowboy hat he fancied to adorn on top of his head.
Licking his lips, the man squinted and double-checked the perimeter.
"I was sure I heard something," he murmured.
With a scoff, he turned to leave. But then, at the last minute, he paused.
Jordane emerged on the lake's surface, gasping for air, coughing up a mouthful of water.
Oblivious to the man observing her with immense curiosity, Jordane pushed her hair back from the top of her head using both hands. Her white dress barely covered her body now that she was drenched from head to foot.
Treading carefully, Jordane swam toward the edge where she had jumped, sloshing water under her bare feet upon finding some solid ground.
The mysterious woman looked so beautiful against the quarter moon shining brightly above the lake and with the shimmering stars. Water glistened on her skin, making her appear like a mirage.
Her white dress was soaked and hugged the luscious curves of her body. It unexpectedly aroused him, a long-forgotten desire that he thought was impossible to feel after that tragic night.
Finally sensing someone was watching her, Jordane sharply turned around and gasped. She lost her balance and fell back into the lake with a splash.
The man set aside his hat and dove after Jordane. He secured her by the waist, their skins touching with the proximity.
Jordane tried to wriggle free, but the stranger had a firm grip. Her struggle was rewarded with bubbles coming from her mouth.
The lady gasped loudly as soon as they broke through the surface.
Her captor immediately dragged Jordane to the bank. She gave the man a good look when she was back on dry ground.
He turned around, shaking off droplets of water from his hair.
Jordane noticed the superior aura emanating from the mysterious stranger.
She had a wild guess of who he might be, but her heart raced rapidly as she and the mysterious man caught each other's gazes.
He had the most eccentric set of deep blue eyes she'd ever seen, captivating and luring her never to tear her gaze away.
Without warning, a sudden jolt inside her chest caused her stomach to twist and her spine to shiver in delight. Her eyes hungrily roamed the stranger's chiseled chest, surprising herself with the sudden desire to touch him.
Momentarily forgetting where she was, Jordane was about to succumb to the lustful thoughts that invaded her mind.
"Awoo!" a howl tore through the once-silent forest, breaking the spell that left Jordane hypnotized by the sexiest and most gorgeous male specie she had ever laid her eyes on.
The man broke eye contact with Jordane, his head turning to the direction where the sound came from. He was confident that the howl was from Lucas, a member of his pack.
A moment later, "Alpha!" Lucas called out, shifting back to his human form and emerging from the forest.
The said Alpha briefly turned to the beautiful woman, hoping to get her to ride along with the excuse he was to tell his right hand.
The leaves of the low-lying trees that covered a path adjacent to where Lucas had appeared showed a fresh disturbance; their gentle sway told him that the woman had stealthily stormed past them.
'Interesting,' the Alpha thought to himself.
The sun had barely peeked on the horizon, but Maverick was already out of breath. His chiseled chest was bathed with sweat. A soft wind blew in his ears, influencing the smirk that crossed his lips while he narrowed his gaze at his opponent. Wearing only their leather pants, Maverick and Lucas sparred near the forest close to their territory. "Who's she?" Lucas squinted at his friend. He noticed something different about him last night and would like to assume he was keeping something from him. Images of the mysterious woman popped into Maverick's mind. He got distracted, and Lucas didn't let that slip. He charged at him, pushing Maverick to the ground. Maverick fell on his back with a grunt. His chest rose and fell as he heaved in and out while Lucas loomed over him, a smirk on his lips. "Are you going to talk, or do you want me to squeeze the details from you?" Maverick snorted. He hauled himself to get back on his feet. Lucas offered him help. The former accepted it, dusti
The young wolf stifled a yawn, playing with the sun’s rays that slipped between her slender fingers. She placed one arm under her head, letting the shade of the live oak planted before she was born hide her from the sun’s harmful glare. Jordane lay flat on the ground, the grass tickling her skin. The events from last night would have been forgotten if not for the vivid images of the fine-looking Alpha she met by accident. The soft rustle of someone approaching disrupted her lustful thoughts. When Jordane looked up, Livvy’s silhouette had blocked the sun’s rays that she had been playing with. Eyeing her friend thoughtfully, Jordane considered the messy glory of Livvy’s hair and the visible sparkle in her bright eyes. “Oh. My…” Jordane sat up, grabbing Livvy to sit with her. The latter chuckled, yelping one ‘oof’ when her butt hit the ground. “Goddess! What happened? Give me the juice but not in full detail.” Livvy smacked her lips, tracing an invisible zipper on them, causing t
His footsteps echoed as he entered the building. It resonated against the marbled floor and perfectly painted walls.People wore formal suits, most had tailored tux and petite skirts bowed as he walked past. Some were doing it out of respect, while the majority feared him.The man walked on, his shoes echoing behind him. He needed to get to the hallway before reaching his office on the second floor by the east wing. As he was about to turn to the hallway after passing by the two young receptionists, another man caught up with him. The first one halted; his working eye gazed at the second man standing before him. The latter lowered his head, greeting the other. “Gael,” the second man spoke. He slowly lifted his head, locking gazes with Gael, one of the elder wolves in their pack. “Seiko,” Gael replied, tapping the younger wolf's shoulder. “I bring news,” Seiko replied. Gael, knowing what he meant, briefly scanned the hallway. One corporate employee walked past, bowing in his dire
Muffled voices and a damp, cold towel pressed to her skin woke Jordane. Her eyes fluttered open slowly, taking in the worried faces above hers.Her mother was the first to sigh with relief, thanking the goddess before staring down at her daughter.“You made us all panic, and for a moment, I thought I would be a grandmother.”Jordane’s eyes widened at her mother’s claim; she immediately caught sight of Livvy, who pretended to check her nails, avoiding eye contact. “Well, wouldn’t that be a dream come true?” she muttered, lacing with as much sarcasm as she could, removing the cloth from her forehead. Jordane grunted as she pulled herself to sit up. She craned her neck to the side, peeking at the window behind her mother’s shoulder. Night had already fallen, and Jordane could hardly remember what had happened. She cleared her throat, eyeing Livvy pointedly. The latter opened her mouth to say something, but the door of Jordane’s room suddenly bursting open cut her short. “Thank godde
The wind whistled enthusiastically in Jordane’s ears. Her legs strained to keep up with the escaped pregnant wolf who went straight for the woods.“Sometimes I really find the young ones kind of idiotic,” she mumbled, catching her breath. Jordane surveyed their surroundings, wary not to cross the border again, whether accidentally or intentionally.‘Although, crossing paths with that gorgeous Alpha wouldn’t be too bad,’ she thought, surprised by it. Ashamed and alarmed, Jordane banished the image of the handsome man from her thoughts.“Focus!”The other wolf had run faster than Jordane anticipated. She could feel her muscles staining at the effort.Jordane looked up, disappointed that the moon wasn’t at its fullest. She would have loved to morph into her wolf. It would make the chase much easier.But more than that, she wanted to know what the other wolf was thinking. Jordane could feel her distress even from a distance between them.She tried to think of various reasons why the pre
The town market buzzed with life during midday when the sun was high, and the heat was on. It was where all creatures mingled, each hiding their true nature. Salazar pulled the hood of his jacket closer, ducking his head as he ventured through the crowd. Although no one would burn him alive if they learned that he was not entirely human, he had been accustomed to avoiding looking at anyone in particular when he was in public. Part of the curse he was given was to see a person's lifespan. As much as possible. Salazar had been cautious not to make eye contact or accidentally bump into anyone. His power to see the future sometimes becomes a little too much that he has no control over it. Seeing the red eyesore of a door down a few blocks from where he was, Salazar sighed with relief. He put power to his feet and moved quickly, maneuvering his way to get past the people who seemed to be walking like dead persons in front of him. Despite hurrying his way to meet with the wise, old
Dry leaves scrunched beneath their feet, and the faint howl of the night owls echoed in the still woods. Jordane stared at the skies, her heart beating like crazy. She heaved out a silent, heavy sigh, receiving a slight to her right ribs afterwards,Livvy had edged closer to Jordane, her eyes warily shifting toward the exhausted mother walking behind them. There were only four of them, as per Jordane's request, and they were headed toward the boundary separating them from the other werewolf pack. Although no formal letter was sent to inform the Alpha of the pack they were approaching, Jordane must find a way to get him to talk with her face-to-face. That was part of the condition her father had agreed to. Whether the other Alpha decides to kill the mother and child would be out of Jordane's father's concern."Stop scowling," Livvy hissed in Jordane's ears. Her feet hurt from walking, and they couldn't afford to rest until they reached their destination. "Didn't you want this?" Li
Maverick squinted at the moon, his brows somewhat furrowed in a frown. His friend, Lucas, walked idly behind, contemplating."Are you still mad at me about Lily?"The Alpha continued to walk, ignoring Lucas's question while glimpses of his beloved invaded his mind. He tuned out Lucas, savouring every piece of her in his memory.Her vibrant laughter rang softly in his ears, sending an arrow straight to his heart. 'Goddess! How I miss—' The Alpha shifted his gaze toward the dark woods before them. They were drawing closer to the border that separated the two packs long before Maverick could even walk.His jaw clenched as a faint scent wafted through his nose. It was a very familiar and enticing smell, one that Maverick could never mistake to be anyone else's. Straightening his back and narrowing his gaze toward the border, Maverick turned to Lucas and, without exchanging words, gestured for him to walk faster. "What?" Lucas asked, his ears picking up the sound of footsteps. Dry leav
Clenching her hands as she tried to stop her rapidly beating heart, Jordane eyed the Alpha. She clicked her tongue, rolling her eyes in response to the Alpha’s sudden outburst.“Of course you would assume that,” Jordane eyed him up and down, getting a nudge from her side. Livvy leaned in, looking horrified.“What are you doing?” her friend demanded. Jordane only gave her friend a sideways glance but said nothing in return. She hoped the latter would understand that she had no time to explain.Livvy cleared her throat, letting Jordane know she finally understood what was happening. Standing idly beside her, they acted like a shield, concealing the woman and her baby before the Alpha and his beta.“Only an idiot would do such a thing, woman,” the Alpha snickered, not oblivious to how Jordane was reacting to his presence.Beyond what the eye could see, he could almost sense her heart breathing in synchrony with his, creating a melody that only they could hear. Maverick had almost succum
Maverick squinted at the moon, his brows somewhat furrowed in a frown. His friend, Lucas, walked idly behind, contemplating."Are you still mad at me about Lily?"The Alpha continued to walk, ignoring Lucas's question while glimpses of his beloved invaded his mind. He tuned out Lucas, savouring every piece of her in his memory.Her vibrant laughter rang softly in his ears, sending an arrow straight to his heart. 'Goddess! How I miss—' The Alpha shifted his gaze toward the dark woods before them. They were drawing closer to the border that separated the two packs long before Maverick could even walk.His jaw clenched as a faint scent wafted through his nose. It was a very familiar and enticing smell, one that Maverick could never mistake to be anyone else's. Straightening his back and narrowing his gaze toward the border, Maverick turned to Lucas and, without exchanging words, gestured for him to walk faster. "What?" Lucas asked, his ears picking up the sound of footsteps. Dry leav
Dry leaves scrunched beneath their feet, and the faint howl of the night owls echoed in the still woods. Jordane stared at the skies, her heart beating like crazy. She heaved out a silent, heavy sigh, receiving a slight to her right ribs afterwards,Livvy had edged closer to Jordane, her eyes warily shifting toward the exhausted mother walking behind them. There were only four of them, as per Jordane's request, and they were headed toward the boundary separating them from the other werewolf pack. Although no formal letter was sent to inform the Alpha of the pack they were approaching, Jordane must find a way to get him to talk with her face-to-face. That was part of the condition her father had agreed to. Whether the other Alpha decides to kill the mother and child would be out of Jordane's father's concern."Stop scowling," Livvy hissed in Jordane's ears. Her feet hurt from walking, and they couldn't afford to rest until they reached their destination. "Didn't you want this?" Li
The town market buzzed with life during midday when the sun was high, and the heat was on. It was where all creatures mingled, each hiding their true nature. Salazar pulled the hood of his jacket closer, ducking his head as he ventured through the crowd. Although no one would burn him alive if they learned that he was not entirely human, he had been accustomed to avoiding looking at anyone in particular when he was in public. Part of the curse he was given was to see a person's lifespan. As much as possible. Salazar had been cautious not to make eye contact or accidentally bump into anyone. His power to see the future sometimes becomes a little too much that he has no control over it. Seeing the red eyesore of a door down a few blocks from where he was, Salazar sighed with relief. He put power to his feet and moved quickly, maneuvering his way to get past the people who seemed to be walking like dead persons in front of him. Despite hurrying his way to meet with the wise, old
The wind whistled enthusiastically in Jordane’s ears. Her legs strained to keep up with the escaped pregnant wolf who went straight for the woods.“Sometimes I really find the young ones kind of idiotic,” she mumbled, catching her breath. Jordane surveyed their surroundings, wary not to cross the border again, whether accidentally or intentionally.‘Although, crossing paths with that gorgeous Alpha wouldn’t be too bad,’ she thought, surprised by it. Ashamed and alarmed, Jordane banished the image of the handsome man from her thoughts.“Focus!”The other wolf had run faster than Jordane anticipated. She could feel her muscles staining at the effort.Jordane looked up, disappointed that the moon wasn’t at its fullest. She would have loved to morph into her wolf. It would make the chase much easier.But more than that, she wanted to know what the other wolf was thinking. Jordane could feel her distress even from a distance between them.She tried to think of various reasons why the pre
Muffled voices and a damp, cold towel pressed to her skin woke Jordane. Her eyes fluttered open slowly, taking in the worried faces above hers.Her mother was the first to sigh with relief, thanking the goddess before staring down at her daughter.“You made us all panic, and for a moment, I thought I would be a grandmother.”Jordane’s eyes widened at her mother’s claim; she immediately caught sight of Livvy, who pretended to check her nails, avoiding eye contact. “Well, wouldn’t that be a dream come true?” she muttered, lacing with as much sarcasm as she could, removing the cloth from her forehead. Jordane grunted as she pulled herself to sit up. She craned her neck to the side, peeking at the window behind her mother’s shoulder. Night had already fallen, and Jordane could hardly remember what had happened. She cleared her throat, eyeing Livvy pointedly. The latter opened her mouth to say something, but the door of Jordane’s room suddenly bursting open cut her short. “Thank godde
His footsteps echoed as he entered the building. It resonated against the marbled floor and perfectly painted walls.People wore formal suits, most had tailored tux and petite skirts bowed as he walked past. Some were doing it out of respect, while the majority feared him.The man walked on, his shoes echoing behind him. He needed to get to the hallway before reaching his office on the second floor by the east wing. As he was about to turn to the hallway after passing by the two young receptionists, another man caught up with him. The first one halted; his working eye gazed at the second man standing before him. The latter lowered his head, greeting the other. “Gael,” the second man spoke. He slowly lifted his head, locking gazes with Gael, one of the elder wolves in their pack. “Seiko,” Gael replied, tapping the younger wolf's shoulder. “I bring news,” Seiko replied. Gael, knowing what he meant, briefly scanned the hallway. One corporate employee walked past, bowing in his dire
The young wolf stifled a yawn, playing with the sun’s rays that slipped between her slender fingers. She placed one arm under her head, letting the shade of the live oak planted before she was born hide her from the sun’s harmful glare. Jordane lay flat on the ground, the grass tickling her skin. The events from last night would have been forgotten if not for the vivid images of the fine-looking Alpha she met by accident. The soft rustle of someone approaching disrupted her lustful thoughts. When Jordane looked up, Livvy’s silhouette had blocked the sun’s rays that she had been playing with. Eyeing her friend thoughtfully, Jordane considered the messy glory of Livvy’s hair and the visible sparkle in her bright eyes. “Oh. My…” Jordane sat up, grabbing Livvy to sit with her. The latter chuckled, yelping one ‘oof’ when her butt hit the ground. “Goddess! What happened? Give me the juice but not in full detail.” Livvy smacked her lips, tracing an invisible zipper on them, causing t
The sun had barely peeked on the horizon, but Maverick was already out of breath. His chiseled chest was bathed with sweat. A soft wind blew in his ears, influencing the smirk that crossed his lips while he narrowed his gaze at his opponent. Wearing only their leather pants, Maverick and Lucas sparred near the forest close to their territory. "Who's she?" Lucas squinted at his friend. He noticed something different about him last night and would like to assume he was keeping something from him. Images of the mysterious woman popped into Maverick's mind. He got distracted, and Lucas didn't let that slip. He charged at him, pushing Maverick to the ground. Maverick fell on his back with a grunt. His chest rose and fell as he heaved in and out while Lucas loomed over him, a smirk on his lips. "Are you going to talk, or do you want me to squeeze the details from you?" Maverick snorted. He hauled himself to get back on his feet. Lucas offered him help. The former accepted it, dusti