ApphiaNicholas is not pleased to see me here. He's fuming as he approaches me. My eyes swiftly sweep him. Okay, he's fine, with not a single scratch on him. Drake and the twins by his side also give me a worried but disapproving look. "Apphia, what the fuck are you doing here?" Nicholas growls. "Don't talk to me in that tone," I retort sharply. He stops and runs a hand through his tousled hair, his eyes glaring at me, aggrieved. Drake walks past him and checks my minor injuries. "Luna, are you alright?" I give him a tiny smile and nod, "I'm fine, Drake. Relax. You trained me well," I wink. He exhales in relief. "I told you to stay in the room, and you disobeyed me," Nicholas says sternly as if talking to a deviant child. "And I told you I wanted to c—go with you, but you left me," I tell him disapprovingly. The four shifters with us silently leave, giving us privacy. “ It’s dangerous; you could have gotten hurt__ look, you’re hurt,” "It's just a few scratches, Nicholas.
Apphia The rogues that were caught had died from food poisoning three days later. There has been a clean sweep of security details around the pack; no one can leave or enter without a thorough search and reason. Now more than ever, we suspect someone wants access to the pack. However, we still don't know who or what they want yet. It seems a spy is in the pack, and investigations are underway to find out who. Duncan and Nicholas have been in meetings, strategizing while I've been bored out of my mind. The only action I got was yesterday when Calla and her two little minions cornered me as I left the woods from my run. I was alone. They wanted to intimidate and fight me, but suddenly, they couldn't move as I willed it in my mind. I controlled their minds and managed to do it simultaneously since they were weak. After I released them from the mental hold, they came at me, but I was faster than all of them and beat them black and blue. Ziora was excited, and I got part of my revenge on
ApphiaHe stands aside, talking to a few ranked warriors. I'm still paired up with Jessica. "Luna," she scoffs, throwing a punch at me, but I dodge it, "What happened to 'I could never date a manwhore like Duncan'? He's not my type," "He's my mate, and if the goddess paired us, then we must fit," "You're a hypocrite," she spites, angry tears in her eyes, "You don't deserve him__ any of this. You've never had anything good to say about the Alpha. Now you're getting praised for being a good Luna and kissing him!" "I know you're hurting, and I'm sorry, but I've given you enough grace by letting all you do against me slide. Can you exist without throwing shade or mean-girling me?" I ask. Ever since my date with Duncan, she's been the biggest bitch towards me. I tried to talk things with her, but she wouldn't hear it. "No, Nala, you were my friend and betrayed me by accepting the bond with the man I wanted," "Well, he didn't want you, Jessica. Get fucking over it, put on your big gir
ApphiaMy father is not the man he once was. He has lost weight, his eyes dull, and he has a permanent scowl on his face. It seems he has lost all spark in life. I want to turn and walk in another direction, but my legs won't move. For some reason, he scares me. Why am I scared? I try to get in his head and read his thoughts. There is only contempt, no kind memories of me whatsoever. It's just hurt and hate. He still blames me for his mate's death. And then realization dawns on me: this man has always hated me; my mother's death was only the tip of the iceberg.His eyes darken, and he regards Jerry beside me, mindlinking him. " Luna, he's asking me to leave," he whispers, eyes glimpsing at his former alpha, lips pressed in a thin line." Go," my voice is barely audible. Jerry hesitates for a bit, but I give him a light smile. He bows to me and leaves, leaving me with the monster in my life." You, I heard you're back," his silver eyes survey me. If eyes could kill, I'd be dead. I cr
My whole life has been harsh. I have no purpose but to serve my pack, who constantly abuse me because they blame me for the death of my mother, the pack's beloved Luna Harper. My father, alpha Thomas Aeson, and brother, Duncan, don't care about me anymore. They don't defend me from the bullies. I cook and clean; on top of that, I'm their punching bag. I've been abused verbally and physically by everyone who could. I don't always let them mistreat me; I fight back, but when I do, the punishments I receive are harsher. My name is Apphia Aeson. I'm seventeen years old. I belong to the werewolf pack called Ivory Moon pack. I haven't shifted yet, so everyone is stronger than I am "Apphia!" I shudder when I hear the voice that calls me. He walks in with angry-filled eyes on me. He approaches me and slaps me across the face. I fall to the ground. "Where the fuck were you?" he roars. I shut my eyes, waiting for the burn on my cheek to dissipate. "I was- doing my assignment," I
Apphia"Hey, freak, chef is looking for you," Rory, one of my greatest assailants, says. He is evil and once beat me to a pulp because I rejected his advances. He left me in the cold streets, bleeding. I still don't know how I survived that night. I found myself in the hospital the following day. However, I couldn't continue with treatment because I was not allowed any medical care. " Dickass," I growl. His eyes flash. Damn, I angered him again. Rory grabs my hair and pushes me against the wall. He raises his fist to punch me, but I kick him in the balls with my knee. He doubles over, cussing at me, and I run to the kitchen."Where the fuck were you? Dinner isn't going to make itself!" Jeff shouts as soon as he sets his eyes on me. "We have many dishes to prepare. Alpha Amir, and his daughter, Aya, is coming early to attend young Alpha Duncan's inauguration next week," I frown at the mention of those two. Alpha Amir is an insufferable, creepy Lycan from a neighboring pack who d
ApphiaSapphire blue eyes, jet black hair, and the loveliest smile I've ever seen. He is perfect in every way, yet I can't make out his face. I'm lying on my back, my body trembling as his fingers tease their way to my core. "You're so perfect, Apphia," the stranger whispers in my ear. "I want to mark your neck and make you mine for real," His delicious lips descend on mine, and he pushes his tongue between my lips, exploring my mouth. His long, slender fingers are caressing my skin delicately, and I feel a burning sensation throughout my body. My pussy is pulsating and dripping for him. "You're mine, baby," he murmurs, eyes consumed with lust. His lips are subjecting me to more pleasure as he leaves trails of kisses on my skin. My breath is irregular. "Say it," "Hmm," a moan bubbles from my chest as I rock my hips back and forth against his massive hardness. "Say it," he orders. I shiver, and then warmth spreads as his delicious scent shrouds me. "I'm... Yours," H
Apphia"Y- you're my mate," my voice is unrecognizable to my ears. I feel a lump growing in my throat. "Shut up! I'm not your mate," he commands. My eyes widen in shock, and a whimper escapes my mouth at his harshness. Gavin grabs my elbow; sparks erupt over my arm again. My heart sprints as he discreetly drags me away from the packhouse into the forest where no one can see or hear us. "No," I whimper, knowing what he is about to do. Fear settles in my stomach at the thought of not being wanted by my soulmate. Even though mates are given by the moon goddess, they can still reject each other and break the bond. There is no doubt Gavin brought me here to reject me. I feel a burning pain in my chest, and tears fill my eyes. "You've dragged me here to reject me, " I say, my voice quiet. "Of course. What choice do I have?!" he growls, running a hand through dark brown hair, " You are the reason Luna, your mother, is dead. Because of your selfishness," Those words from his
ApphiaMy father is not the man he once was. He has lost weight, his eyes dull, and he has a permanent scowl on his face. It seems he has lost all spark in life. I want to turn and walk in another direction, but my legs won't move. For some reason, he scares me. Why am I scared? I try to get in his head and read his thoughts. There is only contempt, no kind memories of me whatsoever. It's just hurt and hate. He still blames me for his mate's death. And then realization dawns on me: this man has always hated me; my mother's death was only the tip of the iceberg.His eyes darken, and he regards Jerry beside me, mindlinking him. " Luna, he's asking me to leave," he whispers, eyes glimpsing at his former alpha, lips pressed in a thin line." Go," my voice is barely audible. Jerry hesitates for a bit, but I give him a light smile. He bows to me and leaves, leaving me with the monster in my life." You, I heard you're back," his silver eyes survey me. If eyes could kill, I'd be dead. I cr
ApphiaHe stands aside, talking to a few ranked warriors. I'm still paired up with Jessica. "Luna," she scoffs, throwing a punch at me, but I dodge it, "What happened to 'I could never date a manwhore like Duncan'? He's not my type," "He's my mate, and if the goddess paired us, then we must fit," "You're a hypocrite," she spites, angry tears in her eyes, "You don't deserve him__ any of this. You've never had anything good to say about the Alpha. Now you're getting praised for being a good Luna and kissing him!" "I know you're hurting, and I'm sorry, but I've given you enough grace by letting all you do against me slide. Can you exist without throwing shade or mean-girling me?" I ask. Ever since my date with Duncan, she's been the biggest bitch towards me. I tried to talk things with her, but she wouldn't hear it. "No, Nala, you were my friend and betrayed me by accepting the bond with the man I wanted," "Well, he didn't want you, Jessica. Get fucking over it, put on your big gir
Apphia The rogues that were caught had died from food poisoning three days later. There has been a clean sweep of security details around the pack; no one can leave or enter without a thorough search and reason. Now more than ever, we suspect someone wants access to the pack. However, we still don't know who or what they want yet. It seems a spy is in the pack, and investigations are underway to find out who. Duncan and Nicholas have been in meetings, strategizing while I've been bored out of my mind. The only action I got was yesterday when Calla and her two little minions cornered me as I left the woods from my run. I was alone. They wanted to intimidate and fight me, but suddenly, they couldn't move as I willed it in my mind. I controlled their minds and managed to do it simultaneously since they were weak. After I released them from the mental hold, they came at me, but I was faster than all of them and beat them black and blue. Ziora was excited, and I got part of my revenge on
ApphiaNicholas is not pleased to see me here. He's fuming as he approaches me. My eyes swiftly sweep him. Okay, he's fine, with not a single scratch on him. Drake and the twins by his side also give me a worried but disapproving look. "Apphia, what the fuck are you doing here?" Nicholas growls. "Don't talk to me in that tone," I retort sharply. He stops and runs a hand through his tousled hair, his eyes glaring at me, aggrieved. Drake walks past him and checks my minor injuries. "Luna, are you alright?" I give him a tiny smile and nod, "I'm fine, Drake. Relax. You trained me well," I wink. He exhales in relief. "I told you to stay in the room, and you disobeyed me," Nicholas says sternly as if talking to a deviant child. "And I told you I wanted to c—go with you, but you left me," I tell him disapprovingly. The four shifters with us silently leave, giving us privacy. “ It’s dangerous; you could have gotten hurt__ look, you’re hurt,” "It's just a few scratches, Nicholas.
ApphiaGavin's Lycan has resigned, whimpering in defeat. He knows what's about to happen and is filled with regret for this challenge. He did it on impulse, and now it will cost him his life. I hate Gavin so much for what he did to me, but I wouldn't want him dead because of it__ because of me."You're an unpleasant little Lycan," sneers Nicholas, ready to end him, 'No, Nicholas, please,' He doesn't turn to look at me. Please, no, I implore. 'Why?' he growls. 'I don't want another death on my conscience,' I tell him. 'It's on me,' 'Don't, Nicholas,' 'Why do you always call me Nicholas… No words of endearment,' he sounds sore and juvenile. I could laugh if this situation weren't dire. A wail resounds before I can respond to his question. The former beta female, Nancy, runs in, throwing himself before the Alpha prince, two hands rubbing together."Please don't kill my son.," she pleads, "He's all I have, please, I beg you," Nancy is crying, head bowed to the ground. I hate the sat
Apphia"Apphia!" someone calls me. I stop and turn. It's Nalani. She smiles and waves as she walks towards us. Next to her is her friend, Vivian. Nalani looks me up and down with a smile. "I heard you were back. How are you?" she's smiling hard. I can't help but reciprocate her excitement. "Hi, I'm alright. How are you?" "I'm fine. We were going to the pack to see you …" she glances back at her friend, but Vivian has frozen, her gaze solely on Chase. They are mates. Vivian, as though on autopilot. She moves towards my bodyguard and smiles, standing very close to him, "Hi," Chase steps back and quietly answers, "H—hello. " There is silence. Chelsea smacks her brother on the shoulder hard, making Vivian growl. "Are you going to stand there like an idiot?!" she barks. He finally tears his gaze away and meets his sister's eyes, lost. He doesn't know what to say or do. I almost chuckle. "Congratulations, you two," I beam. They regard me and bow their heads in thanks. "Ladies, let'
Apphia When we wake up from our nap, it is evening. We take a shower and change into fresh clothes. I wear a pale blue V-neck short-sleeve dress. My hair is unbound, and my makeup is minimally done. My mate holds my hand as we go downstairs. Drake and Lily are waiting for us downstairs to go to dinner. "Hello," she greets me cheerfully, smiling like a cat. She is in a better mood than we arrived. Drake, too, looks satisfied. What did they do? "What have you done?" "There are quite some mannerless people in your pack. But we dealt with them," she grins, her eyes glinting. I don't want to know what they did, but I know it was in my defense. We head down to the dining room. Everyone sits around a long table laden with so much food and wine. I can read their energy. It is so different. Uniformly, everyone gets to their feet and bow their heads to us... My gaze immediately finds Calla sitting close to the beta; she's glaring at me with red eyes while Gavin looks pissed at my mate.
GavinI had an emergency at the border early in the morning, so I wasn't there to welcome the Alpha Prince and Luna. On my way back to the packhouse, there was chatter and cries. Calla and her friend rush to me as soon as I enter the driveway. The woman throws her hands around me, sobbing. " What is it?" I ask, untangling her arms from me. " Susan and Orson are dead," I'm shocked." Shit, I saw them before I left. What happened?" " The royal members killed; it was horrible, I hear," she cries. " W-why?" " Susan called that freak bitch Apphia a murderer, and they killed them," she shrugs, puzzled too. Apphia? Apphia is here? How? " Apphia?" " Yes," " The bitch __" " Don't insult her!" I growl, making her flinch. " Where is Apphia?" " She's attending the meeting along with the royal members, beta," Calla's friend answers. I rush to the conference room and open the door. Then, I see her. My heart ceases. I can smell her and see her! My mate is standing before me. My lycan is
ApphiaWe are going to the Ivory Moon pack. Lily, Drake, and the twins, Chase and Chelsea, are going with us. They are in another car in front. Blade, too, wanted to join us, but he had to stay to run the pack. Lily will help with that task after she attends the meeting we will have while we remain. I'm nervous but not scared because Nicholas is here with me. He's holding my hand the whole ride. I have to remember that no one can hurt me anymore. I'm stronger and in a higher position than them. We soon arrive at the pack. It is just as I remember it—lovely, quiet, and clean. Our driver, Chase, is sitting beside his sister Chelsea. He pulls in front of the packhouse. My brother, Duncan, handsome and full of alpha aura, stands before the cars. His council is behind him. There are eight in total, a mixture of age and gender. Some pack members stand behind the council, keeping their distance but eagerly watching." Are you ready?" Nicholas asks. If not, I promise we'll return home and c