I close my eyes and breathe in deep, feeling the connections, I have within me; my bonds. I feel my bond with Rome and reach for it, caressing it softly, it’s been quiet for so long, and I want it to know I’m there, that I remember it and cherish it. Rome’s bond responds, and I feel it’s gentle caress all the way to my bones. Then I move on and search for my bond with my wolf; Remy.I’ve always had her, unlike how werewolves shift at sixteen, I’ve had Remy since I was born, like a part of me, an extension of me, like my shadow. She does stay in my shadow though. Rome didn’t let me bring her out on my own as a child, he always summoned her for me. He told me I could do it on my own when I got older, but till then he’d do it.Remy isn’t like any other wolf, while the others communicate through feelings and signals, Remy can communicate with me through words, through my thoughts. She has a mind of her own. She is not just in tune with me, but Rome also, our bonds allow us to share. He is
PART ONEHead down, shoulders slouched. Head down, shoulders slouched. I repeat the mantra as I make my way across the halls. Monday mornings can always determine how the rest of the week goes. You either go unnoticed and have a good week, or you attract unnecessary attention and have a horrible week, and I am determined to have a great week this time around as I walk hurriedly down the hall that’s filled with chatter about weekend escapades and expectations for the week. And of course, this won’t be a high school if there’s no talk of boys in between and gossip and of course, complaints about tests and assignments. However, as the school...sorry, not just school but town outcast, I can’t partake in the chatter going on, just keep my head down and hurry towards the back of the school where the football field is. That is where I’ll stay safe till classes start. Unfortunately, I’m so focused on my escape that I don’t see Penelope De Flores aka the school’s queen, dating the school’s ki
You know what it’s like when you cause trouble with your friends, and right when you’re about to get punished, your friend somehow disappears or gets their ass saved by some mystery magic? Well, Aria just pulled that magicky shit on me right now and I want to cuss her out to the moon and back!I’m left facing an enraged Andy alone, and Ansel is not far behind. Their twin green eyes staring back at me...well more like glaring down at me. Those two are so similar that it’s unnerving. Their moms are twins, but they are not. They are cousins, but they basically grew up together, and look somewhat identical, at least in their eyes. Ansel has curly sandy blond hair while Andy has buzzcut brown hair, he never lets it grow out long enough to see whether it is curly or not. They are both close in physique, but Ansel is burlier than Andy, probably because of the beta blood in his veins. Those of power tend to grow bigger than the rest somehow, especially after they shift for the first time and
King seems to notice the change in my mood as he leads me towards the dining table, sits me down, and places the plate of steaming hot and no doubt delicious lasagna before me and then he tops it up with a glass of milk. My stomach screams at me as I take my time to take the food in, and then I dig in, and boy is it delicious. I’m quite certain I’m having a foodgasm right now because I sure do moan at the blissful taste. When I’m done scarfing down at least half of the plate, I finally raise my head to look around only to stop at the sight of King sitting across with more amusement on his face than I’d like.“What are you still doing here?” I ask around the food in my mouth, quickly chewing and swallowing so I don’t further humiliate myself.“Oh nothing, I’m just here in case you manage to choke on your food or swallow your spoon together with the lasagna at the rate you’re going.” My face immediately heats up.“I would never...I would never do that!” I exclaim embarrassed and defensi
I wake up to the sound of my door unlocking and being pushed open. I instantly sit up and realize the sun is setting, but I don’t dwell on it as my eyes train on the door as it opens to reveal Richfield walking in with a tray holding what I presume to be food. I watch as he balances the tray on one hand, and with the other flips the switch to flood the room with light. his rough and muscular features give an indication of the powerful experienced and well-trained enforcer he is, but beneath his rough exterior, he is a kind man who loves his family despite their many flaws. The only person who’s ever shown me any kindness or even come to my defence in this entire pack. I think originally, I’m supposed to call him dad, but after his wife vehemently refused to have any of that, there was no choice but to call them by their names; Richfield, Helena and Penelope, Oh and Mars, the girl they had to take in but don’t want. That’s the entire family.“You’re awake.” He says as he walks in and s
KINGThis is bad,This is very bad, bad for me and worse for Mars. It doesn’t matter than we had no hand in becoming mates, the problem is that we are mates and no one is going to accept that, not now and not ever. Even though I’ve told her that we shouldn’t fret about it, I can’t stop fretting. This is a whole problem that no one is ready for, especially not when my parents are so hung up on Penelope and I becoming mates that my parents have welcomed her into the family and my mom has started training her to become a good luna ages ago. I have no idea what to do now that the inevitable has happened and she isn’t my mate.When I started to feel my bond earlier than expected because Penelope wasn’t going to turn sixteen for a while, it bothered me, but when I told my dad, he said it’s normal because her birthday wasn’t too far off. And I stupidly accepted it, even though things had begun to change with Penelope. My wolf didn’t want to be around her anymore, and sometimes it grew angsty
“You’re damn right I am, now what the fuck were you trying to do to my mate?!” King’s angry words have me in equal states of panic and relief because clearly, these barbaric people won’t hurt me now that he’s here and has claimed me as his mate, but also, he has claimed me as his mate, in front of all of them, and that is probably going to bring about a whole lot of backlash. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me! Her, of all the people you could be mates with, her?!” Alpha Richmond almost roars in anger and frustration...and I’m sure he’s only frustrated because he won’t get the chance to wring my neck like he was promising to do just a few minutes ago. There are mummers all around us and even though not many people are here, I know the news of my inability to shift would travel faster than a wildfire, and by the time noon meets the pack, everyone everywhere will know. There’s no way anyone is keeping this a secret. “Yes dad, her. She’s, my mate. Now just what were you trying to
Penelope just stares at as for sometime, as we all seem to freeze in the moment. I’m still on King’s back and he’s still in wolf form. We stand like that as tears continue to stream down her face. It’s like she suddenly can’t talk, and I find myself feeling bad about it. I know she loves King. They’ve been together forever and not just together, but close together and in love, so having this happen isn’t really the best.I feel so bad that I make the first move and start to get off his back, and that seems to break her out of her trance as words fall from her lips.“This is why you’ve been pushing me away? Because of her? You-how can you be mates, why are you mates with her? And you knew and you didn’t tell me and you were pushing me away, why?” Her words are so pain filled that even I want to cry, but I know her better than that. She’ll soon resort to anger and start screaming like a banshee, throwing a tantrum. When I’m safely on my feet and dusting my dress of any furs from King, h
I close my eyes and breathe in deep, feeling the connections, I have within me; my bonds. I feel my bond with Rome and reach for it, caressing it softly, it’s been quiet for so long, and I want it to know I’m there, that I remember it and cherish it. Rome’s bond responds, and I feel it’s gentle caress all the way to my bones. Then I move on and search for my bond with my wolf; Remy.I’ve always had her, unlike how werewolves shift at sixteen, I’ve had Remy since I was born, like a part of me, an extension of me, like my shadow. She does stay in my shadow though. Rome didn’t let me bring her out on my own as a child, he always summoned her for me. He told me I could do it on my own when I got older, but till then he’d do it.Remy isn’t like any other wolf, while the others communicate through feelings and signals, Remy can communicate with me through words, through my thoughts. She has a mind of her own. She is not just in tune with me, but Rome also, our bonds allow us to share. He is
PART IIPainPain like nothing I’ve ever felt before slams into me after King’s words, but I don’t know what hurts more, my bond tearing at his rejection, or the heartbreak of being led on up until the very end, only for him to reject me at the end. Was it always a joke to him, was he always just playing with me?The pain goes on and on and I wonder if it will ever stop. What did I do to deserve this, what did I ever do to him to make him want to hurt me like this?I can’t see anything or hear anything. All I can do is feel, and all I can feel is pain; unending pain.I’ll do anything to make it stop, anything at all.It tears my insides, fills my head, and strangles my heart. I feel like such a fool for falling for King’s lies, but how would I have known? How could I stop myself from liking him so much, how?The pain pours over mw like fire, burning everything good in its wake.I lose myself in the pain until something cool breaks through, so cool and refreshing and driving away the p
KINGThe ride is silent and tense.My dad is at the front with our driver, Alexi. We don’t usually need drivers, but sometimes when there’s an important event, he drives us. He is usually present as a guard, but, when need be, he doubles as a driver. He sits silently in the front, his movements controlled and unhurried, like it’s a normal day for him, a normal job for him. I wonder if he knows what is going on, if he knows what sort of asshole and devious bitch he’s driving, I wonder if he knows that I’m being forced to reject my mate and claim my ex who I honest to God don’t want anywhere near me.I’m finding it extremely hard to breathe through this. It feels unreal, like I can’t believe what is happening, like it’s a terrible dream that I should wake up from but can’t. I glare at the back of my father’s head, wanting nothing more than to bash his head in, but I know he will give the order to kill Mars before I’m done. I glare harder.You can glare all you want, son, but it won’t ch
KINGI’ve been riding on a high for days.Ever since my date with Mars...before that, even, I’ve been happy beyond all reason. Floating on all sorts of clouds and it’s the best feeling I’ve ever had. The best feeling I may ever have. I don’t know how I managed to go so long being around her without being with her. I don’t know how I let Penelope block my vision of Mars for so long, but I guess that’s what she is, a dark cloud that blocks out the sun no matter the time of day.I can’t believe I was so in love with her.Nothing that happened between Penelope and I can compare to Mars and I. I’ve been on many dates with Penelope, done many things with Penelope, but one movie, picnic and night under the stars with a mix of stolen kisses, makes me feel so much more than anything with Penelope, and I’ve never been surer of a decision than my decision to claim her today at the ceremony.I’m dressed in airy and light white pants and a short-sleeved button-down that matches the way I feel, air
King and I stumble out of the cinema two and half hours later giggling, laughing and making jokes about the movie. Turns out it was a pretty good movie and I think I liked the experience a lot. Never really gone to the movies with a friend before or even as a way to hang out before, so experiencing it in such a fun way with my mate was really something beautiful.I head to the car, but he pulls me back.“What is it, aren’t we going to the car?”“Nope, we are walking somewhere else.” He tugs at my hand and begins to lead me away but I dig my heels in and pull as to a stop.“Okay, what exactly is going on, a field trip?” he smirks at me and then pulls me into his body.“Just enjoy the experience, I’ll tell you soon enough. Don’t ruin your surprise for yourself, beautiful.” Then with my hands still in his, he pulls back until we’re separated with our hands outstretched between us. I go to ask him what the problem is, but stop at the heated look in his eyes raking over. The way he’s looki
“Mars!”“Mars, wake up!” I’m shaken awake by King, his voice panicked. I’m drenched in sweat and shaking from a horrible dream that I don’t even remember. But that’s not even the worst of it, the worst is that I’m in pain. It’s as though my hand is on fire like I’ve been branded. I’m clutching my hand as the pain continues, and I swear I can hear the sounds of someone screaming, screaming loud enough to make my ears ring.It takes a moment though, for me to realize that the one screaming is me.King tries to get my attention, to calm me down, but I can’t seem to concentrate on anything past the pain. I don’t even concentrate when my bedroom door flies open and I hear Richfield come in and take me out of King’s arms.“It’s okay, Mars, breathe. I’m right here. Just breathe.” Richfield’s voice bleeds through the pain, holding on to me, supporting me, leading me out the pain until I’m suddenly in the here and now and I feel nothing, there’s no pain, not even any lingering traces, it’s lik
“Hey, there’s a party tonight at the river. I was wondering if you’d like to come.” King asks when he comes to pick me up Friday morning for school. My mind immediately goes to Andy.“I don’t think so. It’s not really my scene, feels like you guys are defiling the place for me.” He suddenly laughs.“Oh, come on, it’s not that bad.” He reasons. “See, we’ll go there for a few...not long, and then if you don’t like it, I’ll take you on a date. I just want you to give it a try.”“I’m not sure.”“Please, pretty please. We’ll leave as soon as you want to. Please.” I cave. Andy can’t try anything if King is there.“Fine, but I’m not staying for long.”“Anything you say, boss.”That, is how I find myself at the party on Friday night. I’m in jeans, a top and my cashmere sweater with boots. My hair is in a ponytail and my hand is in King’s. There’s a campfire, and surrounding it are huge logs that some people are sitting on. There’s about fifteen to twenty people here, all from school. Seniors m
“Okay, so I’ll do the talking unless he asks you to say something. And if he asks you to say something, don’t...”“Just blurt the first thing that comes to mind, think it through.” I drawl, continuing King’s preparatory speech. A speech he has given at least twenty times in the ten-minute drive to his house. We are currently in the garage, and he’s preparing me one last time before we go to his dad.Before we parted ways after lunch, he told me that he’ll bring me here after school to talk to his dad. And while I’m not a big fan of his dad, just like him, I’d rather we get this over with as soon as possible.“Relax, King. It’s not like I’m going to sit at a table and talk to him over tea. Chances are he’s gonna decapitate me before I’ve even sat at the table.” King glares at me.“That mental image is the opposite of relax, Mars.” He sighs and scrubs a hand over his face. He’s not saying it, but he’s obviously stressing over having me and his dad in the same room. He’s obviously scared
King walks me to my class after I get the calculator and we manage to stop flirting by his locker long enough to move, then we start again. When we get to the entrance of the class though, we stop at the sight of Penelope standing at the door of the class, and it’s not seeing her that stops us, no. Penelope is also in a white tennis skirt and sneakers, and she has a black form-fitting top on. Her hair, however, is curled and in high pigtails secured with black bow ribbons. Her makeup is flawless as usual, and her lips are painted in bright red, the same shade of red that’s splayed on my locker in ‘slut’.I don’t know how we’re matching outfits, because she left the house before I did, but I know this means nothing good for me.King’s hands fist beside me, and I know it’s because he has realized the lipstick she’s used is the same one she used on my locker. However, before he can react, I hold his hand in mine, a silent reminder to let go of it. Penelope’s brown eyes track the movement