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Arkham The moment she got into that ring, I felt like my heart dropped on the fucking floor! I have to stand back and watch her take on a brutally dark and twisted asshole. He is everything I am against as a man. I should be the one to teach him a fucking lesson, I don't care about the consequences right now! Ark is fuming, but he keeps telling me what she said was right. An Alpha needs to think of his pack… in every choice he makes! When she stopped and got back out of the ring, I was actually relieved. She had nothing to prove, and I felt better knowing she was out of harm's way. I had seen that guy fight over the past few days… he fought dirty, and he was brutal. But when she only went to get airpods and started listening to a Taylor Swift jam… I was caught off guard. She had no fear in her. She was calm … listening to her song… like this was just a stroll in the park… just an exercise. And the whole time, she had a little smirk on her face. Such a difference to her. Confiden
Arkham I reached the hospital and I knew there would be questions hitting me about Kenzie …. How do I explain this? I need to talk to her in the morning, before I can answer anything. It's not that she did anything wrong, in fact … the opposite. She was a vision of light and pure goodness. But seeing it all, everyone had to have some questions. Maybe she was just that good? Maybe she was just meant to be a special kind of warrior. But, there was a magical feel in the air. Ugh … Stop overthinking it! Just act cool… roll with it. I see the four men gathered at the entrance of the hospital. Alpha Romano is standing to the side, not interacting with any of the younger Alphas, he has his iconic frown on his face, his stormy grey eyes running over Alpha Zavion. He drags his fingers through his long sandy brown hair, before he ties it into a man-bun on top of his head, the bottom half shaved short. His eyes are sharp, and he averts his gaze to me, and our eyes lock. A faint smirk reaches
Lilura I stare at the beautiful beams of sunlight as they dance through the branches and leaves of the trees that surround our cottage. The birds are chirping happily, and the crisp morning breeze blows softly over my face, and I smile. It's early morning, and I take a whiff of my morning camomile tea while sitting on our porch swing. I couldn't really sleep last night. I was mulling over so many thoughts in my mind, so I decided to get up and watch the sunrise. Oh, how I love nature, how it is a part of me. How many sunrises have I seen in my time? Thousands… Still, each one is unique. Never the same; like an artwork, a gift given each day… But we never slow down, stop, look around, take it all in and realize that we will never have this exact moment again. No. There is something so beautiful and emotionally moving about watching a sunrise or sunset. It stirs your soul… like your subconscious acknowledges that it's the end of something you'll never relive or have again. Once t
Chapter Thirty-Six Garren "You want to tell me why I woke up without you in my arms? Or why your spot has been left cold and untouched for hours?" I whisper into her soft white locks, leaving a lingering kiss there. She places her arms over mine that are wrapped around her waist. Her nails gently stroke my skin, Goddess how I love this woman. I give a little growl of approval, and kiss my mark on her slender neck, nibbling her soft skin for a second. Centuries together will never be enough … "I have just been thinking about everything. Last night … I saw a glimpse of her aura. It was like there was a crack in the spell. I didn't know she would be this powerful already." she says in a soft, concerned tone. "I knew she was powerful, I saw it the other day when I sparred with her, she has become even better than before. But last night … I was stunned. She is a masterpiece! Would it be so bad if the spell broke earlier?" I shrug. I think back to when I first started training Tim
ARKHAM It's a new week. The hustle and bustle of the previous week has calmed down. The other packs all went home yesterday. And honestly, even though the Games Day was a massive success, I'm glad it is over. Despite the event ending up in an unexpected fight between Kenzie and Justin Volt, before that, it all went smoothly. Speaking of Justin, I made sure he was escorted to his pack with a few of my men following. He was locked in the dungeons and Alpha Zavion ensured that he would be kept imprisoned. All the Alphas agreed that we would have an united Games Day annually. But it will now be called The Games, as it stretches over a two day period. We would all have more time to plan, and be ready for next year. This would encourage our warriors to work even harder, as the competition would be tougher with all five packs. Sasha went with Alpha Duke to his pack. She did not speak another word to me, and I couldn't be more relieved. By tomorrow night, he will know whether or not she i
Arkham Beep! Beep! Beep! My alarm goes off, and I groan as I shut the buzzer off. Another night of dreams filled with darkness and anxiety. After three years, one would think I would be used to it. But as the full moon approaches, it's at its worst. I scrub my hands over my face and look at the time… 06:02h … And I remember why I set my alarm. Today is Kenzie's birthday. I want to make us all a special breakfast since our little group has the day off. I asked Garren to observe at class today, as he sure is a skilled ex-warrior and Gamma. Some of my other Top -Team guys got my instructions, and they will lead the class. My parents came home last night, and I spent some quality time with them. I have not mentioned Kenzie to them. But I did not miss Dad observing me intently, and I knew he knew something was up with me. I can't stop smiling at times, no matter how hard I try to suppress it. They are staying in the villa beside the Pack House, and they always sleep in, so they
TIMIKA "Why the hell are you up? You're supposed to be asleep?" Ashton asks, looking confused. All the guys are wearing loose fitting sweats, all shitless. But it has no effect on me… not the way Arkham does.. I barely register their appearances. "Were you all trying to surprise me?" I ask, my voice trembling a little. "Yeah, but it looks like you beat us to it," Xan replies with a small smile, but I don't miss the little disappointment with it. I frown. By now I can tell they were all planning this for me. I'm not used to this treatment and I feel emotional and guilty for ruining their plan to spoil me. This is my first birthday in ten years that Xander is back in my life, and he wanted to make it special for me, they all did. Why didn't I just stay in bed this morning? I make a mental note, to take things easy on my birthday in the future. I walk over to my brother, and a little memory of an 11 year old me and a 17 year old him, plays through my mind… and then… my parents.
ARKHAM Changing the gears, I notice her heart racing as we drive out of pack territories. Slowly the unsettling realization sets in my mind that She is nervous and uncomfortable being alone in the car with me. 'The little flower is scared. Don't upset her!' Ark warns me sternly. 'I can see that, Ark…and I'd never!' Uncomfortable with the thought, I changed my position, suddenly sitting uncomfortably in my leather seat. Frustrated, I move the dark strands of hair from my face. What is she afraid of? As much as I don't want her to feel this way around me, I did this for a reason. I need uninterrupted alone time with her. This will give us time to break down those walls. As we drive past the pack borders, I decide to initiate the conversation, I have had enough of this awkward silence and her just staring blankly out the window. I am so desperate to know what captivates her thoughts and to get the opportunity to spend some quality time getting to know the real version of her
Beautiful Readers ..I have been dreading this post... but ... it has to be done...As much as I hoped things would resume to a normal schedule, things have taken another turn on my personal side.Unfortunately I will have to put the book on hold.I have no idea what things will look like going forward, so I will either post as I get time, or just finsih the book and then post. I am sad and dissapointed, this was not the plan when I started writing this beautiful story.... I am so so sorry!😢But I promise I will finish it ... right now I just need to navigate my way into what life holds for me...I won't disappear... I'm still here.All my Love🌸Willow Joy🌸 Xxx
TIMIKA Why did I even panic? Of course he wouldn't hurt me. The truth is … I have never felt this safe. I stare out the window, my fingers playing with the beautiful new necklace I got from Mama Lil and Papa G for my birthday. It's a delicate rose-gold necklace with a rose-shaped pendant in the middle. It has a tiny soft-pink pearl inside of the rose, representing the flower bud, while there are little diamonds on the leaves. The word 'Blossom' is engraved on the inside of the rose. I frown as my mind goes back to the conversation earlier with Mama Lil… -FLASHBACK- *********** I fasten the beautiful necklace around my neck. It hangs low on my throat, almost like a choker (necklace), just lower. I look at my reflection in the mirror that hangs in their lounge. It looks perfect! It goes beautifully with my dandelion necklace that I got from my parents, and I realize it was ten years ago today. Everything that happened in these ten years. How lost and alone I felt, just like th
ARKHAM Changing the gears, I notice her heart racing as we drive out of pack territories. Slowly the unsettling realization sets in my mind that She is nervous and uncomfortable being alone in the car with me. 'The little flower is scared. Don't upset her!' Ark warns me sternly. 'I can see that, Ark…and I'd never!' Uncomfortable with the thought, I changed my position, suddenly sitting uncomfortably in my leather seat. Frustrated, I move the dark strands of hair from my face. What is she afraid of? As much as I don't want her to feel this way around me, I did this for a reason. I need uninterrupted alone time with her. This will give us time to break down those walls. As we drive past the pack borders, I decide to initiate the conversation, I have had enough of this awkward silence and her just staring blankly out the window. I am so desperate to know what captivates her thoughts and to get the opportunity to spend some quality time getting to know the real version of her
TIMIKA "Why the hell are you up? You're supposed to be asleep?" Ashton asks, looking confused. All the guys are wearing loose fitting sweats, all shitless. But it has no effect on me… not the way Arkham does.. I barely register their appearances. "Were you all trying to surprise me?" I ask, my voice trembling a little. "Yeah, but it looks like you beat us to it," Xan replies with a small smile, but I don't miss the little disappointment with it. I frown. By now I can tell they were all planning this for me. I'm not used to this treatment and I feel emotional and guilty for ruining their plan to spoil me. This is my first birthday in ten years that Xander is back in my life, and he wanted to make it special for me, they all did. Why didn't I just stay in bed this morning? I make a mental note, to take things easy on my birthday in the future. I walk over to my brother, and a little memory of an 11 year old me and a 17 year old him, plays through my mind… and then… my parents.
Arkham Beep! Beep! Beep! My alarm goes off, and I groan as I shut the buzzer off. Another night of dreams filled with darkness and anxiety. After three years, one would think I would be used to it. But as the full moon approaches, it's at its worst. I scrub my hands over my face and look at the time… 06:02h … And I remember why I set my alarm. Today is Kenzie's birthday. I want to make us all a special breakfast since our little group has the day off. I asked Garren to observe at class today, as he sure is a skilled ex-warrior and Gamma. Some of my other Top -Team guys got my instructions, and they will lead the class. My parents came home last night, and I spent some quality time with them. I have not mentioned Kenzie to them. But I did not miss Dad observing me intently, and I knew he knew something was up with me. I can't stop smiling at times, no matter how hard I try to suppress it. They are staying in the villa beside the Pack House, and they always sleep in, so they
ARKHAM It's a new week. The hustle and bustle of the previous week has calmed down. The other packs all went home yesterday. And honestly, even though the Games Day was a massive success, I'm glad it is over. Despite the event ending up in an unexpected fight between Kenzie and Justin Volt, before that, it all went smoothly. Speaking of Justin, I made sure he was escorted to his pack with a few of my men following. He was locked in the dungeons and Alpha Zavion ensured that he would be kept imprisoned. All the Alphas agreed that we would have an united Games Day annually. But it will now be called The Games, as it stretches over a two day period. We would all have more time to plan, and be ready for next year. This would encourage our warriors to work even harder, as the competition would be tougher with all five packs. Sasha went with Alpha Duke to his pack. She did not speak another word to me, and I couldn't be more relieved. By tomorrow night, he will know whether or not she i
Chapter Thirty-Six Garren "You want to tell me why I woke up without you in my arms? Or why your spot has been left cold and untouched for hours?" I whisper into her soft white locks, leaving a lingering kiss there. She places her arms over mine that are wrapped around her waist. Her nails gently stroke my skin, Goddess how I love this woman. I give a little growl of approval, and kiss my mark on her slender neck, nibbling her soft skin for a second. Centuries together will never be enough … "I have just been thinking about everything. Last night … I saw a glimpse of her aura. It was like there was a crack in the spell. I didn't know she would be this powerful already." she says in a soft, concerned tone. "I knew she was powerful, I saw it the other day when I sparred with her, she has become even better than before. But last night … I was stunned. She is a masterpiece! Would it be so bad if the spell broke earlier?" I shrug. I think back to when I first started training Tim
Lilura I stare at the beautiful beams of sunlight as they dance through the branches and leaves of the trees that surround our cottage. The birds are chirping happily, and the crisp morning breeze blows softly over my face, and I smile. It's early morning, and I take a whiff of my morning camomile tea while sitting on our porch swing. I couldn't really sleep last night. I was mulling over so many thoughts in my mind, so I decided to get up and watch the sunrise. Oh, how I love nature, how it is a part of me. How many sunrises have I seen in my time? Thousands… Still, each one is unique. Never the same; like an artwork, a gift given each day… But we never slow down, stop, look around, take it all in and realize that we will never have this exact moment again. No. There is something so beautiful and emotionally moving about watching a sunrise or sunset. It stirs your soul… like your subconscious acknowledges that it's the end of something you'll never relive or have again. Once t
Arkham I reached the hospital and I knew there would be questions hitting me about Kenzie …. How do I explain this? I need to talk to her in the morning, before I can answer anything. It's not that she did anything wrong, in fact … the opposite. She was a vision of light and pure goodness. But seeing it all, everyone had to have some questions. Maybe she was just that good? Maybe she was just meant to be a special kind of warrior. But, there was a magical feel in the air. Ugh … Stop overthinking it! Just act cool… roll with it. I see the four men gathered at the entrance of the hospital. Alpha Romano is standing to the side, not interacting with any of the younger Alphas, he has his iconic frown on his face, his stormy grey eyes running over Alpha Zavion. He drags his fingers through his long sandy brown hair, before he ties it into a man-bun on top of his head, the bottom half shaved short. His eyes are sharp, and he averts his gaze to me, and our eyes lock. A faint smirk reaches