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8. Grant
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My Unfated Mate 9. The Storm is coming
Grant I was sat at the meeting table surrounded by the four Elders and Beta Dexter, yet my thoughts were with Angeline, and my eyes on the clock on the wall. Stormy’s worry and urgency were only growing, and so was mine. Since I agreed to follow my instincts, I could feel it clearly; there was something wrong happening to her. Why I could feel it, I didn’t know. The only connection between “us” was my passion and my dreams, seeing that Angeline didn’t even know I existed. But that didn’t matter, and I had to see to her safety. “This damn meeting is taking too long! We have to go now, Grant!” Stormy growled in my mind, pacing back and forth, completely restless. “What about paragraph eight, page nine, of the directive you wrote on what to plant on the right wing of the pack behind the forest? Explain it to us, Grant,” Elder Sylvio asked, looking between me and the pile of paper he had in his hands. Every little thing I did was the object of a careful inspection. “I researched o
My Unfated Mate 10. Fire in my mind
Angel Inhaling deeply, I took in the fresh air of the night. I almost felt alive, but not quite. My legs moved fast towards my destination, and looking behind my shoulder, I saw nurse Zohra walking much slower. It might be risky to roam like this in the middle of the pack, but my scent was concealed and everyone was sleeping deeply. According to Zohra, the morning training only started in two and a half hours. I told Zohra about my idea, and even though she was hesitant at first, she agreed to help me with it – at least partially. Before the first light, we headed to the Alpha’s mansion with matches, lighter and flammable liquid in hand. “You are sure that no Omegas or working staff are in the house, right?” I asked once again. That was the only thing I was nervous about; apart from that, any fear I could have had, seemed to have remained dead when I was reborn. I wouldn’t hurt someone innocent in my quest; from this pack, I only needed the horrible Alpha Blake, his j.erk of a
My Unfated Mate 11. Dark Smoke
Grant I looked at the forest from the window of the SUV, wishing that this thing could go faster, even though we were driving as fast as it was safe to. We were in two cars: my Gamma and I in one and a few pack enforcers in the vehicle behind ours. Stormy and I were both growing more restless by the minute, something was definitely happening to Angeline. “Let’s shift and run!” Stormy insisted with a loud growl. I wanted to do what he said, but I had to be cautious not to cause a problem for Angel, my pack or myself. “We can’t just arrive at someone’s pack this way, Stormy. It would raise some kind of suspicion. Alpha Aaron will wonder what the hell we are doing there. Remember, this is a diplomatic visit to discuss the acquisition of wood.” “The only wood you should care about is the one in your pants, Grant!” my wolf barked in annoyance. Every time after dreaming of her, I spent the rest of the day with an almost full e.rection; something that not even my growing worry seemed
My Unfated Mate 12. Blue Moon Light
Grant Stormy ran at the top of his speed. He was dealing surprisingly well in his condition. Alpha Blake was right, Stormy and I should be weak and barely able to move now due to our deep wounds and the dark magic intoxication. Yet the dark magic didn’t seem to linger in our lungs. Oddly enough, Peter and I were exposed to the same amount of dark smoke, it made him lose consciousness while Stormy and I were fit enough to fight. “I seem to be resistant to the darkness, Grant. Nothing can catch me! I’m unstoppable!” My wolf barked in my mind right before his muzzle collided with a hard and furry wall. Blinking, my unstoppable wolf looked at the beta wolf who had attacked us. Snarling loudly, the Beta launched at Stormy, biting his shoulder, before clawing his side. He was aiming for the neck, since a wound there could be lethal. “That’s why I told you that I should wear a thick leather very-manly scarf while fighting. But you don’t listen to me Grant!” Stormy grumbled in my min
My Unfated Mate 13.Under the Moonlight
Angel I could hear his heart beating, he was alive. Good! After my death experience, I really didn’t like the idea of staying next to corpses. Covering my nose, I took a step closer. Despite the smell of piss, something in this man called for me. Crouching down carefully, I shook his shoulder, trying to wake him up. “Angeline,” he mumbled without moving his face off the ground. Standing up with a jolt, I jumped back twice, putting distance between me and the butt-naked weirdo. What the hell! How did he know my name? A lump formed in my throat. Was he one of the bad wolves, demons or whatever that was after me? “Angeline, he isn’t a bad guy. Can’t you feel him? Can’t you feel that something in him calls for your soul?” Dora asked softly. “Angey is normal like me, Dora! Her head isn’t lost in outer space and she isn't five years old. The only thing she can feel is how he stinks of pee! This name-calling number can’t mean anything good,” Calypso shook her head in my mind.
My Unfated Mate 14. A Caveman
Grant As soon as I woke up, I felt a warmth radiating through my chest. Besides smelling the squirrel's piss, a sweet yet subtle smell entered my nose. I stood up slowly, checking at my wounds and noticing they were healing faster than I expected. Good. Where was I? Had I fallen into this cave? As if moved by some kind of magnetic force, my gaze moved towards her. Angeline. She was here, only a few feet away from me. My eyes popped open, and my forehead creased in confusion. How did she end up here? “Grant! It’s a Moon Goddess’ gift. Don’t ask; just take it. It’s fvcking nice when you wake up and your dreams come true, right? Now, let’s kiss sleeping beauty and head back home.” He was insane! No matter how much I wanted to, I wouldn’t kiss her while she slept. “You are a Werewolf, not Weresnail! Be faster, Grant, or I will take control. Let’s get our Angel and go home, so that Daddy here can eat, feast. Even though I can smell something much more delicious, I can’t smell our
My Unfated Mate 15. Damsel in Distress
Grant “Don’t give up on her, you idiot! Don’t be a loser. Come on, Grant. You have already given up on many things in your life. Angeline can’t be one of them. She is damn everything, she is my hot-headed Angel and I won’t lose her!” Stormy growled in one breath at me. “What can I do? I can’t force her to stay close to me. I can't toss her over my shoulder and take her to our pack. I am not a caveman,” I replied. “You are a man, and you are in a cave. That makes you a caveman, so stand up from your butt and Alpha-up! I will force shift and kick my own ass just so you can feel it, Grant!” Stormy warned me. He had already done that a couple of times before. In a moment, The damn wolf took control of my right hand and slapped my forehead hard. Inhaling her lingering smell, I stood up and started striding around at a relentless pace. I couldn’t impose myself on her like Stormy was pushing me to. She clearly didn’t want anything to do with me, and how could she? I was a stranger t
My Unfated Mate 16. Winds of Change
Grant When I returned to the cave with some fruit and a couple of pheasants I had caught, I saw Angeline sleeping, curled up like a ball. “Such a cute and hot ball!” Stormy howled in my mind. Coming close, I realised she was trembling, and cold sweat was drenching her forehead. Placing the food in my backpack, I strode towards her and leaned down next to her quivering body. “You need to warm her up with your body; that’s what a good mate would do,” Stormy barked impatiently. “We are not her mate, Stormy!” “Yet!” He gave me a wolfish grin and howled in my mind before motioning with his tail for me to get close to Angeline. Insane wolf! I took a good look at the deep wound on her lower stomach, where dark blood leaked from it. “It must be Elijah’s doing. That Demon-Wolf will pay for hurting my sweet Angel. He will see; the next time I meet him, I won’t be as merciful. I will fart in his face, kick his muzzle, and then turbo-poodle attack, lacing him with my huge tail and t
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Angeline“Angeline,” Dora’s voice had me turning around, and I looked at her in my mind. It was different from when I heard or saw her in our shared mind. I was here with her, only a few steps away.
My Unfated Mate 74.2 Heated Love
Angeline“If you want, it would make me very happy to lead this pack by your side. You make me a better man, and a better Alpha Angeline,” he said in my mind, sending the tender dash of his love through our bond.
My Unfated Mate 74. Luna?
AngelineI buried my face in the column of Grant’s neck, letting his embrace wash me over with comfort. My nerves are strained, and I have been a little fidgety since I woke up. Maybe everything that happened, the battle, the changes and the bond were catching up with me.
My Unfated Mate 73.2 Gina
GrantI entered the small white room, closing the door behind me. Gina was curled on her bed, the bags under her eyes and the paleness of her face showing how worn-out she was.
My Unfated Mate 73. Home
GrantWe arrived at our pack late in the night, heading straight to our room, where I got to sleep with my mate in my embrace. I placed a kiss on Angeline’s head, and she snuggled further into my embrace, a blissful smile stretching across her lips.
My Unfated Mate Chapter 72
AngelineGrant’s canines sank on me, and the time stopped. The moon mark on my belly pulsated like a second heart. Soft blue light enveloped me, filling me with calmness, strength, peace and an ounce of guilt. His love for me pulsated like a warm blanket covering my body and tucking at my chest.
My Unfated Mate Chapter 71
GrantAngeline and I proceeded to check the ruined car. Surveying its surroundings, she found a few pieces of torn clothes.“I can’t find my phone, but it’s not that important. I can always count on Dora’s super-reaching mind-link abilities.” She shrugged her shoulders.Fortunately, the two elite guards who escorted us here weren’t dead, only harmed to the extent of unconsciousness. The king’s army transported them to the Royal Pack where they could receive immediate treatment. They would be fine.I hauled another sign of relief. Losing lives lives of my pack was a fucking bane, a burden I would never bear with ease. And I shouldn’t. Their lives matter and always will.After gazing around the half-burnt trees of the empty meadow, Angeline joined me, melting into my embrace.We were finally alone. The King left after Angeline and I told him about Elijah’s first attack and how Alpha Blake played a role in Angeline's kidnap.“I thought he would be royally enraged, we didn't tell him ever
My Unfated Mate 70.2 Sia
AngelineSia’s death replayed in Cal’s and our shared mine.“Angel, I think this is dark magic! We will die. I love you, and I am so sorry I wasn’t a good enough wolf to you. I am sorry I couldn’t protect you!” her last words were a distant echo, and so was the icy pain spreading through my soul as I wasn’t able to reply to her. She was already gone. I could never tell her that she was enough and I loved her too.I was so empty without my Sia, my soul unable to reach hers.More words ricocheted in my mind, from the moment I first met Dora, but refused to let go of my first wolf. “Sia is gone. She sacrificed herself in an attempt to save you. Her soul shielded yours, and consequently, she took the hardest hit of Elijah’s dark magic.”Sia sacrificed herself for me!“And I will do it as many times as it takes!” Cal growled, lunging on Elijah.“No!” I screamed in my mind, I couldn’t lose my Cal-Sia again. They were the same wolf, even though they seemed like polar opposites, they always d
My Unfated Mate Chapter 70
AngelineI had to spill it out! After taking a long and deep breath, I started, “Grant, I’m not your friend. We can’t be friends—”He interrupted me with a low growl. “Sorry, I couldn’t control the growl. I know I’m imposing Angeline. I have no right over you and I shouldn’t be here when you told me not to. After we talk to the king, I will be out of your life.” He didn’t do a good job concealing the sorrow in his voice.“No!”Grant’s head reared back, forehead creasing at my protest as he threw me a confused look.I slurred, “I mean … that’s not what I want. I can’t be your friend because it’s too little and I want so much more. I want everything. I-it will be hella hard to look at what I can’t have every day, but I want to support you with your pup, be part of it with you. I want us to have-be a family in the way we can. I love you and in the end I can’t even imagine a life without you. It might be complicated and hard. You probably don’t want that and I’m just here rambling like an
