FelicityDrew just shared the news of my father's passing, and I couldn't shake the feeling that it was somehow my fault. Had this been the weight he had been carrying since childhood?I could sense his anguish; it was overwhelming to absorb. Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around him, feeling him tremble against me. His tears soaked my neck, a sight I had never witnessed before. It was unfamiliar, so I offered him comfort.We remained in that embrace for about five minutes when he suddenly looked at me and asked, "You don’t hate me, do you, Felicity?"It would be dishonest to say I wasn't hurt by everything that had transpired; I had been kept in the dark. Yet, deep down, I realized how much I loved Drew. He was just a child when all of this occurred. I shook my head, a small smile breaking through. He pressed a gentle kiss to my lips and said, "Thank you, Felicity. I love you." I could feel the sincerity in his words; this connection was extraordinary, and I understood it.A knock
Drew We observed the car driving away with both siblings from our pack. It was a heartwarming sight, yet I sensed it was merely the beginning. I know Arnold well, and if he attempts anything out of line, I will not hesitate to kill him.As we entered, I held Felicity's hand tightly. My father gave me a gentle pat on the back as he entered with my mother. Once we were in our room, Felicity surprised me with a kiss.I had longed for this moment. Although Arnold had disrupted plans I had for today, I found a strange sense of relief in his actions though, as I now felt completely liberated after telling Felicity about everything. The fact that Felicity harbored no resentment towards me filled me with immense joy.I kissed her passionately as I laid her down on the bed. "Felicity, my mate," I declared, and she laughed, the most beautiful woman I had ever met. I considered myself incredibly fortunate.She cupped my face and asked, "You’re not planning to leave me hanging, are you?" I chuck
Alpha AndersonIt has been two days since my children returned from the Crimson Pack, and Abigail has remained in her room, overwhelmed with tears. It is heartbreaking for her to accept that the man she has cherished for so long is now mated to someone else.I cannot fault her feelings; Drew is an exceptional young man—brave and strong. If I couldn't claim him as my son, perhaps it wouldn't be so bad if he were mated to Abigail, but fate had different intentions.On another note, Arnold has been acting unusually. I can't help but wonder what trouble he might be brewing. If I had another son, he would undoubtedly take my place instead of Arnold. I genuinely do not understand what is troubling that boy.I picked up my phone and called him. "Where are you? Don't you realize you have responsibilities? With Drew back at his pack, it's time for you to step up," I expressed my frustration. This son of mine can be quite a handful; if he didn't resemble me so closely, I might suspect my mate h
Alpha Winter reclined on the sofa, his legs propped up on a stool, a white powder coating his nose. He was lost in a haze as the drug coursed through him, a sensation of bliss enveloping him. Since his first encounter with it, clarity had returned to his mind, all thanks to who the people called cloaked man who had introduced him to this escape.While his pack was in turmoil over the recent abductions of children, Winter remained unfazed. He had secretly arranged with the cloaked man to deliver a pup every quarter of the year, a deal that kept him detached from the chaos surrounding him.His concern lay solely with the substance he was indulging in, indifferent to the fate of the abducted children. Some members of his pack, including his beta, had begun to notice a troubling pattern in the disappearances.Suddenly, a presence filled the room, and without needing to look, Winter recognized who had entered. This was the one he cherished above all, nobody kno
Arnold I made my way directly to the kitchen where my father's lunch was being prepared. Upon my arrival, the kitchen staff froze in place; it was unusual for me to enter this area, which explained their surprise.The head chef approached me, asking, "What brings the future alpha to this chaotic environment, my Lord?" I surveyed the room, noting how everyone bowed their heads in complete submission. "What is on the menu today, head chef?" I inquired, still noticing his bewildered expression as he replied, "Mashed potatoes and steak, my Lord."I nodded in acknowledgment, the substance given to me by the cloaked man still resting in my pocket. I questioned whether this was the right course of action, but if I intended to oppose the Crimson Pack, my father needed to be incapacitated."May I see the meal you have prepared for my father?" I asked, and he guided me to the tray where the food was arranged. I needed to be cautious about my next steps, so
Third person's pov Draco called out to his mate with enthusiasm, " come down mate, we do not have time". No matter how high she leaped from her window, she had complete faith that he would catch her and ensure she landed safely. As he embraced her, laughter filled the air. She knew that if her father discovered her with Draco, he would be furious, but that concern was overshadowed by the bond they shared. Although tradition dictated that they must hold a mating ceremony before being together, the reality of their connection made such customs feel irrelevant. From the moment she learned that Draco was her mate, she had felt an undeniable pull towards him—an attraction that had always existed. With a burst of speed, Draco whisked her away, and she couldn't help but giggle at the sight of the formidable alpha behaving like a mischievous child sneaking out with his beloved. The powerful alpha Draco, a figure who commanded respect and fea
DrewThe native pack I returned to was unrecognizable; the once vibrant atmosphere of my teenage years had faded significantly. The members of the pack are deeply concerned about the declining health of Alpha Anderson, who had always seemed robust, making his current condition all the more shocking to me. Upon arriving at the hospital, my father and I were led to his room. The sight of him left me in shock; his complexion was as pale as snow, and he appeared to be clinging to life. My father approached his bedside, and the expression in his eyes indicated a painful realization: Alpha Anderson's time was limited, which shattered my heart. Summoning all the courage I could muster, I moved closer to him. He managed to meet my gaze, and as I held his hand, I took a deep breath and whispered, "What happened to you?" This was a man I revered, who had treated me like his own son and had always offered me encouragement. Now, however
I received a call from Drew, informing me that Alpha Anderson has passed away. I offered him my condolences for his loss, and I could sense his deep sadness. When I brought up how Abigail and Arnold were coping, I noticed he seemed to be hiding something. The mention of Arnold's name visibly upset him, prompting me to refrain from asking any further questions."Please be careful when you arrive at the Arcade pack, my love," he advised. I responded, "I will be, but you seem to forget that I am not someone to be underestimated." He chuckled at my confident remark. "I know, City, but just take care. I love you," he confessed, to which I shyly replied, "I love you too."As I settled into bed, I anticipated a tiring day ahead. Morning arrived, signaling the start of my journey. We would be flying on a private plane, as the Arcade pack is quite distant from ours.The car took us to the airport, where I was accompanied by Gideon, two additional warriors, and two
Alpha ArnoldReturning to this pack after a brief absence it seems there are quite some changes and it is remarkable; the level of security has truly impressed me. There’s a new dynamic at play; I left as Arnold, but I return as Alpha Arnold. Drew now finds himself beneath me, and his father and I are now equals. I am eager to witness his reaction when I choose not to acknowledge him.As I exited the car alongside my beta and the warriors I brought, I was met by Drew, who stood rigidly, refusing to lower his gaze to recognize my presence. “Welcome, Alpha Arnold,” he said. I relished the sound of that title. I nodded in response, saying, “Thank you, Drew.” He smiled and turned his attention to my men, saying, “Welcome to my pack; it’s been a while since I’ve seen you all.” He then instructed, “Please follow Simon; he will show you to your quarters.”What’s this? Isn’t he supposed to be the one guiding me to my quarters? That’s the protoc
The door to my room swung open, and Winter entered, wrapping his arms around me from behind. I could feel drain taking him from me little by little as he gets himself so addicted to it, it wouldn't be long before his demise, I felt a surge of bitterness; I knew I would ultimately have to kill my mate as well.Had circumstances been different, I could have envisioned a fulfilling life with him, raising heirs together. Regrettably, that dream was shattered when his kind mercilessly slaughtered mine. I witnessed the brutal demise of my people, their lives extinguished as if they were mere livestock. My mother’s final words echoed in my mind: "Avenge us." This has been my unwavering mission throughout the years—to seek justice for my fallen kin."You have that look again, my love," Winter murmured, pressing a kiss to my neck, the spot where he had marked me. When I discovered he was my mate, joy flooded my heart after years spent in darkness. Finally, I had a chance to
I stared at him in disbelief, trying to process his words. Are you saying that in another life, I was his mother? It suddenly clicked; I recalled him calling me mother earlier, and I shouldn't be surprised by this revelation anymore. "So, the first alpha of the Crimson Pack who sacrificed half of himself for his mate is Drew, correct? If that's true, why doesn't he remember any of those past lives?" I asked Gavin.He paused, considering his response before answering. "I honestly don't know, but one thing is clear: you two are bonded for life. Drew also mentioned that you possess the third eye. You continue to astonish me. Whatever you witnessed regarding the Luna of the Arcade Pack needs further investigation; we can't afford to overlook it," he said as he stood up.He gazed at me for a moment. "The memories of your past lives will return to you gradually. There's no need to rush; just allow them to come naturally. I'll speak with your mate; he genuinely cares for
Drew I found myself at a loss to explain the recent events. Was this similar to what transpired during her visit to the Arcade pack? Felicity currently has no memory of ever inquiring about today's date while referring to me as Damien, and Gavin remains tight-lipped until he can speak with her privately, I am currently devastated knowing my mate is like this, I don't like it when she worries.Although I am uncomfortable with another man being alone with my wife, I have faith in this elderly gentleman. Despite his youthful appearance, he is at least 80 years old. Little is known about his past, except that he once assisted a previous alpha of the native pack during a crisis, in return, the alpha promised him a land and a wife, which he accepted.Now, he gazes at me with a look I have never seen before. Both he and Felicity are perplexing me, but I trust that he holds the answers to whatever is troubling her. Therefore, I maintained my composure when he req
This memory does not belong to this life; could he be reincarnated as well? The name I associate with him is Gavin. My recollections are jumbled, but I distinctly remember him calling me mother.It struck me as quite strange. I turned away and walked off, my thoughts in disarray. I made my way to the kitchen, having initially stepped out to catch a glimpse of our guests. I am responsible for overseeing the kitchen, as designated by the Luna.As soon as the head chef spotted me, she approached. "He is here, right? You should head to the dining room; I'll handle everything else," she said. I smiled in response, and Patricia winked at me as I hurried toward the dining area.A moment later, the caterers and waitstaff began bringing in the food. Without needing any direction, they expertly arranged the table. I sensed Drew approaching, accompanied by the alpha Luna and likely the sorcerer.Just as the table was fully set, they arrived. Drew smiled at m
ArnoldI have achieved my desires, and I am filled with an unprecedented sense of joy. I have never felt this fulfilled in my life; I am now in a position of power, free to act without limitations.However, there is one significant issue: an alpha requires a Luna, and I currently do not have one. Why have I not been paired yet? This is my only pressing concern at the moment, and the pressure to find my mate is mounting. Where am I supposed to locate her?If only I could discover a vulnerability in Drew and claim his bride for myself. She is certainly my type, and the thought of her sends shivers down my spine. Although she currently does not reciprocate my feelings, I believe she will come around eventually. I often wonder what she sees in Drew that makes her choose him over me. Surely, I am more attractive than he is. Her taste is perplexing; yes, I acknowledge his strength, but she should have accepted my advances when I expressed my interest. Instead, s
FelicityI find myself pondering what I will say upon my return, though my primary concern lies elsewhere. The inability to recall the events that transpired troubles me, and I fear I may have inadvertently instigated a conflict.The Luna will undoubtedly be disappointed in me. As we exited the car, a brisk breeze greeted me, bringing a sense of tranquility. The air was infused with the scent of my mate, and there he stood, waiting for me.A smile formed on my lips as relief washed over me at the sight of him. Gideon and the others stepped aside as he approached, his gaze assessing. "You didn't eat enough, did you?" he remarked, scrutinizing my figure. "I did," I fibbed, knowing I had barely touched my food at the Arcades pack; my appetite had vanished in that moment."Come on, let's go for a run," he proposed, taking my hand. I followed, expecting a barrage of questions about my absence, but to my surprise, he remained silent.We shifted
DrewAfter the burial of Alpha Anderson, a meeting was convened to appoint the new alpha of the native pack, and naturally, it was Arnold who was chosen. He appeared unfazed by the loss of his father, while Abigail seemed utterly heartbroken. I sincerely hope she finds her mate soon to help her escape this sorrowful place.The transition of power was formalized as Arnold was officially named the new alpha. The memory of Alpha Anderson still weighs heavily on my mind. If I witness Arnold engaging in any nefarious activities within the pack, I will not hesitate to challenge his authority. He wears a broad smile, suggesting that he has achieved what he desired.Time was of the essence, so after congratulating the new alpha, we returned to our own pack, where my mother is currently the sole caretaker.In a way, it may be fortunate that Felicity attended the Lunas gathering, but I cannot shake my unease. She called to inform me that she witne
Lagartha stood in a state of disbelief, it resembles the aura she felt from Felicity when she had previously referred to her as a child. The two wolves, who were previously engaged in a fierce battle, abruptly halted, panting heavily as they regained their composure. They both shifted back to their human form and Alpha Winter rose, fury evident in his eyes. "You have come to my pack to sow chaos, and I assure you, this will not go unpunished."Felicity's gaze remained fixed on Lagartha as she began to laugh. "You pups," she declared, her voice carrying throughout the hall. "Your Luna, whom you cherish, slaughters all your young and removes their hearts." The room erupted in a cacophony of disbelief; the crowd was taken aback, questioning the sanity of this woman who dared to call them pups, considering her diminutive stature.They dismissed her claims, convinced she was mad. Their Luna had stood by them through every trial; it was inconceivable that she c