Charlotte's POV"She's really beautiful, and I think I already like her," Ryder said, followed by a chuckle from Alex."Did you tell her that?""Yeah, I told her I would let you know that you got me a beautiful mom.""Oh, really? What was her reaction then?" Alex questioned, and silence fell in the room. I took a few steps closer to the room and eavesdropped on them through the slightly ajar door."Ummm, I really don't know, Daddy, but she seemed startled to see me. Her expression wasn't really nice, but I know she's nice," I heard him say, and after recalling how startled I was when I saw him, I facepalmed."She seemed startled to see you?""Yeah, I don't really know why, though.""You both have met before, so I think you startled her. Maybe you snuck up behind her, and she got startled. She doesn't like surprises.""Really?""Yeah.""Then what's the fun in it?""I don't know. She's your mom, so you can ask her. Or are you scared of talking to her?""Am I supposed to be scared?""No.
Charlotte's POVI lifted my gaze and briefly stared at her, but she was concentrated on what she was doing.If she knew what respect was, she wouldn't have intentionally dropped Alex's son's food."Sure," I replied and stood up from the floor."No worries. I'm in a hurry to leave, so I can't prepare something he could eat again. I guess you'll have to do it yourself," she said and thrust the tray into my hand.She flipped her hair and smiled slyly at me before she turned and walked away from me, swaying her hips.I watched her retreating figure, and when she was out of sight, a scoff escaped my lips."If only she knew I wasn't interested in being a Luna," I murmured under my breath, not pleased by what just happened, but I didn't let it show."Ryan, have you finished?" I asked as I approached the table, and he nodded."That's correct. Now you'll have a very good grade," I said after going through his work. He had an excellent, but it wasn't bold enough. I guess the teacher would make
Charlotte's POVI couldn't even blink my lashes when he waved his hand in front of my face."Are you okay?" he asked, and I responded with a loud scoff. I didn't expect it to be that loud, but I was still shocked."Are you kidding me? Am I supposed to be okay?" I asked, and he only smiled."What about your dad? Wasn't he responsible?""I can't tell you anything about him, I'm sorry," he replied, and it was obvious he didn't want to say anything about his dad. Now I was even more curious to know who the father of this handsome man is and why he would do such a thing to his son."Are we supposed to be keeping secrets from each other as mates?""What kind of mates are we?" he asked almost immediately, and I remained silent."Answer me, Charlotte. What kind of mates confess without hesitation that she doesn't love her mate? How can we then share secrets when our relationship isn't solid? It only ends with betrayal, hurt, and heartbreak, unless the one hesitating agrees to love. If not, ou
Charlotte's POVI stretched out of bed, yawning exhaustingly, but stopped and stared at Alex, who was typing on a laptop, his eyes focused on the screen.He had been working all through the night, so seeing him working this early morning made me sad."Alex, won't you give work a break and rest? You know your health matters as an Alpha," I said as I shifted closer to the table, but I was still lying on the bed."I'm trying to complete this. It's very important," he said absentmindedly and remained focused on what he was doing. He didn't even turn to look at me."Alex, give it a break, please. If anything happens to you, the pack and your company will be handed over to someone else," I complained, but he continued typing."Charlotte," he called and paused, reading a long scroll.When he looked back at the screen without taking a break from typing, he continued, "Are you trying to distract me?""If you stress yourself and die early, you know another man will come and take me as his wife.
Charlotte's POV"At least tell me why. If it's something I can solve, I will," he said with a low voice, but I shook my head."You're too good for me, Alex, that's why you should send me away. I've been traumatized since childhood; everything about me has no meaning. I don't know how to love because my feelings have been traumatized. My whole life is traumatic; I'm trauma itself, so please understand," I explained, and he remained silent. He was staring down at me; I could feel his gaze on me, and all I wished for was for the ground to open up and swallow me.I slowly raised my head and watched as he climbed out of bed and began walking away.Maybe that's what I had expected him to do, but that wasn't what he was doing.My eyes widened when he began hitting his fist angrily into the wall, obviously mad, and didn't mind that he was hurting himself."Alex, please stop," I cried when I saw the wall stained with blood, and his fist was covered with blood, but he didn't stop and kept throw
Charlotte's POVI wasn't expecting to hear what she said, so I only stared blankly, before managing to arch a brow."What are you talking about?""Ever since you were locked in here, Ariana has been all over Alpha. But last week when I was cleaning the living room, I saw them kiss," she whispered, and my eyes widened."K.. kiss?" I stuttered, and she nodded."Please don't tell anyone that I told you this, but I want you to beware of Ariana. She has been friends with our Alpha since childhood, and everyone thought they would turn out to be mates. It came as a shock when you appeared to be his mate instead. Her aim right now must be to make him impregnate her first, and if that happens, Luna, you won't be a Luna anymore."I tried to hide how hurt I was, but I couldn't. I know I've hurt Alex, but I didn't intend to do that. I tried making him understand; instead, he turned out to be mad at me."Why should I believe you?""I would never lie to you, Luna. I swear to the moon goddess that I
Charlotte's POV"No, I won't do that.""Yes, you will. I know you're young, and you've failed to understand that you can't run away from fate. It's your destiny to be a Luna.""Stop telling me that; you don't know anything about my destiny," I argued, and she turned away from me.She stood up from the floor and walked over to the door. I thought she was about to leave, but instead, she peeked outside, before she closed the door and walked back into the room."Luna, please lay on the bed, someone is coming," she said hastily, and I immediately stood up from the floor and laid on the bed.I hadn't even laid properly on the bed before two of the guards appeared in front of the door.Their cold eyes scanned us and the room we were in.After standing there for a long while, I released the air that I didn't even know I was holding after they left."They came to check on you," she whispered after they left. She sat on the bed beside me, before covering me with a light duvet which couldn't re
Charlotte's POVAs if kissing him in my presence wasn't enough, she even cupped his face with both of her hands.I couldn't tell how I felt; my heart broke. It isn't as though I was in love with Alex, so why was I feeling this way? Have I been deceiving myself all this while that I wasn't in love with him? Could this feeling of betrayal that washed over me still be because of the marking? Then screw this mark I have on me, because I hate this feeling.I watched as Alex stared down at her without saying anything, and I could only imagine one thing as his thoughts, the perfect lady to be his Luna.I scoffed, and I guess I interrupted their moment because their heads snapped to where I was. I was quick to turn away from them, but I came face to face with Leo, who I guess has been standing behind me all this while.I walked away from him and began heading out of the door, but a hand suddenly held my hand from behind.I was pulled back, and just then I met their eyes, which were watching m
Alex POV The coming days passed in a blur of joy and adjustment as we settled into our new routine as parents. Charlotte's strength and resilience amazed me as she embraced motherhood with unwavering devotion, her love for our daughter evident in every tender touch and soothing word.Ryder was a constant presence during this time, offering his guidance and support whenever we needed it. Whether it was helping with the pack affairs or simply lending a listening ear, his unwavering presence was a source of comfort in the whirlwind of parenthood.As our daughter grew, her presence brought new light and laughter into our home. Her first smile filled us with an indescribable warmth, her first babbling sounds a source of endless delight. Every milestone, no matter how small, became a cause for celebration, a testament to the precious gift of life we had been blessed with.But amidst the joy, there were challenges too. Sleepless nights and endless feedings tested our patience, while worries
Ashley POV The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the neighborhood. It was a perfect evening for a leisurely stroll, and I was eager to share this moment with Charlotte. We had decided to leave the kids at home, entrusting them with their parents for a short while.As we stepped outside, the cool breeze gently caressed my face, carrying with it the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass. I took a deep breath, savoring the crispness of the air.Hand in hand, Charlotte and I walked along the familiar path, our footsteps creating a rhythmic melody against the pavement. The weight of our responsibilities felt momentarily lifted, allowing us to revel in the simple pleasure of each other's company.The sound of laughter and playful shouts echoed from our home, a reminder of the lively energy that usually filled our days. But tonight was different. It was a chance for us to reconnect, to bask in the tranquility of the world outside our front door.As we strolle
Ashley's POVThe bathroom was filled with the playful sounds of splashing water and giggles as Charlotte and I bathed our grandchildren together. The warm, sudsy water enveloped their little bodies, and their eyes sparkled with joy."Look at them," I said, smiling at Charlotte. "They're growing up so fast."Charlotte chuckled, gently rinsing soap from one of the children's hair. "They really are. It feels like just yesterday they were the ones splashing around in this tub."As we continued bathing the kids, the conversation shifted to more profound matters."You know, Ashley," Charlotte began, her voice soft and contemplative, "I've been thinking a lot about the legacy we're leaving behind. The values we've instilled in our children and grandchildren."I nodded, rinsing a washcloth and handing it to Charlotte. "Yes, it's something that weighs on my mind as well. We've tried to teach them kindness, compassion, and the importance of family."Charlotte gently wiped one of the children's
Charlotte POV Ashley and I had made the decision to take our friendship to a whole new level. We had decided to embark on an exciting adventure: living together under one roof. It was a big step, but we were confident that our bond and shared experiences would make this journey a remarkable one.As we settled into our new home, the air was filled with anticipation and a sense of joyous chaos. The kids ran through the halls, exploring every nook and cranny, their laughter echoing through the house. Lily and Emma had become inseparable, while Ethan and Jack bonded over their shared love for sports.In the midst of the commotion, Ashley and I found a moment to sit down at the kitchen table, sipping our morning coffee and exchanging knowing smiles."It's incredible, isn't it?" Ashley said, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "Our families coming together like this, creating a home filled with love and laughter."I nodded, taking in the vibrant energy around us. "It truly is. I never imagi
Alex's POVI carefully cradled the baby in my arms as I made my way down the stairs. Ryder, my clumsy roommate, was supposed to be helping me, but he was preoccupied with his phone, completely oblivious to the delicate bundle in my arms. The stairs were steep, and I felt a pang of anxiety as I imagined what could go wrong."Hey, Ryder, could you please pay attention? We're carrying a baby here," I called out, my voice tinged with frustration.Ryder glanced up briefly, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "Oh, sorry, man. I got caught up in this game. Didn't mean to zone out."I rolled my eyes, trying to suppress my annoyance. "Well, the baby's safety should be our top priority. Let's focus, okay?"We continued our descent, but Ryder's lack of attention was still evident. He stumbled on one of the steps, causing me to lose my balance. Panic surged through me as I felt myself tilting forward, the baby slipping from my grasp."Watch out!" I shouted, my heart pounding in my chest.R
Charlotte POV In the midst of their artistic journey, the pack received an unexpected invitation that would take them to a new and unfamiliar landscape. An international arts festival, renowned for its celebration of creativity and cultural exchange, extended an invitation for the pack to showcase their work on a global stage.Excitement and anticipation filled the air as the pack members gathered to discuss this incredible opportunity. They knew that participating in the festival would not only expose their art to a wider audience but also open doors to new collaborations and interactions with artists from around the world.Preparations began in earnest as the pack embarked on a whirlwind of creative brainstorming sessions, logistical planning, and the creation of new artworks specifically tailored for the festival. Each artist poured their heart and soul into their respective projects, infusing them with the essence of their collective journey and the spirit of their community.As
Charlotte POV The years flowed by like a river, carrying us forward on our artistic odyssey. Our pack continued to expand, drawing in talented individuals from all walks of life. Each new member brought their own unique perspective, enriching our creative tapestry and expanding the horizons of our artistic exploration.The pack parties became legendary in their scale and ambition. We sought out unconventional venues, transforming warehouses, open fields, and abandoned buildings into immersive artistic landscapes. Collaborations with local organizations and community groups became a cornerstone of our events, fostering a sense of unity and collective creativity.Our art evolved into a multidisciplinary mosaic, blending mediums and pushing boundaries. Paintings danced to the rhythm of live music, sculptures came to life through interactive performances, and spoken word poetry merged seamlessly with visual projections. The lines between art forms blurred, giving birth to breathtaking an
Charlotte POV I buzzed with excitement as I prepared for the pack party, my heart filled with a mix of joy and gratitude. Our home was adorned with colorful decorations, and the enticing aroma of freshly baked treats filled the air. Alexander, my partner and fellow artist, was busy setting up a playlist of upbeat music, adding to the festive atmosphere.As I arranged the final touches, I couldn't help but reflect on our journey since our first exhibition. The growth we had experienced, both as individuals and as a pack, was remarkable. This party was more than just a celebration—it was a testament to the bond we had forged and the creative energy that flowed through our pack.Soon, the sound of laughter and the chatter of my fellow pack members filled the space. They arrived one by one, their presence bringing warmth and excitement into our home. The room became a vibrant tapestry of conversations, clinking glasses, and the harmonious blend of laughter and music. Our artworks adorned
Charlotte POVIn the days that followed, our pack embraced new opportunities and embarked on fresh adventures. The success of my exhibition had opened doors to collaboration and exploration, allowing me to connect with fellow artists, curators, and art enthusiasts who shared my passion.Hazel, always by my side, continued to be my rock and source of inspiration. We delved into creative projects together, pushing the boundaries of our artistic expression and supporting each other's growth. Our joint exhibitions became a celebration of our friendship and artistic synergy, attracting attention and admiration from the art community.Meanwhile, Alex and Fenris focused on strengthening the bonds within our pack. They organized gatherings and activities that fostered unity and camaraderie, ensuring that every member felt valued and heard. The pack thrived under their leadership, with a sense of belonging and purpose permeating every interaction.As time went on, our pack's influence expanded