Charlotte POV"I did," I replied. Before I could finish, he abruptly pulled on my hair, causing me to wince."You clumsy little thing," he grumbled, still gripping my hair tightly, a glare on his face.I slapped away his hands, wincing in pain, and shot him a glare of my own."Are you trying to pull my hair out by the roots?" I asked, feeling offended, but he just laughed."I'm not a thing. He pulled me in when I peeked into his room," I complained."You wouldn't have peeked into his room if you had been taught manners," he retorted."Why wouldn't I? I haven't seen a television in a long time, and I finally had the chance to hear the sound. Besides, he left the door open for me," I explained."I think that guy decided to get himself a television and was tired of being Hunter's son. Anyway, he broke a rule, and now he's dead. It makes me wonder how ignorant you are. Were you so captivated by whatever you were watching that you didn't see him lock the door?""He locked it immediately af
Charlotte's POVHis eyes were sexy, and I felt a wave of shyness wash over me. I had the urge to avert my gaze, but he held my gaze, refusing to let me look away.I shook my head, but noticed his gaze shift from my face to my lips, and he bit his bottom lip. His eyes remained fixed on my lips for a lingering moment, indicating his desire to kiss me. However, he restrained himself.Feeling flustered, I shifted my gaze away from him, only to hear him clear his throat."You look familiar, especially when you seem scared. Have we met before?" His question compelled me to look back at him.Cautiously studying his face, I searched for any resemblance to people I had encountered in the past, but found none."We haven't met before, except as mates," I whispered before turning away."Are you sure about that?" He asked, and I tilted my head to him."Have you perhaps seen anyone who looks like me? Or could you have seen me somewhere? Does it mean my pack isn't too far from here?" I asked numero
Charlotte POVThe door was pushed open, and he walked in, his eyes on me.My heart rate increased as I watched him approach me, and I became even more nervous when he sat beside me."I'm sorry for the interruptions," he said after sitting beside me on the bed, and I forced myself to nod as I continued fiddling nervously with my fingers."Hey, you don't mind us mating now, do you? You aren't scared of mating with me?" He suddenly asked, his voice laced with calmness, and I turned to him.I shook my head when our eyes met, but his gaze shifted to my fiddling fingers."You're nervous," he grumbled as he continued staring at my hands before he looked back at me."Don't be nervous, little blonde. We won't mate today, but maybe next time since I can control my sexual desires for the opposite sex. Is that okay with you?" He asked gently, and gently held my hand and began caressing it. After I nodded, I noticed him sigh under his breath, before he pulled me in for a hug."All I want is for yo
Charlotte's POVIn front of us were a pack of rogue wolves with red eyes, obviously ready to attack immediately if we took any step.My face paled as I stared at them, but they began barking at me, making me feel as though something was restricting them from pouncing on me.Alex suddenly came in front of me, covering me from having any view of them after noticing how frightened I was by staring at their red eyes and wild bodies.I was grateful for it, and his hands, which were still on my waist and holding me, made me comfortable."Alex, what's happening?" I asked in panic when the growls of the rogues intensified."We might have crossed the borders, but there's no need to panic. It's nothing," he said without looking at me before striding towards the wolves.As he approached, they began backing away and stopped their irritating growls immediately.I watched as Alex squatted in front of them after they stopped retreating, but my eyes widened when he began ruffling the fur of those dis
Charlotte's POVI had just woken up from sleep, and Alex insisted that I cook something for him to eat.He had asked me if I knew how to cook, and I said yes, but that's what I'm regretting now.I really wanted to continue my sleep. It was his stares that had woken me up, and he had used that opportunity to request that I cook for him.He had a maid in this Villa of his, but I wonder where they are. We were the only ones at home, and Ryder isn't back yet.I had no option but to cook for him, and I'm nervous to know if he wouldn't reject what I cook for him.I should have just said that I didn't know how to cook, and he would have let it slide.It isn't as though I don't know how to cook at all. I'm a young lady who has spent a lot of time living with an Alpha. He always tells me to cook for him, and strangely, the first day I had cooked, which was the day after the night he defiled me, I was asked to cook for him, and luckily for me, he loved my cooking. That's the only thing that sav
Charlotte's POVHis right fingers were gently caressing my face as he stared at me before he began leaning in, until our lips touched.He closed his eyes as if enjoying the sensation of the sparks we both emitted before gently sucking on my bottom lip.His fingers brushed away strands of my hair from my face before he deepened the kiss."I better stop now. You have no idea what I can do if we go any further," he said after breaking away from the kiss, pulling me out of cloud nine, to which only his kisses had taken me."Go to the living room and keep yourself busy. I won't take long," he turned to me and said, and I nodded before I jumped off the kitchen counter.Just as I was about to leave the kitchen, I turned back at him since I've been feeling his gaze on me.Just as I glanced back, I saw him staring at my retreating figure with a smirk on his face, but it disappeared immediately he realized that I've seen him staring at my ass like that.He cleared his throat and motioned for me
Charlotte's POV"Who would come for you?""I don't know," I replied, and he sighed in exhaustion, obviously tired of my complaints when I wouldn't open up to him."But imagine if a war suddenly breaks out in your pack, wouldn't I get killed?""Is that what you're scared of? Then don't worry, a war won't break out.""What if it does?" I questioned further."I would always protect you, and I promise you that a war wouldn't break out in our pack. If it does, it wouldn't be a serious one.""What if you wouldn't be able to save me?""I would always save you. Why am I an Alpha if I can't save my mate? You're my number one priority, and it's my responsibility as an Alpha to always look after my beautiful mate. There's no need to worry, don't think too much about a war so that it wouldn't happen," he said with a low tone as he tangled my hair strands."But what if–""Charlotte?" He called gently and stopped tangling my hair as he stared into my eyes, interrupting me."Just hear me out. What i
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.
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