"I can see you kept to your word," Dexter says standing before his car while his men carry our bags inside one of the many cars already lined up.Without a doubt, I understand that it's my fault for his lack of trust, but I'm getting a bit irritated being reminded all the time.Squeezing my face, I led my boys who are a little hostile and bearing frowns on their face to the car.Ash stares daggers at Dexter the moment their eyes meet and Dexter just stares back at him with the same energy until Ash gives up and walks away. Truly, their resemblance is impeccable in many ways."Did you get any bright ideas last night," Dexter asks, grabbing hold of Neo's and Ash's things from my hand.I roll my eyes, stomping my feet angrily behind Dexter as I complain, "I told you, I wasn't planning to run away, so enough with reminding me."He tosses their things at the trunk and closes it, turning abruptly that I'm taking back by how close we are and losing balance, my ankle twists breaking my heels
"Don't be scared boys," Dexter says with a stiff face as he stares at his father."He won't cause you any harm," he promises them both, "that is your grandfather." He says.Looking at Dexter I find that he's neither smiling nor frowning, but hostility surrounds them. The bad blood between them has me worried about how my kids will be treated, but then I remember Dexter saying he loves them.There's no way he'd sit back and watch them get mistreated.With his arm placed on each of their shoulders, he gives them a boost, pushing them forward towards the cranky-looking man.After a long pause, a brave Ash takes a step forward and I see him gulp but then hold Neo by the hand the two walk towards the man, but then he stops, Neo turns around, and he's shaken by the cold face the man's putting on."Grandpa?" Neo asks Dexter almost as if he's trying to cross-check."Yes, now be good boys and go greet your grandpa," he says to them, and once again they begin to moveFinally, they reach him, th
“Woah~”With glittering eyes and drool, Neo, Ash and I stare at the lavish meals on the table, unsure where to start, my hunger is eradicated just from the delicious aroma evaporating into my stomach.“Can we eat all of these?” he asks Dexter.Dexter chuckles, he reaches out for a knife on the table and cuts a slice of cake for each of them. Despite the frown on my face he turns to the other side and proceeds to feed them with sugar while my eyes twitch.“Everything here is for you to enjoy, it’s your welcome gift,” he answers them and quickly they glow with glee, “now don’t hold back your appetite, I’m pretty sure the both of you must be starving after going to bed rather early,” he tells them.“Uh-huh,” Neo answers, his eyes fixated on the cake as he nods with a giggle. “Yes, thanks for the meal,” he says rushing to chomp down his slice, same with Ash.Speaking of which, Ash looks rather gloomy, he’s fondling his fork, poking the cake with a long face that I’m puzzled about what see
“Please… just for tonight,” they begged me.With the urge to tease them a little, I fold my arms and turn around refusing to spare them any face.“You both have your separate rooms don’t you, so that’s a sign that I should stop reading bedtime stories to you don’t you think? Besides, this is also how you grow up quickly.” I tell them, stealing a peek every now and then to observe the look on their faces to fill my stomach with laughter.My boys glance over at each other while holding out one of their favourite bedtime storybooks, disappointment all over their face, Neo wraps his arms around the book and pouts.“I don’t wanna grow up,” Neo says, his eyes teary as he starts to whimper, “I just want a bedtime story,” he tells me, his tears already getting the book wet.Plop!I feel my bed press down and turn to find Ash who’s helped himself on the bed, “if you won’t be telling us a story then I’ll stay here with you,” my grumpy young man says, staring off into the far end as he murmurs.
“And that is why werewolves need their symbol, their symbol represents their identity and status,” Dexter says to the kids, their eyes are lit from excitement after listening to their father turn the history of the werewolves into a bedtime story.Neo begins to yawn, his arms and legs stretched as he cuddles warmly under the blanket, I prepare to take over from Dexter who’s slowly rising from the bed.“But papa,” Ash calls out, holding onto the hem of Dexter’s shirt and tugging him until Dexter sighs before he turns to face, “earlier, grandpa mentioned an Omega and you did so too in your story, so I was wondering if we’re omega’s doesn’t that mean we’re inferior,” he asks.At that moment, Dexter and I exchanged glances with a look of shock on our faces, we were not prepared for that question.“Sweetheart…” I call out to Ash, ready to put an end to his questions and have him go to bed when his father signals me to stop.He sits back on the bed, his entire weight crushing the bed until
Neo and Ash were dropped off at school, the glow on their face and pride in them as they raise their chest walking into a school like they've hit the jackpot, I wouldn't lie, too found it rather exciting that all the teachers and pupils were staring at us like a celebrity, their jaws wide open as their eyes meet the man beside me.Knowing I'd be late for work, I take my bag and scurry to the junction.“Taxi!” I yell at the top of my lungs as I flag down the p*ssing taxis.But for some reason, all the taxis I've stopped until now have either refused me or zoomed off.“Dammit," I curse when yet another taxi zooms off without stopping once again."That's the third taxi I’ve missed in five minutes."I'm pulling my hair in anger as I groan repeatedly wondering what is happening to make more than twenty vehicles p*ss by and avoid me like I'm some kind of plague, besides it kind of feels like someone is staring at me…?!Honk!The loud blow of a horn has my heart skip a beat, I flinch, turnin
I'm dumbstruck, totally speechless as I try to process the words this woman has just uttered."I don't understand what you mean?" I say with a naive laugh, brushing my hair backwards."Oh it's very straightforward," Linda says, slowly she takes a step towards me, her index finger stretching out and then she suddenly starts to poke me with it.Her finger is quite firm and rather painful, her nails stab me almost as if they were digging into my skin, and just one finger succeeds in pushing me backwards.My eyes avert to her red lips as I read her words, "Back… off… my… man.""So you weren't here to find a lawyer?" I question as soon as she frees me from her painful poking."I am," she says, reverting to normal.Her arms folded as she leans back, her eyes scanning me thoroughly from head to too and as if finding nothing, she scoffs, "But then I heard that the little husband snatcher was also a lawyer and decided to see what sort of a tramp you are, you are not a werewolf and neither are
Dexter's POV"She's rejected us once again without even knowing it, what will we do?" My wolf cries within me.It's the second time today she's outright rejected me without knowing the importance of her words.My wolf weakens each time she throws me her cruel words. I'm always losing my guard around her and turning softer than a marshmallow."I'm not sure anymore, I don't feel like going in anymore," I tell him."Shut up, it's not my fault she doesn't want us, who was it that decided to utter such childish words this morning," he roars angrily.I frown knowing too well that I have no right to be angered and yet it pains me to hear such. What is wrong with me?The door opens quite swiftly and right in my face a certain someone stares at me with shock all over her.Linda, what's she doing here?"Ha! So this is the reason why she's so angry," I tell myself while frowning at the little pest in front of me."Alpha!" Linda squeaks.I chuckle at how ridiculous the situation was, sighting Vid
Dexter's POVKnock knock!!"Alpha, it's time to go." I'm told.Never have I ever felt this ready for anything in my entire life as I brace myself for whatever would happen behind that door.I take a deep breath, calming my nerves, and check myself in the mirror one more time."Come on Papa. You look dashing already, let's go, we can't keep Mama waiting forever, she'll die of boredom," Neo scolds me.Rather than Vida, it feels as if the ones truly bored are my two tricksters with Neo sighing repeatedly and Ash pacing to and fro the room.I raise my hand in surrender, "All alright, I'm all ready, we can go now," I tell them."Finally," the both of the chorus as they hurry up on their feet and run out the door.It's been a month since the war, and everything seems to be going smoothly for us. Today, Vida and I were finally going to tie the knot after much difficulty.I didn't need to suck up to anyone, nor did I need their approval to do as I please. The problem of a human Luna died the
Dexter's POVThe news hit like a hurricane, a revelation that left the pack in disbelief.Vida, once our Luna, had allied herself with the rogues—the very enemies who had stained our history with blood, the ones responsible for the loss of our grandparents.The pack's confusion mirrored the turmoil within me, torn between duty and the remnants of a love that had seemingly crumbled.Ash and Neo, the innocent casualties of our unravelling saga, clung to the hope that their mother had been coerced, that she was still the woman they loved.Their eyes, mirrors of the pain etched across their faces, pleaded with me to take them to her—to see her, to understand. But the weight of betrayal hung heavy on my shoulders, and I insisted that Vida, in her newfound allegiance, was to be treated as an enemy.As the moon rose, casting an eerie glow upon the battleground, the rogues attacked our borders with a ferocity that mirrored the storm within our hearts.I, Dexter, my eyes a reflection of the pa
The night hangs heavy with anticipation as the black moon casts its mysterious glow upon the werewolf realm.After Dexter marked me, I felt the steady pulse of newfound strength coursing through my veins.What began as a subtle shift in my abilities evolved into something extraordinary, something that left even the elders in awe.The packed council, their eyes filled with a mix of trepidation and wonder, gathered to discuss my unprecedented powers.Controlling consciousness was a gift, or perhaps a curse, that surp*ssed the known limits of our kind. A human marked by a werewolf, an anomaly in our ancient traditions. They saw it as an opportunity, a chance to elevate the Black Moon Pack to heights unseen.In the weeks that followed, my connection with Dexter deepened.We shared more than just thoughts; we shared emotions, sensations, and dance of souls intertwined. Mindlinking with children and Dexter was just the beginning.Now, I could extend my influence further, manipulating the th
Vida's PovI listen with rapt attention to every bit of Dexter's story and I come to realise that the wolves I saw that day were not Dexter, rogues and I have carried that narrative in my head for years.As I try to process all that he said, I get hit by a suddenly intoxicating wave which has me shuddering for seconds. I look at Dexter and everything that happened that night flushes into my brain like a tidal wave, and I have a quick seizure that makes me remember every action that took place two years ago.Dexter is right, everything he said is exactly the way it happened.“Humph..” a gasp flies out of me as I feel a hand touching me.“Vida, are you okay?” Dexter asks, his eyes busy scrutinising my face.Perhaps, he got scared when he saw the pains my eyes held. “Yes, I am fine,” I say, blinking out tears.But the surprise on my face never left, my head is roaming with questions and I'm trying to look normal so he doesn't start worrying all over again.How could I have imagined that
Dexter's PovIt was a really cold evening. I was just getting out of the shower when I heard a loud bang on my door, and when I opened it was my father's beta. His face was clouded with worry when I looked at him but he pulled me out before I could open my mouth to say anything.he11, I was only in my bathing robe.“Come, you have to stop your father's madness.” That was all he said to me and I followed him to my father's chambers.My father, the then Alpha, was taken aback when he saw me. “What is this nonsense, Gabriel? I told you not to involve the boy!” He lashes at his Beta but I am not driven from my confusion.“What is going on Father? What madness was my uncle talking about?” I finally bring myself to ask but he ignores me.“Gabriel, take the boy out now that I ask nicely–”“I am not a boy, father!” I am forced to shout. “I am fourteen, please tell me what is going on?!”He sighs deeply and as I stare at him I see the scars engraved in his face. He walks past me and goes to hi
Dexter's Pov.“I... I never stopped loving you, Vida,” I confess.She gulps at me with unwritten emotions. Her hand slips out of mine and the look that follows is one full of doubts and worries.I take her hand again, patting it softly. "I'm sorry it had to take me this long to confess my feelings for you." The words have barely left me when she snatches her hand again, giving me a faux look.“You can't buy your way in like this, Dexter. Don't you think there are things you should apologize for?!”"I love you, Vida. Don't I look miserable enough?"“No! I can not accept your love, Dexter. You have to say the right words, 'cause I'm honestly not buying this..”“You were the one that left me! You freaking left me and that has always kept me on the edge!!”“You killed my parents.” She reveals her grudge, shockingly.Confusion spreads on my face like wildfire. Of course, I've heard the rumors but it has never occurred to me that she would think I did so.“Did you believe that? It was just
Vida's PovA white blurry light wakes my spirit and as I open my eyes, surprise overwhelms me seeing my dead parents smiling at me weakly.Instantly, tears break down from my eyelids, flowing freely from my eyes. My lips try to form words but I cannot bring myself to say anything as I am feeling so sorry for them.Ever since I lost my parents I have never seen their faces appear to me in my dreams.Does this mean I am dead and they are sad to welcome me?My head is bursting with questions and all I can do is cry, feeling so guilty for my choice. I should never have accepted Silas's, I should never have had anything to do with him, and now I am full of regrets.“My child,” I hear a voice but I'm finding it hard to believe that it's real.My breath hangs in the air as I glance at her sharply, "Mom?" I hiss under my breath and she speaks again.“Vida, do not regret because we are always with you.” My mom says, her voice echoing all around me."Mom!" I scream in delight but not after some
Vida's Pov“sh*t!" I hiss gruffly as I kick the chair aggressively.“Silas!!" I yell his name but the room is just as silent as it had been.Not wanting to panic yet, I let my eyes take in every corner of the room and noticed a red substance at the far end.It isn't that obvious but as I take a closer look I notice that it's blood, I couldn't take my eyes away from it and it starts to get into my head.“What do I do?! Nothing's working!” I let out a tiny yelp.Again, I try to wriggle myself out of the chains but who am I kidding? The chains are heavily guarded by a key.Code sweat breaks down my forehead as the realization of me dying alone in this abandoned warehouse hits me. I couldn't sit back and watch, expecting help to get to me like a Disney princess, I had to do something.“But what do I do? How do I get out of this mess?!" By this time tears had started gathering in my eyes.“Silas you two timing b*st*rd! You will rot in he11!” I shout angrily, smacking my teeth like one who'
I regained consciousness to find myself bound to a cold, rusty beam in a dimly lit warehouse. The last I remembered was Silas begging me to talk to him an hour ago.I had foolishly agreed to meet him, thinking that it was an opportunity to finally put an end to our relationship.While in the car, I had questioned where we were goingBut Before I could react, Silas lunged towards me, his hand clamping over my mouth.I remembered the panic that had surged through me as I fought against his grip, my muffled cries for help echoing in the vehicle. But my struggles were in vain as the world around me blurred, and darkness consumed my consciousness.Panic gripped me once again as I realized the gravity of the situation.My heart pounded in my chest, matching the rhythm of the distant sounds of traffic that seeped through the dilapidated walls.I strained against my restraints, desperately trying to free myself, but Silas's knots were tight, leaving me helpless.As my eyes adjusted to the dim