AntiopeI look at the dress that is hanging on the door of my closet and I rub my hands together awkwardly. It is a simple, long blood red dress, with long flowing sleeves adorned with colorful designs at the hem, the same ones it has around the elegant neckline. Per my request, I got a pair of red ballerinas to match. I need to be ready and meet Magnus downstairs in half an hour.To say that last night dinner and today’s breakfast were awkward would be the understatement of the century. I didn’t even dare look at him but I could feel that he had no problem looking at me all the time.I thought I was all logic and mind, my wolf with me on this path. No extravagant emotions, no passionate stupidity, just a goal-driven Beta. But with Magnus... it is getting hard to listen to my logic. And mind you, my logic has a strong case. He is the asshole that forced me here, has my sister captive and is treating all this as a game. Still, my body has an opinion of its own and it’s that of protesti
MagnusI barely slept last night. I stayed up with the images of her. She hates Thane and yet she was unwilling to see him hurt. Behind that hard exterior, she hides a kind soul. Would she ever find it in her to forgive me?I shake my head and bury it in my hands. I can’t be forgiven. The Goddess herself does not cast her eyes on me. What I have done is unforgivable. She may be a kind heart deep down but deep down I am a monster. A monster that has fallen for her. That is my last, ultimate punishment.After the fights, Thane was carried away by his fellow warriors and all the pack paraded in front of us, showing their respect to the Alpha couple. In their eyes I saw acceptance. And even more than that I saw hope. They approve of the new Luna.That last look on those eyes was the one that floored me. All of the pack looked at her with the same expectancy that it was more than waiting to pop out a pup. The look they laid on her was that of love and respect.The sun has just rose above t
AntiopeAfter this morning’s encounter, I am fuming. The first order of business is to avoid going out that damn balcony on early mornings. The second is dispel in some way the effect he has on me. Yes, I know, it is ridiculous to be a virgin at my age and that my own fingers are less and less satisfying even for me, let alone for Maximo. But that doesn’t mean that I have to kneel and salivate before the first male that dared come in my personal space."But he is not any male,” Maximo whines. ”He is our mate and he is freaking hot! Please, Antiope?”"Shut up, Max! It’s all your fault.”“Yeah, like you find him hideous,” my own wolf is mocking me now.I don’t find him hideous, that’s a given. A blind female would find him... But he is holding me and my sister here against our will. And one way to overcome this Stockholm Syndrome is to see my sister, to set a clear path of freeing both of us. My sister’s sight tortured in silver chains is enough to make him a monster in my eyes.I get u
MagnusEgil is talking to me but I don’t think I have paid any attention to what he is saying. Something about the visit to Gunnar but I can’t bother. I am standing by the window, looking out at the lake like I have one a thousand times before. But this time the view is different.Antiope is out there, running on the shore, in her wolf form. Her black fur is shining under the sun, her strong legs are pounding on the earth. She moves so flawlessly, so gracefully. I have never seen a more beautiful she-wolf."Go to her!” Henrar demands.I look down and see her run with Thane. Seeing Antiope with another male even if it is her bodyguard is making my wolf angry and taking me on edge. I want to be with her all the time, just to look upon her, talk to her. When I leave home, all I can think of is when the time to go back to her will come. Before her, I slept here, on my couch. I couldn’t go back there, but now... I can’t wait to go back to her and cook for her.“Magnus?” Egil chuckles right
AntiopeIt’s been days since that encounter in the lake and things have been weird. I am angry and freaking confused. He had no right to do what he did, to kiss me like that, to look at me with those eyes of his so deeply and lure me in. He has no right to treat the situation we are in as a normal one, as if I am not here because he holds my sister in silver chains all this time.And yet, I can’t stop thinking about that kiss. I can’t stop reliving it and dreaming about it. And in my dreams, I don’t stop, I am not ready to slap him, I don’t run away from him. In my dreams, I come closer, I kiss deeper, I claim more. And, goddess, does he give me more. Enough to wake me up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat, with shaking knees and an abysmal, hot need between my legs. Cold showers have been the norm these last days. Thankfully, all that talk about sleeping with me remained just talk.“I will be leaving in the morning,” Magnus says over his plate. “Before sunrise.”I don’t lo
AntiopeI enter Magnus’s office and I am hit by his scent. I take a deep breath and calm Max down that is bugging me to run after him. Imagine what she would do if Magnus was our true mate. I take my place at the desk and I look at the stack of papers. I sigh. This is going to be tough.I don’t even know how much time has passed when I hear a soft knock on the door. Thane is standing guard outside and he is the one that comes in when I give the leave.“Astrid wants to see you.”I frown. I have no idea who Astrid is but the playful smile on Thane’s lips gives me an idea. If she is who I suspect she is... I bite my jaw down and I nod to Thane. I go back to my paperwork when I hear the shuffling of a dress in the office. Yep, I know that smell.“Luna,”"Whore,” Maximo has made up her mind on her.I lift my eyes and I regard her coldly. She is beautiful, with that long blonde hair and that lithe body. Her eyes are blue and her lips are full. Magnus sure has bizarre tastes. I look nothing
AntiopeI am looking at the phone every other second and I am getting more and more pissed. Why the Hell do I long to hear his voice? And most importantly, why the Hell he hasn’t called yet? Yesterday he called. Twice. One during breakfast and we practically talked for almost an hour and then he called by the end of the day, here at the office. But today it’s almost lunch time and he hasn’t...“Luna?” I hear a knock on the door.“Come in,” I recognize Astrid’s voice.“Am I interrupting, Luna?”“No,” I actually smile at her. “Is everything ready for Sonja’s party?”“Yes, I was thinking if you would...”“Of course, I will,” I say and get up.I am their Luna and this is an orphan who lost her father because he defended his pack. The least I can do is be at her birthday party.“We are what now?" Max purrs in delight.Shit. I did acknowledge myself as Luna. This is bad. And combined with the fact I actually miss Magnus for some mysterious reason that is beyond the grasp of reason this is r
MagnusI can’t take my eyes off Antiope and I don’t want to. If the goddess would grant me a wish, I would never have to stop looking at the woman talking to my pack members. But deep down I know I probably fucked this up with her.If I were the man I am now, after she brought life into my lifeless body and colorless routine, I would have handled it better. And by better, I simply mean not dragging her sister into this and threatening her.But before the Mating Hunt I have forgotten how to be a man and not an Alpha. I have forgotten how I enjoyed cooking for others, how it is to have someone you respect to talk with. And more than anything I forgot how it was to be a male, to be intoxicated by a female’s scent, to feel my wolf stir by need.I am sipping on my beer when Antiope turns and as if by instinct finds me. I go on fire instantly and Henrar growls in my head, practically ordering me to drag her out of here and take her as I have been dreaming since I left her behind.“Do I need
The fact that she expressed an interest in developing a romantic connection with my brother Michael is something I cannot allow to happen. Trying to figure out if she was trying to murder him or try to take him into the spirit realm. That is something I cannot allow to happen at this moment in time. I have a strong hunch that she is not a human person at all, no matter what she may be trying to convince me of. I'm not sure what she wants with my family, but I have a strong hunch that she isn't a regular human being in the traditional sense of the word. I don't trust it for one second.When one of my classmates approached me, I was completely immersed in my own thoughts and emotions.Rose, please accept my greetings. How are things going for you right now?When I turned around, I saw that Ruth had been standing behind me all along.Ruth, please accept my greetings. How are things going for you right now? What brought you to this particular location? Maybe you weren't intended to be in
I'm not sure what I'd say to Michael if he discovered the truth about me and realized that everything he had learned about me had been fault. I was relieved to see him once again as his car drew up in front of the house and parked there. He observed me sitting outside and staring at him, so I gave him a kind grin and said, "Welcome back," as if he had entirely forgotten about me.Upon inquiring about whether or not I had eaten anything, the gentleman displayed genuine concern for my well-being and enquired as to my eating patterns, to which I answered yes, causing him to question me once again about my eating habits.Adama, It is recognized that you do not consider yourself to be a part of our family, and that my sister has no interest in you, but please allow us to be of assistance to you regardless of your feelings toward this family. The story you told me about your family left me with the impression that you were giving me the truth or that you were engaging in a sophisticated de
Rosa won't like me no matter what I do, and I'm well aware that if she finds out the truth about my relationship with her, she would do everything in her ability to make my life as unpleasant for the rest of her life. Finally, it doesn't matter whether she likes me or not; her brother has been nothing but gracious to me, and I can't imagine hurting any of them by standing up for what I believe is right in this situation.The moment Rose ran up behind me and threw me to the ground, my attention was completely diverted away from what was going on in front of me. I'd completely lost my sense of direction at this point.Even if you walk into my office claiming to be in need of assistance, I will immediately learn that you are not a human being at all, but rather a member of my family who requires a certain degree of care and attention. It has been revealed to me the truth about you, and I am confident that you will never be successful in your campaign against the interests of my family's
Why should my brother have to go through the trouble of inviting someone he doesn't know seems unfair to me. Due to the fact that she is a lunatic, this is exacerbated even further. I know you all think I'm wrong, but don't you think she could be a spy or an evil witch, in addition to being a lunatic, to be considered? She has also come to believe that she is each and every one of the families she has been assigned to destroy, which has made the situation even worse. After thinking about it, I decided that my brother shouldn't go to the trouble of bringing someone he doesn't know. I asked him why he thought it was necessary. What makes matters worse is the question of whether she is, in this specific instance, a ghost or whether she is merely behaving in an atypical manner. If she turns out to be some type of malevolent spirit or animal, may God protect us from her evil ways. It is extremely dangerous for my family and me to be alive. Do you think she's a beast or an evil spirit, or s
The number of times I woke up during the night was so numerous that I didn't let it stop me from going around the house and keeping my attention locked on everyone who was sleeping until the lights were turned back on. Afterwards, I went into my room a few minutes later, where I closed my eyes almost immediately and fell asleep virtually instantly. Getting to sleep this evening was not a difficult feat for me to accomplish. When I realized Michael's eyes were closed, my thoughts raced through my head, and the only thing I could muster was a quick thank you before slamming the door shut behind me and fleeing into my room. The previous evening, Michal, who happened to be my roommate at the time of this particular incident, and I had both been in the same room when we both experienced an equally awful experience, which we shared with each other. Because of the various favors Michael has done for me over the years, I felt compelled to show my gratitude to him for his aid and support throu
When my father asked me again whether I could tell them about the mad lady or how she knew my name, I was at a loss for words. When he inquired again, I was absolutely lost in contemplation.What prompted the convening of this meeting, and what are your views on the subject?Everyone was waiting for me to speak up in order to ascertain what was wrong. I turned my gaze upward and attempted to speak, but all that came out was the sound of a silent syllable. I placed my hands on my head and gazed down before returning my gaze to my parent.Micheal If you convene this gathering and are unprepared to speak, you should rise and exit immediately.I did pause to allow Mom to finish her sentence before speaking.I came across an insane woman.Everywhere was silent, and no one was audible. I looked at my sister, who gave me a puzzled look as if to say, and why are you telling us this?"Son, what happened and what was significant about this last last?" my father inquired once more. There are oth
Michael is my given name. I come from a wealthy family and have been blessed abundantly.Allow me to begin by not mentioning my parents; I was the first child and my parents desired that I marry as soon as possible. I frequently pass by a street called Ajegunle.I was constantly going to see friends or stopping by if I had any work; there is one crazy lady who I always see whenever I pass by. But this one is different; I saw the majority of insane people walk by constantly while this one stayed still and sat in a specific spot without saying anything; I saw how people dropped the majority of their leftovers for her and felt pity; what a pretty woman will turn insane only God knows what she did to earn this situation.She was naked and she was not truly insane; every time I pass by that location, she is all there.So one day, I came down from my car to get a snack because I was so hungry. As I approached the mad lady, my name was called out."MICHAEL".I turned around and saw no one ca
I never considered life to be so bleak, but if I had known that this would be my final day on earth, I would have made amends.I was hoping that after all the wrongs and bad things I had done, God would still have mercy on me. I walked down the road to get some drugs for my mother; she needed some drugs to help her calm down a bit. If the walls could speak to me, I would never have left home.I had the distinct impression that I was constantly being watched, but I had no idea it was this serious.I wished this world would swallow me whole and I would never be heard from again, but the look at me thing isn't working and I felt as though everyone was against me, but what could I do or say?After I obtained the drugs and was returning home, a car pulled out and two men exited, and I was dragged inside. I saw another guy, but his face was obscured by a handkerchief, and before I knew it, everything had turned black.I awoke and found myself tied and in an unknown location. I was terrified
I understand that you may despise me for the sins I did, but one thing I am certain of is that God does not despise me.I make every effort to make everyone happy for me, yet all they care about is obtaining whatever they can and then ditching me. I'll look at my mother and cry because she's not the same as she was before my father's death; I'm trying to be decent and nice and to put things right; I'm aware that I've made a lot of mistakes in the past, but I want to remedy them all.Remember when I told you about the guy at my school who wanted to date me? Well, guess what guys, he raped my friend and she became pregnant; I'm not sure if it was rape or she desired it, but I was relieved it wasn't me at the time.I had a buddy named Chiso; I'm not sure how to characterize her, but she's a mischievous young lady.She pays me a visit at work at night and suggests that we go to a club after I finish.I've always refused her and never committed such an act in my life.My mother abused her