Renee, a Disney and Harry Potter aficionado, is not your average girl. Beneath her nerdy exterior lies a secret - she is a rare breed of wolf. To protect herself, she must pretend to be wolf-less, a facade that subjects her to relentless bullying. Her first mate, who once shared clandestine moments with her, rejects her when she reveals their fated connection. His rejection is not of her wolf identity, but of her nerdy quirks, claiming he was only after one thing. Heartbroken, Renee leaves behind her past and embarks on a new journey, starting a catering business. It’s here that she encounters Jace, her second chance mate who has been patiently waiting for his destined partner. But just as things start looking up, her past resurfaces. Her former mate reappears, and she finds herself the prize in a competition between two Alphas. However, only one truly values her, nerdy quirks and all. The other, having discovered her true identity, is playing a dangerous game of deception. As Renee navigates this complex love triangle, she must decide who to trust and who to love. But the question remains: Will Renee choose the one who loves her for who she truly is or fall prey to the deceptive games of her past? The answer lies within the unfolding chapters of her life.
View MoreThe mix of emotions that go past her face was expected. I really didn't want to drop this bomb on her right when I got here. But she brought it up and I couldn't ask for a better opening to bring it up. Something I was truly dreading trying to find a way to bring it up. So, she did that for me."Why?" Her tone is neutral, her face is too."A few reasons, really." I admit. "One because it's the safest place for you to be." She starts to interject, but I raise my hand and shake my head. "No, let me explain."She closes her mouth and sits down, her arms crossing, and her lips pressed tightly together."So, there are a lot of things that I want to explain to you. But to be fair you just admitted my point yourself." I gesture towards the bed where she put the stuff from her nest. "You can't leave your nest set up because you are worried about someone seeing it and figuring out that you are an omega." I don't say that I feel like that isn't exactly right something tells we there is more to
To say I was upset to wake up alone would be an understatement. I was kind of devested. But it only reinforced in my mind, that all men are trash. Sneaking out before dawn was low. I feel that it's even worse since we didn't even have sex. With a newly renewed anger. I stand from my nest on the couch, ready to keep my anger and directed at the world. At least my omega side was happily taking a back seat and letting the alpha take the driver seat. Well, it was until something falls to the floor in front of me. A piece of black fabric, well piece in not the right term. Its large enough to me a throw blanket. I pick it up and immediately know its Jace's and his scent of sandalwood and vanilla. I can't help but bring it to my nose and inhale like it's better than the oxygen I need to live, in someways it is. And in others it is a downfall. Because he may have left but it for me so I could sleep well. And I did. It was the best sleep I have ever had. No nightmares and looking at my nest
I know I shouldn't be sitting in her nest, but she didn't object when I stay. No instead she fell asleep. As the sun dips in the sky and the world falls dark. I know I need to leave. I want to make her dinner, but I am not going to wake her. Today was a lot for her. It was a lot for me. My mate is an omega. Yeah, I need to leave. I don't know how she would feel if I stayed, and I need to process that information. Omegas are so a rare these days. She will need extra protection. I don't know if Alexs knows that she is one. But he could have caught the scent she was hiding so well the other night when she catered my even. But here today it was strong, I mean why wouldn't it be she had no reason to hide it here in her home.I look down at my mate, careful to not disturb the slumbering form of my mate. Her breath rose and fell in a rhythmic pattern, peaceful and innocent. She looked so vulnerable, curled up in the nest, her face serene. It was hard to believe that just last night, she had be
I'd been exposed. The secret I'd kept hidden for so long, the fear I'd carried like a heavy weight, was now out in the open. He knew I was a rare alpha omega, a creature of myth and legend. And he wasn't running away. Okay well he knew half of the secret. It would take an idiot to miss the signs today. But the fact is Jace knew.His words echoed in my mind, "That's right little omega you just need some food." The term "little omega" was a term of endearment, a term used to soothe and comfort. But coming from him, it felt like a betrayal. He'd figured me out, and he'd used it against me.I looked up at him, my eyes filled with a mix of confusion, fear, and a flicker of anger. He was staring at me, his expression unreadable. Was he pitying me? Was he afraid? Or was he something else entirely?"I'm not little," I managed to croak out, my voice barely a whisper. "I'm not weak."He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Of course you're not," he said, his eyes so
I am caught in a whirl of shock and disbelief, it's like you're in the eye of an emotional hurricane. Everything's up in the air – Jace's words, Alex's unexpected comeback, and all the raw feelings tangled up inside. It's a lot to process. Why now, of all times? And Jace, with his talk of not rejecting me, what's his deal? Was it all just an act for Alex? But if he was going to reject me why not just let Alex try and fix the bond? I mean if he could them maybe, just maybe I wouldn't It's enough to make anyone's head spin. Standing there, trying to steady myself, it's like the ground's shifting beneath your feet. Decisions are looming, big ones, and they're not going to be easy. But hey, that's life, right? Full of curveballs and surprises. I take a breath, give myself a moment, and remember, I've got this. Well, I think I do."This is all incredibly overwhelming," I muttered, my voice barely a whisper. "I need my nest, and I need it now." The words felt heavy in my mouth, a desperate
I had to fight Fenrir to regain control, but I couldn't let him kill the alpha in front of us. And after having her in his arms and burying his nose in her hair he finally relented. The alpha, Alex, was trying to enter Renee's apartment, and the tension was palpable. I could smell the burning air, a sign of Renee's distress, and it was all I could do to keep myself from lashing out at Alex. The scent of charred honeysuckle filled my nostrils, and an overwhelming urge to protect her consumed me. I realized that Renee was my mate, and this understanding brought a sense of clarity and purpose. Blocking the doorway, I stood firm, my eyes never leaving Alex's face. I could sense Renee's anxiety, and an unfamiliar, yet comforting, desire to purr to soothe her washed over me. It was then that the realization hit me like a ton of bricks. Renee wasn't an omega, or so I thought. But the way she affected me, the depth of my need to protect and comfort her, suggested something more. As I grapple
As I take a step towards the door, a whimper escapes my throat, a sound I cannot control. I am usually strong, but with the omega's command, I am reduced to this—a mere follower of orders. But just as I am about to step and to reach for the doorknob, a strong arm wraps around my waist, pulling me back into a firm chest. I recognize the scent immediately—it's him. My alpha. NO! I can't think that that, but Jasmine is pushing it trying to make me see this is the truth. I refuse to listen. He holds me close, and I can feel his growl vibrating through his chest. I know he is upset, and I can't help but to start to whine low in my throat. I hate that I've upset him. But then, suddenly, his growl stops, and he starts to purr. He buries his nose in my hair, inhaling my scent, and I can feel his warm breath on my neck. It's comforting and reassuring, and I know he's not truly angry with me. I relax into his embrace, feeling safe and protected. He nuzzles my hair, a possessive gesture, and I
ReneeI know who is at the door before they even knock. I don't know how Alex found me, but I don't want to see him. I am hoping he will smell another male here and leave. So, when he does know I can help but whimper. He can not come in here. I don't even want Fenrir to open the door. I can't rest. He may be able to smell the difference in my scent to what he once knew it was. So, when Fenrir growls towards the door, getting to his feet, I jump up, every ungraceful like. But I am able to get in front of him before he answers the door. I stand with my arms and legs spread out. It works. He stops and gives me an odd look."Please don't answer it." I beg with a whine. I never wanted any of this and if this is my last day I don't want it ruined. Because Alex is if he thinks I am what I am he will take me and claim me without second thought. I don't want that. I will never be free to be who I am around him or my old pack. I can't go back."Do you know who it is?" He asked me. I don't want
Jace's WolfI don't understand. Mate has tears in her eyes. Her beautiful hazel eyes that look more gold then green right now. I know she is skidish I also know something the human does not. She is more special than he knows, and He can figure it out himself because right now she doesn't want to tell him for some reason but that is a later problem. The right now problem is that she is going to cry, her scent sours, I need to fix it. What was it she said? No one likes her? I don't understand that I instantly loved her because I know she was made for me. I want to hold her and tell her that. But I can't for two reasons. One it will scare her, and I don't know if she will run. I don't want that."I like you lots. I am sorry little one, my name is Fenrir. I did not mean to upset you." I step just a little closer to her. And while I don't allow myself to get too close, I purr for her to show her that I didn't mean to or want to cause her any distress. I can tell the second she hears it; he
Men are trash, especially Alpha men. Alpha men are at the very bottom of the trash heap covered in even more stinky smelly trash. Yes, I am bitter, I was rejected by my Goddess chosen mate. And why you ask because I am "wolf less and weak."It was bad enough growing up the pack outcast because I was different. I never really cared about the same things they did. I was always different from the other little girls. In elementary school it wasn't so bad. The little girls like the princesses, I was just into them a little bit more, okay a lot more. How cares if I liked to try and dress up like them? And who care's that I felt lucky to have brown hair to match Belle? She is the best, that's the hill I will die on. They would tease me and pull on my ponytail. No big deal. But when middle school came that's where the hair pulling got real. I remember Tracy Maxtor she was the worst. One time I was getting my books and came up behind and pulled so hard some of it came out.But I knew that thin...
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