Jace's Wolf
I 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; her body relaxes slightly and her scent begins to change. Here in her home, it's so strong that what I thought I sensed in her the other night is becoming more and more clear. Only that night we got a different side of her, and today we get this side. If, if I am right, she is what we called in the old days as a hybrid. They were rare and highly prized. We would fight for their affection and the honor to be theirs, if they could not find their mate. They needed a mate, someone who can take their dual sides and be what they needed. I think my mermaid is one. But I will need to earn the right to know for sure.
"I am very old and have not had a mate so please excuse me if I say something wrong. It does not mean I do not like you." I say as gently as I can. She nods her head. "How about I make you something to eat? Would you like me to start the next movie?" She nods again, I would need to check with the human, but in the time I come from feeding your mate is everything it means the trust you provide for them, it shows you cherish them. Food is love. I don't think that is what it means here so I will try not to get too excited.
I decide to make her a sandwich, a simple gesture but one that I hope will show her my intentions are pure. As I put away the groceries, I keep out the ingredients for a special treat - strawberries, sweet but not overly so or unhealthy. I prepare the plate with care, arranging the food meticulously, wanting to present her with something that will bring a smile to her face.
Balancing the plate in one hand, I make my way back to the living room, where Renee sits, her eyes glued to the television screen. It was perfect timing, I put on the second Harry Potter movie after handing her the plate, which she gives a happy squeal from. I can't hide my own smile. I don't know these movies, never paid attention, it never mattered now I wish I had.
"Do you like it? " I jokingly ask as she shoves the food in her mouth. She nods and I chuckle. I feel Jace trying to push back. But I refuse to let him. He doesn't understand her right now. "I've heard so much about Harry Potter, but I've never seen it myself. Can you be my guide?"
That has her head snapping up and swallowing. "You didn't watch it with Jace?"
I think about how exactly I can explain that I have never really been interested in human things. I normally don't even take over when in human form. I decide the truth is the best road.
"I don't really come out much. I prefer being in fur. The human world is very different, and I don't know what to do like this." I gesture to myself and shrug. "But I would like to learn. If you don't mind."
"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you mean. You prefer being in fur? What does that even mean?" She looks at me with a confused expression on her face.
I take a deep breath, trying to find the right words to explain myself. "I mean, I'm not really interested in human things. I don't even take over when I'm in human form. It's just not my thing."
Renee's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "But why? What's wrong with being human?"
I shrug, feeling a bit uncomfortable. "I don't know, it's just not...me. I've always felt more comfortable in my animal form. It's where I feel like I belong."
Her eyes widened in surprise. "I don't get to do that much, but Jasmine doesn't mind."
Renee doesn't say more about that and I really think I know why and I am just happy to know her wolf's name. She then took a deep breath and began to tell me all about it. She explained how there was a whole other world, hidden from the non-magical people, where witches and wizards lived and went to school. She told me about Hogwarts, the magical school, and how it was divided into four houses, each with its own unique traits and qualities.
As she spoke, I couldn't help but be amazed by her words. It sounded like something straight out of a fantasy novel. But her excitement and conviction made me believe that it was real.
"Wait, so there are actually people with magical powers?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this new information.
"Yes, and it's not just limited to humans. There are also fantastic creatures like dragons, unicorns, and even talking paintings," She replied, her eyes sparkling with wonder.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It sounded like a world full of endless possibilities and adventure.
"And the best part is, Harry Potter, the famous wizard, goes to Hogwarts too. He's the chosen one, destined to defeat the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort," Renee continued, her voice filled with excitement.
I was in awe of this whole new world that she had just introduced me to. It was like discovering a hidden treasure, and I couldn't wait to learn more about it.
"Maybe we should start from the beginning! Can you put the other disk back in?" She asks.
"Of course I can." I get up to do just that when I catch a scent I don't know followed by a knock on the door and a whimper from my mate.
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
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
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
My eyes widen in surprise as I take in the man standing in front of me. He is tall and muscular, dressed in a perfectly tailored charcoal grey suit that accentuates his strong physique. The shirt he is wearing seems to be painted onto his chest, highlighting every muscle and curve. My gaze travels up to his face, and I am met with a sharp jawline, a straight proud nose, and parted lips that reveal a set of perfectly white teeth. But what catches my attention the most are his blazing green eyes, piercing and intense.For a moment, I am frozen in place, unable to move or speak. It's not just his physical appearance that has me captivated, but there is something else, something deeper that I can't quite explain. And then it hits me like a ton of bricks - he is my second chance mate.The realization is like a jolt of electricity, igniting a spark within me that I have never felt before it wasn't even this bad with Alex my first mate. And I knew him most of my life. Even in hiding his time
I couldn't believe it. After years of searching for my mate, she was sitting in front right in front of me. The small-time carter new to the area. I had been viewing her site for weeks, unsure if she would be a good fit but eager to give it a shot. And she turns out to me my mate. And yet, she thought I would reject her.But as soon as I caught a whiff of her honeysuckle and orange scent wafting through the door, I forgot all about my words and rushed to find the source. My wolf, Marcus, was going crazy, desperate to calm her worry of us rejecting her claim her as our own.She stood there, in her Disney apron, looking so adorable with her hair pulled up in a messy bun. Even with the apron on, I could see her curvy body that I couldn't wait to touch. She was short compared to my 6'5" frame, but I loved it.I couldn't resist any longer, and I pulled her in for a kiss. As our lips met, I couldn't help but untie her apron, breaking the kiss only long enough to pull it over her head. My ha
To say I wasn't going to cry would be a lie because I totally am but not sad tears. Oh, no I am so mad I am shaking. Why the make me go through this a second time. He thinks the same as everyone else does. It's not the truth but still, it stings. I busy myself as he stands there in silence, his rejection hanging in the air like a dark cloud. Thankfully, before he can utter those dreaded words, the kitchen becomes a flurry of movement.I briefly see someone start to drag Jace out of the kitchen and a small spark of hope ignites in me. Maybe, just maybe, I can make it through the rest of the night without completely falling apart. No, I refuse to even think that. So, I stomp that shit down. But then, the energy in the room shifts and a powerful growl cut through the noise. Everyone, including myself, freezes in fear."Don't look, don't look," I try to mentally kick myself back into gear, but fail miserably when I feel him standing behind me. Before I can even figure out what is happenin
I couldn't believe it. I had been holding onto this secret for so long, and now I was finally going to tell him. I thought it would be a huge relief, like a weight lifted off my shoulders. But little did I know.I look up at him, my eyes meeting his intense gaze. I see a hint of concern in his eyes, but he quickly masks it with a reassuring smile. I know he's trying to be strong for me, but I can see the guilt etched on his face."Look its really simple what's going on here. You." I point to him then at my pants. "Want to get here. Because you feel you have the right to it because of a bond that snapped into place in here." I point to me chest where I feel it humming. Fuck I don't remember it being this strong the last time.He looks really guilty now. Freaking good. "Thats not what... I" Seeing an alpha stumble over his words is great, takes everything in me not to laugh. Instead, I focus on fixing my apron."Yeah, well acting all Alpha a-hole caveman and literally throwing me over y
JaceMy beta was right. The situation was spiraling out of control, and I knew something had to be done. Bringing the other packs together was meant to be a step towards peace, but instead, it seemed to have only fueled the fire. My pack found itself in the eye of the storm, caught in the middle of a conflict that wasn't ours, as always. Alpha Jamie and Alpha Nick's rivalry had reached a breaking point, and their packs were ready to tear each other apart. I couldn't let that happen. Stepping forward, I raised my voice above the growing chaos."Enough!" The force of my command surprised even me, and the room fell silent. All eyes turned to me, and I knew this was my moment to make a stand. "We did not come here to continue this pointless feud. Our packs are stronger together, and we will not let petty differences divide us. We are here to build a bridge and find a solution to our problems."The tension was palpable, but I stood my ground. Slowly, I felt the shift in the room as my word