BrandonMy wolf refused to speak to me ever since I rejected Elena. I also didn't wish to reject her but seeing her firm determination, I had to grant her desire at that moment. Nonetheless, rejected or not, I don't need any useless mate bond to completely own her as mine. Elena is mine and that's the final! Waking up, I felt all sore and stiffened and knowing fully the only thing that could revive me at the moment is excessive exercise, I headed up to the School morning training. Just so you know, I rarely train with other students; I'm the Future Alpha King, after all. However, today, I felt the urge to join them as that could also be a challenge to practice myself to the point of tiredness.I had about 60 laps in a row, sparred with some young wolves but none seemed to make me regain my stiffened body. And now, doing arm pressing up together with the other Packs Heir just as I am. While at it, many quit due to fatigue while I kept going, sweats dripping from each nook of my skin.
BrandonSlowing down his pace, Ryan walked to the end of a big green shrub, sniffing the leaves and the floor to sense anything that could get us across to Elena.‘You can use whatever it is, my Alpha instinct or whatever. Just make sure to find her!” I growled.Ryan groaned and roared, his anguish echoing in the big forest of trees, cliffs, and mountains. He's angry at my foolish action and I can also sense it. But was it my fault?Is he not also to be blamed for his strong sexual hormones that always want me to mate with any she-wolves whenever I smell their pheromones. And the worst case for an Alpha like I am is that I could smell every she-wolf pheromone and their heat period, and it is always irresistible to ignore the aromatic, beautiful fragrance screeching into my nostrils.In that particular moment, Ryan and I would want nothing more than to mate with them, and thankfully, no she-wolf, both in my pack house and the school, have never said ‘no’ to my sexual needs except Elena
Logan“My Alpha, Doctor Alicia, has sent a message through one of the patrol wolves to inform she's on her way,” my Gamma, Max, said, his head slightly bowed from looking into my eyes with his hands tucked behind his waist.“Not again” I rolled my eyes. I hate to have the presence of anything medicinal around me, it riles me to the extent of wanting to puke.Unfortunately, it's a fragrance I've got to smell every damn weekend. To know Alicia is not going to take it easy if I refuse, be it Alpha King or not is another rile to my belly. Whenever it's about medicine, she's the ultimate authority, I surrender.“Should I send a message for her to turn back?” he leaned forward, hoping for the next instruction. “Then get ready to end up in her bad book” I chuckled.I know quite well what happens to whoever gets into Alicia's bad book. Just pray not to get hurt to the extent of needing extensive medical care, or else you're already gone while bleeding. She's not gonna flinch neither will her
Logan“Let her in” I reluctantly mumbled under my breath. Willingly or not, she is already here so there's no turning back.As the door swung open, the scent of the forest herbs breezed into the council hall, filling my nostrils. Just then, Alicia walked in, and right behind her were the pack med-house training doctors of about five in numbers, and two were carrying the herbs box. I couldn't even count their exact number as I rolled my eyes at the horrible smell riling my belly. “My Alpha” Alicia bowed at the entrance before advancing further into the room. The strong stench of the herbs occupied the room more than earlier.She stopped in front of Max, nodding her head slightly as an act of acknowledging his presence while Max grinned widely in response to her gesture that's probably the warmest to his heart.I huffed at the look on his face, that looks like those of a happy he-wolf that finally got mated. What a weakling Gamma I've got.Shifting her gaze away from Max, Alicia's pier
Brandon“Elena!”“Elena!”“Elena, please open your eyes!”I yelled, hoping Elena would regain her consciousness at the sound of her name, but unfortunately, she didn't respond nor open her eyes; she was just stiffened with hot sweats streaming down from her forehead and her armpits while I curled her in my arm, running through the woods.Despite the intensity of her hot temperature, I curled her on my bare chest, bolting through the woods where I sighted the roof of the packhouse ahead. The heatness of her body pricked my skin in pain but nonetheless, I must save her. I must save Elena or I won't be able to forgive myself.Ryan's word continuously rings in my ear that I'm to be blamed if anything were to happen to her. My heart tightened at the thought of her harming herself due to the rejection, due to me betraying her feelings. She must have been so hurt and angry. I'm sure she is because her eyes and her voice speak it all when she yelled at me to reject her and when she accepted m
BrandonMy face dazzled with astonishment. Elena has a wolf? That's absolutely a joke that even a little pup would ridiculously laugh at. Even a late bloomer normally shifts at the age of sixteen while the destined age for a werewolf shifting is between 10-14 after their first transformation from birth which Elena didn't have a partake in, at any of those ages. And part of the rumors we heard from the student members of New Moon Pack attending the school was that Elena didn't even had her birth transformation. I know it's, after all, a rumor, and not all rumors are always the truth. However, this could be. Because Elena showed the traits of every of the rumors being true. So, there's no way she would have been with a wolf.I found it so reluctant to say that the same mate I've proudly called the attention of my busy aunt for can't shape-shift. “I'm sorry to say this but she doesn't have a wolf.”My throat went dried the moment the word left my mouth. Knowing fully, it's nothing but a
BrandonIgnoring my aunt's persistent questions to know how far we've taken our mate's relationship– if we've had our first mating or I’ve left a mark on her, which pack she is from… Each of her questions dipped cold into my spine with the anxiety of the rejection news spreading across the packhouse. Will I be able to keep it for as long as I wish to? I never wished for Elena to be the talk and face of ridicule.By then, Elena's body was already cooling down a bit and Doctor Alicia had gone out to get some tools to prepare her herbs without further questioning me about her.“We’ll see to it when she wakes up” was all she said before heading out of the room. And now it's just me and Elena left in the humid room that smells of cinnamon and musk. I strode over to where she was lying. Kneeling beside her on one knee, I slowly brushed the fluffy hairs away from her face, watching in admiration of her exceptional beauty– which means nothing to an Alpha. What I need isn't a beautiful mate b
Brandon “Bad bitch” I smirk before grabbing the doctor's wrist, making the grinded herbs on the small tray spill from her hands.“Alpha Brandon, those herbs are for your mate.” Her eyes widened at my action, which I care less about.“No, what you're about to do is the real herb to wake her brain up” She gasped softly but quickly kept her gaze straight when I glared at her with the edge of my eyes, dragging her along to the room where Elena was lying.What I'm about to do is the real smack to wake her fuck brain up and thrust into her head to stop being a burden to me and Doctor Alicia and everyone else that has something better to do than watch over her worthless self. Didn't she hurt herself after seeing me fuck her friend? Then, I wonder what she'd do if she woke up and saw a pretty doctor gagging with my cock stuffed inside her throat?“But, that's the room where your mate is recovering” the doctor gasped when we stopped in front of the door.“So?” I grunted, glaring at her.“I m
Elena “Were you hurt anywhere?” Brandon asked, his stern gaze rolling over my body, almost piercing a hole on my skin. I hesitated for a bit before I finally found my word. “Nothing serious enough for you to worry about,” I said, disbelief lingering over my face as I stared at him blankly.Did Brandon just ask if I was hurt? I mean, I wasn't hallucinating in any way; he actually did ask after my welfare. But why?!I believe we had no strings attached anymore, so why would he ask if I'm hurt? I guess perhaps he was disappointed I haven't been ripped apart by the rogues. “I wasn't worried, Elena. I just hate to see you in pain” Brandon sniffed, his voice croaky but yet had the hint of its hoarseness. I could sense he was probably holding himself back from yelling. “Really?” I scoffed, before turning back to leave. However, I guess leaving at my will wasn't going to be my decision– when the two guards suddenly grabbed my arms.Wasn't his sexy mistress thinking about that before she p
Elena The grasp of his palm tightened on my jaw as Elder Gerald leaned forward… leaving barely an inch between our faces while raising my head to look into his eyes. “When the rogues saw my eyes!” I croaked out, shutting my eyes closed from his boring dark brown balls that held a lot of strong authority in them.… His eyes were a lot stronger than how firmly Brandon's had even tightened my heart. Slowly, the cold grip left my jaw and his hot nostrils breeze sizzled from a distance. “Your eyes?” After sensing he must have leaned backward, I flickered my eyes open.“The rogue said so. I also had no idea what they were talking about,” I lied, my voice steeled and assertive, unlike before. “Perhaps if you could tell me whatever is strange in my eyes”“Beautiful silver balls,” he smiled faintly. “That’s all I could see”. My forehead twitched at how firm and believable the lie sounded– even to the country's ultimate Elder.Elder Gerald strode backward before he turned to walk back to t
Elena My eyes widened in surprise, and a mixed feeling of shock and confusion tightly gripped my heart when Elder Gerald spoke up for me– or perhaps it's only right he does so?... However, the look in his eyes wasn’t glinting those of an Elder filial responsibility to put a stop to the scene revolving right before him. It was clearly of great anger– the agitated balls in his eyes tell it all.“Enough of this barbaric behavior!” Elder Gerald added in his hoarse voice, then shifted his gaze away after a long, blank stare into my eyes. I immediately tilted my eyes down when he rose up from his seat, snapping back into my senses.“Do not take offense, Elder Gerald.” Four out of the elders including Elder Titus, whom I presume to be a lot lower in rank, apologized in unison.I huffed under my breath, seeing how silent every one of them instantly chimed when a far superior authority shoveled their spiteful accusations down their throat. Elder Gerald nodded softly in response to their apol
ElenaThe man clothed in a white robe entered further into the hall with few entourages behind him… and silence engulfed the place with only the chirping of birds echoing from the nearest trees before flying into the woods.Everyone in the room rose on their feet and bowed their heads in respect, with only an exception– being me who was oblivious of the identity of the domineering authority who just clouded over the room with his respectful aura. “I see you've scared the little wolf down to her panties,” the man smiled before walking over to where the other elders were standing. All the elders waited as the man took his seat in the middle on the largest chair while I warily stared at him from the beneath of my darting eyes. "You may have your seats," he ordered and everyone in the room lifted their gaze from their bowed heads before respectively taking their seats.A horrible sinking feeling snapped through my intestines and my veins shuddered underneath my flesh… at the thought of
Logan “I’ll get back to you all after giving it some thought.” I sighed and immediately rose from my seat. “My–” “No one will raise the word… ‘Luna reinstatement’ before my face again until I inform you all about my decision” Elder Gerald stepped out further to say a word but I cut him short before he'd persist against my resolution. He hesitated for a little bit but then stepped back into the elder's line after Thane growled at his wolf An Alpha pair?... Thinking about it alone sends shivers down my spine. The thought of having a Luna… a capable she-wolf who would be appointed as the other part of me sounds so good to the pack members but never to me. Such a she-wolf who possesses an Alpha pair female qualifications has always been found for centuries. Just how who are the elders thinking would perfectly fit in all the qualifications. “Alpha King!!!” An omega ran into the council room, panting heavily but then suddenly stumbled onto the ground. Everyone, including
LoganI entered the packhouse council room, my loosened gold-designed black robe flowing behind me. The wolves parted as I made my way through their midst, their eyes keen on each of my grating steps into the room. The room was tense, with only echoing sounds from my footsteps, breaking the ominous silence. The notable wolves stood at the front line according to the pack status… their stands commanding respect while the crew stood behind the elders with their heads bowed. The council room gleamed with golden chairs, each reserved for the prominent members present in the room, and the floor was tiled with a huge black carpet laid in the middle of the room from the entrance.The twelve eldest elders of Blood Moon stood at the front line by the left side, while my Gamma and his subordinates stood at the second line. The omegas were at the doorstep, staying guard with their heads bowed with few others, I barely recognized their status— Thinking about every werewolf that lives or works i
Elena My heart thumped heavily, and my breath sizzled when a nurse announced, disrupting the solemn conversation between Alicia and me. “The escort is here for her, ma'am.”A chill ran down my spine and I exchanged a terrified glance with Alicia. Her eyes were wide, and her face had paled a little bit.“No, no, no,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I backed away from Alicia. “I’m not ready to meet them anymore. Please”But Alicia was quick to grab my arm to save me from slipping, her grip tightened on my wrist. “Don't struggle, dear. Think of your wound” she whispered softly. “It'll only make things worse.” Her eyes… voice… face were comforting and assuring that everything would be fine. But internally, I knew nothing was ever going to be fine after meeting with the feared authoritative elders.I couldn't help it as panic had settled inside my belly, and my mind was racing with horrific thoughts. What did the school elders want from me? Why did they need to summon me so urgently t
Elena “You have nothing to live for?” Alicia's angry voice echoed through the room. “You wanted to die? Without thinking about him?”“I actually thought you were one sweet little girl, but I guess I was wrong.” She rolled her eyes, tilting her long silver hair backward after a brief ruffle.I gasped in shock, staring into space as Alicia angrily slammed cruel words at me– I wandered in confusion as each of her words hit me so painfully… and my heart sank into my belly at the sudden furious countenance of the woman I thought to be kind and different. Just then, the big book made a loud thud on the nearest table beside the bed and I looked up into her eyes.She briefly glanced at me with reddened eyeballs before she turned to leave the place but my voice immediately made her stop on her track. “Who?” I said, forcing the word out of my croaky voice.I had no idea what Alicia was talking about. Who should I think of before ending the little miserable life the Moon Goddess had bestowed o
Elena “Young lady!”“Open your eyes… little one!”I woke up to the feeling of someone lightly shaking my body. I wanted to protest against the touch and refuse to open my eyes, but the shaking was insistent, and slowly started to turn aggressive.“Elena?” a voice called. It was so warm, sounding worried and heartfelt. Then, I managed to open my eyes a bit, fighting against the bright artificial light that assaulted my vision the moment it flipped open. But after several seconds of adjusting, I managed to make out the face of a woman probably in her late thirties, clothed in the pack med-house uniform— She's a doctor… her dress tells it all.“Elena?” she called again.“I’m alive...?” I mumbled, barely above my breath with my dried sore throat.The woman quickly brought some water in a big mug to my lips and I began to sip on it, enjoying the refreshing feeling that came with it as it revived my dried soul.“How are you feeling?” she asked as she began to look over my body.Just then,