Logan I noticed Brandon's hesitation for a while, his mind obviously running wild with different thoughts– judging from the furrowed countenance on his face… before he finally spoke up. “Do you think the girl would survive it?” He asked, his voice croaked while he repeatedly smoothed the edge of his lips with his right palm. “Well, the pack's prison isn't as easy as killing a rogue,” I replied in sarcasm. Even if the little one had killed a rogue, considering her deviant circumstances, the pack prison might not have been as easy as anyone would have thought. Subsequently, Brandon mumbled a soft word which I clearly heard through the silence of the air. “I bet she won't survive it” His words suddenly fueled my curiosity thus making me ask the inevitable question. “Is she one of your acquaintances?” “No!” Brandon snapped almost immediately, his eyes bulging widely through the dark. “She'd never be” “I see” I breathed out. I had initially thought he was the type to worry about
Elena I guess I was Crystal's pawn all along. Whereas what we werewolves have been taught was that we must be the ones to have authority over our wolf and not otherwise. While fulfilling this hectic task, is also another utmost way of quenching the aggressive thirst of some wolves who wish to run wild and ultimately berserk away from their fellow kind. Thus causing harm to the society as a whole.We were also taught that curtailing our wolf motives with the action of taking over their mind would further be of great importance to the pack and ourselves. But too bad, none was able to be used against Crystal.…She’s always faster and quicker to make decisions than I am. And frantically, never for once have I infiltrated into her mind as it was always well guarded like a metal gate. And now, once again since she has appeared… I was left alone to handle yet another messy situation all by myself. Darn Crystal!Suddenly, everyone, including me, turned to look at the humid presence strid
“Hey Elena! Here you are,” Chris said, approaching me with a glass of wine in his hand, which I simply retorted with a wide smile beaming radiantly as the lights flickered around the hall.Today is my coming of age day - my eighteenth year old birthday that also matches with the crescent moon night. How blessed I am! And this same night, I’ll get to be marked by Brandon Thorne, the future Alpha King of Blood Moon pack and also the most gorgeous male wolf in the whole of Moon College- my mate and also my childhood crush. “Here darling, have some drink to celebrate your eighteenth year on soil,” Chris smiled, pushing the glass filled with a mixed cocktail drink into my hands. “Oh no, Chris. You know pretty well that I don't drink” I mumbled, pushing the glass aside. “You’re sure?” He drew the glass nearer, almost taking it up to his mouth. “You sure you're not going to regret not taking this?” He insisted, raising his eyebrow at me.“No thanks, you can have the drink,” I replied, til
“Brandon?”“How could you—?” my heart tightened as I struggled to get the words out of my throat.Is this real or am I dreaming?However, The reality of the scene hit me like a slap across my cheeks. “What the hell is going on here Brandon?! How could you do this to me on our night!Immediately I thundered, Brandon jerked up from the lady, giving a clearer space for me to see the bag of shit he was cheating on me with. “Oh my goodness!” My shoulder dropped the moment my eyes met with the smiling face of the lady. “Sabrina?”“Oh, no!” I clasped my hair, squeezing it with a tightened fist. How could they do this to me? Even if men choose to be who they are—making Brandon cheat on me. Still, it shouldn’t be with who’s on the bed. Sabrina, my closest friend, a friend I __ a sister. Oh no!“Elena?” Brandon strides up from the bed. His voice filled with surprise, his eyeball almost popping out of its socket.I dropped my eyes at my feet, irritated to look at the nakedness of the bastard I
“Please mate with me” I whispered. My heart skipped at the thought of what his response would be. What if he says no? What if he reports me to the school elders? Ohh Gosh! That would be so embarrassing.I bit my lower lip, almost regretting those words that slipped out of my mouth in a tone filled with earnest desire. But despite the fear his almond-shaped green eyes invoked, twining the sense of wrong and panic through my spine, I glanced into his eyes, searching for an emotion or perhaps a physical body response, but no, there were none. His eyes were frozen like a cold ice emitting chill. I was wrong, I shouldn’t have said so. I’m sure the man before me would probably has a mate of his, or even married. Remember he said earlier that he was looking for his son. He must be angry at me for downgrading him to sleep with an eighteen-year-old girl. In a crisp blue shirt that hung on his muscled chest and a black trouser belted firmly on his shaped waist. He was so close to looming ove
Tap!”Tap!”Tap!” We both jerked back, staring at the door when we heard a sudden soft knock. I squirted, twirling the torn piece of my gown around my naked body before hurriedly advancing to the neatly dressed bed to cover myself from whoever was coming in. Though, I wasn’t pleased about someone finding us in this state. “Coming,” the man said with gritted teeth; his red face showed he was angry at the sudden disruption. I watched him as he pulled his pants up, followed by his trousers before heading to get the door. All this while, I felt satisfied and, at the same time, a bit emptied. The thirst and desire for sex, heat, as we called it, was already gone and all I could feel was the burning pain in between my legs, probably because it was my first. I wonder if he noticed?I took a deep breath when I sensed the door creek opened. I heard a deep voice that looked like that of an older man, “We need you on the podium, A—” the voice announced, but was abruptly cut off by the man’s
“What fucking right do you have to barge into my life at this moment, after all these years!” I scowled, holding back the tears that threatened to make me look weak.But no! I won't give in to any more tears and never will I look miserable in front of anyone anymore, not even to this white flawless wolf staring at me while she breathes faintly. So faintly that her eyes were so dimmed. Her eyes looked just like mine– weak and hopeless.“At least allow me to do some introduction first” she mumbled, sadness evident in her voice.Nevertheless, sad or not. I'm never giving room to anyone in my heart again. Be it a wolf, love, or anything else. Gone be it! I'm tired of being miserable, trampled on over and over again only for others to mock.“And why should I? Introduction my foot!” I spat.“You can't deny me, Elena” she said.I scoffed, laughter clouding over my belly despite the sorrow in me. “Who do you think you are?” Just because she's some wolf granted to me by the Moon Goddess doesn
Logan‘I will make it your while, little wolf’. That's what I said to the little pretty girl I met across the hallway when she asked me to mate with her.At that moment, as if the heat electrifying her body got transferred to mine. I couldn't bring myself to say no to such a delicious offer that made me melt down to my trousers. Even Thane, my wolf groaned in great excitement when my eyes met with those two pretty eyes that so much begged to be relieved of her pain.The unrelenting music thundered through the hall, mixed with repeated echoes of claps and shouting from various corners of the hall. Different shouts screamed from the joyful wolves celebrating the Crescent Moon Night— the get-together of all werewolves' celebration before the annual Blood Moon. The night when all werewolves get to celebrate and enjoy a ritual feast without being looked down on, regardless of their status. All packs Alphas, Betas, Lunas and Omegas celebrate the exception of today all together in love and
Elena I guess I was Crystal's pawn all along. Whereas what we werewolves have been taught was that we must be the ones to have authority over our wolf and not otherwise. While fulfilling this hectic task, is also another utmost way of quenching the aggressive thirst of some wolves who wish to run wild and ultimately berserk away from their fellow kind. Thus causing harm to the society as a whole.We were also taught that curtailing our wolf motives with the action of taking over their mind would further be of great importance to the pack and ourselves. But too bad, none was able to be used against Crystal.…She’s always faster and quicker to make decisions than I am. And frantically, never for once have I infiltrated into her mind as it was always well guarded like a metal gate. And now, once again since she has appeared… I was left alone to handle yet another messy situation all by myself. Darn Crystal!Suddenly, everyone, including me, turned to look at the humid presence strid
Logan I noticed Brandon's hesitation for a while, his mind obviously running wild with different thoughts– judging from the furrowed countenance on his face… before he finally spoke up. “Do you think the girl would survive it?” He asked, his voice croaked while he repeatedly smoothed the edge of his lips with his right palm. “Well, the pack's prison isn't as easy as killing a rogue,” I replied in sarcasm. Even if the little one had killed a rogue, considering her deviant circumstances, the pack prison might not have been as easy as anyone would have thought. Subsequently, Brandon mumbled a soft word which I clearly heard through the silence of the air. “I bet she won't survive it” His words suddenly fueled my curiosity thus making me ask the inevitable question. “Is she one of your acquaintances?” “No!” Brandon snapped almost immediately, his eyes bulging widely through the dark. “She'd never be” “I see” I breathed out. I had initially thought he was the type to worry about
Logan“Who's over there?” I called out after sensing the sweet scent of a she-wolf honey-smelling pheromones and a familiar masculine sweat screeching into the air from where I stood while admiring the beautiful scenery of the pack’s garden.The strong odor mixed with the aromatic fragrance of the different planted flowers. However, one thing was cleared, judging by my Alpha instinct— something was off.…That was certainly Brandon's scent. But the she-wolf fragrance belongs to whom?Could that be his mate?Moreover, I haven't even set my eyes on his mate ever since he informed the council that he had found his missing rib— neither have he introduced the she-wolf who would rule along with him to me or the pack. Sensing I couldn't stay still and ignore the ominous feeling and silence that followed, I walked away from where I stood, following the stench of the sweat and the she-wolf pheromones sizzling into the breezy air. “Father?” A voice called, making me stop on my track the moment
Elena ‘Why is asking him what's bulging your mind absurd?’ Crystal howled, the profound confidence inside her twirling a sharp pain of pain into my heart.Wait. Does that mean I could relate with her emotions?My mind sprinted along with her words and I could feel my panic rising in that quick moment. ‘But, he's cruel,’ I said, making Crystal sigh deeply— a heavy thud sank into her mind as a result of her thoughts and then smeared with mine. ‘He’s also dark and determined to see me suffer for being unable to shift’ ‘All thanks to you’ I added, a hint of my anger directed at her. Once again, Crystal sighed. Her frustration smeared with me– making me even weaker to stand on my feet.“So, would you like to say what you saw inside my eyes after staring into it for what seemed like years?!” Just then, the hoarse voice of the grumpy warrior resonated deep inside my ears, prompting me to flinch.I shook my head, my eyes widening at the huge misunderstanding that seemed to have brought ab
Logan “Who's over there?” I called out after sensing the sweet scent of a she-wolf honey-smelling pheromones and a familiar masculine sweat screeching into the air from where I stood while admiring the beautiful scenery of the pack’s garden. The strong odor mixed with the aromatic fragrance of the different planted flowers. However, one thing was cleared, judging by my Alpha instinct— something was off. …That was certainly Brandon's scent. But the she-wolf fragrance belongs to whom? Could that be his mate? Moreover, I haven't even set my eyes on his mate ever since he informed the council that he had found his missing rib— neither have he introduced the she-wolf who would rule along with him to me or the pack. Sensing I couldn't stay still and ignore the ominous feeling and silence that followed, I walked away from where I stood, following the stench of the sweat and the she-wolf pheromones sizzling into the breezy air. “Father?” A voice called, making me stop on my tra
Elena ‘Why is asking him what's bulging your mind absurd?’ Crystal howled, the profound confidence inside her twirling a sharp pain of pain into my heart. Wait. Does that mean I could relate with her emotions? My mind sprinted along with her words and I could feel my panic rising in that quick moment. ‘But, he's cruel,’ I said, making Crystal sigh deeply— a heavy thud sank into her mind as a result of her thoughts and then smeared with mine. ‘He’s also dark and determined to see me suffer for being unable to shift’ ‘All thanks to you’ I added, a hint of my anger directed at her. Once again, Crystal sighed. Her frustration smeared with me– making me even weaker to stand on my feet. “So, would you like to say what you saw inside my eyes after staring into it for what seemed like years?!” Just then, the hoarse voice of the grumpy warrior resonated deep inside my ears, prompting me to flinch. I shook my head, my eyes widening at the huge misunderstanding that seemed to
Elena Entering into the famous Blood Moon pack prison. Wolf Country hell. The warriors, including myself— who were dragged in, took an intercept into a left corner shortly after we went a bit further behind the magnificent gate, which was shut immediately after we entered. In a flash, my eyes glanced around the prison's yard— built with a mixture of metal, iron, and stones, making it look so rusty and old like no renovation had been made for quite a long while. Then, I also noticed how desolate the vicinity was, with only a few warriors dressed in their armor patrolling in company. Meanwhile, I had expected prison to be overly crowded with hoarse voices of prisoners who wish to be free from agony… pain… and torture amidst others. However, it was so silent that even the gate warriors' murmurs could easily be heard. “Hey, open up!” The one-eyed General yelled out to no one in particular shortly after we emerged out of the left corner. Immediately, a rusty tunnel gateway was
Brandon “I can't, Alpha Brandon” the girl declared, her voice dripping with uprightness. My eyes widened in shock as her blunt words snapped at my Alpha authority. I huffed at the fake innocence lingering over her face as she struggled to step back away from me. But too bad for her, my left hand had already grabbed her butt cheek– softly fondling the succulent flesh to my satisfaction. While my other hand held her wrist tightly on my chest. “Why can't we?” I simply asked. Although, I knew I was never letting go of a delicate prey that'd quench my urge… whatever her excuse might be. “I have a mate” she mumbled, her voice low and cautious. “You know very well that no other man is allowed to touch a she-wolf after she has found her mate” “I dare not defy the mating rule” she added, her eyes flickering away from looking into mine. “Not with an Alpha heir” I rolled my eyes internally at her utterance that seemed to be lecturing me on what I clearly knew about. “So?” I smi
Brandon “We’ve successfully handed her over to the prison warriors.” “Serves her right!” Isabel smirked on hearing the report from the guards who were told to escort Elena. I felt a surge of anger flare up inside me, seeing how happy Isabel was, but I knew I couldn't take it out on her. Not now, at least. With a snarl, I turned and stormed out of the room, leaving Elena and the guards behind. But I knew this wasn't over. Deep inside my mind, my wolf, my inner spirit, and others…. Something doesn't sit quite comfortably that Elena is now out of my reach. ~~~~~~ I forced myself to take a deep, steady breath— trying as hard as possible to focus on the paperwork I had to turn in before the end of the day. However, my mind couldn't be fixated in a place as I imagined how comfortable my weak mutt would be, where she was. I had never intended to keep her out of my reach. At least not into that far-dried region. “Alpha Prince?” I heard my duty teacher voice, Lucas snapped me out of