MITCH CHESTER DAYS WERE SHORT, and the sun set very quickly around these times up in the mountain. By 6 p.m., it was already dark, and everyone would start retreating into their houses for the evening. Mitch was alone in his office, about to go to the dining room for dinner when his cell phone rang. Frowning because it was a private number that was not accessible to the public, he checked the caller ID and saw that it was an unknown caller.He picked up the call and put it to his ear, "Mitch Chester," He said.The call was silent for a second and then the gruff voice that Mitch immediately recognized spoke. "Mitchell, my good old friend.""Damian Gray," Mitch sneered. "How lovely it is to hear from you."Damian Gray snorted and said, "You have changed. I was expecting to have heard the news that my man was dead as soon as he stepped into your pack.""I have grown," Mitch said."Grown weak perhaps," Damian muttered.Mitch smiled. He was used to this sort of prodding. It was usual for
ANNA"I HOPE YOU are excited about your birthday," My chosen mate, Alpha Rick said. He came up to me from behind and hugged me, nuzzling my neck fondly. I rubbed his arm and smiled. He was more excited for the birthday than I was and I am only going along with it because he seemed so happy about it. The moon goddess knows my real heart's desire. I wanted a child. Over the 3 years that I and Alpha Rick had chosen each other as mates, we had been trying for a child, but to no avail. It wasn't until last year that it was confirmed that my husband was infertile. He had a low sperm count. I still loved him, but I wanted to have my own children. I am Anna Kylin, daughter of the old Alpha of the Red Moon pack. After waiting for my fated mate, who did not come, my father pressured me to choose someone else. And so, I chose Alpha Rick of the Blood pack. He was handsome, gentle, and loving. And he was also yet to find his fated mate. So we had gotten married out of convenience because he al
ANNA I WAS STUNNED for a second, and then I laughed maniacally. "This was a joke, right?" My gaze flashed from Beth and to my husband. "Right?" It was Beth that answered in her annoyingly grating voice. "I am afraid not, sis." She twirled her long black hair with a finger and continued. "I knew something was different when I crossed the borders into our pack," she sighed. "And I assure you, it was a big surprise when I caught the scent of freshly mowed lawns," She took in a deep breath and moaned in ecstasy. Sometimes, the scent of your mate was often one you enjoyed very much. It could range from the smell of vanilla cupcakes, to dried-out earth or to even toothpaste. "You know how much I enjoy the smell of cut grass," she said. "So I followed the scent, and bumped into your husband... and the scent was coming from him." She winked at him and he looked away, blushing profusely. "What?" All these still sounded like a joke to my ears. "Rick, is this a joke? Like some kind of si
ANNAA SUDDEN LUMP formed in my throat and I struggled to breathe at the sight before me. It was like my mind was playing tricks on me. My husband turned abruptly and his face paled when he saw me. I turned swiftly and walked away, unable to keep on looking at the compromising position they were in. I thought Rick would immediately follow me, but I heard Beth's moan resume as soon as I was out of sight, meaning that he had continued pumping into her. I broke down and sobbed near a large oak tree, after a few minutes, I heard Rick come up behind me. He cleared his throat once and said, "Um... Anna...""You bastard," I cried. "You promised me.""Anna, you have to try to understand. The pull was too much, I could not resist it," he said in that annoying soft-spoken voice like he was innocent. Out of anger, I slapped him hard, "And you had to do it on my fucking birthday," I sobbed. I saw Beth come out from the cottage and walk towards us with a smug smile on her face. "You can't go a
ANNAONE THING THEY don't tell you about when you go rogue is the loneliness that comes with it. For the first time ever, I felt totally alone. No bonds of the pack, no mind link, no nothing. Just my battered self, my growing baby, and my wolf. She talked to me to help me maintain my sanity, but apart from that, the only living things I've seen were squirrels and rabbits. And I came across a slithering snake once. It has been 2 days since I left Rick and my sister, but their betrayal still burns in my chest anytime I think of it. "Take a deep breath, Anna," My wolf said. I obeyed. Anytime my mind wandered to the betrayal, I usually go into a mini panic attack. I plucked some fruits as I continued walking through the forest. I had been living on fruits and nuts for the past 2 days and drinking water from a stream that meanders through the forest. I stopped at the streambank to wash my face and arms before I continued my journey. I looked at my reflection and could barely recognize w
MITCH"THE DUNGEONS?" DRACO asked Mitch. "Really?"Mitch scoffed and walked away. "This is all a ploy. Do not be bought by her sweet act. It is all pretense, you of all people should know that."Draco was Mitch's Beta, even though Mitch always claimed not to need one. Being a Lycan, things were different for him. He did not need that societal presence that werewolves lived by."You don't know that she is pretending," Draco said, following Mitch. "She might be just as she seemed... Hurt and lost."Mitch laughed and walked to the bar. He poured himself a drink of whiskey and drained it. "You are welcome to sit this one out, okay? But I am going to make her talk until she says the truth."He walked out of the room. Mitch Chester brewed a hatred for every high-ranked wolf from many packs. Especially those that had played an active role in hunting his ancestors like dogs, making them retreat into the harsh mountains. Over the centuries, they had adapted and made the mountain pack a refuge
ANNATHERE WAS NO hope. I sat at the edge of my cell and cried pathetically. The tears streamed down my face. I started regretting my past choices."Don't regret it," my wolf, Ava, said to me. "You could not have survived with Alpha Rick."Wouldn't I? I sobbed. It was still better than being locked in a cold, dark cell with death in your future. Mitch had clearly told me that I was going to die, and I did not doubt him one bit. He was going to kill me. "And who says Alpha Rick wouldn't have killed you too?" Ava asked me.I rubbed my eyes and got to my feet. I walked to the front of the cell and held the steel bars. "Could I please get a blanket down here?" I asked one of the guards in a small voice. "It's terrible cold down here."It was like they were statues. They didn't move or give any indications that I had just spoken to them. I rubbed my belly, worrying about the baby forming in my womb. I should not be exposed to extreme conditions like this. Doctor Alan had told me to avoid
MITCH"WHAT EXACTLY IS going on? What are you doing?" Draco snarled at Mitch. "It has been exactly one week and you still haven't done anything about the girl in the dungeons." He paced the room in agitation.Mitch relaxed on the couch, reading through some leaflets of paper. "Can you believe that the prices of these things are going up? We got a shitload of diesel two weeks ago and this week it's almost tripled the price... and even little things like books for the school too." He asked absent-mindedly tossing the paper away and watching them float to the floor. "Sometimes I even bother why we do any business with the human community. We are superior to them. We should rule them by force.""Are you even listening to me?" Draco sighed in exasperation. "As I am superior to you," Mitch's voice grew harder as he spoke. "Both in species and in rank. I am not some miserly werewolf like the rest of you. You should watch how to talk to me."Draco froze and turned to look at Mitch. They remai