Months turn into years as Colter realizes that he likes the human college experience. He decides to stay, having lost all hope of finding his mate. He’s in his senior year, when he finally comes across his mate. Only to his surprise, she is the complete opposite of what he had hoped she would be. She’s Human This is a first for Colter. He has never heard of a wolf being mated to a human before. What does this make him? Weak? What should he do about it? Tell his father? Keep it a secret? Or…get rid of her? Losing her father was a blow that both Aurelia and her mother barely survived. While eventually Charlene starts to try and pick up the pieces of their life for the sake of her daughter, Aaurelia, Who was once full of life has sank into a deep depression that Caused her to Shrink away from life. Even deciding not to Continue college. When they moved, things didn't change much. Then she met Colter Sloan. She didn't understand the concept of their bond but she knew that it made her feel less alone. Unfortunately, she didn't have much time to enjoy it before Colter callously rejects her. Unable to cope Aurelia packs up and leaves, not just college but her mother as well to try and start over. It isn't until she learns of her mother's illness that Aurelia returns home after 3 years to care for her. But she's changed, and when she finally runs into a now-engaged Colter Sloan again, the Alpha sees it. Aurelia sparks Colter Sloan's desire in a way that he has never experienced before. The question is...can he prove to Aurelia that he is worth a second chance?
View More-Aurelia-The days crawled by, each tick of the clock a hammer-like blow to my gradually fraying nerves. Colter’s warning, though begrudgingly acknowledged, echoed in my head, a constant, and irritating reminder of his unwanted foresight. And…a tinge of concern.“At least he told me, I muttered under my breath, a tiny concession in the face of my simmering resentment.Mom, bless her, tried to soothe my anxiety, her voice a gentle balm against the coming storm raging within me.“Aurelia, sweetheart, you must project confidence. You are a Disperser, a very powerful wolf, and a strong young woman. A daughter of two extremely powerful lines. Show them who you are.” Her words, though comforting, did little to quell the gnawing fear that coiled in the pit of my gut.I spent hours pacing, rehearsing scenarios, preparing for the worst. After listening to the stories of hostility and judgment-the shunning of those that were abnormal within the Moors from mom, I wasn’t very confident that thi
-Colter-Ever since my heated conversation with Josephine, my mind was ill at ease. I’d kept some pack members checking patrolling around the territory-including the more human-populated areas.I had hoped that Josephine wouldn’t show up at Aurelia and her mother’s residence without telling me. But to be honest, I couldn’t be sure. “Any news?” I asked as Madison approached. She shook her head. “No, fortunately not. At least for now.”“Good,” I said. My next question was one of reluctance, but one that I needed to know nonetheless. I swallowed my pride and parted my lips to ask.“I haven’t seen her since I visited her last week, Colt,” she said. “And she hasn’t been using our territory to release her wolf.”She already knew what I wanted to know. I took a deep breath, silently hoping that she was okay.Then an odd sensation enveloped me. A sense of a familiar nearness. “Madison, did…did Aurelia say something about…about coming here?”Before she could answer, the loud and resonating s
-Aurelia-The air in the house felt thick, heavy with the unspoken. Josephine's words, "His line is not dead," echoed in my mind, a chilling pronouncement that sent shivers down my spine.I’d been out on a ride that day in an attempt to free my mind of the weariness I’d begun to feel as the days went by. “To have them both coming to our home on the same night. Seph, this can’t be good, can it?”I could hear my and feel my wolf’s weighted concern as she heavy sigh resonated from her in the back of my mind. That was all the response that I needed at this point.Once I hit a fork in the road, I turned around and took the drive back home. It was close to mom’s tea time.When I pulled up, I noticed a jeep in the yard. I pulled my helmet off and quickly headed to the vehicle. It was empty.“She must be in there already.” I knew who it was by the scent that surrounded the vehicle. I pressed forward to the house without as much concern as before and unlocked the door. “Ma?”“Yes, dear. In
-JOSEPHINE-He sat in his seat, staring at me. I was glad that we were the only two present in my father’s office. This was information of a sensitive nature after all. “I am so glad to see you have returned home once again, love,” he said to me. “Or at least I would be,” he then added.I tried to feign confusion at first. “You’re not happy to see me?” I asked him.He chuckled with only slight amusement before he said, “Oh, I am always happy to see you, Jose. You are, after all, the only daughter that I have-my only child, and the heir to my seat.”I offered a small, incomplete smile. The word heir seemed to carry a bitter taste in my mouth of late. I was sure that after the conversation that I was soon to have with him, he’d feel the same.“However,” my father finally continued, pulling me out of my reverie. “Twice in one week, five in the course of two,” he said adding up my visits in total from this week to the last. “Even you could understand the sudden concern. And the fact tha
-Colter-I sat in the darkness. As I heard the click of the lock echoing in the silent room, I knew that Josephine had finally returned from her midnight excursion.She closed the door behind her, and leaned against the solid wood, letting out a breath-one harsh and long. It was almost as if she hadn’t realized that she’d been holding it in this whole time.Something was clearly on her mind, I, at this point, couldn’t bring myself to care. I knew where she’d been. I could smell it on her.My visit to Aurelia’s house, seeing her mother as she was-it left me with a knot of unease in my stomach, a feeling I couldn’t quite place.“Where have you been?” I asked as soon as she turned from the door. Josephine didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she began to remove her jacket, her movements slow and deliberate. “Josephine!” I snapped. “Answer me!”She expelled a harsh sigh before saying, “The same place you’ve been, my love.” Her words were nonchalant, boarding on dismissive, as her eyes av
-Aure-The click of the lock echoed in the silent house as I closed the door behind Colter. Leaning against the solid wood, I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. Why did he have to be so… decent tonight? So respectful to my mother? It was so infuriating. Hating him was significantly easy for me after what he’d done. And letting him go was only made easier because of his betrayal as well.Sure, there was something lingering. Something that I couldn’t place or understand. I could only assume that every wolf who had to deal with the turmoil of rejection had to deal with such troubles.Then he had to go on and be…decent-respectful, not only to me but my mother as well. Didn't he realize the mess he was making, dragging us back into a world we'd fought so hard to escape? That I had been waiting for years to escape. And yet… that lingering glance, that question about how I was feeling…it was like a tiny ember refusing to be extinguished. A stupid, foolish ember that th
-Aure-I was standing on pins and needles as I stood there against the kitchen sink, watching Colter Sloan.“Uh, I’d offer you a drink but all I have is tea.”He took a step toward me. “I like tea.”“Ah,” I exhaled. “I-well, I…I guess I can make you a cup.” I turned toward the cupboard, and picked out a mug, then I put on the tea kettle. “Earl grey or Yorkshire black?” I asked him. He smiled. Why was he smiling? “What?” I eyed him curiously as I continued to wait for him to pick a tea.“Nothing,” he smiled. “Yorkshire,” he finally answered. “That you or your mother’s favorite blend?”Was he honestly trying to get to know me? The thought of it frustrated me.Where was this curiosity when we first met? I asked inwardly and with much frustration.“It would not hurt to answer him, Aure,” said Sephara. “It is only a question.” her words weren’t so much chastising as they were amused. She was right.“It, uh-it’s mine,” I finally answered.“Mine too.” There was a distant look on his face-
-Colter-Ever since the rejection, there’d been a miserable pinch in the pit of my stomach. This feeling was new to me, and in ways far more miserable than I could have imagined.“Hey baby,” the melodic voice of my chosen whispered in my ear as she lay next to me in bed.Normally, Jose would have been a welcome distraction to any one or one hundred things that had been on my mind. This time, however, I found Josephine’s presence…complicated.“Are you alright?” she whispered in my ear. “I can tell that you have a lot on your mind.”“I’m fine,” I lied, and I knew that she knew that I was lying.I felt the shift of her weight in bed as she pulled away from me and sat upright. “It’s her….isn’t it?” she asked. I glanced over my shoulder at Josephine, her flawless cinnamon features downcast with frustration. I couldn’t lie to her.“I don’t want to upset you, Jose,” I said. “So let’s not.”But she insisted. “I can’t believe…that she’s a daughter of the Moors-an actual,” she chuckled, sha
-AURE-Moor wolf? How did she know-Before the thought could finish forming, a jittering feeling began to form in the pit of my stomach and rise into my chest. An earthy scent began to follow.The look in my eyes as I stared at Josephine brought a seemingly knowing mirth to her features as she stared at me.“You sense it too.”“What do you mean?” I found myself asking.“The scent,” she said. “The connection between our bloodlines.” her head tilted to the side. “You’re a part of the Moor wolves.”I watched her closely, hardly sparing those surrounding us, a passing glance before returning all of my attention back on her.“I am.”“What?” I heard the murmurings surrounding she and I but…nothing else seemed to matter at the moment but this odd connection I suddenly felt towards her. Josephine approached me after I confirmed what she already seemed to know. “You’re not just any…any wolf of the Moors though…are you?” This was a question that I could not clearly answer. “I only know the c
-Aure-Central Washington University. This was the college that I was meant to go to. Was it the best college or worst? To be honest, I wasn’t sure. I didn’t care. Although the place looked positively expensive. Then again, what college or university didn’t?None of that mattered to me, truth be told. I no longer even wanted to attend any university. Not since dad. Nevertheless, this wasn’t just about what I wanted. It was about starting over. Me and mom.I was trying to be as agreeable as I possibly could. After all, I wasn’t the only one that was grieving. I wasn’t the only one who had to readjust to life. I just wanted to be agreeable. For mom. But….it wasn’t easy.My stomach churned with anxiety I got this nagging sense; a sense of something almost calling to me. I was feeling retraction and attraction to that building at the same time. Frustrating? the word didn’t cover how I was feeling.‘He’s here…’Now I was talking to myself, hallucinating random words. He’s here? What does th...
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