The day seemed to go down hill from the moment that Colt blew me off. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something big was going to happen soon, and that it probably wasn’t going to be good. Not for me anyway. Following the last class, I found myself wandering around the college campus, my mind afloat with frustrations and confusion concerning this thing with Colter Sloan.My phone rang, and I immediately knew that it was my mother checking in on me again. There wasn’t much to talk about on the phone. Her conversation consisted entirely of how I’d been taking care of myself. She was a worry wart, my mother. I loved her for it, but truth be told, I just didn’t have it in me to talk right now.Politely, I decided to end the conversation early.“Okay, mom, I gotta go, but I’ll talk to you later. I love you too.” We exchanged, and then I headed to my dorm.“Hey Aure!” Madison greeted me from her desk as I came into our shared dorm.“Hey, Mads.” Unfortunately, I couldn’t return Mad’s gre
-Colter-The tension between Aurelia and I was palpable, thick in the air like a fog. Josephine's arrival had thrown everything into even more disarray than what was already evident before. Had I known that Madison would pull a stunt, inviting Aurelia, I would have never done the same with Josephine.“Hello, everyone.” Josephine greeted everyone in a sing-song voice that made me swoon almost every single time. I was forced to restrain myself at this moment, however.“Jose,” I said with a small smile. “I’m glad you made it here safely.”“So am I,” Josephine replied. “Though it is hard not to arrive anywhere safely with the detail that I have.” she attempted at a joke but everyone was too tense to chuckle.I forced one out, ignoring the curious glare of my best friend. I also noticed something else. Josephine’s gaze was set one on one particular individual at the table, and it was not me.Her eyes had been on Aurelia almost since her arrival at the table. There was almost a spark of rec
-Colter-The meeting ran long and frustration set in as this constant waiting only allowed for further anxiety to set in. What was she going to say about the situation I’d found myself in? Would he consider me irresponsible? Probably.Not like I handled that situation at the bar that night the greatest. “Hey, kid,” I looked up, Kenneth standing there at the door of my father’s office, his officers, and more prominent pack members lining out.“The old man’s ready for you.” I stood up from where I sat, nervously scratching my nose. “Are you coming in?” I asked.I tried to seem nonchalant about it, but my uncle knew me well enough to know that I was not nonchalant at all. That I had hoped deep down that he’d go in with me. I was not looking forward to this conversation. It was also quite clear that dad probably knew just as much as Kenneth did.“I think this conversation is better suited to be between you and your father, nephew. But I won’t be far away if you need me.” He then tur
-Aure-Following that horrific night at the bar, things in my stomach couldn’t settle. I wasn’t sure if it was simple anxiety, stress, or that I just never fully recovered from that mysterious bout of illness that I had suffered through a few nights prior.It didn’t matter one way or another. The only thing that did matter was the humiliation that hovered over me like a dark cloud that night at the bar with Madi, Colter Sloan and his mysterious, beautiful, and insufferably condescending girlfriend. I wasn’t aware of most of what the girl was talking about which only served to make me feel even more inadequate than I had already felt being there.Madison and Colter seemed like laid back people, people that you’d naturally want to get to know and that were cool. Madison certainly didn’t look down on others, or at least that’s not the feeling that I got from her. To be honest, Colt didn’t either.Still, the two presented an aura about them that was naturally intimidating. It was clear
-Colter-Three Years Later….Sex.The one thing that we were never lacking in, and the one thing that we seemed unable to get enough of.I laid there in bed, next to my Josephine, her face emitting the dewey glow one would have after three hours of rough passion. The corner of her light eyes wrinkled with satisfaction as she laid there across from me, staring.“You never disappoint, alpha.” she grinned.I smiled. “If I did, I’d never hear the end of it,” I teased. And then turned on my side, back facing her as I started to drift off.“Wait, baby,” she said with her subtle Moors accent. “I want to talk a little more.” I knew what she wanted to talk about and to be honest, I wasn’t in the mood too.“And I’m listening, sweetheart.”“Okay, well,” she took a deep breath and then asked. “How are you feeling? About the ceremony?”I rolled my eyes. “Fine, Jose, but I’ve told you this.”“Have you gotten a speech ready? This…this is a big deal, Colter. You don’t want to embarrass anyone.”“The
-Aurelia-Was that him? Was…was it really him?I had no time to convince myself that I was seeing things before that persistent voice popped up in my head.“You know that it was, Lia,” the throaty guttural feminine voice whispered in my mind, an alter ego of myself. And she most certainly was an ego all her own.“Be as snide as you’d like, love, but the facts remain.”“Yes, thank you, Sephara!” I hissed, through the loud whistling of the wind as I cycled through the highway to get home. It was a good thing that I was on my motorcycle and winding down the road at a fierce speed. There was no one around to hear me talking to myself. My other half stopped talking for the rest of the ride. I was glad for that, thinking that she’d have dropped it.“You have to deal with this eventually.”Then she picked it up again. With a sigh, I removed my helmet, and headed to the house. “I don’t, Seph. I don’t have to deal with it at all. I was rejected, remember?” I cut her off and headed into the h
-Colter-I couldn’t get her out of my mind. Her face…those eyes. I had to find her. I had to find out if it was really her. “We both know that it was. There was no mistaking that scent.”“I shouldn’t be still…her scent shouldn’t still be so…noticeable though…right? I rejected her. I…I shouldn’t…I shouldn’t still feel her like this…right? I did the rejection right…right?” “You did…we have never had to reject someone before, so to go by the book I can only assume that we have taken the right process in rejecting her.”I knew that it frustrated my wolf to even have this conversation about Aurelia, but ultimately it needed to be had. Still Maxim’s clear hesitation brought another thought to mind. One that I was curious to explore.“Hey, honey.”Josephine’s melodic voice broke through my concentration. I quickly tried to cover up my frustrations and concerns with a small smile.“Hi, Jose,”She wrapped her arms around my neck. “So, how are we feeling? The big day is three days away, now an
-Aurelia-“Au-Aurelia?!” Madison’s voice was good to hear, even despite how loud she was. I looked around nervously. I didn’t want anyone walking up on two half naked young women standing in the forest. Where it was clear that I was nervous, Madison seemed not to have a care in the world. “Aurelia, I…I can’t believe this!” Madison rushed toward me, an ecstatic look in her eyes. Nevermind the fact that we both were bare in the moonlight. She wrapped her arms around me. “I’m so glad to see you again!” “Ha, thanks!” I chuckled. “It’s-I’m glad to see you too.” Madison pulled away from her. “What are you doing here?” she asked, as she steadily began to put on the remainder of her clothes. “I…well, I came back home for my…” It was hard to even mention her mom around others. “For?” Madison pressed, but not in an intolerable sort of way. She was curious as I remembered her to be. “My mom,” I finally replied. “Oh! Ms. Char! How is she? I think about her often. Is everything oka
The silence stretched, thick and heavy, as everyone settled into the living room. The scent of the Moors, musky and potent, lingered, a stark reminder of the intrusion.I watched the Alpha of the Moors, Mason, as he moved with an almost predatory grace, his eyes never quite leaving my mother. And when they did, it was only to give me a once-over."So," Connor Sloan began, breaking the unspoken tension between us, "perhaps we can begin by understanding the purpose of your visit, Alpha Mason? As I understand it, there was some urgency to this meeting."Mason inclined his head slightly towards Connor, a flicker of something unreadable in his gaze. "Indeed, Alpha Sloan. My purpose is quite simple. It has come to our attention that Luna Charis, and her daughter, Aurelia, are… alive." He paused, letting the words hang in the air. "And that Aurelia is the direct heir to the Moors’ seat."Charis, though pale, sat upright, her eyes sharp. "We made our reasons for leaving the Moors quite
-AURE POV-The scent of the Moors hung heavy in the air. I’d never been there before, but I imagined that the scent was painfully similar to the Alpha and his minions. Their essence, it was musky and potent, mingling with the familiar scent of home. It wasn’t a terrible odor, but the scent still gave me unease. It gave me an unease because ultimately, their being here was an invasion, a violation of our space, and it made my wolf snarl deep within me. The Alpha of the Moors stood in the center of my living room, a tall, broad figure that seemed to command the very air around him. Even in the warm lamplight, his face remained mostly obscured in shadow, adding to his aura of intimidating power. To his right stood Josephine, her features sharp and clear, and perfect, a tight smile plastered on her face. Beside her was another male, equally tall and imposing, his arms crossed over his chest, his gaze sweeping over us with cool assessment. I sensed that he wasn’t far from the high com
-AURELIA-The hours crawled by, each one thick with a tension that clung to the air, making it hard to breathe. It was this weird mix of dread and anticipation, like waiting for a storm to break, but you didn't know if it would be a drizzle or a hurricane. A strange hum vibrated beneath every word spoken, every movement made.I moved with a restless energy, checking on Mom. I had even made sure that every window was locked (even though I knew it wouldn't matter against them but at least I’d have a heads up if someone tried to sneak up from behind.) The small and seemingly insignificant preparations all helped to create some semblance of order in the chaos brewing inside me. But even my frantic activity couldn't distract me from the scene unfolding in the living room.Connor Sloan, the Alpha of their pack, had Mom cornered in a deep conversation. "Cornered" might be too harsh, but he definitely had her full attention. And she most certainly had his. His voice, a low rumble that seem
-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 this
-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 so
-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 t
-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 that
-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 avo
-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 thr