To let Alpha Duncan's first love become the mother of our son, my husband didn’t hesitate to commit perjury in court and personally send me, his wife, to prison. Four years later, after I was released, just as I was starting to regain hope for life, dozens of luxury cars showed up at the prison gate, with two people stepping out. “How could you?! How could you do something so evil?! You should never have been my mom. I wish Auntie Ashley has always been my mother!” My heart broke. Seeing my husband and son again, I felt like they were real demons, turning me away so easily. Just then, the little boy beside me stepped forward. “Don’t bully Mommy!” Hearing this, my biological son angrily asked, “Who are you calling ‘mommy’?! I’m her only son!” I didn’t want to deal with them or explain anything. I just wanted to live a good life with my Justin. I crouched down, hugged him, comforted him in saying, “Justin, there’s nothing to say to these people... We’re overstaying our welcome. Come on.” “Halt right there!”
Lihat lebih banyak'That... That's my baby blanket,' I thought, shocked beyond belief. 'No, but that... That can't be. My mother, she's-'I stopped my train of thoughts as I glanced at Sarah, noticing the painfully sad expression she had, complete with tears forming in her eyes and trailing down her cheeks."And you're sure you don't want me to keep tabs on her? Watch over her from afar?" Patricia asked, in which Sarah shook her head to."You do that, they will eventually find out of her existence and try to do to her what is being done to me. And without her own mate to protect her, that will make her all the more vulnerable. It's safer for her to be far away from here, with no connection to me," she reasoned. A reason I could not make sense with. Especially not this 'role' I supposedly have, yet not know about. A role that may or may not be similar to that of an Alpha or Luna's, from the sounds of it.As if that wasn't enough, Patricia... She already knew me? This wasn't a lie or some kind of trick, w
When the light died down, I lowered my arms to find myself in the middle of the woods. Surprised filled me with this change in location. I turned to the spirit woman, wanting to demand where she brought me, only to find her missing.“Where did she go?!” I wondered, looking around my surroundings in search for the woman, only to find no sign of her anywhere. I took in a breath, hoping I would be able to find her by her scent, only to be reminded that I was not in the real world. As such, out of all my five senses, I could not smell anything here.‘I knew she was only delaying me!’ I thought, a bit peeved at myself for hearing her out. And now because of it, I may have gotten farther away from my wolf than before."Are you sure about this?" I suddenly heard. A voice I did not expect to hear here.“Miss Patricia?" I muttered out, heading towards the source."I already told you, Patricia. There is no other way," answered another voice. This one from the spirit woman, prompting me to quick
“But a mother always remembers her first and only one.”My eyes widened as I repeated those words in my head. ‘Mother’? Whose? Couldn’t be mine, could she? I don’t even know this person.“I’m sorry, but I think you’re mistaken. I had a mother, and she certainly wasn’t you,” I kindly corrected her.A sad smile formed on her face when I said that. “I know what I said sounds confusing to you, but I speak the truth,” she assured. Am assurance I didn’t believe.“No, that… that can’t be. You’re just messing with my head. This is another one of those ‘mental trials’ Miss Patricia spoke of, isn’t it? The memory isn’t enough, so now there is someone who looks like an older version of me trying to test and see if I’m worthy of having my wolf.”She held her arms in a peaceful motion. “This is not a test. And while this is not the real world, this also is not your dream world.”Her claim made it all the more confusing to me. “What are you talking about? Where am I then if not in a dream? In fact,
I awoke to the sound of shouting, my body feeling a little groggy as I opened my eyes. Adjusting to the blurs, I was surprised to find myself surrounded by many other werewolves. All shouting and pointing at me accusingly.“W-What’s… going on?” I asked out loud, unable to make out what was being said.Soon enough, I was finally able to make out the words… and paled from them.“Murderer!”“How could you do that?!”“And you’re supposed to be the Luna?!”Her eyes widened in shock, it donned onto her at last what was happening. A scene she had experienced once before, four years ago.‘This is… That night!’ she realized, feeling someone put their hands on her, and forced her down to the ground.“Arrest her! Don’t you dare even let her try to escape!” I heard. The same words that were used that night.I looked up and saw Duncan glaring down at me, seething in rage. “Duncan…” I muttered out.“Don’t think your status means anything at this point, you slut!” he shouted. “I have been patient en
I followed Patricia back into the mansion. Once inside, the elder had me follow her to what seemed to be a treatment room. There, she had me sit on a bed, while she prepared some herbs and candles. Some very strong-scented ones, no less."I know you said they were needed, but do we really need to use those herbs and candles?" I asked, trying hard not to scrunch my face from the sharp scent I was smelling. “I thought you said I need to take some kind of special herbs in order for me to connect to my wolf.”"I know these may be a bit too harsh on the nose, believe me I do. However, these are necessary for this practice," Patricia told me, as she lit up some scented candles and placed them around me. The sharp minty scent making me want to plug my nose shut. “The herbs will only lull you to deep sleep. Should you sleep with these scented aroma around you, you will be able to connect to your wolf in your dreams.”I grew confused at the explanation. “Is there a need to take the medicine if
"I cannot believe how stupid the mutts in this pack are,” Patricia groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose in disappointment.I had just finished explaining my little story about my wolf’s awakening, and what happened after. Both in terms of the poison incident, and how I was unable to shift into my wolf form after that. Patricia was silent the whole time I was telling her my story, her expression unreadable. Halfway through the explanation, I was starting to think that she didn’t believe a word I said, until she finally spoke.“I have heard enough of how blind they are to not say or do anything more to question that Alpha of theirs. For them to go along with his claim about you on top of that without question? Even a pup would find something suspicious about this!” she exclaimed, her face looking quite frightening, as I shifted back a bit. Noticing my action, Patricia took in a breath to calm herself down. “Deep breaths, myself. It is not good for an old soul to get her blood boilin
Susan's POVAfter dinner, I went with Patricia to the backyard to do my training for my wolf. There was so much space back here, Justin was running about, having the time of his life. Originally, I had planned for him to stay in the mansion, as I did not know how the training would go, but Patricia assured me that there was nothing to fear for him to be nearby. Of course, as neither of us would be able to watch over Justin while we train, so Ayla was assigned to keep watch over him. She who, thankfully, seemed to have forgiven me for what I did to her last night.“Okay, Susan. Before we get started on our training, I want to ask some questions,” Patricia spoke.“Sure. What about?” I asked, wondering if the questions she would be asking would have anything to do with our training."To start, your wolf. Has it never awakened at all, or did it happen at one point that you don't seem to remember?"I became confused with the question she asked me. "Why would that be important?""Just answe
I was snapped back to reality when I reached my office, where I found a guest standing by my desk."Greetings, Alpha," Crystal greeted with a bow."At ease, Beta Crystal," I greeted back, walking to my desk, as she straightened herself back up. "I assume the message has been properly delivered back to headquarters?""Yes, Alpha. Although..."I turned to her with a raised brow at her hesitant tone. "Do we have a problem?""It's not that we have a problem, Alpha. I am only wondering why you care so much."I raised an unamused brow at the statement. "I don't see what is so confusing about me doing my job as a councilman. The sooner we get rid of this pack- of the Alpha who has smeared our title through mud- the better it will be for the rest of us. Or do you wish for me to spare that disgraceful Alpha? And in turn indirectly have all packs know that it was fine for their Alphas to be criminals deep down? For all Alphas to assume that it was perfectly fine for them to slack off on their du
I remember it like it was yesterday, back when we were juveniles. Back then, one can say that I was born different from my siblings, in an unwanted way. Because of that, not only were there some... 'conflicts' between me and my pack- family included- I was sent away to Grandmother. The only person who was indifferent to me. Treated me like she would anyone else. For the most part, at least. Until an incident occurred that made her want to move me away from the pack.Not something I want to go into detail with.Long story short, one thing led to another during the trip away from home, and I met... 'her'. She was just a little girl, frightened out of her mind. Honestly speaking, I found her more annoying than I do pitiful. And yet, for one reason or another... I couldn't just leave her. I was tempted to, as there were no benefits to helping some kid, who was not even from my pack, nor seemed to be part of an Alpha family, but I didn't. Not when it left me with a bad taste in my mouth.I
Susan's POVI huddled in the corner of the cell, knees pulled to my chest, trying to make myself invisible. The sound of heavy boots echoed through the cold concrete, and I tensed. Maria, the prison bully, stopped in front of me."Hey," she sneered, grabbing my tray out of my hands before I could react. "I think you've been keeping my lunch."I tried to hold on to it, but she yanked it away roughly, sending the food spilling to the floor."Please, I’m hungry..." My voice was barely a whisper.Maria slapped me hard across the face, making my cheek sting. "Shut up," she growled. "You're lucky I'm just taking your food." Then, she picked up a handful of rocks from the floor and tossed them at my head.Just then, a little boy rushed up and stood in front of me. "Don't bully my mom!" he shouted.I hugged him tightly, feeling a rush of emotion. "Thank you, Justin." Justin was the child of my only friend in prison. She died when giving birth to Justin so I'd stuck with her son together for f...
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