After I had submitted the application, the results were announced after a few days of waiting anxiously. The categories had been made for all the applicants, keeping in mind their initial capabilities and status, and it was according to these categories that we were supposed to start the training. Being a former rogue, I knew I would be put in the lowest rank for the training group, and that was exactly what the chart in front of me declared. I was elbowed out of the way by other students eager to check their own names and categories, but I walked towards the ground, still content.I was happy that even though all the former rogues and the weak wolves had been clubbed in the lowest category, at least we were being given a chance to learn to fight and defend ourselves- if not the entire pack. Because even though everyone knew that we had never been fully accepted as rightful and worthy pack members and the stain of having been a rogue would always follow us around as a shadow, our cond
After what happened last night, I was really not in the mood to do anything or go anywhere. But I had to, as I couldn't take off from the school as well as training, and neither could I indulge in this impulse of mine, to stay in the safety of my bed all day. Ignoring the nagging feeling in my gut, I managed to drag myself to the school and made it through the first half of the classes, but I didn't talk to anyone. And for that, I was in luck today that Kevin was not present today.So I headed towards the canteen to have my lunch, and deliberately sat on a totally deserted corner of the school behind the old canteen, so that I did not have to interact with anyone; and also so that no one could find me for at least some time. There were too many things on my mind that I needed to clear from there.But as I finished my lunch and was about to return to my class, seeing that it was almost time for the break to get over, three people suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of
Paul's POV:I don't know why I was feeling so irritable today- if whatever I had done yesterday wasn't right, then it wasn't wrong as well.After all, she was my mate and I had tried to convince her too many times, but she found it so easy to not give a single shred of attention to it. I had been willing to wait for her till she was ready, but when I saw her talking with that rogue yesterday, I didn't know what came over me, and I did that…probably to gain her attention, or to make her realise how serious I was regarding my proposal, that I meant it every single time I asked her to give me a chance."She also should try to understand my point of view, but no! She has to be angry with me to the extent where I haven't even seen her once since then!"I was busy in my one sided monologue, without realising that I had even started speaking out loud, when I heard someone knock the door. I was already in a highly irritable state because of this cold war situation, but I still had to look af
Although Paul had brought me to safety, because of my earlier injuries due to being bitten by the wild beast, my healing powers that had been inherent to my werewolf nature had become too weak. As a result, my body was showing the symptoms of that trauma, by not recovering in time. Paul had to find a good doctor for me, realising that I could not heal until the wounds were tended to. He had to contact the main healer of the pack, who rarely used to treat patients these days after his retirement; but because it was an Alpha's call, he couldn't simply deny it, and had arrived for a check-up. He had left after checking my wounds and prescribing plenty of medicines for quick recovery, herbs for pain relief, and precautions for me. I found out all this from the mouth of a girl who had been appointed as my attendant for the time being, as I had still been unconscious after Paul had brought me here. I woke up two hours after the main healer had left, and found myself in a strange room. T
A little laugh escaped from my mouth, while Paul was looking at his brother with confusion and a little annoyance, as his arrival had interrupted our conversation. Even though the sound of my laughter was quite feeble as I was not able to use my full vocal capacity, the little fellow still recognised my voice and exclaimed; "Ahh! She is here! But where is she? Lexie, where are you?" Saying this, he came to stand in the middle of the room, and saw me lying on the bed. Without a word, he turned to his older brother with a gesture to lift him up and put him by my side, on top of the bed. I could sense a twinge of jealousy on Paul's face, but his love for his brother overpower it and he lifted Andy up and put him by my side with tons of instructions. “Andy! Lexie is not well, so you can't jump on her, no hugging and no poking her cheeks either! In short, you are not allowed to touch her, nor are you allowed to pull on her hands for playing with you, as she needs rest-” “Oh my God Pa
It had been seven days since I was brought to Paul's house after the incident, and I had been staying there and recovering from my injuries. But all these days had gone by in the blink of an eye, while at the same time, it had been a very long and significant time period for me. Because during this period, Paul and I had come so close in the manner of knowing each other. He shared how being an Alpha was not only challenging work as expected, but the work required hundred and ten percent responsibility…how it required one to be away from everyone, apart from some extremely trusted people in their life; despite wanting to hang out like a normal adult, the person in a position of authority was also bogged down with responsibility, and couldn't actually go out for the sake of their own social life. During the days that passed us by, we discussed things like these, along with the different adventures we had embarked on in our entirely different lives- whether willingly or otherwise, whi
It had been another seven days since I returned home, and I had almost made a full recovery by now. There were still a few sore spots, sure, but I could walk around and do stuff myself, for the most part. However, there was one very important job to be done, that was still pending: telling Micheal what had actually happened. I knew that although he had not asked anything directly from me, he did want to know what exactly had happened to me that I had stayed at Alpha Paul's place for a week straight. After I told him everything, from me getting injured to Paul taking care of me, he just looked at me and asked, "Do you know who those people were, and what they wanted from you?" But I really did not have the answer to this question of his, so I simply shook my head from left to right, and uttered, "I don't have any clue." "I want you to be careful from now on, and inform me earlier if anyone tries to pull anything like this again. Got it? Oh and, Paul had come looking for you, that
At school the next day, the hype about the ball was so huge that everyone was just talking about the ball and nothing else. All the adolescent werewolves who had not found their mate yet, were hoping to find their mate at the ball, so everyone was really over-excited for this gathering. And naturally, all the hopeful ones were seeking not just a second opinion about their chosen outfits from their friends, but even so much as twenty or thirty of them! Abby was also one of them, and wanted to stand out from the crowd. After all, according to public knowledge, the Alpha hadn't found his mate yet either, so she still has a chance...and how could she let go of this golden opportunity? She might have been distracted in planning the dress, accessories and hairstyles for the ball, because she bumped into me in the school corridor yet again. At first, she was obviously annoyed and looked up to see which lowly creature had interrupted her sweet daydreaming, but she became totally stunned af
Paul's POV: The servant's hurried footsteps could be heard echoing inside the throne room moments before he burst in, eyes wide with panic. "Alpha! Alpha, the Luna has sent us for you. Her health… it’s worsening again! She–”That was all I was able to hear. The fear of something happening to her was enough to clench my heart tightly in its claws and hearing the full sentence about her not being well was something that I wasn't capable of doing in any circumstances.No matter how strong and brave I was, she has started to become my weakness the day I first saw her and now when she has full control of my heart completely wrapped around her fingers, then how can someone still assume that I still have left with the courage to hear about something happening to her, when she isn't even standing in front of me.But I can't blame anyone for it, because it was all my fault, when I was already feeling a little uneasy I should have listened to my heart and not left her alone.The fear was mak
Paul's POV:Jayson words sends a shiver down their ribs and the fear started to become more evident on their faces, blood started to rush off from their body, leaving them completely pale.The three wolves were still kneeling before me, quaking like leaves caught in a storm. Panic etched deep lines into their faces, eyes filled with tears and glistening with fear. These new words and the fear that now no matter what they are going to do, they won't be able to save themselves from the punishment that I have just given to them.And this was exactly what I wanted, as everything was going perfectly according to my plan and there was nothing that could stop me from achieving what I wanted.With satisfaction, I placed my gaze on the three of them.Their mouths fumbled over each other’s words, desperate to avoid their punishment anyhow.And one of them finally gathered the courage to plea;“Alpha! Please, Alpha! .We were wrong… we were foolish! We deserve punishment, but show us some mercy,
Paul's POV:I paced back and forth in the throne room– the spacious room was silent and cold, without the presence of a single soul apart from me. The room was completely silent, that was perfectly contradicting the voices inside my headEverything was looking so calm, but I knew the chaos this calm was hiding underneath.And I know this chaos wasn't going to stop till it cracked every bone of every single person who was behind this plotting that has hurt my Lexie… and my child.In fact I would have done that moment I came to know, if Lexie hadn't stopped me. And she wasn't completely wrong too, but the anger wasn't ready to take the decisions logically, but her love has somehow managed to bound me with that.I had ordered the courtiers to stay home for this because this was not a matter for spectators and didn't want any politically correct interference in my decision or the process by which I was planning to get my hands on the culprit.I had deliberately cleared out the presence
Paul's POV: Lexie's body trembled violently against mine, her fingers clutching at my shirt like she was drowning. I could feel her tears soaking through the fabric, each ragged sob tearing at my soul. And with every breath of mine, my determination of giving the punishment that Abby deserved was growing more and more.But right now, consoling Lexie was my first priority, Abby can still enjoy a few moments left in her life, before I actually send her to hell, where she really belongs."It's not your fault," I murmured into her hair, my voice rough with barely restrained fury. "None of this is your fault, darling." Her nails dug into my chest as she shook her head. "But the-they all think—" "I don't care what they think," I growled, cradling her closer. The scent of her pain - salt and sorrow and fear - made my wolf snarl beneath my skin. “I swear to you Lexie… I swear, Abby will regret ever putting her hands on you.”She pulled back slightly, her red-rimmed eyes searching min
1 month ago, Katrine's POV:I felt my rage boil in my veins, as if Jonas’s words had set me on fire. He couldn’t just declare I was his mate and expect me to accept it, as well as the condition for captivity that came with it… and then walk away like it meant nothing apart from a usual day's work. Mate…I had never given it much thought before, but the word "mate" was sacred. For us, the single word was spoken with the most amount of happiness, hope, reverence and tons of emotions attached with it… For those who had already found their mates, it was a title they would cherish for a lifetime– a bond tied by fate. And for those who were yet to find their destined mate… it was the symbol of their future People pinned their dreams, desires, and futures on that single word, believing it would complete their existence and bring purpose to their life. And I… I was no exception, no matter how much I wanted to deny it. Even when I had used it as my shield, I hadn't imagined for a single
Lexie’s POV:Paul's mouth pressed into a thin line as I agreed to the responsibility. “Maybe, I made the wrong decision…”The thought echoed in my mind, hollow and aching, as the first of the well-wishers filed into the room. Their smiles were too bright, their voices too loud… the first few congratulations came from the overly enthusiastic courtiers who saw this gathering as an opportunity to curry favor with the Alpha. Their bright smiles and gleaming eyes only deepened the ache inside me. How cruel that I was getting congratulated when my baby was already gone… taken from me before I even had the chance to know the flutter of life inside me. ‘I didn’t even get to feel you…’I felt robbed. Robbed of the joy, of the experience, of the pride of having my first child. I couldn't even mourn its loss properly…I couldn't even analyse the level of my grief properly when I had to take a new decision, new decision as the future Luna of the pack, not as a mother …and the happy faces of th
1 month ago, Jonas’ POV:The girl was looking at me with wide eyes, trying to anticipate my reaction. She was curious and a little nervous, but not scared… her heartbeat was mostly steady, and there was no flicker of recognition in her storm-gray eyes. “Actually, I told them I was your mate because I wanted to meet you. You are the only one who can tell me about Lexie–”"Smart move.”I shrugged, my voice colder than the steel of my dagger that I was tossing in my palm. “But a dangerous one." She lifted her chin. "Why? Because I dared to lie to the great leader of this rogue camp?" I stepped closer, my shadow swallowing her frame. The scent of her… like wildflowers, filled my lungs. “Because till now, I was treating you like any other trespasser. But now…" I murmured, "you have made it personal." Her breath hitched, just slightly. Good. I reached out, fingers brushing her jaw: not quite a caress, not quite a threat. “You want to play games, little wolf?" My thumb traced t
1 month ago, Katrine's POV:As soon as the words left my mouth, I felt a pin- drop silence spread out around myself. I risked a glance at the face of this guy Jonas, hoping to find the tiniest bit of shock etched on his smug features. His sharp features were as unreadable as ever, but I still wanted to notice at least a flicker of shock, as proof that I had cracked his mask too. 'Ha! He had dismissed me so easily, without heeding my words! Now I'll show him, if he believes me to be the leader's mate, then he might just tell me Lexie's whereabouts and I'll figure out a way to escape on my own-'Before I could take the time to observe his reaction, though, I heard the sharp cackle of one of the guards who was holding me back. I sensed his disgusting gaze linger upon my body, as if he was assessing whether or not I was telling the truth, and as if that was not enough to bring my blood to a boil, I heard his mocking laughter, at whose target was me! So he thinks whichever rascal runs th
Paul's POV:Lexie was still crying, her eyes were swollen because of the tears. I was trying to calm her down, but the pain was so huge that I know none of my words were able to calm her now.Still I was trying my best to give her the feeling of being protected, feeling that she wasn't alone, feeling that no matter what happened I am going to be there with her in every thick and thin.This was when I heard a knock on the door and Andy rushed towards Lexie.Lexie! Don't cry …look I have bought mummy- daddy here, don't cry…don't cry or else I will cry too! Lexie finally lifted her eyes, and spread her arms for Andy to crawl up in her arms, the boy didn't waste a single second to jump right there and clung to her like a Koala.When Dad finally spoke;We are so sorry Lexie, that we were unable to give you the protection you deserved, I should have been more cautious about the security and safety…but you should also have been a little careful -But before he could have completed his sent