RALPH When the council left, I strodded to my office and furiously punched the wall, drawing blood on my knuckles. Bitter grimace contorted my features as I sank onto the edge of my desk, the weight of disappointment settling heavily on my shoulders. The disapproving stares of the pack members towards me when the council made an official declaration of Keilah being a member of this pack pricked my skin, leaving an invisible mark.The fact that I don't like this but have to obey my leaders is a huge blow in the gut. The happiest one in all this was my wolf. I could feel his excitement within me. Interrupting my tempestuous thoughts, the door creaked open, revealing Zac with a smirk that grated against my raw nerves. "Not now, Zac," I growled, my tone curt. "I came in peace," he quipped, unperturbed by my hostility. "Just wanted to make sure my alpha is alright.” I gave him a pointed glare, expressing my disapproval."Trust me, Ralph, I genuinely care about you.I understand how
KEILAH I was wandering through a vibrant and bustling marketplace. The air was filled with the intoxicating aroma of exotic spices, and colourful stalls lined the narrow pathways. The chatter of the crowd blended into a harmonious symphony of diverse languages, creating a mesmerizing cacophony.As I meandered through the lively throng, I suddenly felt a gentle touch on my shoulder. Startled, I turned around and was captivated by the sight of a mysterious, beautiful woman standing there, her features shrouded in a dreamlike haze. Her blond hair flowed soothingly in rhythm with the cool wind, creating an ethereal aura around her.Before I could gather my thoughts or react, she gracefully took my hand, enveloping it with a comforting warmth that instantly eased any lingering tension."Don't be afraid," she whispered, her voice as soft as cotton. "Stay close to your mate, and never let go.”Confused but curious, I looked around and realized that I was now not in the market but in the mid
KEILAH Ralph slipped his hand under my blouse, scraping my skin, causing me to let out a soft moan as his hand came in contact with my sensitive breasts. It was very surprising that I willingly let the man who caused me experience death spread my legs wide for him. I feel ashamed of myself that I am giving in so easily. But I like it. I like the feel of his hands on me. I like his unpassionate kisses. As I moved my hands to run through his hair, he seized them, deftly securing them above my head and fastened them in his grasp as his other hand slipped back under my blouse to my breast, pinching my nipple a little rough. A moan escaped my mouth again. My mind raced with conflicting emotions as his rough touch sent swarms of butterflies in my stomach.I really don't like him, yet there was an undeniable allure in the way he commanded my body. It was a twisted dance of pleasure and resentment, leaving me questioning my own desires. Part of me wanted to push him away, to reclaim co
KEILAH Ralph's commanding voice echoed through the room, “Call Isabella, NOW!” He growled as he effortlessly lifted her and strode out. Everyone followed suit, inadvertently knocking me down in their rush, still grappling with confusion. Despite the searing pain in my foot, I gathered myself and trailed behind. Everybody made a circle around the sofa where she was laid, their faces worried. A tug of guilt poked me as I realized the girl was now unconscious. Everyone made a way for that old woman who rushed over. “How bad is it?” She inquired with concern as she knelt beside the unconscious girl. Without hesitation, she extracted a small bottle from her pocket and, with Ralph's assistance, poured what looked like slimy green liquid into the girl's mouth. The old woman sighed in relief, “Thank the heavens it wasn't that bad. She'll be fine." She then got to her feet and turned to Ralph, confusion etched across her face. “What on earth happened? I don't get it. She's a goddamn
ZACThe intensity of the human girl's gaze pierced through me, a fusion of bewilderment and disbelief etched across her features. It was evident she was grappling with the truth, her eyes betraying her attempt to unravel my intentions.Despite her shock, she composed herself, erecting a face of coldness with a forced smile."I'm sorry, but I'm not sure what you're referring to. If you'll excuse me," she uttered, attempting to withdraw her hand from my grasp. I halted her movement by clasping her hand once more."I was ordered to keep an eye on her," Dahlia interjected, her tone firm. "That means I can't leave her alone with you.""This doesn't concern you, little girl. I order you both to leave us alone," I retorted sharply."You're not my alpha to order me," both Benita and Dahlia shot back defiantly,simultaneously, their voices blending into a discordant symphony that grated on my nerves. "Say that one more time and see what I will do to both of you," I snapped, my patience wearin
RALPH As I pulled into the yard of the Blood Moon Pack, the image of the human lingered in my mind like an unwelcome specter. Her pleading eyes, desperate to convince me of her innocence, haunted me still. I couldn't seem to shake her off my mind. The fact that I could feel every emotion of hers drove me nuts.“And the fact that you refused to heal her from the pain yesterday drives me nuts too,” my wolf interjected.Before I could respond to my wolf, a sudden knock on my car jolted me back to reality. Aaron, my former Beta, turned Alpha, stood outside, a wide grin on his face.“I bet you were thinking about your mate,” he said, his tone teasing yet warm.Aaron had stepped into the role of Alpha after the passing of his mate's father, the former Alpha. It was a responsibility bestowed upon him in the dying Alpha's final moments, a testament to the trust and confidence placed in him. From what I saw here, he was doing a very good job. His pack loved and respected him. And, of course,
RALPH I looked down at her, feeling a mix of amusement and hurt that he had accepted Zac's offer. It was clear that Zac was the one she was referring to. I stepped close to her, close enough to hear the rhythm of her heartbeat. I stared into her eyes. “Why would you do that to your mate, Keilah Rivera?” I queried, taken aback by my own admission of accepting her as my mate. Yet, despite my astonishment, I reassured myself that it was the right thing to do for the time being.Her eyes widened at my question, clearly taken aback that I called her my mate or that I said her name. Swiftly, she concealed her surprise, clearing her throat before responding.“I didn't see any problem in that,” she admitted, her voice tinged with resignation. “But that doesn't mean I'm on his side. I know he's not a good man, just as you are. I'm just trying to survive in this dangerous house where everybody wants my demise.”“Are you oblivious or just reckless?” I asked. “If you made a deal, you should
DAHLIA After laying Isabella on her bed, I made my way downstairs toward the guest room where Alpha and his mate were. As I approached the door, a sense of dread crept over me. I hesitated, my eyes falling upon Alpha frozen in his majestic wolf form, blood staining his muzzle. My gaze shifted to his mate, her wounds healed but still unconscious.My heart pounded with fear as I nervously bit my nails, overwhelmed by the weight of my failure. I was supposed to ensure her safety in Alpha's absence, yet I had failed miserably.Summoning my courage, I entered the room, only to be met with Alpha's furious gaze. He opened the mind link to address the entire pack, his voice heavy with anger. "I want everyone in the foyer," he commanded, his tone brooking no argument. With that, he shifted back to his human form, scooped up his mate, and left without sparing me a second glance.As he disappeared out, the room seemed to exhale a collective breath, leaving me alone with my guilt. The weight of