No fucking way. Impossible. Whatever phrases you could use in the dictionary to describe this situation.
She could hardly believe any of this was real but standing there with her rapid heartbeat seemed to have proven she wasn't dreaming and what was even more surprising was that this breathtaking man before her was hers, her mate. Damn. “Mate” she could hear Alya moan out in her head and she could feel her excitement and by the moon goddess she felt the need to pounce on him too. A sharp scream jolted her from her trance and that was when she noticed ‘her mate’ had thrown the man who he held in his grip away and he was now inching closer towards her. Something seemed to have clicked in her head and she covered her mouth, stepping away from the man that screamed danger despite Alya’s objection. Dorothy didn't know when he closed the distance that was once between them but his arms found their way to her waist, pulling her towards him before holding her by the chin as he moved closer and took in her scent. “Impossible” her legs felt like jelly when she heard his cold voice and a shiver went down her spine when he seemed to pull away in disgust with a look of confusion and anger. “Alpha Ace” Lucas, who she had met earlier, called out as he looked between them with widened eyes with Sofia by his side. What was that? She seemed to be deaf so repeat that again. She gulped and looked around, much to her dismay, the expression of everyone seemed to have confirmed that she wasn't deaf. Shit, what was going on. “Did you hear her say mate” “The king has another mate but that isn't possible” The sounds of whispers filled the room and everyone looked in horror. In the crowd, Killian seemed to have frozen in his steps as he watched the event unfold. “There seemed to be a mistake” Dorothy turned to the owner of the voice and she had never been this happy to see her father. “I think you must have been mistaken, Alpha, my daughter here can not be your mate” Dorothy’s father said as he bowed his head. But Ace paid him no attention, his eyes were solely on her and his gaze alone made her freeze in her spot, she found it hard to breathe. Dorothy wanted the ground to swallow her up right now. She had just been sold to one Alpha and now she's mated to a ruthless one. Can this get any worse? Her answer is answered when Killian walked between her and Ace, his back blocking her view from the intimidating man before her. She looked at his hand holding hers and then looked back up in surprise. “Alpha Ace, I am sorry for the disrespect but we here all know that no one can have more than one mate in their lifetime so this must have been a mistake”. Killain said, though he appeared confident, Dorothy could feel his hand tighten around hers. Ace didn't utter a word and she raised her head up a little to see him staring at Killian’s hand that was intertwined with hers. Even when everyone insisted it was absurd, she knew the truth—they were mates. How else could she explain the undeniable bond she felt toward him? Alya had been going crazy from the moment she saw him and from his scent alone, she was finding it hard to breathe. Her scenes were getting dull as the minutes passed by. Ace didn't say anything, his wolf wasn't doing any better either. Damien had been trying to fight against his restraint to rip the man before them apart. How dare someone touch their mate? “Get your fucking hands off her before I rip you into shreds” It was a dangerous growl that didn't come from Ace but from his wolf. Killain released his hand but didn't move from his spot, and the two Alphas challenged each other. Dorothy moved back in fear, her eyes wide and she almost shed tears. What sin did she commit that was so bad that the Moon goddess gave her a cruel mate. She wasn't even desperate for a mate in the first place so why? Ace groaned and rubbed his temple, finally restraining Damien. His piercing eyes looked at the girl who seemed afraid of him and he frowned in disapproval. After years of seclusion from the world, the first thing that was thrown at him was a mate, why was the Moon goddess so cruel to him? He stalked towards her and as Killian tried to block him, Ace pushed him with one hand and Killian went flying to the wall stunning everyone. Gasps filled the hall and everyone backed away from Ace, scared they would be caught in the middle of the brewing conflict. Dorothy’s eyes widened in fear. She tried to run to Killian when she saw him cough out blood but Ace held her hand, pushing her harshly against the wall. She gasped, staring into his emotionless eyes. “Please– I-” she tried to find her words. Fuck, she was scared out of her wits but what shocked her was that despite the fear she also felt drawn to him even when he looked like he was about to murder her in any second. “Mate” Alya moaned again and Dorothy felt like smacking her wolf. Why was she this happy when the so called mate wanted to kill them. Ace tilted her chin up and suddenly smiled coldly, that kind of smile sent a chill through her. “I don't know what the Moon goddess must be thinking” He paused, leaning in closer– so close their lips almost touched. She yearned for it, the contact of his lips against hers but his next words snapped her back to reality. “But I will not partake in this nonsense” He growled, eyes narrowed with killing intent. "I, Alpha Ace, reject you as my chosen mate.".Time seemed to stretch out as Ace and Dorothy stared at each other, the world blurred around them and it felt like there was no one else aside from them at that moment. Dorothy touched her chest, expecting the harsh pain to grip her and drive her insane but nothing came. She didn't feel anything– maybe she had high tolerance to pain, that was her first thought as she stared in confusion. Ace frowned, sensing something was wrong. He knew he wouldn't feel any pain, he was much stronger than to feel a mere pain of rejection but– he narrowed his eyes at her, leaning in closer than they already were. The connection was still there, she was still his mate. “Your name?” He asked without an ounce of emotion in his voice. “W-what?” She managed to blurt out before she could stop herself. “What is your name?” He repeated like he was talking to a child. “Dorothy” She didn't know why she answered but it came out from her mouth. She could hear Alya call her stupid in her head and she inwar
“Eleanor!” The man’s figure cradled her body tightly, desperate to find any sign of life, any reassurance from her gradually dull expression, even a false hope would do. “Please Eleanor, please…” he pleaded, his voice breaking at the end. Her hand, despite being weak, stretched out to wipe the falling tears, the man sobbed, whispering words of assurance but they both knew who they were for. “I'm sorry, I couldn't fulfill the promise” Eleanor whispered through painful gasps, her voice barely audible but he heard it. His grip on her tightened, refusing to face the cruel reality, he muttered under his breaths but she couldn't hear his words anymore for her life began to slip away with each passing moment. “Eleanor!” Dorothy’s eyes shot open and she sat up, gasping for air. Her hand came clutching her neck in pain and she groaned as she weakly laid down back. Her strength seemed drained and she didn't seem remember her dream but she had been crying yet again. She wiped her tear
Witch Doctor!? Dorothy stared in horror, thinking she had misheard his words but judging from his stoic expression, he didn't seem like he was the kind to joke. She watched as Lucas walked in with the elderly woman from earlier by his side, her eyes were narrowed at Dorothy and her stare made Dorothy move back in slight fear. Dorothy didn't know much about witch doctors but she knew they were different from pack diviners like Agnes. Witch doctors practiced dark magic, worshiping unknown gods while the pack diviners worshiped the Moon goddess, getting prophecies and visions from her. Agnes had warned her to stay away from them. She had told Dorothy that they killed people and offered their bodies to their gods as sacrifices. Agnes told her that witch doctors carried bad luck on them, and they were extremely cunning and that she should run whenever she came across one. Now why the hell was there a witch doctor advancing towards her. Dorothy swallowed and Ace moved away, allowing t
I've heard so much about you, Dorothy," she said, her voice smooth, a warm smile playing on her lips. "Shall we have a little... chat?". Dorothy swallowed nervously, her heart beating fast against her chest. How did she know about her, she doubted anyone in her pack knew her that well to be able to say so much about her and she was as hell sure their words weren't nice at all. The most they would probably say was that she was a slutty omega who would seduce men in the pack and that wasn't true. So what did Lyra hear about her? “Why are you so scared of me?” Lyra asked Dorothy as she drew nearer and sat on the door beside her. Dorothy smiled nervously and tried to say she wasn't, because of course she wouldn't give Lyra the idea of using her body for sacrifice. “I am sorry for being jumpy, I am not scared of you. I'm just tired”. Dorothy lied through her teeth without blinking. Lyra frowned and suddenly, her bony fingers curled towards Dorothy like creeping claws, her eyes gl
Dorothy came out of the shower with her new dress. It was white in color and the dress clung to her figure in all the right places. Her red hair dripped with water as she used a towel to dry it. She was stunning, beyond beautiful and Sofia had seemed to stare at her for too long .“Hm” Dorothy brought Sofia out of her trance and Sofia smiled, walking to take the towel to help dry Dorothy’s hair. “Thank you” Dorothy muttered, a faint smile tugging at her lips."It's no problem. I'm glad to help," Sofia said with a warm smile. Dorothy felt a flicker of warmth in her heart. It had been a long time since someone had dried her hair—her mother used to do it back then but she had forgotten her touch, her laughter that she missed it so much.When Sofia was done, she forced Dorothy to put on makeup."I don't think—" Dorothy started, shaking her head. Why would she even bother putting on makeup right now? It wasn’t like Ace was dying to see her, and besides, wasn’t she in the middle of a seriou
“You know,” Eleanor suddenly turned towards Ace with a bright smile that seemed to dazzle the entire place. Her eyes sparkled, curving slightly from the radiance of her smile, and her steps were light as sunlight streamed through the windows of the garden. Ace froze in his steps, and for a moment, he admired his beautiful Luna—the only woman, no, the only person who could bring a smile to his face. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and she was his—only his. “Ace, Ace. Are you there?” Eleanor frowned when she noticed Ace wasn’t listening to her. He seemed lost in a daze, and a pout made its way to her lips. Was she so boring that he pretended not to hear what she was saying? Hmph, What an annoying, insanely attractive, tall man. Ace tilted his head and blinked when he saw her pout, her glare directed at him. She looked like an angry cat upset at its owner for not giving her attention. She was so cute, and he wanted to stroke her head, but he fought the urge, clenchin
“What did you say?” he muttered, his voice barely a whisper.Dorothy seemed to have fallen into a trance as she stared at the man before her. Tears streamed down her cheeks, glistening like delicate crystals. Her heart hurt—it ached unbearably, as if something within her was missing, something she wanted to remember but couldn’t grasp, no matter how hard she tried.“Ace, I—I missed you so much. I really did,” Dorothy whispered, the words slipping from her lips before she could stop herself.Ignoring the pain of Ace’s strong grip, she took a step closer, her legs trembling but determined. She stopped just inches away from him, her hand hesitantly reaching for his face.Ace stood frozen, his heart pounding wildly in his chest as Dorothy’s thumb gently stroked his cheek. Her touch was soft, yet it carried a sadness that pierced through him. She offered him a sad smile, and for a fleeting moment, the image of Eleanor overlapped with hers.It was as if Eleanor was standing there in Dorothy
Birds shrieked in alarm as they scattered in different directions. The sounds of howls and snapping of branches could be heard in the far distance, the moon that hung high cast an eerie atmosphere in the surroundings.Eleanor stumbled through the dense forest with her bloody bare feet. The sounds of paws drew nearer than she would have hoped. Snarls filled the air and the rustling of broken twigs reached her ears from behind, drawing her attention.EEleanor came to an abrupt halt, swiftly moving to the side, barely avoiding the claws that were aimed at her neck.“Bloody bastards” she gave a low growl as the wolves surrounded her, their eyes showed a dangerous glint, and the predators now stalked their prey.Her eyes narrowed at the wolves and her breath came out uneven as they bared their fangs at her, inching closer. She looked around for an escape route, since that was the only thing she could do in this situation.She had to fulfill her promise to him.Shifting her stance and with
“What did you say?” he muttered, his voice barely a whisper.Dorothy seemed to have fallen into a trance as she stared at the man before her. Tears streamed down her cheeks, glistening like delicate crystals. Her heart hurt—it ached unbearably, as if something within her was missing, something she wanted to remember but couldn’t grasp, no matter how hard she tried.“Ace, I—I missed you so much. I really did,” Dorothy whispered, the words slipping from her lips before she could stop herself.Ignoring the pain of Ace’s strong grip, she took a step closer, her legs trembling but determined. She stopped just inches away from him, her hand hesitantly reaching for his face.Ace stood frozen, his heart pounding wildly in his chest as Dorothy’s thumb gently stroked his cheek. Her touch was soft, yet it carried a sadness that pierced through him. She offered him a sad smile, and for a fleeting moment, the image of Eleanor overlapped with hers.It was as if Eleanor was standing there in Dorothy
“You know,” Eleanor suddenly turned towards Ace with a bright smile that seemed to dazzle the entire place. Her eyes sparkled, curving slightly from the radiance of her smile, and her steps were light as sunlight streamed through the windows of the garden. Ace froze in his steps, and for a moment, he admired his beautiful Luna—the only woman, no, the only person who could bring a smile to his face. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and she was his—only his. “Ace, Ace. Are you there?” Eleanor frowned when she noticed Ace wasn’t listening to her. He seemed lost in a daze, and a pout made its way to her lips. Was she so boring that he pretended not to hear what she was saying? Hmph, What an annoying, insanely attractive, tall man. Ace tilted his head and blinked when he saw her pout, her glare directed at him. She looked like an angry cat upset at its owner for not giving her attention. She was so cute, and he wanted to stroke her head, but he fought the urge, clenchin
Dorothy came out of the shower with her new dress. It was white in color and the dress clung to her figure in all the right places. Her red hair dripped with water as she used a towel to dry it. She was stunning, beyond beautiful and Sofia had seemed to stare at her for too long .“Hm” Dorothy brought Sofia out of her trance and Sofia smiled, walking to take the towel to help dry Dorothy’s hair. “Thank you” Dorothy muttered, a faint smile tugging at her lips."It's no problem. I'm glad to help," Sofia said with a warm smile. Dorothy felt a flicker of warmth in her heart. It had been a long time since someone had dried her hair—her mother used to do it back then but she had forgotten her touch, her laughter that she missed it so much.When Sofia was done, she forced Dorothy to put on makeup."I don't think—" Dorothy started, shaking her head. Why would she even bother putting on makeup right now? It wasn’t like Ace was dying to see her, and besides, wasn’t she in the middle of a seriou
I've heard so much about you, Dorothy," she said, her voice smooth, a warm smile playing on her lips. "Shall we have a little... chat?". Dorothy swallowed nervously, her heart beating fast against her chest. How did she know about her, she doubted anyone in her pack knew her that well to be able to say so much about her and she was as hell sure their words weren't nice at all. The most they would probably say was that she was a slutty omega who would seduce men in the pack and that wasn't true. So what did Lyra hear about her? “Why are you so scared of me?” Lyra asked Dorothy as she drew nearer and sat on the door beside her. Dorothy smiled nervously and tried to say she wasn't, because of course she wouldn't give Lyra the idea of using her body for sacrifice. “I am sorry for being jumpy, I am not scared of you. I'm just tired”. Dorothy lied through her teeth without blinking. Lyra frowned and suddenly, her bony fingers curled towards Dorothy like creeping claws, her eyes gl
Witch Doctor!? Dorothy stared in horror, thinking she had misheard his words but judging from his stoic expression, he didn't seem like he was the kind to joke. She watched as Lucas walked in with the elderly woman from earlier by his side, her eyes were narrowed at Dorothy and her stare made Dorothy move back in slight fear. Dorothy didn't know much about witch doctors but she knew they were different from pack diviners like Agnes. Witch doctors practiced dark magic, worshiping unknown gods while the pack diviners worshiped the Moon goddess, getting prophecies and visions from her. Agnes had warned her to stay away from them. She had told Dorothy that they killed people and offered their bodies to their gods as sacrifices. Agnes told her that witch doctors carried bad luck on them, and they were extremely cunning and that she should run whenever she came across one. Now why the hell was there a witch doctor advancing towards her. Dorothy swallowed and Ace moved away, allowing t
“Eleanor!” The man’s figure cradled her body tightly, desperate to find any sign of life, any reassurance from her gradually dull expression, even a false hope would do. “Please Eleanor, please…” he pleaded, his voice breaking at the end. Her hand, despite being weak, stretched out to wipe the falling tears, the man sobbed, whispering words of assurance but they both knew who they were for. “I'm sorry, I couldn't fulfill the promise” Eleanor whispered through painful gasps, her voice barely audible but he heard it. His grip on her tightened, refusing to face the cruel reality, he muttered under his breaths but she couldn't hear his words anymore for her life began to slip away with each passing moment. “Eleanor!” Dorothy’s eyes shot open and she sat up, gasping for air. Her hand came clutching her neck in pain and she groaned as she weakly laid down back. Her strength seemed drained and she didn't seem remember her dream but she had been crying yet again. She wiped her tear
Time seemed to stretch out as Ace and Dorothy stared at each other, the world blurred around them and it felt like there was no one else aside from them at that moment. Dorothy touched her chest, expecting the harsh pain to grip her and drive her insane but nothing came. She didn't feel anything– maybe she had high tolerance to pain, that was her first thought as she stared in confusion. Ace frowned, sensing something was wrong. He knew he wouldn't feel any pain, he was much stronger than to feel a mere pain of rejection but– he narrowed his eyes at her, leaning in closer than they already were. The connection was still there, she was still his mate. “Your name?” He asked without an ounce of emotion in his voice. “W-what?” She managed to blurt out before she could stop herself. “What is your name?” He repeated like he was talking to a child. “Dorothy” She didn't know why she answered but it came out from her mouth. She could hear Alya call her stupid in her head and she inwar
No fucking way. Impossible. Whatever phrases you could use in the dictionary to describe this situation. She could hardly believe any of this was real but standing there with her rapid heartbeat seemed to have proven she wasn't dreaming and what was even more surprising was that this breathtaking man before her was hers, her mate. Damn.“Mate” she could hear Alya moan out in her head and she could feel her excitement and by the moon goddess she felt the need to pounce on him too.A sharp scream jolted her from her trance and that was when she noticed ‘her mate’ had thrown the man who he held in his grip away and he was now inching closer towards her. Something seemed to have clicked in her head and she covered her mouth, stepping away from the man that screamed danger despite Alya’s objection. Dorothy didn't know when he closed the distance that was once between them but his arms found their way to her waist, pulling her towards him before holding her by the chin as he moved close
Dorothy could feel her nerves as she stepped out of the limousine. Many eyes immediately stared at her, she was a vision to behold. She was dressed up for the first time today. The golden gown clung to her figure in all the right places, her red hair had been curled and let loose. Elegance was a simple way to describe how she looked. People's attention was easily turned towards her as she made her way with her pack with Alpha Ryan leading the group. She turned around intrigued, her heart thumping as she realized she was inside the borders of the most powerful pack.Maybe it was excitement or fear but everyone else felt the same way. They couldn't believe that after so many years, the king had allowed them a chance to enter the borders of his pack. Some hoped they could get the opportunity to see Alpha Ace but he was nowhere to be found. The atmosphere was tense as everyone made their way to the ballroom. The Nightclaw pack truly lived up to its expectations, rows of gorgeous and pow