HAZEL'S POV FUCK! is it morning already? I asked myself. I stretched my hands above my head as I yawned. I slept comfortably last night. Isis' potion helped to keep my premonitions of Harper at bay, but I couldn't help but miss seeing her face. I rolled over to my side and felt for Zander, but he was not there. His side of the bed was cold, so I knew he didn't come to bed last night. "Zander, where are you?" I asked him through the mind-link."Good morning Kitten. I'm in the sitting room, I was just about to come to get you. Someone is here to see you.""Who?""Come and see for yourself, and I am sorry I didn't come to bed last night. I got lost in Alpha business.""It's ok, I understand. I'll see you in a couple of minutes. I need to freshen up first.""Ok, see you soon. I love you, Hazel.""I love you too Zander."I wondered who would come to see me at 5:35 in the morning. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and I took a quick shower.After I got dressed. I hurried downstair
"Oh, great. Just the vampire I wanted to see," I rolled my eyes sarcastically. "Care to explain?" I held the pendant up to his face."Ah! You finally opened my gift. Do you like it?" He asked smugly."No, I hate it." I threw it in his face and he caught it."Don't lie to me, love. I can tell you like it," he strolled up to me. "I was so worried about you when I learnt you were ill. But I now see from your hostile attitude, that you're back to your old feisty self again," he chuckled."Kiss my ass, Dimitri.""Is that a request, love?" He licked his lips and smirked."Ugg, you make me - you make me soooooo," I pulled on my hair out of anger. I could feel my blood boiling. I hated that Dimitri didn't seem to respect my relationship with Zander. He was always trying to test my commitment to my mate."I make you so what - hot?" He questioned."I hate you Dimitri Winterbourne." I felt my rage growing, I wanted to burn him."Hazel, your hands, they're on fire," he answered as he backed away f
CARSON'S POVIt's Alpha's birthday tomorrow. I couldn't allow him to go on this trip without me. I knew the main reason for this journey was to fix Lun-Lun's powers so that we could find Zoey, but who said we couldn't have some fun along the way."I cannot wait for him to see my surprise.""Carson this is about saving Luna and Zoey. Plus your plans always seem to get us in trouble.""Don't worry Jinx, everything will go according to plan.""I pray to the Moon Goddess you're right."I bid Gabrielle and CJ farewell then I met Alpha and the others in the waiting area.When I stepped in the room, my eyes almost fell out of my head.Alpha had Dimitri cornered. His claws were out and so were his canines."Explain it to me again?" Alpha asked, venom dripping from his mouth."As I explained to you a dozen times before, I think I might be in some blood relation with your wife. Plus I do not see why you're angry with me - the saying goes, you can't choose your family," Dimitri chuckled."What is
"So who's driving?" Hazel asked."I am a great driver, I could drive if that's alright with you, Alpha?" James said."Sure, why not," I let out a breath while I sat on the leather couch, stretching my leg out. James settled around the driver's seat and Isis sat upfront with him.The engines came alive and we were on our way. Carson, Dimitri and Declan sat together at the bar. While Julia and Hazel sat in the corner chitchatting. It was a shame what Abraham did to her. Ushi was sitting by himself. "Hey, Ushi. Come sit next to me, we'll have a drink."I sat up, poured him a glass of white rum and handed it to him."Thank you, Alpha Zander.""No problem. So you're the new Alpha of your pack?""Well yes, but I can't seem to get anything right. If it wasn't for James, I'd be usurped."I haven't heard about wolves overthrowing their Alpha in ages, but from what I've learnt Ushi's pack was very old fashioned. "I'm sorry about that. If you ever have any problems disciplining your pack, I
HAZEL'S POVI couldn't hear what Zander and that woman were talking about, but I read her body language. She wanted my man and even though Carson explained the plan to me, I still thought it was a fucked up idea. How would Zander like it if Gerry was obsessed with me like this and I developed a scheme to pretend like we were together? That's right, Zander would blow a fucking gasket But being the good mate and wife I was, I decided to go along with their little operation. I was standing, gazing angrily at their exchange through the windscreen. I was surrounded by the others. We waited for him to execute the plan that he whipped up.He would tell her to go wait on him back at the pack mansion because he has important Alpha duties to attend to. He'd tell her that he loved her, maybe give her a little hug to seal the deal, then she'd be on her way. Then later I could fuck Zander at the stroke of midnight ringing in his birthday - but oh no, the universe had other plans. The little sl
Our kiss was so intense and steamy, I couldn't tell which was hotter, the kiss or the flames that consumed our bodies.Our tongues battled for dominance but at that moment I let him know that I was the boss. Zander submitted to me and the Goddess in me loved it. I was aware of the presence pummelling towards me. Without breaking our kiss. I raised my palm and I stopped Amy from pouncing on me. My energy stretched from my arm and tightened around the she-wolf's body.I turned my head, pulling away from the kiss. Zander followed my gaze realizing that Amy was there next to us, frozen in mid-air, clutching her neck and gasping for air. "Hazel, play nice," he sighed. "Ok." I released the hold I had on her neck and she sucked in a huge breath, still floating in the air. "Wh-what is going on - who is this Zander?" She questioned. "Amy - this is -""No Zander. I'll talk to her," I cut him off. I needed Zander to understand how women worked. You can't tell them it's over, yet you still
GERARD'S POV"Ingrid, are you sure you mixed the potion exactly as Isis said?" I asked after my nose got a whiff of the awful smell."Stop your whining and drink the thing. I have a mate to fuck. I'm trying to get pregnant again," Ingrid complained and Allen stiffened beside her."But your son is not even 3 months old.""Gerry, a fool like you won't understand. Just drink," she shoved the spoon in my mouth."Oh sweet Moon Goddess, this taste like swamp water," Percy complained."Jesus Christ! Ingrid This is awful," I coughed."It's either this or you'll walk into that assembly hall and be killed on the spot when those hunters learn you're a werewolf," Cleo added."I know Pretty girl, but why can't these potions be incorporated into fried chicken recipes or pie mixtures," I sucked my teeth."Shut up Gerry - now how do you feel?" Ingrid asked."Fine.""Allen, can you smell his wolf?" Ingrid inquired."No, I can't - it's like he's human," Allen said, surprised. "Excellent," Ingrid said.
GERARD'S POV"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" It appalled me. I couldn't believe that this was a hunter's gathering. Cages hung from the roof occupied by women dancing with snakes clad around their necks, bellies, and arms.Neon lights glimmered off the walls as a disco ball spun in the ceiling. There was a DJ at the turntable playing upbeat songs. He had on a nice suit with eyeliners and black lipstick.The guests were dancing and having a good time. It was like I was at an adult prom."Is it always this festive?" Ingrid questioned. "No, at least not the ones that I've been to before."I stood there, watching servers pour champagne into stacked glasses. A few onlookers watched in awe as the chilled beverage drizzled into the glass at the top of the tower until it overflowed, allowing the liquor to trickle down and fill the glasses sitting below.Belly dancers rushed onto the floor from behind red curtains, dressed in provocative saris showcasing their pierced navels and shimm
Alfonso led the group through the secret underground passageway beneath the castle. The air suddenly gained a musty, damp smell, the smell of death and decay. Nobody spoke until they reached a grey door hidden in the wall. “This is it, the entrance to the library.” Alfonso whispered.“And you're certain no one will be in there?” Alpha Zander double-checked. He replayed the plan over and over in his head, but something didn't feel right in the pit of his stomach. “Yes I'm sure. Prince Magnus or his guards never come here. They stay in the North and West wing of the castle.” Alfonso exhaled as he pressed the indention in the wall and the door quietly slid open. “Let's go, but be quiet.”Declan was the first person who tried to enter through the door. Zander yanked him back by his collar. “Where the fuck do you think you're going?”“I cannot stay behind Alpha. Maddox and I will go mad if we don't go to her.”“Declan, you can't go,” Lucinda warned. “But she's my mate,” he yelped.“I kn
ANONYMOUS POV"Blink! Blink!" Alpha Zander tried to coax himself. He still seemed to believe his ears had deceived him. Did the queen just say Hazel was with child? He asked himself and his wolf, Gidian answered. "That is undoubtedly what she said. Not that it's impossible, but how come we can't smell our pup inside her?"Zander's fingers stroked the side of his Luna's face, who wasn't moving an inch. "I don't know, but I think Lucinda knows why," Zander replied telepathically to his wolf. The way how Lucinda was staring told him she had some idea of what was going on. Currently, he didn't know what to make of the situation.The other werewolves were thinking the same. Confusion, excitement, and concern were only a few emotions that were swirling around in the air. And also staining the air with an enormous punch was fear. Fear of what this may mean for Luna Hazel. James remembered the first time he smelt his son growing inside Sue-Ling, the she-wolf he was set to marry. A wave of
HAZEL'S POVShe looks like me; I thought, or maybe I look like her. My hair was still dripping wet as I trudged back to the hideout. Maddox dashed off so quickly before I could even get two sentences in. I knew he didn't mean to peep on me, and it was my fault, anyhow. I knew better than to be taking baths in lakes in places that were strange to me. But I was just so irritated and my blood seemed hot, so I had to cool down. I promised myself I'd talk with Declan when I saw him. My footsteps were silent as I hiked up to the others. Lucinda's head fell backward as she laughed, just the way I always do. Her nose was a clone of mine, and her hair, though it was styled in many braids, was the same length as mine, just a bit more kinky. I glared at the woman who left me at birth, my eyes welled with tears. There were so many times I wished I had her around when I was growing up. I quickly blinked back my tears and proceeded toward them. My stomach churned the way Isis was treating her; l
DECLAN'S POVThis was torment, real torture. My wolf and I couldn't help but stare. Like glue, our views were stuck on our Luna bathing in the river. Her waist-length hair was dripping wet and delicately settled over her shoulder. Her rear was to us, and her bodacious backside was making my appendage jerk in need. I would rather not be there anymore. I wanted to go, but Maddox's paws kept creeping forward closer to her. “What are you doing?" I urged my wolf. “Let's go back."“I can't. There's something in the air telling me she is my mate," he explained. I wanted to agree with him since I felt it too. But out of respect and love for my alpha, I had to do the right thing. “But she isn't. She belongs to our Alpha and this is wrong," I told him. This caused him to stop, but not before stepping on a twig. The sound startled Hazel and made her to turn hastily in our direction. She was ringing out the excessive water from her hair. Maddox went into a panic when his eyes engaged with hers
Poor James stood completely frozen in front of his mate. His companions were just as mesmerized by the woman they saw. Her hair was woven into long micro-braids that touched the small of her back. Her Nubian nose was a little different, it had a tiny jewel that glinted on the left side. But the ebony-black skin, the wispy eyelashes, the plump coral lips, and the eyebrows that were always turned up at the inward tips, furrowed, as if judging everything you're doing, were exactly as James remembered. His eyes raked her figure. She seemed more mature, and he liked that. It had been 19 years since he'd seen her, so of course she'd look different. But one thing was for sure: she was even more beautiful than ever. “Lucinda,” James whispered. “Is it really you?” He held his breath and closed his eyes. Lucinda stretched out her fist and ran her palm over his cheek. James gasped for air, leaning into her touch. His frame erupted with sparks at every juncture of his body. “Yes, my love. It i
Hazel grew up watching fairytales on Disney Channel. She puckered her lips and kissed the Frog Prince with Tiana. Just like Belle, she fell in love with the Beast. She and Gabrielle danced with Pocahontas in the wind, and she can't forget when she fought a war with Mulan. Fairytales had always been her thing. So her imagination conjured up what she thought the Fae World would look like; gold, silver, and shimmer everywhere. She even pictured pink talking clouds that tasted like cotton candy. But to her dismay, she wasn't prepared for the truth.The portal vanished with a tremendous cracking sound, like glass being broken, leaving our nine supernatural friends stupefied. There was no wind in the Fae World. Pieces of the sky were falling like dried paint from a wall. “Is this it, Mommy? Is this where you're from?" Tia looked up to a teary-eyed Cedella. Her ghostly tears were the only shimmering detail Hazel saw. Cedella couldn't answer her daughter. The only thing she could do was moa
I DO NOT WRITE FOR A LIVING. I WANT TO MAKE THIS CLEAR. I work 16 hours every day except for Fridays. I work doubles every day because I have a mortgage and bills to pay. I have people who depend on me for survival. I just do not have the time to write. On Fridays I am busy cooking meals to last me throughout the week, doing my laundry, house shopping, running errands, or most importantly, sleeping. For those who can't wait for updates. Then do what I do as a reader, don't start a book that's not completed. I have a life outside of writing. The only reason I'm even writing this right now is because I am at a friend's baby shower and I had to ask this day 3 weeks in advance. Anyone can be upset, frustrated, or angry but I will not tolerate disrespect. If you can't wait, which I do understand, it has been forever since I've updated, but just forget about this book and move on to another book that's completed. No need to act all grimy over here. TF you think you are.
DIMITRI'S POVMy ears kept ringing, tuning out the tautologies of the merman. My bloodlust increased, and my body couldn't fathom what I just learnt. I sunk my fangs into my bottom lip out of anger. “Impossible!” Zander raged. Gidian was reeling at the forefront, ready to rip into someone. Maybe me. And Alpha Zander wasn't even trying to hold him back. “Are you sure?”“Yes. I'm sure of it.” The merman stated. “And what says you two?” Zander asked the witches. “I—I am not certain. The child calls Lucifer uncle, so we thought she was his kin,” Freya let out. “That would explain Zoey's protectiveness of her. Plus the child did seem attached to Zoey,” Prudence wondered out loud. I couldn't take this anymore. I felt the skin on my back parting. My wings only ever came out when I was feral, and, trust me, I was close. “Dimitri. Calm down. We will bring them back,” Julia stated. “You're right.” I calmed down. “We can use the same portal stone to get back into Lucifer's hideout.” “I'm
Dazed and disoriented, Freya studied the white-haired woman who was inching closer to her. Her curvaceous body with her silver hair and milky eyes made her a looker. She was beautiful, but there was something so familiar about the woman, like she'd met her before. Isis paused when she noticed Freya's confused stare. “It is I, child. Isis.”“Wait, what? But you're supposed to be old.” Freya gasped. “That's because she did something bad,” another voice made it through the rubble. Isis's gaze shot to the slender woman, pushing her body up off the ground and dusting the debris off her clothes. “Prudence!” Isis yelped. “Hello, Isis,” Prudence grinned. Tears pooled in her eyes as she pushed past her sister and fell into Isis's arms. “Oh, my child,” Isis cried. “You're alive.”“Yes. I am.”“Wait, I don't understand. How do you look so young and fresh?” Freya wanted to know. “Forget about that and come give me a hug,” Isis declared. Freya rushed and dove into Isis's arms. “I'm so happy