*SHANTELLE*
"Thank you so much for coming, I really do appreciate it." I smiled as I took Luna Claire's hands. Her husband nodded at me as I acknowledged him. She returned with a bright smile and I turned to another guest to thank them. They all made it safely to Brownstone pack of which I am their Luna. Today was Raymond's coronation as the pack's Alpha. Don't get me wrong, he has been working as the Alpha since he clocked 18 but today, he will be seen and acknowledged globally as an Alpha, which also makes me an official Luna.I felt pride rise within me at that thought. Only I know how much effort I had to put in to be worthy of that position."Thank you," I said again to a Luna I did not recognize. They might have been from the faraway packs we had extended our invitation letters to or she might be a new Luna. Who knows?I stopped at a point when I noticed everyone's attention was fixed on a place, the smile on my lips dropped a bit. A sob broke out and a familiar voice hushed her. My eyes narrowed a bit as I tried to make out whose body it was.What was happening?I turned around, people began to move out of the way for me to see properly. My eyes widened as I stood, rooted to the ground, and shock evident on my face. Was I dreaming or was what I was happening for real?Everywhere quietened as I watched everything unravel before me. Every eye turned to me as I stared at the sight before me, watching me and waiting for what I would do. I could not move. I wish I could. I wish I had not woken up this morning to see the awful sight!My husband was facepalming an omega before everyone in the pack!Pain gnawed at my stomach as my immobile feet began to move towards them. "And what's this, Raymond?!" I gritted out to my mate, my Alpha, and my husband.He stood in a defensive stance before her, blocking her away from my reach with his stretched hands. Anger coursed through me as I glared daggers at the redhead who peeped a disdainful look at me. My brows twitched when I caught how her life dipped into a cunning smirk. Was I seeing double?"She... She is my mate." He said, dropping the bomb on me like a cold bucket of ice.My lower lips quivered as I took a step back, my hand dropping to my side. This... This was what I was afraid of. I was afraid of him finding his mate. His true mate."Shantelle. Calm down." He told me, meeting me in the eye.My hands trembled at the way he had spoken to me. Why?"I know we are chosen mates and you will always be my Luna," Then he pointed to their pack members. "Their Luna, Shantelle. I assure you, nothing has and will change. You see, Shantelle. I have tried my best to ignore the feeling but it is my hurting my wolf and also me." He said.I knew it. I had caught the way he suddenly changed. The way he would be so absent minded whenever I tell him about my day and also when we tried to have sex. He was either always too tired or too weak to do anything. I should have known. I should have.We have been the highschool sweethearts every one envied and was jealous of. We were what they called the ‘perfect couple’, unbreakable. That sounded ridiculous now. I was the daughter of a powerful Alpha who ruled over a pack in the East and Raymond just happened to be my father’s best friend son. Meeting him for the first time, I knew it was a love at first sight thing for me and probably for him too. When he officially asked me out when I was 16 and he was 17, it was on one of his visits to our pack then, almost every one knew he was going to and I appeared to be the oblivious one. I accepted because I loved him too but now… even at that time, every one kept saying that we were true mates. That must have played and gone into my head.When I turned 18, I started undergoing lessons to be a Luna even though I had to put my dreams to become a doctor on hold so that I can be that perfect Luna for my Alpha. Alpha Raymond. I must have been foolish. So foolish to the extent that I would think that when I turned 18, I was going to feel that bond with him but no… I did not. It was in front of every one just like now…I had woken up early that day and was giddy about going to school for the first time. Excitement almost had me skipping breakfast, all thanks to my mother who forced me to sit down and eat. I kept imagining how he would call me… call me his mate. Finally, it would be like a dream a come true except it was a nightmare. One that happened in the day.I had hopped off the car that day and literally jogged to the school’s hall way because I knew he would be there. The smile on my face faded a bit when I locked eyes with him and nothing happened. His face was covered with less confusion as he approached me. He touched me and I did not feel that ‘sparks’. Every one gasped at the realization that… we were not mates.Tears brimmed my eyes as they began to stream down my cheeks. “We are not mates… are we?” I sobbed.He slowly nodded, he knew. He knew that we were not but he did not tell me.“How?” I broke into sobs. Pity whispers echoed in the hall as Ray held me in his embrace.“We do not need to be fated mates, Shantelle. We have more than that. What is between us is more than that,” He said, palming my face as he looked into teary eyes. My vision was blurry. “I will always choose over and over again. This life. Next life. Another one. Shan, it will always be you.” He assured me.Lies! Lies upon lies and I was so foolish to believe him.Those who said that the mate bond is stronger than any affection were right. They were. They must have had a taste of what it felt like to be bonded to another soul.I stared at him, wishing and hoping he could remember his words to me. Before we got married and merged our packs as one, we has done from packs to packs to see if there was going to be his or my mate but there was none so we got married and became even stronger except we were not strong.I glanced around the party hall and the shock on people’s faces was an evidence that this was happening for real. Raymond… my chosen mate had found his true mate!The only person who did not seem startled by this was his Beta, Recker. He must have known too. No matter how I tried to get close to him, he just won’t accommodate me. Guess I now know the reason. I was a Chosen, not a Fated.I came out of my shocked state and began to shake my head. “This… this cannot be. No!” I began to take steps back.“Shantelle.” Raymond called but I shook my head.Why? Why was this happening to me? Not now... Not now… tears rolled out of my eyes as a memory played out before my eyes. I was back to that time when I had lost who I was. My parents... My brothers and I...“Come here,” The man who had a mask on ordered a young girl. The girl walked forward so confidently for her age and towered over me. My bruised lips trembled as I stared at the glistening and bloody dagger in her hand. She inclined her head to the side, her small lips tilting to the side.“Say hello to the devil when you get to hell,” She smirked and suddenly everything blacked out.I flinched back to reality at the impact of that action and I was back here, where my husband was with another lady.“Shantelle, I know I agreed that I will be with you but… my wolf… he can no longer take the distance between she and I. We need to stay close. He needs her." He pleaded.“Ray…” The filthy omega called his name like she had been calling him that for long. Like there has been that familiarity between them for a long time. He looked at her, nodding his head that she should calm down.Raw anger coursed through me as he turned back to me. “Shantelle, I'm sorry but I can’t stop myself… he is calling out to her.” He begged.My eyes dimmed on the filthy and tattered omega and I caught a slip of smirk on her lips. Funnily, she looked oddly familiar. Where did I know her from?“Maybe if you can be my Luna and I will keep her in the guest room. We will-”“Never!” I gritted out. “I, Shantelle, will never be anyone’s second choice!” I spat out even before he could finish. I turned around and stomped out of the place in anger.How dare he?!Tell me to be a Luna in title alone while he fucks around with her!SHANTELLE“These are the divorce papers.” I dumped the papers on the table. He dropped the pen in his hand and Recker, His Beta, rose to his feet to exit the office to give privacy.“Shantelle,” He stood, reaching out to me but I took a step back and stopped him with my hand.“Stop, sign them and let me leave.” I hissed angrily. He gave a long stare and let out a deep sigh. Picking the pen, my heart constricted as he opened the pages of the files and in a blink of eye, Raymond tore the files and looked back at me.“Never! I will never sign the goddamn papers! You can leave me. You can walk out of the pack but I will never divorce you!” He sneered, taking me by surprise.“Then reject her!” I yelled. “Reject her and prove that you love me. Reject her and prove that it is me that you want. Reject her, Raymond and let me stay!” His head dropped, hanging over his shoulder. “I can't. My wolf… he has been weakened for the distance from her for so long and if I -”“Exactly, the same reason.
*FIVE YEARS LATER*"Doctor!" A voice yelled out and my ears straightened up instantly. I turned around and immediately put the stethoscope around my neck before rushing out with the nurses in attendance. A woman who was soaked in blood from her head down to her feet was rushed into the EU (emergency unit). I walked faster and entered alongside them."Doctor, please save my mate." I heard a man cry out behind me. If not for the situation at hand I would have cast a glance at him to see how genuinely concerned he was but time was ticking fast and we could lose the lady.The nurses connected her to the beeping machine and as I wore my gloves, I asked. "What happened?""She hit her head against the wall and attempted to commit suicide but failed." That made my interest keen.She wanted to commit suicide. Why?I shook off my detective thoughts and started working on her. I checked her heartbeat and it was too slow, like someone who was hanging on the tiny thread of life. She was not going
LAURENE I got out of the car and ran into the house. Dropping the umbrella outside, I dusted off the dirt from my boots and went in. Emerald, the Alpha King's sister spun to look at me and a smile widened on her lips. "And to what do we owe this visit from our infamous doctor Laurene?" She asked, walking towards me. She was one of my numerous admirers too. I had saved her life when she tried to abort her kid. From what I had heard, the father of her kid did not want kids, probably hated the idea of having a child and she wanted to please him but eventually the kid died and last I heard, they both separated. "I am here to see the Alpha King," I told her. Her smile faded a bit but she soon gathered herself. "He is in his office upstairs." She said, signaling up. She did not need to tell me how to get there because there was a time I had come and gone from the place in the space of a month. I almost started living here. I walked up the stairs and made my way to the office. Knocking
My heels clicked against the tiled floor of the hospital, the hospital smell I had gotten used to hit me in a full blow and I scrunched my nose. "Good morning, Doctor Laurene." The nurses at the desk greeted and I waved at them with a smile. They responded and began whispering amongst themselves, obviously fangirling.I walked towards the hall where meetings were held and to my abrupt shock, the matrons were already gathered there. According to the message that was sent to me, it definitely did not seem like this was going to be a friendly meeting so I braced myself. Pushing the glass door open, I stepped in and their gazes were lifted to me."Good morning," I smiled, taking strides towards them. There was no response from them. Okay, the sign I needed.They watched me like a hawk as I strode towards the only empty seat and sat down, pursing my lips as I glanced around with uncertainty. After a while of silence and batting eyes, the head of the department cleared his throat and turn
LAURENE Three days later, I woke up to see the letter of my transfer in my email. I shook my head as I let out a deep breath. Asher did not tell me it would be this early. I had yet to start packing. I slid down my bed and pulled the curtains apart, the sunlight seeped in and I rolled my shoulders as relief washed through me. I would be leaving this place in the next one week and I did not know how to feel about that. I had gotten so used to this place that I did not think I would be leaving anytime soon. I stepped out of my room and the kids’ laughter echoed in the living room. An instinctive smile curled at the edges of my lips. God knows that all I need to be happy is just to hear them laugh and giggle without care. I paused the entrance to the living room and watched them as they played with their toys and Mrs. K placed a plate of cake before them. I shook my head as I came out of my hiding place. “You are definitely going to spoil these kids at the rate you baking, Mrs
LAURENE It only took little to no convincing for me to tell the kids and surprisingly they accepted it quite well. Even more than I imagined them to. I knew they liked this apartment but Mommy gotta move. I am sure Dozell would be happy with the way I was transferred. It must have brought him so much joy to finally see someone who was against his principles leave. I just pitied the patients. I have had Asher try to arrange some sort of program where free treatment could be advocated. He told me that it was not an easy task but it was something he could do. I don't know how to thank him enough for what he has been doing for me so far. Our loads have been fully packed and Asher has been in contact with the Alpha of the pack that I was to be arriving today. Looking back at the apartment where I have lived for the past five years, a pinch jeered at my heart. I felt like I was leaving the place that had kept me hidden from the outside world for so long. Fear engulfed me like
LAURENEOuch! I gripped my head as I slowly squinted my eyes open, trying to adjust to the dim light of wherever I was. I let out a painful groan as I sat up, leaning against the wall and taking in my surroundings with hazy eyes.Where was I?I closed my eyes once more, trying to recollect what happened and why I was in a smelly prison. My head was banging so bad and I could hardly think straight. “Mommy!” Dylan’s voice called out and I jerked to the right, wincing at the sudden impact of the action. They were just across me and my eyes went wide as everything came rushing back. I rushed forward, held back by the locked gates. Kamara was in there with them, clinging them to herself like she was trying to protect them from the horror of this situation.“Dylan!” I gripped the iron gates, watching them from afar. My chest heaved with rapid breaths as I glanced around frantically. “Anyone there?!” I yelled out, staring at the dark entrance but no sound was made.“Mommy!” Tanya called
RAYMOND "What was the conflict about?" I asked my Beta as we approached my office in the packhouse. I had just finished speaking to some business clients and also went to visit my father. I closed my eyes tight at the thought of that man and quickly took my mind off him. The Alpha King, Asher, already promised to send someone capable to help us with the situation. I’d hope so. Emphasis on someone capable. "The new doctor that came. the guards had mistakenly attacked them." He informed me. I halted to a pause. "What? attacked?" I asked, my brows scrunched up together. "Yes, but it has been sorted out. I already gave her a space to stay and she has been taken care of alongside her kids." He quickly added. My brows etched together at that. "Kids? She is married?" Something passed between his eyes but he just simply responded, "It didn't appear to me like that." I nodded, pushing the door to my office open and tugging at my tie. "Any news from Kieran yet?" He shook
The quiet hum of the office enveloped Jessica as she worked diligently at her desk. The papers strewn before her detailed the intricacies of her latest case, but her focus faltered as her mind wandered. The events of the last few days had been overwhelming, to say the least. The precinct was still reeling from the chaos surrounding Angela's arrest, and tension hung in the air like an oppressive fog. Jessica leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples as a faint headache began to pulse. She was no stranger to pressure, but something about this situation felt more complex than usual, as though there were pieces to the puzzle she hadn’t yet discovered. A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She straightened her posture, masking her fatigue with a professional demeanor. "Come in," she called, her voice steady. The door creaked open, and Bishop stepped inside. He moved with the calculated confidence of someone who always knew more than he let on. His expression
---Shantelle lay motionless on the infirmary bed, her pale skin a stark contrast to the crisp white sheets that surrounded her. The scratch on her arm, which initially seemed superficial, had begun to fester, the redness spreading ominously. Her breathing was shallow, and beads of sweat clung to her forehead despite the room being cool. Raymond stood at the edge of the bed, his fists clenched and his jaw tight. He hated this feeling of helplessness. Shantelle, who was usually so full of life and strength, now looked frail, vulnerable. It didn’t sit right with him. “Why isn’t anyone doing anything?” he muttered under his breath, his frustration bubbling to the surface. Dr. Thompson and Dr. Keiran, the senior clinicians, stood a few feet away, their faces grim as they reviewed Shantelle’s chart. The scratch, initially dismissed as minor, had escalated into something far more sinister. Infection had set in rapidly, and her condition was deteriorating by the hour. “She’s not gett
Here’s a detailed narrative exploring Shantelle’s point of view in this dramatic situation: ---Shantelle had always prided herself on her ability to stay calm under pressure. Working in a high-stakes mental health facility had taught her to manage crises with a steady hand. But this? This felt different. The halls of the facility were eerily quiet, save for the occasional shuffling of a nurse or the low hum of machinery. Dr. Thompson and Dr. Keiran, the senior clinicians, had stepped out for an important meeting, leaving her as the most experienced member of the staff on the floor. Her shift had started smoothly enough—routine check-ins with patients, reviewing treatment plans, and the usual paperwork that seemed endless. She’d just settled at her desk, taking a moment to sip her lukewarm coffee, when the first sounds of distress pierced the calm. It started as a low growl, almost imperceptible, but it grew quickly—a feral sound that sent chills down her spine. Shantelle set he
-WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME ABOUT THE KIDS?!- CHRISI sent the message to her, my hands trembling in rage as I continued to stare at the message from an unknown source. Tuning out Joanna’s happy shrieks as she updated her Insta, I waited for Adele’s response but she was not returning one. I dialed her phone and she didn't answer it. How dare she do something like that?Truly, I was aware of the pregnancy test result and I thought it was not true but with this, it was and Adele has some explanation to do. Shock morphed Adele’s face as she stared gobsmacked at the message. Mary kept calling her repeatedly but she didn't respond. Mary assumed she was not hearing her and she killed the call. How did Chris find out about the kids? Her heart hammered against her chest as she didn't know what to do. Just then her phone’s ringing tone pierced through the air and she flinched hard. It was a contact that was not saved on her phone so she knew it was Chris who was calling her. What does she say
I stared at the monitor before me, unable to make out what the profiles were indicating. The fact that all of them were purely doing well until they got infected by this plague, and everything went awry. Shantelle had warned me not to dig too deep into the data—her words echoed in my head like a persistent whisper, "Sometimes knowing doesn’t save us. It binds us." But I couldn’t stop. Each profile represented a life—a pack member whose existence had shifted from vibrant to fragile in mere days. The readings were erratic, the biomarkers fluctuating as though the disease wasn't just attacking the body but something deeper, something primal.Laurene leaned over my shoulder, her eyes scanning the same chaotic patterns. “It’s not just them,” she muttered under her breath. “It’s us.” I turned to her, confused. “What do you mean? We’re not infected.” “Not yet,” she replied, her voice colder than I expected. Her gaze met mine, steady and unnerving. “But this plague… it’s not natural. It’s
Here’s an edited and refined version of your concept: ---### **My Forbidden Stepbrother** #### **Synopsis** When Scarlet and her stepbrother Logan shared a forbidden night together while their parents were out of town, Logan fled, consumed by guilt. Five years later, he returns—now engaged to someone else—only to find that Scarlet is no longer the innocent girl he left behind. Grown into a confident and stunning woman, Scarlet is nursing her own heartbreak after discovering her boyfriend's infidelity. As unresolved feelings resurface and old wounds reopen, both must confront the tension between their shared past and their uncertain futures. ---#### **Act 1: The Night That Changed Everything** - Scarlet and Logan grew up as step-siblings after their parents remarried, living under the same roof. - A forbidden connection brews beneath the surface, growing impossible to ignore. - One fateful night, when their parents are out of town, the line between family and desire blu
LAURENE/SHANTELLEDr. Keiran ran me through everything that I needed to know and I came to understand that it was not just them that were there. They had other assistants but they were the top. I knew they were wary of me. I could sense the energy that they thought low of me. RAYMOND Sitting in my office, I haven't stepped out since I entered yesterday morning. There were lots of workloads and Zonal was going around the smaller packs in the north to see whose dead body that was. I closed my eyes briefly, feeling fatigue searing through me but I needed to finish this up and then move to go through the history of the pack. Maybe I could find something related to the plague. My father had indicated that I needed to look into it. Ever since he came down with the illness, he has been saying lots of things that didn't make sense to me. At least, they did to him. For years now, I have been looking to see if there was something more to the plague but I have not found anything yet. It was
RAYMOND Sitting in my office, I haven't stepped out since I entered yesterday morning. There were lots of workloads and Zonal was going around the smaller packs in the north to see whose dead body that was. I closed my eyes briefly, feeling fatigue searing through me but I needed to finish this up and then move to go through the history of the pack. Maybe I could find something related to the plague. My father had indicated that I needed to look into it. Ever since he came down with the illness, he has been saying lots of things that didn't make sense to me. At least, they did to him. For years now, I have been looking to see if there was something more to the plague but I have not found anything yet. It was as if it just appeared and disappeared which was quite crazy. The cause of the plague just seemed to have disappeared and it was starting to drive me crazy! Whosoever did this was sure very good at it. Letting out a deep sigh, I pinched the bridge of my nostrils.
SHANTELLE/LAURENE I have not sensed anything unusual in the pack since I came. Although everything seemed to be organized, I knew it was just a camouflage. If I deduct based on what Asher told me about the pack, he said they were suffering from the breakout of an illness but I didn't see anything close to that. Could it be some sort of trap? For me to come here? I shook my head, dismissing the thought. Raymond does not even know that I still exist. In fact, he must have forgotten me. If his Beta, Zonal, could still recognize me. Then I must avoid meeting him at all costs. “Mommy! Where are we?” Dylan asked me. I looked down at him where he stood, holding my hand. His eyes reminded me fully of Raymond’s greyish eyes. I smiled, looking forward. “At your…” I trailed off, catching myself before I let my thoughts out. “Huh, mommy?” I glanced at him, clearing my throat. “Erm…” I crouched down to his level. “I was told to come here for work so you should try to socialize y