“I reject you Marian Storm!” Those were the words she could never have dreamed to hear from the Alpha heir to her father’s pack. And certainly not at the New Year’s Moon celebration, in front of the whole pack. Leaving the pack compound that had been her prison for three years, Marian was heartbroken and determined never to return. But she knew she would, she must. After her rejection, the only desire left in her life was to kill the Alpha who had taken over her father’s pack, failing that, she would leave the pack and become a rouge wolf. She returns home for Christmas to attend her fallen family’s memorial service. On Christmas Eve, during the pack’s mistletoe ceremony, she receives a gift she never expected, a gift no one wanted – Reyland, the biological son of the Alpha she has sworn to kill. Would this gift given to her by the moon goddess help Marian fulfill her desire to reclaim her pack, or would it stir up new passions within her broken heart and consume her instead?
View MoreCorien grunted as Dax’s grip tightened, his green eyes unblinking as he lazily watched the current pack Alpha struggle with himself.Dax shoved Corien back on the chair he had been sitting on, and Corien fell back lazily, adjusting his collar and sliding his gaze back to the file that was still in his hands.Dax stood back, glaring at Corien and bringing his breathing under control.There was a sharp knock on the door.“What?!” Both Dax and Bentax snarled at the intrusion, and Dorien cracked the door open.“May I approach, Alpha?” Dorien asked formally from the partly opened door.Dax’s shoulders relaxed, and Bentax retreated. “Of course, son, come in,” he responded calmly.Dorien entered, gazing between his current Alpha and his former Alpha. “She has crossed the border,” he said carefully. All three men knew whom he was referring to.“Remember to stay alert. She is dangerous,” Dax commented distractedly as he gazed out the sa
Dax called out, behind his wolf’s eyes, “Submit Marian! Submit!” He commanded her, “Think, Minnie. You are not the only one who will die here!” Dax continued forcefully, speaking through his wolf.And that was it, at that warning, at that reminder, that was the exact point she and her father had lost.She gazed at her father, his claw remained where they were as they stared at each other. The mind link remained broken, her father would not let her in, but his eyes were easy to read – if she were killed at that moment, he was ready to die as well.He was ready to die.And that was when the rift between them formed. The moment her father left the choice of whether they both live or die in her hands.Her eyes filled as she stared at her father’s unmoving face. If she made the wrong move, she would be lost, and her father would be collateral damage.If she died, if THEY died, who would avenge her mother and brother?“Alpha...” she pleaded, addressing her father, but only a moan escaped he
“Daaad! It’s not like that!” Marian whined again, stomping her foot like a child as she held her father’s hands in both of hers.Corien smiled at his only surviving child.“After you left I tried to talk to you many times. But you cut me off eight months ago. You cut me off, Marian…Do you still hate me?” He asked quietly, almost apprehensively.“No dad, I never did...” She replied gently.“But you went away –” He pressed.“I went away because Dorien rejected me,” she pushed back, not meeting her father’s eyes.“We just lost a battle Minnie–” He stated softly, searching her face.“But I knew him before that! I knew him for YEARS before that! I thought we were–” she threw back at her father, her words running out of her mouth.“We just lost. His father –” Alpha Corien continued, unperturbed, remaining calm and steady before the force that was his daughter.“ADOPTED father!” She spat, the bile rising in her stomach.By the goddess, how I hate that man! She screamed in her mind, and Dinka
Marian’s wolf was growling, deep and loud.She was sure that this looked aggressive to onlookers, but she knew that it was not aggression that Dinka was feeling.She stared at Reyland as he held the cloth against his bleeding mouth.Did I do that? When did I do that?I – Her musings were interrupted by an enraged father.“Seize her!” Alpha Dax bellowed, and three warriors pressed forward.Dorien was standing beside his brother, a strange expression on his face as he gazed down at Marian who was still crouched in an attack position.Her eyes went around the crowd.I’m the center of attention again. Damn it! She spat in her mind.Marian felt it before she heard it. Her father, Corien, had moved to stand in front of her, facing her and blocking her from the approaching warriors.The warriors stopped their approach as their former Alpha smiled gently at his daughter, his only remaining pup after Dax took over his pack.His deep green eyes stared gently at her and his handsome face was r
Marian spun around, bumping into some people and narrowly missing others, laughter and giggles sounding off everywhere.This was the one time pack members, mated or not, could try being naughty – whether to tease their mates, push lovers’ buttons, or simply take a chance on a love interest.Cheating was not allowed during the spin, but some tried anyway and were pulled out by designated guardians, who were the only ones on the hall floor not blindfolded.The sound of the music increased, the spinning continued and with a resounding clang, right at midnight, the music stopped.Everyone pulled off their blindfolds and eye masks and looked up as one to see who was under a mistletoe and who was closest.Growls, groans, and snickering, filled the hall as wolves saw where they were and who they were privileged to kiss first thing on Christmas morning.Marian looked up and glanced around with a small smile on her face.She was under a mistletoe and that meant one thing – someone was going to
Alpha Dax had let her leave at New Year’s, she had no illusions about this.A thought from him would have had her wrapped in chains and dragged back to the dungeons that had been her home for a month after the war, until her father had managed to get Dax to let her out.But the pack’s Alpha had not bothered. Even in her pain, reeling from the effects of the rejection, she had still felt his smug satisfaction as she ‘escaped’, and Marian was confident that he would let her leave again.He didn’t want her around. If not for her father, he would have killed her that day as well.The service Marian had returned to attend was held on the anniversary of the battle’s end – three days after Christmas.This year was the fourth one and Marian had returned because she could not leave her father to carry the weight of that day, that memory, alone.She had arrived earlier today, on Christmas Eve; and had found the beautiful silk gown she was currently wearing waiting for her on her bed, a gift fro
It was that time of the year again. The time of the year Marian hated the most – Christmas.Away from her pack for almost a year after her self-imposed exile, she had returned to fulfill her duties as the only surviving child and sibling of her late mother and brother.Goddess, how I hate this place, she mused as she strode toward the pack hall, her hips swaying as she walked purposefully toward the hall in her gold dress and strappy gold heels, all five foot eleven inches of her, as a light breeze pulled on her waist length dark brown hair and silk gown.Marian had the lean, athletic build of a warrior she-wolf and she moved like the alpha she-wolf that she was – long determine strides, her green eyes fixed on her destination, her back and head straight and upright.“Why do I have to come back here?”“All these people…! This place…! It’s exactly the same,” Marian said haughtily, speaking to her wolf, Dinka, in their mind space.At the beginning of this very year, Marian had been reje
It was that time of the year again. The time of the year Marian hated the most – Christmas.Away from her pack for almost a year after her self-imposed exile, she had returned to fulfill her duties as the only surviving child and sibling of her late mother and brother.Goddess, how I hate this place, she mused as she strode toward the pack hall, her hips swaying as she walked purposefully toward the hall in her gold dress and strappy gold heels, all five foot eleven inches of her, as a light breeze pulled on her waist length dark brown hair and silk gown.Marian had the lean, athletic build of a warrior she-wolf and she moved like the alpha she-wolf that she was – long determine strides, her green eyes fixed on her destination, her back and head straight and upright.“Why do I have to come back here?”“All these people…! This place…! It’s exactly the same,” Marian said haughtily, speaking to her wolf, Dinka, in their mind space.At the beginning of this very year, Marian had been reje...
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