ARI
For a cruel day, the weather is perfect.
The cold air hit my skin and I exhale, feeling the weight of my circumstances heavy on my shoulders. I have never considered this to be my home, but the view on my balcony of my bedroom is so beautiful. The vast green rolling fields before a forest line breaks it is so perfect.
I sigh when I scent the pancakes that mother is making me for my eighteenth birthday. Every wolf looks forward to this day, the mark day when they will meet their mate.
I hear my mother coming in and I slip in my bedroom, jumping in bed and pretending to be still asleep. I am determined to avoid any confrontation today if I can and being absent until I am off to the new school.
The thought of the new school makes me nervous but I will myself to be calm when I hear my mom turning the knob to my room.
“Honey, wake up. It’s a new beautiful day,” she goes straight to the window and draws the curtain and comes to sit beside me.
“I know you are awake, so stop hiding from me,” she cajoles gently and I groan and propping myself up on the pillows.
“There is nothing beautiful about this day mom, I just want to sleep in and make it go away.”
She chuckles, tucking my blond hair behind my ear. “You are on the cusp of meeting lin again, and then your mate. It’s something to be happy about.”
“We both know lin is not coming again, she disappeared. And my mate died,” I whisper, feeling tears prickling at the back of my eyes.
I shifted when I was nine, very early for any wolf to shift. Then tragedy hit and lin, my wolf, disappeared. Everywhere we go for help, they say it’s because of the pain I went through. That the only person who can make lin come back again is me. I feel less and less every day when lin is not around, and today is especially hard.
“Oh Ari, no,” my mom takes my arm. “Your wolf, lin might have manifested when you were so young but that’s because you are an alpha female. It’s not that she won’t come back, she will. We were told she will,” my mom’s comforting voice and optimism makes me feel a little better.
She partly feels responsible and I want to assure her that it’s not her fault but I don’t know how to. Speaking about the painful past now seems like opening a wound that has already healed.
“It’s fine, I have heard of many wolfless werewolves. It’s not a big anomaly. What I will do is be positive, because I don’t want you to be sad about my problems,” I speak in a cheery tone and she sighs.
“You don’t have to be so brave and strong for my sake; you are my child. You can tell me how you truly feel.”
No I can’t.
If there is one thing I have come to make sure is not make my mom sad or hurt. It doesn’t matter how, but I have always made sure to make her happy and see that things will be okay. That’s why I am so happy that Mr. Parker is with her and keeps her happy and loved, especially when I am not around.
“I made you birthday pancakes, so when you shower, come downstairs.”
I nod and smile at her as she leaves my room.
When she leaves, I plop on the bed again, staring at the ceiling, nervous about the second thing in the list of problems today. I am attending a new school in my senior year and I am more nervous than anything because the king of that school, is Mr Parker’s son, Zade.
The prince of Bloodhound pack and future king alpha. Everyone knows who he is, and even though my mother is a second chance mate to his father, we have never met nor fraternized. It is not a secret that he hates my mother and i.
Its going to take a lot for me to adjust in the school, because getting in the last year in a school that the students have all grown up together will be hard to be accepted. I just need to be a wallflower, stay lowlekey and not attract any attention to me, until I am done then I can leave this pack.
And most importantly, stay away from Zade Parker.
My mom and Mr. Parker are all seated at the dining table when I get downstairs, the two servants who serve us food standing patiently at the side for us to have breakfast.
My chair is drawn and when I sit down, I inhale the pancakes that are leaded with strawberry and cream infront of me.
“Yum! You made it look like cake mom,” I laugh and Mr.Parker laughs holding my mom’s hand.
“Well, I know you are a fan of cake but since you didn’t want one, I had to improvise,” her smile crinkles the sides of her eyes. “Do you like it?”
I take a small bite in my fork and the sugary taste explodes in my mouth,” it’s so good, thank you mom,” I tabk her smiling.
She nods her head, and looks at me as I eat. She is the most beautiful woman in the whole world, and I know Mr.Parker thinks so too because of how he never seems to be able to keep his eyes off her.
“We will take you to school, see you off and spend a little more time together,” my mom holds my hand across the table.
“I could go alone, it’s not a problem, I don’t want to inconvenient you or Mr. Parker. He is already so generous for enrolling me in the school.”
“It’s not an inconvenient, and you are my family, Ari. You don’t have to formally address me,” Mr. Parker says with a kind smile.
The king alpha, Mr. parker has been more than generous towards me and my mother and even though I will never tell my mom, I never touch the money he has set in my account, or any of the perks of having a king alpha as your mother’s mate.
Ever since my mom and I became part of his family, he has been like a father to me. He has schooled me and ensured that I am comfortable, and a legacy like he is. He has made my mom his Luna and his queen, of the whole of west continent.
He is basically the royalty and we were officially made royalty into the new world. He rules over strong powerful packs that his name is known all over the world, because of how fierce and a powerful alpha king he is. His son is following his footsteps by establishing his name and power all over as the future king alpha.
“So, are you ready for the new school? Everyone there is from well-known packs, top students and the legacies study there too. You will fit in so perfectly with your top grades, your impeccable skills and if anything goes wrong, let me know and I will smooth it over. I want you to have a good time and live a happy life,” Mr. Parker tells me.
The legacies are the five original families of werewolf race who are considered the royalty. Each family has branched of and has its own packs, all over the world, like a family tree. To say they make me uncomfortable is an understatement.
Nodding, I force a smile and take a drink.
“I will do my best, I won’t let you both down. But I don’t want to raise your hopes in terms of a mate, because the school already knows I am wolfless, I don’t think anyone can accept me with that defect.”
“I am the alpha king, and whoever dares call you wolfless or try to touch hair on your head, I will deal with them. And you are not wolfless as you will still continue getting the help you need; we will be with you and support you all the time,” Mr. Parker affirms me so fiercely that I feel a flicker of emotion. I remember of my own father and that makes me get a little teary.
He sees it and so does my mom, who leans on him in comfort.
“Aw my baby, I will never let you go through anything alone. We have Jacob with us now. We are safe.”
I nod, allowing Mr.Parker see the gratitude in my eyes and he nods.
Time to go to the new school and see what awaits me.
ARIThe limo rolls through the massive gates and a long driveway comes into view, giving into tall stone buildings that look like castles. The school is so massive, and beautiful that it puts to shame all the private top schools I went in the human world.“Do you like it?” Mr. Parker asks me and I nod, while turning to look at them. “I wanted us to stay and meet your new friends and mates but Jacob has a meeting in New York so we are leaving tonight; you don’t mind do you?” my mom asks and I shake my head.“Mom, I will be okay. I will let you know everything tonight,” I wave the gadget I am holding, “I have this thing called a phone, it allows people to communicate when they are long distance.”My parents laugh, my mom rolling her eyes at me. “Look at you, treating me like an old lady,” she cajoles, and I laugh as I look outside the window again just as the limo stops.Some students are mingling at the front and I wonder how I will be received since I am the only one who is attending
ARIStanding 6’5 foot of perfection is looking at me with … hate and murder in his eyes that I forget how to breathe.Dressed in all black, his hands are tucked in his pickets, his perfect body so evidently godly sculpted despite the layers, a sharp jaw, chiselled cheeks, and piercing blue eyes. His hair cropped short leaving the front a little longer, he is so magnificent, insanely beautiful it should be a crime.“If you are done ogling-““I am just wondering why you have declared war on me. I just got here.”The lanky guy who is behind me chokes and I wonder what his deal is.“Don’t ever interrupt me when I am speaking again.”I have imagined my first time meeting the prince so many times and it always involved us wearing formal clothes, and acting cordial even though the only thing that connects us is our parents. I never thought it would be this harsh and unwelcoming.He comes near me, his alpha energy palpable that the lanky guy starts to choke. I try to hold my own but I feel i
ZADEI never expected her actually to come here.She must have been so stupid or deluded because when I saw her getting out of the limo with my father and her mom looking like a perfect family, I knew she had just signed her death warranty.I haven’t seen her physically before, but I have kept my eyes on her all these years since they came to my home. Ever since my father mated another woman and forgot about my mom like she never existed in the first place.Nothing pained me more than when he assumed to be perfect and began being an actual father to her and a loving doting mate to the whore of the mate who then proceeded to come into the house, my mom’s house, and get the title, Luna; the title my mom was proud of.I hated them.My thoughts are cut short when I see her walking towards the ballroom from the balcony I am standing on. I didn’t think she would attend, but she is; walking and looking like she belongs here. I want to show her how much she doesn’t and make sure she regrets i
ARI“What a phony!”“So delusional!”“I don’t even feel sorry for her. Everyone knew Zade was choosing Olivia tonight.”The students sneer and talk about me so openly, throwing me disgusted glances like I am the worst person in the whole world.I do feel shitty but it has nothing to do with the way the students are all looking at me where I am still on the floor, tears running down my face, looking like a mess.I try to stand up but trip on my dress and fall back down again and they snicker, before going back to the ballroom and closing the door behind them.They can’t stand my sight.I have always been alone and I never minded it, because I knew I had my mother. But in this moment I feel so alone in the world when I am left in the hallway. I knew that getting mated to Zade would not end well, but this was a catastrophe.I am still feeling our shredded bond very fresh and I wonder if I will ever heal, or if the pain of being rejected tonight is going to add to the grave of pain that I
ARIHave you ever felt so alone in the world that you knew that no one was coming to save you?No matter who is around you, they won’t help you even if you are on your last breath. When you can’t reach out to those who can help you because your back is against the wall?That is my life.The first days are supposed to be chill, and boring and the new student is supposed to be invisible.Not me.At least not this time.A hot cup of water is thrown on my face and I feel it burning my skin, scalding me that I am in so much pain but I don’t cry out.One thing I promised myself yesterday night after reality dawned on me is that I won’t cry. I have no more tears to cry, and giving them the satisfaction of seeing me crying and in pain is something I won’t do.Even though I want to cry out and run to stick my face in the freezer, I only clench my jaw as I try to open my eyes.The girl in front of me is smirking, looking at me …daring me to say anything. I am nothing here. A mere dirt, poor, ch
ZADEI settle my eyes on the girl who is giving me the cold shoulder like she has any right to ignore my presence.So, my mom died and then my father found another woman immediately after. There is nothing wrong with having to fuck another, but to marry the said woman, to mate her and claim her, months after my mom’s death? That’s downright cruel. To make it worse, he invited the whore and the daughter to my house. The home my mom has decorated and made it ours. The home she grew up in. Then she redecorated. The last time I went there, I couldn’t even recognize anything. All the memories, any trace of my mother is gone and what’s left of our family … is nothing. All gone.So yes, I hate them. They have taken my family away. I hate my father as well. How could he do this to my mom?I hate him and his new family. I hate them all.If I hate them and I want nothing to do with them, then they should stay in their space and I will stay in mine. The contact should be as minimal as possible.
ZADEI am far ahead of all classes, a requirement I have been drilled into since I could walk and attend school.That’s why I can afford to miss the normal classes and meet my grandfather.I have always been close to him, but ever since I fell out with my father, we have been closer than before. I meet him in the country clubhouse outside Oakland.“How is school?” the tall man whose strength I can feel even standing a few feet away asks me.Our generation has always sired alphas and leaders. We have always been the king alphas, and I will continue the bloodline by making sure my children and the children of my children all follow in their footsteps.“I have passed all the examinations. I am ahead of all classes by two lessons,” I respond as I hit the small ball with my stick feeling impressed.“That is the bare minimum. How is your combat level? Are you keeping up with the training? Political classes that you are taking outside your normal school work?”My smug smile fades as I nod. I
ARII don’t have any other class with the devil’s incarnate which is a relief. I don’t see him either and that should come as a relief, but simply because I can’t see him doesn’t mean what he can’t do his minions can’t too.I get tripped as I leave classes, I find garbage in my locker and I stand through all the classes.Not a single time does a teacher blink or even ask why I am standing instead of sitting. I tried sitting in the last class I had today but then a guy stood up and broke it.He then told me I could sit down.I am on my last thread. I feel like crying but I won’t. I am hungry, knowing that what happened during lunch will happen again at dinner time.I took a plate and went to serve myself at the huge cafeteria that could have been a five-star hotel. But then the servers all closed the buffets and ignored me.It didn’t matter whether I asked them to open or even ask them why they were denying me food. It was like talking to deaf people.But once I walked away, they were
ARI“nothing.”I huff out a chuckle. “you went through all of this just to tell me that you know my secrets?”“I know what makes you tick. Your volatile temper, your unstable wolf, all in the palm of my hands. What do you think I am going to do with you?”“I am not your toy to play with.”“Who said anything about playing with?”“Is this another prank? Is your girlfriend going to pop out of the shadows recording us?”Zade’s sardonic laugh is enough to tell me no. “livie’s games are cute. If I started my games with you, you wouldn't survive.”“why? Why are you doing this?”“Because I want to get to know you better,” his smile sends warning signals to my brain. “see, I got mated to you, the universe’s way of a dirty joke. I mean you are mine to do whatever I want to. You are a girl that I want to see shine. Burn and burst into billions of sparkles, light up the whole sky.”He stands up, walking towards where I am stuck in place by his will. “I want to know every little thing that is goin
ARIThere are too many stairs.My foot slips, almost making me fall down the endless stairs, but strong hands catch me. That makes me giggle, my head bowing.“I am so drunk.”“my shoes can attest to that.”“I will send you money for dry cleaning.”“you're yet to pay for the clothes but whatever.”That makes me pout, looking at the back of the boy holding my hand and leading me upstairs. “do you think I won't do it?”“do what?”“pay you back.”“I don’t care.”“Why don’t you like me?”“you puke all over, get drunk with strangers, and make a mess whenever you go. Should I continue? The list is long.”“you are hard to like too you know?”“I don’t care.”“even if you smell nice, even if you are the most attractive person I have ever seen, you are the coldest, most heartless person I have equally ever seen. Your dark soul cancels out the physical appearance.” I shiver.“I am sure Seb would love to hear that.”“Charming is the best!” I hiccup. He is gentle and sweet, he listens, and he told
ARICharming does not take long.The bottle doesn’t have the burning effect like it did in those first gulps. Now it's going down smoothly as I tiptoe around the huge room, looking at the empty and bare room save for the clothes and the bed.Whose room is this?The one I was in didn’t have anything either, just a bed and nothing else. Is this his style? Minimalism?How typical.I walk over to the large window and push it open. I sit by the sil and look at the view. A garden. The moon is on a crescent tonight, the breeze is so soothing and cool over my hot skin.The world is slightly tilting though. I get off, the curtains fluttering as the breeze flows in the room. I think I should stop drinking. I am starting to feel like the room is moving even when I am not.Someone walks into the room. When did the door open?“Miss me?”“Charming? What took you so long?”I start walki
ARIIt’s not hard to find Charming.Sebastian, that’s what the jerk called him. He is leaning on the kitchen wall, drink in hand as he watches people dance. He is very attractive; tall, blond, blue eyes, an athletic body that’s showing under his snug white tee, and low-riding jeans.With such a face and a body, I know he must have a girlfriend or a mate. Some girls are dancing in front of him, trying to catch his attention but he doesn’t seem interested. Doesn’t even look at them.He looks like he is about to leave too. That’s my cue.“You aren't planning on leaving me alone at this party are you?”He turns around, surprised followed by a smile echoing on his face as he looks at me. ”I thought you were under lock and key for the rest of the night.”I ignore that and choose another direction. “Leaving already?”“Not anymore,” his gr
ZADESomething has been wrong for days now.The girl I hate seems to have invaded my mind, body, and soul. I wake up thinking about her, I walk around the campus, looking for her, hoping to get a glimpse of her. I wonder how she is, think of her, and want to feel her around me.She is a disease, a virus that has crept up on me and invaded my senses. Nothing seems good enough for me anymore unless I feel her, I feel her presence and I am comforted by that.I have turned to this desperate person I don't recognize anymore. The only time I get to feel her is when she is asleep, then I can slip through the wall that she has put up. She doesn’t know how to keep me blocked all the time, which is working for me.I creep into her space, through the bond, watch her, feel her, and slip out as quietly right before she wakes up. That’s how my days are these days.This girl, this girl I am meant to hate and crush under my heel has turned me into a desperate, weak being.There is nothing I want more
ARII have imagined how it feels like to die.So many scenarios have gone through my mind including drowning. It's one thing to imagine and it's another to experience it.I am sinking, my limbs are usually flapping but I am still going down. The first instinct is to scream, but my mouth fills up my mouth eyes sting and the more I inhale, the more I feel like my lungs are giving up on me.No one is going to save me.At some point, I can only watch the lights above getting further and further, the heaviness growing inside me and pulling me under. The water ripples above me, but it seems like miles away. A figure is coming towards me, almost in slow motion.I start closing my eyes, beginning to feel light, starting to give up on the force that’s urging me to kick and try to save myself. The urgency to live is slowly fading away.Hands grab my hand, jerking me and I try to open my eyes, I do but it's just too much. It feels so hard to stay awake.Someone is pressing on my chest, and a muf
ARIEver since I stepped into this school, I have been seen.Eyes have watched me get stripped off, thrown to the ground, stomped on, and left there to lie in my own misery. They have seen too much. They have seen the emptiness, the desire to be seen by another that plagues me, the cracks in my soul.I didn't have anywhere to hide; still don’t.So whenever someone looks at me, they look at me like they know everything about me.Charming isn't looking like he knows me or knows of me. he is looking at me as someone who wants to know about me, from me.“are you going to take a drink?”I am still holding the cup. It smells horrible. I think I make a face because he starts chuckling. “it's supposed to smell like that but it makes you feel good.”“does it taste as it smells?”“worse.” he purses his lips and nods. “it tastes way worse.”I raise my eyebrows at him in curiosity. “I thought you would have encouraged me or even lied about it.”“I don’t want you to hate me when I have just met yo
ARICrowds are always jarring me.Loud noises and so much activity makes me feel like I am in the middle of a tornado and I can't escape it.Immediately I get near the massive black gate, the noises become more prominent. There is aloud heavy music playing somewhere in there, a stark difference from the dark, quiet path that leads to the residence.I look behind me, shoes scrapping on the pavement, and exhale. What do I need to do in there? I can be like Mimi, get in bed, finish my series, and sleep. Nothing will happen to me in the comfort of my bed. I didn't have to deal with this uncomfortable feeling or even the thought of how unpredictable things can get tonight.But I have been doing that all my life- laying low. In my comfort zone. I don’t want to hide anymore. I am itching to have some fun in my life and live a little and that means walking past the black gates and into that party.I dig in my blazer’s pocket and thumb the invitation card. Am I supposed to show it to someone,
ARIThe first thing I sense when I wake up is that I am not alone.Someone is flipping pages beside me. I open my eyes and turn to see who it is.“You're awake!”Mimi.I sit up touching the back of my head. I can't believe he hit me.“how long was I asleep for?”“mmh, about two hours. The classes are all done.”“Great,” I get off the bed and stretch. “why is everyone such a bitch in this school? We respect for you of course.”“you will get used to it.”“I don’t like how you say that,” I glance at her. “do you just sweep things under the rug because you don’t want to face them?”“Well yes. That’s me. I don’t like confrontation, I would rather die than put myself in that position willingly. But I do see how harsh they are to you. It's one thing to jump you but to hold a party and invite you to? Do they plan on killing you there?”That perks my interest. “what party?”Mimi looks like she has let something slip out. “oh, uh, no party. I never said anything about a party, what?”“you said