Shannon’s POVAs the brothers closed in further on me, their intentions clear and menacing, I pleaded with them to stop. “Please, I can’t break the bond,” I begged, desperation creeping into my voice.Jules, frustration on his face, snapped and pushed me against the wall. His eyes bore into mine, attempting to mark me. Despite having taken my medication that day, I felt my wolf stirring, reacting to his advances. I was overpowered, helpless against the connection forming between our wolves.Just as I felt the pull of his wolf, Ricky intervened with a forceful push, saving me from the brink. I stumbled away from the wall, my heart pounding. Panic and confusion swirled within me as Ricky confronted Jules.Ricky imposed his dominance with a stern warning about the consequences of marking me. “What the hell are you thinking?” he asked Jules.Jules stammered, attempting to justify his actions as a desperate move to keep me with them. “It was the only way to make her stay with us, to break
Shannon’s POVThe next day at school, I still wore the face of worry, and Leila sensed my distress and approached me. Concern drawn on her face, she asked, “Shannon, what’s going on? You seem really stressed.”I debated internally whether to confide in her, ultimately deciding to share a vague version of my struggles. “Family issues, you know? It’s complicated.”Leila offered a sympathetic smile. “Well, if you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here.”“Yes, I know, my dearest friend.” I said, faking a smile.As the hours unfolded in school, Brendan, Leila, and I formed a resilient trio. Our friendship became an escape from all the chaos. Even as the brothers continued their psychological warfare, I did not fail to find moments of comfort with my new allies.Yet, the threat hung in the air. The brothers were relentless in their plans to break my spirit, and they went on to plan embarrassing incidents at school and at home. Brendan’s presence and Leila’s friendship became my anchors, but
Shannon’s POVThat same night, a knock echoed through my room, waking me from the depths of my sleep. The door creaked open, revealing Ricky, his smug grin illuminated by the soft glow of the hallway light.“What are you doing here?” I questioned, my voice a mixture of sleep and irritation.Ricky uninvitingly entered in, his cocky demeanor disgusting. “Thought we could have a little fun, Shannon.” He uttered.The audacity of his proposition left me shocked. “Fun? Ricky, you have a different girl each night, and after finishing with the one in your room, which you two couldn’t let me sleep, you’re here now?” I asked, eyes widened in the dark.“Well she’s asleep now, so I thought we could come have fun together.” Ricky replied, a disgusting grin on his face.“I won’t be just another name on your list, Ricky. Go back to your guest.” I said almost screaming.His laughter echoed In the dark, small space, a sound that sent shivers down my spine. “Oh, Shannon, you’re not just another name. Y
Shannon’s POVThe morning sunlight gently streamed into the room and stirred me awake. As I opened my eyes, the first thing I noticed was Brendan’s comforting arms wrapped protectively around me.The memories of the previous night immediately flooded my mind – from the degrading encounter with Ricky to seeking comfort in Brendan that night.Turning to face Brendan, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of gratitude as we both sat up. “Thank you for being there,” I whispered, my voice carrying the weight of the vulnerability I’d exposed.Brendan offered a reassuring smile. “It’s alright. I’m just glad I could help. No one should have to go through that.”As we sat there in a moment of understanding, Brendan’s words hinted at a deeper connection between us, a bond that was more than mere friendship. The thought of having someone who genuinely cared for me gave me some hope.Recalling his innocent attempt towards me, I promised Brendan, “As mates, we’ll spend more time together. In every way,
Shannon’s POVThe brothers, with some defiance, now seemed awake, caught off guard by the unexpected return of Robin and mom. They exchanged uneasy glances, the weight of their actions clear in the air.“What is going on here?” Robin’s voice echoed a second time.“Who cares? It was a party. Lighten up.” Selena’s voice sounded from the corner of the room where she had crept back into.“What? And who the hell are you?” Robin turned to Selena.“Dad relax, it’s not a big deal. We just had a little fun.” Ricky answered.“Yeah, Dad, it’s no big deal.” Jules nodded in agreement as he tried to wake the naked girl beside him.“Fun? This is what you call fun? Unbelievable!” Robin exclaimed.“We’re just enjoying ourselves, Dad.” Cole then said with a smirk on his face.Robin continued, his voice cutting through the expansive room. “So this is how you live and call it fun? I won’t tolerate such behavior under my roof. Explain yourselves this moment!” he roared.The brothers began to mumble a seri
Shannon’s POVEven the scent of freshly brewed coffee couldn’t put away the tension that clung to the air. After the moment with mom in the kitchen, I retreated to my room.The routine of getting ready for school had become an automatic process, each action a distraction from the uncertainty that awaited me beyond my doorstep.A quick brushing of my teeth, a warm shower, and the rustling of clothes followed. The face of everything being fine that I had to maintain for the outside world felt like a stupid mask.With my schoolbag slung over my shoulder, I was ready to face another day at school. Yet, the small container in my hand, containing the mysterious potion I’d been made to take since childhood, made me to pause. The liquid held both a familiarity and a mystery.As I popped the container open and allowed the liquid to flow into my mouth, the taste triggered a series of questions. Why have I been taking this portion every single day of my life? What secrets did it hold? Mom’s insi
Shannon’s POVAs the day at school drew to a close, a cloud of thoughts settled over me, casting a shadow on the coming mating ceremony with Brendan. The thought of presenting ourselves to the entire pack, officially entering this new chapter, made my heart race with uncertainty.Returning home, I found my thoughts tangled in nervous anticipation. Mom noticed the trouble on my face as I entered the living room, a space that seemed to tighten my unease.“Shannon, darling, what’s bothering you?” Mom asked, concern in her voice as she set aside her book, giving me her full attention.I hesitated, unsure how to handle the rush of emotions threatening to spill over. “Mom, it’s just… the mating ceremony with Brendan. I can’t shake off this feeling of nervousness. What if something goes wrong?”Mom, always a pillar of support, smiled reassuringly. “Sweetheart, it’s natural to feel nervous before such an important event. But you and Brendan have something special. Trust in your bond, and ever
Shannon’s POVAfter Brendan left, the day continued with a strange mix of emotions, as I continued my experiment of abstaining from the mysterious potion. The absence of the daily routine allowed my senses to sprout in ways I hadn’t anticipated. My wolf, usually subdued, now seemed to stir with an intensity that was alarming.As the hours passed, I noticed an never-seen clarity in my perceptions—every scent, every sound, and every detail of the world around me became vivid. It was as though a veil had been lifted, revealing a sensitivity that definitely extended human experience.The most surprising revelation was the shift in my perception of the triplets. Once seen as my tormentors, my wolf now regarded them differently. Their scents, once sources of fear and panic, now carried a certain allure. It wasn’t mere tolerance; it was a wild craving that stirred deep in my core.The mating bond that linked me to the brothers, a bond I assumed would die off as I embarked on a new journey wi
Shannon, five years later.As the sun streamed through the windows, filling the room with warmth, I found myself chasing after our energetic twins, boy and girl, who are barely five years old. Laughter echoed through the house as they raced around the living room.“Slow down, you two!” I called out, trying in vain to keep up with their energy.But Jules walking in just chuckled from the doorway, his eyes shining with amusement. “Let them play, my love,” he said, his voice filled with affection. “They’re just having fun.”I sighed, knowing he was right. As much as I wanted to keep them safe, I couldn’t deny them the simple joy of being young and carefree. With a resigned smile, I watched as they continued their game of chase and catch, their laughs filling the air with screams.Just then, I felt Jules’ arms wrap around my once again pregnant belly from behind, his embrace warm and comforting. I leaned back into his arms, relishing the feel of his strong arms around me. “How are you and
Shannon’s POVThe atmosphere in the castle had shifted since Matthew’s capture. With him out of the picture, the pack felt safer, even at the borders. Ricky and Cole had returned after several days of patrolling, their faces weary but relieved.As we gathered around the dinner table, there was a sense of peace and contentment in the air. Jules sat at the head of the table, his presence reassuring and strong. I couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride as I looked at him, knowing he had risked everything to protect our pack.Ricky and Cole filled our ears with tales of their adventures at the boarders, their voices filled with excitement as they recounted their encounters with rival packs and rogue wolves. Despite the dangers they faced, they had emerged victorious and the pack now was finally safe.As we shared our meal, laughter echoed through the hall, the tension of recent events fading into the background. Even Dora and Ellie had joined in the festivities, as I’d insisted on invitin
Shannon’s POVTwo days after the investigation for Jules’ attempted murder, as I entered his room, I found him fuming in his bed, his face twisted with frustration.“They couldn’t find him,” he muttered to me before I said anything, his voice dripping with irritation. “Matthew has slipped through our fingers again.”I sighed as I watched Jules’ restless movements, knowing this was going to be a long conversation. “You need to rest, Jules. Let the guards handle this.” I said firmly, approaching his bedside. “You’re not in any condition to be worrying about Matthew right now.”Jules shot me a glare, but I could see the pain in his eyes. “I can’t just sit here while that traitor is out there,” he grumbled, shifting uncomfortably against his pillows.I gently placed a hand on his arm, trying to calm him down. “You need to focus on getting better,” I urged. “The guards will find Matthew eventually. You need to trust them.”He let out a frustrated sigh, but finally relented. “Fine,” he grum
Shannon’s POVI walked back to the castle, my mind swirling with thoughts about Matthew. He didn’t deny it. He didn’t even try to. My suspicions were like shadows creeping over me, chilling me to the bone. But without solid proof, I felt like I was playing with smoke.I found Jules in his study, buried under a mountain of paperwork. His tired eyes glanced up at me, and I could tell he was bracing himself for another round of my suspicions.“Jules, I need to talk to you about Matthew,” I blurted out before he could stop me.He sighed heavily, rubbing his temples. “Shannon, we’ve been over this. You’re letting your imagination run wild.”I shook my head, frustration bubbling inside me. “But Jules, I just need you to listen. I know something’s not right.”He looked at me with a mix of sympathy and exasperation. “Shannon, I understand you’re scared after everything that’s happened. But maybe you’re seeing things that aren’t there. It’s understandable, given the trauma you’ve been through.
Shannon’s POV“I’m not lying to you Jules, you need to believe me when I say that Mathew is not a good person. He is trying to pot against you and why won’t you believe me?” I inquired with a very stern countenance plastered on my face.“Oh please Shannon can you please just stop all of this drama? Why are you bothering yourself over something that you shouldn’t? I don’t know what is feeding you with lies but you know better than to believe everything you hear.” Jules snapped at me, walking back to his desk, and sunk into it without giving me any more regard.I knew he wasn’t going to believe me from the start but why? I’ve been on Mathew’s trial forever and it’s enough for me to know that he is planning on hurting Jules.But why won’t Jules listen? Why is he so certain that Mathew can’t do anything to him? Why am I looking like the crazy one here? All I’m trying to do is to avert him from the danger that is heading right towards him.I couldn’t let anything happen to Jules but at thi
Shannon’s POVI knew the answers I needed were not going to come that easily. I knew my instincts weren’t wrong about Matthew and he had something up his sleeves.I intended to find out because one way or the other it was going to affect someone I cared about.I had second thoughts on the fact that I might be overthinking and he wasn’t doing anything wrong.But what if he was actually what I thought he was? Doing research won’t make me lose anything but ignoring this would.I knew he had been working here and I knew exactly where to start my investigation from. The best way to get my answers is through the maids.They were the eyes and ears of everything, all I needed was to convince a maid to tell me everything. Of course, she would resist at first but later she’ll give in to some persuasion.I paced around my room thinking hard if this was the right way to go about it. What if I was wrong and I got blamed along with being called paranoid?This just has to work so I won’t get blamed
Shannon’s POVI stormed into the castle, my heart pounding in my chest. The situation with Matthew had left me unsettled, and I know I had to find a way to make Jules listen to my warnings about him.As I entered the main hall, my eyes immediately fell on Michael, playing innocently with a toy on the floor. Beside him stood Matthew, the man I found so suspicious.My instincts screamed at me to grab Michael and run, but I forced myself to stay calm. I hurried over to my son, scooping him up into my arms protectively. Michael grinned up at me, holding out the toy he had been playing with.I turned to face Matthew, my expression hard and suspicious. “What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice laced with tension.Matthew blinked in surprise, taken aback by my abruptness. “I came to see Jules,” he replied, gesturing vaguely. “One of the maids told me to wait here, and I saw Michael, so I thought I’d keep him company.”My grip on Michael tightened, my protective instincts in overdrive.
Shannon’s POV.The next day Jules and I moved into the pack house.It was still so surreal to me that I was an Alpha.Jules was almost completely healed now and he kept talking about how it was all because of his training yesterday. I mentioned to him that it was probably because of the training he’s still not properly healed yet but he just laughed in my face.As soon as we arrived in the pack house, we were welcomed by the slaves. They were all lined up in the living room in a straight line dressed in black and whiteThey had to be at least fifty to a hundred of them.What on earth did we need so many slaves for?I wondered as I scanned their faces.I glanced over at Jukes who seemed a little too confident. I wish I had his confidence. It seemed like he was used to it, unlike me.“These are the palace slaves, they are always at your service, They all have been assigned different stations. You will eventually get used to them but for now, these are the most important faces you will
Jules POVI woke up in a brightly lit room. I blinked, trying to adjust to the harsh fluorescent light.“Jules!” A familiar sounding voice called out and I frowned as her face came into view.“Shannon,” I sat up a little too quickly and groaned out in absolute pain.“Hey Jules,” she smiled at me.“Don’t move too much. You have not yet healed up.” She said, her sweet voice wrapping around me like a blanket.“You’ve been released?” it was supposed to be an observation but it came out as a question. I was so happy to see her, I couldn’t believe I had won. At some point, I had completely blacked out but if she was here with me then I had won.“Thanks to you. I’m so sorry for what you had to go through for my sake.* She said, hugging me.I winced at the pain and she quickly let go of me as if I were some fragile glass.“No,” I protested at the absence of her warmth. I wanted it back but I knew she would be too afraid to hurt me. That was just who Shannon was.“I’m sorry, you seem to still