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’s POVThe rain, mirroring the storm inside me, began to pour as I ran through the dark street. Each drop stinging my face, mixing with the tears streaming down my cheeks. The world around me blurred, my vision clouded by the betrayal I had just witnessed.Finally reaching my room, I fumbled with the doorknob, my trembling hands betraying me. I slammed the door shut, attempting to leave the reality of what I had just seen outside. But it didn’t seem to work. My heart pounded in sync with the rain tapping the window glass.Collapsing onto the cold floor, I was swallowed by the darkness the betrayal. Leila, the one person I trusted, and Brendan, the one I thought would finally save me from the brothers’ torment, had betrayed me.With the sound of a loud blast of thunder, I sprang up awake from my dream. It was truly raining outside, and the dream felt so real, except, it was all true — Leila and Brendan had truly betrayed me. Realizing this, the sobs escaped my chest as I curled
Shannon’s POVSwollen eyes and a deep ache within, I turned from my sleep. Having nothing else to do, I had cried myself to sleep again after the boys left me there. I looked out the window and seeing the brightness of the sun, I glanced at my phone and the device revealed that it was already noon.The remnants of despair clung to my mind as I tried to get myself together. It was time to forget about it and face reality. It was time to rewrite my fate, and by this, I meant shattering the plans for today’s mating ceremony with Brendan.Stumbling down the bed, I glanced at the mirror again, and this time, I captured the reflection of a girl who was ready to start afresh. Determination then shone in my eyes – a spark that helped me decide on what I wanted.Out the room and down the staircase, my legs led me through the heavy silence of the house as I marched to find mom. As I approached the living room, I caught fragments of conversations there, my mother’s voice mixing with Robin’s.I b
Shannon’s POVWith my hands above my head, I opened my mouth widely, yawning as if I had been engaged in an exhausting chore, meanwhile I was just waking up from an eight hour night’s rest. “Today is going to be a good day.” I affirmed, climbing down from bed. The bathroom was my destination, but for reasons best known to me, I returned to my bed. For the next few minutes, I remained in one position, my hands crossed on my chest with my gaze fixed on the door. I was trying to come up with ideas on how to make my day less boring but I couldn’t come up with any. “I will just sit back and watch as the day goes.” I muttered. Just as I was about to rise, my door flung open and Ricky walked in. “You should have knocked.” I muttered, avoiding his cold gaze. “What did you just say?” He asked, closing in on me. “Nothing.” I replied, this time around, my voice was loud and firm, though I was still avoiding his gaze. The room suddenly went silent after my response. The day was still young
Shannon’s POV Certainly, Ricky wasn’t bluffing, whenever he said a word, he always followed it until the end even if it was going to cause him to spill blood. Even if I wanted to make him feel the same way I feel whenever they bring Selena home, I will have to find another option. It would be wicked of me to risk someone’s life just to get him jealous. Besides, I was only bluffing, had no other guys to bring in, every guy I know hated and looked down on me.“Where have you been pretty? I checked your room and everywhere you always visit but I didn’t find you.” Jules said with a merry tone, snapping me from my revive. “I went out.” I replied, flashing a coy smile at him. “Really? And you couldn’t tell me?” “I’m sorry. Excuse me.” I said then turned around to leave. For the rest of the day, Ricky’s words continued to ring in my head, hence making me uncomfortable. I even tried to get a nap in a bid to forget about it, but I woke up with the thought still on my mind. At this point
Shannon’s POV After a long day at school, I was sitting in the balcony with my photo album on my thigh. This was the second time I was trying to detach Leila’s pictures from the album, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Each day, she texted me repeatedly, telling me she was remorseful for her action and wished she could turn back the hands of the clock. At some point, I wanted to forgive her because I had become extremely lonely, but each time I remembered the scene, my loneliness become replaced with anger. “Hey, take a look at yourself.” Cole said, pushing a paper into my hand. “What? How did you… how long have you been here?” I asked, admiring the sketch he had handed to me. “About half an hour now. I thought you saw me staring.” He chuckled, lowering himself on the spot beside me. “I didn’t. Oh my goodness, I never knew you were this good.” I grinned, still gushing at the sketch in my hands. “Thank you.” He replied. After what seems like forever, I folded the pape
Shannon’s POV Thinking about Eric made cold chills run through my spines. He was someone I regret knowing and would do anything to avoid. “Aren’t you going to ask how I found out about Eric?” Selena then asked out of nowhere as if reading my thoughts.When I didn’t reply, she said, “Well, I did a little research about your past and this got me wondering why the moon goddess decided to mate a low life omega with an alpha.” She smirked, pushing her hair behind her ear. “Why are you doing this?” I asked, gripping the edge of the couch. “You already know why, but for clarification purposes, I will repeat it.” She paused, then continued. “Stay away from the brothers, they are mine, not yours.” She snapped. “I…” I started, but she interrupted,“Stay away from the them, I don’t want to repeat myself, am I clear?” She asked. “Yes.” I gulped, still gripping the couch. Smirking, she grabbed her phone and purse and after one look at me, she stormed out of the living room. Breakfast that m
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