They came like a thief in the night with no warning. One moment, my Pack were thriving and happy, and the next, it was up in smoke with the screams of the dying rising to the heavens. Rogues have been the bane of werewolves' existence. They were creating havoc and killing the innocent. They are like cancer that won't go away no matter what you do. Our Pack, the Running Creek pack, is located far south of the state. We have heard about the plague of the rogues in other places, rumours of it encroaching towards our borders, but my father never took it seriously. His mistake. My father, God bless him, was an idealist, a man who rarely advocated violence. Our Pack lived in peace and harmony. Everyone was treated equally, whether you were an alpha, a beta, or an omega. My mother, ruling beside him, was a kind-hearted omega whose love for her Pack was felt by all in the Pack. Her smile was like the sun's touch, and everyone yearned to bask in its brightness. They were good leaders a
The night was turned into a bloody nightmare, with my people fighting very hard to survive. Our dead littered the floor of the ballroom like rubbish on the streets, yet more rogues kept coming. It was an attack on a large scale. It's like something that has been planned for many nights. How didn't we see this coming? I was tired, wounded, and barely holding my own, and the only thing keeping me going was Zach fighting beside me. Between the two of us, we have managed to kill a lot of rogues, but that barely made a dent in their numbers. My father and a few of our warriors were back at the Pack defending it. The rogue planned their attack so well that they attacked us on two fronts. I kept in touch with my father through our link; he is fighting hard, just as we are. But I could hear his strength depleting. The warriors fought to keep the rogues away from where Mum and the others were sheltered. We also needed to protect the vulnerable members of the Pack: the elderly, the cubs, a
I felt faint on my feet, but Frost and I remained on our feet through sheer stubbornness. We weren't going to look weak to the new arrivals. The more minor wounds on her body had healed with our little rest, but she still had a gash at her side that felt deeper and still oozing. That proved dangerous to her. The young men, looking a little bit older than me, I believe to be patrols for whatever pack we had stumbled into, drew their guns and pointed at us. Frost growled angrily at their show of aggression. In ranking, these boys weren't even betas, and they dared challenge us. "Relax, girl, we are alone and can't take them on." Frost tried to refute my words, but I continued until she could speak. "Not in our current state." The boys were staring at Frost with nervous fear in their eyes. The hand holding the guns were trembling so badly. I believe this to be their first patrol, and I would hate for us to get shot because someone was having a case of shaking fingers. The sight of
The waiting to be addressed proved to be a long wait. My body couldn't handle the strain anymore, and so I succumbed to the call of darkness that I had been avoiding since we started on the trek. The last thing I heard before I went under was the mysterious Beta asking the boys what was wrong. Whatever answer they gave him was up for grabs as I got lost in Lala land. The next time I rejoined the living, I saw a strange woman leaning over me, with a stethoscope on my chest and the other end fixed to her ears. Her dark, curly, long hair fell over her face. I blinked several times to adjust to the brightness of the room. I had no idea where I was, and that set off my heart rate, informing the woman, who was obviously a doctor judging by the way she was dressed, that I was awake. "You are awake," she said with a warm smile. She was pretty, and her grey eyes were kind. She didn't pose any threat, which made me relax a little. "Where am I?" I tried to sit up, which proved to be a pain
The man that walked in could only be the Alpha. His presence filled the room, not just physically but also his aura. I have never met anyone who has such a strong aura as him. He wasn't alone, but he commanded all the attention. You can't precisely see other people when you have a giant in your sight—a giant in a suit. What the fuck! It is like dressing up a savage beast. "Damn, he is huge!" "Tell me about it," I replied, Frost, gaping at the Alpha like he is big foot. I am not sure that there is a difference. What is he? Seven feet, eight feet. He is a fucking A****n. "Has anyone ever told you it is rude to stare, little girl? " His deep, thundering voice shook the room's walls, one of his thick brows climbing up his hairline in a humorous arch. "Has anyone ever told you that it is rude to call someone a little girl," Frost retorted in my mind, making me whimper as I fought a laugh."Now is not the time to be a smart ass, Frost," I scolded my naughty other half. She will get us i
They were both tall and similar in appearance, except for some subtle differences. One has striking blonde hair that looks like fire, and the other has hair as dark as night. Their build was also different. One is built like a warrior, and the other is delicate like an artist. The blonde was the delicate one, almost looking feminine. He seemed so fragile, like a strong wind would blow him away. His eyes were a beautiful shade of green like the woman holding me in her arms, while the other had piercing brown eyes, much more intense like his father's. They watched me like some exotic animal, and their stare made me self-conscious. I was forced to pull out of their mother's arms and compose myself. I must look a sight with my tears and snotty nose. "You are always beautiful, even if you have a face of snot." "Thanks, Frost. What will I do without your compliments," I muttered sarcastically, wincing at her unflattering visual. "Anyway, is it them?" "You do know it is one mate, right?"
"Oh, my Moon goddess! Tell me you are joking?!" I stole a look at the blonde. Nope, I shook my head as if trying to reject the fact that this arrogant, stiff, callous prick is our mate. “I am afraid not. And that is not all!”"What could be worse than having a heartless being for a mate?" I snarled at my wolf, not knowing how much bad news I could take. Frost hesitated as if worried about how I would take the news. "Spit it out, Frost!" I demanded, wanting to get whatever it was out in the open. I am already thinking of blowing off this place and taking my chances with the rogue Alpha if it means I don't have to deal with the blonde. I don't think anything he says will surpass the blonde being an ass. “He is...” “Are you listening to us, girlie?!” Alpha Emerson's loud snap jarred me out of my thoughts, scaring the shit out of me. Of course, I wasn't listening to them. I tuned out when they started arguing about what to do with me. Mother and son were in my corner; father and big
"Mmhmm" The Alpha coughed to get my attention away from the prick. I looked at the Alpha to find his left brow arched at me. He had caught me staring at his sont, who wasn't the only one. My whole face flushed red, but I managed to answer his question. "It is fair," I whispered through my embarrassment. "Glad you think so. We will leave you now to get your rest." One by one, they filed out of the room. The Alpha and his sons were the first to leave. Ass left without looking in my direction. He looked in a hurry to go as if he couldn't wait to escape me. Dustin nodded at me before following his father out. Nyx waited like she had something to say and then spoke when her sons and mate were out of hearing shots. "Don't worry, I won't let them send you away," she promised. I stared into her kind emerald eyes, and all I could see was sincerity. I wondered why she was being kind to me. I was a stranger to her. "Why?" She didn't hesitate to speak. "Because I want to believe that if m
Chase and I lay side by side, panting after he fucked me shitless. My body was all sweaty, and he was the same. We didn't say anything to each other, as if speaking would shatter the relaxed atmosphere in the room. But we didn't need silence to destroy the little pleasure we gained from what we did. My conscience did it for me. "This was a mistake," I said and sat up on the bed. Now that the fog of lust has cleared from my head, I am thinking clearly, and I don't like what my head is screaming at me right now. I beat myself up for letting my clit do my thinking for me. I should be better than this. I didn't turn to look at Chase but got up from the bed to pick up my clothes. He didn't say anything in response to my words, so I looked at him. His expression was blank, and his eyes closed. I didn't know how to take or interpret his lack of response, so I dressed and got out of his room. Hopefully, this remains a secret between us. What happened with Chase is never gonna happen again
Chase continued to laugh like a maniac while my face burned like someone took a match to it. My hands on the tray tightened into fists as I fought the strong urge to murder him, but that would require me to turn around, and it was the last thing I wished to do. Not because he was hedious, or something. Far from it.The body I saw was an art in perfection. It wasn't muscular like his brother's, but slim and delicate-looking, like a fragile flower. An odd way to describe a man, I know, but that is how beautiful he looked. Unbidden, another part of him flashed into my mind. You would think a guy as delicate-looking as him wouldn't look so big in that department, but you're mistaken. Not only is he blessed, but just like him beautiful, even as it laid flaccid between his legs. My face burned harder as I thought things I wasn't supposed to. I felt ashamed inside me. I am supposed to stay away from Chase for the sake of my Pack, but I am letting my libido think for me instead of using my
I am not the submissive type, and having to beg and lower myself in front of these people makes me so mad that I want to lash out. The only thing keeping the cap on my rage is the years of discipline drilled into me from a young age by my father. He was the one who trained me to be the warrior that I am now, and one thing my father has always maintained among his warriors is discipline. If you step out of line, you will be punished, no matter who you are. So would any other member of the Pack who disobeys the rules and regulations that govern the Pack. My saying please was not not enough top satisfy the damn over weight woman in front of me, she had to try and prove that she has some power when she is nothing. "Why would you want leftovers? I thought you just had dinner?" She looked at me like I was some beggar from the street begging for crumbs. "I don't know why the Alpha would allow a stranger that eats like a whale into the Pack. What is she trying to do? Eat us out of the Pac
Everyone was sent out of the room, including the Alpha, for Dr. George to attend to Luna. The Alpha was hoovering too much and driving his mate and the doctor insane. Outside, he was driving us insane with his pacing. He looked as if his mate was in labour. It wasn't clear how much the giant cared for the petite woman. Their relationship reminded me of my parents, and that filled my heart with sadness. These past few days, I have tried not to think about my Pack and what is happening to them. But occasionally, my thoughts flicker to them, and I can't help the pain and sorrow that come with it. There were a few of us hanging out in the living room: Alpha and his second, Dustin, Vivian, and a few guards. Chase didn't catch up with us, and no one knew where he was. I don't think anyone cared. All focus was on the Luna. Dustin, like his father, looked very worried, though unlike him, he was a picture of composure. His calm and composure in the face of such a distressful situation is a
The four of us walked silently towards the Pack hospital, where we knew Dr. George would be. The silence was thick with tension, and Dustin and I felt uncomfortable in the presence of our two uninvited guests. He walked on my left while Chase and Vivian brought up the rear. "So, are you two together?" Vivian asked, breaking the silence. Her question caused me to stiffen inside, and I also felt a change in Dustin, though his confident stride remained. As if we were in each other's thoughts, we answered together. None of your business, and then turned to look at one another. "Jinx," we said with smiles on our faces. We chuckled, but the two behind us didn't find anything humorous in our actions. We felt their glares but pretended not to. Chase was awfully quiet, so unlike him. His usual self would have tried to push my buttons or his brothers'. I wanted to look back, but I forced myself to continue. Why am I even bothered if he was quiet or not? I asked myself angrily. I was irrit
Dutin's uncharitable greeting to Vivian caught Nyx's attention. She was not happy about her son being rude to the blonde. I, on the other hand, felt different. There could only be one reason the blonde was eating with us tonight: to cause trouble."Dustin, don't be rude to our guest," she scolded, with a heavy frown on her face, as if confused about why Dustin was behaving this way. Dustin was the model son, and from what I have seen, he was always on his best behaviour. However, there are two people who push his buttons to the extent that he loses control. One is the evil bitch in front of us, and the other is his brother. Does this mean that the dark-haired boy still cares for the blonde? It shouldn't bother me; after all, I have a mate, but still, I wasn't expecting the intense jealousy that gripped my heart at the thought of Dustin still in love with Vivian. Maybe I am greedy or just a bad person, thinking of having one brother and still seeing the other. My head might tell me
Dustin paused briefly in his hot stride at his brother’s words, the hand holding mine tightening so hard that it hurt. There was look of intense fury and hardness on his face that I feared he was going to rush back and murder his brother, but then it quickly resided and he continued on without sparing Chase a glance or a word. I was impressed by his tight control and being the bigger person. It was obvious that Chase was itching for a fight. I was also curious about what Chase meant by his words, but now wasn’t the time to explore my curiosity. We walked back to the pack in silence. It was very uncomfortable and tensed. The hand holding on to mine was gentle, but the body walking beside me was stiff and guarded. Like the first time we met. I felt anxious about his silence and cold attitude and itched to say something. But what? I didn’t know how to break the pregnant silence between us. All through the walk back, I held my peace, but as soon as we broke into view of the Pa
My eyes that were closed in pleasure flew open in horror at the sound of Dustin’s voice, and his approaching footsteps. I reacted before my brain could catch up and pushed Chase of me. It was so strong that it sent him crashing to the ground. I flew past him, ignoring his moans of pain, and rushed out of the room to intercept Dustin before he could make his way into the room. "Hey! you,” I greeted breathlessly, coming to a stop in front of Dustin, few feet away from Chase’s studio. I tried to act like nothing was amidst, but I couldn’t sell it. "Are you alright?” Dustin looked at me suspiciously. I nodded. "Why?” His regard grew focused as if he was trying to see something on my face. "You look flushed.” I blushed harder, and immediately looked away from his piercing stare. "It is nothing. Just your brother getting on my nerves. You know how he is,” I waved my hands trying to dismiss the whole things. "I had no clue that it was your nerves I had my hands all over. For that I
I felt his breath on my skin like a feather tickle which startled me and made me jump out of my skin. I turned around sharply to face him, and unluckily ran into him. How the hell did he move so noiselessly. His hand of course automatically reached out to steady me, putting us in an even more dangerous pose. My breath got caught in my throat as I gawked at his handsome face like a fish out of water. I was so wrapped up in his enteral beauty that I forgot how much I disliked him. Him being who he is of course took advantage of my momentary lapse in concentration and kissed me. My whole body went still at the feel of his lips on mine. Push him away, he is not the one you want! My head screamed but my body was just too frozen to do a thing. Fallon! snap back to your senses! Frost roared in my mind, and I blinked back to consciousness to find myself entangled with Chase. I had my both arms behind his head, his hand was against my ass holding one of my leg up around his slim waist,