Mirage's P.O.V I waited for Alex to return all evening but he was nowhere to be seen. I had woken up hardly an hour ago, after sleeping peacefully all morning, afternoon and almost till eight o' clock. And then Sarah had gotten me a late lunch-dinner…linner? Sarah had also given me a heads up that he might be running late…quite literally, because he had been assigned outer perimeter patrol duty from today onwards. And he had also been made the supervisor of his patrol division. I knew that he had his duties to fulfill and a pack to take care of…but after that dream, I became more and more anxious the longer I stayed away from him. I didn't know if it was normal or I was just being clingy…but I really missed him and it had only been a few hours since I last saw him. I stood by the open door, pacing around my room once and then returning to the same spot once again because every time there was a noise down the hallway, I kept thinking that Alex might have re
Mirage's P.O.V "Then take me." I told him. "Make me yours tonight." Alex's head snapped up in my direction, his eyes pure golden. "Say that again." "I want you Alex." I swallowed, debating if I was making a mistake or not. "I think…I think I'm falling in love with you." The next thing I know, my lips were being consumed by his and my back hit the mirror on the wall behind the counter. Alex put his hand at the back of my head to save me from the impact, cushioning the blow, but I hardly paid attention to it. My mind had gone completely blank the instant his lips had touched mine and I was about to lose control in the best way possible. The closer he drew me in, the more I felt the heat of his shaft right at my apex, rubbing over my folds through the barrier of our clothing. But I didn't want that! I wanted our clothes off! I wanted him inside me! My hands reached for his shorts again, but this time, he
Mirage's P.O.V I entered the dining room the next morning to find Julian being chased around the whole room by two little girls, about the same age as him, while everyone watched from the sides in amazement. I paused, raising my eyebrows in interest as I watched the scene unfold in front of my eyes. From across the room, I saw Freya and Sarah doubling over in laughter as Julian looked all but ready to burst into tears. "Someone mind telling me what's this about?" I whispered to no one in particular, as a crowd began to form around the three kids, everyone trying their best to hold back their laughter. "Julian's been chosen as Prince Charming in his annual middle school play," Derek Roland, one of Alex's old friends told me, chuckling as Julian neatly dodged one of the girls at the last moment. "And his two admirers are furious that none of them got to play Cinderella." "Really?" I chuckled. "Then what part
Mirage's P.O.V "I hope you didn't take our teasing to mind, did you?" Sarah asked me once she had sorted out the dress she was going to wear to the birthday party. "It was just mindless teasing. Don't mind us." "What exactly happened?" I asked them both. "No matter what…I just can't imagine Alex to be that kind of a man who would just go around sleeping with women…" I shook my head of the images my mind was trying to conjure up, especially of Alex and Cindy together…naked and in bed… "Did he and Cindy…?" "Not really," Sarah shook his head. "Cindy and two of her cheerleader best friends were sometimes linked with Alex, but he didn't start sleeping around until he was well into his twenties. It was mainly Derek who slept with all three cheerleaders and was damn proud of it." "Man-whore." Freya rolled her eyes at the mention of Derek and I got this feeling that the two of them did
Alex's P.O.V The birthday party was in full swing and the birthday boy, Jeremy's family, were already betting on who the boy was going to be mated to and how that prospect would affect their position in the pack hierarchy. So far there were three candidates and all three were very close to Jeremy one way or the other. But unaware of his parents and aunts betting games, the birthday boy was just out there, having the time of his life, blissfully unaware of the peer pressure that his innocent mate would be put under. "This kinda reminds me of you and Sarah," I told Cam as the three of us sat towards the outer edges of the room, enjoying our spiked drinks from afar. "And there are still people out there who try to find new ways to manipulate the mating bond." "Must I be reminded of that treacherous time as well?" Darcia commented with a sour expression. "To think that the two of you hid your relationship status so well, even your
Mirage's P.O.V I gasped as the sight unfolded in front of me. The entire rooftop had been decorated with fairy lights as well as candles and bouquets of red roses everywhere. And right at the centre of it all was a large table set for a bunch of people, with drinks and tons of food. But what really caught my attention was the gigantic cake right at the centre…not just any cake…a geode cake, with amethyst as the prime colour. And at the top of the cake were two purple candles with the numbers two and three side by side. "It's never too late to celebrate." Alex whispered in my ears, leading me towards the cake. My heart…dear god! Someone save me before my poor, poor heart exploded with joy! "H-how?" I whispered back, my voice hoarse; thick with emotions. "We planned it last minute, and the chef was more than happy to make an extra cake." Alex told me. "Although, he did warn us that the frosting might not have fully se
Mirage's P.O.V "Alex…" I whispered, feeling like I was almost out of breath. "Are you sure?" "I confirmed with Daisy and she has assured me that your vitals have been stable since you started wearing that bracelet and we trust you completely." He gave me as smile as he picked out the pin and set the box aside. "You can now be free of the bracelet." I looked at his wrist, where the same bracelet was blinking its green light. It would feel like a loss…if I took it off now…but wasn't this exactly what I had wanted ever since I came to my senses? To be able to be free? Swallowing my nervousness, I held out my hand and Alex took I carefully, slipping the pin into place right next to the blinking light. Nothing happened for a good second as I held my breath…and then the light turned red and a clicking noise was head before the bracelet parted down the middle, finally coming off of my hand. Alex took it carefully and placed
Alex's P.O.V "Alex!" Her moan echoed inside my mind, driving me wild with desire. But I held onto my sanity and pushed another slow inch inside her soft, damp flesh. Fuck! She was tight! And yet she squeezed my shaft in just the right manner as I pushed inside of her completely, burying myself to the hilt inside of her warm embrace. "Mirage!" I groaned out her name through gritted teeth, placing my forehead on her shoulders to collect myself as I saw stars. Fuck! This was just the beginning. I was barely inside of her…adjusting myself to the size of her womanhood. But if this is how it felt like to be just inside of her…then how was I going to survive the rest of it? I pulled back completely, almost to the tip, before pushing back inside her to the hilt. A groan escaped my lips as I wrapped my arms around her from behind, felt her entire body tremble. "Mirage?" Concern laced my voice as I stopped all movement. "Are
Lilac's P.O.V It's been a long ride and a very eventful one at that and anytime I think about what Krimson and I have been through, I'm just grateful we had the strength to go through everything we went through and we were able to come out of it even stronger than how we were before. As the sun cast its warm, golden rays across the university campus, I found myself sitting on a bench, the weight of decisions pressing against my chest. The soft whispers of the leaves rustling in the gentle breeze mirrored the conflicted thoughts swirling in my mind. Krimson, my mate, had offered a future tied to our pack, an enticing prospect for many, but not for me. I gazed at the sprawling grounds, feeling a tug in my heart that wasn't just about academic pursuits. The university held promises beyond the textbooks and lectures. It offered freedom—freedom to carve my own identity, to explore knowledge that extended far beyond the boundaries of our pack's traditions. I yearned to brea
Krimson's P.O.V I woke up to the pale light filtering through the hospital room, the faint beeping of monitors sounding in the background. My vision was hazy at first, the events leading up to this moment a jumbled mess in my mind. As I blinked and slowly tried to focus, the first thing that became clear was Lilac's form, peacefully asleep in a chair next to my bed. Relief washed over me as memories flooded back, fragments piecing together into a coherent narrative. "Lilac," I whispered softly, my voice hoarse from disuse. She stirred slightly, a faint flutter of eyelashes against her cheeks, but she remained deep in slumber. The sight of her there, unwavering by my side, despite everything that had transpired, filled me with an inexplicable warmth. I couldn't help but recall the chaos of that night—the confrontation, the whirlwind of emotions, and then the blankness as consciousness slipped away from me. But here I was, waking up to her steadfast presence. It m
Lilac's P.O.V I watched Silver hurl accusations at me, adding to my guilt. I wanted to explain, to make her understand that it wasn't intentional, that the circumstances had shifted beyond my control. But words seemed to desert me in that moment as I grappled with the weight of her accusation. However, Krimson's voice echoed in the room then, commanding even though weak. "Silver, it's not Lilac's fault," he said firmly, his voice carrying the weight of authority. "I made the decision. I took action to protect." Silver's gaze snapped toward Krimson, her eyes filled with disbelief. "What are you saying, Krimson? You hated her, didn't you? Then why would you risk your life to save her?" Krimson shook his head solemnly. "No, Silver. I never hated Lilac, it was our circumstances that I hated. It felt like the Goddess had played a cruel joke on me. But I couldn't run away from a bond fated by the goddess herself, Silver. I had caused Lilac enough pain as it is…I
Lilac's P.O.V I nodded, my mind racing with the urgency of the situation. I moved towards Silver, hoping against hope that all of this worked. "Silver…" I called out to her slowly, making her head snap in my direction. "Please…you need to stop all of this." But Silver's face twisted in a sinister smirk. "It's too late to stop any of this, Lilac. This ends with one of us." "It doesn't have to be that way, Silvia." I shook my head, pleading with her. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Del approaching her steadily from behind her, while I kept on engaging her in conversion. "It does, Lilac." Silver snapped at me, turning her body around so she was facing me completely. "You don't understand-" It was all Del needed, for her to turn away, so that our plan worked. Without wasting a second, he came up behind Silver and wrapped his arms around her body, holding her in place as he took her by surprise
Lilac's P.O.V For a moment, time seemed suspended, the tableau frozen in an eerie stillness. Silver hesitated, her gaze flickering between me and Krimson, the dagger held poised in the air, its lethal purpose momentarily forgotten in the face of Krimson's interruption. "Step away from her, Silver," Krimson's voice cut through the tension, unwavering and authoritative. His stance was firm, commanding obedience without question. The grip of Silver's magic lessened, the pressure easing just enough for me to draw a ragged breath. My muscles protested as I struggled against the binds anew, though I didn't dare to take my eyes off Silver, her expression a maelstrom of conflicting emotions - anger, desperation, and a hint of something I couldn't quite place. "Krimson, you shouldn't be here," Silver's voice wavered, a tremor betraying the turmoil within her. Her grip on the dagger faltered, uncertainty clouding her features. "You know I couldn't stand by and
Lilac's P.O.V The air was thick with tension, a palpable energy that crackled around us like a storm waiting to break. "Silver, you're fooling yourself if you think you can wield that kind of power," I said softly, my gaze fixed on the gleaming knife in her hands. "You're not a true Silver Alpha Breeder, you never will be. You can't ever access my full potential." Silver's laughter cut through the serene air, a sound that held a hint of something darker beneath its surface. "Oh, you have no idea, do you?" Her eyes glinted with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. "You underestimate what a witch can do, what I can do. I'm part wolf, part witch. I'm a hybrid that is already stronger than both a wolf and a witch! There's nothing I cannot do, Lilac!" "You think I chose you to lead our pack because of some noble sentiment? No, Lilac." Her voice was cold, devoid of any warmth. "I chose you because I knew the stronger you became, the more that dormant p
Lilac's P.O.V My eyes brimmed with confusion and hurt as I confronted Silver in the dimly lit room I was being held captive in. "Did you…ever really consider me a friend, Silver?" my voice trembled with a mixture of fear and desperation, my heart aching with the weight of betrayal. Silver, her gaze heavy with sorrow and a haunted past, met my eyes. "I used to belong to a peaceful pack, a pack that had been my home since the day I was born," she began, her voice tinged with a raw emotion that spoke volumes of her pain. "We lived in harmony, in unity. It was everything to me." Tears welled up in Silver's eyes, reflecting the agony of memories etched deep within her soul. "Your father," she whispered, the words heavy with anguish. "He... he attacked our pack. In the dead of night, when darkness cloaked the land, he led a brutal assault." I felt my heart ache for the woman that I had once considered my biggest alley, but now, she had turned out to be my bigges
Krimson's P.O.V The night hung heavy around us as we tore through the city streets, the engine's roar mingling with the howling wind. Del and I were on a mission—racing against time to reach Silver's apartment. It was imperative that we find Lilac before anything sinister unfolded. "Alpha Krimson, step on it!" Del's voice cut through the adrenaline-charged air, urgency lacing every word. His grip tightened on the door handle as we swerved through the dimly lit alleys, the neon signs blurring into streaks of color. "I'm pushing it as hard as I can!" I shouted back, my eyes fixed on the road ahead. The weight of worry pressed on me like a leaden cloak. We had to reach Silver's place, and had to find Lilac safe and sound. Finally, screeching to a halt outside Silver's building, we leaped out of the car. Breathless and tense, we dashed up the stairs, each step echoing the pounding of our hearts. As we reached Silver's door, our hopes soared, but a hollow silence gre
Lilac's P.O.V As I slowly arose to consciousness, I found myself grappling with the weight of my heavy eyelids. My mind sluggishly pieced together the fragments of reality, pushing through a dense fog of disorientation. The air felt heavy, each inhale a laborious effort that failed to fill my lungs as it should. A peculiar lightheadedness swept over me, a disconcerting sensation akin to floating on the edge of a dream. My initial attempt to stretch my arms, to move, met an unexpected resistance. Panic flickered through my drowsy mind as the realization hit home—I was restrained. My fingertips brushed against something coarse and unyielding, confirming my fear. The sensation sent a jolt of adrenaline through my groggy state, clearing the haze momentarily. I tried to rise, only to discover the cruel truth of my predicament: bound, not just by ropes or chains, but tied firmly to what appeared to be a marble table. The cool surface pressed against my skin, a s