Aurora“Aurora,” Jaxson says, somewhere nearby.I cage my arms over my face, only hearing Xander as if he is in my head still, screaming at me and degrading me to no end. I try to not choke on the sand, curling into a small, nonthreatening ball, just hoping this nightmare passes.“It’s just me.”Jaxson pulls for me, despite my scream in fear, and pelts me into his chest, squeezing me so tight that I have no chance to escape further. I instead take to crying into shoulder, still damn from the ocean, and let my mind melt into a puddle of horrid memories I wish I could forget.“Shh, please.”I grab my arms, practically clawing into my skin, hoping the subtle pain pulls me out of my darkness and shoves me back into reality. I just had an amazing moment with Jaxson, experiencing the ocean for the first time ever and yet I had to ruin it, feeling Xander grab at my throat and pin me back against a wall until I black out.“Jax—Jaxson,” I pant, pushing into his chest, needing more of his affec
AuroraTonight, Jaxson will face his brother in the attack posed to save my best friend. Luke saved my life when we escaped, and he sacrificed himself, knowing he would take the brunt of Xander’s anger and ferocity. I try not to seem anxious but I can’t help pacing in the living room, the evening on it’s way as the sun threatens to fall from the sky too fast.Jaxson packs a duffle bag with spare clothes and other little necessities. I try to meet his eyes so maybe his calmness will influence me, but I can’t help that my wolf is howling deep in my head. She is upset, rightfully, and she doesn’t want Luke to stay with Xander but she hates to see Jaxson risk his life.I open my mouth to speak, a little notecard on the kitchen cabinet catching my attention instead. I reach for it, finding a pen, and knowing that it may hurt but it has to happen. I retreat to the bedroom, my heart racing even faster as I sit on the bed and try to get my hand to stop shaking long enough to write this down.
JaxsonWe run all day, then all night, and again into the next day. My wolf is pleased to be in control again. He needed this release and frankly, I needed to step back from control. My mind has been all over the place since I’ve gotten my mate back. Sometimes I think she feels the mating pull and wants me to be her fated, and other times I think she looks at me like a royal, her superior, here to ruin her life.All of that is diminished as we near the packhouse of my half-brother. I can smell his stench poured all over the woods out here. We pass through the North Woods pack, completely empty and ransacked in the process. Xander has been here. I slow, Paula and Row doing the same as we skid over to the wood home my mate had grown up in.We all shift mortal, throwing on some pants from the bag I had in my muzzle for the trip, and Paul sets to going into Aurora’s childhood home and sparking up a fire in the fireplace, Row busy looking for kindling while I aim to rest for a little while
The packhouse is right where Aurora said it would be, it’s just larger than any of anticipated. We linger in the woods, waiting to see if he has wolves running guard or waiting at the entry points in case of attack but surprisingly, my brother doesn’t seem too concerned with being attacked outright. He doesn’t know I rejected our father’s pack so he could be left vulnerable like this if I hadn’t and instead showed up with every royal warrior available.But we’re here to get a commoner back, and the royal warriors wouldn’t be interested in that.We’ve made it here in the dead of night and for a second, I truly think this place to be dead. Not a single light is on inside or outside the massive packhouse. It still smells of fresh cedar, most of this house unpainted, and I can tell it’s still new from being built. It’s surprising to see Xander getting this much done, though, he was never one to take charge. Only in taking my mate does he take initiative.I look to Paul and Row, wishing we
JaxsonI used to let my brother win.We grew up playing as an Alpha, like our shared father, but we played two very different games. He was a tyrant, never leaving mercy for the pretend members of his pack, daring them to slaughter and torture any one who even considered challenging him.I just wanted to establish a community, a pack for all, like my mother envisioned. I suppose my father sat somewhere between our fantasy’s, living the life he had always dreamed as Alpha, as a king, but at the fault of commoner blood and torment. He never seemed to care once my mother passed away. He went cold, and in turn he bore a child who was just as hostile as he.For a long time I pocketed the fact that Xander was an angry kid. I assumed I would be the Alpha, the king of the pack my father built, and my brother would be my beta, my most trusted sidekick. Seeing him now has changed the future on what I predict will become of me and my half-brother. I have Aurora to thank for that.Before my mate,
I’ve known Ann Hastings the longest. She is a small spitfire, a fighter, and I’ve envied her a lot throughout my life. She is tougher than anyone other girl I’ve ever met, so seeing her in worried shambles makes my heart hurt. She is anxiously rattling her leg as we sit on the porch steps, the stars splattered all over the dark sky overhead.We point out shooting stars as we wait, as though it will make things better. As if mindless wishes on stars will make a damn difference in this situation. We want everyone to be okay, we want everyone to be safe, and afterwards we will settle into this new normal. Whatever this new normal may come out to be.“When did life get so difficult?” Ann asks, speaking to the moon above like a star will fall into our laps with an answer tied to it.“When I found my mate,” I mutter. “Or I should say, he found me.”She glances over to me for a moment, as if examining me, and I feel on display. “You rejected him, right?”I only nod.“And he hasn’t accepted i
AuroraI don’t know who rips my clothes off of my body, whether it be him or myself, I’m just happy to be free of them. The wind is cool, the sand glittering through the air and drizzling down my body. I shiver, his warm arms squeezing around my body and pinning me to his chest.I’m happy he holds me, feeling us fall as he makes out with my jaw, my neck, kissing every spot anywhere near where he would mark me as he mate once again. I refrain from moaning but fail miserably. I let out a howl, a practical scream, and watch as he steadies his body over mine.Parting my knees in anticipation, he groans a laugh against my throat.“What?” I pant, grabbing his shoulders, praying he keeps his little kisses going.He shakes his head, nuzzling his lips just behind my ear, my skin tingling as he does so. “You think it’s going to be that easy?” he hums, almost growling. “I’m not letting you go tonight. Not for one second. I hope you’re ready, sweetheart.”I try to make sense of his words, cut sho
Aurora“Eggs?” Jaxson asks, moving fluidly in the kitchen, his hands working to cook pancakes. I taught him how make the perfect flipped pancake a few days back and ever since I have been waking up to warm, syrupy breakfast. “Sweetheart,” he hums, craning around the kitchen partition to meet my eyes here in the living room. “Do you want any eggs?”I shake myself out of the haze I’ve been placed in, my hands working on stroking our little kitten that seems heavier and more lanky than I recall he is being when I left. “No, thanks, Jaxson. Are you going for another run this morning?”He gives a sure nod before returning to his cooking capades. He has been building a routine here since we’ve settled two weeks ago into this new life. He goes on his morning run; let’s his wolf take a sprint down and back up the length of the beach. Then he works for the new Alpha, does a few little chores around the tiny pack in exchange for some gold coins that we take to the market a few packs over, buyin
AuroraJaxson is off with his training as he does before the pups awake. I take this time to myself to tidy up the hut, pour myself a cup of coffee and watch the sun dare to break the horizon. I watch the waves lap and decide to venture toward them, seeing the sky in the distance a beautiful navy color now. The peace of this pack brings me joy unknown to me before.I wish I had seen just where Jaxson and I would have ended up before I made things so difficult. I only wanted to be free, to love without trouble, but this trouble has brought me a grand future. Thankfully he never gave up on me, and I never fully let myself lose him because otherwise, I would be left in another life, one not as fulfilling as this one.I hear the sounds of feet on sand approach from behind and the scent of my mate’s wolf is nowhere nearby. Instead I smell that of my best friend, his tired eyes coming into focus as he stands beside me in blissful awe, watching the moon expire to the morning.“Good morning,
JaxsonI still fear for my mate. I watch her more than she would ever know. She is calmer now, not as frightened or startled as she used to be. She was never meant to be scared, to be worried that the world we live in would hurt her but I am not the maker of the world. I am not the keeper of knowledge and I am not a king.I’m but a humble Alpha, a father to three pups, a mate to an amazing Luna, and I am finally okay with that. I have let my childhood fantasies run free and I stopped chasing them at last. My life has become simple, not waited on by terrified maids, worried they will be slapped for missing an order or mispronouncing a name of a royal.My Luna has taught me the right way to live, easily, and she does so even now, holding one pup on her hip, stirring a pot for dinner and tending to the other two on the floor at her ankles, playing with large plastic utensils like they’re in a band. I watch her move through her night with a flow, a vine in the wind, easy and pretty.For a
AuroraFinally, free of the pups, I relax on the couch with Jaxson, sipping our hot-coco and humming tunes stuck in our heads. It feels so empty and quiet in our house but at least we have some time to lean back and breathe. I am utterly exhausted right now but that hasn’t stopped my mind from wandering to what I’ve been mulling over all day on.Jaxson gently breathes against my back, both of us snuggled on the couch that is hardly big enough for at least one of us, so I take to sitting on his lap, practically crushing his chest, but I don’t care and neither does he seem to. His arm curls around my shoulder, keeping me close to him without any intention of letting me go.I aim to kiss his neck, his hand diverting me elsewhere, kissing his lips ravishingly. I can’t help but moan as he makes out with me so vigorously that I pant for breathes against his mouth, begging to steal some air from his lungs to have for myself.“Alpha,” I say, practically begging for more with my whimpering ton
AuroraIt couldn’t possibly be more tense in this tiny hut if we tried. We have been lingering on the porch for what feels like hours, Kennedy and Jaxson mulling over conversations that vary from subject to subject. I try not to pry in the talks all that much. I don’t necessarily care firstly but secondly, I fear for my friends, my family, and the other commoners of Dawn pack while the king Alpha’s men all stand on the beach, prepped for trouble.My stomach aches at the mere thought of trouble in our paradise, especially when my three sleeping pups have to woken up soon from their afternoon nap so they can have dinner.Jaxson gives me an all-knowing look, his eyes heavy with concern. I give him the same somber look and the king must notice, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. I watch as he twiddles with his thumbs, sensing our hesitation, and I don’t think any of us are interested in dragging this out longer.“I know you were pregnant,” Kennedy sighs, finally breaking the tension. “My
AuroraWhen the panic subsides, Jaxson and I move slowly, trying to keep the pups quiet enough to inspect the living room first. Snowflake is startled and froze upright, worried as she looks out the front window. I follow her gaze, the morning simple and bright and warm as it pours into our small, quaint hut.Jaxson clings to one pup, while I juggle the other two. He gives me a daring look of caution.Stay close but stay behind me.I give him an approving nod, not stupid enough to face anything when I’ve got a perfectly capable, super strong Alpha with me. He and I both leave the hut and make our way to the beach, turning in every direction to see everything seems rather calm outside, like nothing happened at all. Everything except for a tall stack of black smoke in the distance, trailing into the sky.“Aurora!” My mother finds me first, thankfully taking Dawn from my grasp, clinging to the little pup. My father is next, taking Lily from Jaxson and then taking the young male pup from
Aurora“Please, tell me you’re joking,” I breathe, feeling to stunned to believe it.Jaxson kisses my temple, shaking his head. “It’s true sweetheart.”“Every—Everyone?”He nods once more. I feel tears form in my eyes.“Because of Xander’s death and the treason on me lifted for leaving the Royal pack,” Jaxson says, brushing a stray tear off my jaw, “I just thought it was now safe enough to allow everyone to come live in Dawn pack.”I throw myself to my mate, feeling him grab me, hold me, and never intend to let go of me. I cry gently into his chest. I was worried he would miss the royal pack and crave to be the royal king Alpha more than he would want to create a mating bond with me but I was terribly wrong. He has now proven tenfold that he cares for me so deeply that he would invite my parents, my best friends, into the pack we have chosen to live our lives in.I do worry though, truthfully, that Luke has come for alternative reasons. He hasn’t spoken to me since the beach and I don
AuroraI manage to slip on something to wear, feeling so clouded in my mind that I don’t even notice I have managed to slip into a summery white dress while holding Dawn on my hip throughout it all. I kiss her pale nose, her bright blue eyes a wonder to this world. She is too precious to believe and yet, I know she is special, like her two little siblings.She winks awake and back asleep a few times, attempting to finally fall back asleep but I can’t stand another sleepless night where Jaxson and I have to take turns with cooing these little pups back to sleep.I pace outside to the living room, seeing the beach full of people. I spot Jaxson first of course, his arms full of little Jax and Lily who is busy pulling at his hair in the fistful. He doesn’t seem to mind it as much while he converses with the newcomers.I know them all, of course. I’ve just been too nervous to say anything to them. I cling to Dawn, like a shield, or a distraction, and carefully step off the front porch and
AuroraLily Opal Knight, Dawn Emerald Knight, and Jax Hunter Knight.I hold them all three in my lap, my wolf ready to pounce and lick each of their faces separately, lovingly, so desperate to be their favorite admirer in all forms possible. I lean back in bed, cradling each sleeping child in my tired, limp arms.I haven’t been able to do much since the fight it took to give birth, and I’ve been out of my mind ever since. I have even sworn to hear Luke’s voice outside the hut, especially when Jaxson pounces to go to the kitchen or any other reason he has given when leaving the bedroom. I relish when he returns, aiding me in the smallest of acts that truly make me feel thankful to have a mate like him by my side.He never fails to hold me when I feel the nagging after-ache of what my body has been through, and he helps me rest in the shower, letting the warm water drown over my body when I need a break from my otherwise, perfect angels. I patiently wait for his return now, seeing him b
AuroraI see my parents.They were always so supportive. I never expected them to want to have children. We lived a hard life, the three of us brought up in a world where commoners are mistreated and slaughtered, if not used by royals as nothing but slaves. I always figured it would be hard for me to bring up children, knowing they could see the same fate as so many others I have witnessed fall victim to royals before.Meeting Jaxson changed all of that, but not at first. I still recall the coincidental moment that made him find me, and I recall spending so many days and weeks thinking it was a nightmare, that I had gone crazy and my mind was unsafe for me. I couldn’t come to accept what he claimed to be true. He had to have been mistaken.I see the moments where I asked him to just reject me, to make both of our lives simpler, but my mate never gave into that outcome. I even rejected him and it only pushed him further to be with me. It sent us closer together. It made sense at the ti