ZEKE.Logan and I are crossing the borders today, as part of our responsibilities as upcoming Alpha, we have to make sure the joy of the pack is met, we are going to be asking the bank some questions regarding the ongoing theft.We grabbed some cans of coke on our way as we stepped into the bank’s restaurant. Logan and I took a seat waiting for the manager.“Right now, I would rather not be here.” Logan says, and stares around; I guess being in a house that stores money can make you a bit nervous.“How are the investigations? Have you found anything yet? Any crest that signifies which pack the letters are coming from?” I ask, staring around.Logan nods indifferently, spreading his arms on the table, he squeezes his face into a frown, another negative response. “Nothing so far, just today, Gus got another letter saying another war was going to start, honestly, I don’t know what’s going on.”My eyes trail him waiting for him to say more.“Zeke. I feel like we should train our soldiers,
ASTRID.The room feels chilly all of a sudden. My eyes search around, my room looks tighter now, something panging at the base of my heart. Sweat trickled down my forehead as I opened the top of the box.I dump the contents on the table, there are a few notes, and some pictures, stickers, books and sorts, and I open the bulky book, my eyes swiping through the content. It’s a spell book, the words written in another language I can’t even read.What’s this? The letters have no words, the paper blank. What’s going on? Where’s the necklace? Why did Madam Yv give me this box when I can’t even make out what’s in the pages? The door suddenly snaps shut and I immediately peel my eyes to the entrance.The air feels colder, I swore I heard retreating footsteps; someone was just in my room, watching me. Something feels so wrong, who’s the person?Breathing becomes so hard, my body trembling. I hear the door creak open gently, oh no.“Astrid?” I hear a voice cold yet soft at the edges, my brain c
ASTRID.The next thing I know, I am running down the hall, clutching the paper in my hands. My heart is beating so loudly against my rib-cage. My mother is alive, my mother is alive. The words are making me dizzy, I can’t believe it. She must be somewhere, oh goddess, I can’t believe this.The heart-shaped pendant dangles between my chest as I increase my speed. The presence of it makes me feel a bit calm. When I reach Madam Yv’s room, that’s when I stop running. I flung open the door, before stepping into the cold room; Madam Yv looked up from the book in her hand.“Madam Yv.” I breathe hard, wanting to know the true answer, she needs to tell me. I need to know. “My parents...A...Luna....Two lives.”She raised her brow at me, and so badly, did I want to shake her for her to tell me the truth, what happened to my mother? To my parents? Please, I just need the answer.I stand there, my posture gilded with sweat, the answer forming at the base of my tongue, the snap of the book is what
ZEKE.I am in the middle of my second can of beer when I hear the sound.It’s like an alarm, shooting through my system. A warning pricking through my skin. Something feels wrong. I push the can aside, the lamps in the streets are already starting to fade out, it sounds ironic seeing an Alpha in a bar.Hurriedly, I place the dollars below the can, after all. I am the only one here, and I think the waiter has been giving me side-glances for hours now. I stood, and straightened before slipping out of the bar. The sound buzzing through my ears.‘What’s that?’ Rochan asks, and I can hear the alarm in my wolf’s voice.I cram my knuckles together, racing down the street. ‘I honestly don’t know.’I have never felt this type of alarm before, as though someone’s calling out to me, is that possible though? Maybe Logan? He’s my other half though. The walk from the bar to the pack-house will take an eternity, fuck. I shouldn’t have even come here, but I needed to clear my head.To fully understan
JUNIPER.“Fuck.” I say, as a twig connects with the hemline of my dress, the curse word feels so foreign to me maybe because I don’t say it often, Astrid always say it whenever she’s working in the kitchen, and accidentally slices tip of her hand with the knife.Cleo says it all the time, it’s like she is used to all those words, but I am just a girl trying to weave my way through this evil filled world. The bushes and trees centre me as I take a step closer, even though I am always here, coming here feels so foreign.A pang of guilt fills me hard, as though oxygen is ripping out of my chest, but I must do this, for my family. I tell myself, but does doing something bad for a good reason makes it all feel better?No.I sighed, making sure my hands are tightened around the bag’s handle; I take a deep breath, before walking more closer, in any minute from now. I will be there, I will face them.The house stood nestled among towering trees, the porch adorned with flowers, she was always
ZEKE.The pack’s lab is quiet today; Gus, Logan and I are waiting for the pack’s doctor who’s in the other room. He’s running the test on the werewolf, while making us wait in this room. I hear the streaming of pale coffee, and the tapping of the receptionist who’s tapping harshly on her laptop.“Bullshit.” Logan exhales angrily, at least, we feel this same level of anger for that wolf that tried to attack Astrid, just earlier this morning, I already told Logan and Gus about Astrid.“You remember her now?” I had crossed my hands.“Holy shit, no wonder she looked so familiar. I knew I felt something for her.” Logan had said.“Excuse me, brother?” I was stupefied.He had kept his mouth shut and didn’t say any more words.“How long does the screening take?” Gus raised a brow, his hands tightening around the white coffee cup that he hasn’t taken a gulp, his nervousness radiating around the air. Poor Gus.The medical pack doctor walks in, the aura of the air feeling suddenly heavy. I used
ASTRID. The kiss meant nothing, absolutely nothing to me. I tell myself as I stride down the hall. Goddess, I am such a liar, the kiss meant every literal thing to me, the way his lips had brushed against mine, those possessive hands wrapped around my back. Those hard kisses in the garden. Suddenly thinking about all of this makes me blush. Is this fate? Does this mean that somehow we are meant to be together? Even if we were, we just can’t, we have barriers holding us back, we have secrets pulling us away, I know that every werewolf’s dream is to have their mate and have pups of their own. But, it seems like the only thing that I am capable of doing is dreaming. How did my life become this? How did all those dreams just vanish into pure hope? “Juniper!” I call out when she enters the kitchen with a hand towel; I race towards the kitchen, stopping when I see her facing the counter. “Juni. What’s wrong?” I ask with a smile, but then she turns towards me with cold eyes. I am taken
ZEKE. I slip away from Preston and his dirty mouth, drinking whiskey and discussing with that guy is like talking to someone who won’t ever keep their mouth shut. He’s been talking about this new girl of his, the Gamma’s daughter, Diva, though my question is how he managed to woo her, but I don’t ask that, instead, I let him run his mouth which by the way she thinks is sexy. She’s special, I swear I feel something with her, damn; she’s so fucking beautiful, I am thinking this will lead to something new. Blah, Blah, Blah, I already slipped away. I connect with Logan through the mind-link. ‘How’s everything? Is everyone acting normal?’ We are going to look out for tonight, because of a letter we received just this morning, telling us to be prepared. Whatever’s going to happen, we are going to make sure it doesn’t. Logan gives me a nod; I see him behind the chairs, casually sipping a glass of wine, the gray suit makes his eyes shine out. Madam Yv moves around with a smile, her hair
Thank you for following me throughout Astrid and Zeke’s story, they finally got their happy ever after! Though I am not sure whether to write about Leora and Hendrix’s story, they had a wild start throughout the story, if you want to hear about their story, you can do well to let me know in the comments and I will consider the possiblity of a sequel about Leor, Leora and Hendrix when they are all grown up.Please check out my other werewolf romance book, ‘Fated To Her Ruthless Alpha,’ and I promise you won’t be disappointed. Love,Rae-Rae.
LEORA.Age-16It’s been ten years since I last saw him. It’s funny how time flies so fast, one time I was just a little girl with a loving brother and a best-friend and now, I am getting ready to receive my acceptance letter into the academy.My family, especially my overprotective brother, Leor doesn’t want me searching for Hendrix; they say the past is all in the past. But, I need to see him; I need to see the ten year old boy who saved the six year old me. It’s like every time I close my eyes, I am transported back to that day, the contempt in his eyes when he looked at me was unmatched. My family killed his mother because they were trying to protect me, but every day I am secretly searching for him. I still wear the ruby necklace everywhere, anytime I rub the edges, it reminds me of him.How does he look now? How does he act? Will he still remember me? Does he still hate me? I will keep trying to search for him and when I see him, there’s countless things I want to say to him
ASTRID.I watch with widened eyes as Freya turns, but Zeke is gliding the knife into her back. She lets out a tortured scream, falling to her knees as blood gathers around her dark dress.My daughter is right here, safe with me. Hendrix yells loudly, rushing towards his mother, we all stare as he crouches to her level and cup her chin.“Mother?” He says fearfully, “Mother, you are bleeding. We have to get you to the hospital, please now. Mother, you can’t leave me.”“My sweet Hendrix, they took everything away from us. They killed me, they are the enemy, revenge my death.” She closes her eyes slowly, and Hendrix yells painfully, his hands covered in her blood.Freya is on the floor, unmoving. We did it, we killed her, and now, she won’t hurt anybody again.Slowly, Hendrix rises to his knees. “You killed her,” He mumbles darkly, “You killed my mother! I won’t let you get away with this, never.”It breaks my heart to say this, but I have to. “Arrest him.” I turn towards the guard, it’s
ZEKE.I am already barging out of the door.I have a son.I have a daughter.I have children, and I never knew about them for seven fucking years, that’s a lot of gap. I am a father, the more I say it out loud, the more it gets harder to believe. And now my daughter is missing.Preston follows behind us, and Astrid is beside me. I can’t even bring myself to look at her, but for now. I have to make sure my daughter is safe.“What’s going on in the hall?” I ask Preston as we walk hastily towards the hall.“I don’t know. A woman with dark hair is here and she wants to see you, we already moved everyone to the courtyard including Leor, though he seems very concerned. The woman is waiting for you in the hall.” Preston says.I open the door of the hall and what I see makes my mouth run dry, a woman with dark hair wearing a cocktail dress is nails deep into a man’s chest. I watch, frozen, how she sinks her nails into the person’s chest and squeezes the person’s heart. The person’s body pales
ASTRID.It’s the day. The day where vows are taken, the day that two people choose to love each other, in sickness and in everything. The day that changes everything.The pack-house is bustling with Omegas getting the wedding hall ready, Madam Yv and Gus’ mother are giving instructions for the wine and caviar. I have a feeling that they are going to get pretty drunk today, well I doubt so. This is Diva’s wedding. Everyone has been looking forward to it.Nothing is supposed to ruin the happy day except I had a dream overnight about the wedding, blood, knife stabs, running. It was so blurry to see and then I woke up, not even understanding a thing.“Mommy!” Leora’s sweet voice bounces me out of my thoughts. I look at my daughter who is now running towards me, her pink jittery dress flowing, my baby girl is the flower girl. When she reaches me, her brown hair is pinned in pigtails, her light blue eyes watch me.I am fascinated by the resemblance between her and her father, Zeke. Right, t
LOGAN.If someone told me that being with somebody could spark this much reaction out of me, I would have smacked them right in the face, because I always feel like I can generate happiness by doing lots of things that did not involve mingling with people.But, this sort of happiness...The one that hits so differently, people say love comes in tiny bits, but this love just hits me like a shockwave and now, as I look at Juniper, I know that there’s nobody I will rather spend my life with than this woman over here. “Hey, Logan?” She asks, swinging her hands that are entwined in mine. I don’t like petty things, such as holding hands, but as long as it’s Juni, I don’t really mind. We are walking hand in hand along the sea, earlier; she suggested we go for a walk just to calm ourselves down. “Yes, Juni?” I ask back and she grins, and I swear, this woman can make my heart squeeze just by smiling, she lights up my world. She brings out the sunshine in my darkness. The sky is just beginning
GUS.It’s one thing to open the door and see someone you actually know and the other to open the door to Cleo. What’s she doing here? Is the first question that comes to mind.She never comes here, so why is she here suddenly?I can’t deny the fact that my lips feel dry to the core. “Yes,” My voice comes out lamely as I stretch open the door and watch her step into the villa. I can’t deny the fact that her perfume wafts into my nostrils as she passes by.I lead her to the living room, “You can have a seat. Do you want anything? Coffee? Tea? Biscuits?”She sits down, staring around in wonder, but then her eyes soften, “I am okay, thanks.”I take a seat beside her, trying my best to create distance between us on the couch. She senses this and her face falls. I shouldn’t be doing this, letting her in the house is a red flag. If Zeke walks in right now, he will send her sprawling out, but considering the fact that I am the only here in the house, I should just hear her out.I want closure,
CLEO.Katherine stares out the window, looking dazed, whenever we come to coffee shops, she always picks the seat near the window. One time I tried asking her about it, and her reply shocked me.“Staring out the window at the numerous people passing by is just calming, you see someone walk by, but you don’t know what they are going through, I try to imagine the pain they are carrying about.” She had said.There are two mugs of coffee, barely untouched, and a plate of two grilled turkey sandwiches. Katherine has eaten a part of hers, but mine is untouched. I just don’t feel like eating, maybe because the anticipation that’s curling in the pit of my stomach is enough to make me weak.We are waiting for two more people, they are always late, I don’t know why but it just irks me when people come late.The door chimes and Katherine’s eyes bob towards the entrance, Kai walks in, he’s dressed casually in a t-shirt and sweatpants, he doesn’t bother with the greetings, he just takes the chair
ASTRID.I bite my lips, staring into his darkened blue eyes, I want this so much.“Go down on your knees, baby and take my cock into that gorgeous mouth of yours.” His command runs down my spine and I obey, going down on my knees, I unzip his trousers and take out his cock.Slowly, I slid it down my throat, until I hit the point where my eyes water, I whimper, before falling in length, licking and sucking until I am drenched.“Fuck, baby.” Zeke’s hand digs into my hair and yanks me deeper. “That feels so good,”My body pulses with need, as his groan fills the car, there’s something so powerful in having Zeke Rossi at my mercy, I increase my pace, driving him harder into my mouth, just when I am about to go deeper, he yanks my hair back, pulling me away from him.“You are going to be the end of me,” He mumbles darkly, before pushing me on the leather seat and towering above.“You should have thought of the consequences before putting this dress on tonight,” His hands move to the zipper