ZEKE."Let’s just get this over with." I almost growled in my seat, my brother gave me a straight look and I felt the urge to smash his face.He smirks again, this time, and I know what he’s doing. He’s playing with me, toying with me. That usual smirk of his never leaving his lips.Sometimes, I wonder how we are related in the first place, aside from the dragon tattoo that’s located at the baseline of our neck, it’s hard to tell that we are related.The room is quiet, Logan and I are in our late father’s office for the reading of my father’s legacy statement. He's not a good man, even I know that and being here makes me want to throw something.The door bursts open and the pack priest walks in, holding a scroll, behind him is Madam Yv, she has been my mother’s chamber lady and has since taken care of us.She gives us a sharp look, warning us to be on our best behavior, she stands behind the priest and waits for him to speak.The priest takes turns in bowing to us both, "Your father o
ASTRID.Oh goddess. What’s wrong with me?I held my breath and ran back into the hall. I was almost caught, my heart beating rapidly at the prospect of what I was doing.I could feel it in my blood, he knew I was there, the moment he swirled, I ran. What’s happening to me?‘You can’t run from your mate.’The word came back to me, and I almost snapped, mate. Could it be the mate bond? My mother told me a lot about the mate bond: It was a bond felt within two particular werewolves, it was so strong, it couldn’t be ignored."It’s more than love." She had told me, while picking out the dress I would wear. "It’s like power, like strength. The feeling is so good, mates have a tendency to talk to each other through mind-link, they can wish for the other to be there and they will."I listened, hoping, day-dreaming that I would love my fated mate, I remembered praying to the moon goddess, hoping like a fool.I walk towards the pack-library, the Liberian gives me a smile as I walk towards the s
ZEKE.The ride was everything that I needed, cleared my stormy head, even riled up a conversation with my brother, Logan.I stopped at the door of my room, peeling my shirt open and certainly when I opened the door, I did not expect to see a blonde vixen inside my room."What in the fuck are you doing here?" I growled, she didn’t wince, nor did she recoil.Her eyes studied me down unto my chest, a blush rising up to her cheeks. "You like what you see, blonde vixen?" I take a step forward and she inhales deeply, this time when she stared up to look at me, those mysterious golden eyes didn’t reeked of fear.It reeked of something else, pleasure."What if I say that I do?" She takes a step forward, licking her lower lips.This woman is tempting me, making me want to growl, making my wolf want to peel open."Did you say something, temptress?" I chuckled deeply, the memory of her body haunting me like a dream.Her eyes travel towards my bare chest ever so openly, she stands there, saying
ASTRID.This morning, I woke up with a headache.Everything that happened last night comes back to me, I can’t believe I have almost cried. How dare he joke about mates like that?"Fuck!" I growl to no one in particular before pushing myself out of the bed, my body connects with the floor and I whimper in pain.I stayed there on the floor of my bedroom, not even making an attempt to get up, when I pushed myself back up. I see something.Gleaming under the bed, tucked so nicely, one could barely see it, I squint closer, peering my eyes into it. I stretched and retrieved it.The diamond sparkles in the light, the rope a little dangling, it’s ancient, I think."What is it?" My wolf, Aya calls out to me, I can hear her early morning purr.My eyes study the necklace, the green gleam flashing in my eyes. I don’t ever remember owning this even when I was a little kid, my parents didn’t give this to me, so what is it?I reach for it, and strap it towards my neck, it comes so fast, a series of
ASTRID.My father always told me to take risks. They are what makes an Alpha, he said, and now. I won’t stay, I am not an Omega that stays and commits, I am a dare-devil, a vixen who would do all it takes to protect her pack.And, that’s what makes me rush to the kitchen and grab Juni’s hand, running along the halls."Where are we going?" she asks in between breaths."The stable, we are going to rescue the horses there.""Are you insane?" She yells as we step into the courtyard, she spots a horse running wide and widens her eyes. "There’s no way we are doing that."My blood boils in doing something risky, saving the horses is what I will do."Come on." I nudge her hand, leading her towards the stable, some werewolves are running about. I see Zeke not too far, he has peeled open his chest. I see the fine outline of his abs, he’s instructing someone, running to grab the reins of a horse.We both see Logan, half-naked, chest-bare. Juni blushes."Let’s go, don’t ogle your Romeo.""He’s no
ZEKE.I stand in front of the courtyard, my hands clutching the reins of Goliath, my eyes are fixated elsewhere, but my mind is on someone else.I think of her. Her golden eyes, and I think if she would come, yesterday memories fill my mind, Goddess, I didn’t even know what I wanted to do when she fell.I wanted to growl, smash something, smash someone, make sure she was okay. Anger had filled me, consumed me till I was nothing.“Good morning to you.” I hear her voice when I cast my eyes towards her.The blonde vixen is staring up at me so boldly, I wonder when she will learn, when she will stay away from me, getting burnt is not a good thing and now looking at her, she’s a step to being blistered. “I have to warn you, don’t cry when you get hurt, blonde vixen.” I say in an attempt to let her back off, but damn. She’s looking radiant today, no sign of her fall yesterday.She purses her lips in a frown, before stepping forward. “No, I won't.”“The stubborn type. Huh?” I raise my brow,
ASTRID.The moment Logan and I are done training, I am panting heavily."I have got to admit." He smirks, "You are pretty good."I spent years training with my father, mastering his every move, learning the tactics, when to attack and when to stay, even after being in that dungeon, all that training with him paid off."Thank you." I try not to look at his face, try not to see that smirk that reminds me of Zeke’s, try not to convince myself of the trap that I am falling into."If you want to do this again, you can always call me." He offers, and I sense the tone in his voice, but I just nod my head, the distance between us is close, but then he takes a step back and walks away.I stare at his retreating figure, something about his presence, about their presence is intimidating, like they have some sort of secret they are keeping. Life is like distant memories, we are just trying to pull the past and future together and jumble it in the present.What’s wrong with me? Why am I thinking a
ZEKE.I hate whenever the sun is setting down, because it reminds me of a memory I so wish to forget. I stay awake every night, tugging at my pillow, trying to question the moon goddess.Like always, I lie on my bed, memories of the past filling my mind, everything swirling until it explodes, it’s almost the crack of dawn when I stand and walk towards the courtyard, it’s quiet. I presume.I come here every night and stare at the sky, wish for anything, another life, trying to have something I can’t get, tonight will be the same but now, I see a figure on the bench, as though she is made from heaven, long blonde hair shining white in the dawn light, a wine robe etched on her body.I take a step towards her, she’s staring at the reflection of the water, my dark blue eyes peek in and she lets out a gasp before swirling to look at me in the eye.There’s fear in those eyes, then confusion, then something else that I don’t know.I push in a smirk, before crouching to take a layer of the wat
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