NeerahI don't know why, but even though he convinced me to follow him into the plane, this is just kind of too big for me. Suddenly, I am so nervous, unsure and worried. I always knew he was rich kinda. But an ordinary girl like me cannot fathom this level of rich. It's a freaking private jet! Am I supposed to act normal and downplay the situation? When did he plan this outing? The mere fact that just a few hours ago, he wasn't planning on doing anything scares me a little more than I am willing to admit. So he is rich enough to plan an outing on his private jet? Why does he need a private jet? It is the second extravagant thing I have seen about Cuan. First was his choice of clothes. He likes to buy very expensive clothes. I can attest to it because now I have worn quite a number of them myself for associating with him in just a few weeks. His house is quite honestly in the fence si ce most pack houses are known to be lavish and well kept. Maybe it has to do with the fact that th
NeerahWe arrived at the most beautiful place I have ever been to. The greenery is just mindblowing. The architectural design of the massive one thousand acres of the Wolf Teeth Inn is the most alluring thing that makes me feel excited just for being here. If you love nature, this is your last stop. If leisure is your game, I think you will still love the Wolf Teeth Inn. It screams upper class. The kind of place that reminds you there are two sides to life. Rich and poor. I feel poor even in my richness if you can believe it! It's not my money. I did nothing to contribute to it. I feel like such a fraud… But then I reexamine my emotions. I thought to myself ‘Get out! It's my poor old self struggling to embrace this new life. So would it be better if I said that I feel rich in my poor status? Forget it! I can't get it straight either. It's just mighty weird.First, we were welcomed by staff members who wore uniforms and we were led to the biggest building where Cuan held my hand all
NeerahAnd then I locked eyes with Rayah. And she smiles at me as if respectful. If only I could beleive it!My biggest hurdle is always Rayah. Somehow, she is no longer with Cuan but she makes everything difficult. She would endure his direct rejection, pretend to be good and holy, and then turn around to bite me instead. It is like she always knows what to say to Cuan to make him feel sympathetic, or guilty enough to let it go. Or rather, she knows how to act in a way that would stop him from wanting to take action against whatever she did. She knows him better than I do. Somehow, even with the mating bond, she has had years to know him. She doesn't want me to forget it…She wants to be Luna. I don't know why. But she wants it bad. Does she love him so much that she wouldn't want him to be with his mate? How brazen is that? How selfish… Sadly, I know too well how selfish love works. It has no consideration for the other party. I sit next to to Cuan who sits at the head of rhe long
NeerahI am so fucking mad! But when you are weak, sometimes, courage is a myth. Like, what is courage when nothing would back it up? It would be an aimless bluster!I think of how to help Cuan. I don't want to seem so useless just after they have all kinda trusted me to lead them alongside their Alpha. It occurs to me that our mind link is not for us to understand each other only. I think that us being able to influence the other is why Alohas need a string mate. And if that is the case, I can't afford to let my fear make him so weak…No one taught me this. It's just instinct. I focused on the rage that had begun to build up earlier. Big mistake! Cuan kind of lost his cool and threw a punch before I could do anything more about my idea.It was definitely the most brutal ten seconds I have ever witnessed in my entire life. Like, Cuan threw the punch, jumped back in the same second while Alpha Deren aggressively shifted into his wolf form. But then Cian shifted too and both werewolves
Alpha CuanWe Kind of just used the plane again to go over to the beach. The main reason being that the plane doesn't Need to refuel or anything. And besides all that, the pilot will be here until we are done anyways. Instead of fly everyone back, I would have them book commercial flights back.In any case, I was specific about the number of people to be invited for this reason. We have like fifty people who came on call. The rest came because they wanted to…Neerah is still feeling the remnants of a first flight trauma. She tries to appear fine but I can Smell her fear just like the last flight. Albeit less I guess.She is brave though. She carries herself well in tensed situations.Although, I am proud of her for keeping her cool, I am now very much worried about us. What sill it be like if I were in greater danger. It was fortunate that the f8ghr was just a dare. A test of courage of sorts. Most Alpha's Would prefer to avoid confrontation with Alpha Deren. The fact that I accepted
NeerahIt's an amicable night. Ine filled with secrets of a budding lovestory. It's easy to get swept up in the fantasy of the night. The wind blew, the cold air making our warmth a shared blessing…“Alpha Beret came for a reason. Do you know why?” I ask him. It's been silent for more than thirty minutes And I feel tired so I rest my head on his lap, which is heaven by the way. Somehow, the action is intimate and gives me a sense of familiarity with our new found closeness.“I don't know why he felt a need to come in person. But he is not a rash person. As you just said, he definitely jas a reason for coming over. We will find out as soon as we meet with the elders” he explained to me. “What will you do if he doesn't accept the payment? Or if my father spent your money deliberately to make it seem like the situation was as bad as before you took me away?” I ask.Clearly, if my father did not pay the money for real, it means that he is still scheming out ways to use me further for h
NeerahI don't want to talk about Rayah today. So I shift my thoughts to something else. “You were mystifying earlier. I felt included but…now that I think about it, I wish I could share the bond with the pack. When you said 'Luna’...” I deepen my voice to imitate him. Cuan smiles fondly. I love the way his eyes spark to life when he smiles.“You said it with that deep tone of voice.I can understand more of why you are Alpha and no one else. You sounded…unnatural. It was mighty powerful. Like, It is something that can't be told. It can only be seen, felt… I wish I knew why I couldn't shift” I try to paint an image of how I felt, gushing out my overflowing emotions.Alpha Cuan caresses my cheek lightly and smiles a little more so his eyes are not only lighting up, but practically glittering. “I wish you can feel it too. The bond between the pack and Alpha…you would have felt the strength of it…l” he sighs as if wishfully. “So, when you fought Alpha Deren, did I influence you in any
It feels like I am having a fever. There is something sensitive running over my skin with tingling and pricks of growing intensity. At first, I was unaware if this was just another bad dream. My mother has left my dreams too long. Perhaps the dreams are changing as there is another form of nightmare I will start to see.The rocks of my life are absent. And the intensity is growing. Only half awake, I sincerely thought that it was a dream. Well, until I open my eyes to find Cuan staring at me with eyes light as silver. Something isn't right here. He is hovering over me fully clothed but I don't feel afraid. Yet knowing instinctively that something is wrong is a thought that was buried deeply because that door that we use to share our emotions kind of burst open and I can suddenly feel …so much …too much…“You are back early” I whisper. My voice is scratchy from sleep but I can tell why he came back. I don't think he slept well last night. He was going overboard trying to give us spac
Alpha Cuan“He needs to hand her over!” Alpha Daren's voice silenced everyone. Although I expected the other Alpha's to stay silent out of self preservation, it still Felt pathetic. I remember when I was young, my father attended a meeting like this. Back then, there was a pack known as ‘Royal Crescent pack’ Their Alpha was of royal descent. He is not a direct descendant but he was pretty powerful. Alpha Daren was not well known then. He has just started his reign of terror and he wanted everyone to fear him. What he did was attack the Royal crescent pack when their Alpha was away. He killed his mate and their unborn child. Somehow, my dad was outraged and simmered in anger for days before he realized that no one was gping to hold his hand and fight. It was bigger than a mere fight war. Alpha Daren has Royal backing. No one wants to test the waters and end up sacrificing their pack for it. So it was like it never happened before. When no one fought back then, why will they fight
NeerahA few Hours LaterHe put a slice of toasted bread on my plate and pushed it gently towards me so it was very close to me. “I know you are hungry. Eat up” he urged. Sitting back in his own chair, I looked up at Rayah's picture in the dining room and blurted out “why is that still here?” He looks at the picture and then at me. As if realizing how bad it seemed, he smiles a little "Don't ruin your appetite. I will take it down” he tells me. I am a little taken aback and with a suspicious look, I say to him “Knowing it's there, how can I have an appetite?” He stares at me as if thoughtfully. And before I knew it, he jumped on the table, reached out to the picture and brought it down. “Put it somewhere outside. Rayah will get it later” he states in one of the maid's directions. I think her name is Alicia. Seeing the photo dragged outside eases the knot in my chest I didn't know existed. I don't know why, I smile to myself, picking up the slice of bread with my bare hand and
It feels like I am having a fever. There is something sensitive running over my skin with tingling and pricks of growing intensity. At first, I was unaware if this was just another bad dream. My mother has left my dreams too long. Perhaps the dreams are changing as there is another form of nightmare I will start to see.The rocks of my life are absent. And the intensity is growing. Only half awake, I sincerely thought that it was a dream. Well, until I open my eyes to find Cuan staring at me with eyes light as silver. Something isn't right here. He is hovering over me fully clothed but I don't feel afraid. Yet knowing instinctively that something is wrong is a thought that was buried deeply because that door that we use to share our emotions kind of burst open and I can suddenly feel …so much …too much…“You are back early” I whisper. My voice is scratchy from sleep but I can tell why he came back. I don't think he slept well last night. He was going overboard trying to give us spac
NeerahI don't want to talk about Rayah today. So I shift my thoughts to something else. “You were mystifying earlier. I felt included but…now that I think about it, I wish I could share the bond with the pack. When you said 'Luna’...” I deepen my voice to imitate him. Cuan smiles fondly. I love the way his eyes spark to life when he smiles.“You said it with that deep tone of voice.I can understand more of why you are Alpha and no one else. You sounded…unnatural. It was mighty powerful. Like, It is something that can't be told. It can only be seen, felt… I wish I knew why I couldn't shift” I try to paint an image of how I felt, gushing out my overflowing emotions.Alpha Cuan caresses my cheek lightly and smiles a little more so his eyes are not only lighting up, but practically glittering. “I wish you can feel it too. The bond between the pack and Alpha…you would have felt the strength of it…l” he sighs as if wishfully. “So, when you fought Alpha Deren, did I influence you in any
NeerahIt's an amicable night. Ine filled with secrets of a budding lovestory. It's easy to get swept up in the fantasy of the night. The wind blew, the cold air making our warmth a shared blessing…“Alpha Beret came for a reason. Do you know why?” I ask him. It's been silent for more than thirty minutes And I feel tired so I rest my head on his lap, which is heaven by the way. Somehow, the action is intimate and gives me a sense of familiarity with our new found closeness.“I don't know why he felt a need to come in person. But he is not a rash person. As you just said, he definitely jas a reason for coming over. We will find out as soon as we meet with the elders” he explained to me. “What will you do if he doesn't accept the payment? Or if my father spent your money deliberately to make it seem like the situation was as bad as before you took me away?” I ask.Clearly, if my father did not pay the money for real, it means that he is still scheming out ways to use me further for h
Alpha CuanWe Kind of just used the plane again to go over to the beach. The main reason being that the plane doesn't Need to refuel or anything. And besides all that, the pilot will be here until we are done anyways. Instead of fly everyone back, I would have them book commercial flights back.In any case, I was specific about the number of people to be invited for this reason. We have like fifty people who came on call. The rest came because they wanted to…Neerah is still feeling the remnants of a first flight trauma. She tries to appear fine but I can Smell her fear just like the last flight. Albeit less I guess.She is brave though. She carries herself well in tensed situations.Although, I am proud of her for keeping her cool, I am now very much worried about us. What sill it be like if I were in greater danger. It was fortunate that the f8ghr was just a dare. A test of courage of sorts. Most Alpha's Would prefer to avoid confrontation with Alpha Deren. The fact that I accepted
NeerahI am so fucking mad! But when you are weak, sometimes, courage is a myth. Like, what is courage when nothing would back it up? It would be an aimless bluster!I think of how to help Cuan. I don't want to seem so useless just after they have all kinda trusted me to lead them alongside their Alpha. It occurs to me that our mind link is not for us to understand each other only. I think that us being able to influence the other is why Alohas need a string mate. And if that is the case, I can't afford to let my fear make him so weak…No one taught me this. It's just instinct. I focused on the rage that had begun to build up earlier. Big mistake! Cuan kind of lost his cool and threw a punch before I could do anything more about my idea.It was definitely the most brutal ten seconds I have ever witnessed in my entire life. Like, Cuan threw the punch, jumped back in the same second while Alpha Deren aggressively shifted into his wolf form. But then Cian shifted too and both werewolves
NeerahAnd then I locked eyes with Rayah. And she smiles at me as if respectful. If only I could beleive it!My biggest hurdle is always Rayah. Somehow, she is no longer with Cuan but she makes everything difficult. She would endure his direct rejection, pretend to be good and holy, and then turn around to bite me instead. It is like she always knows what to say to Cuan to make him feel sympathetic, or guilty enough to let it go. Or rather, she knows how to act in a way that would stop him from wanting to take action against whatever she did. She knows him better than I do. Somehow, even with the mating bond, she has had years to know him. She doesn't want me to forget it…She wants to be Luna. I don't know why. But she wants it bad. Does she love him so much that she wouldn't want him to be with his mate? How brazen is that? How selfish… Sadly, I know too well how selfish love works. It has no consideration for the other party. I sit next to to Cuan who sits at the head of rhe long
NeerahWe arrived at the most beautiful place I have ever been to. The greenery is just mindblowing. The architectural design of the massive one thousand acres of the Wolf Teeth Inn is the most alluring thing that makes me feel excited just for being here. If you love nature, this is your last stop. If leisure is your game, I think you will still love the Wolf Teeth Inn. It screams upper class. The kind of place that reminds you there are two sides to life. Rich and poor. I feel poor even in my richness if you can believe it! It's not my money. I did nothing to contribute to it. I feel like such a fraud… But then I reexamine my emotions. I thought to myself ‘Get out! It's my poor old self struggling to embrace this new life. So would it be better if I said that I feel rich in my poor status? Forget it! I can't get it straight either. It's just mighty weird.First, we were welcomed by staff members who wore uniforms and we were led to the biggest building where Cuan held my hand all