Alpha Cuan“You have been wanting to run away since dad died” I accuse my mother with a frown. I have to wonder if she is leaving because I brought Neerah.“I will only take a couple of months. I will come back. It is not like I would be gone forever!” She points out.It was after the dining room incident. I had just gone to dinner when I realized that mom had gone to see Neerah. I was anxious because I dont want Neerah to feel like we are forcing her to start interacting with people so soon. I would rather it happened on her own terms. Mom was adamant that Miley must have put the card because she wanted Neerah to see Rayah's picture in the dining room.“You Should just take the picture down son. Rayah is dead. And you have other pictures of Rayah. That one is just too big. Neerah would constantly feel attacked” she had reasoned.But I was mad at Miley for giving her the card and I have already asked her to leave early. Miley, me and Rayah went to school around the same time. Raya
I look towards another picture of Rayah on the wall and sigh. She has always had this obsession with pictures. She would constantly hang her pictures where I can see them constantly and she claims it is because she wants me to never forget my promise to her.“I’ll never leave you even if you are not my mate” that was the promise we made to each other. Times like these, when I remember Rayah, I usually feel this bitter sweet taste in my mouth. My heart hurt badly. But today, the feeling is intensified by Intrusive thoughts of Neerah.When a knock came in the door, I asked Neerah to come in. I know it must be her.And I am right. The mere sight of her makes me feel so many emotions. That dress just makes her look nothing but spicy…“wow! you have a lot of books, Alpha!” She smiles,looking around at the wall length shelves of books that are used as a decorative addition to the large office. I have more than five thousand books in this office. My father is a book collector. And I happen
NeerahOkay shit! Every darn dress is super expensive. I was thinking of all the ways I'll work to pay off this purchase later and one frigging dress costs two thousand dollars? Is it a friggin’ wedding dress!I guess I saw the slight change in mood from the Alpha but I am too occupied with my dilemma to really say anything. Besides, I don't need to take an interest in him anymore. We were nothing more than fateful strangers.I need to go to a cheaper store. I am going to try and wear one dress and I will tell the Alpha that I don't like their dresses. We will look for a dress more in my lane. But as I was thinking about all of these, I overheard the staff gossiping about me. “Who do you think she is? Another charity case?” “Definitely a Raya wannabe! The Alpha is sometimes too nice to the needy!” “She is shamelessly going to let him pay for her dress. Fucking whore!” “You would think that girls like her would stop by now” “I know right? Five years and he hasn't looked twice a
NeerahThe way he held me, so close and personal, makes the entire situation deeply etched into my mind. I wanted so badly to kiss him back but…The near kiss, perhaps, was the catalyst for my fear because I was suddenly feeling so scared from too many emotions. Need..embarrassment…confusion…I thought we were going to draw a line! I don't care why he was trying to act like we were an item but I don't need to care. His contract ensured that!I bolt away like he just electrocuted me!He holds me in place though, pulling me closer by holding me by my waistline. His hands went around me completely caging me in. His eyes are hard, as if warning me to just go along with it. I am so confused. What the heck am I going along with?!“Cuan!” a rich feminine voice floats into our ears.Another woman who called him by name! Weren’t werewolves so strict on hierarchy? “June!” Alpha Cuan states, looking away from me to face the female Alpha. He pulls me by his side and snakes a hand around my wais
Alpha CuanA scream tore through the air and I knew instinctively that this had to be Neerah.It is nearing morning now and I haven't slept a wink. In fact, I had to digest the information on Rayah after confronting Chase.I rushed out of my office to run upstairs towards her room.Her door is open so the moment I turned the handle, it opened up freely to expose Neerah thrashing wildly on her bed screaming at the top of her lungs hitting the matress with her fisted hands.‘Stop choking me! Stop! Stop! Mom!!!’ She has her hands to her neck trying to break invisible chains.‘No…mom…mom…please…!’She wouldn't say anything else but that is what she wouldn't stop repeating. The three words interchange to describe her inner demons.I tried waking her up but she wouldn't. I held her hands but then she subconsciously thought of it as an attack and started to fight back desperately against me until I held her entire body captive so she wouldn't hurt herself.It didn't take long for her to go l
NeerahI can't believe I am letting him kiss me. I was like ‘Is this some kind of game to him?’ But he is looking at me with so much softness. I can see his total fascination which strangely doesn't seem like just fanciful attraction. It called to me.I felt like I was all he needed at the time. That the situation wasn't wrong. That the time isn't bad. That we are just two individuals burning for each other. I am helpless against the force of my reaction to him. I wanted the connection to last a long long time. He has this aura about him that makes me feel weak in the knees. The serious set of his eyes when they cloud over with feeling. It speaks to my inner heart. I just want to give him everything he wanted then. But I know that I couldn't. “If it is your beauty that calls to me, Neerah, I would include sex in our marriage contract” he whispered, his lips hovering above mine so that I could feel the warmth of his breath as he spoke. I can also see the vibrance of his eyes up clo
Alpha CuanHow well do you know Neerah?Oh, she is my neighbor's only daughter! They have lived here for more than ten years. I guess I know her more than a little. Was she always given to mood Swings?I remember once. she got kicked out. Poor girl was only sixteen. I took her in for a couple of days before her mother's boyfriend left. She wouldnt look at us or speak for nearly one week. Was she alright afterwards?My daughter brought her child over for a few hours and she took a liking to the baby. She would speak to the baby girl when she thought that no one was looking. After the baby is gone?Oh she went home. A couple of days later, she was smiling and hyper as usual. She thanked me for my help, that's all.Was she always so strange?I know this will sound spooky but sometimes, when her mother was shouting all over the house, she would scream at the top of her lungs saying things like ‘I beat you? I beat you? You beat me you fucking monster!’ So, she blames her for the beatin
NeerahThe smell of books really calms my mind these days. And today, it is not just any book that I am reading. I am going to read the book titled ‘Soulful bond’ by a writer who calls himself ‘Gee Wolf’I am finally going to find out if I can explain the first two days I spent at the pack house. Every one of the teachers I asked in school said that this book is like the textbook to every tiny explanation you need about werewolf connections. Their connection with their mates, their wolves, their pack members…“That is the book I am looking for” Fero's voice reaches my ears. I stare at the spot the book was earlier before she snatched it out of my grasp and wondered why Raya has her tailing me.Is she insecure in her relationship with the Alpha? Why was she doing everything possible to make me react?!What would make her understand that I don't have the energy to fight for something so senseless?The Alpha will always choose her. What else does she want?!Despite my deep rooted desi
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