Alpha Cuan“When is the flight?” Rayah asks with a bright smile. We are both in a car heading to the airport with Chase as out driver.“In an hour's time” is all I said. We reached the airport and Rayah opens the door to exit. She is brimming with excitement. I am sire it feels good to have one over June. And maybe, over Neerah as well.Too bad it was not going to happen. It takes her a moment to realize that I haven't come out of the car yet and Chase is still sitting inside the car and he made no move to go out as well.“aren't You coming out?” She asks, looking like she realized exactly what is happening but that she is hoping it is not true.“No” I reply succinctly. “you shall go to Alpha June’s wedding on my behalf Rayah. You will meet my mom over there. Send my regard” I explain. Her mood hits zero instantly. Her expression freezes over with frost. But She had to look away to avoid coming off too strong. I am still her Alpha!I feel bad about earlier today. I know that Neera
NeerahI have never been so scared in my life. I just always thought that werewolves are the same in looks you know? Seeing the large monster makes me readjust my standpoint. The stench from that thing is life changing! I can't even decide if it was ugly or beautoful because damn! It looks odd and slimy like.“He is big. But he is weak” his voice is calm and casual. I cannot look away from the lycan because I am so scared. But I would love to see the expression on the Alpha's face. Is he freaking for real!This big giant cannot be weak. Heck! The mass should make up whatever it's lacking!Today just isbt my day. First, Alpha Cuan appears to ruin my day by acting the hero just now when I dont even need him…Well, that’s not technically right. This lycan mightt prove too much for the orheer werewolves. only about half can shift.Knowing this, I move closer to the Alpha, seeeking the comfort of his presence. He did not move to fight the lycan. Instead, he says “fight” and damn if he
NeerahAfter introductions, everyone is still pretty awkward as we wait for the doctor to dress Princeton's wounds. I know that my presence is making the entire stay extra studious but I couldn't leave. I want to know how he is doing after that terrible attack. I can't quite explain why I feel so responsible. But I do. I wished that the Alpha was kinder…Anyways, unfortunately for Princeton, he is the only one who got hurt.“Is that blood on your arm?” Ruby asks with surprise. I didn't even go near the fight so why will I have blood on me?I checked the place she is pointing out. I found out that it is indeed blood. Yikes! Where did I get that!No one could explain it because we are all quiet. “I am not hurt” I clarify.Everyone hedges a sigh of relief and somehow, we all just ignore it. Everyone is looking quite a little bloody at the point so it's not that impossible. Maybe in the chaos, I forgot to remember when it happened.So an hour later, we were allowed to see him. He looks
NeerahEveryone left and I am alone with Princeton. Actually, I didn't want to leave until his parents arrived to take care of him. Although he has friends and an entire pack behind him, I still thought he would find It nice to have someone there before his parents arrive. He was hurt badly. Werewolf or not, he is in pain right now. “So, are we forgiven?” Princeton asks.I nod a little. “You do know you are very popular in school right? No one expected you to be intelligent” he states by way of striking a conversation. “Why?” I ask, trying to be a little more open to the conversation. Maybe all the gloom is in my head. Maybe I am still quite unstable…“The boys are scared that you might be mated to our Alpha. And the girls are scared of Miss Rayah” he elaborated.“I am doomed!” I express in a duh tone. I really don't like Rayah. But right now, I really don't like her so much.“We came together. Me and my boys, Amber and her girls and we just wanted to reach out. We thought that to
Alpha Cuan“Alpha, Rayah wants to see you,” Chase tells me. I haven't been to my office long but I don't intend to stay too long. I just need to pour over paperwork for a little while before joining border patrol until it is time for the meeting with the other Alphas. Alpha Daren has been spotted outside his pack house. Which means that he is fully intending to attack again.I know he attacked a neighboring pack and killed thirty werewolves in total. The tension in the elder council has ensured that a meeting for all Alphas must be done to discuss the way forward.“Neerah isn't using her card much. Does she know how much is in it?” I ask. It's worrying that she keeps on stressing herself. I have had to get others to follow her around to make sure she is safe. In fact, creating the account itself was hard work. Not quite sure she would feel comfortable with the arrangement, we just used her old account to deposit the money. Thankfully, the ATM card was delivered by her father from s
NeerahThings are looking up for me actually. I have decided to hang out with Ruby and her friends. Somehow, even though trust is not something I would consider when defining the relationship, I still love hanging out with them. School is drastically different since that fateful event with the Lycan.Because it happened, I came to realize that sports are a big deal at School. I would sometimes wait after school to see how Ruby and her friends dedicate hours of their day to training as the punishment meted out by the Alpha. Unlike most people, I actually adore training. I guess I am not a complete werewolf, but I can imagine the excess energy that would be let off after the training. I feel like I have too many emotions bottled up inside that need an outlet. But who am I to join them?These days, thinking of how the Alpha ignored my plea to join his pack officially keeps coming back to me and I have to conclude that he just doesn't want to make anything permanent.Saying it was up t
NeerahHe gives me a quick once over before stopping on my face. I love the way his eyes reveal the depth of his emotion. My heart starts to beat and I look away for a moment, reminding myself that Rayah is his mate. I am just easy to manipulate…“I want to sleep here. Is it alright?” He asks.Dum! My heart screams its reply. Obviously, if his manipulating ways were a little more loving, I wouldn't complain a lot. His withdrawal hurt me more than anything.“It's your room. I can just sleep on the floor” I shrug. You know, casually. No reason to get all excited for nothing. Probably, he would only come in when I am asleep. “You don't Have nightmares these days” he changes the topic, coming to stand in front of me. She turns me around so I am facing the mirror again and then picks up the comb to gently move it through the tresses of my hair. “It's odd,” I admit.“Maybe you are healing” he suggests, running his hands through my hair instead of the comb. I try to stop the way my breath
Alpha CuanMy wound starts to fester which is odd. It hasn't healed properly since the fight with the lycan a few days ago. I know it should have been considered a sign but I did not want to cause any harm until the lab test results came back and I know what I am dealing with.When my father died, everyone thought it was a peaceful death that came from old age. Actually, werewolves live much longer than humans. Or rather, we age more slowly and our lifespan usually hits a hundred on average. Since my father was much much older when he died, It did not raise any alarms. I did not suspect a thing either until my wound refused to heal from a lycan attack. It was really odd. Although we call them lycans, they are just poor imitations born of scientific experiments that has not been proven to work as of yet. A mysterious experiment that keeps claiming lives. It was odd that my wound is festering because usually, lycans are more brawns than brains and they never were able to think far
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