"Morning, Lenora, time to wake up! We have visitors coming soon," my mum’s unmistakable voice called up the stairs, interrupting my dreams. I groaned, rolled out of bed reluctantly, and rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. The thought of entertaining visitors so early made me wish I could hide under my covers for just a bit longer. But wait, first things first, let me introduce myself. I'm Lenora Harts. I am 18 years old, with curly brown hair and amber eyes. By now, I was supposed to have found my mate, but I haven’t, and honestly, I’m not complaining. I’m not ready for that kind of commitment; it feels too limiting. Plus, who wants to be tied down just to have kids? Not me. There are so many things I want to do first. I also have an older brother who is the leader of our pack, Leander Harts. He’s 24 years old, has a partner named Freya, who is 23 years old, and they have two adorable children, a boy named Axton and a little girl named Liora. My best friend,
Quickly, without hesitation, I moved out of sight from the window. My heart was racing fast and my wolf was jumping with joy. Whoever owned those captivating blue eyes was my mate. I wasn't ready for a mate yet.Elara looked at me in a questioning manner, but I pressed my finger to my lips and shook my head. She nodded, although I knew she was wondering why I was behaving this way. I heard my mum calling for us to come down. Whatever had just happened, I couldn't ruin this chance for my brother.Taking a deep breath, I headed downstairs with Elara by my side. I smelled an intoxicating scent, however, it seemed fainter than I imagined. Shaking it off, I saw the Black Pack sitting down in the living room, having a casual conversation with Leander and Freya.As Elara and I entered, all eyes turned on us. Within an instant, someone said, "Mine." A blur rushed past me and I heard a squeal. I then realized it was Elara. My brother motioned for me to sit next to him, and I did. I was happy f
Our lips moved in sync, fitting perfectly as if they were meant to be together. I found myself enjoying the kiss far more than I should have and couldn’t find the energy to pull away. It was soft and gentle, yet it showed how much Valor wanted me. This made my wolf go wild with excitement, and my heart fluttered, though I quickly tried to stop that feeling. When we finally broke the kiss, our foreheads touched, and we were both breathing heavily."Well, that quietened you," Valor said, smirking at me.My eyes widened in surprise, and I pushed him away, causing Valor to chuckle. Frustrated, I started walking towards my room. Surprisingly, Valor didn’t follow me, nor did he sigh or mutter under his breath. I wondered why for a moment but quickly brushed it off, relieved that he wasn’t doing anything. My wolf, however, was utterly depressed that I had run off and not kissed Valor again. If it were up to me, I would never kiss Valor again, but I knew my wolf would have a different opinion
I woke up and itched my eyes. I was still in the car, and we were unfortunately still driving. I turned to my right, and there was Valor still driving. He gave me a smile, but I rolled my eyes and looked out of the window. "Are you hungry, Lenora?" Valor asked, trying hard to make conversation with me. "Actually, I am. Can we stop off at Nandos and eat there? I love that place," I said, smiling at Valor. He looked a bit taken aback by my sudden mood change, but then again, so was I. However, he happily agreed.Ten minutes later, we were at a Nandos, and I jumped out, glad to have the opportunity to stretch my legs. Valor offered me his hand, but I kindly refused. I felt bad afterward, seeing the pain in his eyes. I quickly shook away the feeling. What the hell was happening to me?My wolf was laughing at my expense and my inability to stop feeling for my mate. I mean, he was insanely good looking with his black hair, and he looked casual with jeans and a tightly fitting top that showe
When I finally opened my eyes, I blinked a few times to focus on my surroundings. I was in an unfamiliar room and had no idea how I got there. I tried to get up, but two arms held me down. I gasped at the contact, as sparks filled my body with a warm feeling I had never felt before. I felt the urge to snuggle into Valor's arms, into his warmth.I shook my head, trying to get rid of those thoughts. Great, only a few days with him and look what's happening. My mom always told me how the feeling of your mate holding you was the best in the world. She and dad were always so romantic, but I never thought I would feel that because I didn't want a mate and still don't. But I couldn't stop thinking about snuggling into Valor's warmth, feeling that feeling my mom told me about. I could feel my wolf urging me to go for it and how happy Valor would be if we did.I was just about to go for it but stopped. I paused, looked around the unfamiliar room, and jumped out of bed. I looked at what I was w
Valor led me out of our bedroom. Oh crap, I'm saying "our" now. My wolf loved the close contact since we hadn’t experienced it much yet. There really was no feeling like when your mate holds or touches you. I loved it but tried not to show it on my face; I didn’t want Valor to see the effect he had on me, even though I could clearly see the effect I had on him. My wolf chuckled in my head and said, "You'll fall for him sooner or later, and I'm guessing sooner." I groaned in frustration. My wolf would not stop taunting me. Before I knew it, there were people standing in front of me with massive grins on their faces. I turned to Valor, who scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. I turned back to the people and smiled. One man stepped forward, "Hi, I am Valor's third in command. My name is Nate, and this is my mate Phoebe." Nate pointed to a little brunette who squealed and gave me a massive hug. "It's so nice to finally have another girl here! I've heard there are two new girls. Fi
Valor was standing there holding what I presumed was a rogue by the throat up against the wall. I gasped in horror, and Valor started punching the man and shouting, "Why are you here?" "I'll murder you." The poor man fell to the ground and coughed up blood. He managed to say, "Does your mate know that you torture rogues in here?" His question shocked me. Torture?I was praying that Valor would say he wasn't torturing rogues but that was not the case. Instead, I heard, "No, and she will not know. She doesn't need to know everything in my life, and this is my secret." I stepped back in horror. Valor was scaring me, I could even feel my wolf retreating into the back of my mind. I knew that Valor killed but I had no idea that he actually tortured rogues, presumably to their death. It made me sick to think I have a mate like this who does all this. I could have lived with a bit of killing, which I would have thought would stop after finding me, but this was not the case.I swallowed the lu
When you sleep, people always talk about the amazing dreams they have or the scary nightmares. When I slept, all I heard were screams of pain—sounds, not pictures. It scared me to the bone because I knew exactly why I was hearing all these sounds. Valor. He was the reason for all of this. I cried loads and begged for it to stop. I had never been so scarred by seeing something like that in my life, and it scared the crap out of me, to be honest.I know all this stuff about how your mate cares for you and would never hurt you, but Valor's actions yesterday did not prove that. If he truly cared for me, he should have told me. I wouldn't have run away if he had told me. Sure, I would have been shocked at first, but I would have probably been really grateful that he told me and would have helped him stop. But now, even though I hated to admit it, I was afraid of Valor. It was not right to be afraid of your mate, yet here I was in some abandoned tree house hiding from him.After about an ho