Ianthe
My body is stiff and sore. I'm not used to going outside my house apart from thirty minutes a day to have Natalia run aroud a little bit. Now I've been on a plane and I was terrified, tense the whole flight. Wolves are not supposed to fly, I don't know how my brother was so comfortable for the whole journey.
They're sending me away. I killed our parents and now I'm paying the price. My fate has been decided by my brother and I have no say whatsoever. I have never had a say in my own life. I'm supposed to hide away so that nobody can see me, but they know I'm out there somewhere. If I wasn't, they wouldn't have had tales to tell. Where there is smoke, there is a fire and vice versa.
"I'm scared."
I only realize that I have said the words out loud when my brother looks briefly at me before he concentrates on the road again.
"Don't be." He says soothingly. "I will be back to get you before you know it."
Three months.
Three months until I turn eighteen and hopefully find my mate. I've been hidden away for all this time, the only contact with others was my immediate family members, and Marisa hates me. She's always hated me. Said I took up too much of our parents' time, that I think I'm special but I'm nothing but a low-life rot, sucking the life out of everyone around me.
I did not choose to be born who I am. Fate decided that I was to be a freak of nature. My parents fought hard and valiantly to keep me alive until I found a mate, ultimately paying with their own lives. I wasn't even allowed to say goodbye to them properly.
Sebastian still has some grace for me, if it was up to Marisa, I would've been out on my ass a long time ago.
"Why do I have to leave?" I look out the window at the beautiful scenery outside. It's so different from where we come from, it's warm and lovely, but I'm so used to my coat being a cloak to hide beneath that I don't dare take it off.
"This pack is fierce and stronger than ours, they don't get messed with." There's a hint of awe in Sebastian's voice. "If you're going to be safe, it's here, and the alpha owes me."
I do trust Sebastian. He's always been kind to me, a good big brother, and he stepped up to the plate in my father's untimely death. He doesn't have to do this, but I believe he wants the best for me like our parents did.
It truly is beautiful outside, everything lush and green and I wish I could shed my clothes and let Natalia enjoy the fresh air and the dense greenery. She's been extremely quiet today, usually, she does most of the talking between us, demanding me to break the chains we have been held in for so long.
We enter a gorgeous town with people milling about, laughing on sidewalks, we pass a park where children play happily. It seems rather safe here, it feels familiar somehow, and I've never been outside my state. A sense of comfort envelopes me that I have never felt before, not even in my mother's arms.
Nobody can see me from the outside, the windows are tinted black of the car Sebastian hired at the airport, so I take in everything and everyone around me with quiet delight. I want to roll down the window and inhale the happiness in the air.
"We're here." Sebastian says and I turn towards him. "Please wait in the car, let me talk to him first."
I nod and do exactly like I'm told, like I've done my entire life.
Stay out of sight, Ianthe, don't let anyone know you're alive. It's been easy actually, I have no scent to anyone not related to me. The building my brother entered is not the usual skyscrapers from where we come from. I know it's a business building, Ottaviano Inc is sprawled on the top of the large brick building. It's only about six stories high, but it doesn't make it any less imposing. The building is beautiful in itself, it has a rustic class to it.
We're probably in the business district right now. People are milling around wearing suits and high heels. My hands are itching to work too, I've been gifted with mathematical skills and no way to make use of it.
I was busy convincing my father to let me attend an online university, but he declined, saying it would draw too much attention to me. Maybe if I met my mate, I could discuss it with him. It's so frustrating having to wait until I'm mated to have some sense of freedom.
And also I'm going to be tied to someone when I've not even had a chance to enjoy my life on my own. No friends, no parties, no school. I will just trade one prison for another.
I envy the people walking outside without a care in the world. There are two girls roughly my age sitting at a coffee shop on the other side of the street, laughing at something on one of the girls' phones. That is what I want, at least one friend who will tell me funny stories or someone I could exchange notes with about cute boys. I used to badger Marisa for stories about school, but she would always slam the door in my face.
The word 'freak' still reverberates through me to this day. After a while, I just gave up talking to her altogether. I thought maybe when she found her mate and when she herself had a pup, our relationship would change, but I was grasping at straws. I have to accept the fact that Marisa and I will never be close like other sisters.
Sebastian returns and we go inside the building, the hood covering my face. I can feel the burning stares on me and my cheeks flame. I have never been around so many people before. My brother steers me firmly into the elevator and presses the button to the ninth floor. I misjudged that one, luckily nobody is going up so we're by ourselves.
"Just listen to the Alpha's orders and you'll be fine."Sebastian tells me before we reach our destination.
I've always followed orders, I don't see the reason for him to remind me. We get off the elevator and I quickly look around my surroundings, the place is decorated in creams and beiges with the walls exposed brick. It feels warm and inviting.
A smartly dressed woman is standing next to a closed door, her demeanor coming across as nervous. I quickly drop my head again so she can't see my face. Sebastian knocks and goes inside, but I just stand there awkwardly, my heart beating frantically in my chest.
Natalia is standing upright now in all her glory, still quiet as a mouse, her eyes unblinking. A buzz starts in my head, drowning all other sounds away. Sebastian tries to mindlink me, but my mind shuts him off and my feet move on their own, entering a room.
For a split second, my heart stops beating and I look up, my hood falling from my head. And life as I've known it, will never be the same again.
Ricardo I'm completely stunned. Air whooshes in my ears and my blood is pumping at an extreme pace, my heart threatening to stop completely. Daemon is howling and jumping inside me like he has lost all sense of rationality. She is indeed the most exquisite thing I have ever seen. When Sebastian said she was exceptionally beautiful, I thought she was model-like, someone who could grace magazines, but she is so much more than that. Her hair is the color of finely spun light-gold, her eyes the lightest of blue I have ever seen, appearing almost ice-like. Her nose is slim and straight and her cheekbones high, her lips are full and tinted a natural pink. I want to feel those lips underneath mine immediately, but I'm too shocked to do anything. Could it be? Could she be... It's not possible, is it? She is only seventeen and wouldn't be able to find her mate unt
Ricardo Ianthe Her name is perfect, ethereal, just like her. Why did she only have to be seventeen. Is this a to test my patience? To torture me? Wolves are naturally very sexual beings, an alpha even more so. I have women in between the sheets on a regular basis, but now that I have found my mate, that is no longer an option. Even if she doesn't know it yet, I will respect her, but as soon as she turns eighteen, she will be in my bed, forever. The thought of her in my bed, me inside her, has my skin itching all night. It doesn't help that I can smell her lavender scent even with the walls seperating us. I almost don't get any sleep, my erection keeping me up all night, so I get up an hour earlier and take a long cold shower and then I step outside, inhaling the fresh air, the woods beckoning me. Daemon takes over and he runs into the woods like a wolf possessed. I sup
Ricardo She's faster than she looks, but Daemon stays behind her. She's clearly upset about something and he's giving her space, but she would still know that he's there. She runs straight to the house and Daemon looks away as she shifts from wolf to human form. I don't even know my own wolf anymore, he has never shown this much restraint before. I wait a few minutes before I shift too, making sure she has already entered the house. Nudity has never been a thing for werewolves, we shift in front of one another without being self-aware, but I'm not sure if that's the case with her. There are so many things about this girl that I don't know. Maybe Harry was right, maybe I made the decision to take her in too quickly. I should have asked more questions first. But when you're presented with your mate on a silver platter, what are you supposed to do? Say no? I pull on the pyjama pants I left at the kitc
Ianthe Ricardo doesn't come back to the kitchen for breakfast and after waiting on him for about half an hour, I decide to go back up to my bedroom. I'm used to being confined to the house, which isn't ideal for a werewolf, but it's become a safe haven for me. At least this house is very pretty. I'm a little confused too. Did Sebastian not tell him about my disposition? I've been caged all my life, for someone to tell me that I can do whatever I wanted, made me feel emotional and slightly off-balance. When Sebastian told me I was coming to stay with this pack, I thought that it would just be me being hidden away again, just a different location. Now I'm being told I can go out and have friends. Not that I would know the first thing how to get a friend, I've always just relied on Natalia's company. "Take a shower and get dressed." Natalia sing-songs in my head. "Life is waiting girl!"
Ricardo Ianthe's lavender scent is surrounding me in the car when we drive to the office. I've been quiet ever since we left, my head a maelstrom of thoughts and confusion. She doesn't have a scent. Which is impossible because all I can smell is her. Her scent is everywhere I turn, I can't even smell my own bodywash anymore. When I closed my eyes in the shower, I saw a field of lavender with her wolf as white as snow amongst it, why is it that I can smell her and not Colt? As wolves we rely heavily on our senses, and I have never encountered one who doesn't have a scent. Sebastian lied to me about something, but I'm not going to call him and just ask. I first want to unravel this mystery on my own. Her hand is soft and small in my own when I open the door for her and help her out of the SUV. She's wearing appropriate clothes today, and I can't help the sweep of my eyes to her ample breasts. She's dressed modestly, the tee covering everything and her jeans not too tight, but there
Ricardo I watch Ianthe and her guards leave with a ton of apprehension. This is a test today, if they screw anything up and not follow any of my orders, they will be fired not from only being her guards, but from the army as well. They're going to have to find new careers. It might seem I'm overreacting because our town is extremely safe, we literally have no crime here. There's of course the teenagers that get up to nonsense, like stealing their parents' liquor and getting drunk by the river. We usually let them be because we were all that age not too long ago and kids are supposed to have fun. Everybody living in the town are werewolves. There were humans living here once upon a time, but after the rogue attacks, I gave every family a nice settleman and they left. If another attack comes, I don't want to be responsible for the deaths of innocent people. Werewolves at least have the abilities to protect themselves and their families. Harry and Colt wait patiently as I watch Iant
Ianthe I can feel everyone's eyes on me, but I pay them no mind. If today is the day that I die, then so be it. Plus, I have guards that look like they could kill anyone. One of them is a constant at my back, I don't know where the other one is, probably scoping out if the place is completely safe. I don't mind the two hulking men at all, I'll take guards over having to be locked up in the house any time. I'm picking out everything I have never had a chance to wear. I probably have like a dozen swimsuits in various styles and colors packed up and ordered by one of the men to be sent to the Alphas' house. I can see the curiosity in the salespeople's eyes when they're being told that. What is a young lady doing at the Alpha's house? I guess the shadow was right. These people have never seen me in their pack before, so they're probably wondering who the hell I am. Even the curious glares can't extinguish my excitement at finally being able to shop for myself, even though I'm buying
Ricardo My thoughts are running a million miles an hour as I sit at my family's restaurant waiting for Ianthe to join me. What Harry suggested is utterly absurd and inconceivable, yet all the facts point to it being true. But how? It's nothing but folk's tale. And if it was true, wouldn't we have known if someone like her actually exists in this world? No, there has to be another explanation why nobody else but me can smell her. Maybe they gave her some tonic or something to hide her smell. Her brother seemed very paranoid that unmated wolves would take advantage of her, it could be they're trying to hide her scent to protect her. That's the only logical explanation. I can't even think of the other possibility. That changes the game completely for me. I can sense her being close before I see her. I must say I'm impressed with the soldiers. They are taking their jobs very seriously.
IANTHE I find Heleni standing in front of the lake, her arms crossed protectively over her chest and tears glistening in her eyes. I lay my hand on her back in a soothing manner. "Are you okay?" She shakes her head and sniffs. "I can't believe Harry thought I killed Genevieve." I take in a deep breath. "He found you standing over her body. You have to admit it looked suspicious." She turns her face fully to me, and I see the gut-wrenching hurt in her eyes. "We're supposed to be mated in two days. How can I get mated to someone who doesn't even trust what I say?" I frown, feeling the reluctance coming off her waves. "What are you saying, Heleni? " There have been times when wolves rejected their mates, but I have always been a firm believer that what the Moon Goddess decided, we shouldn't ignore or break. She looks at me with heartbreak in her eyes and the muscles around my heart clench in despair. "I don't think I can be mated to someone who doesn't trust me." She whispers.
IANTHE I watch as Ricardo tries to calm down his uncle who seems to be having a nervous breakdown. I can't blame the guy. Life has been pretty shitty for him lately. Instead of his son graduating, he's in the hospital looking like a shadow of his former self. I know stuff in this pack hasn't been happening because of me. Whatever is transpiring here has been happening way before I came here, yet I still feel guilty. Gosh, we lost Randall today. A searing pain goes through my heart at the thought of him losing his life because he was trying to keep me safe. I know it was his job, but it doesn't make the loss any easier to bear. How many more will lay down their lives for mine? I'm so busy wallowing in self-pity that I don't even notice Heleni until she touches my arm. "Hey, are you okay?" She's wearing a worried expression on her face. "Harry told me about what happened." I nod. "I'm okay, what about you? You haven't been around much." There's a flash of guilt in her e
RICARDO "This is gonna be a shit storm." Harry rubs his eyes. "I'm getting mated in two days, I swear I'm going to wear wrinkles on the most important day of my life." I stare up at the ceiling of my office, hoping that somehow the Moon Goddess would just make things a tad bit easier for me and send me the answers that I need. "Why didn't you just restrain the fucker or something." Harry rambles on. "That way he could've confessed to the pack himself what he's been doing all these years. He was respected, no way the pack is just going to accept our explanantion." I get up from my chair and run both of my hands through my hair. What I wouldn't give for a vacation right about now. Preferably somewhere tropical, isolated, just Ianthe and me. "I'm the alpha of this pack, aren't I?" I turn towards my best friend who is pacing the length of my office, "If they're going to believe someone, it should be me." "You better hope so, we don't know how many followers he had." And that's my b
RICARDO My blood is boiling in my veins and I rip my shirt off to breathe a bit easier. All I see is red as I look down at Gus's lifeless, naked body on my kitchen floor, his head that I ripped straight off staring at me. I completely lost it when I saw him up against Ianthe, naked and grabbing her like he had a right to. Nobody touches her but me. She's looking at me like I've gone crazy, and maybe I have. This is not the way I intended to deal with Gus. I had a plan, we were gonna get all the information we could out of Genevieve, find out how her family is involved and why. Now I have a dead man lying by my feet and a mate that's looking at me like I might kill her next. There's a banging on the front door and next thing I know Harry and Colt are in the kitchen, looking from me, to the headless Gus, and then to Ianthe. "What the hell happened!" Harry shouts, frantically pointing at Gus. "I thought we had a plan." "Oh my Goddess." Ianthe sobs, her hand going to her throat. "I
IANTHE I'm restless. I've watched too many movies where I didn't even know what was going on. I've tried reading up on investing, but to be honest it doesn't even interest me anymore. I'm used to being alone and bored, but now I know what it's like to have friends and company and most importantly, having someone to call my own. Only that someone has done his best to avoid me. I still sleep in his bed every single night, waiting like a dutiful wife, but lately he's been spending all his time in his home office or he's out somewhere with Harry and Colt. I'm craving his attention, even if it's just him holding me to his hard body at night. Maybe he's having an affair. But does it even qualify as an affair if we're not mated yet? I turn eighteen in two weeks. I'm both nervous and excited. What if something happens and we don't end up being mated? My life has surely not been easy, I lose important people all the time. What if I lose him? But what if I don't? What if we
RICARDO "No offense, but you need to get laid." Harry is looking at me like I've grown two heads after I told him that I thought he might be in on whatever is transpiring in the pack. He's been my best friend forever, I was stupid to even think he would ever betray me like that. "I feel like my intuition has not been the best." I run my hand through my hair, tugging the strands in frustration. Harry hums. "Maybe that's why the Moon Goddess sent Ianthe when she did, to help you with that." He might be right. Her being here might be intentional. Her being here is also the cause of the worst blue balls I've ever experienced before. I sigh as I drop into the chair behind my desk. "I didn't think being Alpha would be this exciting after my dad's reign." Harry smirks. "Yeah, but boring is no fun now, is it? Try to get some rest, I'll see you in a few hours at the jail." Yes, it's time we get to the bottom of Genevieve's involvement at least. I still have a cousin in a hospi
RICARDO Daemon is scratching at my collarbone to get out and get loose. He wants to be let free to terrorize the very town that we laid our lives on the line for. All we ever did was keep this town safe, protected from unwanted terrors. Now the very town I fought so hard for is stabbing me in the back. I don't know who I can trust anymore. If Ianthe says something is up with Gus, then something is up with Gus. And I went and jeopordized it all when I told the council she was a White Wolf. How stupid could I be? I thought we all had the same endgame in mind. I guess I was wrong. The joke's on me. I smell Harry way before I see him. "Care to tell me why I had to run all the way to the other side of the town?" There's a slight complaint in his voice, but next thing he knows, my hand is around his neck, and I'm jacking him up a tree. His hand grabs mine, but I'm way stronger than him, even more so now that I have Ianthe. There's a question and a slight sign of fear as my hand tight
RICARDO I sit up in bed and look at the woman lying next to me. She's not being herself, I sensed something was off ever since we returned from the funeral. I had to have a meeting with Harry and Colt to discuss the new developments, so she went to bed by herself like she does most nights. Tonight has been different though. She didn't immediately cuddle up to me as soon as I laid down, and she's usually peaceful when she sleeps. Tonight she's been tossing and turning. I know her well enough to know that something is bothering her. Consciously or unconsciously. "Hey." I shake her shoulder gently and she opens her eyes immediately, turning towards me. "What's wrong?" She frowns, her voice a little bit rough from sleep. "I should ask you that, you've been tossing and turning the whole night." She throws an arm over her eyes, shielding that exquisite face from me. "I'm sorry, did I wake you? You must be tired after everything." I'm tired, yes, from all the shit that has been goin
IANTHE My hand is gripped tightly in Ricardo's as we make our way to the funeral of The Wisher. "Are you sure it's a good idea that I come?" I ask for what must be the seventh time. His thumb strokes languidly over the back of my hand, those greys looking like they're melting as he takes in my face. "I want you by my side." His sure voice sends tingles down my spine. I know as soon as we get out of the car, his hand will no longer hold mine in the public. My birthday has never been so slow to arrive as it does this year. There's something different to Ricardo today. I know he went out early this morning, at first I thought he went to take Daemon out for his daily run, but when he returned he smelled like a woman's perfume. I found it odd, but I didn't feel jealous. I instinctively know he only has eyes for me. Now he seems lighter somehow, the lines between his eyebrows that were permanently scowling smoothed out. I can't believe I almost lost him just yesterday. I'm still tha