Reginald Caine. He was ninety years old and in perfect condition. If he took great care of his health, he could live for another twenty years. Werewolves were blessed with long life. But unfortunately the dangerous world of the wolf didn’t allow many to live that long. Fights, bloodshed, sabotage, betrayal, everything all leading to death. It could be a savage existence. For the ones who chose that path. Not Gabriel’s grandfather though. The old man had retired and passed on the throne to the second eldest of his sons when he was ready to retire. That second child being Gabriel’s own father. Having three sons, and one oldest son who was very much alive and well, this decisions had caused strife and disagreement in the family. His grandfather never gave his reasons for doing so, even years after. This was what made Gabriel’s path to being an alpha even much more harder. With his father gone and his family ganging up against him, he had to deal with a lot of opponents.Strangely, hi
Lori was roaringly drunk. That was all she could remember as she roused from her sleep. The light from the blinds was so bright that she had to shield her sensitive eyes. Just how long had she been sleeping? She wondered. She didn't remember much, just that Elliot had asked her to drink with him. Some stupid drink game. She agreed and they started drinking. What Lori had forgot was her low alcohol tolerance and the pink cocktails she actually thought were harmless did more harm than she thought they would. Then she decided to try the shots and it loosened her up a lot more. The last thing she could remember was her dancing on the dancefloor and Elliot worrying about the keys or something. She woke up with a huge hangover. And she got up really late too. So when she woke up she was surprised to still see Gabriel at home. He walked into the room barely moments after she woke up with a tray in his hand. He was dressed in casual clothes, like he wasn't going to work and he smiled when
“Do you think he’ll talk?”Vara asked as she looked at the man who was tied to a chair in front of them. Lyle smiled, a sadistic cruel smile that sent shivers down Vara’s spine.“With the right motivation he will.”Lyle answered.“Bring her in.”He demanded and Vara glared at him before leaving the room. Tony tried to wrench his arms free and felt narrow straps dig into his flesh. He groaned in pain and kept battering at the straps with his forearms. They sawed in deeper and drew blood, but he was too far gone to notice it. They also weren’t just ordinary straps, woven with silver strands, they were a quite popular torture device for werewolves. The silver made it impossible to snap them and the silver getting into their blood only made it much more worse for them.Silver in a werewolf’s bloodstream made them weaker. Tony was yet to realize that he was making his situation worse. Lyle loved as he watched the young man squirm in pain. He had no personal vendetta against him. He ju
The wait for Gabriel to come home was long and uncomfortable. Lori moved back upstairs to stay in the nursery. Kate Caddel kept demanding for stuff, most of which included more sparkling water and seeing the baby. Lori had outrightly refused claiming that Emilia was napping and would get fussy if she was disturbed. Elliot left the main house when he was tired. Lori stayed in the nursery with the door locked and her eyes outside the window. Waiting for the gates to open and for Gabriel to come home.He didn't.She was finally forced to call him. He picked up the second time. “Hello? Lori I’m sorry I’m not home yet.”"Gabriel? What's going on? Are you coming home today?"She asked and he sighed."No. No I don't think so. There's been a situation.""What? What happened?"She asked and he sighed."Tony's missing. I have my men out looking for him. We don't know where he is and I think he can be in some kind of danger...""Danger?! Oh my God!"She didn't notice it but it was kind of od
"A mate?!" Ridiculous. Sabine thought as she shook her head. The whole thing sounded ridiculous. Gabriel having a human mate? And not rejecting her outrightly?It was a recipe for disaster. "That spineless human?! What the hell is Gabriel thinking!"She scoffed and Lyle shrugged. He was tired. He had a long day and he would very much like to go to bed but he had to give a report to Sabine. He was sitting on a chair with his arms folded with the stuck up Vara across him sharpening her claws with the sharp end of a dagger. Ugh. He didn't like her and from the way she looked at him she didn't like him either. But he didn't need to like her.He just needed Sabine. At least now she would trust him. He had gotten her the information she wanted, he couldn't wait for them to move up with their other plans.He has been waiting years. Years for the moment his dreams would become reality. Sabine was pacing around the room with a cigar in her hand and rollers in her hair. Mad and furious, s
Gabriel had sent eight werewolves. No ordinary werewolves, eight of his personal army. Elliot had never personally met any of them, they spent most of their time up in the hills or at the pack house. They trained a lot, that much Elliot knew. Their wolf form was terrifying enough to see and their human form too. They were also more wolf than human too, it was so easy to see in their mannerisms. The way they growled, the way they could talk to each other with just a few grunts or howls. Elliot both feared and revered them but then they came with bad news. Tony’s dead body had been found. Killed with a silver bullet. His mate too. Elliot knew what that meant. It was obvious someone was out to get them. And his mind shuddered at the thought of the person being his own brother. He didn’t want to believe that Lyle would take such a stupid risk. It was very stupid and it sounded extremely comical to say the least. Except Lyle had found support from some external forces, Lyle didn’t have i
He knew she had seen him. He could feel her eyes on him, like burning coal. He could feel her fear, it was like a scent in the air, strong and pungent.He knew what would happen when he turned. He knew the transformation would somehow expose what he truly was to Lori. But he was tired of hiding. It was who he was, he couldn’t hide anymore. She would find out sooner or later and Gabriel rather preferred her finding out from him than anywhere else. His yard was a bloodbath, full of bodies everywhere. His guards had survived, but three of them were seriously injured. He knew he should go with them as their alpha but he had to see Lori first, put her mind at ease and make sure she didn’t run out in fear.Elliot had passed him a shirt and shorts after everything but he was still drenched in blood. He would need a bath to get it all off. Halfway inside the house he ignored all the bows and praises from his staff as he rushed towards his room where Lori was.He knocked on the door eagerly
If someone had met her, at least two years ago and told her that she was going to get pregnant, lose the baby, become a nanny while meeting a werewolf who also happened to be an alpha she would have run away from the person and called them batshit crazy. In fact, she knew exactly how fast she would run. She could almost imagine it, running across the street from the maniac who was predicting what sounded impossible. To make matters much worse, if the same person had run after her and told her that she herself might not be human and there was a possibility of her being supernatural too she might have called the cops on them. Sitting there and watching Gabriel narrate everything to her, it almost felt like she was in some long never ending fever dream. It reminded her of those kind of movies where the best friend slash sidekick gets to know their friend has superpowers and finds it cool. Except Lori was different. Did she find it cool? She couldn’t tell, it was all too much for her
Gabriel's POV. Six months later. I want to marry Lori. I've been thinking about it for months, I've bought the perfect ring. The type I know she will like. A classic, oval cut diamond I’ve caught her admiring at least three times on separate occasions and I’ve been waiting for the perfect time. But something keeps coming up. Lori’s too busy. She has way too much on her plate and sometimes I think adding wedding plans to the mix would be a little thoughtless of me. We just celebrated Jack and Emilia's first year birthday a few weeks ago and the planning drained her. Physically and mentally drained her. She wanted a big party, I didn't mind a small one but we ended up going all out anyways and thankfully it didn't turn into a complete mess. And after the party I thought we'd be getting more alone time since we finally have a new nanny but that's not really the case. Lori has decided to apply for college and while I'm finally happy that she's getting to d
Lori's POVIt's been three months. Three long months but they have been full of more bliss than I've ever had in my life. More peace, more tranquility than ever before. After the issue with Sabine and all that nonsense, Gabriel and I were finally glad and happy that things were back to normal. In our lives and in our children's lives. We could finally live the life we always wanted to live. No, not the whole white picket fence suburban kind of house that Gabriel wanted, but picture something larger, grander, with more rooms and more space for kids to play in.We did move to the old mansion. It was just honestly so much better than the penthouse and for me it held a lot of fond memories. And knowing that Sabine would never step her feet in them again gave me a sense of comfort and relief like never before. It made me happy. And there were so many things to be happy about. I had completed the Luna rites two months ago and I was officially Gabriel's Luna. In were
It all went by in a blur, but every punch, she remembered. For herself, for Gabriel, for her son and most especially, for Elliot, who didn't make it. How could she let her go, how could she let her live after all the pain and harm she caused her?! No, she would not.She didn't plan on letting her walk free. no, she didn't plan on letting her stay alive. She vaguely remembered punching Sabine, then she saw someone pulling her up. The hands around her arms pulling her away with superhuman strength. She fought against it but it was futile, the hands were much stronger than hers. "Loretta. Loretta!!!"The voice called out. Lori snatched her hands away from her mother. "Don't call me that."She murmured as she tried crawling back to Sabine. Her face was bloodied and battered beyond recognition, she was barely breathing but Lori knew that the bitch was still alive. She was like a cockroach. She wouldn't die so easily. "Trust me you do not wa
Even though they had gone over the plan multiple times, Lori still felt jittery and nervous. The anxiety was eating at her, fast and quick. It didn't help that her clothes were still slightly wet and she was uncomfortable and cold. The nephilim guards Ione had got had managed to do a sweep of the area. They estimated the number of wolves around to be at fifteen, all scattered strategically around the mansion. The nephilim guards promised to handle all the guards, just as long as Lori and Gabriel went inside first, they promised to handle everything else. They would block all exits, so no one got out, that way anyone in the house would be unable to escape. Gabriel assured her that it would all be fine, and she tried to stay calm at the thought that it would, they were so close now, closer than they had ever been. Her son was just a few metres away from her. The nephilim guards went in first, and then chaos ensued. The whole party erupted in chaos, Gabriel ushere
Lori transformed. The full transformation and the cabin suddenly felt small and stuffy. Two huge men came to her side, one ways holding a book. Lori didn't know what it was or what it was for, but it looked important enough. "We have created a bath, you have to stay submerged in it to drown out our voices and movements."Lori looked around, they pointed to the end of the hallway. She wondered if whatever bathtub they had prepared would fit her wings. "Will this work?! You look unsure."She noted as she got a sense of her mother's emotions now that she was fully nephilim. She could smell her worry, also laced with fear.She wondered if the ritual was safe. "It will. It can take several hours though."Ione answered. Lori decided at this point she needed to alert Gabriel. Just in case anything that wasn't supposed to happen, happened. Come now. As fast as she had sent the message, she heard footsteps on the front porch, the door opened
"Hello?""Who is this?!"Lori asked as she rolled on the floor. Oh Myra had kicked her ass during training. In fact, she could barely feel her legs. Her muscles had been out of use for a while. It had only been about a week or two since she was out of training yet it felt like it had been years. "Loretta? Am I speaking to Loretta?"Lori sat up. Something about the voice was oddly familiar. "Yes?! Who is this?""This is Ione."Ione. Ione. Where had she heard that name before? She could have sworn it was familiar. "Ione what? From who?!""Ione Verstrynge. A friend of yours gave me your number. Her name is Astra."That was when it clicked. Astra had told her. That her mother was named Ione. And that she had heard of her. Lori couldn't believe her ears!She couldn't believe that she was talking to her birth mother. As shocked as she was, she also felt overwhelmingly angry. It had been years, what reason did the
Lori was late. She had promised to start training again and was well on her way there when Grace called and canceled due to a family emergency. Lori couldn’t blame her, but she also had to go to training and needed someone to watch the baby, so she had stayed home till Gabriel came back to take over. She had hurried out of the penthouse, in nothing but sweats and slacks, her gym bag over her shoulder with a pair of socks almost falling out. She stopped at the lobby to stuff it in. One of Gabriel's men was waiting at the parking lot to driver her to the training ground. She was late already and she was also sure that he must have been waiting a while. In her hurry, she bumped into someone and her whole bag came tumbling down again. She muttered a string of apologies as she picked up her bag, not even glancing at the person before turning away. The person touched her hand and she turned, alarmed and confused. Her eyes narrowed as she saw who it was. Axel Walker. She loo
Ione Verstrynge had stared at the contents of the letter ever since it arrived. The words were even starting to replay in her head. Alongside with a past she had fought hard to forget. She had sent for Graham, her right hand man, confused and angry, he was the only one she could trust in her state and the only one she had entrusted the information with the minute she got the letter. If it was true she had a grandson, then her daughter must be alive and in danger. She had lost her for years. Years of running and running had made her paranoid she she had run without looking back. The only problem was that she had left her daughter behind. With no time to look back. For the first few years she visited at least twice. She found out the orphanage had named her Loretta. And that she was a spitting image of her father. That had hurt more deeply than anything and so she had left again. The last time she went back, she didn't find her, too bad, she had wanted to at least see h
“Hello?!”Lori answered the phone, knowing fully well who the caller was. She had been expecting Sabine’s call ever since they launched their series of coordinated attacks on her. It had taken at least five days before she finally deigned to call her. She knew the woman would call once she found out the extent she was willing to go to. And Sabine did not disappoint.“Lori.”She answered in a clipped tone.“How have you been Sabine?”She asked and Sabine didn’t reply for a few seconds. “I’ve been better.”She grunted and Lori resisted the urge to chuckle. She was itching to gloat. “Must have been a pretty hard week…”“I’ve had better…”Sabine murmured. Lori examined her nails as she smiled to Myra who was sitting next to her and listening to every bit of the conversation. Myra had come to ask her when she would resume practice, Lori had avoided all talks of practice and told Myra about what she was up to instead, Sabi