Willow“What’s that?!” He rips my hand forward to inspect it before I even have a chance to process it.I cough again and more droplets of blood appear on my other hand. The taste of copper lingers on my tongue. Was I dying?My lower back still aches from where I landed on the sharp rock, but I was accustomed to bruising. It was just another day in my life. But I had never coughed up blood before.Concern is written on his face. He doesn’t even try to hide his emotions as he hauls me off the chair and into his arms.I cough again, only this time, I feel the dribble of blood that makes its way out of the corner of my mouth and down over my chin.If I’m dying, at least I get to look at someone handsome instead of the people keeping me held for the auction. Silver lining and all that.My lungs burn as he races me through the house and out into the cold air. My body shivers, but I don’t think it's from the cold.Zane puts me in the back of the car, cursing about something. But I can’t hea
WillowI’m grateful that I’ve hidden my face. I feel my cheeks burn and I’m pretty sure that they are the colour of a tomato. Something about his words stirred deep inside of me. I had seen other girls and their new ‘owners’. They were treated like shit before they had even left the auction house, but Zane, the most he had done was a few threats and he had saved me, more than once.I frown as I keep my face hidden. No man had made me question my feelings until him and he did it at every damn turn.“Can I trust that you are not going to leave the room?” “I can hardly walk.”“That’s not what I asked.” He walks around the bed to face me and I still have most of my face covered except my eyes.“I will stay…for now. I’m tired anyway.” Every inch of me hurts. The doctor said it will take a while to recover because of the inability to heal like a normal wolf.“Good girl.”It was dark when I woke. I could smell his oak and maple scent as he moved around in the darkness but it was tainted wi
ZaneHer caramel eyes stare into her pancakes. She was yet to take a bite when ‘Thank you.’ falls from her pink lips.Somehow those two words were not what I thought she would say. I was expecting resistance and annoyance that she hadn’t had the chance to kill them herself.“You may think that I’m an asshole, little wolf, but I will do whatever I need to do to protect you. Now eat.”She heads back upstairs after breakfast. Telling me that she wants to draw. Again, not what I was expecting. And now more than ever, she seems unpredictable.‘Where are you?” I link Stevens‘Overseeing training that’s about to start.’Before leaving the house, I place a guard on the door of our bedroom, just as a precaution. She still hadn’t fully recovered but that didn’t mean anything. She ran when she had torn up feet.“You good?” Stevens asks as I approach him. I nod looking out at the teenagers being put through their paces.“She can scent me.”“We can all scent you, Zane. You are the Alpha. You stin
WillowThe reflection in the window lets me see him roll his eyes. He presses his lips together and shoves his hands in his pockets, deep in thought.As I start to draw, he quietly asks me a question“What do you know of mates, little wolf?” “That it’s a load of bullshit. Something designed years ago by some Moon Goddess as a way to keep blood lines going. That’s what my father told me.”“And?”I sigh, pivoting the chair back around to face him. Barely tolerating the pain that spasms down my back.“Because the wolf population exploded, it became impossible to pair people…up.” Was this seriously going the way it sounded? It couldn’t be possible, it just couldn’t. Surely I would know?“Anything else?”I shake my head. Not wanting him to carry on with this conversation. If it’s true, I will never get to leave this place.“Rumour has it that it is still possible. Very rare, but possible. Only by chance do wolves actually get to meet their mates, it can happen. When you were in the hospit
WillowMy stomach is in knots as he leaves. ‘Now and forever.’ It’s so permanent.I had always been made to believe that the idea of mates is just a fantasy story from long ago. My father always said it was to give hope to little girls that Mr Right would be out there somewhere. Their prince charming.I had asked him what would happen if he found his mate. Would he leave us for her?He told me ‘No, I don’t need anyone else.’ But ultimately, as I grew older, I learned that his words didn’t mean much. He only truly cared about himself.My shoulders drop and I find myself staring at the closed door, playing with my swollen lip. Could it really be true? Is Zane my mate?I could smell him, but I had no pull to him. I didn’t find myself longing for him. But he did make me feel safe. Any time he held me, it felt like the world had fallen away and it was just us. No man had ever made me feel like that.Being a halfbreed really did suck sometimes.Through the window, I spot him moving across t
Willow“Don’t be stupid. I can't heal.”“Get up.” He climbs off of me and holds a hand out expectantly. Clutching the sports bra to my chest. I stand up. There was no dull ache or random spasms rippling down my spine.I move to the mirror, trying to see the wound on my back, but there is nothing. Reaching around to wipe it, the stuff used for the stitches comes away in my hands.“How?” I look over to his dark eyes observing me. “How?”“It’s suggested that mates have the ability to help each other heal.”I snort. “If that’s the case, why haven’t I healed until now?”His brows knit together. “My guess is, it’s because you now believe what I’m telling you, little wolf. Your feelings for me are changing and you are starting to accept that we are connected.”“Right.” I move into the closet and grab the nearest top to pull on. A black shirt that swamped my body and smelled like him. Oak and Maple. Everyone had a scent but his was different. A scent that brought me the same amount of comfort
ZaneI wanted to fuck her so bad. My cock had been throbbing inside my jeans to the point it was painful. Every gasp, groan and moan of my name had me desperate to fuck her, but there would be time for that and I will see my cock buried inside of her every fucking night when I claim her.“You might want to change your underwear and jeans.” I tell her. “I don’t want any of my men being turned on by the scent of what’s mine.”She still hadn’t moved from the wall when I returned from the bathroom. Her jeans still undone.Her eyes follow me around the room. Almost burning into my skull. I couldn’t help the smug smile. Grabbing my watch, I turn to look at her. She had slid down the wall and was sitting on the floor, her legs folded up in front of her. I knew I hadn’t hurt her, yet her reaction is not something I expected. I should know by now that she didn’t ever react how I expected her to.I knew she wasn’t a virgin. And even if she was, I had only finger fucked her.Squatting down in f
Willow“Claim me! As in mark me?”“You know who I am now.”“That doesn’t mean I’m ready to be claimed. Are your wolves waiting, is that it? You are going to make this some kind of dominant play where they watch you claim me?”“Is that what you want?” There is an edge of amusement in his tone as I glare at him.“No. I don’t want any of it.”His brows knit together as he frowns at me and for a moment I feel guilt. Yet he was hiding his emotions, but my guess is that he is more than pissed off. Any other person would be happy to find their true mate. But I still didn't know what I felt about him.“Do you know how hard it is?” I add. “Men haven’t made my life easy. They have only ever cared about themselves. I was only ever seen as the weaker sex. I didn’t….this wasn’t supposed to happen. I had everything planned. I was going to get my family's debt paid off. I was going to move them away. I was going to live a life that wasn’t tainted by my fathers choices. I was going to free those othe
ZaneI leave Willow spread like a starfish on our bed. As she sleeps, a pleasing smile hovers on her lips. She doesn’t stir as I dress or even as I press my lips to her forehead. As I grab my jacket, my eyes roam over every inch of her. She was perfect, and I am annoyed that I have to leave, but this Clemins prick must be dealt with.Outside, Stevens hands me a card, “The address.”“Not too far from the auction house,” I mumble, giving it a once over.“It makes sense that he wants to keep an eye on the women, especially when he has a favourite.” He looks up at the house.“You will stand guard of our bedroom,” I instruct. “If she comes out, you will supervise her every movement. No one comes into the house but the omegas on duty, and you do not leave her for a single minute unless she is in the bedroom or bathroom.”“Of course.” He gestures to the car, “Greyson and a couple of others will accompany you.”I look over to the car. Greyson is sitting up front, his hands already on the ste
Zane“You already…” She scowls, sitting up, “You already planned to kill him?”“The very second, he decided to speak to me as though I was one of his subjects. I don’t care for people that don’t respect other people’s positions.”Willow’s caramel eyes widen, and a tinge of pink coats her cheeks. She didn’t care much about my Alpha title either, and so far, my little wolf was the only one I would allow to get away with such disregard.“Shall we go home?” I ask as her head leans against my shoulder once more.“Yes.” Her body relaxes into mine. I knew Willow thought that she was responsible for his death, but I wanted her to understand that he was always going to die. That even if she told me to let go of him, I wouldn’t have.Twenty minutes into the journey, Willow’s head rests on my lap. Her eyes are closed, her lips are parted, and her heartbeat is quiet as she sleeps. I let out a groan. Harlow’s news was not something I wanted to hear, nor did I expect what he told me.‘Do you want t
WillowAsh hurries me through the house with his hand pressed to my lower back and a concerned look on his face. I could recognise his expressions better than Zane’s. He taps my lower back, “Keep walking, don’t stop.”If anyone but him or Zane tried to do that, I would have smacked them, but I’m guessing Zane had explicitly requested that Ash keep a hand on me at all times.As we walk through the house, I see Greyson wave a couple of men forward. One steps in front of us, taking the lead, while the other joins at the rear, following us as we move. It made me feel like I had some kind of power and that I must be protected at all costs, but do I really need that much protection?If only Layla could see me now. I know she would find the whole situation hilarious. Before the end, even on the darkest days, she managed to keep so many of us focusing on the good things.I’m guided out of a different door than the one we walked through to enter the house. It leads to a familiar hallway, one
Zane“Why would you do this?” Willow challenges Saskia.“Annabella,” she sneers. “Drives me up the fucking wall. I’m happy to see her squirm. You know she has caused a lot of issues for others, right, not just you?”There is a tiny smirk at the corners of Willow’s lips as Saskia sits in the empty chair. She folds her long legs over each other and smiles at my mate.“I admit, I was surprised to see you, but what you don’t know is that it was the best surprise.” She glances at me. “I shouldn’t have said what I said about her being a half-breed. I think I was just thrown by the situation, and it’s clear from your Beta that you are happy.”“I am.” I grin at her, wondering how Stevens managed to pull this off so quickly and get Saskia to set Harlow up. Whatever he did, it seemed like Saskia was more than happy to help.“What did you do?” Willow asks.“Left my underwear in Harlow’s bed and made sure an Omega saw me leaving his room. For it to have kicked off this quickly, I assume she went
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Willow“Of course not.” Harlow frowns. “I can’t expect you to forget something that changed your life.”I step back from him. “So what do you want from me?”“I miss you.”“You don’t even know me anymore. This,” I gesture at my dress, “Isn’t me! The fancy shoes, everything you see, it’s all put on for this night. Because I, was looking for something.”“What are you looking for?” He asks curiously“It doesn’t matter.” I turn away from him and practically crash into Zane.“Are you okay?” Zane scowls“I want to leave.”“Will?” Harlow mutters from behind me“It was a mistake coming here.” I tell Zane. “All their fucking judgy eyes on me the entire time. Whispers spreading like wildfire.” I spin around to stare at Harlow. “Is that why you wanted me to come? To remind me of what I lost? To show everyone that I’m still here. The half wolf, half human abomination?”“It wasn’t like that, Will. I just wanted you to see that I am changing things.”I gesture to the garden. “This isn’t changing thi
WillowFor a moment, I felt like I was back on that stage. All eyes on me, whispers running through the crowd. At least none of them were thinking about stroking their cocks.I pause to take a deep breath, reminding myself that Zane had told me we could leave at any point if it became too much. But now I am here, I want to prove a point. That I wasn't running scared anymore.“Are you good?” Zane whispers in my earI nod and take a step forward.“Then let's get a drink to steady those nerves.” He glances down to his hand where my nails are firmly embedded in his skin.“Sorry,” I whisper, uncurling my fingers. Little bloody crescents are quick to heal. He smiles at me and presses his lips to my cheek. In the corner, I spot Harlow staring at me. He is deep in conversation with another man that I don’t recognise but his eyes are fixated on me.At the bar, Zane orders me a glass of wine and though I wasn’t a drinker, I glug that thing like my life depended on it.Zane raises a brow at me,
Zane“Do you think he is trying to win her over?” Steven’s asks as he hands me a black tie“It would be a fucking mistake. He knows it would start a war and he and his pack wouldn’t survive that.”“Whatever feelings Willow once had for him have long gone.” He tells me, “She is mated to you, not him.”“She’s spoken to you about him, hasn’t she?”“Briefly. You already know there was something between them in the past, long before you came into her life. All I am confirming is that she has no interest in going back to him.”I hear footsteps shuffle across the carpet upstairs. Bailey is first to appear. A massive grin on her face. She hurries down the stairs towards us and turns to admire her own work as Willow steps forward.The ruby red dress is a stark contrast to her creamy skin, but nevertheless, it is beautiful. The bodice is perfectly fitted to her curves, cradling her breasts beautifully. It nips in tight at the waist then turns into free flowing fabric that covers her legs.Willo