Saoirse "I should've tried it on before today. It's too tight." I squirmed on my skin tight suit, trying to keep my boobs in place. They were practically spilling. When I decided to be Poison Ivy for the Masquerade party, it was to avoid the inconvenience of wearing a wig. I turned around to see my back. "Oh Goddess, my butt looks huge!" I was flustered. "You have the body girl, own it. I wish I've got all of your big assets plus a tiny waist." Elda said as she put on very red lip gloss on her lips. She sticked her butt out as she bent closer to the mirror. That skirt was too short it was appalling. "What in the world are you? That dress is scandalous?" I asked as I looked her up and down. Blaze wouldn't let me leave the room in something so miniscule. "I'm a hooker witch." I gasped. "Well, not all of us have a horney husband at our beck and call 24/7. Good thing my room is not close to yours, but it's no science what you and Blaze are up to when you spend most of the day insi
Saoirse "I am." The male voice sounded like an echo in my thumping ears. He stepped inside. I immediately recognized him. "Uncle Patrick! Why?! I'm your nephew's mate. What would you do this?! Please let me go. I won't say anything!" I pleaded. Maybe if I tell him that, he would let me go. I'm sure whatever his intentions were, he acted on a whim. " I can't, child. I can't." He sounded defeated. I could see the sadness in his eyes. He was acting against his will, much like his henchman here. "What is going on? What you're not telling me?" I asked on the verge of tears. The already matured man looked as if he had aged 10 years. He dragged his handa through his hair and paced around. Contemplating what to tell me. "They came to see me. The Rejected Witches. They want you, Vlad Streavorg wants you. It's either you or my son. He's been away for alpha training, and they've kidnapped him." He fell to his knees crying. Oh Goddess, I hope he is unharmed. My heart beat raised
Renzo 12. Saoirse 8 Renzo POV: She got out of the car and rapidly clasped her mothers hand. Her long red hair was blown by the wind, and while her parents talked to mine, she stared at me. It took me some moments to avert my eyes from that mesmerizing hair that seemed to be ablazed under the strong sun rays. But when I did, my mouth went almost agape when I saw her big gorgeous eyes. They were framed by perfect arched eyebrows and thick long lashes and... their color. I've never seen eyes like that before. One was Emerald green, and the other was half brown and half green. I knew I had read about that eye condition, but witnessing firsthand was something else. My mom, Luna Helen, gently touched my shoulder. "Why don't you go and show Saoirse around honey while your dad and I show Healer Colin and Healer Aela their new home and the hospital?" I nodded, and I stretched my hand to the little girl. Her porcelain white skin was all pinkish by the sun. She grabbed my hand with he
Renzo 18. Saoirse 14 Renzo POV: To say my little Saoirse was blooming into a beautiful woman was an understatement. That girl was favored by the Goddess, unashamedly. At her age, most girls had embarrassing pimples to worry about or tight lip smiles to hide painful braces. My Saoirse was perfect and one day she will be my mate. Tomorrow will be her 14 birthday, the age when most teenagers get our wolves. I still remember when I got my wolf, Blaze, 4 years ago. Saoirse loved him at first sight. 4 years ago Saoirse was in awe with Blaze. Blaze was a huge silver wolf with a blue sheen around its fur. He stood proudly while she caressed its fur. "You're beautiful, Blaze. You and Renzo will be the best Alpha's in the world once Alpha Lorenzo makes him Alpha of the pack." From then on, we became inseparable. I would take her for a run on my back around the forest, and she would hold tightly from my neck. She would do her homework by the lake and take long naps cuddling next to
All the joy that I felt at his declaration was indescribable. "You want me to be your Luna Renzo?" I repeated, still incredulous. Renzo was so handsome. He was so tall, more than six feet tall, riped with muscles, and a mischievous smirked that always melted my heart. "Of course I will make you my Luna. Can there be anyone else?" "What about your fated mate? You will surely cast me aside once you find her. I've seen how the mate bond makes a fool of all those mated couples around here. Didn't you see how Larissa Clinton abandoned Trevor Smith after five years living together as soon as she found her mate?" Renzo gave me a sterned look. and hold me from my shoulders. He looked at me seriously, his eyes flashed with a torrent of emotions. " Little one, don't you know that we're end game? Don't you know that I chose you the first time I laid eyes on you? Fated or not, you're mine, and if I ever find my supposed mate and it's not you, I will reject her right then and ther
Renzo 20. Saoirse 16 Renzo POV: I was finally done with the Alpha training. I wanted to surprise Saoirse by arriving 2 weeks earlier. I didn't think I was going to be the surprised one. " What do you mean she left the pack?" Shane was trying to explain as I was trashing my dad's office. "She left two years ago just 2 weeks after you left." I grabbed him by the neck at that revelation. He had assured me all these years that she was safe. She didn't email me as promised, but Shane told me it was because she was embarrassed for not having a wolf. Didn't she know that wolf or no wolf she was all I wanted? I was seething. My dad pulled me away from shane. " You need to calm down, son. I was going to send for her before you came back. She asked for permission to leave two years ago because it had become unbearable for her here. She was tired of the looks of pity when people learned she didn't get a wolf. Things at school were getting out of hand. The shewolves that had alw
Saoirse POV: I got up to open the door. I already knew who was at the door; Ronan. My mother's fated name. He took it upon himself to take care of my grandma after mom left. I had learned the truth of what happened to them back then, and I was both guilty and sad. I opened the door and sure think there he was. All six foot fall, clad in a blue flannel shirt and jeans. His brown hair was uncombed, and his hazel eyes looked hopeful. "Hi Ronan, come in. Grandma baked the scones you like?" Ronan kissed my cheek, and I heard a dangerous snarl. "Not on my table, young man." Grandma chided Renzo and Shane laughed. "It's al right, Renzo, this is Ronan. My mom's fated mate." Shane spitted the coffee he was drinking, and Renzo shook his head confused. "Say what?" They both said at the same time. "Is a long story. But he has been taking care of grandma since we left to USA." "Now, now. I don't need anybody to take care of me. Specially this boy. He is lucky I tolerate him e
Renzo POV: It was the next day early morning. I went to the kitchen for a coffee. Everyone else was still asleep, or so I thought. Saoirse was standing there by the window with a cup of coffee deep in contemplation. I slided my arms around her waist and inhaled her scent. I startled her for a moment, but then she smiled and sank into my embrace. If she had a wolf, she would've felt me coming. I'm still convinced she will get hers eventually. There is an aura about her, I could feel it "What are you thinking, little one?" She turned around, still in my arms, and exhaled. "I'm, I'm nervous, Renzo. I have no purpose in a pack. The she-wolves at school made sure to remind me how useless a wolfless person is in a werewolf community." I was going to kill those ignorant brats. "You're not useless. Please don't say that. You're my happiness and my sanity. You're all I need to keep me going. Without you, I would not have the head or the motivation to run that pack. Do you think