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Allie CarstensWhat do we think? Is it him?
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WESLEY POV I stared out the window above my kitchen sink, sipping my beer as I looked at the view of the lake from my house. Soon, I thought to myself. Soon this will all be mine. Well, provided I found my mate. Or chose one. And, since it had been 3 years since I’d turned 21, the idea of having to take a chosen mate was becoming more appealing. I let out a sigh and set my bottle down on the countertop, my hands gripping the edge and my chin dropping to my chest. Exhaustion hit me like a freight train, the same as it did every day at the same time. My Lycan grew more restless and agitated by the day. His constant irritation wore me out, to where all I wanted to do after working all day was come home, have a beer, and turn the TV on, only moving to tell N*****x that, yes, I was STILL watching. The only reprieve I got was the early morning workouts every day, and the interrupted sleep each night. His attitude was becoming a distraction even at work, and unless something changed — a
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WESLEY POV “Haven?” I took a small, hesitant step towards her. I wanted to touch her, to put my hands on her and check if she was real. But I stopped in my tracks when she crossed her arms and tugged her leather jacket tighter around her body. As if it was a shield. Why would she react like that? Like she needed to protect herself. How could she think I would hurt her? Had someone else hurt her? My Lycan did not like that idea. I pushed those thoughts away as she shook her head again, her loose curls swaying with the motion. Her face scrunched up in confusion, and she looked up at me and said, “I’m sorry, I — this is—” “It’s me. Wesley,” I told her, taking another small step forward. “We used to—” “Yeah. No. I mean — I know who you are, I just — how?” she stammered. “How is this possible? How are you here?” she asked, gesturing wildly with one hand. “I could ask you the same question,” I replied with a laugh. She tilted her head to the side, and the movement was so wolflike I h
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HAVEN POVMy phone buzzed against the wooden floor near the mirror of the dance studio. Again. I’d lost track of how many times I’d heard it go off.I knew who it probably was. A small twinge of guilt flickered through me as I ignored it again, but I kept at my cool down stretches without moving to check it, and pushed the negative feeling to the side.I was alone in the studio. Class was over, and the few dancers who had attended had already left, making their way back to their apartments or heading out for a late breakfast with other members of the company.They had extended a courtesy invitation to me, as always, and as always, I turned it down.I didn’t come to California to make friends. I came to dance, to improve, to boost my chances of becoming a principal somewhere, eventually. Plus, forging connections and making friends remained hard for me, even as an adult. It didn’t help that the one and only friend I’d made as a child had hurt me, kicking me when I was already down.I sw
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HAVEN POV Once I had composed myself a bit, I pushed off from the wall, and walked to the table, where the box Wes brought with him sat. I glared at the offending box. Why he’d left it behind was beyond me. I didn’t want it. I wanted nothing to do with him. I lunged for it and snatched it off the table, then stomped to the door, ready to take it out to the dumpster behind our building. But the force of my movements sent the box flying to the floor as it slipped from my grip, sending the contents tumbling out and across the plank flooring. I froze in my tracks, staring down at pages and pages of letters, my nine-year-old handwriting in the glittery purple gel pen ink sparkling back up at me. My throat tightened, and my heart thumped against my ribs. I knelt down to the floor and gathered the pages, taking care to not bend or crinkle any of them. With slow, precise movements, I stacked them together, putting them in order from the very first letter I’d sent him to the last, while al
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WESLEY POV I hastened to my truck as fast as I could. I needed to shift, but I couldn’t do that in town. It was necessary for me to get into the forest first. Then I could link Reid and ask him to come get the car so I could leave it on the shoulder. My emotions were all over the place. I didn’t know whether to scream or cry or laugh. The whole situation was too much for my Lycan to handle. Or me, if I was honest. As soon as I was far enough away from the town, I pulled over and called Reid, since I was still out of mindlinking range. “What’s up?” “I need you to come get my truck,” I grunted. “Okay,” he replied. “Where is it?” “I’ll leave my phone in it so you can find it with the GPS tracker.” “Got it. You okay?” “No,” I growled, and then I hung up. I threw my phone onto the passenger seat, then ripped my shirt over my head. Then I hopped out of the truck and ran into the trees before taking my pants off and leaving them in the dirt as I shifted into my Lycan. My claws dug i
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HAVEN POV I stood in front of the mirror in the costume shop, staring at my reflection. Bolt after bolt after bolt of brightly colored fabrics and rack after rack of costumes surrounded me, but I fixated my eyes on the costume currently on my body. The bodice of the purple costume had a sweetheart neckline, with off the shoulder flutter sleeves adorned with flower petals. The petals also decorated the bodice, with rhinestones and flowers that started at the top of the neckline and met in the middle all the way down to the skirt. The skirt itself was a brilliant design — the fabric made to look like individual petals of a flower, starting in a deep purple near the bodice, and fading out to white at the edge, with more rhinestones scattered throughout. And glitter. There was glitter everywhere. “Ouch!” I cried out, breaking my concentration on myself. “You were doing it again,” Maya scolded. “Doing what again?” “Your port de bras. I told you to hold still, otherwise you’ll get ja
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WESLEY POV After exchanging phone numbers with Shirley and Jack and getting her bag from Seb’s old beat up truck and many, many, many hugs, Haven and I settled ourselves into my big black truck and headed back into town towards Brewed Awakenings. Neither of us said anything as I drove to the cafe. I think she was still in shock from the whole thing. I was just happy that I seemed to be forgiven, and too afraid to say something to put me back in the wolf house. I gripped the steering wheel hard, trying to keep my focus on the road instead of letting it wander over to her. My Lycan kept trying to get me to look at her, and her jasmine scent filled up the cab fast, making him roll around on his back in my mind. She seemed much more relaxed than she had the day I showed up at her apartment. Her hands rested in her lap and she stared out the window as we drove through town. There was so much I wanted to ask her, so much I wanted to know, but I didn’t know where to even start, and I did
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WESLEY POV We walked through the park, with Haven deep in thought as she continued to drink her latte. She had both of her hands wrapped around the cup to keep them warm, and I mentally kicked myself for not realizing that it was getting dark and therefore getting cooler outside. We stopped on the small wooden footbridge and she set her cup on the railing, folding her arms around herself as she leaned against it. “We can go back to your apartment if you’re cold,” I told her, setting my cup next to hers and reaching out to stroke her arm a little. “I’m fine,” she replied, and I nodded, but kept my hand on her. As she stood there, staring out at the stream that ran through the park, I waited for her to be ready to speak to me. I didn’t want to push her. I knew I was slowly gaining her trust, and I didn’t want to take any steps backwards. But my Lycan was on edge, sensing her distress and anxiety and mine as well. “Thank you,” she said out of the blue, breaking my Lycan from his ang
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HAVEN POVWesley led me away, still holding me by my waist. We wandered around the building and into the garden where the company hosted the gala last year. It was just as beautiful and magical tonight as it was that night. Perhaps even more so, since there wasn’t a party set up within it, and its natural beauty was on display.“I have something for you,” Wesley murmured as he sat us down on a bench near some jasmine.I huffed out a small laugh. Of course, he sat us near the jasmine. “You didn’t need to get me anything,” I told him.“I know I didn’t need to, but I wanted to,” he said.He let go of me and reached under the bench, pulling out a small rectangular wooden box. I raised my brow at him, and he smiled.“Here,” he said, handing it to me.The wood was dark and smooth, except for the very center where my name had been stamped into it with a crescent moon behind a redwood tree next to it, the symbol of our pack. I ran my hand over it, feeling the ridges and dips of the letters, ma
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SIX MONTHS LATER — MAY HAVEN POV Spring in Crescent Lake was just as beautiful as I imagined. The spring festival the pack held on the shore of the lake every year — the one he’d written to me about in the letter I never received — was a blast. I ate more food than I should have and stayed up way too late dancing with Wesley and all our friends and family. And in the early hours of the morning, after we’d gone home, my mate held me close and made love to me, whispering to me and caressing me with the same care and tenderness he’d shown me on our first night together. That was all a few weeks ago. Now, we were gathered by the shore of the lake again, but for a different reason. For Wesley’s alpha ceremony. For him and his friends and brother to take over the pack. And for me to become the luna. It was still strange to think of myself as a leader of a pack of wolves. But in the short time I had been with Wesley and been living in the pack, I’d found more acceptance and love than alm
The Alpha's Pen Pal Chapter 79
HAVEN POV The ghost of Wesley’s touch lingered on my skin, warm and soothing, and the whisper of his breath tickled the hair on my neck. My heart fluttered and raced in my chest, still pounding from the rush of our intimacy and the overwhelming pleasure from him marking me. I stretched, inhaling the hint of jasmine and vanilla and luxuriating in the feel of the soft blankets around my body. But where I thought I would meet Wesley’s chest with my back, there was only emptiness, vast and cold. My eyes blinked open, and I sat up, my heart now racing for a completely different reason. My clammy hands wiped against the blankets — no — the dress somehow on my body. The same dress I had worn at the temple in Greece, and during our visit with Selene. I stood to my feet, gathering the fabric in my hands as I did, scanning my surroundings. I pivoted in place, looking around me until my eyes landed on the temple. Selene’s temple. My mother’s temple. Everything was identical to how it was the
The Alpha's Pen Pal Chapter 78
ONE MONTH LATER - NOVEMBER WESLEY POV The buzzing of the tattoo gun filled my ears and the minor ache and itch and sting of the needles hitting my skin and the silver hitting my blood had me closing my eyes every few minutes. But the tingles of the mate bond from Haven’s hand held in mine comforted me and dulled most of the pain I felt. I looked over at her and found her watching the tattooist raptly, her eyes locked on my marking spot, where he was inking her “mark” on me for all to see. I’d come up with the idea to get a tattoo as my “mark” when we were flying home from Greece. But I didn’t have the idea for what it should be specifically until we moved her out of her apartment and into our house in Crescent Lake, about a week after the challenge against Pierce. She was organizing the letters and making sure she had them all, and as soon as I saw them in her hands, I knew just what I wanted my mark from her to be. Which is how I came to be sitting in the tattoo parlor the day of
The Alpha's Pen Pal Chapter 77
HAVEN POV I sat stiff and rigid in the chair next to Wesley’s hospital bed, his hand held in mine and my thumb stroking his skin in slow, smooth strokes. The bond would help him heal, but it was also helping me not have another massive freak out while I sat with him in the pack’s hospital. Dr. Russo had patched him up in almost no time, but he had to re-break Wesley’s foot because the bones had already started to heal in the wrong position. He’d tried to refuse any sedation, but with the damage to his ribs and lungs, they had to give him general anesthesia in order to repair all of it. Now he was in the bed, still asleep, but healing. Hopefully, he would wake up soon. I closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath. His scent was still mixed with the antiseptic and medicinal smells of the hospital, the ones that always sent me into a spiral of depressive thoughts. But his scent was still there, still stronger than those other smells, keeping me in the present and not letting me return to
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WESLEY POV I readied myself, crouching into position just as Pierce had done. I focused on my breathing and the extra resolve Haven sent my way, and trusted that my body and my mind and my lycan knew what to do. “The challenge will begin with my word,” King Malachi stated loud and clear for everyone to hear. “And it will end upon the death of one or both of the participants.” I breathed in again, making sure to keep my eyes opened and focused on Pierce. He was my target. We knew he was working with a witch, knew he was using her somehow to strengthen himself. I just needed to keep him engaged, needed to stay in the fight until they found the witch and took her out. I let my lycan stay at the forefront of my mind, so I could be ready to shift at a moment’s notice. I cleared my mind, letting my sole focus be on this fight. And I prayed to Selene — to my mate’s mother — that Pierce would not let his witch do to me what she’d done to Maddie to render her defenseless. “Begin,” King Mal
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WESLEY POV There were varying reactions to Pierce’s preposterous challenge, but most of them included some degree of a snarl or a growl. The loudest was mine, of course, but Nolan’s, Sebastian’s, and Reid’s were all a near match of hostility and volume. How dare he. How dare he challenge me for the woman who was rightfully mine. For the mate Selene had honored me with. She had chosen me for Haven, for her daughter, and I would not let anyone take her away from me. Not again. Not in this lifetime or the next. I moved Haven behind my body, my hands still on her hips, her hands resting on the small of my back and her head peeking over my shoulder. There was a flurry of noise and movement around us, but my cold focus was only on the bag of scum in front of me. “What the hell does that mean?” Haven asked me. “He wants me to fight him for you,” I explained to her, my voice low and tight. She tensed, her hands clutching at my shirt. “Can he do that? Try to claim me that way?” she whispe
