“I love you” Brody told me before he walked away.“Piss off” I snapped back at his retreating back. I heard him chuckle as he re-entered the pack house. I looked to my left to see and annoyed Zeke and Lennon. After coming back from dinner out with Brody, where I had finally spilled all my dirty secrets, he had informed me that my punishment for going to the club was about to take place.“No offense, but your mate is a dick” Zeke muttered to me as we made our way over to the pack building.“Believe me I know” I grumbled as we continued to walk; Lennon scuffing his feet as he walked slightly behind us. “I can’t believe he is making us do this” I growled out in annoyance after we reached the pack building. A group of trackers were waiting for us, they all lowered their heads to me as we reached before they greeted Zeke and Lennon.“Right Zeke” the lead tracker, Drake, spoke up. “You are on border patrol, you’ll be stopping any cars that enter the territory. If human you tell them to leav
I stared at Brody, and he stared back. Then I turned to Mason. I stared at Mason, and he stared back. The room was so silent a pin drop would have sounded like an earthquake. Roderick. He was mere minutes from where I sat. My best-friend. My brother. My previous Alpha. My eldest brother’s biggest enemy.Mason was the first one to break the tension filled silence with a low growl. I glanced back in his direction, I g 80ulped as I took in his enraged filled form. His hands were shaking, his eyes were black and looked out for blood. “Mase…” I trailed off, having no idea what to say.“There will be no fighting on my land” Brody stated, his voice a command not a suggestion. I cuddled further into side, pressing my face into his side. Mason didn’t say anything else, he simply stood up and stormed out the room. I moved away from Brody and began after him, but Brody held me back. “Let him go” he said softly.I nodded in reply as I tried to get into Mason’s head; he blocked me. As I looked up
The sound of crying was the worst sound in the world. The wails of sorrow and loss made my eyes tear up and my heart to squeeze. When I heard Mason brake down in front of me in his drunken state I thought my heart broke. But as I heard the cries of the women and children who lost their mates and fathers, my heart shattered.The mourning ceremony had been hard for me to endure. The three men we had lost when Reece attacked were given a proper funeral before a traditional mourning ceremony. I had spent the entire ordeal clinging on to Brody like my life depended on it. But when the cries of the family hit me I had to bury my head into his side because I just couldn’t watch.“Alright everyone listen up” Brody yelled around the backyard of the pack house. The pack had collected there after the mourning ceremony for food and drink. At the sound of their Alpha’s voice they all fell silent. Brody stood on the patio stairs outside the back door so everyone could hear him.“Now I know this is
I glanced around the corridor making sure no one was there as I walked down the hallway to Brody’s office. I was glad when no one was around, but that was due to the late evening time. I hadn’t seen Brody since we had had the whole baby/no baby discussion the night before, and I had missed him.I swallowed nervously, scared for what I was about to do. I had never done anything as forward as I was about to do. I saw Charlie sat at his desk in the room next to Brody’s office. “Hey Charlie” I smiled at the older guy, leaning in the doorway to his office.“Oh hi Alli” he said in shock, not expecting me.“Can you do me a favour?” I asked him.“Sure” he said, looking at me oddly. Charlie and I went close, nor did I think we would ever be. Lennon was one of my closest friends and just seeing what Charlie was putting him through made me slightly protective toward him.“Could you leave for the night? It’s just I know Brody won’t leave yet and I really need to talk to him privately” I lied, hop
I never thought I’d see Brody cry, but as he looked over his prized Porsche, I swore I saw a tear in his eye. He took a deep breath, his hands shaking in anger slightly; his eyes not moving off his car. It was taking all my willpower not to snigger.The car was trashed. Scratches, dents and scrapes covered the paintwork of the car, and the bummer was hanging off at an odd angle as well as every window being smashed. To say Roderick and I had destroyed his car would have been an understatement. As soon as I told my brother what had happened he went crazy; thus the car.“I…you…huh?” Brody muttered to himself, his eyes not being able to leave the car. I looked behind where we stood – just outside the pack house – to see half the pack were watching with nervous expressions. They thought Brody was going to flip. I did too. In fact, I was waiting for it.Brody closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he turned to me. “Did you get hurt?” he asked me through a heavy breath; he was trying
“I know why I’m mad at you, but why are you mad at you?” I bravely asked.“Because I let my anger get the better of me. You seem to have this effect on me. You not only bring out the best in me, but also the worst. When I am around you I am; loving, caring and affectionate. But I am also; jealous, possessive and domineering”.“Don’t forget horny” I mumbled.“Yes and horny” Brody chuckled quietly. “But it can flip from one to the other” he sighed, heavily turning onto his side so he was facing me. I mirrored his movements so I was staring into his beautiful brown eyes. “Allison, I’m not a mind reader. If you are upset about something or angry about something you need to tell me. I won’t know if you don’t tell me”.“I love you” I blurted out, “but at the same time I also kind of want to punch you most of the time”.“Believe me the feeling is mutual Baby” he replied and an involuntary chuckle escaped my lips. “Can I ask you a question and you not freak out and we end up fighting again?”
I never thought I’d see Brody cry, but as he looked over his prized Porsche, I swore I saw a tear in his eye. He took a deep breath, his hands shaking in anger slightly; his eyes not moving off his car. It was taking all my willpower not to snigger.The car was trashed. Scratches, dents and scrapes covered the paintwork of the car, and the bummer was hanging off at an odd angle as well as every window being smashed. To say Roderick and I had destroyed his car would have been an understatement. As soon as I told my brother what had happened he went crazy; thus the car.“I…you…huh?” Brody muttered to himself, his eyes not being able to leave the car. I looked behind where we stood – just outside the pack house – to see half the pack were watching with nervous expressions. They thought Brody was going to flip. I did too. In fact, I was waiting for it.Brody closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he turned to me. “Did you get hurt?” he asked me through a heavy breath; he was trying
I continued to shout at my idiotic brothers, but it seemed they both have some unspoken agreement to ignore me. “I swear to all the gods” I screamed as I followed them into a clearing. Brody wouldn’t be happy with me because the clearing was not part of our territory, but that was the last thing on my mind at that moment. “Are you both out of your freaking minds?”I curled my fists together – fighting the urge to beat them both up myself for their colossal stupidity. When they finally stop in the middle of the clearing, the fighters had to hold me back to stop me from running to them. I knew one of my brothers was about to die; and that did not sit well with me.“Just please stop it” I screeched in a high pitched and strained voice. I was over whelmed with emotions; anger, worry and sadness. “Just stop” I said again, this time my voice a mere whisper lost in the morning wind. I was crying by that point – silent tears – as I watched my brothers square each other up. All my nightmares w
Brody returned a few minutes later wearing a black suit. His eyes zoned in on me, his eyes going up and down my exposed body. Unlike a few months before I didn’t squirm away out of his gaze. I still wasn’t comfortable with his outright staring, but I was getting better – he was making me more confident in my own skin. Brody cleared his throat and looked away. “As much as I really don’t want to leave you here, when you’re naked, but I was an hour late for the meeting yesterday. I can’t be late again” he sighed before bending down next to the bathtub. “You look after yourself and our pup”. He kissed me quickly before standing up and leaving. Once I finished in the bath, I got out and changed quickly. “Alli?” I heard a familiar voice from downstairs. I smiled as I bounded downstairs to find a group of people inspecting the broken tables and chairs in the lounge. Mason, Corey, Jessica and Dylan were all waiting for me. “Hey” I smiled at me. “Finally we’ve been here forever” Jessica exc
There was a long moment of stillness between Brody and I. I stayed sitting on the bathroom floor and he stayed standing in front of the basin; positive pregnancy test in hand. Brody was the first one to break the silence. “Are you crying because you’re unhappy?” he asked me, slight pain in his eyes.“What? No” I exclaimed, jumping to my feet. “I’m crying because I’m scared Brody. I’m so scared” I told him, my bottom lip quivering as I fought back another swarm of tears.“But you are happy?” he asked, making no attempt to move forward towards me; so I stood still, wrapping my arms around myself.“I want your child Brody, I do. But I’m just scared I’m going to fuck it up. I don’t know the first thing about being a mother, and you don’t know the first thing about being a father. I’m worried that we – mostly I – are going to fuck the baby up…just like my parents did to me and my brothers”.Brody placed the test back into the sink and took a step forward. He stopped in front of me – I quic
I woke up sore and squished against a naked man. I groaned loudly trying to get out of Brody’s death grip. “Brody” I complained, my face pressed against his solid chest. Brody moaned in his sleep and nuzzled close into me. “Brody” I yelled louder and his eyes shot up. He sat up instantly, his eyes running over the area for any sign of danger.“What? What’s wrong?” Brody shouted; his eyes full of worry. I giggled at him, happy his hands released me from their tight grip.“Sorry” I chuckled, “you were squishing me. I’m sorry”. There was a pause as Brody fully woke himself up before he turned back to me.“Sorry Baby” he muttered – through a yawn – before he pulled me back to his side. “I love you” he mumbled as he pecked my forehead. “You look beautiful right now”.“Sure I do” I said in a sarcastic tone, rolling my eyes as I tried to move away from him to go to the bathroom. Brody held onto me tighter with a playful growl of warning.“You look amazing. You’re all sweaty and hot” he growl
A week later both packs knew of the upcoming merger; some were happy, some were not. A lot of Aplin Moon members were opposed – not because they had anything against Brody and I, but simply because they didn’t want to move.Brody had decided – as the new owner of Aplin Moon’s territory – to sell the area and buy more land near us, extending our land for the new members. He had been busy talking to builders and contractors to build another three pack houses and another pack village. Brody had extremely under estimated just how big our pack would become with the merger.I had been without my mate for a week and it was killing me. I was; emotional, lonely, constantly on edge and incredibly sexually frustrated. Brody and I had talked twice a day, but it was still not enough to settle either of our wolves. He was a lot more on edge than me, what with all the stress he was on, and everything seemed to agitate him.So when Thursday rolled around and Charlie returned to the pack, I packed up
My heart was pounding with both nervousness and excitement. Despite everything, I was my father’s daughter. I loved to fight. And as much as I hated to admit it to myself, I loved to kill. The feeling of exerting my power over others in the most animalistic way was a thrill that I couldn’t help but love. I didn’t like to show it, but my wolf was cruel and vicious. After all I she was an Alpha.I was shifted into my large reddish-brown wolf, running to meet the other people who would fight beside me, when I reached the left border the smell of unfamiliar wolves filled my nostrils. I skidded to a stop behind a tree and pulled on Brody’s shirt that I grabbed before leaving his office. It came to my knees and made me look even tinier.When I stepped out from the tree, Zeke flanked me on one side while Lennon occupied the other. There were about twenty-five wolves from my pack planning to fight, but only five of them were trained fighters. From Aplin Moon there were about twenty fighters,
By the time I managed to make up with Lennon – after he had screamed at me when I trashed Brody’s car – it was Tuesday. It was he who finally swallowed his pride and apologised, let’s face it I would never be the one to be the ‘bigger man’ as people often put it. My pride was way too important to me – it was a horrible trait I got from my Alpha blood. My brothers were no different.Tuesday was a hard day for me, because I knew that the next day Brody planned to attack Aplin Moon. Brody remained confident that we had the upper hand, but it didn’t settle the butterflies in my stomach. At one point I had been so nerves I had thrown up my breakfast; Zeke was not happy with me, he claimed it was ‘a waste of the delicious pancakes he had slaved over’. I simply flipped him the bird.“So what do you want to do today?” Lennon asked after I brushed my teeth again and re-joined them in the lounge.“Nothing that will stress Brody out, he doesn’t need that right now” I mumbled in reply as I lay do
I continued to shout at my idiotic brothers, but it seemed they both have some unspoken agreement to ignore me. “I swear to all the gods” I screamed as I followed them into a clearing. Brody wouldn’t be happy with me because the clearing was not part of our territory, but that was the last thing on my mind at that moment. “Are you both out of your freaking minds?”I curled my fists together – fighting the urge to beat them both up myself for their colossal stupidity. When they finally stop in the middle of the clearing, the fighters had to hold me back to stop me from running to them. I knew one of my brothers was about to die; and that did not sit well with me.“Just please stop it” I screeched in a high pitched and strained voice. I was over whelmed with emotions; anger, worry and sadness. “Just stop” I said again, this time my voice a mere whisper lost in the morning wind. I was crying by that point – silent tears – as I watched my brothers square each other up. All my nightmares w
I never thought I’d see Brody cry, but as he looked over his prized Porsche, I swore I saw a tear in his eye. He took a deep breath, his hands shaking in anger slightly; his eyes not moving off his car. It was taking all my willpower not to snigger.The car was trashed. Scratches, dents and scrapes covered the paintwork of the car, and the bummer was hanging off at an odd angle as well as every window being smashed. To say Roderick and I had destroyed his car would have been an understatement. As soon as I told my brother what had happened he went crazy; thus the car.“I…you…huh?” Brody muttered to himself, his eyes not being able to leave the car. I looked behind where we stood – just outside the pack house – to see half the pack were watching with nervous expressions. They thought Brody was going to flip. I did too. In fact, I was waiting for it.Brody closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he turned to me. “Did you get hurt?” he asked me through a heavy breath; he was trying
“I know why I’m mad at you, but why are you mad at you?” I bravely asked.“Because I let my anger get the better of me. You seem to have this effect on me. You not only bring out the best in me, but also the worst. When I am around you I am; loving, caring and affectionate. But I am also; jealous, possessive and domineering”.“Don’t forget horny” I mumbled.“Yes and horny” Brody chuckled quietly. “But it can flip from one to the other” he sighed, heavily turning onto his side so he was facing me. I mirrored his movements so I was staring into his beautiful brown eyes. “Allison, I’m not a mind reader. If you are upset about something or angry about something you need to tell me. I won’t know if you don’t tell me”.“I love you” I blurted out, “but at the same time I also kind of want to punch you most of the time”.“Believe me the feeling is mutual Baby” he replied and an involuntary chuckle escaped my lips. “Can I ask you a question and you not freak out and we end up fighting again?”