Dahlia I never thought she'd have the guts to do it. As I sit next to my chosen mate and love, Tristian, it's all for her. Dad already left to go about his duties and while I'd love to do the same, Tristian won't budge. He seems determined to see this through even three days later and I have no idea why. Daisy... poor useless and unattractive Daisy. She's been with me since I can remember and has always been a background character in my story. Plain and insignificant Daisy, always second to me, the perfect Dahlia. When I got along with her, she lived only for me. She always made sure to make me happy, but only because I was the only one to give her the time of day. I didn't mind her back then because I saw her as my other half. Back then, Daisy was different. She never let our parents get to her and was stronger. She changed though and I wanted nothing to do with her. I was the special one finding my wolf at age eight while she only got weaker and shyer. I'm better than her in ev
Dahlia ~Ten Years Earlier~ I understand why my parents think Daisy is weak and useless because well... she is! She's too shy, too kind, and too annoying for me to be around but I put up with it because of one person: Naomi. She appeared out of nowhere one day after Daisy seemed to completely break when Mama hit her for the first time and told her how much she hated her. I see her as another personality, but it's my favorite! She's so confident and strong and the sister I want all the time! I know it's her in charge when Daisy's purple eyes turn golden. Daisy seems aware of her presence too but I'm not sure either. I don't talk to her much and only keep up appearances. As I walk downstairs ready to get the day started, I see Daisy standing in front of my parents. With her harsh glare, I can't help but get excited. Naomi will be out today so we can play and explore the woods! Daddy backhands her hard and the sound is enough to make me flinch but Naomi stands her ground and just glar
NaomiSeeing Dahlia's pale face amuses me quite a bit. I bet she regrets not keeping her promise now but it's too late for that. I will never forgive her for what she did."T-that's a lie! It wasn't my fault that you left! I-it was Daisy! You always had to deal with her and her weak self!" Dahlia stammers out. Her voice is shrill and pathetic, exactly what I expected."You depended on me to do everything including being your sister and friend. In the end, it was your jealousy and selfishness that kept me from being known by your parents." I say and get out of bed. "Hey! Stay in bed, you're still not better!" I turn my attention to Tristian and raise an eyebrow at him. I see the regret and guilt in his eyes too. How disgusting! It's too late for both of them."I'm perfectly fine as is this body. It's Daisy that's shattered beyond recognition. And whose fault is that I wonder?" His hazel eyes flash with guilt and anger. He's not used to someone not listening to him it seems."She's the
Tristian I'm beyond pissed right now. How dare this little wolf disobey me and try to leave. I stop in front of her but she looks me in the eye her golden eyes glowing with power. She wouldn't even bow down to an Alpha's command. Just what sort of wolf is she? She's the opposite of weak little Daisy. I can feel Silas pushing me aside for control but I keep him in check. While Naomi will be punished for this, right now Daisy needs to recover. I need her to take back her denouncement of the pack so I can keep her safe. She holds her head high and speaks while making complete eye contact. "I, Naomi, former member of Moonlight and wolf of Daisy reject you Silas, Alpha of Moonlight pack and wolf of Tristian, as my mate." Wait... what?! To say I'm startled is an understatement. Wolves don't reject each other like their human halves! I fall to my knees and gasp out loud as I clench my chest. I've never felt something this agonizing before. Not even rejecting Daisy and her accept
~One Month Later~ Aiden As the Alpha of Crimson Moon, I have to always show strength with zero weakness. As we are true wolves of the night, we sleep in the day and are active at night. Every pack member is treated with kindness and respect. I won't tolerate anyone bullying any of the Omegas either. One of these reasons is because of my late mate, Rosie. I have her image forever in my mind: her beautiful wavy light brown hair, her bright green eyes, her cute freckled face, and her beautiful wolf form. Everything about her I have locked in my memory and I don't see it ever changing. We grew up together, Rosie and I. She was a lovely and bright young wolf who wanted to treat everyone fairly and kindly. Never once did she see herself as above anyone and even chewed me out when I behaved as such. Being a young and arrogant Alpha's son, I always got myself into trouble with thinking like that. She trained as a hunter and always brought home a nice meal even if it was something small l
(A/N: Hi guys! I apologize for not updating earlier, but I was dealing with a migraine. Because of this, I will be posting another chapter later today! I hope you enjoy it!)Naomi One month after leaving and Daisy still hasn't spoken to me. I'm not sure if she's awake or not but I know she's in there somewhere. The longer she's gone, the more feral I become especially without a pack. Pushing her does nothing though so I can only do what I have to do to survive. Crossing into another pack's territory isn't something I meant to do. Sniffing the ground and losing track of where I was is all my fault too. "Look, Grace, look! A trespassing rouge!" I snap my head up and see a patrol of wolves, three fully grown mentors with three trainees. I let out a defensive growl and back away while they approach me. They start to circle me and return my growl. "What are you doing on our territory, rouge?" The wolf named Grace asks. I lower my ears and glare at the wolves. I haven't seen any pack wo
Aiden Everything Naomi says pisses me off more and more. How can anyone treat another person that way? What kind of pack was she in? When she kisses my fist and looks into my eyes though, I melt and just want to hold her close. She's nothing like Rosie and that makes everything better. As we make it to my home, everyone stops and stares at us. Naomi tenses and starts to growl lowly. I can tell she's unsure of this but I take her hand and squeeze it gently. "It's ok," I whisper and she looks at me. "They're just curious. I'll let everyone know who you are later. For now... are you hungry?" Naomi watches me before looking around nervously. She's only being defensive and I don't blame her at all. "Yes, a little." She says and I start to lead her to the mess hall. No one is eating at this hour so she won't need to be wary of people there. I walk inside and motion for her to follow. "Do you like sandwiches?" Naomi tilts her head and nods. "Great! It's the only thing I can make." I grin
Daisy When I open my eyes, I stare up at the ceiling. "..." I don't register where I am but I know that I failed. I touch one of my wrists and can feel the scar I left but it had long healed. 'Hey there, Daisy.' I hear Naomi's voice in my head but I don't respond. 'I'm glad you're awake! I was so worried about you!' I feel a pang of guilt when she says this. "I'm sorry..." I whisper and close my eyes again. I still feel dreadful mentally and physically. "I'm so sorry... I'm so useless..." I tremble and curl up. I never realized how depressed I was until Jim dismissed me. I felt that it was my only way out at the time. I didn't think of Naomi. 'Hey now! You're not useless at all.' Naomi tells me in a firm tone. 'You were beaten down so much and you finally snapped. We're out of that place now so you don't have to worry.' I feel relieved but only for a second. "Wait... then where are we?" Panic makes my heart pound in my chest. "Naomi what did you...?" Suddenly I feel my stomach
Tristian I stir and let out a small whine suddenly aware of all the pain I'm in. My head is pounding painfully and my flank burns wet with something. As I lift my head to look, wet and dried blood cakes my fur. What's going on? What happened? "Oh, so you're finally awake, Trisy." I tense hearing Penny's voice and snap my head over towards the sound. Penny sits in the shadows her green eyes gleaming wildly. "It's about time... of course, pack wolves are such whiny weaklings after all." She purrs softly. 'Penelope...' I start but Penny only smiles slowly and stands up. She stalks towards me as if I'm nothing more than a piece of prey. 'I'm no longer a pack wolf... I...' Penny stops in front of me and giggles softly. "You honestly don't think I know what's been going on?" She asks innocently and kneels to my level. "You're nothing more than a useless rogue. The lowest of the low, even worse than the Omegas you loved to insult with your bratty love interest. You need to learn your pla
Leah "Oh, I didn't know that you knew Tristian as a child," Carmen says as we sit around a fire taking me out of my memories. The smell of fish slow roasting makes my stomach rumble. "You acted as if he was a stranger before so I didn't even think..." "It's alright." I shake my head. "He gave me strength at that point and I even stood up against Talia because of him. He was nice at that point... stayed with me all that time and his friend Penny kept me company until I had to leave for Royal Pack." Remembering the kind sweetheart I met just over twenty years ago is bittersweet for me. I long put that version of Tristian behind me but then suddenly he came back out of nowhere. Who knew he'd become my mate after all... especially when someone like me became his second-chance mate? Carmen frowns. "I never went to those meetings until I was much older... same with Xander too. We were away training by then. We didn't even meet until much later when you were officially old enough for th
Tristian ~Age 11~ By the time we make it to the meeting site, I've already pushed Dahlia's glare out of my mind. What can she do anyway? She's just being a brat like Penny says and wants to have her way regardless if she's in the right or not. Makes the pity Penny feels for her twin sister make more sense. "Come on, Trisy!" Penny nudges my side bringing me out of my thoughts. "You look so weird when you're serious! It doesn't suit you at all!" I pout and glare at her making her giggle. "Let's go and explore!" She grabs my arm and drags me away. Shouldn't I stay with father? I look back and see him watching us with nothing more than amusement. I relax because of it and look forward again. Maybe I'll be able to have fun during this pack meet-up after all. "So who do you wanna meet?" Penny asks curiously. "Only meeting other future Alphas sounds boring to me! Knowing many other wolves can be helpful in the future!" She adds cheerfully. "Alliances, battles, friendships, enemies... so
Tristian I didn't for how long but I didn't stop running the day I left Leah behind. It was only when I crashed from exhaustion long past moon high that was I able to stop. Had it been hours? More than one day even? I had no idea but when I woke up, I was surrounded by unfamiliar trees and strange scents. It finally hit me right then and there: I was a rogue. No longer did I have the protection and comfort of a pack. I was completely alone and had to survive while being at the mercy of everyone living in this uncharted territory. At least Moonlight Pack's old territory belonged to the Alpha King otherwise it too would become just another piece of land for the rogues to take over. After this, I wandered for a long time constantly moving in fear of encountering a powerful wolf. I didn't recognize any scents and always wondered what happened to my former pack member. Were they wandering like me? Did another pack accept them? I knew I surely wasn't welcome in any pack. Rogues were ev
Leah ~Age 8~ "What's wrong with her?!" Mother's angry voice makes my ears hurt when I open my eyes. Wasn't I just with the little ones? "Why did she pass out after touching Liam? Why won't either of them wake up? What did she do to my son?!" Then it comes back to me. Liam was hurt! I shoot up quickly before groaning as the world spins around me. Suddenly a pair of hands grabs me by my shoulders and I'm face to face with Mother's wild eyes. "What did you do to Liam?!" "I-I didn't..." Mother shakes me and I groan as it rattles my brains. "I didn't... Eden said... t-to touch him..." I stammer out and wince as her grip gets stronger. "M-Mother... t-that hurts..." Mother pushes me away and I flop back onto the bed. "If he doesn't wake up, then you're going to pay! Who the hell is Eden, huh?!" I cower under her hate-filled gaze. I was never Mother's favorite but she's never acted this way towards me before. "M-my wolf..." I whisper making Mother frown. "S-she said that she could he
Leah ~Age 8~ All my life, I've been the mature one. Mother has always been strict with me so I learned how to fold laundry and wash dishes before I was five. Having fun is a luxury I can't afford to have either. Being born into a family of warriors means that 'fun' equals sparring and fighting with one another. I never liked it myself which meant I was the outcast of the family. It doesn't help that I remind people of a baby fawn either. I'm always chased by my older siblings as I'm seen as prey to them. I'm Leah the fawn, helpless, weak, and unable to fight. The bruises I gain only lead to looks of disappointment from Mother too. 'You'll find your purpose soon.' My wolf, Eden, assures me all the time. 'Don't push yourself too hard. Know your limitations, Leah. Don't live only to please others. Live for yourself.' Yeah, easier said than done! I met my wolf at age five and it was such an exciting day for me! I wanted to tell my parents, especially Mother, but after being brushed
Xander Standing out by the border at the end of night is always unnerving. Even for a powerful wolf like myself, there's always safety in numbers, but tonight, I have a reason to be waiting out here so late. If I didn't, I'd be lying next to my beautiful mate or holding our pup close while in a rocking chair. I clench my fists and take a deep breath. He'll be here soon. I have no idea what he wants after all the trouble he's caused but I can't ignore his message. As much as I'd rather wash my hands of him for good, I need to know if he's going to be a threat in the future. I must protect my pack before anything else. I look up at the sound of crunching leaves and undergrowth and narrow my eyes as the man with blood-red hair steps into view. "... There you are, Magnus. You had me wait for a long time." I mutter in a bitter tone. Magnus's lips curl into a small smile. "I apologize, little pup. I had to make sure my own was sound asleep and taken care of before I left her alone." He
Daisy The morning starts as any other. I wake up, wash my face, and brush my teeth before heading downstairs to make breakfast. I whip up some pancake batter and pull out some bacon and eggs for my family. While it would be easy just to eat at the pack cafeteria, I love cooking for my pups. I smile brightly as now I have to cook more than I used to. I hum softly to myself as I flip pancakes and think of life as it is now. Nothing could be better honestly. Sure, not everything is perfect but then nothing can truly be perfect. No one should desire a completely perfect life. One month after coming back home, everything has become routine. While some may say it's boring, I think it's wonderful after everything we've gone through. The peace is well deserved after the crazy war we were in. Those who deserved nothing but pain or suffering got what was coming to them. They're not worth thinking of either since we've won. I have no idea where Tristian Parker is now nor do I honestly care.
Samuel I don't know if I'm being brave or stupid. Trailing behind the pack to speak with the man who hurt me more than anyone ever has... I hope it's the right decision. We do need to talk but I've never felt ready to. Being apart for so long helped me get out of talking but this isn't healthy. Eventually, we stop and watch as our pack continues ahead. I look at Peter now and see his eyes darting around. Is he nervous? That's what he used to do when he was antsy about something. Funny how he still has that little tick of his. I let out a faint laugh. I never realized how much I knew Peter without trying. We were friends for so long... how did things turn out this way? So many things went wrong between us all because of that night. I don't even know what happened to me since I've never gone into a heated state again. I take a deep breath. "Now are you going to explain yourself?" I ask looking to the side at Peter. "I've come to terms with the pain you've caused me... but I still wa