Hi everyone! I apologize for not updating! My whole family has COVID and it finally hit me hard so I've been finding it hard to focus! I'll try and update more often soon! I hope everyone is enjoying my story! Thank you all for your support!
Aiden The lovely sight of my mate slaving away at the store graces my gaze as I walk downstairs this morning. Daisy is listening to music so she hums and sways her hips back and forth to the tune while flipping pancakes and frying bacon. While the smell of the food is very pleasant, her frame is more mouthwatering right now. As if feeling my gaze, Daisy turns her head and spots me. She takes out one earbud and smiles. "Good morning, love. You look ravenous!" She giggles softly and motions for me to sit at the bar. "Of course, with that look, it's for more than just the food I'm making." She winks playfully. I let out a growl and sit down. "Don't tempt me, Daisy..." As she laughs, I can't help but smile. She's been going through waves of deep depression these past few years but at least today she looks happy. Daisy shakes her head. "You just need to get your mind out of the gutter. You got your fill last night so just calm down, boy... I wouldn't want to cut you off for a while n
Samuel Going out for an early morning jog is how I've started every day for the past two years. Losing any baby fat was my top priority once Olivia cleared me. While I'm happy with myself and my body, I'd rather not have everyone about it. It's none of their business what I am physically. I don't want to be looked down on for it either. The only thought that makes me laugh is what Dahlia would have done if she found out. Picturing the shock and horror on her face just makes it all better for me. Of course, because I rejected her immediately, that never happened but still, it's so funny to me. I do have one joy though: my daughter, Rosalina. Her birth was more painful than anything I ever experienced. Even worse than learning what Peter did to me or even the rejection. Victor only grew weaker after losing him... but then grew stronger when Rose was born. All the pain was worth it in the end. The moment I held her, I was in love. "It's like you just gave birth to a copy of yourself!
Keith Crack! I grit my teeth together hard. I refuse to scream out loud. I refuse to give her the satisfaction of knowing that I'm in pain. I know that's what she wants to hear... especially that demonic sister of mine. Crack! I hold back tears too. Why give them anything at all? No matter how much it hurts, I won't break down. I'm no longer that weak child I was before! Crack! The searing pain makes my vision turn white with every strike. It feels like a new whip too with multiple ends to cause the maximum amount of pain and damage. My back feels so wet too... a bath is going to suck for sure. Crack! She growls in annoyance at my lack of reaction. This is no longer fun for her I'm sure. "Cry, damn it! Beg for forgiveness! What the hell is wrong with you?!" She snarls. Crack! I refuse to make a sound. I hear her throw the whip to the ground and her footsteps walking over to me. I meet her blue eyes with defiance and don't say a word. This unnerves her and I know what's coming nex
Keith "H-how can big brother say that to Gracie!" Gracie cries out and puts her hands over her face. "Big brother thinks he's so much better than Gracie? Big brother's a meanie!" While her friends see a sad little girl, I see right through her facade. Especially since she's watching me through opened fingers! Those dark crimson eyes sparkling with glee wet with fake tears and a smirk on her face. "... So fake..." I mutter out loud without meaning to. Those crimson eyes widen at first but then gleam happily. I curse myself under my breath and turn away. "If you don't have anything else better to do, then please leave. You'll just get in the way." Grayson looks at me in both surprise and curiosity. I wonder if my bitter thoughts are all over my face right now. At least he isn't head over heel over Gracie. He's the only real one I can count on right now. He doesn't get a chance to say anything as Gracie cuts in. "So mean!" Gracie cries out in a shrill voice that makes me wince. She
Tristan There aren't many things that piss me off but Keith? He always seems to disappoint me one way or the other. He never shows me respect but what ticks me off the most is how he treats his little sister. How can he be so cold to this perfect angel?! He even told her that she was lesser because she was not my firstborn! How disgusting! As I hold Gracie close, she puffs out her cheeks after finishing her explanation. "Mommy punish big brother for being a big meanie! No dinner for big brother!" She latches onto me and smiles her blue eyes sparkling brightly. "Hug Gracie, Daddy!" I can't help but laugh at her small orders and hug Gracie close. She's so precious that I can hardly contain myself. That's right! That brat doesn't deserve dinner tonight. Perhaps he should go without for a couple of days until he apologizes and means it! Gracie looks over to the hallway and her face pales. A small scream escapes her lips startling me. "Big brother!" Her voice is a small and scared sque
Ebony ~Dreamland~ The past few nights have been chaotic for me. The forest in my dreams is wild with oddly colored leaves and crazed wildlife. As I run towards the lake, it feels like everything is trying to keep me away but I only push forward even as the chaos blurs my vision. It only stops when I make it to the lake... and tonight is no different. I take a deep breath and look around hugging myself. Skylar hasn't been clear either. I'd see him and yet he's like a ghost in a movie... completely transparent. His voice sounds so far away too but that's not what always catches my attention. Instead, it's the bruises on his handsome face and the bleeding wounds on his back. Skylar is in terrible shape every time but he only wears a smile when he sees me. I want nothing more than to hug him but I always pass right through him. The one thing that I can touch is the blood that drips onto the grass. Even though this is all just a dream, I can still feel the warm and sticky feeling and
Daisy The world around me is a blur of green, brown, and black. My legs carry me as I push forward screaming from pain but I don't care. Nothing will stop me. Not when my pup is hurt. Not when I haven't seen my pup in so long. Peter's words echo loudly in my mind. 'Come to Royal Pack quick! We have Skylar!' He may have said so much more but none of it matters anymore. Being woken up soon after going to sleep annoyed me but only for a moment. "Daisy!" Aiden calls after me. He's racing after me. Olivia is coming with us as well but I don't know why. After tuning everything else out, I'm blinding running to my pup. "Daisy, wait!" He grabs my arm and pulls me close. I growl and squirm. "Let me go!" My voice sounds off since Naomi is constantly trying to take over. "Let me go!" I grab his arm and throw him over my shoulder. I glare as Aiden easily flips and lands on his feet. "Daisy, calm down. You need to know what you're walking into so that you don't snap." Aiden says firmly and ra
Daisy I stand frozen in place while Leah walks over to the bed. There lies my pup whose torso is wrapped in gauze. His face is pale but covered in old bruises and his hair dark and greasy from not being cared for. It takes everything in me not to bolt to his side and hold Skylar close. Aiden takes my hand once more and I can feel his hand trembling. I swallow hard and step into the room with her. "H-how... bad is it?" I ask trying and failing to keep my voice steady. His scent smells of dried blood and the woods. How long had he been running to get here? "His wounds should heal with time. He does have a broken rib as well but again with time..." Leah trails off and looks over to us. "His physical wounds will heal nicely. I don't know his mental state so I can't tell you an answer for that sadly. I apologize for that." I swallow hard and nod. Aiden turns away and walks off. Suddenly I feel all alone. "Yeah... I know. T-thank you for taking care of my pup." I whisper as I approach t
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