Something about him spoke to me. My body reacted with a burning sensation, an urge-filled fire that roamed around in my veins, a feeling I hadn’t felt before. The last time I felt this was when we had our kiss all those years ago.
But a feeling like that couldn’t hold on for this long, could it?
I hadn’t felt anything before, it was impossible to resurface now and it was more than inconvenient. It would cause me more trouble than I already had.
Without realizing it, I had been staring at him. His face turned and his lips parted slightly.
It was barely noticeable but he gulped, I saw his adam's apple bobbing up and down.
I licked my lips which had grown dry and when I heard someone calling his name, I came to my senses and looked away.
I finished the salads, meats, and platters as quickly as I could and told Cathy that I was leaving.
“Wait, you need to eat.” She said and handed me a plate with a little of everything on it.
I looked at her in shock but her eyes didn’t quite meet mine.
“Thank you,” I said timidly before leaving.
I placed the plate of food on my bed and darted out. I needed a walk in the woods to clear my head.
~PERCY~
After Selene left my office, Bella and Patrick remained. I let go of Bella’s hand and she straightened out the dress and cleared her throat while lifting her head.
Bella had been my go-to girl when I had an itch that needed to be scratched. My mistake.
Now she was always there, wherever I was or whoever I was talking to, she thought she had the right to interrupt.
I stood up and turned to face her.
She took a step back and when she saw my eyes, she visibly gulped.
“You never walk in here without permission. You never interrupt a meeting regardless of whom it is with. You never disobey your Alpha, is that clear?” My voice rose an octave with every syllable.
“Yes, alpha,”
“I just-“
“No.” I cut her off and started to leave.
“No? I have been here for you for over two years and that’s all I get? That tramp got more from you than-“I had her pinned against the wall with my hand around her throat before she could finish the sentence.
She was gasping for air and her hands clawed at mine.
“You will stop disrespecting the others in this pack, no matter the rank. I’m sick of your bitchy attitude and I know I’m a reason for it. You have too much air in that thick head of yours, Bella. Don’t make me deflate it for you.”
She nodded her head against my hand and I let her go.
I know that Bella was one of the girls responsible for what happened to Selene. She wouldn’t talk but Patrick had seen them leave.
That made me wonder what else had happened to her.
Me and Patrick headed for practice. I needed to blow off some steam.
The warriors were going at it, doing combat and close-up training. Some had shifted and were practicing in their wolf form. Me? I wanted to hurt.
“You okay?” Patrick asked me. I didn’t look at him because I knew what I’d see. Pity and pain from my best friend. I didn’t care for it so instead, I went out on the field and got ready. He caught up and readied himself as well and three seconds later, we were fighting to kill.
As we walked into the kitchen after training, her scent once again filled my nostrils, invading my entire being. But I couldn’t look, there were too many people here for me to revise in the joy of seeing her.
But then another scent hit me. I could feel her eyes on me, I could sense her body's reaction. The scent grew stronger and I couldn’t look away, I couldn't resist. I turned my head and locked eyes with her. Selene’s cheeks were a dark shade of pink, her eyelids were heavy and her breathing was ragged.
Her chest was moving up and down quickly and her hand was clutching the knife so tight that her knuckles were turning white.
That scent was her arousal. She was turned on and didn’t even know it.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her nor could I stop the images forming in my mind about how I would take her. How I would rip her shirt off and bend her over the table. Separate her legs and pull her pants down.
“Yo, Percy!” Selene’s eyes widened a fraction and she looked away. It was Adam who had called. The thought of him made my anger stir up. The same anger I had beaten the shit out of Patrick to get rid of.
“What?” I snapped.
As he walked toward me I could see the bruises still fresh on his face.
They would be there for a few more hours.
“This came for you,” Adam handed me a letter with the royal sigil stamped on it.
I looked up from the letter and scanned his face.
“Um,” he stammered. He scratched the back of his neck and nervously looked around.
“I’m really sorry,” with those words he left the kitchen.
When I looked over again, Selene was gone.
I sighed and bit the inside of my cheek, my eyes constantly wandering to where she had stood.
“What’s that?” Patrick asked with a mouth full of potatoes.
I flipped it and showed him the stamp. He placed his plate down and we walked to my office.
‘Alpha Craft,
We know that what we asked of your family all those years ago was a lot. We are forever grateful that you stuck by the deal even after your parents came to join us. We are glad to inform you that after the Jule, we will be bringing her home. We want everything to go smoothly and I have been told by your father that I will get nothing less.
See you soon,
King Rasmus’
“So that dickhead is really coming to take her, huh,” My eyes were glued to the letter. They were coming and they were taking her. Albeit they’re her family, technically she’s mine too.
“Percy, don’t fight this.”
“She’s beginning to recognize me,” I said and looked up at my best friend.
“You’re her Alpha, she’s bound to recognize you,” his eyes held confusion.
I shook my head slowly and remained in eye contact.
“Not as her Alpha,” his eyes widened and he took a step back.
“Oh, shit,” Patrick fell back a few steps as though someone had punched him in the gut, dragging a hand through his hair.
“Dude, I’m so sorry but there is nothing-“
“I know.”
“Maybe that’s why he’s coming now. Wasn’t he supposed to wait until she turned eighteen?”
I remembered the conversation I had with my father right before he left to join the king.
He said that after she turns eighteen, the king will come for her unless something interrupts the planning, to which he will act accordingly.
I was the interruption and he was acting on it.
“FUCK!” I stood to my feet and slammed my hand down on the desk.
Patrick hung his head with his hands in his pockets.
“He knows that Selene is my mate.” It came out a growl. I was pissed and there was nothing i could do about it.
~Selene~ Everything around me, all worries and all thoughts ceased to exist when i was out here. It was just me and the trees, the wind that danced and the leaves that followed. The only noise came from nature and it was beautifully soothing. I could breath out here, i could shut my thoughts out and simply be. This feeling was what i craved when i was inside the packhouse. But today, i needed more. I walked down to the little lake in the far-end of the woods. Nobody ever came here so i knew i was safe. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths before stripping out of my clothes. I placed one foot in the ice cold water and felt it chilling me down inside and out. I needed my body too cool down. Ever since seeing him in the kitchen my body had been on fire. I placed my other foot in and without thinking, i dove in to the water, emerging my entire body. The freezing cold was welcomed as i felt everything settle down within me. The heat that had accompanied seeing t
I shifted and Edon took over. My father wasn’t far behind and our wolves were the same size. Mine was a dark-brown and his was grey. ‘“Hey, woah!” Patrick was standing in the gazebo and for his own good, i hoped that he would stay put and not interfere. Edon lunged for him but he managed to dodge it. We circled each other before he made his move. As he came towards us, Edon lowered his head and pushed of the ground, biting in to the side of my fathers wolf. Keep it there I said and Edon put more pressure. “Hey, Percy that’s enough!” I heard Patrick’s voice and Edon let go. ‘Get me some clothes’ ‘And your dad?’ I looked at him laying on the ground, breathing heavily. ‘Leave him’ * * “You fought him?” Cathy scolded as i got to the kitchen. “Did you know, about my mother?” She looked taken aback but answered with a nod. “Then just be grateful I didn’t fight you too,” i had had enough. Everything was pushing of the edge, one thing after another. One more thing from
~Selene~ I was back in my room, sitting on the edge of my bed. My hands dragging over my face and my legs clamming shut. “What the hell just happened?” I asked my reflection as i stared into the small mirror on the wall. I couldn’t think, when his hands were on me and his hot breath fanning against my skin I couldn’t begin to form a sentence. The fire igniting within my very core as he said my name, the feeling of dread that rushed through me when I noticed the lack of control i had over my own body. When his leg forced itself between mine, “Oh god,” i fell back on the bed, the heat once again arising. This feeling, this aching for his touch wasn’t something i could get rid of. It was unknown territory for me. The pulsating in my nether regions, the throbbing i felt in a place where throbbing hadn’t ever occurred. And his lips, so close to my own, almost touching, the thought alone was driving me insane. He was my Alpha, powerful, enigmatic and strong. These thoughts we
She walked around the room dramatically, letting her fingers graze the frame of the mirror, she looked at her fingers and scrunched her nose from the dust she had collected. I rolled my eyes, waiting for whatever dramatic thing she would say next. “Bella, you know her, don’t you? The girl that hates your guts. He’s been all over her lately, taking her to the Jule is only the begging, I’m starting to think she might be the packs' future Luna. So whatever fun you think he’s having with you, remember it’s just that, fun. You’re a nobody. No one, especially not the hottest-most powerful alpha, would ever choose you,” the hairs on my body rose and my eyes took in her frame, narrowing in on the she-wolf before me. If only I had my wolf it would be a fair fight. “Down doggy, could it be that you like him?” I pushed everything down, not even sure why it arose. “Please," I scoffed, "she can have him, I got a dress, I’m happy,” I said and shrugged my shoulders. Her eyes squinted as she t
I walked slowly as I headed back to the pack house. Michael's words still freshly echoing in my head. The trees around me were dancing from the slightly harsher whips of winds coming in, no animals or insects were buzzing or chirping, and there was still silence hanging over the forest. My head kept spinning around, a thick layer of fog lay on the top of my head, unable to make out my thoughts yet impossible to ignore. ‘Don’t trust anyone’ Could he have spoken about Percy, knowing we had grown closer? No, I pushed that thought away, whatever Percy and I had wasn’t public knowledge, hell I barely knew what it was. There wasn’t anyone I trusted, except for maybe Emma but where did she play a part in Michael's carefully phrased warning? So many questions, so many thoughts causing me headaches on repeat. I made it to the back of the pack house and looked around before walking out of the forest, the guards that patrolled around the pack house were leaving their post so i snuck in.
I closed my mouth and nodded my head. “It’s a beautiful dress,” Samuel, I believe his name was, said. His chiseled jaw and perfectly, edge-cut hair were more than enough to make the girls swoon. And they did, many of the un-mated she-wolves were flicking their hair, glancing over to where he stood but none dared to approach. “Thank you,” I couldn’t remove my eyes from the man, he was handsome, yes, but nowhere near as handsome as Percy, and this man's presence made me feel something but I couldn't tell if it was a good something. There was something about him, behind his eyes and good looks, there was something else. Something that hinted at alluring darkness, un-trenched territory, and something I wouldn’t want to learn more of. Samuel stepped closer, his eyes never leaving mine, he leaned down and whispered, “smile, your life is about to change forever,” His fingers grazed my waist as he stepped back. A low growl came from the Alpha behind me and many eyes turned to him
The royals were my family, the king and the queen were my parents and they wanted to take me home. I looked down and saw that I was naked, my mind spinning and not remembering much after they had told me who they were to me. I got up on my feet and strutted over to the little bathroom. I turned on the faucet to the sink, hitting it three times because it was the only way to make it work and then I cupped my hands, using them to drink. I splashed some cold water on my face and patted my cheeks, I was used to looking dull and pale but to look like a freaking corpse, damn. I went to grab some clothes, I pulled out the top drawer of my dresser and was met with a hollow emptiness. I pulled out the other drawers and it was the same, absolutely nothing. I went over and opened the small cabin where I had my few belongings, but all of them were gone. I was naked, had nothing to wear and all my stuff had disappeared. I swallowed hard and placed my hand on my chest, my heart was beatin
The car ride was three hours and when we made it, the car drove through a pair of massive golden gates. As we entered the border, there was another forty-minute drive to get to where they lived. I was flabbergasted when the car came to a skilled stop on the south end of a fountain. The fountain depicted a man and a woman with a wolf standing behind them, howling up towards the sky. Three different heights had water dancing on each end, captivating you with its graceful dancing and the couple standing, holding hands, and gazing into each other's eyes. I stepped out of the car and felt the gravel beneath my feet, I had been so captivated by the fountain that I hadn’t even looked at the house. It was a large stone home which was the main building, two buildings attached to it on either side in what looked like oak and then a stable not far away. I could hear the horses nagging and the sound somehow built onto the perfect image of where I was. This looked like a scene taken out of
We were in the doctor's office and Selene was dangling her feet from the bed. The doctor had done some tests and then gone of, he’d be back with the results soon but I had a feeling I knew what the test results would show. The door opened and he stepped inside with a bright smile on his face. ”Congratulations, princess, you’re pregnant,” ”Huh?” I turned around and looked at Selene's pale face. All the color had drained from it and she looked like she was about to pass out. She pointed to the corner where a trash can was standing. ”Bucket!” I took a puke bag from the stands and handed it to her. ”I would like you too come back in two weeks for an ultrasound to make sure that everything is as it should be,” The doctor said. ”Sure,” Selene nodded her head and wiped her mouth clean. For werewolves, the process of childbirth was different than for humans. Instead of nine months, we have around three, so the pregnancy is fast but rarely painless. ”We should get you something
The sun had set and the moonlight seeped in through the window giving us the slightest bit of light. Selene was laying on the bed, her legs were spread apart and she was waiting for me. I took slow steps, enjoying how impatient she was getting. Selene groaned and got on her knees. I stood next to the bed and gazed down as she started unbuckling the belt and undoing my pants. She sucked in her bottom lip and and her hands were working fast as pulled my jeans down and they landed at my ankles along with my underwear. Selene licked her lips as my erection sprung free. I’d been hard for almost an hour and seeing Selenes lustfilled eyes and her impatient ways was causing the throbbing to become painful. She raised her hand and was about to wrap her fingers around my dick but I had other plans for her. I dragged my thumb over her lips and then pushed at her shoulders so she flew back. She laid s
The injured were being cared for, the bodies were being disposed of and those that belonged to us were being buried with their families and close ones attending. So many deaths in just a few hours, it made me sick. ’It’s war’ It's stupid ’But necessary’ How can you say that? ’It’s the natural order of things. The strong survive. Had it not been for wars, the werewolf species would've over populated long ago and that would mean the end for the human race’ Oh That made sense but it still made me sick. Emma was sitting on a bench looking out over the estate grounds. I knew I had to talk to her, and there was a lot I want
Nobody else moved in for which I was glad. This was between me and him, everyone else would stay out of it. I hoped. Damien walked toward me with heavy steps and I desperately wanted to shift. ’Let’s do it’ There’s not enough space, someone will get hurt He threw a punch and I dodged it. I saw some movement coming from the podium, Sam was squirming on the floor and his eyes were slowly fluttering open. My concentration was cut for half a second but that was enough. Damien had his hand around my throat and squeeased as he lifted me from the floor and tossed me into the wall. My head started spinning but Damien wasn't about to give a me chance to get back up. I tried to stand but my balance wasn't there and a punch to the face on top of that tossed me back down. I groaned and spat out blood. Everyone around us were getting impatient. Those of the Lycan Pack and my pack wanted to step in and fight Damien. Those with Damien wanted me dead already and I could tell they would glad
~Selene~ I was fighting in my human form and continously looking over at Damien. I wanted to kill him, I needed too see him die with my own eyes and preferably by my hands. My father, the king, was fighting him of with ease but he wouldn't be able to kill him alone. Howls were heard from far away. Everyone stopped for a few seconds and looked toward were the sound was coming from. Several wolves came running up, faster than I had ever seen, behind them were warriors in their human form. I reckognized the wolf in the front. ’Percy, is that Patrick?’ His eyes were viocsuly scanning the surroundings, salvia hung from the side of his mouth and you could tell they were here for the kill. ’Yes it is’ He said I scoffed and nodded my head. The Lycan Pack was here. They jumped in and the slaughter doubled. Had this been any other pack, they would've been outnumbered, but in this case, the playing field just evened out as the Lycan Pack joined. They slashed, clawd, bit and tugged. Bo
Egon stepped forth and I growled as I slammed at Damien's shoulders with all my strength. It was enough to make him fall back. I jumped up and kicked him toward the window. Another kick and the impact broke the glass and he fell down. It was pretty much all the strength I had left and I felt the sharp pain in my side return three folded. ”I told you to take the others and go! If you had done what I told you to I could've taken care of Damien.” Selene scolded. I turned slowly and faced her. ”And his people? Let’s say you killed Damien, then what? What about the hundreds of warriors he had with him, you think they’ll put down the hatchet and walk away? No, they will fight til death to avenge their Alpha.” ”I would’ve dealt with it,” ”Wake up! You can't do this on your own, I don't know why you’re suddenly acting all pissed of but lock it down and let’s get this over with.” ”You don't why I'm pissed?” She asked calmly and stepped toward me. I heard a rummage going on outside but
~Percy~ The taste of blood swirled on my tongue, I could taste it and smell it but I couldn't react. Whatever happened these last few days was enough for Egon to become dormant. Neither of us had any strength left but I knew it was time. I needed to eat, to heal, and then get Selene and get the fuck out of here. Slowly my mobility returned. My jaw moved, my teeth sunk into the fresh meat and the bloody juices ran down my throat. After a few more pieces were fed to me, I could open my eyes. I saw everyone standing around, the one who looked worse for wear was Mikayla. She wasn't healing as she should. ”It will take some time for her injuries to heal completely,” The queen said and placed a hand on Mikayla's shoulder. I nodded my head, it was all I could do. ”Here you go,” Emma handed me a bottle of water. I wanted to gulp it all down but the slightest drop felt like nails against my throat. I turned my head an inch and looked into Emmas' eyes, behind her stood Dave, the guy that
My mouth was agape and I was staring blankly at Stepahines red face. ”Uhm,” I couldn't find the words. Were there any words? ’They’re mates’ No shit ’Don’t be rude’ This is messed up. He attacked her, kept her in his room like a prisoner, and starved her ’And now they’re in love, people can change’ Please go sleep I ran a hand through my hair and looked up at the ceiling. Words, Selene, find any words and speak them. ”So,” good start. ”Why?” I asked. Well, those are words. ”We’re mates,” She said and bit down on her lip as she side-glanced at him. I snapped my fingers in front of her face and got her attention back on me. ”What do you mean you’re mates? When did this happen? Before or after I stole you some food because he was starving you?” I was pissed and everything was about to unravel. ”Selene-” ”No!” I pointed my finger at Sam to make sure he stayed quiet. ”We’ve been fighting, sneaking around our own home, searching for information, risking our lives to save
I Walked back up and got to the kitchen. So far so good. I was careful so that none of Damien's people would see me. I stopped and hid where I had to but they weren't that many in the estate right now. The kitchen was almost empty. The only ones in there were two chefs whom I knew worked for the Royals. They turned their backs toward me as I came in and I started rummaging the fridge. There were lots of fresh meats in there and some bags of jerky in the pantry. I grabbed anything with protein and some bread as well. I grabbed as much as I could carry but one of the chefs came up and patted my shoulder. She held out a big plastic bag and I stuffed all the meats inside of it. I thanked the chef who seemed relieved at what was happening. Everyone here wanted things to go back to the way they were. They didn't want Damien and his people here but if they tried doing something themselves, they’d get slaughtered. The hallways were empty so I went behind the stairs and to the back room, cu