CHAPTER 42((Flashback))Alex hit his head against the table three times before letting out a tired groan.He slouched in his chair, eyes glazed over as he stared at the mountain of paperwork before him. Each form seemed more tedious than the last, draining his enthusiasm with its monotony. The ticking of the clock echoed the seconds lost to mind-numbing tasks. His pen moved mechanically, filling in blanks and checking boxes with a robotic precision. Outside, the world bustled with life, while he remained imprisoned in a realm of contracts and regulations. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he yearned for an escape, his day's energy sapped by the relentless boredom that clung to him like a suffocating fog."I probably deserve this don't I?", He asked the empty space. He knew his father tended to do a lot of work everyday, but he didn't know it was this bad. How was their pack even still functioning? They barely had the basic necessities.Most of the pack houses were in disrepair, everyt
CHAPTER 43((Flashback))Five weeks into the term, Alex's decision to enroll at Brooklyn College of Arts was anything but conventional but judging by Myla's page, it was where he could catch her unguarded. As he walked into the administrative office, he couldn't help but notice the skeptical looks exchanged between the staff members. The air was thick with unspoken questions, and the raised eyebrows spoke volumes.Unfazed by the skepticism, Alex approached the front desk with a confidence that demanded attention. His presence seemed to fill the room, the subtle shift in energy visible to anyone present. The receptionist, a middle-aged woman named Mrs. Thompson, cleared her throat and offered a polite smile."Can I help you?" she inquired, her voice polite but laced with curiosity.Alex returned the smile, his expression friendly yet authoritative. "I'm here to enroll for the current term," he replied calmly.Mrs. Thompson's fingers danced over the keyboard as she typed in his request.
Chapter 44((Flashback))Alex sighed, he was in Aromascapes, tired out of his mind. He was combining pack duties, physical pain and college at once. He didn't think it through before he implemented the plan. The reason he couldn't just complain was that he actually enjoyed school. He didn't know that he had the slightest inclination towards anything in the arts, but as Alex stepped into the school's biggest art gallery, a sense of intrigue enveloped him. The hushed atmosphere allowed him to escape from the outside world and immerse himself in a realm of creativity. The vibrant colors, intricate details, and thought-provoking compositions roused his emotions, evoking a beautiful sense of connection with the artists' visions. Alex felt a soothing escape from the mundane as he wandered through the gallery, his mind transported to a realm where imagination and beauty harmoniously converged. He suddenly yearned to hold a brush at that moment to start painting. He had never held a paint bru
Chapter 45Myla swung her legs in the air in the lounge as she worked on her drawing assignment. She was supposed to do it in school, but she found the atmosphere at home to be much more conducive. She smiled as she finally realized what she was drawing. It was her hands in Noah's ringed ones, interlocked. Her own fingers were accurately barely poking through Noah's huge ones. She sighed as her mind's eye brought her the beauty of her mate again. They hadn't told the twins, they were waiting for them to notice. She was frankly surprised that none of the twins had caught on yet. She made sure to hold Noah's hand whenever they were together, especially in plain sight of the twins. No reaction.Noah never left her without a kiss on the crown of her head. No reaction. She sat in between his legs as they all planned their days in the morning. No reaction.It seemed as though the twins were a little blind, especially Chris. She expected Chris to have been fed up with her with the amount
Chapter 46The tattoo depicted a slender silver ring, its surface meticulously detailed to reflect its gleam and character. Around its circumference, intricate symbols, intertwined hearts and delicate infinity loops created an artistic dance of unity and something…powerful, supernatural and extraordinary. The shadows and highlights in the design gave the illusion that the ring was truly resting upon her neck, a timeless adornment that spoke of a bond beyond words.How did she not see this? It was understandable that she wouldn't see it on her own neck, but what about Noah's neck?She rushed over to Noah and peeked at his neck, unknowingly interrupting his call. Nothing. There was nothing on his neck."His is on his chest I believe", Chris said casually. Myla's face inflamed and she rapidly walked away. They only recently just found out that they were mates, she didn't want to cross lines just yet."Go on, why are you shy?", Tiana asked, genuinely confused.Myla scoffed, looking for a
Chapter 47The wind whipped across his face, blowing his hair every which way, his jaw clenched in annoyance. There was a large hiking duffle bag strapped on his back and his face looked like thunder. Myla swallowed. He was a very handsome man. He was also a very pissed off man."Come on Noah you're scaring the other people", She sighed as she properly strapped her own smaller duffle bag. It was smaller because Noah simply wouldn't let her carry a normal one.He glared at her, a hint of an annoyed pout forming on his lips. Myla grinned like a drunkard. How adorable! "It's a bonding activity Noah, how can we bond if you don't speak?", She pouted, putting her hands on her hips. He scowled. "We're heading to the top of a cliff, 1000 miles away from home…to bungee jump?", He deadpanned."Ugh Noahhhh", she dragged. "It's not bungee jumping, it's zip lining, and it's not the only activity. See there are actually four activities today alone", she pointed at the guide map excitedly. Noah gr
Chapter 48Noah hoisted Myla higher, his arms like steel bands around her waist. "What is it Noah?", She asked in a whisper after seeing his face. "Something is following us", Noah replied in the same low tone. "Something? Not someone?", She whispered again. Noah sighed. His lady needed to learn how to whisper."Yes I hear four steps instead of two", he said in his normal voice, since her whispering was just basically her talking anyway."Oh, oh no, what if it's a rogue wolf?", Myla asked worriedly. Noah furrowed his brows. "If-" "-You don't like to kill", she simpered sadly. She had heard him say it time and again that he didn't enjoy bloodshed.His eyes softened and he placed a kiss on her nose."I'd murder a continent for you", he said, punctuating each word with a kiss on the nose."Please don't", Myla replied easily, knowing Noah would never go after those that haven't viscerally wronged him. So no continent was in trouble just yet. Probably.Noah chuckled and pecked her on t
Chapter 49"I should have calmed down a little shouldn't I?", she said with a pout as Noah effortlessly waded through the shallow water."Ha! You should", he said, his hiking sneakers soaked and soggy."You know you should've removed your shoes before you started, those things are expensive", she glared at him."They'll dry out, don't worry Milady, I won't waste 'em", he replied easily. They had gotten out of the stream and were now on their way down.He refused to set her down no matter what she said or did. She was forced to accept that she would be carried everywhere for the rest of the day. Gradually, her soggy behind dried out.Myla's excitement became palpable as she could see the hotel. It looked like it could fit in the middle of her index finger so they were still a little far off, but atleast they had seen it. "Hotel ahead!", She informed the taller man who had most likely seen it several metres before she did. "Yes! I'm starving", he groaned."I put food in our backpacks