"You can do it!" I muttered under my breath, descending the staircase as stealthily as possible.
It was a desperate mantra I kept repeating in my head to muster the courage to face Jake after what happened last night. Well, I was failing miserably at it.The kitchen was eerily quiet when I entered, and for a moment, I was overjoyed. I was hungry. I reached for the milk, hurrying to leave before I saw anyone. That was when I heard it—a familiar, disarming voice."That's not enough food, mate?" Jake’s voice was smooth, teasing.But his words managed to send a jolt through my entire body. And with that, the composure I had built shattered like glass. It was as though he had a direct line to my emotions, capable of triggering a storm with just a few words.Steadying myself, I let out a deep breath to face him. This was my reality now. Facing this devil day in and day out and hiding my feelings. How long can I keep up? My hands trembled slightly as I fumbled with the milk carton, struggling to keep my composure. “Ummm... I love milk!” I managed to stammer, my voice betraying my inner turmoil."Mm-hmm," he didn't try too hard, brushing past me to grab the milk carton, our skin touching. Accidentally? But the tingles that tremored through my body were unbearable. As I turned to leave, unable to take his presence, my body smashed into his chest! Damn! What was he doing behind me? "You want this?" His voice came out raspy as he towered over me, his face inches closer than mine. I swear I felt his bulge, but I didn't dare to check it again. He had put some safe distance between us already.But before he could do something, tell me something that would expose me, I fled from the kitchen. I cursed him under my breath, frustration and desire lacing my words. I was angry at him for stirring these crazy feelings I wasn’t ready to confront. I cursed myself for being so easily swayed.The school was also nothing different!"Did she really move to the Blackmoon pack?""So is she going to change pack? Such a disgrace to the White lineage.""Look at our new Cinderella!""She can go to the space but look shit!""Look at her clothes. Gold digger!""Mate, how is your new house?"I was suddenly the object of ridicule and gossip for the entire school. No one wanted to believe my fate had changed again. The disapproving glares and unwanted gossip shrouded me, driving me to an edge. I have no idea how the word got out that we moved to Jake's house. “Cinderella” or a “gold digger”.How could I ever be those things? I was the previous alpha's daughter. If fate had not played with me, would these people be able to tell such hateful things to me? Their words were sharp and piercing. I had never belonged to their world. Not as the remarkable white wolf. Not now as the wolfless omega. So why couldn't they leave me alone?
"Dude, your clothes are wow. But why wouldn't you put on some makeup?" John said as he sat beside us at the lunch table. Kathy glowered at him."What? Are we now bending to gossip? I like that she can have a better life now!" John puffed nonchalantly."John, I didn't ask for these clothes, but my old ones are not there anymore! And he is not my boyfriend." I scoffed, expecting better from him."Well, we all know! You can't have him as your boyfriend in this life. Even Hana can't. Sylvie is something!" John boasted as he munched his food."What is wrong with me?" I sneered, feeling hurt. Why was I not good enough? He was reminding me that I can't have Jake. And it felt like a throne in my chest."Well, you think you can have a boyfriend like him, mate?" Someone from a nearby table turned and directly ridiculed me. The school had picked up my new nickname - Mate. And there was nothing good about it."Of course, mate. Now that she leaves with alpha Jake, she might think she is an alpha as well." Another jumped in, not leaving any chance to destroy me."Well, last time I checked, she was a princess." "What are you talking about? That was five years ago." Two of them broke down into laughter. "Enough! Don't forget she is still a White." Kathy beamed, smashing her table. John stood in front of me like a soldier. But their piercing eyes scathed me, igniting old memories and reaping old wounds."Elsa!" A clear, loud, powerful voice pierced through the crowd.The arrival of Jake was a sudden and dramatic shift in the atmosphere. His presence was commanding, and the room fell silent in his wake. Even though he was the alpha of another pack, the fear in everyone's eyes was palpable.I looked up. His dark eyes were already fixed on me with an intensity that made my heart race. His aura was one of authority and power, unlike how cool and calm he was when he was just around me."You should leave with Jake," Kathy whispered, pushing me towards Jake. That is when I snapped out of the daze. As I looked around, I saw that the fear that gripped the room was a testament to his formidable reputation. I felt strange- my emotions were a mix of relief and nervousness. "Let's go," He said in a commanding voice.I nodded, following him without hesitation. With him ahead of me, a strange comfort engulfed me. My savior. Why was he here? Who told him about what was happening in the school? How did he know I needed some immediate relief? Has he planted a spy? But as I walked behind him, my feelings for him stirred.Leaving the campus, he let out a deep sigh, closing his eyes to let go of his anger. I could tell he was fuming otherwise."Are you alright?" He asked, making me startled, now his dark eyes boring mine. It shook my resolve. He cared for me like no one else.I nodded, gulping hard, my feelings rising like a tidal force.I was grateful for Jake’s intervention, but the emotional turmoil he was putting me into was far more exhausting. His presence was a double-edged sword. He was the one who provided me with a breath of fresh air. But the feelings for me were beginning to choke me."Let's take you home," he pointed towards his car.And what scared me more was the ride alone with him!Thanks for reading! Please leave your precious comments.
Walking behind the alpha, my mind was a whirlpool of doubt and self-recrimination. I had hoped to project strength and independence—qualities that alphas supposedly admired in their partners. But the truth was, I felt anything but powerful. I had found myself in an embarrassing situation, a damsel in distress whom Jake had to rescue. It was a stark contrast to the image I wished to uphold.I couldn’t help but feel that I was failing at maintaining the façade of resilience. The reality was harsh and unyielding. Without Kathy's steadfast support, I would have been crushed under the weight of the judgmental stares and malicious whispers. I was weak, wolfless, and at the mercy of those who were more powerful. Day in and day out, I fought my own battles, and it was only thanks to my friends and aunt that I had managed to endure. Yet, here I was, cursing Jake—an ungratefulness that stung with each thought.Lost in my introspection, I nearly collided with the passing traffic. A brawny hand re
“Jake?” A voice from outside jolted me sharply, dragging me from a restless, tangled fantasy.I blinked, disoriented, trying to calm myself. But he was already out, greeting Sylvie with that same confident charm. Was I no different? I stared at him, my heart racing. Had I imagined everything? Was I losing my grip on reality?"Elsa, what are you doing here in the middle of the day?" Sylvie's voice cut through my confusion, her gaze landing on me with a mixture of concern and surprise."Why are you with her?" Her gaze shifted to Jake.What surprised me more was what was she doing at home during work hours. She even worked on weekends earlier. Things have changed since Jake came into her life.I didn't know what to answer. In a panic, I did what I do best. I fled from the scene to my room to avoid chaos. Since that day, my life has become a frantic series of evasions. I avoided Jake like the plague with a desperation that bordered on obsession. I missed meals, left school early in the ca
"We will discuss this at length, mate." He walked away, leaving me in a whirlwind of confusion and unanswered questions.My fingers traced my lips, the lingering feeling of our first kiss still intact. A deep blush spread across my cheeks. Inside, I was overjoyed, the happiness almost too overwhelming to contain.Why hadn’t I stopped him? Why hadn’t I clarified what it meant?The thrill of our kiss was still fresh, but now I needed to understand what it meant for us. I decided I would find a moment to talk to him when Sylvie was out for work. Until then, I tried to focus on the fleeting joy of the kiss.Giddy with anticipation, I bounded down the stairs, a playful smile lighting up my face. I had taken extra time with my makeup and wasn’t planning to skip dinner. I planned to persuade Jake to join me for a shopping spree or maybe a movie—just us. The idea of us sharing a quiet corner seat in a dark theater made my heart race with excitement. We will discuss us at length!I tiptoed into
Breathing heavily, panting, and gasping, I trudged along the untrodden path barefoot, lost in both direction and thought. The sky rumbled above, mirroring the turmoil within me. A drizzle fell on my face, prompting me to look up. It was a pitiful night, indeed.I didn’t mind the thunder, nor the rain, nor the surrounding coldness. I was scantily dressed, the night’s weather acting against me. The harsh elements seemed almost fitting, a cruel reflection of my inner despair.“Ouch!” I winced as a thorn pierced the thin skin of my toe, the sharp pain jolting me momentarily from my sorrow. The night only seemed to get worse. Perhaps the moon goddess had heard my silent plea. I was about to vanish in this desolate place, disappearing without a trace from everyone’s lives. Such grace! A faint, sarcastic smile spread across my face as I pulled out the thorn, watching more blood ooze from the fresh wound. Maybe my long-standing wish to die naturally was about to be granted. Yes, you are right!
When I woke up, everything was simply too white for my tired eyes. I gulped hard. Was I dead and in heaven? Truthfully, I wasn't entirely disappointed. Maybe I could finally meet my parents. But then a dark figure appeared in front of me, blocking the bright light in my eyes.Using all my strength, I raised my hand to get a better look. My heart skipped a beat. The most handsome man on earth stood before me, a wide smile on his perfect face despite looking tired with bags under his eyes, a brisk beard compared to his usual clean-shaven look, and his once authoritative shoulders now slumped with exhaustion.I realized I had survived that fateful night. My last fading memory was correct. My savior was Jake. I don't know how he found me, but I was glad to be alive. Dead men tell no tales. With this third chance at life, I promised to do better."Jake?" I whispered, immediately followed by a cough. It was then I realized how weak I was."Here, take some water," my aunt offered. She looked
"Here, take the medicine," He fed me, caressing the back of my head as I gulped down the bitter liquid.Nursing me back to my health, in the absence of my aunt, Jake stuck to me for the next three days religiously. The only time he left was for personal hygiene and to discuss matters with Tyler in his study. He still had a pack and business to run.I don't know how he managed that, despite being an alpha and a business tycoon. But he did. I would be lying if I said his dedication did not sway me. Not once did he make me feel I was bothering him or he had to take care of me forcibly.He was there. Always around! Out of choice. Honestly, we seemed more like a couple than Sylvie and he ever looked.Initially, I pretended to ignore him, but his determination and care won me over. I settled my thoughts. What was I supposed to do? We were a decade apart. And that was not the only problem. I couldn't possibly ask him to break up with my aunt and start a relationship with me. What kind of pe
"Tell me your story?" I asked, yawning at the football match. He wanted me to watch a series, but I would rather watch him. He didn't reply, but I could feel him tense. I rolled my eyes, thinking of another way to approach again. "Well, was it love at first sight or a slow-burn romance?" I asked again after something like five seconds. He still pretended not to hear me. But this time, his grip around the wine glass tightened. Next, he gulped down his liquor in one go. "I want some too." My hands stretched towards the wine bottle. "Ouch!" I cried. "Why would you hit my hands like that!" "You are not supposed to drink." "Whatever! I am going to sleep. This is all boring. So damn boring!" "Sit. We can watch some coming-of-age series." I could clearly see the fear in his eyes. He is into action or sports. The mushy things I watched were clearly out of his capabilities. Yet he was enduring it for some time. It was cute, honestly! "No! I want to talk or sleep." I left the choice to
"What do you mean?" I sat up straight, my eyes boring into his. Why would he tell me this? However! He got real close, making my heart jump crazily as I dug my fingers into the sheets. My mind forgot what I was asking, my eyes focused on his handsome face. Was it his trick to win over me? If yes, it was working. My heart was beating crazily. The distance was inappropriate, but the way he was looking at me was even more improper. Well, I wasn't any different. I lusted over him. Badly! He could make me forget everything just by his hoarse, deep voice. So how was I supposed to resist this tempting closeness? My insides were collapsing, my body aching for him. I knew I should have stopped him. Stopped me. But I dared not move, and he was towering over me. I could smell him up close, a raw masculine smell, drowning me in the pool of my hormones. Gulping hard, I stared at his bobbing throat. My mind had a crazy thought. I wanted to see him more, trace my fingers on his body, and rip his