Sara My mornings were filled with overwhelming nausea washing over me. Getting sick in the morning had become my constant companion, and I felt a change taking place inside me. Everything was happening so fast, and Axton's betrayal threw us off balance. I couldn't believe that he cheated on Dakota with that bastard, Erika. I had never liked her, although I didn't have the guts to tell Dakota. The pain Dakota was experiencing was unfathomable, and I hated that bad things kept happening to someone with such a good heart. Axton, her own mate, had hurt her deeply. I made my way to the bathroom, and my stomach churned as I emptied its contents. Dakota watched me as I lay on the couch, covering myself with a blanket. "Are you okay?" she asked softly. I could see the sadness in her eyes, yet she was concerned about me. She had lost so much weight and was looking like the ghost of her former self, reminding me of the sad times before she met Axton. "I don't know," I managed to say. "I f
Sara Four months later. With my pregnancy showing, I wore a loose beach-colored gown together with other bridesmaids. Pumped and happy for the big day. Today was Dakota's wedding, and I was so happy as though it were my wedding. Dakota was experiencing back-to-back victories, and my emotions overflowed with tears streaming down my cheeks. It was a good decision for me not to wear makeup because I knew in the end, it was going to get smudged. My hands roamed my belly. My tiny miracle was growing every day, but the cravings that hit me were often crazy. While Dakota was getting ready with Olivia, Imani, and Sloane dolling her up, I reached for a slice of cake nearby and stuffed it into my mouth, enjoying the smudges of frostings. "Goodness gracious," Dakota laughed. "Somebody remind them to take my wedding cake far away from you." The wedding was the biggest talk in town as the merging of Wild Fangs and Desert Canines. It was the biggest event I had ever encountered, filled with
Three hours ago, my mate and son died. My world turned upside down, filling me with terrible grief. As if that wasn't bad enough, my closest and most trusted friend accused me of poisoning my family. Now, the council gathered to condemn me.I ruled as the female Alpha of the Wild Fangs pack, one of the strongest packs on the South Coast, loved by all, and envied by few.My husband, Marco, and I weren't fated. We had the usual issues that non-fated couples faced, mostly that we didn't connect sexually in the bedroom. Even so, we respected each other, and a year ago, our surprise son Ivan, a beautiful and healthy baby, came into the world. I'd give my life for my family. Now, a dark cloud came over me, casting a shadow over everything I cared about.With fat tears rolling down my eyes, I faced the council. Elder Logan, the oldest male in the Wild Fangs pack, scratched his bushy white beard, and his voice shook across the hall."Be honest with us, Dakota. Did you poison Marco and Ivan?
Seventy-two hours later Sara and I ran past a bamboo brown forest. The tall stalks loomed over us, making creaking sounds that terrified Sara. Three days of running, hiding, and trying to stay alive in this forest with no place to go. I never thought I'd get to this point. My evil pack mates didn't let me bury Marco and Ivan and this gave me constant nightmares. Our stomachs growled with hunger. We'd been surviving on nuts and berries, but it wasn't enough to sustain us in our human form. Sara was exhausted, and I had to find a way to feed us soon. My so-called Alpha friends rejected me. Like wildfire, the news of my misfortune spread. Nobody wanted to associate with an outcast on the run. I thought that the bond between tribe members was unbreakable and that maybe one of the packs would understand my hardship, but I was wrong. "Do you believe in Karma?" Sara asked me when we sat under a tree to catch our breaths. I scoffed and looked down at the ground. "Not anymore. Karma
We got to an old, single-story building named "The Academy" Worry clenched my stomach. Before even seeing a topless girl beckoning from the balcony with breasts like ripe fruits waiting to be plucked, I knew this place was a whore house.Sara's lips curled with disgust and she turned on our mind- link. "What are we doing, Dakota? I don't like this place.""I know, Sara," I replied, offering a watery smile while maintaining a safe distance from 'Madame.' "We need some food to fuel our human bodies and I stink badly. I promise not to let anything happen to you."She stared at me like I'd gone crazy. Madame turned around, her clown faces morphing into a grin and eyes sparkling with excitement. "Come… come," she motioned with her hands. I stopped walking and her smile died. "Madame, I don't know how you intend to help, but we're not interested in selling our bodies."She exchanged glances with the male beside her and I stared past her to the peeling paint on the brothel's walls. "Hone
AxtonSeeing my mate left me stunned and frozen. My mouth hung open, forming a silent "O" of surprise.She was so damn beautiful. In my twenty-four years of existence, I'd never seen someone so unreal. Her piercing blue crystals locked onto my gaze as if they could see through my soul and her lips, plump, rosy, and puckered, were the exact way I anticipated my mate to be. I blessed the moon goddess. She must have been listening to my silent prayers because this woman was captivating in every sense of the word. Coming here at this hour was a blessing in disguise. Earlier, Elias, my best friend, and I snuck into my late dad's study in search of a copy of his will.The Alpha role had been vacant since he died six months ago, causing fierce competition between my brother and me. The wait for the official reading had me on edge and I was dying to know who'd be Alpha. Quiet as mice, Elias and I tiptoed through the halls to the study, hoping no one would see us. No one was allowed in there
Dakota "... I can never be your mate."The second those words escaped my mouth, a stillness fell over the room and several pairs of eyes turned toward me like laser beams The conversation faded away, replaced by a tense silence as people watched my every move. My mate grabbed my arm with his hands which looked like they'd been sculpted from stone, with thick veins that pulsed with raw power, making my skin prickle with discomfort and shameful desire. He was a tall and imposing male, with over six feet of sheer muscle. His eyes clouded in a sexual haze and a direct gaze that disturbed me. His skin had a sun-kissed, deep golden hue and looked like it had been carved from the finest bronze. The moon goddess must be crazy for playing such a nasty prank on me. The last thing I needed in my life was a mate, much less a foreigner. "Why not? Who are you?" he asked, huskiness lingering in his voice, like a clap of thunder, commanding attention with its deep, powerful timbre. Sara fidgete
AxtonRunning out of the academy with Elias and some other males following close behind, our footsteps echoed down the road.My face set in a fierce scowl. I picked up my sword from my van and made a quick stop at my arms dealer to stock up on silver bullets.Because I was allergic to silver, I threw on a glove to handle the bullets. Cocking my gun, I kissed it, sighing in satisfaction. headed to the warrior base."Listen up everyone! These bastards won't stop until they've taken everything we hold dear. But we're not going to let that happen. We're going to fight with everything we've got, and we're going to send their corpses back to their pack. Are you with me?""Yes, Axton!" They chorused and armed themselves, rushing to the border with intense ferocity.Crouching behind a barricade, the tension in the air rose."Watch your back, Axton," Elias pleaded with a low and steady voice."I've got this."Xavier was nowhere to be found. No surprise there. He'd always been a coward. I took c
Sara Four months later. With my pregnancy showing, I wore a loose beach-colored gown together with other bridesmaids. Pumped and happy for the big day. Today was Dakota's wedding, and I was so happy as though it were my wedding. Dakota was experiencing back-to-back victories, and my emotions overflowed with tears streaming down my cheeks. It was a good decision for me not to wear makeup because I knew in the end, it was going to get smudged. My hands roamed my belly. My tiny miracle was growing every day, but the cravings that hit me were often crazy. While Dakota was getting ready with Olivia, Imani, and Sloane dolling her up, I reached for a slice of cake nearby and stuffed it into my mouth, enjoying the smudges of frostings. "Goodness gracious," Dakota laughed. "Somebody remind them to take my wedding cake far away from you." The wedding was the biggest talk in town as the merging of Wild Fangs and Desert Canines. It was the biggest event I had ever encountered, filled with
Sara My mornings were filled with overwhelming nausea washing over me. Getting sick in the morning had become my constant companion, and I felt a change taking place inside me. Everything was happening so fast, and Axton's betrayal threw us off balance. I couldn't believe that he cheated on Dakota with that bastard, Erika. I had never liked her, although I didn't have the guts to tell Dakota. The pain Dakota was experiencing was unfathomable, and I hated that bad things kept happening to someone with such a good heart. Axton, her own mate, had hurt her deeply. I made my way to the bathroom, and my stomach churned as I emptied its contents. Dakota watched me as I lay on the couch, covering myself with a blanket. "Are you okay?" she asked softly. I could see the sadness in her eyes, yet she was concerned about me. She had lost so much weight and was looking like the ghost of her former self, reminding me of the sad times before she met Axton. "I don't know," I managed to say. "I f
Elias My honeymoon with Sara was a fucking disaster. I was frustrated, confused, and annoyed that no matter how I tried to salvage the situation, nothing worked. All she wanted to do was return to Desert Canines to meet Dakota. The bond between both ladies was unbreakable, but I needed my time alone with my wife. It didn't help that I was getting blue balls after the failed attempt to make love with Sara. Sex had never been a problem for me. Although I was quite big, the girls at the Academy and my ex-flings had no issues with my size, but Sara freaked out when she saw me for the first time, making it seem like I was abnormal. She still hadn't returned from the pack house. I needed an outlet and went to Axton. He was busy with alpha duties, but when we took a break, I shared my feelings with him, hoping he would provide some relief. Instead, the idiot was amused and burst out laughing, which only fueled my annoyance. "It's not funny, dude. I don't think I can handle it a
Sara My wedding day had arrived. The whole thing seemed like a dream. I couldn't believe that I was getting married. I was ecstatic and scared at the same time. I sat in front of the mirror, and Dakota and Imani stood by my side, helping with my makeup. "I can't believe my baby girl is finally getting married," Dakota beamed, curving my brows. "You, my dear, are such a beautiful bride." "Adorable," Imani agreed. "I'm nervous, Dakota," I said to her. "What if something goes wrong? What if my wedding isn't perfect? Or what if I trip on my dress? What am I even going to do after the wedding? I know nothing about sex." Dakota and Imani exchanged glances, chuckling softly. "You're worrying too much. Everything will be fine. It's your day, and it's going to be amazing." I slipped into my wedding dress, a shimmery soft tulle gown adorned with intricate beadwork. Imani had gifted me the dress, and I had to work on it considering that it was meant for someone chubby like her. It turned
Sara I sat with Dakota in the back of the van, my heart racing with raw fear that compressed me like a vice, making me faint and feverish. Our hopes of escaping were shattered. Axton looked so pissed, like an angry bull. His reaction confused me, making me wonder why he was angry, considering that they had already labeled us murderers. But knowing how strong the mating bond was, I couldn't blame him, because somewhere in the back of my mind was dancing and rejoicing that we weren't leaving anymore. Now we had to face the consequences of our actions. Dakota sat beside me, her mouth on a white slash and anger simmering beneath the surface. Elias had no emotion on his face, and I wondered what he was thinking. He must hate me so much now. We returned to the cabin and Axton headed upstairs with Dakota, leaving Elias and me alone. The silence felt as though somebody had just died. I couldn't meet his gaze. I stared at my feet instead. He stood opposite me, not moving or saying anyt
Sara All night, I couldn't sleep. My limbs weakened, feeling Dakota's raw betrayal. I couldn't believe she would think so low of me. She blamed me for her circumstance and I didn't think I'd ever forgive her. The next morning, I sat outside the cabin, staring at the desert landscape. A small part of me wanted to run away because it took her getting angry before she said what was on her mind. If she didn't trust me, why were we pretending to love each other? Despite how angry I felt, I knew I couldn't leave her. We were all we had. I felt her presence behind me and went completely still. When our gazes met, I saw the remorse etched on her face. "Sara, I honestly didn't know what came over me last night. I'm so ashamed of myself. I shouldn't have said what I said. You know that I didn't mean any of those things, right?" My tongue lay like a stone in my mouth and a thick silence passed between us. "Sara, please say something. I was so worried when I returned to the cabin and cou
Sara When Axton drove us to the cabin. I was so scared and silent tension filled the air in the van like gas, choking me. I watched helplessly with nerves fluttering in my tummy. When Elias's fingers brushed my thighs, I luxuriated in the sweet sensation and the wave of desire hit me from my head to my foot but I'd rather fry my brains out than admit it. We all headed inside. Dakota looked away from Axton and avoided meeting his gaze like the plague. Axton seemed more pissed than Elias and didn't fail to show it. He shot Dakota a nasty look, his eyes like flint stones. Elias tried to infuse some humor and cleared his throat. "Anyone hungry?" No one answered him. Silence descended upon the cabin like a black-winged bird. "I want to speak with you alone. Upstairs," Axton said in a stormy voice to Dakota. The Dakota I had known and lived with for years would never acknowledge anyone who spoke to her in such a rude tone. But now, she did the opposite of what I expected.
Elias POV In my wildest dreams, I never knew the moon goddess would give me a mate. I'd always felt different, like an outsider. This mindset developed when I was a student. I didn't give a crap about school at all. It was worthless, soul-sucking, with distant monsters as teachers who ignited any spark of passion within me. It didn't help that I was doing very badly in school. Axton, my best friend, always thought I wasn't dumb, and always consoled me whenever the teacher yelled at me for having a coconut for brains. "You're street smart," Axton always said to me. "You're very good at solving problems most of the time. Maybe you're not functioning well because this place is a regimented learning system, or maybe the teachers are crap sacks." Axton was very different from me. He was a genius, loved by everyone. He had a dad, mum, and brother even though his brother was an asshole. My mum died while giving birth to me and my dad mourned her by busying himself with work. I was alwa
Sara Days and nights passed. Hopeless and defeated, Dakota and I continued our nomadic existence, surviving each day as it came. Our lives had been forever altered and we were stripped of everything we had. I watched Dakota sadly deteriorate from an Alpha to a rogue and after a series of rejections, we had no choice but to seek refuge in the northern deserts. My mind raced like a clock when we stepped into the brothel. I hated the place with everything in me and felt a bitter tang of disgust in my mouth because of their questionable character. It was a whorehouse. Somewhere I wasn't used to. The ladies of the night did their business here, making their rounds around. They were all young girls of varying ages. I had never had sex before, nor did I want to have sex in such a disgusting way, where my body would be on full display, fucking different sizes of dicks, ranging from the ones as tiny as my thumb to long as my forearm. I didn't want to be used as an animal. No female's