“How was your day?” I glance up at Sebastian as he sets a cup of tea in front of where I sit at the table in the back area of his house.It was seven in the evening now, Killian and the twins had left a couple hours ago. Not before he reminded me plenty of times how we were meant to be together, and to not forget about what we have while he works to get me back.I had walked back to Sebastain’s slowly and quietly, just thinking about everything Killian had said to me today. “Oh… it was good.” I say carefully. I wasn’t actually with either man, but I still felt like I was two timing both of them. I definitely had feelings for both, and it came through when I was interacting with them. I couldn’t help it. “It was nice seeing the twins.” I add. “Yeah? Must have been hard to send them off.” He says as he sits next to me with his own cup of coffee. I roll my eyes at his obvious attempt to entice me into keeping them here with me. If the day ever came where I felt comfortable leaving my
The day it would be decided who would be staying with Sebastain and becoming his Luna was tomorrow. It had been three days since Sebastain and I had our little conversation, and I gotta be honest, it was becoming more and more clear to me I had upset him more than he’d let on.I hadn’t seen him at all the day after; apparently he’d been busy with committee work all day, and would be for the following days. Or so he said. I believed him at first, since the same members who had questioned my motives behind wanting Sebastain now were starting to pop back up. I had seen Serena leading them somewhere when they’d first arrived, I’m assuming to the guests' houses. She had been smiling and chatting them all up, ever in schmooze mode.But on the second night, I had left my room to use the bathroom around eleven o’clock. I hadn’t been noticed, but I had seen Sebastain and Camilla leaving, both wearing nice clothes, and their arms were hooked together. I still remember how it had felt when my
“I just… need more time.” Everly says to me, a worried look on her face. I can feel the burn of rejection in my throat, but I try to remind myself she had said she liked me. This wasn’t like before, when she straight up picked someone else over me. And she wasn’t asking to move into her own place like she had last time I’d lost my cool on her. I just kept trying to tell myself that these were all good signs. “Yeah, sure.” I stood up, feeling the need to leave before I pushed her too hard, or said something I would regret later like I always seemed to. I could feel the toxic part of my brain getting pissed, wanting to grab her and demand to know why she wouldn’t just admit she loved me. Doing that would erase all the work I’d been putting in to convince her I’m not a monster since she’s been with me this go around.I head back into the house, sighing heavily once I’m out of earshot of Everly. “Hey, everything good?” I glance up as Camilla comes out of the living room then, leaning ag
That night, I get dressed in the overly fancy getup my mother had given me to wear, and leave my room to get Camilla from hers. I glance longingly at Everly’s closed bedroom door as I knock lightly on Camilla’s. I wish I was taking Everly. Hell, I wish I wasn’t going at all. I wish we were going on a walk together, or curled up on the couch watching a movie. Even though I don’t think she would do that with me. A man can dream. “Evening.” I refocus as Camilla opens her door. She was wearing a skin tight shimmery blue dress that dipped dangerously low in the front. I shook my head a little at my mother’s obvious tactics. I wonder if other sons had to deal with stuff like this.“You ready?” I ask, looking her in the eye, mostly so I wouldn’t stare at her chest. She nods, and I hold out my arm for her. My mother has her in very high heels, and the last time we’d spent some time together, she told me never used to wear them so she was having a hard time walking these days. Even now I coul
The night ended up not being that bad. Adam and my mom “snuck” off somewhere about halfway through our little party, and the rest of us started playing poker. The more drunk we got, the more comfortable we got, and we ended up playing strip poker.One of the guys, Alan, had scars all over his body, which I saw when he was forced to remove his shirt. I ended up talking to him for almost four hours, drinking and asking him questions. Guys like Alan were my preferred method of advice seeking; leaders who have been through it, who have worked hard and bled for their pack. Camilla had gotten sucked into a conversation about her family's pack with the other committee members. I had tuned in when I realized she was telling them about projects she had been working on when she was forced to leave, and I started to wonder again about why Camilla was here. It sounded like she had plenty going for her back home.But that night, as I listened to her talking with passion about the cars she had b
“Why would I be jealous?” Everly mumbles under her breath, moving away from my hand that lingers near her face. I shrug. “Maybe because you don’t like seeing me with another woman.” I test. Her face blushes, and she shakes her head furiously. “No? So what, if I pick Camilla to be my mate tomorrow, you’ll be okay with it?” This question seems to send Everly’s mind into overdrive. I can literally see her thinking about it, probably picturing it and everything that will come with it. Finally, she peeks up at me and mutters a quiet, “It would bother me.” She admits, and I feel my heart racing in happiness. “And why would it bother you?” I press, my eyes desperately searching over her face and body language.“Because.” She grumbles. “Because I have feelings for you, okay Sebastain?” She glares a little at me. “Despite the fact that you’re a slightly murderous child stealer, I can’t help it.” She looked a little defeated as she finally admitted how I knew she was already feeling for me.
I sat in a chair on one side of Sebastian on the day we would find out who would be helping him run his pack from now on. Despite the somewhat passionate moment Sebastain and I had yesterday, there was still a large part of me that wondered if it would be me or Camilla who was chosen. Sebastain might disagree, but I had a sneaking suspicion his feelings weren't the only factors going into this decision. Camilla was on the other side of him, talking to one of the committee members who had approached her and started going on about something they were previously discussing the other night. Sebastian had joined in, so I was just kind of awkwardly sitting here, waiting to get this thing over with. Serena hadn’t yet arrived yet, and so far it seems like she was the only reason we're waiting around.I fiddle with my hands a little in my lap. Camilla seemed quite close to all of the committee members, I had to say that much. They seemed to have inside jokes and banter that I wasn’t includ
“Killian!” I hiss as I approach him once the meeting has been called to an end. The committee members are all already talking in excited tones about what just happened, arguing over who they think will come out on top. I ignore Sebastain’s eyes on me as I grab Killian’s arm and drag him into a corner. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I ask him with panic in my voice. Killian’s eyes flick over me, and his nostrils flare a little. “I can smell it, you’ve been with him more and more.” He says, ignoring my question. “What are you talking about?” I growl, crossing my arms across my chest in embarrassment. He couldn’t actually smell something like that, could he?He clenches his jaw a couple times and looks away from me. “I’m not an idiot, Everly. And I’m also not just going to let that sociopathic creep take you away from me without a fight.” His gaze fixes back on me then, and it’s intense and a little angry looking. “Killian, come on. You said yourself not that long ago you
Failure. You lost. Pathetic. You don’t deserve to be Alpha. These words are the only ones that fill my head as someone carried my unconscious body like a sack of potatoes. I didn’t know who it was, if they were taking me to finish me off or help me, but I didn’t care. I can’t believe I lost. My mind can’t quite put everything that happened in order, not yet at least. I remember the beginning of the fight, flashes of Everly’s anxious face watching me get my ass kicked. I remember… getting knocked down. Lots of yelling. But I’m not sure why… I couldn’t pick out what they had been saying. Sounded like a woman, calling someone a monster. But who would be yelling that, and why? And I remember opening my eyes for a moment, and seeing Everly kneeling above me, blood on her chin, and her eyes so, so worried for me. Why was there blood on her chin? “...you gotta open your eyes buddy.” Whoever that is sounds familiar. Lucas? He was the only one who would call me something like “buddy.”
I hadn’t utilized my wolf much since she’d come back to me, a few small conversations here and there, but she didn’t seem all that chatty, to be honest. Though it wasn’t like she was before, either. I had even asked her once if she wanted to be let out so she could go for a run, but she said no, she was fine watching. Which I thought was a little weird, just because of what I’d heard about your wolf’s nature inside when I was a kid, was that it could always be begging to be let out. Wolves loved to run and play, hunt and kill. But my wolf always seemed like she preferred to remain inside, silently watching my life play out. It was a little odd, to be honest. I guess one might assume she’d be weak, from all that time spent locked up. But she wasn’t. She ripped through my skin, making Felix laugh like an evil maniac, and grin with excitement. He tears off his own shirt, and begins turning into his wolf. I hope my wolf knew what she was doing. I hope we dont both die today. I want
There were more than a few problems that quickly became evident to me from the second Adam told us to begin. First of all, I don’t know Felix, like at all. I’d never met him before all this, so I certainly didn’t know anything about his fighting style. I guess I had assumed based on his personality, he would dance around me for a while, taunting me and maybe revealing some evil plan he’d been cooking up. Starting out easy and building up to more serious attacks. I was dead wrong, because the first thing he did was charge me at a lightning fast speed, barely giving me time to put my arms up and try to block my face from the barrage of punches he was throwing at me. His fists pounded into my arms, and I could already imagine the dark bruises I would be covered in if I survived long enough to see tomorrow. I could hear the packs booing him, except for his of course, and throwing suggestions at me. Even they could tell I was in over my head here. I wanted to take their advice, but a l
After a while, Adam and an older woman come back over to me, both with those same, almost mourning expressions on their faces. They were looking at me like they were about to tell me I had cancer or something.“Everly… I don’t know how to say this..” Adam begins, but is cut off by the over eager Felix, who throws his arm over my shoulder and hangs off me like a rag doll. “Oh, do tell us Adam. Tell us how she’s going to have to fight me now, because of your tragic pack rules.” He taunts, an impish grin plastered on his face. I narrow my eyes at him, but when I look back at Adam, I can tell that’s exactly what I’m going to have to do. I’d already had an inkling, but I guess there was still some small part of me that hoped the fates might have mercy on me for once. I mean, it makes sense. Sebastian fights Killian, whoever wins that fight, fights Felix. Except, I just had to butt my big head in, and now I was the one who had won that match, so according to the rules, I was up next again
“Killian?! Wake up!” I’m hovering over Killian now, gently holding either side of his face. There’s blood all over, his nose is definitely broken, and his eyes are swollen shut. Serena still hasn’t shut up about what a monster I am in the background, even though Sebastain had already been dragged off by a couple of his pack members. I wish she would’ve gone with him, because she was only adding to the chaos. A couple committee members were holding her back by the arms as she yelled at me what a manipulative piece of shit I was, and that if her son died, I was the reason. Adam was one of the guys holding her, and I could tell by the look on his face, he had no idea what to do right now.“Please.” I lean down to Killian’s ear, kissing it softly. My heart races in my chest when I hear him groan, and his head rolls to the side a little. That was proof, he was alive, and that’s all I needed right now.“Luna, we must help him.” I look up to the voice talking to me, my eyes wide and franti
“Ladies and Gentlemen!” I blink a little, trying to pull myself out of the whirlwind of thoughts going on inside my mind right now as Serena starts speaking to the gathered packs. “Today, we are witnessing the challenge of two Alphas-”I hear a voice clearing, and look up to Felix, who is standing in between Killian and Sebastain. Serena sighs, and rolls her eyes. “Two Alphas and a… him.” She waves her hand dismissively at Felix, but he just grins that evil smile of his and waves at the crowd. “For the right to rule over all attending packs.” I notice she left out the real reason this challenge was even happening, to see who would have me as their Luna. She was one of the ones I’d heard him talking shit about me to, so I don’t know why she even cared. She already knew how he really felt, right? I look up then at Sebastian, who is already looking at me. His dark gaze stares into mine, and I swallow thickly. He’s mouthing something at me, something I can’t quite make out. I tilt my h
“You’ll be over here, so you can see.” I nod at the pack member who led me through the crowd of buzzing people, all gathered to watch the challenge ceremony that was set to start in thirty minutes. All the normal pack members were standing in a loose circle in the middle of Sebastain’s pack lands, while myself, Camilla, and the committee members sat at the front in chairs they’d placed for us. Camilla and I were the only ones actually sitting, side by side now. The rest of the committee members were standing off to the side a little, talking amongst themselves.“How was your night?” I ask her as we both watch the pack members interacting, all of them excited for the fast approaching fight. I could practically feel the energy buzzing in the air. I glance at her, and notice her chewing on her lip a little, instead of grinning ear to ear like I thought she would be.“What’s wrong? What happened?” I ask. I had been expecting her to immediately start gushing about hooking up with Lucas,
I walk back to Sebastain’s place, my arms crossed and my mind whirring with thoughts of what I had just done. I definitely should not have just hooked up with Killian. But it’s like I couldn’t help myself. Hearing Sebastain call me simple, laugh at me with his mom and dumb committee members like I was some immature little girl, it just made me so mad. I wanted to get back at him, and even though I didn’t plan on running to him and rubbing it in his face, I still felt a weird sense of satisfaction from what I’d just done. I walk in the front door, heading upstairs to my room, rather than heading back to the party still going on in the backyard. I hadn’t really been in the party mood before, and I definitely wasn't now. I sigh, and walk to my bed, collapsing onto it with a heavy sigh. These past couple days have been draining as hell. My body and my mind are tired of working overtime, and I can feel it really sinking in as I lay there in the quiet dark of my room.I wish everything
Nothing had ever felt as right as holding Everly in my arms at that moment. Feeling her hot breath on my neck as I grinded my length into her, her fingers clutching at my shoulders as she gasped and moaned my name. I hadn’t gotten to be with her like this in way too long, and while it hadn’t been the thing I missed the most about her, I can't lie and say I didn’t crave this a little. “Fuck I missed you.” I groan into her ear as I grab her tightly under the ass, her back hitting the tree I had her pinned against with every thrust inside of her. “You smell so good…” I mutter as I bury my face in her collarbone and kiss her warm, soft skin. My mind was blank, thinking only of how good it felt to be buried inside her again, her wetness leaking out onto me with every motion. I could feel her thighs clenching, the heat of her body radiating off her. Why did I ever give this up? Why did I ever think May was better than her? “Killian… I’m going to…” she gasps, her grip on me tightening eve