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RennaToday, I want to go see my grandma and spend some time with her before my birthday. I just have this feeling something is wrong. I had several nightmares, making me worried that things had taken a turn for the worse, so I wanted to check.Xavier had dropped me off at the hospital, and I ran straight through to her room. A few of the staff recognised me now. To my relief, she was sitting there drinking a cup of tea. “What’s the matter dear? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” she jokes as I walk into the room, catching my breath.“I … I was worried about you,” I reassure her as I walk through and she gives me a smile, patting the bed next to her. She puts the tea down as I approach, taking my hand and giving it a squeeze. “I hear you're going to be the Luna soon,” I smile, nodding my head.“Yes, the day after my birthday,” I add. I still feel nervous about it. Given how some pack members haven’t warmed up to me just yet. She gives me a wink, shaking her head. “You’ll be fine dear
RennaMy 18th birthday, a day I had eagerly anticipated. Mum and Dad were going to throw a huge celebration party. Ethan would be by my side and at the end of the night, once I had my wolf, I could already imagine the electric tingle of marking Ethan as mine. It was going to be perfect.Today, however, everything was different. The vibrant colours of the city were muted, as if it had cast a grey filter over the world. I was grateful for Xavier's thoughtfulness, as he had planned a few surprises, adding an element of mystery to our day. It just wouldn’t bring mum and dad back.He had invited a few people to join us: Cole, Elara, and Leo. I'm guessing he only invited Cole for someone to talk to, maybe hoping for a catch-up session during the pack meeting. I really hoped that wasn't the case, but you never know.For a change, I dressed comfortably in jeans and a crop top. My hair cascaded down my shoulders, lending a relaxed and effortless vibe. To make my blue eyes stand out, I gently a
Renna I navigate through the dimly lit bowling alley, the sound of balls rolling and crashing into pins filling the air in search of Cole. Other pack members filled the place, their laughter and the clinking of bowling balls creating a lively atmosphere. It turned out to be quite difficult to locate him. “Where are you, Cole?” I added under my breath as I continued searching. Eventually, I spot him in one of the dimly lit back corners of the bowling alley, engrossed in a phone conversation. Why has he gone to such extremes to hide who he is talking too? The memory of his subtle smile while he was texting the other day is etched in my mind. His face lights up with a smile as he speaks on the phone. Intrigued, I almost call him back, my hand hovering in the air, but ultimately, I decide against it. I'm not sure why, but there's something unsettling about the way he stands hunched over and speaks in a barely audible voice. But Cole has been so playful and carefree all night, has somet
XavierI drove us home, my foot heavy on the gas pedal, eager to get back before it got too late for Ren's sleep before her first shift. I couldn't wait to have her all to myself, just the two of us. It was her birthday, so I was determined to go above and beyond to make it unforgettable.However, it seemed she wasn’t in the mood to be told what to do! In fact, she deliberately threw a tantrum as I dragged her to the car, unwilling to leave her friends behind. With Cole's help, she quickly changed her mind and decided against causing any more trouble.Well, not screaming and shouting, she was sat next to me with her arms folded seething. I placed my hand on her knee, to which she just tugged it away. In an effort to keep my composure, I pressed my lips together, refusing to let it bother me. I just had to wait a few hours and then she would realise she is my mate.Although I doubt that will change her stubborn pig headedness at times, like now. “Ren, come on it’s your first shift and
RennaI didn’t understand Xavier but as I tossed and turned trying to sleep; I found my body crave his touch. It soothed the restless feeling that was growing inside of me. His skin felt like a bomb and before I knew it, I was desperately trying to sprawl my body against his.Sleep didn’t come easily either. It wasn’t because it was so early; I felt exhausted as soon as I close my eyes, I’d feel a chill and try to edge closer to the fire or I would feel sweat coat my skin and then chuck off the covers. It was horrible. All I wanted was sleep. My eyes felt heavy I just wanted to cry … I did a little. My emotions felt all over the place, and I felt bad for snapping at Xavier.“I’m sorry,” I mumbled into his chest as I shivered, desperately trying to press my body against his so I could absorb his body heat. He was so nice I didn’t understand it, he just held me close, kissing my shoulder or forehead whilst I groaned, feeling flashes of heat fill my body.“It’s just the fever,” he whispe
Renna The following night replays in my mind, each detail etched vividly in my memory. The realisation hit me like a ton of bricks - Xavier was my mate. As I pulled him closer to me, I could feel the warmth of his body against mine. The feel of his hands on my body he wouldn’t give in. I knew he wanted me I could feel it, it felt so good and I wanted him. The bond called for it. Every cell in my body wanted to merge with him. As much as I wanted to breathe. I ground my hips against him, feeling his shaft push between my folds. This is the most I had ever done with a boy, but it wasn’t enough. I needed more. I needed to feel him; I didn’t want to beg but I felt close to it. How is he holding back? He is an alpha. He must have wanted me all this time. Why is he changing his mind? Does he not want me for a mate? My teeth elongated, I wanted to mark him. Claim him and mine. I still didn’t trust Sage, but if we were mated and marked that would be it, our bond would be complete! That wa
RennaFinally, I slipped into the dress and felt the smooth fabric against my skin. It was the exact one mum and I had picked out, with its unique charm and sentimental value. It felt as if her presence lingered beside me. I felt confident and elegant in the sweetheart strapless fitted dress that perfectly accentuated my curves.The mermaid skirt, made of tulle, floated around me from the knee, creating an ethereal effect. Silver leaves, flowers, and patterns adorned the sheer fabric of the dress, creating an elegant design. Pearls and diamante adorned the piece, adding a touch of sparkle.With silver satin heels, I gained some extra height and a touch of glamour. I left my neck bare, exposing the freckles that dotted my collarbone. Ready for my mate mark to adorn the base of my neck.When I looked in the mirror, I couldn't believe the transformation I saw in the woman looking back at me. My reflection in the mirror revealed a striking resemblance to my mother. As I felt my eyes sting
Xavier Finally, the day had arrived - it was my mating ceremony, and excitement coursed through my veins. The time had come, and I couldn't believe I was finally standing beside my true mate, making this day even more memorable. I was finally going to mark her, solidifying my claim over her. I was adjusting my suit, the sharp scent of freshly dry-cleaned fabric filling the air, making sure I was ready for this. I understood the importance of these days to women, and I didn't want to disappoint my mate. “Look pretty sharp, Xavier,” Cole says as I turn to face him. Just like me, he's dressed in one of those monkey suits. I shoot him a side glare, and he responds with a chuckle, handing me a beer. As we clink glasses and take a seat, I absentmindedly run my hands through my hair. “So, the big day is finally here, a free man for only a matter of hours,” Cole teases as I smirk. No one knows we are fated mates yet. I can’t decide if I should tell him after it’s rare to have a second chanc
Renna We had been living in our cosy bubble of three for several weeks now. Me, Xavier, and Orion. The soft glow of the evening sun streamed through the curtains, casting warm hues across our living room. Xavier’s idea to name our son after my beloved dad filled my heart with joy. It had been just the three of us, cherishing every moment as a family. But tonight, I was eagerly bursting our bubble for a long-awaited date with my captivating alpha. I adorned myself in alluring lingerie, the delicate lace teasingly brushing against my skin. I yearned for our sexy time with my mate, I knew he was desperate for it too. However, our precious little Orion would inevitably interrupt our passionate rendezvous. His sweet cries would pierce the air, filling the room with an innocent melody of hunger and discomfort. The frustration began to well up inside me, like a simmering storm. Don’t get me wrong, I adore my baby Orion. He is the epitome of cuteness, the greatest blessing in my life. But e
Renna “Push, Luna,” the midwife urges, her voice firm yet gentle, as I growl in her face. The sterile hospital room is filled with the rhythmic beeping of machines and the faint scent of antiseptic. Childbirth, a relentless storm of agony, floods my senses, making me question why anyone willingly endures this. No wonder I was an only child. Xavier, my partner, hovers around me like an annoying fly, fussing over me incessantly. The pain, like a thousand fiery tendrils, wracks my body as I summon every ounce of strength to push our precious baby into the world. “Ren, you’re doing amazing!” Xavier’s voice resonates with pride and excitement as he gently wipes the sweat off my forehead. I have to remind myself of my love for this man, even as I glare at his infuriating face for being the reason behind my pregnancy. A low growl escapes my lips, but he remains undeterred, his eyes filled with adoration. I can hear the rhythmic beeping of the heart rate monitor, a constant reminder of the l
Xavier As I poured my heart out to her, the words flowed like a river. Was she merely manipulating me, using my vulnerabilities against me? The air felt heavy with tension as her words echoed in the room. “You rejected me, Xavier. I was destined to be the luna of this pack. he goddess ensured it and then you didn’t want me … I wasn’t good enough for you!” The scent of her anger hung in the air, mixing with the musky aroma of the room. Her words hit me like a wave, leaving me speechless and bewildered. “Sage, none of that is true,” I say, my voice filled with desperation, the words hanging in the air between us. I continue, my words tinged with sadness, “Yes, I rejected you, but it wasn’t my choice. The council forced me to do it.” I pause, hoping she will understand. Her head shakes, her eyes filled with disbelief, as if I am spinning a web of lies. “I was happy for you to be my mate,” I whisper, my voice breaking. I can feel the weight of the words, heavy on my chest. The room sud
Xavier Now that Ren had regained her memories, life was filled with an undeniable sense of contentment. The sun’s warm rays gently caressed our faces as we strolled hand in hand through the park, birds singing their melodious tunes. I shared the news of the pregnancy, and though initially taken aback, her eyes sparkled with joy, mirroring the vibrant colours of the blooming flowers around us. I couldn’t help but notice the tender way she delicately rubbed her belly, a radiant smile adorning her face, as if whispering sweet secrets to our growing little pup. It was in those moments, when she thought I wasn’t looking, that I felt an overwhelming sense of love and anticipation. The weight of past worries and anxieties had dissolved, allowing us to embrace the future together, free from the burdens that once weighed us down. There was just one final task lingering before us, a mere formality standing between us and pure bliss. As we savored the moment, the air was filled with tranquilit
Xavier Over the course of a few more weeks, I’ve noticed a significant change in Ren’s demeanour towards me. As I continue to work from home, our bond has grown stronger, and she now frequently sits beside me, her presence a comforting companion. However, the memory of our shared kiss lingers vividly in my mind, like a faint whisper of a distant melody. It’s been a while since that intimate moment, and while I sensed her enjoyment, a palpable restraint now holds her back. I attempt to read this email once again, but she becomes a constant distraction. Today, she deliberately dons an outfit that captures my attention. Her choice of tiny short shorts reveals the alluring curve of her silhouette with every step she takes. The sight of her crop top, barely concealing her ample cleavage with its deep V-neck, creates an irresistible temptation. I struggle to resist the overwhelming desire to approach her and give in to our carnal desires. I have been partially concealed behind the sturdy
Renna I had spent a week in my so-called home, surrounded by familiar yet unfamiliar faces. Xavier, my companion, had rarely shown up at his workplace, instead opting to take me to my former workplace. There, amidst the bustling sounds and smells, I encountered a girl named Elara, her laughter filling the air like a melodic symphony, and a guy called Leo, his presence commanding yet comforting. Now, Leo had risen to the rank of beta within the pack. But as I observed them, I couldn’t shake the nagging thought that they could be more than mere acquaintances. They could be my long-lost siblings, hidden in the depths of my forgotten memories. Xavier’s words echoed in my ears, leaving me with a sense of emptiness. He claimed that I was an orphan, with no remaining family except for him. Conflicting emotions surged within me, unsure of how to process this revelation. As I glanced at myself in the mirror, my gaze fixated on the sight of my mate mark, while occasionally stealing glances at
Xavier “I hope these words help jog your memory. But Ren, please know I would never hurt you.” The soft glow of the lamp envelops us as she nods, her eyes filled with trust. As I pass her the book, our fingers brush, sending a tingle down my spine. It kills me that this fleeting touch is the only physical connection we can share. “I... I know,” she smiles warmly at me, the corners of her lips lifting ever so slightly. In that moment, a glimmer of hope ignites within me, like a tiny flame flickering to life. With delicate hands, she takes the books from me, their weight transferring from my palms to hers. As she flips through the pages, the sound of paper rustling fills the room, a soft whisper that mingles with the hushed anticipation hanging in the air. Her eyes fixate on certain photos, her gaze lingering on them for what feels like an eternity. I watch intently, wondering if those images hold the power to jog her memory. “Xavier? Please, can you not hover,” she states, her voice
Xavier We patiently waited for Renna to settle in, giving her a few days to find her bearings. Though she couldn’t recall my identity, the doctor assured us that being in the comfort of our own home would aid in triggering her memory. The familiar sights, the soothing scents, and the comforting ambiance of home were believed to be the key to her recovery. I prayed that my efforts were sufficient, but her wariness lingered, tormenting me. The urge to embrace and kiss her consumed me, but I couldn’t bear to see fear in my mate’s eyes. The weight of her past amplified my struggle; everyone she recalls is gone, leaving me alone to reassure her. It’s a battle of my words against her fading memories, an agonizing challenge. The doctor’s words echoed in my mind, leaving me with a heavy heart. There was no time frame for this, no definitive end in sight. All I could do was hope that once we returned home, things would improve. But the thought of not being able to sleep beside her, to feel t
Renna I felt the warmth of his lips, a surge of sparks coursing through my veins. The sensation was exquisite, unlike anything I had ever experienced. It ignited a fire within me, spreading throughout my entire being, making every inch of my body feel hot and alive. The intense feeling travelled downwards, settling between my legs, creating a pulsating desire I had never known before. As I slowly opened my eyes, I heard a faint beeping sound, blending with the gentle sunlight that streamed through the partially closed blinds. The room seemed to come into focus, revealing an incredibly handsome man before me. His strong hands gently cupped my cheeks as he showered my face with kisses. My heart raced, confusion flooding my mind. Who was this man? Where was Ethan? Feeling a surge of panic, I instinctively pulled away from his touch. His eyes widened slightly, a flicker of hurt flashing across his face. “Who are you?” I rasp, my voice hoarse and strained. He slowly withdraws his hands