Wyatt messaged me as he was reading through the contract. I replied. Beside me Samantha started to giggle. “Sorry, I don’t mean to make you more nervous....” “Oh no! It's not that!” I nearly studder out. “It's just that... this is a lot.” I admitted. “But we would be very happy to work with you.” “So, we have a deal?” Samantha smiled and reached out her hand. “Deal.” I nodded, grasping her hand and shaking it. “That’s my sister in law for you, doesn’t waste a second to close a deal.” I looked up as an unknown man walked up to our table. He had dirty blonde hair cut very short on his head. Behind him was a smiling brown haired woman. “Well, you know me. Straight to the point.” Samantha chuckled. “Alpha Abigail, may I introduce my brother in law, Benjamin and Jake’s older brother, Alpha Christopher Sheilds and his Luna, Laura Sheilds from the Black Hill pack. Chris, this
“What do you mean, he won’t leave you alone?” “Just that, he is trying to take his rejection back. But I know it's because he just wants the title.” I sighed. “And what makes it worse is that I can’t command him to leave…” “Did you accept it?” Samantha asked. “The rejection?” I nodded. “Yes, as soon as I woke up. I felt him disconnect from me… then I felt a massive wave of power… like something was holding me back.” “Hmmm….” Samantha mused. I noticed her look at Violet, they must be sending a mind link about me. I bet they are rethinking their treaty with me now. “I’m sorry. I should have told you up front what a disaster I am. If you want to cancel our agreement I understand.” But Samantha smiled and shook her head. “No, I’m not going back on my word. But I must admit, I have never heard of an alpha either rejecting their true mate or being rejected who felt stronger afterwards. Normally it should leave you feeling drained….” “You think the Goddess has already chosen her se
*Abby* We are all standing outside, the alpha here was instructed to clear out the training area for the fight. It’s been half an hour since the council’s ambassador sent each of the fighting teams to the pack house to get ready. My heart was racing as I looked around. Many of the wolves were taking bets, and a couple were laughing. Wait, what was that? They were wondering if Samantha would give another ‘lesson?’ What are they talking about? “You’re in for a treat.” Christopher laughed as he walked over to where Wyatt and I stood near the front of the crowd. “I don’t know what I’m more excited about... Samantha fighting or what she is asking for....” “I bet she is going to ask for his pack.” Ron mused as he and Orla followed over. “Want to take a bet on that?” Luna Luara laughed as Orla smiled to herself. “Sitter duty for a week?” “Okay! And when I win...” Ron stopped and thought to himself. “I can finally start those treatments you are getting from Samantha!” Chris laughed.
A command in wolf form?! That is impossible unless the alpha is commanding someone from their pack! What is going on?! I want to think that the answer is just that I am terrified of the overwhelming aura and power that is radiating from who many call the ‘Demon,’ but for some reason that I cannot explain I can’t believe that. I have been on the receiving end of many commands in my rebellious teenage years, and this feels exactly like that! I glance at Wyatt whose face is pale and his eyes wide as he stares straight ahead. A growl and a bark from Samantha bring me back to the fight, now Fredrick is face down on the ground, trembling and struggling to get back up. He was still trying to fight back??? The overpowering aura that was radiating from the field was staggering and he seemed oblivious! Was he trying to get himself killed?! Samantha bared her fangs again and the silver from her teeth reflected from the moon. If Fredrick were to get bitten by those teeth.... “Fredrick, comp
*Abby* I sighed as I looked at the ceiling of my hotel room, the events of tonight still reeling in my head. After the punishments were carried out many of the other packs left the pack grounds to return home. We had planned to return to our own pack as well tonight, but Samantha asked me to stay back and meet with her for a little longer. Sighing, I looked at the clock. The sun would rise soon, but I still couldn’t sleep. The conversations we had kept replaying in my mind, but I was grateful for new friends and allies. With a huff, I turned over and closed my eyes, falling into a deep sleep. ~~~ Ah, the clearing again. Overhead the moon was full and bright. Brighter than I ever noticed before. I stood and stared at the giant orb in the sky for what seemed like hours. “Ki-Kitten? Are you there?” I gasped as the all too familiar voice rang out. It sounded pained, was he hurt? “Yeah, where?” I looked around frantically, where was he? I hurried over to the old log and gasped as
*Abby*The next week was wearing me down. The piles of paperwork in front of me just seemed to climb higher and higher. I haven’t had any more weird dreams lately and as strange as it may sound, I am disappointed. Even if all of those interactions with a strange man who called me ‘Kitten’ were just figments of my imagination, my subconscious, they still made me feel better.To have someone care for me like a mate should... it was something I desperately wanted and craved. But it just seemed like it wasn’t in the cards for me. Sure, I know that second chance mates are real, and Samantha told me to trust the Goddess but I don’t know what to do.I’m lonely.“What do you think, Shadow?” I asked the cat who mewed back at me. “Should I wait and trust?” Suddenly, Shadow jumped on my desk, causing the papers in front of me to go flying! “Shadow! What has gotten into you?” I scolded as Shadow jumped down. All of the documents were scattered on the floor, and only one single envelope remained o
*Abby*Ugh, I need a glass of wine, I think to myself as I open the door to my suite. Wyatt didn’t leave me alone at all since I told him that I had thought about looking into an arranged mating. I think there was something else he wanted to say to me but had no idea how to continue the conversation.It's all for the best I guess, I still have no idea what I want to do. As I pour my glass to the brim, I walk to the bay windows and look out to the stars. I wonder how logical it would be to knock these out and make them into doors... a balcony here would be nice, I think. Before walking away, I open the windows, letting the calm night air begin to fill the room.Shadow jumps on the bed and mews at me as I turn off all the lights and slip under the covers, hoping that tomorrow is a little easier than today.~~~What was that?! My head pops off the pillow and I look around sleepily. I thought I heard a sound... I try to use my nose, but it is stuffed and useless. I’m a little more alert a
*Mike* We were summoned early that morning, we were ordered to scrub the entire packhouse from top to bottom, I wasn’t sure why we were cleaning the top rooms... only a few packs were going to stay after the ceremony. As we were cleaning the dining room... again... I happened to notice the Young Gamma watching us carefully. He had turned 18 a few weeks ago and ever since has been keeping close tabs on us. The kitchen had already started to prepare the giant feast, and my mouth watered as I imagined the meal. If we were lucky there would be some table scraps left over from the dinner. Let’s see... Emily would be on dinner duty... I glanced over at her as she was scrubbing the floor on her hands and knees. A loud growl made me flinch and duck. “SUB!!! STOP DAYDREAMING AND GET TO WORK!!!” The young gamma roared at me. “Y-yes... young gamma. I’m sorry.” I squeaked out and returned to my task, my eyes on the floor. I wondered how Percy was doing, I couldn’t sneak out to the clearing
*Mike* The bottom floor was chaos. Abby was in front of me as we went downstairs, people were rushing around and panicking. Glancing around there were huge gash marks on the walls, and dark red splashes of dried blood streaked the once white walls. The smell of blood was overwhelming, and an unmistakable smell of pepper was mixed in. Some of the doors on this floor were also marked with a giant bloody X. My heart pounded as I soon realized these were all the rooms of my friends! Where are they?! Are they okay?! In front of me Abby started to growl, I could feel her anger seeping through our bond, and an overwhelming protective urge began to radiate from her. “Oh, my goddess!!! MIKE!!!” I heard a sob from the side and felt a hug almost immediately. “Thank the goddess you are okay!!!” Emily cried as her and Stacey surrounded me. “We’ve been looking everywhere for you!” “Why was your link blocked? Are you hurt?!” Stacey began to look over me. “I’m fine.” I reassured them. “What
“Kitten?” I asked as I opened the door to the darkened room. “Where are you?” I closed the door quietly behind me and locked it before placing the key on a small table next to the couch. Immediately the intense smell of Abby filled my nostrils, making me slightly dizzy. Looking around, my eyesight eventually focused to the darkness. The room I was in was obviously a living room, with a large TV on one side of the wall with a couch and oversized recliner chairs facing it. Stepping over the strewn cat toys I started to walk in deeper. “Where are you?” I asked again, passing a small kitchenette... there was an empty wine glass sitting on the counter by the sink. Going further I reach a large bedroom. I freeze. This place... I’ve been here before... Slowly my head turns to the side looking for the giant windows I remember from my dream. Yes! There they are! What is going on?! Am I going insane??? “The two dollar tour...” I muttered to myself as I recalled the dream I had. The dre
*Abby* (Years earlier) “Wyatt??? Where are you???” I cried, looking around the darkening yard. The wind was starting to pick up, and my little 9 year old nose wasn’t strong enough yet to find anyone. “Wyatt?!” I cried again. “Come on! This isn’t funny!” I yelled as I ran towards the back of the packhouse where the storage room was. I thought I heard something behind me but as I spun around there was nothing. “Wyatt!!! Alright! You win! Game over, just come out!” My eyes started to fill with tears as the rain started to hit the back of my neck and the sky got even darker. A crash from the storage room startled me. “Hey, that’s not fair!” I cried as I pulled open the door. “We’re not supposed to play in here...” I sighed as I looked around the empty room. “Where...” I gasped as I felt two strong hands push me forward, as I landed hard on the floor, I heard laughter as the door closed behind me. “Hey!” I yelled as I jumped up and went to open the door, only to find it locked. My hea
Overhead, the clouds had started to roll in. The summer weather was starting to change from calm and warm, to windy and unforgiving. As a looming threat started to form everyone underneath the sky almost seemed... oblivious. Too wrapped up in their own struggles to see or predict what would happen in a few short hours. *Wyatt* Finally! The last of the payroll transfers are done! Before I go to start on the accounts payable for the weekly food budget a knock on the door snaps my concentration. “Come in.” I said curtly. The door opens slowly, and Mason comes inside. “Hi. Wyatt... I...” “Beta.” I corrected him. “And what do you want, Mason?” He came in, looking around at once was supposed to be his office, passed down from his dad, and his dad’s dad. But now it wasn’t. It was mine. “I... need help.” He admitted, his head down. “I... know I messed up. I had the world and threw it away.” I remained silent, letting him admit his sins. “But. I want her back. I NEED her back. I d
“There’s nothing going on!” I said a little too forcefully as I grabbed the plate. Mariah just looked at me with an amused expression. “I mean it!” “Uh huh. Like I said, there’s nothing wrong with it. Whatever ‘it’ is. I just don’t want to see you get hurt, Abby.” She sighed. “I mean, like I said he hasn’t talked about his past, and he is probably over 18. What if he finds his mate? What if there are some skeletons hidden deep in his closet? I just want you to be careful.” I sighed. “I know. Just... there is nothing there... really.” “But you want there to be?” “I didn’t say that!” I said as I nearly ran from the kitchen, my face burning. As I hurried out, I could faintly hear Mariah chuckling behind me. Damn it! But... is it true that both her and Brian can tell there is something between me and Mike? If that is true, then who else??? Secrecy is so important now, even though it kills me nearly every night it is to protect Michael... As I got closer to my office I breathed
“Luna...” I started before immediately looking down at the floor. “Ni-nice to meet you, Luna.” “You as well, Michael.” I heard her say. “But you don’t have to study the floor so intently.” Slowly I tried to look up, but it was hard. Her aura was strong, stronger than the Elder. But that was to be expected, she was the Luna, a higher position than the Elder. “Mom, you’re back early. I thought you were still helping Grandpa....” Abby started. “Not to worry, Dear, we got that problem all straightened out quicker than we expected.” She said in a cheery voice as I felt her enter the room, closing the door behind her. “I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything...important?” She giggled. “Uh! Mom!” Abby said flustered and I finally diverted my gaze from the floor to her. Her face was flushed a deep red. I heard the Luna sit in the chair across from us and I looked towards the open window behind us. It's not like I was trying to purposely avoid her gaze, but it was like an invisible f
*Mike* *One month later* “Hey Mike, can you grab those packs of bacon and get them started?” Mariah asked me as she started to toast some bread. Inside the kitchen, many of us were working on the lunch shift, fixing BLT’s and hand cut fries. “Sure, are we frying it again or oven baking?” I asked as I checked the time on my watch. “Baking, we can get more done in less time.” She answered. “Plus, we need the fryers for the potatoes.” We worked in a comfortable silence, completing our work quickly and efficiently while the members of the pack started to collect their food. “Perfect!” One of the other kitchen workers said as the last of the hungry pack members collected their food and we started to eat ourselves. “Since Mike and the others showed up it seems we get through the service faster and faster!” “Well of course.” Mariah smiled. “BLTs were his idea. Simple, quick, and easy to mass produce! Out of all the services lunch should be the easiest. And I hate to admit it, but
*Mike* I was laying on my bed lost in my thoughts of Abby when a knock came to the door. Percy mewed and jumped down from the bed and ran to the door. Another slight tap resounded, and I answered. “Come in.” The door slowly opened, and Mariah’s head peeped through. “Hi! I was told to come and get you!” Sitting up quickly I glanced at the clock on the wall. I was late! I must have fallen asleep! “Goddess, I am so sorry!” I quickly grabbed the shoes that were left for me and pulled them on. “I don’t know what happened, please forgive me!” “No worries.” Mariah said calmly. “It happens.” She was short, standing about 5 foot tall, and her shoulder length hair was dyed a deep red and pulled back to the nape of her neck. Beside her was a taller man, about 5 foot 9 but he was bulky, his shoulders were broad, and his arms were crossed. His hair was cut in a buzz, giving him a more intimidating demeanor. “This is Brian, by the way. He is coming with us for extra protection.” “Nic
*Mike* Finally, Trevor released my hand. “But I’m holding you up, go and get your food, we will save a seat for you.” He smiled, but his eyes darted to behind me, where Mason and Jay were standing. His smile dropped slightly. “Did you two forget training this morning? Gamma Scott was upset.” Jay scoffed. “Whatever, I’ll do double tomorrow.” “Double? If you have that energy, you can do triple.” I turned to look at Angie who was standing behind them with her arms crossed. “And report to Tracker Training tonight as well.” “What??? You can’t do that!!!” He growled, his face turning red. “Yes, she can. And she did.” Stuart glared back at him. “Or, if you prefer, we can take it to Alpha. Again.” Mason’s eyes lit up for a split second before it was gone. “Um, I don’t think Abby needs to be...” “Alpha Abigail.” Stuart corrected. “That is her name. Remember it.” Jay rolled his eyes again before huffing. “Whatever.” He growled before walking around them, still glaring. “I mean, y