Days turned into weeks, and a growing sense of unease settled within me. The initial excitement of the contenders for Weston's heart had faded in the pack. Now people were making bets and hoping to make some wealth out of it. The truth is that no one really knew who was going to be picked. it was just a matter of crossing our fingers. among the three each of them had a fighting chance. serafina was an Alpha’s daughter, her father Alpha Mark had a pack territory alittle smaller than ours. Even with its size it was still significant. significant enough to get his daughter among the first three contenders.Jolene was a little younger than sarafina. probably about nineteen or twenty. She seemed nervous and I could tell that she didn't really want to be here. My best guess is that she had been forced to come and that she didn't even want to be picked. Her mother was the sister of the lunar of Blackwood Pack. Blackwood Pack was almost as big as ours. It was also known for its large markets
While I lay daydreaming on my bed, thinking about my kiss with Weston and what it might have meant I had a noise coming from downstairs. I worriedly got up from the bed and contemplated on whether or not to leave my bedroom. The positioning of our house was always further away from other houses in the pack. As I headed out, the voices only increased. I cursed, as my door made a creaking noise while opening it. I hated the noise the floor board made while I tiptoed. I headed down the stairs while trying to maintain little to no noise. As I approached the front door, voices reached my ears, drawing me closer. The hushed tones of my stepmother, mingled with the unfamiliar voice of another woman. My curiosity piqued, I hesitated, my hand hovering over the doorknob. Should I eavesdrop on their conversation? A voice inside me urged me to walk away, to respect their privacy. But the urgency in my step mother's voice tugged at my curiosity, and against my better judgment, I succumbed to temp
When morning came and I had barely gotten enough sleep, the only thing I wanted was to get last night’s incident out of my mind. Weston, was just the way to go about it. We had made plans to meet and go for a run, just like we used to do in the old days. It had become our little tradition, a way to escape our daily routine and seek some little freedom in our wolf form.As I made my way to the garden where we had agreed to meet, I could not help but feel nervous. I had missed him so much and now I was going to see him. Thinking about him made me trace my fingers over my lips remembering just how sweet and savory his kiss was. I had missed him so much and I hoped that this run would ease the tension on our shoulders and bring us back to how we were before. while you had kissed and made out who are still best friends and I wanted to remain so. I wanted to still be comfortable with him. I wanted him to see me as his best friend just as much as I saw him. The walk to the garden did not
The pack house was bustling with activity, preparation for the new ceremony had turned out to be more than everyone expected. “Mistress Mary.’’ I said with shock, as I bowed my head with respect. “Alondra, i need your help.’’ Mistress Mary said, staring down at the book in her hands. “Ofcouse, how can i help?’’ I said, hoping that my tone displayed excitement. I wanted to remain enthusiastic but the truth is that I was tired. I had finished a big quantity of my work but the rest that remained were the most tedious and big. They will take up a lot of my energy and time. a lot of the work that mistress Mary had allocated to me and seemed easy at the start but I soon began to realize why she had not given it to the other servants. while she trusted me the most but often made me feel unfortunate that I worked more than all the others yet was paid a little less than them.“It appears that I didn't account for some chores while I was allocating them to the other servants.’’ she said hold
The garden has always been the only place I felt safe. At peace. Yet right now, it made me feel empty and misplaced. It made me feel like I did not belong in the pack. I hoped for a temporary escape from the weight of my emotions. I was lost in my thoughts, thinking through all that had happened and just how unlucky I was. It wasn’t going to take long till my stepmother called for me. Once news about my quitting reached her, she'd even be storming fire to get to me. There was no telling what she would do, but my mind was already made up.In my mind I knew that my stepmother would be angry. She had gotten me this job alongside making sure that I was also working the portions of my step sisters. The money that I turned in always went to expenses in the house and shopping. It is what we used to get by.I still remember the day when she came into our house. I still remember how much I visited my father wondering how you could have moved on so quickly after my mother's death. I was just
FLASHBACKThere she was, standing between her two daughters with a smile on her face. She stretched out her hand and took it in mine before kissing the back of my hand.‘ it is very nice to meet you sweet pea, I have heard so much about you.’’ her daughters were just my age. I could tell. and in my mind there was a short image of how fun it would be to play with them. I've never had siblings while my mother was alive. and it has always been a dream of mine to have and play with siblings. When I smiled back at my new mother, I could feel father's eyes on us. He seemed so genuinely happy. He had been nervous about this earlier and it had been bugging him the whole day. Even though I was only seven I had learnt to take in a lot of information by just observation. I had taught myself to understand and see things for what they truly are. to not fill my mind with illusions. It was part of the main factors of how well I was able to cope with my mother's death. by understanding that she was
"Alondra! There you are," Trish’s voice filled the empty space, startling me. "I've been looking for you everywhere."I forced a smile, hoping that she would not notice my discomfort "Patricia, how can I help you?" I trained my voice to remain professional. deep inside I hoped that this would be over soon. I didn't really want to talk to anyone, especially not Patricia. Every time I looked at her it reminded me of her brother. her brother whom I loved deeply. when I was madly in love with her. her brother who had recently kissed me before that hot make out right in this garden. She was the last person I wanted to see.She studied my face intently, her eyes filled with concern. It was a character trait that the Pierce family seemed to possess. Whenever they were trying to figure something out they were eyes with little stuff and noticed it with Weston, and with his dad and with also his mum."Something seems off with you, Alondra," she said gently, her voice laced with empathy. "Is eve
FLASHBACK“Come on sweetie,’’ mommy said as she held my hand and pulled me towards her. "You have to go play with the other kids outside. mummy needs to get some work done’’ “ But I can sit here with you Mummy. I can tell you stories from school and just accompany you so you don't feel lonely.’’ I argued stubbornly as I held onto her and was still reluctant to leave.‘ I don't think you want to stay with Mummy just for the company won't stop you don't want to play with other kids do you?’’ she said, reading into it. I shook my head to avoid her eyes.‘Come on don't lie to Mummy.’’“ I'm Sorry Mummy. but the other kids are always mean.’’ “ they call you names?’’ mummy asked with a stern expression. I could see the angle bowling behind her eyes.“Not me Mummy. they keep on calling Gloria bad names.’’ I answered. “ I don't like it. it is wrong Mummy. we should all be kind. What happened was not a glorious fault and we are her friends. you said that friends should always be there for on
He stared at me before pulling his hands away from mine. my heartbeat rapidly as I watched his actions. He got up from the bed before he began pacing around the room. He was quiet and I didn't dare speak up. whatever was going on in his mind or something only he could deal with. All I wanted was to be told what he felt. I knew that this was unexpected but I hope that it will be considered good news. “I am three months pregnant.’’ I spoke again this time specifying it. he turned to look back at me. there were tears in his eyes. I got up from bed before bringing my hands over his beautiful face. caressing his cheeks. wiping the tears on his face. He slid down from my hands and slowly dropped to his knees. I stared at him with confusion. He brought his hands over my stomach and then lay his head on it. and he listened. It was the strangest thing I had ever felt. having his hands wrapped around my waist and his head on my tummy was weird. not the kind of bad weird but the welcoming wei
“Whenever I come to the Pack house I always know I'm coming here to clean or prepare some food for the rest of you before you wake up. It feels so weird now.’’ I said to Aria, as we walked the Halls of the packhouse together. The truth is that it did feel weird. Whenever I'm here I am a servant. I'm either cleaning the rooms or preparing food. I was either on kitchen duty or storage Duty. But to walk these holes as the Queen wasn't a difference I expected. I felt overwhelmed. I felt like this always had been changed. Like the colors kept sucking me in.“ What if I cannot do this? What if I cannot be the Queen that they expect me to be? I'm not like all of you. I haven't lived my entire life being trained on how to lead and how to be a royal. I understand nothing about the etiquettes of dealing with other royals on how to be in your circles.’’ Aria rubbed my shoulders as she spoke. “ We all learn. and we all have a starting point. For us our starting point has always been bad. and for
“Did she accept?’’ Weston asked, his arms around my waist as he kissed me deeply. my lips were planted on his as my arms were around his shoulders. I loved him. for the first time in a long time I could say that without feeling guilty. without feeling like it was a grave mistake and that I wasn't allowed to. For the first time in a long time I had the freedom to love who I love. without judgment. Without the fear of Execution.“ I love you.’’ saying it out loud felt more filling than anything I've ever felt. It felt like I had always been chained and those shackles were just broken. It felt like I had been drowning and someone had just pulled me out of the water. it felt like I had been sinking in quicksand and my head and finally made it up at the surface for a breath of fresh air. I was free. I was happy. The love of my life was my mate. And finally all the love that I had for him was not misplaced. it was rightfully their. he was my mate. Our mate bond had been so strong that even
“Patricia is a lot of things. and over the past few weeks I was confused as to why she treated me the way she did. but I believed that it had to be the pregnancy. maybe the hormones or something. but this? this betrayal against her own family and the Pack itself is unbelievable.’’ I said as I sat beside Aria, rubbing my hand on her shoulder. “ I know. when I heard about it I couldn't believe it.’’ “ I still can't believe it.’’ I answered with a chuckle. “ I mean it feels so unreal. everything around me doesn't feel like it's real. everything is crumbling so fast and there are so many secrets are spilling out.’’ I pose for a moment. my mates words ring inside my head causing my emotions to feel like a storm inside me. I feel stupid. I feel foolish. I keep on wondering why I have not figured it out. why I have not seen it from the start. how is it that my step mother had been a witch all this time and I couldn't even know it. what would cause a person to hit another so much that the
“Everything is going to be alright.’’ I whispered as I held him in my arms. I could tell that he was distraught. He was not okay and I was only trying my best to comfort him. my heart broke for him. While the Queen had been a horrible person towards me, she was still a person. And she did her job diligently. She was a wonderful Queen. She has raised and trained my mate to be a great Alpha.“ She was found dead in her chambers. Poisoned.’’“ Patricia killed your mother?’’ the words flew out of my mouth before I had the chance to stop them. and I was afraid of the impact that they would have on my mate. He lay his head on my lap as he cried. and I couldn't help but want to comfort him. but I didn't know how. All I could do was play with his hair and tell him that everything is going to be alright. this was the first time that I had seen him vulnerable. it was also the first time that he had let himself cry in my presence. I sympathize with him. what had happened to him is traumatizing.
“What do you mean?’’ My voice felt heavy and drowning, I felt dizzy. “Alondra, listen to me. my sister was working with…’’“ That's impossible. She's your sister for crying out loud. I would understand when you didn't believe me but how can you not believe your own sister?’’“ She confessed.’’ Those words were heavy and damning. like a testament I couldn't quite stand. working with Adrian? That's impossible. all of this had happened because of me. there is no way that she was working with him.“ Listen to me, Adrian is good at manipulating. He's good at twisting things. heat against those who seem weak and he exploits them. you did the same with me so I believe that your sister's confession means nothing. Adrian must be manipulating her in some way or forcing her to confess. have you look into the Marshall questionmark he must be blackmailing her anyway. investigate and check if…’’“ It's true.’’ he interrupted as he placed a hand on my shoulder. When I looked into his eyes I could s
“I made a mistake.’’ he let out, his eyes were cast down at my feet. I didn't know how to feel about this. He was the Alpha and he was my mentor. but he was admitted to me? That isn't right. no matter what he had done.‘ get up.’’ I let out a low tone. He had so much effect on me. I couldn't stand to watch him suffer. ‘ please get up.’’‘ not until you forgive me.” he let out as he brought his hands over his face and wiped away a tear. all my life I have never seen him cry. yet he was crying right now and he was crying because of me. What am I to do with myself? Am I ready to forgive him? what he had done greatly hurt me.“ You used me.”“ I never intended it to look that way. I have loved you every second of my life Alondra. From the moment I met you, I Loved You. and I have struggled to keep these feelings to myself all while being best friends. but when I found out that you and I were made I didn't take it very well. I was confused. the very thing I had been wishing for all my life
“What are you talking about?’’ Aria asked, confusion etched on her disgruntled expression. “I thought that you wanted nothing to do with me because Patricia hated me now. she accused me of wanting to sleep with her mate and ever since she visited me at the dungeon she believes that I put her brother's life in danger.’’ I feeling judgment in the air.“ You did nothing wrong, Alondra. you are only a victim.’’“ But you don't understand. The man leading the battle, his name is Adrian. I believe I'm the one who let him into the pack.’’ I could feel the weight of my words as I spoke them yet that did not deter me. She had to know the truth. “ I was stupid and I didn't know better. In my mind I was only helping a person in need. I brought him into our house and I nursed him back to health. but he ran away before I got a second chance. Only left me with a warning that the alphas' life was in danger and nothing more. I didn't know what to do. I was confused about Industries. I was being stup
Six months. He had known about it for 6 months yet he hadn't bothered to tell me. what was I to do with that information other than feel heartbroken? I would go to the moon and back just to protect my relationship with Weston. I would risk my very life just to make sure he was okay. Yet the courtesy of telling me the truth is what he lacked? I slammed my back against the wall as I slumped down and sat on the cold floor. I brought my knees towards my chest as I buried my hands in my face and began to cry. I couldn't stop myself. I felt broken and alone. the only person that I believed I could trust in the entire world had betrayed me. He didn't care about how I felt over those six months. Over everything that we do in the garden. over the love that we have shared and the trust that we rebuilt between each other. all of that just for him to Harbor such a big secret all along?The battle in the pack had lasted more than three days now. from time to time Weston would come into the room