The twigs didn't stand a chance against the pounding of the paws along the forest path.
Fast and steady, the grey wolf raced along the trail, the strap of the bag in his mouth fraying little by little as he ran.Darting into the clearing, he stopped so quickly that he stumbled over himself, landing at the feet of a very pissed off blonde.She taps her foot, her arms folded across her chest, and her brows drawn into a scowl."You had a meeting at eleven," she growls, spinning on her heel and walking towards a large house.The wolf makes a fluid transition into a man, quickly jogging after her as he slips on a pair of shorts."Avery, no, stop, please don't ignore me," the man whines, finally catching up to her."I had to deal with that insipid bastard for twenty minutes, York. You've skipped two meetings with him this week. You're the alpha, not me," she snarls, shooting him a look that would kill any sane man."Ave," he whinges, "you could have been alpha!! If you want to, you still can!"His attempt to soothe the situation does not go down well, with Avery spinning around and wrapping her hand around his throat.York pries her fingers off with ease, rolling his eyes as he walks by her into his office."Did anybody else call, or was it just Zephyr?" He asks, glancing over his shoulder and he walked through the room to his attached office."Dad. Asking why we're both still single, then apologising to me for being inconsiderate. And Arabella from Blue Bramble called four times for you," Avery lists off, flinging herself into her chair behind her desk.York stares at her for a second, and then the information seems to process, as he rolls his eyes at her."Arabella. I thought I told you to get rid of her?" He sighs, putting a shirt on and putting his glasses onto his nose."I did. Then you screwed her again. It's your issue now, little man," she shrugs, sifting through the mountainous pile of pages in front of her.She ticks another thing off the long list to her right, glancing at York, who looks slightly stressed."Well, at least she's not pregnant," Avery shrugs, a sly smirk on her face."Avery, fuck off. Don't put thoughts like that into my head," York grumbles, running a hand through his sandy blond hair, opening his laptop reluctantly.The Wilcott siblings work in relative silence for the rest of the afternoon, with their computers beeping every few minutes."Avery," the man at the head of the table starts, and the blonde girl straightens a bit, turning her head to look at him, "how does it feel to be an Unfortunate?"She stills, feeling her heart clench a bit, as everyone around her turns to the man and starts growling at him.Avery is containing her anger, but her eyes are flashing black.Her wolf is trying to surface, and Avery is considering letting her unleash on this pathetic excuse for an Alpha.The visiting alpha tenses a bit, and Avery stares him down, her icy blue eyes boring into his pathetic soul."Well, it was sad for a while. But then I remembered, I can screw anybody I want and don't have to listen to any man," she smirks, and the man's face takes on an angry red colour."Richard, are you going to let her speak like this and act like that?" The man gasps and Avery's father looks up from his electronic tablet, merely raising a brow."Well, I don't have to be worried about grand pups any time soon, which really suits me down to the ground. And she's very talented. A mate would stifle that. She deserves to have fun, the same fun your sons have, Kyle," Richard states, patting his daughter on the shoulder and returning to whatever he was reading.York continues to stare at Kyle, and the man notices, looking contemptuous."Still unmated, York?" He sneers, and the blond sighs."Well, I am the youngest Alpha on the council. I guess I'll have to just keep my whores and my title," the young man shrugs, much to a red-headed lady's horror."Children! Language!" She chastises, before going back to her soup."Ruffians, all of them," Kyle mutters, to which all four present members of the alpha family of Rapid Rock say "hmm?"Avery and York made the perfect team - the dumb blond, surfer good looks made other Alphas doubt them, but always to their detriment. They were cold and harsh, and dominated board rooms.Their middle sister wasn't a team player, so she didn't count.After the disastrous dinner, the two retire back to their office, both irritated."Who are you taking tonight, oh demon queen?" York teases, looking at his sister and practically being able to see steam coming off of her tense form."Maybe your beta. Maybe your gamma. I haven't decided yet," she grumbles, rolling her eyes at him, as he scowls."Would you leave the gamma alone, he's so tired," he hisses, to which Avery raises a brow."He's the gamma for a reason, he plans and executes very well," she smirks, licking her lips, much to York's disgust."Jesus Christ, if you leave him alone, I'll stop going to Arabella," he mutters, and Avery smirks with a shrug."Suits me either way, find out where your Beta is," she laughs, typing up some notes onto her laptop from her pages."He's mated now, you know that," York grumbles with a deep scowl marring his smooth forehead."I need his help with a file, dumbass," Avery retorts irritably.York opens and closes his mouth is silence.They continue to work in silence for ten minutes, until Avery gets a mindlink."For fuck sake," she hisses, standing up so quickly that her chair falls over."Borders. Alpha Zephyr is here," she growls, and York leaps up, looking extremely bothered."I haven't seen him in two years, and I don't want to talk to him. Anyone else would get the memo, I've skipped twelve meetings," York mutters, as the two siblings storm down the halls of the mansion to go to the border.Avery has a permanent scowl on her face at the prospect of dealing with the 22 year old alpha, who's pack had the oddest rules she'd ever seen.Avery had refused to deal with him in person since he became Alpha. She couldn't stand his father, and the son even was worse. Pious and religious, two things she couldn't stand.The two were almost at the border when they saw their father, who was holding his tablet and had a scowl sitting firmly on his face."York, you better take responsibility for this, I'm not having the Death Mountain pack on my doorstep again," he mutters.Avery and her father shared similar views on why they didn't like the Death Mountain pack - mainly because of their policies.In fact, that pack was actually called Moonstone Mountain - but the father and daughter had nicknamed it Death Mountain, as the pack believed in human sacrifice to the Goddess.Nobody was happy when dealing with them.But Avery was probably the most unhappy.Alpha Zephyr was a pretty man, it had to be said. He was strapping, standing a head above most of the pack warriors. He had dark skin, the colour of chocolate, and the most mesmerising eyes that Avery had ever seen. But, as always, he had his signature arrogant smirk on his face. He had pissed her off again, before even opening his mouth. His eyes landed on Avery, and a smile descended onto his lips, as he walked closer to her with his arms open, going in for a hug. She punched him in the throat. "Goddess, and I thought you might be happy to see me!" He beams, "The video cameras don't do you justice, Miss Wilcott. You're even more stunning in person."Avery continues to stare at him, quirking a brow slightly, while York glances at his sister nervously. He really didn't need her starting a pack war, but it wouldn't come to that - Moonstone were a generally calm, peaceful pack.Well, they were since Zephyr had taken over from his father. "Hello, Alpha Zephyr," York grits out, as A
The next day is dull. Clouds hang over the pack, and everyone looks at the sky fearfully. Avery can't bring herself to get out of bed. It's like this every time it's cloudy.The day she turned twenty-three, there was a historic storm. That storm marked the occasion and realisation that Avery Wilcott was mateless. York and her parents checked in on her, but they all know - it's best to leave her alone when she's like this. The sadness sat in her chest, and she felt defeated. This is what the problem was with being Unfortunate. A mate bond helped to prevent negative overwhelming emotions. Without one, you were entirely left to your own devices. She sat up, bored of staring at the ceiling, that emptiness still there. It was always there, she supposed, but being surrounded by people helped. She scrambled through her bedside table drawers, searching for the medicines she was given for these moods. She dry swallows two tablets, wincing as they ease their way down.The day passes
Anger, a very familiar emotion, was coursing through her veins. She was seething. She knew people didn't like what she was, but to worry for children around her? She wasn't a rogue, she was deputy Alpha. Running along the border, her grey wolf darting in and out of trees, it's powerful paws pounding on the ground. Her wolf took over as soon as she left the orphanage, overpowering her human side. She was fine with it. Avery knew her wolf wasn't stupid, and she could fight better than most males. Nothing scared her, except maybe her mother, if she figured out Avery ripped another dress shifting. Her wolf comes to a sudden halt, her nose pressed to the forest floor as she starts sniffing.What the fuck are you doing?, Avery asks, and she gets growled at. Lovely. Even her wolf doesn't want to deal with her. There's somebody else here, her wolf snarls, inching forward slowly. Following the scent eagerly, her wolf pads silently and slowly along, squinting her eyes at something in the
"You're not as clever as you two think you are," Marie smirks, laughing a little as she observes her son hiding in the kitchen with her."What do you mean?" York hisses, shushing her as they peek out the kitchen door and watch Richard walk into one of the conference rooms with Avery and Roman, the former looking smug, and the latter still looking a bit lost."So where are your guards, oh all-mighty Alpha Lancaster?" Avery grins, throwing herself into one of the spinning chairs around the table.Richard clears his throat, sending a silent message to his daughter to behave, and she shuts her mouth and sits up properly. Her dad is rarely serious with her, so she knows to zip it and pay attention.She still doesn't appreciate that she's been left entirely in the dark about whatever is about to happen. Richard throws a set of clothes at Roman, and he catches them with an appreciative look on his face, walking into the bathroom to change, and emerging in under a minute, the dress pants and
The silence is deafening for a moment or two, and then Alpha Roman stands up, nodding his head."Alpha Wilcott, if you could get that paperwork done, I'll have it approved within the hour," he says quietly, putting his hand out for a hand shake.York shakes it firmly, nodding also."I'll get it done and sent over," he responds in a similarly soft and gentle tone, standing up from where he was sitting.Avery watches this exchange, standing up too."I can be on your territory tomorrow," she states stiffly, "thank you."Roman lets out a laugh, shaking his head."Don't be silly, Wilcott. I'll wait for you, my guards are almost here. I would have been with them, but I got out to stretch my legs, and then got attacked by someone," he teases gently, trying to get a smile out of her. She gives him a small smile, drinking the rest of her water before putting the glass into the sink."I'll need an hour maybe to pack, if that's okay," she says, and then shakes her head like a dog with water in
The journey is quiet and long, without much chatter in the vehicle.Avery gets restless after sleeping upright for seven hours, and her phone only amuses her for so long, until she turns to Roman."So, how much longer is it going to be until we arrive?" She finally blurts out, her voice breaking the silence, and giving the driver in the front a bit of a fright.Roman looks up from the files he has open in front of him, and observes her with a mild smile on his face."Your brother warned me you don't do well with long car journeys. It should only be another few hours, we're crossing through pack territories instead of the highways," he chuckles, pushing a pair of glasses back up his nose.I like those, Sonya chirps up in Avery's mind, giving her a bit of a fright too - so the little bitch had decided to come back. Avery liked the glasses too, but she wasn't going to tell him that - his ego seemed big enough."How long is a few hours? I need to go to the bathroom," Avery frowns, crossi
Roman eyes both women carefully.Avery looks slightly amused, keeping her gaze fixed on the woman, looking straight through Roman.Amelia is seething, snarls leaving her mouth.Roman sighs, shaking his head at them both."Mother, being an Unfortunate isn't a terrible thing," he reprimands, before turning to Avery, "you need to work on your temper."Avery knows she does, so she stays quiet, instead opting to take a seat, watching Amelia like one would watch a tiger."How dare you defend her!" Amelia gasps, before storming out of the room in a huff."I'm very sorry about her," Roman states, before walking back to his desk, "since my father died, she has been prone to mood swings."Avery nods in understanding, "I heard about his death. We couldn't attend due to a rogue attack. My father always speaks of yours highly."With all of this being said, the two sit in silence for a moment."So, what's your favourite colour?" Roman asks, pulling out a ring binder with various coloured pages scat
It was a minor miracle that she had a set of workout gear that matched.She had a lot of half sets with her, but none matched, bar the bubblegum pink set she had put on.Dousing herself in sunscreen, she eats some of the pretzels she got on their journey to here, rubbing her face to try wake herself up.Securing her bun with an extra hair tie, she laces her trainers on, and throws a sweatshirt over her sports bra - she isn't sure where these guys prefer to train, and if it's indoors, she'll probably be cold.Grabbing her phone, and securing it in the pocket of her leggings, she bounces out of her room, trying to figure out where the gym is.Sonya snarls at her, and Avery rolls her eyes, tapping into her sense of smell to find her way downstairs. She manages to catch Alpha Roman's scent, and decides to follow it - he was the one who brought her up through this maze, so he should lead her out of it.Following the trail intensely, she sticks to one side of the wall, noting the immense nu
In the years that follow, Avery and Roman's love story continues to unfold with its share of ups and downs, but their unwavering commitment to each other remains unchanged. They face new challenges as their children grow older and navigate their own paths in life.Hallie, now a teenager, inherits her parents' strong leadership qualities and shows a natural inclination towards diplomacy and problem-solving. She becomes actively involved in pack affairs, working alongside Avery and Roman to create a more inclusive and harmonious community. Hallie's compassion and sense of justice inspire those around her, earning her the respect and admiration of both pack members and neighboring packs.Parker, on the other hand, discovers a deep love for music and art. His creative spirit flourishes as he explores various forms of artistic expression, capturing the hearts of many with his talent. Avery and Roman wholeheartedly support his passion, enrolling him in music lessons and art classes to nurtu
As the years pass, the family's story weaves itself into the fabric of their community. They become known not just for their individual accomplishments but for their collective impact on the world around them.Milo's veterinary clinic grows into a sanctuary for animals in need, providing care and rehabilitation for injured and abandoned creatures. His dedication to their well-being inspires others to foster empathy and compassion for all living beings.Hallie's art transcends the boundaries of galleries, adorning public spaces with colorful murals that uplift and unite communities. Her work becomes a catalyst for conversations about social justice and environmental stewardship, reminding people of the interconnectedness of all living things.Parker's research and advocacy work on marine conservation gain global recognition. He becomes a leading voice in the fight against pollution and habitat destruction, working tirelessly to protect fragile ecosystems and raise awareness about the i
Roman stammers, caught off guard by Milo's question. "Well, uh... I suppose it could be," he mumbles, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.Avery's laughter fills the room, and she walks over to Roman, placing a gentle hand on his arm. "Milo, sweetheart, your dad and I have already made a commitment to each other. But finding this ring again just reminds us of the importance of our bond," she explains, giving Roman an affectionate smile.Milo rolls his eyes playfully. "I know you guys are already together, but still, proposing with a ring that got thrown into a lake? That's pretty cool," he says, grinning mischievously.Roman chuckles, relieved that Milo isn't disappointed by his response. "Well, I can't argue with that," he says, pulling Milo into a playful headlock. "You're a smart kid, you know that?"As they engage in their playful banter, Hallie tugs at Avery's hand, looking up at her with wide eyes. "Mommy, does that mean you and Daddy are gonna get married again?"Avery's hea
"Mom, what's this?" Milo asks, his hands flying through Avery's old wooden jewellery box.The nine-year-old is excitable and energetic, and Avery is half asleep still."What's what?" She asks, covering her yawn with her hand while she leans in the doorway.Roman can hear the two of them from the bed and inwardly groans.If Milo is awake, that means four-year-old Hallie and one-year-old Parker are going to follow soon."This circle," he says innocently, pulling a small metal ring out of the box."That's a ring, sweetheart," Avery explains, walking over to where he stands.She wraps an arm around him, pulling him to her and kissing his temple."You don't wear rings," Milo frowns, his nose scrunching up when Avery kisses his head."I found that when I stayed at dad's pack, literally years ago," Avery realises, gently prying the old ring out of Milo's hand and examining it.Some of the original chain is still attached, but it's mostly broken off, which she understands is almost definitely
"I can't do all of the work," Avery snaps, snatching the boiling pot off the stove and switching it off."Hallie, honey, hands away from the hot stuff," Avery strains to sound sweet, giving her daughter a small smile."Sorry, mommy," Hallie mumbles, the tiny child wandering back over to the kitchen table."I'm not asking you to do all of the work," Roman retorts, manoeuvring around their child to get over to Avery."I came home from a weekend-long Council meeting to the house looking like a junkyard. Which had been set on fire," she reminds him, her eyes flashing irritably as she mixes her homemade vegetable sauce."What did you expect to come home to? We have a three-year-old," he reminds her, equally annoyed and snappy.Hallie watches the two of them with wide eyes, swinging her legs from the high stool she managed to clamber onto."I am three months pregnant, working two full-time jobs, and raising our daughter basically by myself. I cannot do this," Avery snarls, slamming the pot
Her left hand rests on her bump as she brushes through her hair with her right, exhaustion apparent on her face as she fixes herself for her meetings.Putting the brush down onto the dressing table, she slowly hauls herself up from her stool, wincing as her back aches at the sudden movement.Roman can hear movement from where he is in the bathroom, and he quickly hurries out, his eyes widening as he spots his very pregnant mate moving around."Ave, I told you to call me!" He scolds, and she scowls at him, slapping his hand off her arm."I'm not an invalid, I'm just pregnant," she scoffs, waddling around the room to find a hat."Yes, very pregnant," he reminds her with a frown, grabbing a tan wool hat for her.It matches the only coat she wants to wear nowadays, so he figures that she can't be too upset at his pairing of the two.She stares at it for a moment, taking it off him gently and cramming it onto her head roughly, glancing at the time."I can drive you if you give me two minut
It feels like everyone Avery has ever known is staring up at her intently.She can feel sweat building up on the back of her neck, and she tugs gently at the silk scarf hanging around her neck as she glances up at Roman."You're probably wondering why we called this pack meeting," Roman begins, and looks down at Avery.He raises an eyebrow at her.Are you going to continue, or do I have to keep talking?, he asks urgently, and Avery has to hold back a smile.She likes knowing that he's just as nervous as she is, because he doesn't usually express much emotion, especially in front of either of their packs.Both packs together?Forget it.I might faint if I try to talk, she responds, and she isn't lying.Sonya has gone radio silent out of absolute fear, and Avery herself feels ridiculously light-headed.You can face down packs of rogues and vampires, but a speech makes you crap yourself? Really?, Avery grumbles to a slightly miffed Sonya.Those rogues aren't expecting me to make a speech
She lays the white plastic down on the counter, brushing the strand of hair that fell into her face away from her eyes."They're all positive," she murmurs, looking over her shoulder to a very pale Roman."I think I'm going to be sick," he whispers, sinking down against the cupboards."Don't lean against the wood, you'll get blood on it," she snaps, washing her hands in the kitchen sink.He absentmindedly reaches around to his back and begins unclipping his chest plate, staring at the pregnancy tests on the kitchen island.Avery slaps his hands away and unclips his armour for him, gritting her teeth."Stupid," she growls, and he looks up in alarm, raising his eyebrows in confusion."What did I do?" He asks, slowly hauling himself up from the ground."Not you, me," she sighs, shaking her head miserably."What are you talking about, you crazy girl?" He furrows his brows, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, pulling her towards him gently."I've constantly been shifting, and I just foug
"Yeah, I did, I'm not being responsible for getting them all back to their rooms later," she chuckles, glancing out the window."Do you know how many people are going home tonight?" Roman calls from the bathroom, turning the water back on."I think a few Alphas are, but I'm not sure," she responds, laying the makeup she's using for the dinner dance out on the dresser."Oh, I thought everyone would stay for the dinner," he shouts, and she nods to herself."Some of the Alphas are really annoyed that they didn't rank too well, I'd say they're running home with their tails tucked between their legs," she sighs, and she reaches into her suitcase to find her hair products.Do you want to join me in here?, Roman links her, and Avery raises her eyebrows, trying not to laugh.No thanks, I don't want to get my hair wet, she snorts, quickly replying to some of the emails while she waits for him to get out of the shower.As soon as he opens the bathroom door, she breezes by him, clutching towels