I sat across from Annel at a small coffee shop, sipping on my latte as she excitedly drew my attention to herself, inciting me about the recent movements she's been making in gaining new allies and resources for the pack. "So, I met with the witches last night as planned, and they agreed to help us. They have access to all sorts of magical artifacts and potions that could be useful in our fight against the hunters," Annel said, a glint of excitement in her eyes. "That's amazing, Annel! How did you manage to convince them to help us? Thought it was going to be quite difficult for you to handle it all on your own." I asked, genuinely curious. Annel grinned, "Well, I may have had to use a little bit of my charm and persuasion, but it was all worth it. "Your charm..? You've got charms, Annel?" My eyes popped at her words. She laughed, softly. "That's not what I meant, Dresh. Just a little convincing with lots of my antics; you know me too well already, right..?" She paused, gazing a
I slowly opened my eyes and tried to focus on my surroundings. The last thing I remembered was the intense pain and the fear of losing my baby. But now, I was in a completely different place, in a large and luxurious room with the comforting scent of fresh lavender. I looked carefully and noticed it was the bedroom of the Lycan King. Alpha Liams. My mate. As I tried to sit up, I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen, and I winced in discomfort. Suddenly, Alpha Liams was by my side, his worried face filled with concern. "Dresh, my love, please take it easy," he said softly. "You passed out after giving birth to our son, and the healer has been taking care of you." "Our son?" I repeated in disbelief, my heart beating fast with excitement. "Can I see him? Please, I need to see my baby." Alpha Liams smiled and reached over to the side table, where he had placed our newborn son in a small cot. He lifted our baby and gently placed him in my arms. I looked down at his perfect little face,
As I sat before the crowd, staring around the open field of the pack headquarters, I saw the pack members gathered in clusters, their expressions ranging from curious to apprehensive. I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The upcoming battle with the hunters was weighing heavily on my mind, and even the promise of the witches to cloak our scents couldn't shake off the feeling of impending danger from me. The air was thick with anticipation as everyone was on edge, waiting for the arrival of the witches. We all knew that their assistance was crucial to our survival, and the anticipation was almost too much to bear. Alpha Liams stood before the pack members, his commanding presence silencing the murmurs and whispers that had been going on among the crowd. He spoke with a firm voice, reassuring us that we were ready for the battle, and that the witches' help would give us an advantage. My baby was in his room, with the pack healer, Milla, and I'm sure he's sleeping by now. Sudde
I sat outside the main building of the pack house, my back against the wall, tears streaming down my face. I felt lost, confused, and scared at the same time. Why would Milla take my son and disappear without a word? Was it possible that someone had taken them both? I couldn't wrap my head around the situation. The guards and my mate had searched every corner of the pack house, the surrounding woods, and the neighboring villages, but there was no sign of them. It felt like the whole world had turned against me, leaving me all alone in my despair. As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, I heard footsteps approaching. I looked up to see Alpha Liams standing before me. He looked concerned, and I could tell he had been searching for me. "Dresh, what's wrong?" he asked, crouching down beside me. I shook my head, unable to speak through my sobs. I didn't want to believe that someone had taken our son, but the longer he was missing, the more the thought plagued me. Alpha Liams wrapped his a
As soon as I arrived at Evans' cabin, he welcomed me with a warm embrace and asked me to wipe away my tears. I felt a glimmer of hope at the sound of his voice. Maybe, just maybe, I'd find comfort here for a while like the first time I was here. I just hoped so. "Dresh, I know you've been going through a lot lately, especially since you paired with the Lycan King, Alpha Liams. But I need you to listen to me, and carefully–" Evans said, his voice calm and steady. I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. "On the night your son was taken away from the pack house like you said, I was in the woods with my Werewolf friends. We saw a group of rogue werewolves running deep into the woods with a wrapped baby in their hands," he continued. I felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins. Could it be possible that Evans had information that could lead us to our son? Could that wrapped baby be my baby boy? I just couldn't think at this stage. "We knew something wasn't right with the
I never liked attending Lycan gatherings. I always felt out of place in their midst, but my mate, the Lycan King, Alpha Liams, had insisted that I come along. I had protested, telling him that I was too shy to be among so many of his kind, but he wouldn't take no for an answer, insisting that I was now one of them. As we walked through the doors of the grand hall, I felt my nerves starting to get the best of me. I knew I would be the center of attention, and that made me uncomfortable. But as soon as we stepped inside, my eyes landed on someone I never thought I would ever see again. It was my former lover, Alpha Xander, and the moment our eyes met, I felt a spark ignite inside me. It was as if all the feelings I had buried deep inside came rushing to the surface, and I found it hard to resist his charms. Despite the tumultuous past we shared, I found myself drawn to him once again. He was standing across the room, but I could feel his eyes on me, and it was as if a magnetic force w
I was sitting in my cell, staring off into space when Alpha Liams came to visit me. I felt my heart skip a beat as he stood before me. He looked down at me, his eyes filled with concern. "Hey, Dresh. Our baby is crying and needs to be breastfed. Can you come with me to take care of him?" he said in a soft tone. I looked up at him with a mixture of confusion and frustration. "Why can't you just take care of him yourself? You're the Lycan King of this pack. It's your responsibility too," I snapped back. "Dresh, don't make this difficult. I just want to make sure our child is fed and taken care of properly. Now, stand up and come with me," he said firmly. I crossed my arms and shook my head stubbornly. "No, I'm not going with you. I'm sick of being told what to do all the time. I'm not some kind of servant here!" I retorted. Alpha Liams' expression turned cold, and he reached down to grab my arm. "You will come with me, Dresh. You have no choice in the matter. Now move!" he growled.
As Alpha Liams and I walked along the beach hand in hand. We had left our little one in the competent hands of Brenda, his personal nanny, and had taken this much-needed vacation to explore our relationship. As we approached the beach, I could feel the excitement building within me. The salty air filled my lungs, and the sound of waves crashing against the shore grew louder. The sand was hot beneath my feet as we made our way down to the water's edge. The sky is clear and blue, and the sun beats down on my skin, warming me from the outside in. The beach was alive with its special and natural activities, we couldn't wait to join in on the fun and make our own memories in this idyllic setting. I could feel the warm breeze of the ocean brushing against my skin as I lay on the white sand of the secluded island with Alpha Liams beside me. The only sound was the soft crashing of waves against the shore and the distant chirping of birds. It was just the two of us on this private island, fre