Aria was born to be great. Her father was in the running to become the next Alpha King who will rule the southern werewolf kingdom and her mother was the best warrior in the kingdom. But Aria had a devastating secret that could ruin everything… On her 18th birthday, she failed to get her wolf. Now, she is a student at the prestigious Academy of the Supernatural and she is trying to keep out of trouble but it all comes to a head when she meets Professor Atlas, the new Alpha King of the rival kingdom in the north, and she discovers that he is her true mate. From the moment they meet, the game of the hearts begins and the first one to fall in love loses. Will true love prevail or will centuries of rivalry and tradition keep Aria and Atlas apart? The Heart Of Ice Alpha is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.
View More*Aria* Altas smiled at the question and gestured for me to come closer to him. Of course, I complied, and my wolf purred in satisfaction at the proximity. "It's everything that Rebecca's been doing to you for the past year," he whispered, "And I mean everything. Video of your fight when she used her powers to prevent you from moving. The chat where she and Scott planned to kill you and cover their tracks. Not to mention documentation of how Rebecca can control others using her mind. It's all in there. And truthfully, Rebecca is extremely lucky she's only being kicked out of school. If Rebecca were anybody else, she would go to prison for attempted murder!" "But how?" I asked, stunned and grateful for the help. "I mean, some of these things happened before I even really knew you! I don't understand." "From the moment we met, I knew you were special," he replied with a shrug. "And it was obvious that Rebecca was bad n
*Atlas* Seeing Aria's grief-stricken expression broke my heart. I knew what she must be thinking. That I was involved with another woman. And not only that but someone who looked just like her. I felt terrible for putting her through it. I felt even more terrible about the accusations that were no doubt made against her. I could only pray to the Moon Goddess that Aria would understand and forgive me once she knew the truth. "Altas, just the man we wanted to see," Principal Higgins said with a tired sigh, gesturing for me to enter the room. Despite his comment, he didn't look excited to lay eyes on me. I guess I could understand his point of view. As far as he was concerned, I was the cause of this whole mess. And he wasn't entirely wrong about that. "Happy to be of service," I replied in a casual tone that belied my true feelings. I sat down in the wooden chair next to Aria. My love looked so terrified and sad, and I
*Aria* I woke up the next morning with my head throbbing. Groaning, I tumbled out of bed and made my way slowly to the coffeemaker, wondering why on earth I'd had so much to drink the previous evening. While the coffee brewed I shuffled around the kitchen, finding and dry-swallowing two aspirin. I left the bottle out, realizing that Judy would probably need some when she woke up. After a few minutes, I poured the fragrant brew into a cup, added sugar, and took a deep drink. Once I was better able to function, I cast a glance at the clock next to the table. It read ten o'clock. I realized with no small amount of horror that both Judy and I had slept through battle class, which ran from nine o'clock to ten o'clock. "What time is it?" Judy asked as she made her way into the kitchen, pausing before the coffee pot to pour herself a mugful. I made a face and pointed to the clock, knowing what her reaction would be.
A slap rang out in the bar, which quickly fell silent. Everyone turned to look at Judy and Arthur, the hushed whisper of gossip filling the space. I looked around and then made eye contact with the girl Arthur had brought, who quickly looked down with an intense blush on her face. “Shut up, you weasel.” Judy spat out at Arthur and the lanky man seethed, narrowing his eyes at her as they stood face to face. “I am a Jackson, and you will accept my rejection.” The hushed gossiping around the bar got louder and people had formed a circle around the event. Some people had taken out their phones to snap pictures or take videos. Arthur started to look a little worried and his date looked completely mortified at this point. She stepped back and then ran out of the circle. The voices of people got louder, the lanky man groaned out and then slapped his hand on a table. The bar got quiet again. “I’ll accept your rejection…” Arthur started and then got a sinister smile o
*Aria*I was restless, my leg bouncing under my desk as I tried to stay focused on the history lesson in front of us. The professor droned on and on about the history of the royal packs. I eyed Rebecca looking very proud in the front row and rolled my eyes. It was the third day of not seeing Atlas anywhere on campus and I was on edge. This was the second time this had happened and he had returned before, but after everything we talked about it made me angry that he would disappear now. The class was dismissed and I walked to the lunch hall with Judy in a daze, it was hard to focus on anything but Atlas being gone. The blonde girl was talking about something, another friend of hers it seemed, and I just hummed and nodded along. I was trying to distract myself from the feeling but I couldn’t avoid it; I was sad. All this week I had attempted to keep away from the way I felt by hanging out with Judy, studying whenever I had a free moment, practicing sparring - but it was
*Atlas* I eyed my mate with a smirk, I attempted to hold in a laugh at the way she looked. There was a simmering anger in her dark brown eyes and tension in her frown, she was obviously jealous. It wasn’t the same anger and fierceness she showed while fighting. That was very sexy, this was more cute. My mate was adorable when she was trying to act like she was not jealous. Aria shifted on her feet and then looked away with a huff. “I want to keep my distance from you,” Aria said and then looked down with a frown. “Is that actually what you want?” I asked softly and went to put my hand on her cheek, grazing it lightly. She leaned into the touch slightly before looking back up, her eyes getting heated again before she stepped back. I knew deep down this wasn’t what she wanted. Our mate pull was so strong, that it’s almost like I could feel her emotions myself. “Yes, it is,” Aria said firmly, and then her face softened. “It’s… inconvenient for you to be my professor and my ma
*Aria* I woke up and groaned when my alarm went off the next morning. I'd arrived at the academy late the previous evening, and it felt as if I'd only just gotten to bed. I glanced at my alarm clock, hoping that somehow it had gone off early, leaving me time to get just a bit more sleep. But It was five in the morning, time to get ready to go to class again. I started the coffeemaker in my room, wondering if anything would change now that I had won the championship. I had no idea if Rebecca would leave me alone or not. And what about Arthur? His very public defeat couldn't have made him happy. As I sipped the fragrant brew, I thought about Atlas. His handsome smile. His hands on me, his mouth on my body. The way he always understood me without saying a word. The way he made me feel as if there was nothing I couldn't do. There was no doubt in my mind that he was my true mate, and the thought of it made me smile. However, I frowned as I contemplated the danger inherent in
*Aria* I woke up and sighed in contentment, stretching luxuriously. I sat up, realizing I was alone for the moment, and cast a glance around the room. I was still in Atlas's house, and now I was curious about my surroundings. I hadn't had time to notice them before, and remembering the reasons for my pleasant distraction made me blush. The room was sparsely furnished. While the king-sized bed was massive, not to mention incredibly comfortable with the robin's egg blue, Egyptian cotton sheets, it took up nearly the entirety of the room. The only other furnishings were an ornately carved chest of drawers across from the bed and gilded a full-length mirror mounted on the wall. Both pieces of furniture were decorated in a grapevine motif that matched the headboard and were lovely in their own right. However, it seemed strange that there wasn't anything more personal about my surroundings. It didn't seem as if the room's occupant lived there full-time or for very long. There wer
*Aria* Atlas beckoned to me with a wolfish grin, and I found myself following him into the tiny room. It appeared to be a study. Bookshelves lined the walls, and an ornately carved cherrywood desk stood sentry on the opposite side of the room. That was pretty much all I had the chance to observe, as Atlas shut the door behind us and pushed me against the wall, covering his body with mine. I couldn't think of anything but the feel of his hands on me, his mouth on me. Fire pulsed through my veins as he kissed me again and again. I had never felt this way about anyone before. While of course, I'd had boyfriends, it wasn't anywhere near the same. Atlas made my heart pound in a way that drove all other thoughts completely out of my mind. And it wasn't just physical. Atlas was kind and thoughtful, and somehow understood me without having to explain myself. I hated to admit it, but thoughts of him invaded my mind constantly. No matter what I was doing, I couldn't help thinking
The slick sounds of sex filled the air as I walked down the hallway. Grunts and moans were mingling with each other. The front door to my boyfriend Scott’s house had been opened. I had only come to say goodbye before going to the academy but now I was regretting it. I opened the door to his room and what I saw was horrible. Knowing about it was completely different than seeing it with my own eyes. What I was witnessing made me sick—the man and the woman’s body intertwined together, the man on top of the woman was still thrusting, looked like he enjoyed it a lot, the woman screamed when she found out I was standing at the door. “Did I interrupt you?!” I asked with a cold tone, I tried my best to suppress the anger in my heart and the impulse to tear the man and woman on the bed apart. The man looked at me with fear and panic in his eyes. His eyes locked on mine, wide and frantic. There was Scott, my boyfriend, lying in bed with some other woman.“Aria,”
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