Aaro’s pov
Stupid fucking nightmare. I used to have them when we were younger. I would dream about Marco taking us away. We were asleep when he took us, but we woke up before he brought us to the man who transported us to the school.
Doctor Marco had always been so kind to us, but suddenly he was cold. He ignored our cries, he ignored me begging him to let my sister go. In the end, he threatened to hurt Elora if I didn’t help him calm her down.
He showed me bones and said they belonged to a girl, and if I didn't help my sister out of her pajamas and make her shut the fuck up, he could turn my sister into a bag of bones too.
For years, I wondered what he needed the bones and the pajamas for. I thought he might have pretended it was one of us who died, so my parents wouldn’t come looking for us. Or my parents were dead themselves; there must have been a reason why they didn't find us. Auntie Kat was too smart to not see through Marco’s plan, I was sure. She was the smartest person alive; she would know that it wasn’t us, right?
Storm helped me feel better, though. His touch, his deep voice, the way he asked me questions like he really cared. How could someone care about me after only knowing me a day? Especially when so few people had cared in the last decade.
The shower surprised me. I couldn’t help but laugh—how fucking weird was it that the shower could make music and have those lights everywhere. Why would you need that? For a fucking shower party?
But then Storm ruined everything.
"….No, fuck that. I’m not sorry, because I would much rather you be here with me than with some asshole that would treat you like shit."
Yeah, some asshole could have bought me. But if Alpha Fuckhead hadn’t bought me, I would have had three more days to try and escape with Ero. I would never know if my plan could have worked. If Ero and I would have been free. I don’t know if I could ever forgive Storm for taking that chance away from me.
He wasn’t a bad person; I fucking knew that. No bad person would stand in the shower with me half-dressed and wash my hair without trying to do something more. I mean, I thought Doctor Marco was a good guy too, and he turned out to be the worst fucking guy I ever met. But everything I had learned about Storm told me he was okay. If things were different, maybe I could have fallen for a guy like Storm.
I braided my wet hair; I would take it out before the date. I knew Storm liked my curls, so I wanted to look nice for him tonight. Then I walked out of the bathroom wearing my towel, ready to grab some clothes.
Storm was already dressed and looked really handsome.
"Ruby just mindlinked me, asking if you could meet her for breakfast. Do you think you can handle her on your own? I have some work to do, but I can postpone it."
I smiled, "I can handle it; thank you, Storm."
"You look way too fucking good in just a towel." He said, walking towards me and giving me a quick peck on the lips. "I’ll come get you for our date around five."
"How will you know where I am?"
He pointed to my wrist. Yeah, right, I forgot they can fucking track me everywhere.
"See you tonight, krullebol."
"See you tonight, Storm." I replied.
I quickly got dressed. I wore a woolen dress with two pairs of thermal leggings underneath. It was fucking cold outside, but I knew I had to dress up nice for Luna Ruby. I wore some ankle boots with the dress and headed down the stairs for breakfast.
Luna Ruby smiled at me when I entered the room and pointed to a chair where I could sit. We ate breakfast while she talked about her job as a Luna.
"The job of a Luna isn’t just to bear children, despite what some men might say. We are also there to boost morale and make sure we have eyes and ears in the pack letting us know what’s going on. I visit schools, the hospital, the elderly, and I make sure if there is anything to complain about of importance, I bring it to Alpha Lex or his beta to deal with."
I nodded my head, showing I was listening. "I see; thank you for explaining, Luna Ruby."
She explained her job further when we were in the car.
"I am also in charge of parties and celebrations, like the one being held in a week to commemorate your eighteenth birthday and the marking of the future Luna of the Winter Bone pack."
That was the first time I had actually heard the name of this pack. Winter Bone. Is that because it was cold enough here to become frozen to the bone?
"Thank you, Luna Ruby, for that honor." I said lying through my teeth. I didn’t want some fucking party; I wanted my freedom.
When we got out of the car, she looked around and spoke softly. "I’ve heard you and Storm are getting close? Be careful with that one; despite some obvious differences, he is very much a ladies' man like his father. I might have handled Storm’s mother, but I know there have been others. It physically hurts when he’s with someone. Come see me if you ever need some wolfsbane to drown the feeling of your mate being with another."
Wow, I didn’t see that coming. I already knew Alpha Lex was a piece of shit, but still he kept surprising me in the awful fucking ways he treated others. It stung to hear that about Storm, he didn’t seem like his father at all. But we did run into one of his ex-girlfriends on the same fucking day I got here. How many more were out there?
"I’m sorry, Luna Ruby. That must be hard."
She scoffed, "don’t be. It’s the highest honor to be the Luna of this pack. I was chosen specifically by Lex out of several candidates. I have a good life and beautiful children. I don’t need your pity, especially not yours considering you will be in my shoes in a few months."
"I apologize. I didn’t mean any harm, Luna Ruby. I can see how proud you are of the work you are doing." Fuck, I didn’t think she’d get pissed at me.
We spent the day at the hospital and the orphanage. It surprised me that Alpha Lex didn’t just sell all these kids to the School. There were more boys than girls here, so maybe he had sold some and the rest were too old?
Everyone looked at Luna Ruby with trepidation, perhaps because she was mated to Alpha Lex. I wouldn’t trust the mate of that asshole either. But they looked at me with curiosity.
I picked up one of the orphaned babies that was crying. "Hey, baby. It’s okay." I rocked him back and forth.
A girl, around eight, came walking towards me. "That’s my brother Tim."
"He’s cute. Are you a good big sister?"
She nodded her little head, "I try to be."
"Me too. It’s not always easy being the big sister, is it?"
She shook her head, "no. I miss my mommy."
Luna Ruby came in and saw me holding the baby and talking to the girl, "We have no time, Aaro. Say goodbye."
I smiled at the girl. "I’ll come back soon, okay? We can talk some more. And if your brother is upset, just sing for him or tell him a story. That always worked for my sister."
"Thank you, um, lady?"
"Aaro, sweetie. I’m Aaro."
"Bye, Aaro," she said after I had placed her sleeping brother back down in his crib. "See you soon."
Shit, I forgot to ask her name. I had no time, because Luna Ruby looked at me like she was pissed.
"You shouldn’t get too close to them. We’re above them, Aaro." Luna Ruby said.
Fuck, that was so messed up. I waved at the girl and smiled at Luna Ruby. "I will remember that for next time."
No, I fucking won’t. I might have "better" genes, but I am not above anyone. Everyone is fucking worth just as much in my eyes, and when I am alpha, I will make sure everyone is treated equally.
"We’re close to Addie and James; let’s have lunch with them." Luna Ruby said, and I followed her to her car.
We arrived at a small lunch room that smelled fucking good. Maybe I should have eaten more at breakfast, but I was trying too hard to pretend to pay attention.
"O, you brought Aaro. How nice." Addie made room for me and Luna Ruby.
"So, how do you like our pack so far?" Addie asked me after I sat down next to James.
"It’s really big and beautiful. I can see you all take good care of your people." I lied. I had no fucking clue if they took good care of their people. If I wasn’t allowed to get close to two kids, how were the rest treated?
Addie nodded. "It’s important for the Luna, or the beta’s mate to be kind, but let's not forget what our people tried to do not long ago. If we don’t show them what we expect of them, then they’ll walk all over us."
"May I ask what happened?"
Luna Ruby shook her head, "not here, Aaro."
James seemed to ignore me for most of the lunch, which I didn’t mind. I didn’t fucking know what to think of him anyway. If Storm attacked him, James must have deserved it.
"Can I use the restroom, please?" I asked, needing to pee badly.
"I will show you." James said, and it was the first fucking thing he said to me all day.
We walked towards the back of the lunchroom, and when we got close to the bathroom, he pushed me into one of the stalls. "If you cost me my beta position, I will make your life a fucking hell."
I had no clue what he was talking about, and I looked into his eyes defiantly without saying a word.
"You might play innocent, but I know you’re nothing more than a whore. You’re bought to be used and thrown away. Storm might act all nice now, but once he gets what he needs, he’ll dump you like all the others." He growled. His arm was pressing on my throat, while his hands moved toward my body.
He squeezed my breast hard, and I growled at him. "You’re nothing, Aaro. Remember that. And once Storm is done with you, I won’t mind using what’s left of you."
He let go and walked out. "No one cares about you, so don’t bother complaining about me."
I stood frozen for a second, and then I punched the wall next to me angrily, making my hand bleed. I grabbed some toilet paper and wrapped it around my hand while sitting down to pee. Fucking dickhead. I didn’t need to tell anyone. Mark my words, I'd pay that jerk back one day. I was making a whole fucking list in my head of those who I would kill: Myrtle, Alpha Lex, Doctor Marco, and now that dickhead James was on there too.
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I made two in.sta posts, to show you what I think Storm and Aaro look like. naomidgoodnovel.
When I think of Storm speaking, I imagine a deep voice like Jason Mamoa. Who do you imagine Storm looks like?
Storm’s povI tried to get some work done, but my mind kept wondering about tonight. What would be a good date idea?"Let me meet her," Brand said."And then what, have a picknick? It’s fucking freezing outside.""Please?" Brand asked and I think it was the first time he said please to me."I’ll see what I can do, okay, buddy?"Dad had given me her tracker information, and I felt like a fucking stalker, tracking Aaro’s moves. She went from the hospital to the orphanages, to lunch somewhere, and then to one of the elders' houses.When it was around four, I just gave up on working and decided to pick up Aaro early. I'm sure she'd appreciate it; I couldn't imagine spending the entire day with Ruby.I went to the O'Hares' home and watched as Aaro spoke to a young boy. He must be one of the grandkids or great-grandkids of the O'Hares. Mister O'Hare was 104 years old and looked no older than 70.When the boy saw me, he bowed his head and seemed scared. It was such an obvious contrast between
Aaro’s povBrand was cool. He reminded me of my dad’s wolf, Logan. He was as fast as him, too. How would it feel to run as a wolf? Would I be that fast?It was easier around Brand because he didn’t talk to me and I didn’t have to pretend so hard.Even when I was myself, I still had to pretend. I couldn’t let anyone know my real name or identity. It wasn’t easy. I so badly wanted to tell Brand about Logan. I wanted to tell the girl in the orphanage more about Ero. And when we discussed our names, I really wanted to tell Peter what Aaro fucking stood for.It bothered me how scared everyone was. It was supposed to be like this. In my dad’s pack, people weren’t scared of us. And although my grandpa Os could be a bit scary, people respected him more than they feared him.Then he shifted back, and although Storm looked a lot better, like a whole fuckload better, I went back to pretending. Pretending that he didn’t look fucking good, and I wondered what it would feel like to touch him. Preten
Storm’s povI put Aaro on my lap and let her eat."So what’s her deal?" Cara asked, mind-linking me."What do you mean?""She seems nice, but is she like the rest? Does she want you because of your title?"I laughed, "no, she isn’t like the rest. Not at fucking all. I don’t think she cares about becoming Luna at all.""Did she have any say in coming here? Did her parents force her?"I sighed, "she’s an orphan. It’s fucking complicated Cara, but she doesn’t really have a choice. So I’m trying my fucking best to make everything not suck as fucking much."Cara smiled at me, "you want her to like you."Aaro started giving me bites to eat, and although it surprised me, I let her. It was fucking adorable that she cared enough to feed me."She likes you already. She was straddling you, and now she’s feeding you!" Cara shouted inside my head.That kiss was amazing. And when Aaro started moving her fucking hips, I went insane. If Cara hadn’t stopped us, I don’t know what would have happened. Wh
Aaro’s povFucking phone. That stupid fucking phone. Phones didn’t used to be like this, were they? I remember mom and dad having a phone, and I sometimes watched videos on it or played a game. But this thing was totally different.I felt so fucking out of place. I knew nothing about this world. I guess that the school does this on purpose. Make sure to isolate the girls once they’re out of the school. Make sure we don’t know how to use technology to ask for help.We’re not supposed to tell anyone about the school, but even if we only wanted to help ourselves once we were out, we wouldn’t be able to. We had no one to turn to and no way to set up any support system. Maybe I should talk to Eve. She had been isolated, stuck inside this packhouse. She knows how it feels, and maybe she knows how to get out of here.I opened the stupid phone again, cursing at it."You better not fuck this up again. Send text to Eve.""Send text to Eve," the phone said."Do you want to join me and Storm for l
Storm’s pov"Aaro is bijna klaar; douchen liep een beetje uit. [Aaro is almost done; the shower took a bit longer than expected.]Mam laughed, "Ik zie dat jij ook ging douchen? [I see you took a shower as well?] She ruffled my wet hair."Dus? [so?]""Niks. Ik ben blij voor je. Ze is speciaal vind je niet? Ik durf het bijna niet te zeggen, maar misschien is zij je, - [Nothing. I am happy for you. She’s special, isn’t she? I am almost too scared to say, but maybe she’s your, -] " I stopped my mom from finishing her sentence."Mam zeg het niet dan! Fuck, je weet zelf wat pap zou doen. [Then don’t say it! Fuck, you know what Dad would do.]"My mother knew better than anyone what my dad thought of true mates, considering she was his. Dad and mom fell in love when they were seventeen. Love at first sight, she called it, and then my grandfather got killed and my dad turned into a paranoid asshole. Too scared of what a true mate meant. He wasn't just scared of losing half his soul if his true
Aaro’s povEve explained the phone to me, but I still felt like a fucking idiot using it. She was so patient with me, but I knew if others saw me fumbling with the phone, they’d think I was raised under a damn rock. Everyone used technology for everything, and I felt like I didn’t belong in this world.To be honest, I don’t belong here. I belong with my sister; I belong back home.But a part of me wished I did belong here. That I could give Storm what he deserved. He wanted a real person who didn’t have that many secrets, someone who could be themselves around him, and I wasn’t that at fucking all. I had to think before I spoke, because otherwise I could reveal the truth."I really am sorry, Aaro." Eve said again.I shook my head, "don’t be. I’ll be fine."Eve sighed, "it can be really hard sometimes, Aaro. I try to put on a brave face for Storm. I don’t want him to feel bad for me, but it’s really lonely for me. I miss my family and just having a life. Don’t get me wrong; if I had to
Storm’s povI knew if I got pissed off, Aaro would stop telling me the truth, so I let her talk while inside of me a storm was raging. I wanted to go to the school and kill everyone who ever hurt Aaro. I wanted to destroy the entire school and get everyone out, but I knew I couldn’t. I was a fucking hypocrite. My father had bought Aaro for me and had funded the school for years. I didn’t realize where part of our money was going until I checked the books today. Our pack had been giving money to the Goldacres for decades. How could I say I would destroy the school if I still profited from it? If it wasn’t for the school, I wouldn’t have met Aaro.I wanted to be Aaro’s home, her safe place. She deserved that. Despite the fucked up situation she was thrown into, she was trying to do things her own way. She could have ignored my mother like the rest, but instead she decided to learn Dutch. The thing that bonded me and mam together. If Aaro was smart, she would have sucked up to Dad and R
Aaro’s povI shouldn’t have said that, but it was the fucking truth. No matter how much this wasn’t Storm’s choice any more than it was mine, he was still going to mark me against my will. Maybe if things were different, then I would have chosen Storm as my mate.I always hoped I would find my true mate, but that ship had fucking sailed the moment I was bought. Maybe even before then—maybe the moment I was brought to the damn school. It didn’t fucking matter anyway.I saw how my remark hurt Storm, and all I could think of to make this better was to ask him to kiss me. I knew it fucking made me feel better. More than better. The orgasm he gave me was out of this fucking world, and I just wanted to make him feel good too.I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, but he seemed to enjoy it, and to be honest, I was enjoying it too. I didn’t think having someone’s dick inside my mouth would be fun, but hearing Storm grunt and hold on to my hair and knowing I was the one doing it to him was a
Aaro’s povI shouldn’t have said that, but it was the fucking truth. No matter how much this wasn’t Storm’s choice any more than it was mine, he was still going to mark me against my will. Maybe if things were different, then I would have chosen Storm as my mate.I always hoped I would find my true mate, but that ship had fucking sailed the moment I was bought. Maybe even before then—maybe the moment I was brought to the damn school. It didn’t fucking matter anyway.I saw how my remark hurt Storm, and all I could think of to make this better was to ask him to kiss me. I knew it fucking made me feel better. More than better. The orgasm he gave me was out of this fucking world, and I just wanted to make him feel good too.I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, but he seemed to enjoy it, and to be honest, I was enjoying it too. I didn’t think having someone’s dick inside my mouth would be fun, but hearing Storm grunt and hold on to my hair and knowing I was the one doing it to him was a
Storm’s povI knew if I got pissed off, Aaro would stop telling me the truth, so I let her talk while inside of me a storm was raging. I wanted to go to the school and kill everyone who ever hurt Aaro. I wanted to destroy the entire school and get everyone out, but I knew I couldn’t. I was a fucking hypocrite. My father had bought Aaro for me and had funded the school for years. I didn’t realize where part of our money was going until I checked the books today. Our pack had been giving money to the Goldacres for decades. How could I say I would destroy the school if I still profited from it? If it wasn’t for the school, I wouldn’t have met Aaro.I wanted to be Aaro’s home, her safe place. She deserved that. Despite the fucked up situation she was thrown into, she was trying to do things her own way. She could have ignored my mother like the rest, but instead she decided to learn Dutch. The thing that bonded me and mam together. If Aaro was smart, she would have sucked up to Dad and R
Aaro’s povEve explained the phone to me, but I still felt like a fucking idiot using it. She was so patient with me, but I knew if others saw me fumbling with the phone, they’d think I was raised under a damn rock. Everyone used technology for everything, and I felt like I didn’t belong in this world.To be honest, I don’t belong here. I belong with my sister; I belong back home.But a part of me wished I did belong here. That I could give Storm what he deserved. He wanted a real person who didn’t have that many secrets, someone who could be themselves around him, and I wasn’t that at fucking all. I had to think before I spoke, because otherwise I could reveal the truth."I really am sorry, Aaro." Eve said again.I shook my head, "don’t be. I’ll be fine."Eve sighed, "it can be really hard sometimes, Aaro. I try to put on a brave face for Storm. I don’t want him to feel bad for me, but it’s really lonely for me. I miss my family and just having a life. Don’t get me wrong; if I had to
Storm’s pov"Aaro is bijna klaar; douchen liep een beetje uit. [Aaro is almost done; the shower took a bit longer than expected.]Mam laughed, "Ik zie dat jij ook ging douchen? [I see you took a shower as well?] She ruffled my wet hair."Dus? [so?]""Niks. Ik ben blij voor je. Ze is speciaal vind je niet? Ik durf het bijna niet te zeggen, maar misschien is zij je, - [Nothing. I am happy for you. She’s special, isn’t she? I am almost too scared to say, but maybe she’s your, -] " I stopped my mom from finishing her sentence."Mam zeg het niet dan! Fuck, je weet zelf wat pap zou doen. [Then don’t say it! Fuck, you know what Dad would do.]"My mother knew better than anyone what my dad thought of true mates, considering she was his. Dad and mom fell in love when they were seventeen. Love at first sight, she called it, and then my grandfather got killed and my dad turned into a paranoid asshole. Too scared of what a true mate meant. He wasn't just scared of losing half his soul if his true
Aaro’s povFucking phone. That stupid fucking phone. Phones didn’t used to be like this, were they? I remember mom and dad having a phone, and I sometimes watched videos on it or played a game. But this thing was totally different.I felt so fucking out of place. I knew nothing about this world. I guess that the school does this on purpose. Make sure to isolate the girls once they’re out of the school. Make sure we don’t know how to use technology to ask for help.We’re not supposed to tell anyone about the school, but even if we only wanted to help ourselves once we were out, we wouldn’t be able to. We had no one to turn to and no way to set up any support system. Maybe I should talk to Eve. She had been isolated, stuck inside this packhouse. She knows how it feels, and maybe she knows how to get out of here.I opened the stupid phone again, cursing at it."You better not fuck this up again. Send text to Eve.""Send text to Eve," the phone said."Do you want to join me and Storm for l
Storm’s povI put Aaro on my lap and let her eat."So what’s her deal?" Cara asked, mind-linking me."What do you mean?""She seems nice, but is she like the rest? Does she want you because of your title?"I laughed, "no, she isn’t like the rest. Not at fucking all. I don’t think she cares about becoming Luna at all.""Did she have any say in coming here? Did her parents force her?"I sighed, "she’s an orphan. It’s fucking complicated Cara, but she doesn’t really have a choice. So I’m trying my fucking best to make everything not suck as fucking much."Cara smiled at me, "you want her to like you."Aaro started giving me bites to eat, and although it surprised me, I let her. It was fucking adorable that she cared enough to feed me."She likes you already. She was straddling you, and now she’s feeding you!" Cara shouted inside my head.That kiss was amazing. And when Aaro started moving her fucking hips, I went insane. If Cara hadn’t stopped us, I don’t know what would have happened. Wh
Aaro’s povBrand was cool. He reminded me of my dad’s wolf, Logan. He was as fast as him, too. How would it feel to run as a wolf? Would I be that fast?It was easier around Brand because he didn’t talk to me and I didn’t have to pretend so hard.Even when I was myself, I still had to pretend. I couldn’t let anyone know my real name or identity. It wasn’t easy. I so badly wanted to tell Brand about Logan. I wanted to tell the girl in the orphanage more about Ero. And when we discussed our names, I really wanted to tell Peter what Aaro fucking stood for.It bothered me how scared everyone was. It was supposed to be like this. In my dad’s pack, people weren’t scared of us. And although my grandpa Os could be a bit scary, people respected him more than they feared him.Then he shifted back, and although Storm looked a lot better, like a whole fuckload better, I went back to pretending. Pretending that he didn’t look fucking good, and I wondered what it would feel like to touch him. Preten
Storm’s povI tried to get some work done, but my mind kept wondering about tonight. What would be a good date idea?"Let me meet her," Brand said."And then what, have a picknick? It’s fucking freezing outside.""Please?" Brand asked and I think it was the first time he said please to me."I’ll see what I can do, okay, buddy?"Dad had given me her tracker information, and I felt like a fucking stalker, tracking Aaro’s moves. She went from the hospital to the orphanages, to lunch somewhere, and then to one of the elders' houses.When it was around four, I just gave up on working and decided to pick up Aaro early. I'm sure she'd appreciate it; I couldn't imagine spending the entire day with Ruby.I went to the O'Hares' home and watched as Aaro spoke to a young boy. He must be one of the grandkids or great-grandkids of the O'Hares. Mister O'Hare was 104 years old and looked no older than 70.When the boy saw me, he bowed his head and seemed scared. It was such an obvious contrast between
Aaro’s povStupid fucking nightmare. I used to have them when we were younger. I would dream about Marco taking us away. We were asleep when he took us, but we woke up before he brought us to the man who transported us to the school.Doctor Marco had always been so kind to us, but suddenly he was cold. He ignored our cries, he ignored me begging him to let my sister go. In the end, he threatened to hurt Elora if I didn’t help him calm her down.He showed me bones and said they belonged to a girl, and if I didn't help my sister out of her pajamas and make her shut the fuck up, he could turn my sister into a bag of bones too.For years, I wondered what he needed the bones and the pajamas for. I thought he might have pretended it was one of us who died, so my parents wouldn’t come looking for us. Or my parents were dead themselves; there must have been a reason why they didn't find us. Auntie Kat was too smart to not see through Marco’s plan, I was sure. She was the smartest person alive;