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Ari’s pov “What do you think about Jake as your beta?” Kyra asked me, as we moved all her stuff into the beach house. A few omega’s had already brought all my stuff here and mom had bought some new furniture, utensils and all the stuff I would have never thought of buying. “Jake? Isn’t he a bit too soft?” I asked her. She rolled her eyes at me, “he’s your friend and you don’t need three strong personalities leading the pack.” “Three?” I joked innocently. She hit my arm softly, “you, me and Jake. Well and whatever Gamma we chose, I still have to go and see your warriors.” I laughed, “you aren’t wasting any time, are you? My dad might not hand over the title for years.” She shrugged, “it’s good to be prepared and I like to keep busy.” I kissed her softly and pulled her body against mine, “I can keep you busy.” She grabbed my already hardened dick and squeezed softly, “no, you can’t. You’re late for Alpha training. So go and I’ll finish up here. I will text Jake to see if he can
Kyra’s pov Jake was a great guy, very friendly and open. He showed me around the pack and took me wherever I wanted to go. I know Ari had been jealous about Jake, but I got this vibe from Jake that he wasn’t interested in me at all. Maybe he liked men? “Or you’re not his type,” Mae suggested. Maybe, but there was absolutely no sexual tension between us, which made it easier to become friends. He took me to see Gamma Nolan, who showed me the border. I told him how we protected our border at home, without needing too many people. We had an electric fence and an motion detection system attached. It was expensive at first, but in the long run it saved a lot of money and soldiers. Gamma Nolan had told me to come back tomorrow, to train with him. He wanted to see what the future Luna could do. So there wasn’t much left to do, besides have a quick coffee with Jake and get to know him. I wasn’t really good at making friends, I mean, I was friends with Maggie now and her group. But it wa
Ari’s pov We ran back and got dressed near my car. We drove back to the beach house, we would order in food, because we were both to lazy to cook today. “So, who is Olive?” Kyra asked, while I was driving us back. I shrugged, unsure. I didn’t really remember someone named Olive. “You don’t even remember her, do you?” Kyra said, rolling her eyes. “What? Who is she?” I asked surprised. We were having a good night. Kyra sighed, “did you ever consider that all the women you had sex with, might have been the future mates of your friends?” I didn’t. I waited for Kyra to tell me more, saying something now, might make things worse. “Jake and I ran into Olive and she seemed to think Jake and I were dating, -“ I growled, “why would she seem to think that?!” Kyra began to giggle, “you’re so jealous. It’s ironic really, because I have one ex-boyfriend and you have a thousand or something. Yet, I don’t feel threatened by them.” I shook my head, “I am not threatened. But I don’t want pe
hi! I felt bad for mixing up names, two chapters in a row. So a free bonus chapter from Olive's pov. Olive not Meave, lol. --- Olive’s pov “I had just broken up with my boyfriend of six months, when Ari started hitting on me. I know, six months doesn’t seem like a lot, but it is when you’re seventeen. I needed a rebound. It’s sound awful, but honestly it’s a way to cope. A way to get over someone.” She just looked at me, not sure where I was going with this. So I continued. “Sure, I could try and look for someone I actually care about, but then I would be taking out all my old baggage on him. I needed a bit of fun and Ari delivered. While hanging out with Ari that week, I met Jake. He was shy and probably not into me. I mean, I’m not sure what his type is, but I figured it’s not a girl with her hair dyed two different color, that plays the drums for fun. But maybe it is, I might have known if he actually said something.” “Didn't need to know that part about Ari, "delivering." But
Kyra’s pov “I could just stay home with you today,” Ari said, kissing me softly on the top of my head. We were still lying in bed, although he should really be getting dressed by now. “As much as I would like that, I told Gamma Nolan I would see him. And you,” I said, pointing to his chest. “You, have Alpha training. It’s important, Ari.” Ari sighed, “you’re important.” “Yeah, I know. But I live here now, so it’s fine if we don’t see each other twenty four hours a day. Even if I would like nothing more.” Ari got up from the bed, looking so damn good. “This weekend I am seeing no one else besides you. We’re going to lock ourselves up in this house.” “And have a sex marathon?” I joked. “Okay, I was going to suggest something else, but yes, we will have a sex marathon.” Ari said, looking like he was ready to start right now. “Just go, Air, before I change my mind.” Ari laughed, “by the way, are you calling me Air because it’s short for Ari or is it like something romantic, that
Ari’s pov We went grocery shopping together. I never knew how much things cost or how much you needed. It’s not like I’ve never been in here, but – “You’ve only gone in here to buy alcohol.” Jasper joked. He was probably right, we always had everything at the packhouse and if we didn’t have something, a cook would make it for me. I hoped Kyra could cook well, but I was sure I’d love anything she’d make. “You’d better or she’ll kick your ass.” Jasper said, being right once again. We packed all the bags into my car and drove back home. Kyra unpacked everything, while I took off my shoes and socks and sat down on the couch. Then she started dinner. Through our bond I felt her getting more and more agitated, but she didn’t say anything. Where was that feisty woman that yelled at me?! Did marking change her? Because I didn’t mind her getting mad sometimes, especially now that we could have make-up sex. “Sex with make-up?” “No, Jasper. Goddess. Like making up. You, -“ and I stopped,
Kyra’s pov I woke up to the smell of cinnamon buns. It smelt delicious and I wasn’t sure if it was Ari or the real deal. Either one of them would make me happy. Or both, together! Would Ari taste good with some frosting and cinnamon on top? I got up and went to the bathroom. I looked around and saw Ari had already showered and got dressed. What I didn’t see, where towels and dirty clothes on the floor. They were actually in the hamper! I freshened up quickly, curious why it smelled so good in here. I followed my nose and it led me to the kitchen. “Now, I am not able to make them, yet. But I am really good at ordering food.” Ari said, holding up a plate of cinnamon buns. “I love you, Ari.” I said, as I grabbed one immediately. “So, what’s on the agenda today?” Ari said, as he walked to the washing machine. He started putting everything in together and turned to me, “how do I turn this on?” “Did you put in washing deterrent?” I asked. “What’s that?” Ari asked, looking unsure. “
Kyra’s pov Jake was silent in the car on the way over to the school. We entered the school, it was around lunch time now, so everyone was either having lunch or playing outside. The school was one big building that housed the high school and the primary school. “Let’s go the headmaster?” I said. “Maybe we don’t need to. My mom is usually not like this.” Jake said. “But sometimes she is? I’m not saying I’m going to take away her kids, I don’t even have the authority. I was just trying to scare her a bit. But I do want to know that they’re save. That she isn’t doing to them, what she just did to you. Because Jake? That’s not alright.” He nodded, “okay.” He jokingly said, “bet you’re reconsidering your offer of making me Beta? Couldn’t even stand up to my own mother.” I shook my head and looked into Jake’s eyes. “No, you did stand up to her. But she is still your mom. That's really hard to go against. Especially if she's not like that all the time.” We walked through the school u
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;