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Leia’s pov “Asher woke up. He’s fine. He asked about you.” I just got a text from Kate and Asher was fine. Asher fucking asked about me? After he woke up? That’s really nice. I stared ahead, thinking of what to reply, thinking about what I would do if I ran into Asher. Would I give him a hug? The thought gave me a weird feeling in my stomach. I was over my crush, wasn't I? I was busy typing a reply, when Mark stopped me. “You know Leia, it’s really rude when you’re staring at your phone while I’m here.” Mark said annoyed, ripping the phone from my hands. “It’s Asher, he woke up. Leia just send me a text.” Mark faked a smile. “That’s great. Why didn’t you tell me?” “I only just found out. I was just sending a text back.” I replied with a friendly tone. “You don’t need to get so defensive Leia. I just asked. Why is it, that the mention of his name always does something to you?!” “I wasn’t defensive. I just told you I only found out. I wanted to write something back before tellin
Asher’s pov “Why are you toying with her emotions like that? I thought you decided not to pursue her.” Logan said. I wasn’t pursuing her. I was just being nice. “You’re touching her leg! You’re breathing in her scent. Either you go all in and steal her from that asshole, or you stop. You can’t play with someone like Leia.” Logan growled. For some reason he was really protective of her. Hell, I was really protective of her. I grew up with her. I didn’t want to have anyone hurt her and that included me. But I needed to touch her, needed to be close to her for some weird ass reason. I loved the effect I had on her and I wished that fucker was here to see how Leia acted around me. If he said one word to her, I would beat Mark up until he couldn’t walk for a week. Leia was still beautiful, nothing could change that. But this, this wasn’t her. She was this quirky nerd with weird hair and that suited her. Quirky nerds could be sexy too, I mean just look at her. I’d rather see Leia with
Kate’s pov I loved Asher’s idea of getting everyone together. I saw the rest of our old group often, but not all together. But Leia didn’t seem to like the idea. “Why weren’t you excited for everyone to meet up?” I asked her when we were up in my room. Leia sighed, “I’d fucking love to see everyone. But I don’t want to overwhelm Mark.” “Are you sure that’s the only reason?” I asked. Leia laughed, “like you don’t have an ulterior motive? You just fucking want to see Sierra. What about the pact?” I pushed her softly, “I tried the pact okay? I dated Dani. But Sierra kept coming to the hospital and she looked so good and smelled so good. And I know. I know I shouldn’t. “ Leia looked down, “I kind of saw Asher flirt with Sierra. But then she left. Do you think there is something there?” I didn’t. Sierra and Asher were just friends, although the thought did hurt. “What about you, did the pact work? Are you over your crush?” I asked Leia. “Fuck. I thought I fucking was. Am I a bad p
Asher’s pov So Leia talked about me with Kate? I must have had an effect on her. I know Kate was trying to tell me more, but the only thing I heard was that Leia used to like me. Used to? Or maybe still a little? I had to see her and Mark together, to see what I was up against. Or no, to see what kind of douche he was and how I would beat his ass. I was just doing this to protect Leia. “You know I can read your mind right? Who are you kidding. You like her and you want her. You’re just getting rid of the competition.” Logan said. “So?” “So nothing. He sounds like an idiot and I love beating up idiots. So I’m in. With the part of getting rid off Mark, not with trying to get Leia into bed. I still think she deserves better than that.” Logan said. I agreed. Leia does deserve better than just being a fling. But why was it so hard to forget about her. I felt like if I had one kiss or something more, I might be able to forget about her. See that there were no sparks or whatever and jus
Sierra’s pov I was excited to see everyone and I knew my brother Roman was too. I think he was secretly even more excited, to be hanging out with older kids, that usually didn’t sit with him at school. I didn’t ignore him, he’s my brother. But he had his friends and I had mine. Roman and Rain came to the packhouse together, because they were playing soccer outside this morning. So I went by myself. I greeted Asher and then Kate, who looked really pretty. She always does look pretty, but she seemed to have made more of an effort today. While Asher was in a coma, I went by often. I felt bad for our fight and I wanted to make sure he was okay. I knew Asher was going through stuff and I would hate to have our friendship end because of some stupid mistake. Asher didn’t like me that way and I was thankful for it. It meant I didn’t have to chose between my dream and my mate. That I could still have my best friend with me through it all. Being a Beta wasn’t just something I wanted to do fo
Leia’s pov “Why did I have to meet these people? You should really choose better friends. Those teenage boys seemed fine, but they’re like fourteen and you are too old to hang out with them. Kate barely talked to me, well, she barely talks at all and Sierra was focused on everyone else but me. But then Asher, wow. I can’t believe he’s going to be the next Alpha. What a horrible person.” Mark said on our drive back. “We all grew up together and you know how Kate is. I told you, she gets very in her head around people and then she just shuts down. We all missed Asher and wanted to get together and they thought it was a perfect opportunity to meet you. And Asher is just Asher, he’ll grown on you, -“ Mark sighed, “I’m starting to see the reason why Kate barely talks. She probably can’t get a word in.” I looked down. “I’m only kidding, babe. Can’t you take a joke?” I wish today had gone better. Fuck, I wish I didn’t bring Mark honestly. I could have been able to talk with everyone and
Asher’s pov I wasn’t even gone one minute and my phone rang. “You can’t fucking tell anyone and you can’t hurt Mark.” Leia said. “The hell I won’t. He hurt you, Leia. He can’t get away with it.” I growled. “I’ll fucking handle it, Asher.” Leia said firmly. “And how will you handle that, princess?” “I’ll tell him if he hurts me again, I’ll dump his ass. I know for sure this was a mistake. You know how werewolves are. For fucks sake, how many time did you beat someone up when you were angry. He just wanted me to stay.” Leia said, dismissing the whole thing as if it was nothing. “I would never hurt someone I claimed to love. I would never hurt you.” “There are more ways than one to hurt someone, Ash.” Leia said softly. “Just promise me you won’t hurt him.” She added. “I can’t promise that,” I was already on my way to his friends place. “If you hurt Mark I will hate you for it. I don’t want to fucking hate you, but I’m asking you nicely. I’ll handle it and it will be fine. Eithe
Kate’s pov Asher really messed up, but I understood why he did it. I might have beaten up Mark too. But I didn’t have me wolf yet, so it would have been at least a bit more fair. Mark probably barely trained, so I would beat him easily. I wondered why Leia let herself get hurt. O no, I shouldn’t think that. That’s something you shouldn’t say or think when someone hurt their boyfriend or girlfriend. Leia was probably too shocked to do anything. She trained with me and despite being a half blood, she was actually a good fighter. But she hardly fought in real life, letting me or Asher fight with kids for her. I felt bad for not being there for Leia. She said they fought often, but was this something that happened more often? Surely not? What happened anyway, my brain was going crazy imagining their fights. When I arrived at school Leia was there and hugged me tightly. I secretly looked to see if she was still hurt, but her face had either already healed or she wore enough make-up to c
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;