PrologueThey say life is what you make it. That if you work hard enough and long enough, you'll be able to achieve your goals and dreams. Become the thing you have worked so hard to become.But I've come to the conclusion that whoever 'they' are. They're full of shit. Some may call me a bitter person who needs to learn how to look at the brighter things in life, but I call myself a realist. Fate is a cruel bitch, and she really likes to mess with you when you're flying high. You can work as hard as you want for something and have goals and dreams. But when she decides to come knocking, it's game fucking over. Now I wasn't always like this. I didn't always see the world as a mix of blurred lines filled with more takes than gives. But when your mate, the one person who is supposed to heal your soul and be excited to have you in their life, walks past you with a look of disdain etched on their face leaving you in a room full of people high and dry as they high tail it out there. Acti
Chapter 1 - Possibilities *Four months ago*PenelopeI stared at the target, loaded gun firmly clasped in my hand. My forefinger lightly pressed the trigger. I took a deep breath in through my nose, slowly letting it out through my mouth. I pulled the trigger, the bullet leaving the chamber shaking my hand as I shot at the target. I did it repeatedly until my gun clicked, and the chamber rang empty. I pushed the red button, moving the target towards me as I took off my goggles and earmuffs. The paper target stopped in front of me. A low whistle sounded behind me, and I smirked as I turned to find Devon Owens standing behind me. He gave me an approved look before his dark brown eyes filled with that cocky look he always gave everyone. His black hair was cropped short and pushed back."Almost a perfect shot. Too bad, it's a one-off." I scoffed. "As if Owens. You know I'm going to graduate at the top of our class. So don't project your insecurities on me." The corner of his mouth tip
Chapter 2 - Drowning"Okay, so why are we arriving so late again?" I asked Reyna as we stepped into the portal that brought us to my cousin's home. It was insane to think that Balor, the savage cutthroat Alpha of the Bloodstone pack, was also a damn prince in the fae realm. A lot of things have happened in the last eight years. Good and bad, but probably the worst of it was losing both my aunt and my uncle in the span of a year. My mother was wrecked about it. She loved my aunt Athena like a sister, but it was the loss of my uncle that broke her the most. He chose to go so he could be with my aunt in Valhalla, a world where the gods and warriors who died in battle went once they passed. But it didn't mean it hurt any less losing him. Reyna rolled her eyes as she held onto her daughter, Cecilia. She was the cutest little thing, and I couldn't wait to spoil her rotten. "You know Balor, hes always so cryptic with his visions. He just told me we had to arrive after his meeting, so we d
Chapter 3 - Pressure Garren It had been a while since I had last visited Ramiro. It was my safe haven, a home away from home, when the chaos and the pressure of the crown became too much. I always find something to keep my hands and mind busy while here. Whether it be helping fix up old buildings or spending time with the younger children and showing them some cool tricks to try with their dragons. But now it felt like no matter what I did; I couldn't find a good enough distraction. My mind always kept returning to her. Her green eyes filled every corner of my mind. Why her? Why did it have to be her that I was mated to? A werewolf with no magical background or royal lineage. I had waited so long for a mate, an equal, and this was what I was gifted. I was a fair male; I always gave everyone the benefit of the doubt. I always let people have a chance to show their strengths and loyalties. But with her, it was different. It was impossible because no matter how much I wanted to be
Chapter 4 - Guts I made my way to Caspian as fast as possible, not holding back as I let Ophir take control. Even though he refused to talk to me, he still knew he had a duty to uphold. We landed with a large thud on top of the castle before I shifted back into my human form. I pulled on a pair of breeches and a black tunic. "Sire, he is in your study. I tried to take him to the throne room, but he refused sheering there himself," Gregory said, his voice slightly higher as panic set in. I grunted as I moved past him, making my way down the iron stairs. "Gregory," I said in warning. "Sorry, Si- Garren. I panicked. I have never met someone so rash before." I rolled my shoulders as we hit the last step making my way into the main corridor of the castle. My body still stiff from the fast shift. "Balor Bloodstone is as bullheaded and entitled as they come, Gregory. It comes from his time in the human realm; he apparently isn't immune to their... Charm." I explained. Gregory swallowe
Chapter 5 - NumbPenelopeI had never gotten drunk before, not just because I was a werewolf, and it took two times the amount of alcohol to get drunk than a human. But because I never had the urge to, but tonight I felt like I needed to. Hilary had suggested that we go out drinking since we had the weekend off, and since I had an all-access pass to my cousin's bars and clubs, I was the perfect wingman for her crazy charades of finding her next dick. I was planning to lie and tell her I had plans, but we both knew said plans were really just me eating an entire tub of ice cream and watching reruns of Gilmore Girls while I spiralled further into self-pity. But I took a look at my reflection on my phone and hated what I saw. The girl who was once so full of life and joy was nowhere to be found; staring back at me was a sad excuse of a female, and I decided I didn't want to live like this anymore. So I swallowed the lump in my throat and plastered on my best smile, and agreed to go out
Chapter 6 - DeathGarren"Are you sure about this, Ren?" Mildred asked one last time as I stood in front of the portal that would lead me into the human realm. The portal we used for transporting magically enhanced medicine to Justine to help her cure the sick humans of her world. I adjusted the black tunic Justine had given me along with the uncomfortable pants humans called jeans and a pair of black combat boots. I had tied my hair back, leaving my scar on full display. I knew no amount of glamour would hide my large stature or the ruggedness that came with being a dragon shifter, and frankly, I wouldn't be in the human realm long enough to really draw that much attention.Or so I hoped.I looked over at one of my best warriors, giving her a stiff nod. "I don't have much of choice in the matter, Mildred." Her grey eyes swirled with gold as her dragon showed its presence. A look of understanding filling them. Only Mildred, Hunter and Cordelia now knew the truth as to why I had bee
Chapter 7 - Forgiveness PenelopeIt was like I was stuck in a fog, my mind so full of cobwebs that I had to fight to find my consciousness. The world was like a haze as I slowly peeled my eyes open. The sunlight that streamed through the curtains felt like shards of glass against my eyes.My head pounded like a herd of horses, and my mouth was dry, leaving behind a foul taste whenever I tried to swallow. It took me a minute to take in my surroundings, from the dark-painted walls to the hardwood flooring. My eyes scanned every part of the room. Recognition slowly came to me as my mind processed that I was awake and not trapped in the nightmare that kept replaying in my head. My heart slowed in my chest as I looked around Balor's guest bedroom. A room I had spent a lot of my time in when I first joined the police academy. I let out a deep breath as I slowly sat up, not wanting to make my headache worse. I raised my hand to my forehead, trying to remember what had happened last night