Libby is in hiding. Keen to put as much distance between those that have lied to her, she has made a new life for herself tucked away on a working farm. Ashamed by how she ran out on her family in their moment of need, Libby has managed a new start and made friends that also have their own reasons for being in a remote location. Libby finally feels safe but a friend isn’t as they seem, and was sent by her own brother, the Alpha King, to track her down. One thing that Libby refuses to accept is that she is a human-werewolf hybrid and already has a mate. A mate she struggles to recognise due to her own personal struggles with accepting her true identity. Unaware of the death of her own father, her family aren’t the only ones now looking for her and it is now a race against time to find her first. She may be living life as a rogue in a remote farm, but one thing she also keeps secret is she is an heiress to a multimillion human empire..all she needs to do is find the inner strength to claim it back.
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How can my caravan have so much condensation in one night.All I do is breathe.It’s not as if I am having wild rampant sex in it all night.Although, I do often dream of a certain somebody licking me all over. Which then results in me waking in the early hours covered in sweat and a prolonged unsatisfied need that doesn’t leave me until mid morning. But it means I did wake up cold.Thankfully, I had a good night sleep last night, no dreaming of a certain male who I promised myself I would never think about again.What would be the point.That was my past life.As I make myself a morning cup of coffee, I push open my caravan door desperate to let fresh air circulate on this early spring morning. It was 5am and the sun still seemed hours away from rising and overpowering the soft moon’s glow.It was dark, cold and silent...just how I liked it.I was already wrapped in 4 layers of clothing, it was still cold in the mornings but nothing compared to the freezing nights of mid winter.Only a few nights ago I had stopped sleeping in my dressing gown, which acted as a useful extra layer just to help me drift off.Having only a pathetic fan heater to keep me warm in the snowy weather this winter, it was a struggle to get into bed at night knowing just how cold it would be when it came to getting out of bed the following morning.Today is Sunday, my day off, but with the farming couple away it was my turn to feed the animals at dawn.Once I finish my coffee, I head into the small compact bathroom to prepare for the day.Feeling refreshed, I place my woolly hat on mentally preparing myself for being out in the cold morning air.I’ve already heard the kettle boil again so that I can make a hot water bottle to keep in my coat. Honestly, I’ve never been so cold in all my life.Fixing my hat in the mirror, the young woman looking back at me is a complete contrast to the one that used to be my reflection only 6 months ago.Gone is the brown dyed hair, my blonde locks returning in their full vibrancy. I have no need to hide my natural hair colour anymore, there aren’t any cameras watching me here.No chance of being spied on in the remote farm fields I now call my home.Just how I wanted it.Every morning as a ritual I check my phone. It is old, not a modern phone with a camera or the ability of internet...I only use it to make calls and send text messages.That is all.I can’t be traced using it, and that’s why it is perfect for me. The only downside to using such an old phone is that I struggle to find places to top it up. Often having to go to a traditional newsagents in the local town when necessary.I check it daily for news from my Father.Still nothing, this is the longest we have gone without speaking.He was angry at me and I at him, but he was still my father. He was there for me when Mother died suddenly, I was only 12 years old.No matter what has passed between us, we still shared a loving bond.I head out of the bathroom into the narrow walkway as an odd sensation takes over me, my body doubling over in pain.I grip onto the sides of the corridor plastic-like walls, a stabbing pain in my stomach so immense I want to scream out.I know exactly what it is, and it isn’t the first time…Finding the willpower, I move myself to my backpack which is always packed, always ready to go, and stored under the kitchen sink.I keep it stored safely yet easily accessible, in case I need to leave at any moment.Nothing for me is permanent still, I don’t think it ever will be again.That’s okay, I can live with that. I’m not the same person since Mum died when I was 12. I’m not the same person since I came here over 6 months ago.Searching through my backpack, I find the small pot, my heart sinking when I notice it is empty.How can that be?I thought I had more….I search throughout my bag, throwing items of clothing out of my way, moving cash aside to reach the bottom. Praying internally that some had fallen to the very bottom…nothing.Shit.“I need more...” I hastily text out to the number on my mobile phone, hoping to get more by the end of the day. It was early to send a text but I was too desperate to wait.A knock on the door has me automatically locking my phone and placing it in my coat pocket.I had done quite well so far to remain off radar.But I did curse myself when the farmer asked for my name on the first day and I gave it to him, not thinking to use an alias. But in the 6 months of being here, hardly anybody has ventured this way and only humans tend to the lands.The caravan door opens, impatient as always he doesn’t even wait for me to answer it. Knowing him he was probably hoping to snuggle into bed and wake me up, it wouldn’t be the first time.He walks in as if he also lives in this caravan and doesn’t have his own allocated spot. Always one to not read his social surroundings, or if he does, he just doesn’t care.I’ve gotten used to his ways now and laugh off his odd behaviour“What are you doing here?” I ask giving him a pointed look.His dark brown eyes take on a devious lustful look as he takes a step towards me.“I thought you might need warming up.”“That’s what coffee is for..” I take a sip of my coffee before hurriedly placing my backpack’s contents away, unable to worry about how unorganised the contents are right now. I’ll have to sort it later, hopefully once I have some more time.Throwing my scarf on and placing my hot water bottle into my coat, I purposely walk Anwir out of my caravan.He was a close friend but I wasn’t stupid.Not only was he drop dead gorgeous, but he had a bad boy streak to him and I didn’t trust myself to be in close proximity with him, especially with the caravan already steaming up.There has already been a few close calls when alcohol is involved.Men weren’t on my radar right now, and Anwir had something about him. Always looking at me intensely.“I said I would happily keep you warm...”“And I told you none of that. I’m not into men at the moment.” Or boys, Anwir was definitely younger than me, I would bet my week’s wages on it. But he did possess a confidence older than his years.“I don’t believe you, I just think you need time to appreciate my charms.”“Oh believe me I appreciate them, I just don’t fall for them.”Anwir was one of my best friends here on the farm, as well as Ben and Beth. We spent every day together, Ben and Beth arriving only a few weeks before me.Anwir arriving a week after me.We eat all our meals together, work on the farm together, even enter the local town on our days off together....only being apart to sleep. Which is something Anwir often comments on.He knows better than to wind Beth up. She’s only 14 and I am therefore the only one that can handle Anwir’s pent up sexual frustration.I don’t know if it is because I am alone, but Anwir always makes a point of helping me when I am on roster to feed the animals.He never offers to help anybody else, and Ben often takes Beth’s shift to let her rest. The work is hardcore, tough and heavy going...she did well to keep up.The farming couple are away at the moment, the main house empty meaning we can’t access it for our meals. Resorting to using a campfire to heat up our meals, which is a pain staking task.Returning to the main camping site after feeding the animals, we find some of the other workers already awake, huddled around their own fire...whilst Ben was lighting our own.“I’m only reheating last night’s sausages and baked beans for breakfast....I can get some bread and cheese in town later if you want?” Ben smiles up at me, his smile not always extending to Anwir..there was a hidden male toxicity between the two of them.They tolerate each other and sort of get along...but I have no doubt, if I left tomorrow...they wouldn’t make an effort with one another.Ben was maybe 18 or 19, a similar age to me, we didn’t share a lot of actual facts with one another.I think as we all were working for cash in hand on a farm, living in onsite accommodation spoke volumes…we were all hiding from something.Ben was strong in character to argue against Anwir, he didn’t back down easily when Anwir was on one. Hence their power struggle type relationship.“Sounds great, I’ll come with you. I need to top my phone up.”“Why do you use that old phone? Why not join us in the modern century...it’s not the middle ages any more.” Anwir teasingly pulls out his own phone and flashes its top of the range design to me.“I have my reasons.”“Great, I’ll round Beth up and we can leave when ready.” Ben manages to light the fire, placing the pot on top.“Anwir, are you coming?” I check, he sometimes had other plans and she was currently looking this way.“Of course he is...” Ben quips.“Meaning?” Anwir scoffs, taking a seat next to me on an old log.“If Libby asked you to jump, you’d ask how high.”“I’m not whipped, are you saying I’m whipped?”“Perhaps.” Ben shrugs enjoying the way he is winding up Anwir.“I’d happily be whipped for sex, but until Lib here gives me the goods...I’m sticking to my usual tactics.” His eyes hungrily flash over to the group of other workers, all of them not speaking the same language as us...they must have arrived illegally and found work quickly.Naughty of the farming couple, but I’m the last to complain...it’s keeping me well hidden. The moment the illegals are found, I’ll be grabbing that backpack and moving on.I roll my eyes as Anwir walks over to his regularly fling...his “usual tactics” had continued to watch us.A pretty young woman with deep dark brown hair and a heavy fringe.She often gives me the evils, thinking I am trying to compete for his attention.I don’t know how he does it, but he speaks in their language. Making all the females giggle and blush. Except for Anwir, they keep to themselves as do we.Once Ben returns with Beth, Anwir rejoins us as I start plating out our food. We talk amongst ourselves, eating our meal, until Anwir feels the need to place an arm around me, pulling me close to him. His movement doesn’t go unnoticed by Ben, his eyes now glaring at Anwir.“What? She’s cold…she should be warmer. Always cold…”“I’ve only just finished defrosting the pig’s water trough, of course I’m cold.” I retort annoyed at his closeness but secretly enjoying his warmth. Anwir usually ran at a cold temperature, so if he was warm…damn I must be freezing.“Shall we meet back here in an hour?” Ben suggests as he puts out the fire, he and Beth having finished their breakfast.“Sounds good I just…” My mobile phone vibrates in my coat pocket.I manage to read it, standing up in the process to keep my privacy from Anwir. He was still that close to me.“Meet me at the usual place, 12noon.”Relief floods through me as I read the text message, checking the current time.“Somethings come up that I need to check on, I’ll have to give it a miss.”Libby POV “Libby.” The female shrieks in fear as she is almost thrown to the ground by Dane. I spin my body around Pierce in an attempt to see my attacker for myself, when I finally recognise the face…“Wait…Dane, stop…” I desperately cry out to Dane as his hands grip on to the woman too tightly, trying to yank her away from me..thinking she was a threat.I can see figures running towards us, running into the road…the Grey Howl pack warriors coming to our aid, but why…she was a lone woman. Then I see why, she hadn’t come alone. Males were running towards us, bodyguard types rushing to her aid. “I know her…Stop.” I growl out, a heavy sensation shooting out of me which is solely directed to Dane, which seems to freeze him in his tracks. “Release her!” I order out, the anger within me only intensifying as I can feel it roll off me, as if it was tangible. Whatever it is, it works. Dane releases the female immediately, her hands shaking as she places them to her mouth, trying to cal
Libby POV Mixed emotions kept swirling within the mate bond from Pierce, one minute he would be absolutely fine, the next anger would flash through him until he remembers I can feel him now through the bond, and he blocks it. He may not tell me what is going on, but I’m not the same female that arrived here. I was the luna now, and I could sense the discord running through the pack bond…aimed at one person and one person alone…Annabel. It was hard to ignore. On a more positive note, my wolf was getting stronger by the day, she was constantly chatting away. Even in my sleep, I wake up to find her singing…or worse, counting in my mind. I suppose she was making up for lost time. I was conscious that we haven’t shifted yet, that is something I know as the pack Luna cannot continue on for much longer. But there is something I need to do first, something I need to do for me. I need to return back to the apartment I lived in after Mum’s death, I need to find any paperwor
Libby POVDispleasure caused through me, the sensation of hatred and betrayal. Forcing its way into my dreams. At first I think it is the remainders of a nightmare that I had already forgotten about, but as I slowly sit up in bed…Pierce no longer by my side, I realise the nausea causing sensation of hatred wasn’t coming from me.But from Pierce.I move out of bed, searching for him in the dimly lit house…it was early morning and it would appear I was alone in this grand Alpha house. I move to the fridge in the kitchen, needing a coldwater to suppress that urge in my gut to vomit.Alone in this house, I follow the lights of the hallway, my eyes looking outside the window by the front door for any signs of movement. Was I expecting to find Pierce outside… Wherever he is, these emotions of his that were ploughing into me had me worried.I move again, this time finding myself in the alpha office…moving to sit at his desk. It smelt of him, the entire room, the entire alpha house for
Pierce POV I feel as if my eyes have only just closed before they are forced back open again. “Alpha!” Dane, my Beta’s voice pushes through to my mind, waking me from my sleep. “Alpha!” His voice hits me again. “I’m awake, what is it?” “You need to come to the southern border, come alone.” “Can it not wait until morning.” “I’m afraid not Alpha.” I cut the link, my eyes blinking open a few times…checking the time on my phone 2am. Shit, I’ve been asleep what two, three hours at the most. Libby stirs next to me as I slowly move my arm from under her, a smirk forming on my lips as she turns into me…chasing me even in her sleep. “I won’t be long.” I whisper out, placing a kiss on her lips…moving her blonde hair off her neck line to reveal a recent and still sore looking mate mark. The bond between us was complete, I had marked her as mine…and I was completely hers. Our bond has never been so strong. What I didn’t expect was for the possessive pull to become even
Libby POVGone is any sign of teasing, replacing playfulness with eyes full of a lustful predatory desire.His eyes remain on mine as he nibbles on me, his body moving on top of mine as his lips leave atrail of kisses in their wake. The pearliest of white teeth leaving little marks as his nips at my skin. My breathing quickens, my entire body tingles under his touch, I can even feel the hairs on my skin extending out…wanting more of him, needing more of him.My hands dig into the back of him, pulling him closer towards me, needing to feel his body ontop of me…my legs move to wrap around him. Holding him in a tight grip around his waist. He wouldn’t, but I wasn’t giving him a chance to pull away. A smirk escapes him from my movement, only for him to unwrap my legs, earning a pout from me which is soon replaced with a euphoric moan as a hand moves to my waistband, his fingers touching me at my lower core.I feel my head roll backwards, my back arch off the mattress as his fingers g
Pierce POVIt was late, my eyes were beyond tired from scoping the surrounding areas tonight. Something seemed uneasy with my wolf, he was on edge and I couldn’t rest until I had check each border point for myself.It’s almost as if he is expecting an attack imminently. I walk into the bedroom expecting Libby to already be asleep…but to my surprise she is wide wake, in bed and on my laptop.“You have training in the morning..”“I know but I just wanted to check something. Did you see the way Reuben’s eyes changed when he became moody. Something isn’t right.”“Libby.” I sigh out as I remove my clothes and place them on the chair, of course I noticed. Something hasn’t been right with Reuben for some time. I actually found my Dad’s old journals, in which he writes of his concerns of Odin in a similar manner. Towards the end of Dad’s life they were all but enemies but there was a time they were close friends, that they had each other’s backs. I just need to find out what changed. I k
Hello there, I offer my most sincere apology for the break in writing this book. I had to take time away from it due to a number of reasons, one being that the parent book had been plagiarised by another app and I struggled to find my flow back with the series. It’s hard when the characters and storyline you create is copied and sold elsewhere. GN have been so supportive on this matter but mentally, I needed to step away. I will finish this book, we have around 30 chapters to go and then I can decide if there is enough interest in me carrying on with the next book. Which would be Elspeth’s story jumping forward to the next generation. Thank you to those that have reached out to me with their concern and wanting to check in on updates - it has put a smile back on my face. Yours Ebony x
Libby POV “What did you do?” “Excuse me?” “With Angel, he slept for the rest of the night…I feel like a new woman.” Evelyn swoons over her cup of coffee, her body relaxing into the breakfast table chair. “Erm…” What do I say…that Anwir visited last night. Then as soon as he arrived he had gone. Come to think of it I don’t even know how he got past the guards. My eyes land on Pierce, his eyes more scrutinising than usual. Did he know…he must have felt someone cross the border last night. If he didn’t feel it, which as the alpha he would have, then his guards would have informed him. Why was he remaining silent like me. But Angel was happily settled in his father’s arms, something I had never seen before. Maybe what Anwir had done…actually worked. “Do you know what, I don’t want to know…it was probably just a fluke.” She sighs out, bending down to peek at her sleeping boy wrapped up in Reuben’s arms. The back of her hand strokes the top of Angel’s head before moving up to
Libby POV “Wine?” I offer out to Evelyn as we both tiptoe down the stairs, trying not to wake the children up who were too excited to sleep. It took some time, some very well manipulative head stroking on my part…but they were asleep. “I best not, I’ll be up there only in an hour to resettle Angel.” Evelyn sighs out. “I can do that, you should relax.” I’m determined to take no for an answer as we walk into the kitchen and I pull a cold bottle of sauvignon blanc out of the fridge. She watches me in silence, as I fetch two wine glasses and continue to pour the wine out. As I hand her a glass, a small smirk enters onto the corner of her lips.“What?” I ask out, thinking perhaps I did something wrong with the way I poured out the wine.“You seem different…”“Different?”“Good different…you seem like a luna.”“I wouldn’t go that far, but I am starting to feel settled here. Starting to feel at home.” I don’t think I’ve said that out loud yet, and as I do, it’s how I feel. “I’m pleased
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