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Seventy-two: Mia Crescent
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The Lost Alpha Heir Seventy-three: Mason Crescent
Seventy-three:Mason Crescent The fight had been brutal. Not everyone had survived. The hunters were dead. Oliver was dead. Barrett, who had been a traitor the whole time, was dead. We were in one of the witches homes. Valentina had ended up getting burned alive. She was dead. Turned to ash. Edwina was almost drained of her power. My wife, my precious Mia, was hanging from a thread. She lay on one of the beds in the guest room of one of the high priestesses of the coven. I didn’t even know the woman’s name. All I could focus was that Mia was near death. It seemed that the rumors of mates dying when the other died were just that. Rumors. But when she was weak, I could feel it. I was struggling to even bring myself to her side. “Brother,” said Cole, “are you alright?” I reached out and I grasped my wife’s hand as though simply by touching her that I would be able to gain some of her strength. Or maybe ma
The Lost Alpha Heir Seventy-four: Mia Crescent
Seventy-four:Mia Crescent Somehow, I had survived the fight. Mason took me back to New York. Valentina was dead. My uncle was dead. My brother was dead. And Edwina had nearly died in the process, but she had managed to survive somehow. There was also something strange that had passed between her and Cole that I couldn’t explain. One day, back in New York when Harper and I had been reunited, I had been having lunch with her in the big kitchen as Mason was off working on something pack related for me. I heard fighting coming down the stairs. “We’re not talking about this,” Edwina hissed. “We have to,” this came from Cole. The two of them came into the kitchen. They didn’t even notice me and Harper sitting inn the kitchen together as they talked. “It was stupid!” Edwina shouted. “I made a mistake. That’s it. We’re not going to do anything. It’s wrong.” “Look, you’re from the same world as me,” said Cole
The Lost Alpha Heir One: Mia Conner
One Mia Conner Pregnant. I stare down at the pregnancy test before me, shocked. I wasn't someone that slept around. I'd had a fling once, on vacation, and now my entire life had changed because of one small mistake. I didn't remember the guy's name. I'd been drunk. We both had. All that I remembered about him was that he had a crescent moon for a tattoo. I couldn't believe that I'd wound up like this. "Mia, are you okay?" someone asked. I wrapped the pregnancy test in toilet paper and then I slipped it into my purse. I pushed the door open, and was surprised to see my best friend Brooklyn standing there. Brooklyn was a tall, skinny brunette girl who worked for Crescent Industries, a tech company that made apps for hospitals. She was a programmer and could usually be found behind a computer. She'd been hired by them right out of college. Of course, it had helped that her brother, Mason Crescent, owned the company. But Brooklyn was working on creating her own app so she could go
The Lost Alpha Heir Two: Mason Crescent
Two Mason Crescent "I don't think it's a good idea." My younger sister Brooklyn was a tiny, blond thing but you wouldn't know it by looking at her right then. At that moment, her blue eyes were blazing at me with fury. "Why not?" Brooklyn demanded. "You know Mia. She's my best friend. She's extremely capable and she---" "I've offered her the job before," I said, "she wouldn't take it. She said she'd rather get run over by a bus then work for me. What could have possibly changed since the last time that I asked?" Brooklyn grinned. "She's pregnant." I stilled at her words. "Pregnant?" Brooklyn nodded. "She thinks it happened at Meredith's bachelorette party. You know, in Vegas? And the two of you disappeared and well…" I knew what the and well was. Because I hadn't told Brooklyn why I had been so hard on her little friend ever since I met her. Once I told her the truth, that would completely change their dynamic. But if Mia was pregnant, the child was definitely mine. Because w
The Lost Alpha Heir Three: Mia Conner: Three Years Later
Three Mia Conner Three years later The culinary fellowship had been a gift. I didn't even remember applying for it, but after I got pregnant with my daughter, things had been so busy that sometimes I didn't even remember my own name. It was in California, and I took my daughter and moved to a small suburb there called Delta. I worked at their small, community college and taught pastry making. I'd started out as an assistant, but after graduating with my masters, I'd gotten the teaching position. Today was my last day in the program though. Even with a three-year-old, I'd still managed to save up enough money for my bakery. Within the last few months, I'd bought a place, and I had enough money to finally start working on it. Things would be tight for a while, but once I had the shop, I would finally be my own boss. "We're going to miss you!" my co-worker, Stacy, said. She was one of the other faculty members on the staff. She taught hospitality management. She hugged me tightly, a
The Lost Alpha Heir Four: Mason Crescent
Four Mason Crescent "What are you doing?" I demanded. I stormed into my sister's office the minute he had seen the e-mail about the new hire. Rachel Conner was Mia Conners aunt. And, according to the company wide e-mail my sister had just sent, she was also going to be the new secretary working for me. Brooklyn smiled. "I'm helping out family." I glared at her. Inside, my wolf was pacing, and it howled with anger. Whenever it did that, my eyes blazed yellow and Brooklyn must have seen it. Her eyes blazed yellow too as if in response. "Don't take that attitude with me. Mason, Mia is your mate, and you've stayed away from her long enough. Harper's your daughter. You deserve to be happy and I don't want to see you die because you're too stubborn to be with her. Rejecting her is making you weak. You need to embrace happiness." I clenched my jaw. "She'll get killed." "You don't know that," said Mia, "the world isn't the same place that it was years ago. Everyone knows that our family
The Lost Alpha Heir Five: Mia Conner
Five Mia Conner For the first time in my life, I didn't have anyone to answer to. I woke up early, had breakfast with my daughter, and I took her to pre-school. I then had to pick some things up for the bakery and by the time that I was done with everything, it was already lunch time. I went to a restaurant nearby and I got a sandwich and some lemonade to drink. I was sitting on one of the outdoor tables when a shadow fell over me. "Mia Conner?" a voice said. I looked up, and was surprised to see Sullivan Carina in front of me. Sullivan was one of the werewolves that had announced themselves to the world in recent years. We'd gone to college together. He was around my age, twenty-something. He was tall, with blond hair, and blue eyes. "Oh my god! Hi." I got up and gave him a hug. "What were you doing there?" "My family is opening a new branch of their company here. I was sent to help oversee the California branch." I smiled. "That's amazing, I'm so happy for you." "Than
The Lost Alpha Heir Six: Mason Crescent
Six Mason Crescent "---and you know, Mia's daughter is just the cutest. Harper? She's three, but she's already super smart for her age." Rachel Conner had been rambling since she started her first day. The woman was nice enough. Mason remembered that about her. But he hadn't remembered how chatty she was. The last thing he wanted to deal with was her talking all day, especially about Mia. Since he had decided not to be with Mia, he had been losing his strength that came with being a werewolf. He also couldn't shift anymore. But his werewolf was still there, just tired and unable to be the fearsome thing that he once was when he still had the title of Alpha. "Rachel, that's all very interesting, but I do actually have a meeting that I have to get to." "Oh," said Rachel, "that's fine. Actually---" her cell phone rang, and Mason winced. "Oh, hi, Mia. Yeah, the job is going great. I'm actually here with Mason right now. Do you want to sa
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The Lost Alpha Heir Seventy-four: Mia Crescent
Seventy-four:Mia Crescent Somehow, I had survived the fight. Mason took me back to New York. Valentina was dead. My uncle was dead. My brother was dead. And Edwina had nearly died in the process, but she had managed to survive somehow. There was also something strange that had passed between her and Cole that I couldn’t explain. One day, back in New York when Harper and I had been reunited, I had been having lunch with her in the big kitchen as Mason was off working on something pack related for me. I heard fighting coming down the stairs. “We’re not talking about this,” Edwina hissed. “We have to,” this came from Cole. The two of them came into the kitchen. They didn’t even notice me and Harper sitting inn the kitchen together as they talked. “It was stupid!” Edwina shouted. “I made a mistake. That’s it. We’re not going to do anything. It’s wrong.” “Look, you’re from the same world as me,” said Cole
The Lost Alpha Heir Seventy-three: Mason Crescent
Seventy-three:Mason Crescent The fight had been brutal. Not everyone had survived. The hunters were dead. Oliver was dead. Barrett, who had been a traitor the whole time, was dead. We were in one of the witches homes. Valentina had ended up getting burned alive. She was dead. Turned to ash. Edwina was almost drained of her power. My wife, my precious Mia, was hanging from a thread. She lay on one of the beds in the guest room of one of the high priestesses of the coven. I didn’t even know the woman’s name. All I could focus was that Mia was near death. It seemed that the rumors of mates dying when the other died were just that. Rumors. But when she was weak, I could feel it. I was struggling to even bring myself to her side. “Brother,” said Cole, “are you alright?” I reached out and I grasped my wife’s hand as though simply by touching her that I would be able to gain some of her strength. Or maybe ma
The Lost Alpha Heir Seventy-two: Mia Crescent
Seventy-two:Mia Crescent It happened the same way it happened with Stacy. My wolf sensed the danger before I saw it. The hunters had known exactly where we were, but judging by the look on Valentina and Edwina’s faces, neither of them had planned on the hunters finding us. I didn’t know how that had happened. Someone had to have betrayed us. Then, through the crowd, I saw someone coming forward. My uncle, Barrett. He was holding something in his hands. Edwina let out a scream. “Oliver!” her wail echoed through the desert. “You know, Mia, I think you’re a bit too trusting. I don’t think that’s going to make for a good leader. So, I think I’m going to have to destroy you and your whole family. Because you weren’t even raised as a werewolf. You thought you were a fucking human for most of your life. You had no idea that you were even being watched by some of the deadliest people on the planet for most of your life.
The Lost Alpha Heir Seventy-one: Mason Crescent
Seventy-one:Mason Crescent I wanted to trust Mia. And I did. But it wasn’t Mia that I had the problem with. It was Valentina. Valentina was notoriously power hungry. As we followed her and Edwina to wherever they were taking us, I kept on thinking of Camden, lying there, dead. It was the hunters that were responsible. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something worse coming. “Are you alright?” Mia asked. “You’ve been quiet this whole time.” I shook my head. “It’s nothing.” “Your eyes are glowing and you are clenching your jaw,” Mia told me, “There’s something going on in that head of yours. Why don’t you tell me what’s going on?” “I’m keeping my mouth shut,” I told her, “Because if I say something, you’re going to get pissed at me. I don’t want you pissed at me. I know you’re trying to be an Alpha. I want this to work for you. But I don’t trust Valentina. I know how her mind works.” Mia sn
The Lost Alpha Heir Seventy: Mia Crescent
SeventyMia Crescent I knew the minute that Mason arrived. I could feel him. Stacy was unconscious and tied to a chair. Without thinking, I left her alone and ran from the bakery down the stairs to the front where Mason had only just gotten out of his truck. “Mason!” I called out. He ran to me, picked me up, and twirled me around in his arms as he kissed me. I could only feel him. There was someone coughing behind us and Mason quickly put us down. I glanced over at Cole and couldn’t help but be sheepish. “Sorry Cole,” I apologized. Cole rolled his eyes. “It’s fine. But you know, we’re kind of in a life-or-death situation here. You’re the ones that have a daughter that you would like to reunite with. We should probably focus on taking out the bad guy’s thing first.” Mason smirked. “Don’t worry, brother. We know exactly what we need to do. Where’s the girl?” “In my apartment,” I told him. “Come on,” he s
The Lost Alpha Heir Sixty-Nine: Mason Crescent
Sixty-nine: Mason Crescent There were two, beat up men in the back of the truck Cole and I had driven down. Hunters that had tried to take us out. Mia had already been attacked by another one, a woman that she’d known back in California. “If you grip that steering wheel any harder, you’re going to break it,” Cole warned. “They were right fucking there!” I hissed, slamming my hand against the center console as I drove. “I stayed away from Mia and Harper to make sure that they were safe. The whole time, they were in danger. I fucking wasted time that I could have been with my wife and daughter, Cole. And I didn’t even know Mia was my wife until recently.” Cole coughed. “That’s my fault. I’m sorry. Cal and I shouldn’t have interfered. We just wanted you happy and you were being so stubborn about the whole Mia thing because you thought she was human…” “I didn’t trust her,” I said, “I should have. I should have known t
The Lost Alpha Heir Sixty-eight: Mia Crescent
Sixty-eight: Mia Crescent In the movies, the plan would have gone fast. Because this wasn’t a movie, it took time. Days. Days of being by myself, days of trying to act like everything was normal. The café was finished so I mostly had to order supplies and look into hiring people. I had to wait and pretend that I was clueless to everything. I missed Harper. I missed my husband. I was tired of everything being constant danger. I wanted to be safe. But it wasn’t easy to draw darkness out when you were looking for it. It was much easier for darkness to strike when you weren’t looking. I kept on wanting to call Mason, but I couldn’t. I had to wait until the Hunters came for me. I busied myself with the bakery, and pretending to be back to normal to everyone that knew me from before. But it was almost impossible. I kept looking over my shoulder every time my back was turned e
The Lost Alpha Heir Sixty-seven: Mason Crescent
Sixty-seven:Mason Crescent First, I contacted the other wolfpacks. I let them know that I had reunited with Mia and that she had run away. I made no mention of her being a Luna. I did mention the hunters that had been coming after our packs. After, I started “searching” on my own for her. I went out on runs in my wolf fun. I got closer and closer to where she was. California. The place that she had originally wanted to call her home. With each step of our plan getting closer, I found myself worrying. It was the same worry that I had had since the beginning. That Mia wouldn’t want to be with me if she knew the truth. Only now, that worry had changed to what would happen if Mia got back to California and wanted her old life before me? One that wasn’t complicated by werewolves and magic and me. “You okay?” Cole asked. We weren’t in our wolf form. We had reached Las Vegas just by shifting and running. But now, we were in our human clothes,
The Lost Alpha Heir Sixty-six: Mia Crescent
Sixty-six Mia Crescent I took a picture of myself at the airport. I posted it onto social media. Connected with some college friends this weekend. Going home. Never thought I would see Mason Crescent again. Blast from the past! The second was of a picture of Mason and me. Edwina had a theory that the hunters were tracking mates through magic and social media. Rachel had been a snake in the grass so I had no idea what kind of tracking devices might have been in my home or in my bakery. When I got back to my home, I was stunned to find that the restaurant was completely finished. The contractors had continued working in my absence. Life hadn’t just stopped in the midst of me finding out who I really was. It hadn’t been that long, yet it felt like it was a million light years away. “Home sweet home,” I muttered to myself as I stepped in. I had had this place built with the hope that it would be my foreve
