So Kalen wants Alyssa to stay in his room? Ohhhh but someone clearly isn't happy. Who do you think it is?
***Author's Note: If you read this story before Nov. 4th, please go back and reread as it has been heavily edited and events have changed. Thank you***It’s Chelsie. She stood by the bed with a ceramic jar in her hand.It took me a minute to stop coughing, but I glared right back at her. “I was told this was where I was going to be staying from now on,” I snapped at her once I stopped coughing. Pulling my soaked clothes from my body, I stood up from the bed. It was as soaked as much as my clothes were.“Liar,” she growled at me and before I could say a word, she pulled back her hand and slapped me hard across the face.The force of it threw me back on the wet bed and I held my cheek, tasting blood in my mouth. I looked up at her with a glare. “I’m not--”“Shut up. I don’t want to see you in this room again. Do you hear me? I am the future luna of this group. I won’t tolerate you sneaking around, trying to seduce the alpha. Now get up, you lying lazy bitch. I have work for you to do.”C
More people showed up. The servants finally got their asses in gear and did their jobs. After they all made fun of me, I decided I wouldn’t lift a finger to help them now. Instead, I walked over to Sarah. “This looks amazing. How did you do it?”The preteen grinned. “Thanks, I got my friends to help.” Her expression turned serious. “I heard what you did for my brother. You talked him down, then you stepped in and kept the alpha from being too hard with him. So really, the thanks go to you.”My guilt surged up in me. “It was my fault,” I admitted. “I accidentally triggered his flashback.”“You can’t blame yourself for what you didn’t know,” Sara replied with a shrug. “Thomas doesn’t like to talk about what happened too much.”“Even so, I should’ve paid more attention. I should’ve realized what was going on and in the end, he got hurt.”“Alyssa, you have more bruises than he does,” she replied with a scoff. “And if that’s not good enough, you should know Thomas doesn’t blame you at all.”
The man smashed his lips against mine in a bruising kiss. Someone else grabbed my butt with the same punishing force, while another tried to rip off my shirt. Rage filled me and I grabbed a fist full of hair of the man kissing me, pulling him away from me. I kneed him in the groin before turning to punch another one of the men.Adrenaline pumped through my veins, making every inch of my body tingle with fight-or-flight energy. Another man lunged at me, his hands reaching out. “Come here you, bitch!”I sidestepped, twisting his arm and sending him stumbling off balance. I used the momentum to shove him hard, making him trip over his feet. The man I punched held his nose. “You said if we let the girl go…”“I’d show you everything? I will show you how I kick your ass,” I snapped, enjoying the surprise on their faces. They hadn’t expected me to fight back. I squared my stance, fists clenched, hoping maybe if I fought just enough, they’d figure I wasn’t worth the fight.One of them swore un
I couldn’t believe Sarah just asked me to marry Thomas, and that Kalen happened to walk into the room at that moment. I was really starting to think the goddess hated me.“Ah,” I said, not wanting to offend Sarah or give Kalen another reason to be angry with Thomas. “How about you leave the matchmaking to the adults, okay?”Sarah made a disgusted sound, then turned, noticing Kalen. “Oh, hi alpha,” she said, cheerfully and waving at him, then gave me a look like she was reminding me of my promise.“Oh, Alpha, you should know the one who decorated for the new moon party was none other than Sarah. She has a genuine talent for it. You should let her decorate more often,” I told him.Some of his anger diminished, replaced by some confusion, as Sarah beamed up at him. “Uhm, alright. I’ll see what I can do.”“Thanks,” she said, then raced up and gave me a hug.I sucked in a pained breath as a wave of pain raced through my side. “You’re welcome.” Sara started to leave, then she stopped. I saw
I sighed as I leaned against the back of the tub. The hot water did a lot for the aches and pains. Once the water grew cold, I got out. My ankle was still an ugly purple, black color, but I could walk on it without a limp now.I grabbed a change of clothes, smelling them to make sure they didn’t smell like the blonde idiot, before I put them on. In fact, they didn’t smell like anyone. These were new.I laid in the bed, feeling strange being in Kalen’s room, surrounded by his scent. What was he doing? Why the sudden kindness and how long was it going to last? I rolled over to my side and sighed. Only time will tell, I suppose. Exhaustion washed over me, and I fell asleep.I shot up, screaming out the name of my son. My chest rose and fell with my heavy breathing as the panic of seeing Carl hurting my son was still squeezing my heart. I blinked several times to recognize where I was. A nightmare… It was just another nightmare. Pulling the blankets aside, I noticed the other side wasn’t s
Nervous and hopeful energy flowed through me as we arrived at the lake-side resort that would serve as a neutral ground for the peace talks. I recognized several alphas, and some even recognized me. I tried not to duck my head, embarrassed, when they saw I was with Kalen. As much as I hated that this would make Carl’s claims against me seem more true, I cared more for peace than my reputation.Almost immediately after we went inside, I saw Carl and Lena. Rage filled me. My body shook. They saw me too. Lena laughed as they walked over to us. “Well, so the rogue didn’t kill you. Lucky you, I guess.”“Yes, lucky me, but not for you,” I said, taking a step towards them. It filled me with immense joy that Lena took a step back to stand behind Carl.Carl’s jaw clenched, and he glared at me. “Careful,” he sneered, his voice low. “You might want to watch that mouth of yours. You don’t know who you’re dealing with.”I felt a smirk tug at the corner of my mouth. “Oh, I know exactly who I’m deali
After the initial meeting with the lycan king, we went to check our rooms to ensure our luggage was there and then dressed for dinner. Tonight there would be a banquet, then tomorrow the talks would begin. I wanted to ask Kalen about the lycan king and the fact the lycan king seemed almost friendly to him. Yet, even a blind man could see the tension in him and I didn’t want to push him. Now wasn’t the time for questions.Instead, we dressed for dinner and went down to the banquet. Once more, our table was in some corner, but this time we had a tablecloth with some water bottles. Not long before the banquet began, the alphas began showing their true faces.I saw at least three alphas that had two or three lunas with them. The alpha of the Duskmire pack had two lunas, one feeding him and the other offering him drinks. I didn’t see him pick up his fork once.They all dressed in obviously expensive clothing. Some lunas had enough jewelry to fund an entire pack for a year, probably. Yet, de
The cold seemed to seep into my soul, but the surprise of Kalen tossing that woman into the lake and scaring off Lena filled me with a strange warmth. I hugged myself, shivering, and walked back to our room, when I gasped in surprise when Kalen picked me up in his arms. “I can walk.”“It’s cold out here and you’re soaked,” he said, not letting me go.“Fine,” I replied, instead of arguing because his body heat felt good against my chilled body and I also was feeling a little weak and dizzy.Kalen didn’t set me down until we were in the bathroom of our room. Once he set me down, he hurried to give me a change of clothes. “You need to get out of those wet clothes. Can you do it or do you…” he paused, and the air between us became awkward and charged.“I can do it,” I said in a rush, taking the clothes. He was being a lot kinder, but I didn’t want to complicate things more than they already were. Once Kalen closed the door, I peeled the damp clothes from my skin and dressed in the warm, dr
I walked over to the shattered remains of my necklace on the ground. “Caden,” I whispered as I fell to my knees in front of the pieces.“Who is Caden?” Kalen growled, kneeling next to me. There wasn’t a hint of regret in his face as he glared at me, the jealousy obvious in his face.Tears stung my eyes. “Our son. He was our son,” I told him, my voice cracking.Kalen’s eyes shot wide and his complexion went a shade whiter. “What?”I picked up a piece of glass from the pendant, a tear slipping down my cheek. “Shortly after you and father left for the war, I found out I was pregnant. I told Carl and asked for his help to find you. That’s when he told me about who you were, but I didn’t believe him,” I said, then glared at Kalen with bitterness. “I was sure something like that you would’ve told me.”Kalen didn’t say anything, and I continued with a sniff, tears stinging my eyes. “When I refused to believe it, he said it didn’t really matter. You were dead. Carl even faked a scout report
Once I couldn’t hear Kalen and James shouting at each other, I relaxed. I owed the rogue king for letting me leave. For a moment, I worried that he’d want to keep me there too. I walked through the trees of the forest, knowing more or less what direction I’m going. My father taught me how to find my way through the forest.I knew more or less the direction Kalen and I went to meet with the lycan king. He might know something about my father. That was who I needed now, my father. He would make all of this right, somehow. I know it. Dad could always make things right.I’d been walking for hours when I stopped and to take a small break. Setting my bag down, I took out a sandwich and ate it quietly, trying not to think about anything too hard. As I prepared to get up and continue, I heard a twig snap. When I looked in the direction of the sound, I saw three men walking towards me. All three were dirty and looked like they’d been out here for a long time. These men were probably deserters
Kalen“Oh, don’t you dare judge me,” I growled at my uncle. I couldn’t believe what he was doing. “Especially when you have no fucking idea what’s going on,” I told him. Where did he get off saying any of the crap he did? He knew nothing about Alyssa and me, or Chelsie, for that matter. In fact, I didn’t know why either he or father stuck their noses in my relationships. Neither of them mattered. All that mattered was Alyssa.I turned to reason with Alyssa, to explain to myself when I realized she wasn’t there. Panic slammed into me as I looked around. “Where’s Alyssa,” I said, ignoring James and my father. I didn’t see her anywhere.“Kalen,” my father said as I started to walk away from them, his tone sharp and serious. “Stop. She’s gone. Leave her be for now.”“For now? You don’t get it, Father. She’s leaving,” I growled at him, then before I could say anything I added, “And it’s your fault! You let her slip away!” I glared at my father, feeling my rage build. My wolf wanted out. He
I grabbed the duffle bag that was still in the corner. My tears stung my eyes and a few tears slipped down my cheeks as I set it on the bed. I wiped them off, angry they fell in the first place. I didn’t want to cry. Not for Kalen. Not again. I slung the strap on my shoulder and started to leave, then remembered the ring. I took it off and set it on the nightstand. If he was telling the truth about its history, then it didn’t belong to me, but Chelsie. The thought made my stomach churn.Taking paths that led me around the community instead of through it, I did my best to avoid everyone. I didn’t want to talk or explain myself. All I wanted was to leave and get as far away from here as I could. I was nearing the edge of town when I heard the voice of the very last person I wanted to talk to.“Alyssa, wait,” Kalen called after me. I
The next few days, I didn’t see much of Kalen. He seemed to always be in a meeting with someone. I usually kept myself busy in the kitchen and taking walks with Adelaide or Thomas and Sara. Today, however, I was walking alone until I ran into James. He seemed surprised to see me. “Hello, Little Luna. What are you still doing here?”Confused, I asked, “Why wouldn’t I be here?”“I didn’t think you’d want to stick around to see Kalen marry someone else.”“He’s not,” I told him as a matter of fact. This was Kalen’s uncle, so I don’t see the reason to hide that fact: the wedding wouldn’t be happening. “Kalen is going to break it off, tell everyone it was a misunderstanding.”“And when exactly did he say he was going to do this?” James asked, giving me a curious look.“A few days ago. Well, he said it would take time, but still doesn’t change the fact the wedding isn’t happening. Why?”His brow furrowed as he frowned. It was the first time I’d seen him with anything other than that smug smi
“Well, good news is that your heart seems to have only suffered minor damage from the poisonings and currently, your baby seems fine,” the doctor said as we finished up. “But I want you to take some precautions. I know you said you believe you were poisoned when you were in the lycan king’s peace talks, but until we can be sure, I don’t want you taking food from anyone outside the kitchen staff and I also want to do weekly blood draws.”Talking about this sent a chill through me and I nodded. “Of course, whatever you think is best.”“Good. Now I will see you here next week for a blood draw and two weeks after that, we’ll have our first prenatal visit.”Just hearing the word prenatal made my heart jump. I still couldn’t quite believe it. Pregnant. I was pregnant again. “Yeah, okay. See you then,” I said and left the doctor’s office. I took a roundabout way to the communal building to avoid Chelsie.Kalen had said it’d take time to untangle this wedding business, and I don’t think I cou
I stare at the sunlight streaming through the window, surprised and confused. Had I slept through the night? No nightmares? I sat up and rubbed my sleep numb face. For once, I felt rested and ready for the day. I heard Kalen yawn, wrapping his arm around me. He pulled me against him. “Good morning,” he said as he rested his chin on my shoulder.I leaned into his touch and close my eyes, just wanting to live in this moment. “Morning, Kalen.”As if he could read my thoughts, Kalen whispered, “I want every day to be like this, Alyssa. Just you and me.”“It can be. We can be like this every day,” I told him. “But only after you talk to your dad, Cheslie, and whoever about this wedding.” I can’t help the bitterness in my voice as I mention his wedding with the blonde idiot.“Yeah, I know,” he said. His expression seemed to mirror my thoughts on the idea of him marrying her. It settled some of the uneasiness inside me. “However, her dad is a big supporter of my fathers. It’s going to take m
Kalen“Father, what are you doing here?” I asked as I walked into my office. Jack had told me he came, but I hoped my beta was wrong. The idea of my father being here made me nervous, especially after nearly losing it. If Alyssa hadn’t been there…I didn’t even want to think what might have happened.“Can’t a father check up on his son?” The king said, leaning back in my chair, sitting at my desk as if he owned the place.“We’re in the middle of a war, right after a failed attempt at peace. I’d assume you’d have other things to do besides pay me a visit,” I told him, crossing my arms over my chest.My father sighed and sat up. “Look, Kalen, I’ve been hearing some things and I’m not sure what to make of them.”A jolt of panic rushed through me, but I fought it down. Clenching my jaw, I took a moment to master myself. “You came all the way here for rumors?”“Are they rumors?” Father asked, leaning forward to look at me. “Why is the Crimson Fang Luna here? Why did you take her to the peac
I hurried away from Kalen as fast as I could, without it looking like I was running from him. Once I was calmer and had a better control over my emotions, I would talk to him. Right now, I needed space and something to do. I knew the perfect place to go to help me think and do something — the kitchen.The chef was an older, lithe man who lit up as soon as I offered to help. “Ah, wonderful! Alyssa, you are a lifesaver. Can you take that on?” he said, gesturing toward the mountain of dishes accumulated after breakfast.“Of course, Marcel,” I tell him, and walk over to the large sink.“Thank you,” he said, then glanced at me. “Few people volunteer for the grunt work of cooking.”“It helps me think,” I admit,