“Happy Birthday, sweetheart!”Aurora giggled excitedly as she tried to keep her eyes open. She had just woken up from sleep and the room was too bright for her sleepy eyes. “Thanks, mom.”“These are for you and there’s someone that wants to see you out in the living room,” Azzura said, handing her the bouquet of roses. “These are from your father,” she added when Aurora wouldn’t budge. She grabbed the bouquet as she smiled. “They’re beautiful,” she commented, sniffing the fresh picked flowers. “And who is in the living room, if I may ask.” She had an empty vase in her room. She unwrapped the roses and filled the vase with it. “It’s not Kendrix and hurry up. He doesn’t have all day to waste.” Azzura left the room. Aurora breaths out as she grabbed her robe and headed to the bathroom to freshen up first. Few minutes later, she sauntered out and headed to the living room. From the corridor, she could hear the familiar voice and laughter. “Wait…” she mumbled, just as she approached th
She stared at the ceiling as though it had suddenly developed a new feature. If there’s anything, she couldn’t actually tell the color. There was an aura of grey around her. It was a fog that wouldn’t rise or fade. A single tear rolled down her temple. She spun to her side and faced the window. It has been raining all day and Aurora has been in bed for as long as she could remember. Soon, her face felt terribly wet, as though she was standing in a blowing gale. Her eyes were puffy from crying for the last five days. She was dehydrated, and her entire body was sore. She had tons of good memories that she could never forget even if she tried to. But, how was it that the pain outweighed the treasured memories?She hates how she was feeling. She hates what she was going through and why she was in that position. The pain was unbearable. The tears rushed down nevertheless, non-stop even after she tried to stop it. No one should be able to cry as much as she had done for the past five days
Blake stood there, horror-stricken by the sight of Aurora in a werewolf form. A form he exactly looked like now. He shifts back slowly but he couldn’t turn around and run away. He was stunned and frightened at the same time that it made it difficult for him to process everything at once. First Kendrix shows up out of nowhere, second, he was spilling secrets and now Aurora was standing in four feet that he never in his wildest dreams thought she could do that. How could she stand on four feet? He could only push his claws out and grow some hair out and get a slight change on his face. But here she was changing into a complete wolf. His chest was heaving up and down—he wanted to run as far away as he could. It wasn’t because he was afraid of her… everything was too much for him to process at the moment. Before he could blink, she had returned to her normal form and walked over to him. “Blake,” she called out softly, trying to calm his panic. He shook his head briskly as he moved
“A Human?” Alpha Anakin roared at the top of his voice. “How dare you think of mating with a human!” His voice was so loud, so thunderous that she couldn’t concentrate on what he said. He became a different man. His eyes had warped into a miserable black. “I taught you to be better than this. You are better than this.”She knew her father was going to be angry when he finds out, but she never thought he’d be this angry. His anger made her to lose all her confidence but she wasn’t going to show him her weakness even though he could read her like book. She stood tall before her father; her arms folded across her chest just to avoid him from seeing how she was trembling. “I think Kendrix missed out the part where Blake is our kind now…”“I don’t bloody care what he is! I don’t give a damn if he’s an alpha and he has his own pack. His whole family are goddamn humans and no child of mine would ever mate with a human!” His clamored at the top of his voice as he paced back and forth. “Let’
She hates how see-through she was—how he could just read her by her effects, her expressions. She always tried to stay calm whenever she was around him but it was impossible. It wasn’t because he makes her weak or gives her butterflies, no—he was unpredictable and could do the most unmanageable things. Her heart was racing, her breathing was shallow. He smirked, still strolling around her room and touching her things—he sensed that she was tensed and his presence was making her perturbed. But he doesn’t seem to care that she wasn’t contented with him being in her room. She watched as he picked up a bottle of perfume from her dressing mirror and sprayed decent amount on the back of his wrist. He brought it to his nose and sniffed. “Lavender… smells just like you. I love it,” he commented. She furrowed her brows, feeling the urge to pin him down and draw her sharp claws over his fine face. She hates how she just thought he was fine. He has a good-looking face, she couldn’t argue with
She felt perturbed, alarmed—it felt as though she just walked into a death trap and she wasn’t going to escape. She hugged herself as they walked further into the pack. Looking down at her shoes, Aurora felt as if every single being was staring at her. She could hear her heart beating hard against her chest. Maybe he could also hear it—maybe it was why he just looked at her now and smirked, because it seems like he loves seeing her disturbed and anxious. Looking up for the first time, she noticed how they smile at him and wave hello to him. Some even joked around with him while some just waved from afar. How were they so cool with the wicked man, she thought. It was as though she wasn’t even there, and she liked how invisible she was to them. She wouldn’t want them to notice her, left alone know who she was. She wouldn’t want their hopes to get high because of her appearance in their pack. Kendrix always walks alone, except he wanted his omegas to be around or his beta. He didn’t ha
He stared at her for a moment, thinking how did he possibly let this girl to have the room to disrespect him. It made him angrier knowing he couldn’t do anything to her. He loved her too much to even punish her. He knows this wasn’t her real self. She was blindly in love with someone that might be against her kind and has the plan to terminate her and her entire family. “Fine, I’m sorry. We shouldn’t keep them waiting, its disrespectful,” he said, almost swallowing his tongue when he apologized. She scoffed, shaking her head. She knew he only said that so she wouldn’t embarrass him in front of his family. She wasn’t going to—she wasn’t that brutal and insane as he was. She hurriedly entered the bathroom, not wanting to think of how ridiculous the interior was in here. She looked at her face in the mirror and almost screamed, seeing mascara smeared all over her face. He was right, she wouldn’t want to meet them looking like a miserable widow. She washed up her face and cleaned her e
He walks out, holding his head up as though he wasn’t scared to death whenever he entered this death zone place they call home. He looks around as they glared back at him—he gulped hard. He felt their hot dagger eating him up, like they could read his mind and they could see how afraid he was. He knew they could hear his heart beating hard and they could use that to take advantage of him. But they dared not to touch him, they dared not to have the thought of eating him for dinner as he’s their hope, their way to save their pack and finally have a better life. Whenever he comes to Lumena pack, he wondered why he decided to help them. Why he was going against the werewolves he badly wanted to have their blessings from. Sometimes, he felt mortified whenever he remembered her. Whenever he remembered her innocent eyes and how she had zero thoughts behind them—how she has no intention of hurting him… maybe. But like they’ve told him, he has to get to them before they destroy him and his f