“I really wanted to see Jace right now,” my best friend Megan said as we were waiting for her older brother, our soon-to-be Beta, to come and fetch us. We will be graduating today. That’s why we’re in our pack house. “Megan, Jace wanted to wait until his party to see you. This is his twentieth birthday, and he will know who his mate is,” I replied, trying to soothe her. “I called him this morning, and he plans to stay in his room until the party so he doesn’t come in contact with any she-wolves.” “I know, Carrie. I just feel it in my heart that he is my mate. I love him so much!” “I know you do. No matter what happens, I will be by your side,” I said, secretly rolling my eyes at her. Megan knew the possibility of her becoming Jace’s mate would be futile, but she didn’t consider it, no matter how many times I tried to reason with her. She should consider the fact that she might not be Jace’s mate. “Don’t worry, Carrie. We have been in love since freshman year. I think the Godd
“Dad!” I cried and ran towards my father. He probably knew that I was rejected, seeing he was waiting for me outside our house and worries were all over his face. “Carrie,” my Dad met me with his reassuring hug. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. “Dad, it hurts! It hurts a lot,” I said in between my sobs. I broke away from his comforting hug and gripped his medical uniform. “Dad, please take away my pain. You’re a doctor, right? Please, please take it away. I don’t want this. It’s too painful. I might go crazy, Dad. Please, I’m begging you, Dad,” I begged my Dad. He was the best doctor in the world, and everyone knew him. He can cure anyone, even with serious diseases. Maybe he can cure me, too. He was Damien Mikaeli, after all. “Dad, please!” I begged. Dad didn’t utter a word. He was just standing there, tears in his eyes. I knew pain from broken bonds was something a professional doctor couldn’t do anything about. I collapsed and sat down on the floor as I continued crying. The pain w
I decided to have a hot bath since I wanted to sleep. Mom said she’ll be with his Mate on a business trip. She insisted that someone should look after me. I told her I didn’t need one, but Mom was worried, so I accepted it. I spent a good half hour soaking in a bathtub before getting out. I grabbed the towel and wiped myself up before wearing a bathrobe. This kind of routine has been present since I started to live with Mom’s pack. It was kind of relaxing, and it gave me peace of mind for a bit. As I exited the bathroom, I was greeted by a man sitting on the couch. He was probably playing on his phone since he was focused on his little device. The worst part was, I didn’t even know him! “Who are you? What the hell are you doing here!?” The man looked at me and smiled. He has this Alpha vibe, and I thought he must be Frank’s son. Mom told me Frank retired from Alpha duties last year and that his son, Diesel, has taken over. I only saw him once; I was twelve years old. He was in
I took a couple of deep breaths to steel myself when someone rang the doorbell. Of course, I knew who it was. It’s Alpha Diesel who doesn’t know how to leave me alone. I couldn’t wallow in pain or pity myself because he would always come and try to talk to me. He was a goofy kind of a man. He always acted silly, and sometimes he would tell some jokes. For three months, I had endured the pain of rejection, begging him to let me go home to my mate and ask him to take me again instead of Megan. I opened the door slowly. “Hi,” he greeted I held the door open for him. I was still a wreck. My eyes are probably red and swollen, with dark circles underneath. “We need to talk,” he said. He walked past me and into the living room. Empty tissue boxes and a trash can were overflowing with used Kleenex. I forgot to clean it! “Sit down!” Diesel’s voice was hard. I blinked. This was not the man I had come to know. Where was his carefree and annoying voice? I sat on the sofa, watch
Diesel had been by my side since then. He had blown me away when he had first turned his attention to me. I mean when I first arrived here. I'd been twenty and rejected back then when I had finally been given a chance to find me and my wolf a mate. A second chance, mate, in fact. Moving on hadn't been that bad when a bulky guy was always by your side, trying to make you smile. "Everyone else who was single gradually found their other half and paired up, but as I got older, the wait had become harder and harder to take," Diesel said as we were having dinner at my place. Everyone knew in his pack that if he didn't find a mate by the time he hit your mid-twenties, it was unlikely that he ever would, and it got even more unlikely with each passing year. He said he wanted to give us a chance and that he wanted to be my mate. I'm not going to lie; he had been flattering me, and when he proposed a relationship since he was unlucky to find his mate, I'd been tempted. I held out for a m
A little inhuman and unwolflike sound of surprise left my mouth at his words. Diesel waited expectantly, his steady gaze on me. He was not kneeling, but only a fool would ever expect that sort of behavior from an alpha, and I just didn't care. Finally, I found my voice. "Yes. Yes, I will." He was up and caught me in his arms, his mouth on mine and the steel of his body against the softness of my own. I might have been crying for joy. My head was so wildly spinning with euphoria that I barely noticed when we left the restaurant and pulled up to a hotel. "I thought we could have a night completely to ourselves, away from pack and responsibilities. Just you and me," he said wickedly, revealing a small suitcase in the trunk that he must have packed before I could protest that I didn't have anything along with me. I gave up and did what he wanted, which was easy because I wanted to. He led me into the hotel and up to our room, and the moment the door closed behind us, the bags dro
Our arrangement was an open book in the pack. Even if Diesel hasn't marked me yet, everyone knows he will be soon, and they expect an heir from us. We've been together for years, and I was his chosen mate, and he was to me. But why now? Why was he cheating on me? Unless…Sweat started to form on my forehead. Oh no, I don't want to think about it. I'm too dependent on Diesel, and he's someone I would never let go. He was the one who helped me get through my first rejection, and I had already promised myself that if I ever picked someone as my second chance mate, it'd be him. But I knew that arrangement wasn't entirely sure, knowing Diesel had yet to find his mate, even if he had already passed the age of finding one. "Babe, are you okay now?" Diesel asked."Better, I guess."I realized he was already back. I watched him as he opened the bottle of wine. Then, I focused on the cell phone he had placed on the bedside table. Even without me going near it, I could tell it was in sile
I woke up feeling drained for two weeks now. I couldn't eat and relax since I discovered my mate's cheating. Diesel might have been doing what he really wanted to do wherever the damn country he was in right now. I immediately went to the bathroom and took a shower. I need to clear my mind and focus on the pack's work rather than thinking about Diesel's cheating issue. When everything was done, I left our house and went to my office. "Good morning, Luna. I'm sorry for barging in early in the morning," Thea, the pack Doctor, came in after knocking on my door. "Yes, what is it, Doc?" I ask her cheerfully, hiding the stress in me. "I would like to ask for more clinic beds. The number of she-wolves delivering pups has increased lately, and the beds won't accommodate them all. If you please, Luna." "Okay, I'll let the supplier deliver the beds you wanted, Thea," I replied as I tapped on the keys of my laptop. "Thank you, Luna," Thea replied, and she was about to stand up, but
Madoka had frozen in shock when I had informed him of the news that we were getting an addition to our little family. Once he recovered, he picked me up and spun me around in excitement.He managed to impregnate me without my heat, so I guess all those cringey informational videos and parental lectures they'd subjected us to in our teenage years had been valid.Telling Madoka I was pregnant again had been easy, because I had always been able to tell him everything since the moment we discovered we were mates.Spencer, on the other hand, I was worried about. He was five years old now, and he had been the sole centre of my adoration for as long as he'd existed. Meeting Nathan was the best thing I did and now I learned that I am pregnant after so long. But I was still nervous. Madoka probably wasn't expecting it either. His attitude was comforting, although it was a bit annoying how he always took everything in stride while I was busy being stressed out. It always took a lot to get him
Carrie's point of viewI woke to the light of dawn hitting my eyes, and I instantly recognized that I was lying on some velvet bedsheet and remembered what had happened.Madoka was still sleeping beside me, his breathing deep and even, and normally I would not have bothered him. Last night was so intense. And we did it all through the night. That was a new experience with Madoka, I was eager for more. What he had done to my body was amazing and helped satisfy that ache for a long time and what he had done was...interesting"Madoka?"I watched him as he moved slightly but not opening his eyes. I liked his dumbstruck reaction and his satisfaction more than anything else, and I especially liked the way he seemed so unusually relaxed afterwards. He always seemed so tense, but for once, it seemed like he had not a care in the world, and it had been me who had done that to him. I understand it. We were separated many times.I slept in his arms in just a t-shirt and panties. I was about to
I turned the corner to find the open foyer with the beige spiral stairs. Golden lights mounted on the walls protected by zigzag semitransparent glass. It gave the walls an elegant glow with jagged slices of lights against the exposed brick wall.Annoyed, I stepped inside to leave through the front gate when suddenly, high heels clicked against the grey stone tiles stealing my attention, halting me in place. I waited for the woman to pass.Tall slender legs appeared from behind the wall. The lighting made her legs look like molten caramel. The navy silk dress slid behind as she stepped forward revealing her silky thighs. Her long hair waved around her perfectly semi moon ass. My gazed caressed up her hips to her luscious chest that were barely hidden by the scrap of clothing hanging of her creamy shoulders.My lower region tightened. It's been a while since someone evoked an arousal like that from me. Actually, no one had ever been able to evoke the fire I left inside. My eyes finally
Madoka’s Point of ViewCarrie has returned. I was so excited to finally come back home despite her strong warning not to come for her. My wolf has been angry. He kept on pushing me to come and save her. The long agonising days finally ended and she came home victorious. Not only did she kill Lucas, she also set herself free from the potion. Now, she’s back as the real Carrie who loved her pack and her family. She was fine and doing her Luna duties. Other than not wanting to eat any food that our omega has cooked for, everything seemed fine. “Babe, can you please look out for Spencer? I’m tired. I want to sleep,” she said and stood up from her desk. “Sure, babe,” I answered her back but I knew something was off. She hasn't eaten even a bit and when asking Marcus and Brigit about what happened to her, they would always answer that there’s nothing wrong with her. But I knew something was wrong. That night, I was about to enter our room when I heard a crashing sound inside. I immedi
I walked in through the doorway, sighing loudly. It had been a long and trying day. I didn’t look around me too closely as I laid the keys on the counter and collapsed on the couch.My legs hung off the edge with my feet dangling above the ground. I swayed slightly while closing my eyes, trying to find some peace on this day. It has been scheduled that tonight, we will go back to my pack. “Carrie.” I jumped slightly at the noise suddenly coming from behind me. Without opening my eyes, I knew who it was. I sighed internally at the thing drawing me away from my relaxation.“Carrie.” The voice spoke again, now in a normal tone.I groaned and split my eyes open, letting cracks of light appear in my vision. “What do you want?”The light in my vision dimmed as the figure of Brigit appeared. Her hair fell over her face and into mine, tickling my forehead. I groaned again, louder now, knowing what she wanted me to do.“Come on. It’s been too long and you know you’re tired.” Brigit disappeare
I slowly descended upon his convulsing body, prey now becoming predator. I put my other hand around his neck wringing it in the process, preparing to end this once and for all. I stared down at the monster's frame, no remorse hitting my body. All there was, was a bloodthirsty motive to kill him. As I leaned over his head, a hand on my shoulder tried to whip me around. I turned to face Brigit, a bloodied, broken, and bruised Brigit. I relaxed when I realised it was her, before questioning her move. "Let go of me, I'm going to finish this." I turned back around with her hand still gripping my shoulder. My hands shook and my vision was dark, but I was going to kill this monster once and for all. "Let’s do this together" Brigit started. I looked at her incredulously before he continued on. "We will end this monster once and for all." Her eyes searched mine and I saw the worried expression she held. I was surprised at her words and struggled to form my own. "But-I-Brigit you can hardl
"I'm ok." My whisper seemed to echo through the Hall. I listened to it as it escaped my lips, knowing I was far from alright. Memories from my life kept fading in and out of my mind. They were almost as painful as the poison running its course through my veins. "We can't stay here anymore." Brigit sounded next to me." They heard your screams and know we're here. We have to hide somewhere else."As she was speaking she lifted herself from the floor we had been crouched in. She attempted to help me up as well, but failed in the effort. Her arm was still badly wounded and she could barely stand herself. As she looked to see if the coast was clear, I lifted myself off the ground as well. Every inch of my being burned, but I knew our only chance was to get out of here. Just as we were emerging from the foliage, a sweet voice met my ears. "Girls, where do you think you're going?" I stared in horror at what once was my friend. Her calm and cool collection from earlier was gone, replaced
If I was lucky, the shadow of the gigantic sofa would swallow me and leave no trace of where I was.I waited, breathless, for what seemed like hours. In reality, barely seconds had passed. I heard footsteps drawing near to me, heavy on the tiles beneath them. They came quickly towards where I lay, but stopped feet away. I could hear whoever it was panting hard, clearly out of breath.“Carrie?” A quiet whisper rang out in the night.I recognized the voice immediately, and sprang from my spot on the floor.“Brigit, I’m here.” I whispered back to her.I saw her face turn towards me, and her body relaxed. She ran towards where I was, half standing on the ground.“Thank god you’re safe. I thought I was too late.” She helped me up and brought me into her arms in a rushed hug. “Now come on, we’ve gotta get out of here. We don’t have a lot of time. Lucas’s minions are still lurking in this house. We need to hide and go far from them.”Brigit grabbed my arm and began to lead me back to the mai
Thoughts swarmed my mind. Why would they hesitate? I don’t understand. Leonardo lingered over me, breathing heavily with rage. "By the time you die, you'll be nothing but bones. Once this poison is in your system, I'm afraid there's no going back. You are so dumb Carrie. You’re trying to kill every one of my kind and yours." His voice was low, almost a whisper. It seemed the time for yelling was gone. Now there was a rage so malicious and a hint of fear. I wished he would scream.I smirked. “Well, that would be fun. Even if I die, I’m dragging you two with me.” My voice came out in calm breaths. The burning inside of me was still growing. “It’s such sight seeing fear in your eyes, Lucas. What happened to the proud and ambitious vampire?”Lucas looked at me with disgust."Oh, my dear Carrie. Haven't you figured it out yet?" I met his question with a glare, at which he responded, laughing. "This 'poison' you and Brigit keep talking about isn't a poison. It's a weapon. But not just