Chapter 1Life is hard when you don’t quite know where you fit. Something had been off about me for a long time, though I couldn’t quite figure out what it was. Or maybe there was nothing off with me, maybe it was just the world I lived in that didn’t fit me.Lately, my determination to forge my own path, free of the opinions that restricted me, had me planning. I had been thinking about the future for years now, but more so recently. My birthday rapidly approached. Each birthday I reassessed my life. Each year I chose to suck it up for another year. This year was different. This year I will be 18. I will officially be an adult. That was my personal deadline.Mentally checking the list, I reviewed my packed items for what was probably the hundredth time. Phone, charger, favorite books, favorite clothes, essential toiletries, a few photos…. Then my mind floated to the past and lingered there just a bit too long. Everything started well for me, but somewhere along the way something chan
***Lara***Dinner began with the usual friendly banter. I smiled and nodded at appropriate intervals, as was expected. Half way through the main course, the conversation turned toward the serious matter they actually came to discuss.“Of course, Denzel. This situation hits close to home. Most of the missing girls are very close to my daughter's age, as you know,” my father gave me a soft smile and reached over to squeeze my hand. He actually did seem worried about me. But then it clicked. I was the perfect, convenient prop in this discussion.My mother, on the other hand, didn’t seem on board with the show. She shot me a look, like somehow this was all my fault. I wasn’t surprised. She always found a way to blame everything on me. Literally everything. I smiled sweetly at her. What else could I do?Kiren followed her lead and shot me an equally venomous look. My father smiled extra lovingly and squeezed my hand again, almost reassuringly. The simple and innocuous gesture just seemed t
*** Lara ***I hadn’t told my dad exactly when I was leaving. I didn’t want to cause anymore pack or family drama than was necessary. I was glad we’d said our goodbye’s in the garden that day.Instead, after a quiet, almost normal family dinner the day our guests left, I headed to the garden one more time. Dad was right. This was probably what I’d miss the most about my pack, besides him. I had a gift for growing things. Over the years, in my free time, I’d created a gorgeous garden oasis. Almost like a maze of little garden rooms. Complete with a bountiful edible garden and cutting flowers. One day I would buy myself a little cottage in the country and start my garden over. It’s sad that I’d miss my plants more than I’d miss the people here. People are unreliable. Plants never judge. The thought briefly crossed my mind that I should have given my brother a letter too. I’d always hoped that one day he’d see sense. After all, he was just a kid too when everything went sideways with us
**** Lara****A week later was my 18th birthday and for the first time in a long time, I decided to celebrate. Finally, I was legally an adult and fully independent. The thought was both thrilling and a tad disconcerting. I pushed my loneliness aside and focused on how best to celebrate.I decided on a night club. My heart raced as I got ready. I’d never actually been out like this before, or at all actually. Occasionally, I’d read at the local coffee shop on my own. But that was it. No dates. No parties. Certainly, no night clubs. Having no social life, I focused on school and graduated early. It was lonely but it was an achievement I was proud of. Of course, I often felt like a 40-year-old virgin librarian trapped in an 18-year-old’s body.This birthday was both my first hurrah ever and my last before I officially started college for real. The first real step in my new life. I’d been taking online classes for four years but still heading to a traditional campus was definitely an exp
His touch felt truly magical. I’d heard that before of course, but I’d thought the descriptions were exaggerated. His soft, warm touch was both electric and addictive. This feeling was something on a level akin to heaven. Something I never thought I’d personally experience. Without realizing it, I hummed happily and leaned my head back against his hard, broad chest. It felt perfect. A sense of safety flooded my being, it felt like home. He felt like home. Goddess, it felt unbelievable. No wonder people lose their minds when the mate bond kicks in. How was I ever going to fight this feeling? How would I know which of my feelings were due to the mate bond and which weren’t? Maybe I should give this mate thing a chance? Goddess, I hadn’t even seen him or met him yet and I was putty.I rolled in his arms, unable to escape his hold, not that I tried too hard. I was hooked. In a split second his eyes closed, and he smashed his lips into mine.What the fuck! Maya, growled in my head. She had
“Alpha Tony Giles,” the Beta answered my earlier question, still thoroughly confused. And, unless I’m mistaken, a tad amused. I also noted that my mate didn’t seem to have much to say anymore.“Great,” I said with an attempted peppy tone. In this loud bar I doubt anyone noticed if I failed to sell it. Despite my firm resolve to reject this mate, my wolf and I were still a little sad but definitely in agreement. We’d long since been rejected by our pack and had long been expecting a rejection from our mate. For as long as I could remember my brother and my mother told me at every possible opportunity that I was unwanted, that no one would ever want me. My wolf and I had been mentally prepared for it for so long.The last person either of my wolf or I would ever accept as a mate is the exact kind of judgmental sack of alpha attitude like the one that was currently staring at us like we weren’t fit to breathe the same oxygen as him. I knew that look well. That was the way my brother and
***Lara***As I stepped out into the cooler night air, I took a deep calming breath. I’d stashed my Jeep in the alley. The upside to having a tiny 4x4 is that I could pretty much park it anywhere. The internet steered me to this sneaky secret park. But before I reached my car, a big warm hand snagged my upper arm from behind. I spun, ready to fight.“Whoa. I mean no harm. I just wanted to talk to you.” I found myself face to face with the Beta guy. He’d instantly let go of my arm and raised his hands in surrender as he took a step back. I appreciated the gesture. My anxiety level was already at its peak before he grabbed at me, but now I could feel it ebbing a tad. He’s cute. We should do him and teach that Alpha pup a lesson, Maya practically purred in my head. We should do him? I didn’t get it, that wasn’t a phrase I was familiar with. Until Maya projected a few choice pornographic suggestions into my head to expand my vernacular. Right, thanks for that. I quickly caught on to ex
Books, pens, pencils, schedule, map… I mentally ran through the list of everything I needed as I left my dorm room. Classes started yesterday but my first class is this morning. It’s an 8am class. It was only just after 6am, but I thought a walk around campus would help ease my anxiety and focus my thoughts. I’d already finished my bachelor’s degree in marketing and been accepted to this masters program for business. It wasn’t like I had anything else to do with my spare time. Not that I’d settled for a specific career goal as of yet. I’d just picked something that seemed pretty general and that I’d found relatively easy. Until I figured out exactly what I wanted to do with my life, an MBA would offer a good starting point for various job opportunities. That’s what I told myself. And if I sucked completely at life in the outside world, I could sulk back to my dad and accept a job in one of his companies. I really did not want to do that.Quit it! Maya snapped.Man, this having a wolf
Kelton stands frozen, but his eyes betray him. They speak volumes—regret, shame, and, strangely enough, fear. That can’t be right, can it? Fear. Shame. Regret. None of it fits the man I know.Reach into the bond. Maya’s voice cuts through my spiraling thoughts, sharp with irritation. My head throbs faintly from the force of her emotion, but I sense her frustration isn’t aimed at Kelton. It’s me. What did I do? The knot in my chest tightens, confusion twisting into hurt. Relationships are hard.Still, I obey. I close my eyes and focus, reaching inward for the bond that connects us. It’s difficult to describe—like chasing a glowing thread, spun from golden, wispy light. It’s intangible, impossible to truly grasp, but in my mind, I see it clearly. This thread, delicate yet unbreakable, ties our souls together. Pure magic. When I find it, I feel it, and somehow, I follow it.Outwardly, Kelton remains a picture of perfect composure: calm, controlled, and utterly unreadable. Usually. But th
And just like that the spell I’d been under for the last few months broke. It felt like all the self-confidence I’d built crumbled like a house of cards.He was just like my dad, my brother, and my mother: fickle, casually cruel.Before I even realized I was moving, I’d slammed the door behind me. The sound echoed in the quiet hallway, louder than expected. I didn’t stop to see if Kelton had followed— I couldn’t. My chest felt tight, my thoughts a chaotic mess of disbelief and hurt.How could he say that?Give him a chance, Maya stated.You’re supposed to be on my side! Maya had always been more adventurous and more extroverted than me, but we were still a pair. Our souls were joined. Not in the same way as the mate bond.My breath hitched in my throat as I wandered. It felt like I was choking on his words, on Maya’s betrayal, on my lack of oxygen. Everything.Lara, Maya’s voice was both scolding and hurt. I couldn’t deal with her emotional blackmail. I blocked her out, just like I bl
*** Lara ***Finally, everyone filed out of Tony’s office. “Hattie, would you lead Lara to our room for me, please?”My heart rate kicked up. Kelton usually called me darling. Was he distancing himself from me for his son’s sake? I mean, that made sense, we didn’t want to rub our bond in his face, but it still hurt.No, stop it, Lara. You are letting your ingrained insecurities rule you again.Kelton pulled me close and dropped a sweet kiss on my forehead, “I'll be right behind you, Darling.” Oh good, I was darling again. “I just want a quick word with my boy.”Awww, his boy. This man was so sweet. Even if said boy was a grown up man.“Of course.” Some time and space to set my head straight was a good idea anyway. I couldn’t keep reading into things and panicking like I had been all day today. I’d give myself a damn aneurysm.With the way you grew up, it’s understandable that you’re worried, Lara. Things have been going so wonderfully with Kelton that you’re paranoid something will go
Once I’d apologized to Tony for how I treated him, though not quite as many times as he’d apologized to me, the awkward tension in the room began to abate – slightly. There was still so much to unpack but it definitely felt like the worst was over. I no longer felt like I was single handedly responsible for destroying every one of Tony’s relationships.Finally, Kelton, who had been quiet for most of the meeting, spoke again. I had to give the man credit for his self control. Most mates would have interjected if their mate was facing off with an alpha, especially a perceived rival.Maturity for the win, Maya happily sighed.“I think we’ve accomplished a lot here tonight. It was hard for all of us, I’m sure. Anthony, I’m sorry Tony, I am still getting used to your name change. You’ve always been Anthony to me. I’m trying to respect your wishes. Old habits are hard to break. I wish we could have figured this mess out somewhere neutral, so we could have avoided the incident in the rec roo
*** Lara ***“Who would like to speak first?” Kelton asked, his voice a mask of calm. Yet, I could feel a palpable tension vibrating through our bond—a tension he surely felt from me as well.After a brief pause, it was evident that no one would voluntarily answer his question as the silence persisted. Every word I had uttered in the past half-hour seemed so incorrect, overly confrontational, overly defensive. I was determined to remain silent for now. In fact, I avoided even making eye contact with anyone, which explained my intense interest in the wood grain patterns of his desk. I doubted I could bear seeing any disapproval in any one of their expressions.“You said your mate was a slut and an omega,” Kilani growled, as if she just remembered it.Oh, hell no!“That’s how you described me?” I snapped, anger blazing in my eyes, finally looking straight at him. What a mega bastard. Damn it, so much for keeping my mouth shut.“I was angry and embarrassed about the rejection. I know tha
*** Tony ***F@ck, it’s her. A few months ago I would not have thought it possible to die from anxiety and happiness simultaneously, but for the second time in less than six months I thought my heart might literally explode.She found me.My mate.For the last few months, I’d fallen asleep every night swamped with chaotic mixed feelings. Prominent among them was regret. The mental image of that goddess as she moved on the dance floor, completely content to be alone, was burned into my brain. Unlike every other woman I’ve ever come across, she wasn’t trying to capture my attention, the alpha’s attention. I knew I was decent looking. I was also the strongest in my pack. But I wasn’t naive enough to think it was those qualities women wanted me for. In my experience, it was about my money and position rather than me. No, my goddess of a mate was effortlessly appealing. And since I'd never seen her before and she hadn’t even spotted me yet, she had no idea who I was. She wasn’t here lookin
Suddenly, two strong arms whipped around my waist and yanked me off the man I was still straddling, cowgirl style . Way to layer on that guilt. I squealed a little at the shock - yes, again - all flailing limbs, until I registered the tingles of the mate bond.Kelton.Sighing, I relaxed into his arms. His presence helped to cool my firing nerves and racing thoughts.“Darling. Love, are you alright?” His breathing rapid, his eyes quickly scanned my body for nonexistent injuries.“What the hell happened?” He growled that last bit to the room at large, but to no-one in particular, giving me a glimpse of the deadly alpha of legend. I’d never seen that side of him before. Frankly, scary Kelton was just as much a turn on as sweet Kelton.It’s poor timing, but it’s not wrong that you want to tear his clothes off, Maya hummed.I ignored that.For what felt like a few long minutes, no one spoke.“Love? Darling? What the hell are you talking about. Get your fucking hands off my mate! Dad.”“I’m
*** Lara ***One moment I was laughing at Charlie’s stories, and the next, a man dashed towards me and swept me into his arms. He moved so swiftly it was almost as if he teleported. Following an embarrassing involuntary squeal, I found myself breathless, and utterly bewildered.“You came back?” His voice sounded breathless and pleased, his gray eyes sparkled. People weren’t usually glad to see me, at least not until recently. Why was he glad to see me? That alone was hella suspicious.It took a moment for the shock to subside enough to realize that this was not my perfect, amazing Kelton. The hands gripping my upper arms were not his possessive, sexy as sin, ones. My Kelton could be rough, in a way that I enjoyed, but this was not the kind of toe curling domination that my mate was an expert in. Nope. This was completely wrong. This was someone else. Not just anyone though. This was my first mate.He was also holding on to my upper arms as if I might flee. Why was he touching me? Maya
Because, what?… You can protect her.… She’s your problem now.Bodie swears this shadow monster thing, as my Lara likes to call it, has never bothered her before.“He stressed to keep her close, help her feel safe, said he’ll explain it when he gets here,” I answered.“I always knew he was hiding something where she was concerned. Never made sense why they turned on her like they did. Could never figure it out though.” Keith mused, likely thinking of the few times he, Hattie, and Charlie visited them. “What are you thinking?” Keith demands, his gaze boring into mine.Damn, he knows me too well.“I think,” I pause a second, unsure how best to word this, “it seems there might be something within her that she’s unaware of. It’s as if she possesses some dormant witchcraft abilities herself, yet I sense there’s something deeper. Otherwise, Bodie would have simply informed me over the phone—no need for such secretive measures including a personal visit here with his whole family.”Curiously