The pack had been nice to my mom and me, but it was time to go home. I snuck a pillow case out in the overnight bag my mom had packed for me. I needed it to get through this seemingly hopeless time.
My mom kept saying not to worry, there are always loans and academic scholarships I could apply for, but she didn't understand. A free ride wasn't actually going to be free. I would have to take loans out for books, housing, food, and other living expenses.
I wasn't surprised that there was a welcome party waiting for us. My new girl friends, Laura and Lacey, Naomi and her mother, Talia. And Ginny. I couldn't believe my eyes; Ginny was outside! Not just outside but outside and smiling! She seemed more vibrant and healthy. It made me wonder if taking in my mom and me had been not such a good thing for her health.
Everyone was cheering and greeting us. I got the full treatment from my wolfie friends. Lacey could pick me up and carry me to the couch or my bedroom
I was running away from someone or something.My bones ached as I pushed my body to the limit, but this time my foot was injured. All I could do was limp until I couldn't go any further. I cried out in pain each time I put any weight on it.Whatever was coming for me was giong to get me. I was a sitting duck. Panic took over as I realized I was a human at the edge of a dark forest at night.The moon was a slim cresent shape, making the night almost black. I just had to crawl towards the moon. I instictively knew that once I was in her light that I would be safe.But I couldn't move. My body was trapped in quicksand. I would die a slow death, right here, right now.I wanted to cry, but no tears came. I wanted to fight but something inside of me told me not to. Like a literal voice telling me to let go and give in. That's when the warm and calming scent I'd come to rely on and ache for and love, surrounded me.The quick sand
The knocking at the front door made my heart leap out of my chest. If I could see this scene in a movie, it would be that moment that two people meet in the rain and confess their love for one another.I yelled for the person to come in, hoping to see that classic style of Max's. Dark jeans, a crisp black short sleeve shirt, and those baby blue eyes."Well, hello there Tara. Long time no see. Just going to ditch your closest friends from high school because you moved a few hours south of Los Angelos?" Jamie's slime ball of a grin made my stomach churn. "You don't look to happy to see me. Or able to run away this time. It's my lucky day."Jamie was a druggie that hung around with my group of friends. My old high school was the type of place where if you could get a leg up by cheating, you did it. Ivy league schools or at least somewhere prestigious such as Pepperdine, Stanford, UCL, MIT, or NYU were the goal. If your family didn't have the money
When I came to I was in a motel room. It smelled musty, or moldy, and the bed sheets felt like plastic.I tried to sit myself up and scream for help, but a hand came over my mouth."Shush! You're safe. It's just me, Kevin."Hot tears rolled down my face while Kevin lifted me up to get behind me. He was an althete but not flexible so it hurt when he had to push me forward a bit to get his leg around me. It was like sitting in his lap. I felt safe. I felt like all of this was a bad dream. My dad wasn't dead. Kevin was my occassional hook-up buddy. We made out all over the school, the field, under the bleachers, in cars while sitting in Los Angelos traffic."Deep breaths. Deep breath in, hold 2 - 3 - 4, and out, 2 - 3 - 4. Again." He counted and breathed with me until I finally stopped crying. His big warm hands rubbed my arms, my back, even pulled me in tight for a hug. I felt him growing and went to jump away but he quickly flicked his balls and it s
Max's POV I paced the floor of my room in nothing but basketball shorts unable to understand how we let this happen. How I, her mate and Alpha, let this happen? "Max, come on, relax a bit. We did what had to be done for the safety of the pack. I'm sure our Luna will be fine." "Yeah, Henry? Are you sure? Because you better be fucking one hundred percent certain that nothing happens to her or it's your head! Beta, best friend, or not! Do you hear me?" The whole pack house heard me. Henry nodded his head, "yes, Alpha. I heard you. You made the right decision. Don't beat yourself up about it too much. He called the cops and left you no choice in the matter. They weren't OUR cops. We couldn't just reveal ourselves to them. And honestly, that guy acted like he cared for her and not in a scumbag way. I'm sure she will be fine or I will gladly let you decapitate me and put my head on a stick." The silence felt heavy betwee
I was running for my life. I was running for his life. I was running for all of them.My bones ached but I continued to push my injured body to its limit. Finally the familiar sound of bones cracking and my painful cries, I knew I would soon hit the ground running. Only this time on all fours. Just like every other dream, my body became a weapon, something otherwordly. My ankle started to heal. I felt the swelling go down and my fracture heal itself. I howelled in excitement at the moon that was high over the tree line of the forest.I knew where to go but didn't know if I'd be blessed with a vision of my mate. I could hear the voices replaying as they did each time, bantering back and forth while a whispy feminine voice told the two children that they were destined to be together.He had to be here. I sniffed the ground, the air, and every tree I walked by. Max wasn't here.An ache grew in my chest deep and dark. I felt the loss of my f
The word run had just left my mouth when the door was broken down by three wolves. None of them were Max. They tore poor Kevin into shreds and ate the evidence. Which was making me feel a bit sick and woosey, until I realized I had just taken a bite out of Kevin not too long ago. Max would be proud of me. I could feel my confidence climbing but the reality of Max not being my knight in shining armor brought me crashing back down to earth. I was standing by the door, sniffing the air for his warm scent that I knew as home. All I got was stale beer and truckers in need of good deodorant. Yuck. "She just sniffed the air?" "She totally did!" "Luna, he's not here. We couldn't chance it." I looked back to find Henry, Lacey, and Laura talking. It was weird enough I knew that they were on their way, and even more eerie to realize I could trust them in their wolf form, but I almost fainted when I could hear them speak like the
Henry snickered as he noticed my awareness to his best friend, and Alpha's, scent. "He couldn't stay away. Luna whipped." Lacey seemed to calm when she got a whiff of Max's scent. She wouldn't have to deal with me on the back of her mate for much longer. It was oddly intimate knowing how Lacey felt when she felt it. One moment I was only thinking of Max and then all the sudden I just knew what her feelings were. Her sense of ease. She took in a deep breath and I felt like my lungs filled with air and the release on the exhale that relaxed the tension she had been holding in her body. When I turned my attention to Laura though, I felt her body stiffen. Like something was off. Her mind was racing with a million possibilities like: someone using Max's scent to lure us or Max being too impatient to wait for me. Those were the only two scenerios that made scense to me, but she had rival packs on her mind and something about the prophecy. Then,
Breathe. I had to tell my lungs to function the way they normally do. Or at least it felt like I had to, since I was having an all out panic attack. He's seen me naked. Max has seen me completely naked. Max has seen me completely naked and didn't want to see any more of me because he had thrown a shirt over me and tucked me under the covers and left. Oh no! What if he did not like what he saw? What if he was turned off by the sight of me? I'm so gangly and was so dirty and gross from the incident with Jamie, to Kevin basically kidnapping me. Kevin. Kevin was dead because of me. Because he wanted me. And he wanted me when I looked and smelled like shit. He was torn into pieces! What if he was the only man that would ever like the sight of me? My "friends" may have killed the one guy that thinks I'm hot. Get it together. You are a hot mess, but you are also hot. I was hearing
Dear Reader, My editor and the people of GoodNovel haven't resonded to a single email or checked my edits in over 2 months now. They own Middle Land but they haven't been forthcoming about anything else. They refused to acknowledge my completed work that was up for competition: Talk Dirty to Me.They said this book would sign as exclusive and it's non-exclusive, so I don't get the benefits of being a writer from this story. I'm writing it because of my sheer love of reading and writing romance novels. I'm on Dreame with a very popular story: My Teacher, My MateYou can search for me under Molly Chu or the title above.I'm on WattPad under my new pseudonim: Kat JamesI've won prizes for my works on other websites and been offered to ghost write for a well-known, published books in hardback and softback, and so this might be my last novel on here and it's actually getting offers elsewhere so I might move over to another platform soon and finish this novel on there because I highly d
"Max." I tried to say playfully but my tone was anything but playful. "You know what I need. You, my Alpha," letting his title as the top dog, so to say, linger on my tongue in a more sexy tone. I was wrapped up in a giant bath towel trying not to cough from how tight Max's hand was on my throat. He towered over me, it was like his body was becoming more beastly and muscular. And even taller! How was this possible? "All things are possible, little mate." I did feel small compared to him when he wrapped his arms around me, bringing me in for a hug. Which was exactly what I needed. I'd never felt safer or more loved. It was a feeling of home. The last time I felt like this was with my dad. "Me too." Max voice broke, "yeah I was kind of a dick to my dad before he died. Worked up over something stupid about turning 18 and the responsibilities that come with being the leader of the pack." "I hugged my dad before he died. You know that feeling you get when something just feels off? L
The bath water was getting cold, but as much as I wanted to move, I couldn't. I felt this urge to be given permission. Like a child asks from their parents. Wait, was this what it means to have "daddy issues"? I thought to myself. Before I could even remember that I was not alone in here, I heard scoff and then a chuckle. "Max?" "Yes, my Queen?" He was in the shower after cleaning up everything in the living room. I had been in this bath a long time. Too long. "I'll tell you when you can get out of the bath." "Could you, um, maybe, stop listening to my every thought?" I was not as assertive or confident in myself and I couldn't seem to shake it. "Please, Max?" A low growl made my stomach turn into knots. I dunked my head under the water in fear. I felt the bubbles leave my nose as I let my last bit of air out and knew if I tried to breathe now I would fill my lungs with water so I pinched my nostrils with my thumb and index finger. All the sudden I felt cold and and out of bre
I flet like my body was floating in the Dead Sea. So saturated with salt, there was nothing I had to do but be present. Allow my body to float. Trust that the salty sea water will keep me a float. Or in my case, I had to trust my mate. His hands gripped my back as he came again. "Holy Moon Goddess! Fuck!" His hot load shot up inside of me, hitting a button that could only be THE button; the g-spot. Each time he did this, I bit his neck so hard there were spots of broken blood vessels and bruises starting to form. But this time it was too intense. My body shook fervently under Max's human self, I let out a loud cry of pain and pleasure as he moaned in my ear from my pelvic floor contracting and relaxing, allowing him to slip out of me and leave me. It was as though a part of me was missing without us conntected like that. But this time I bit down and left a mark. My canines had distended only for a moment and then retracted just as quickly. My lips kissed that spot. "You making it
My body felt like it was floating in the Dead Sea. So saturated with salt, there was nothing I had to do but be present. Allow my body to float. Trust that the salty sea water will keep me a float. Or in my case, I had to trust my mate. His hands gripped my back as he came again. "Holy Moon Goddess! Fuck!" His hot load shot up inside of me, hitting a button that could only be THE button; the g-spot. Each time he did this, I bit his neck so hard there were spots of broken blood vessels and bruises starting to form. But this time it was too intense. My body shook fervently under Max's human self, I let out a loud cry of pain and pleasure as he moaned in my ear from my pelvic floor contracting and relaxing, allowing him to slip out of me and leave me. It was as though a part of me was missing without us conntected like that. But this time I bit down and left a mark. My canines had distended only for a moment and then retracted just as quickly. My lips kissed that spot. "You making it
Growling, the mid shift beast in front of me was still half man and half beast, but all Max. Ripped abdominal muscles, big strong arms, his hands looked like they were in transition, just like his face, and feet, and other parts. I was on edge, feeling like I couldn't hold it in any longer, but knowing I had to wait for him to grant me permission to let go. I don't honestly know what that means because I could end up cumming or peeing or anything at this point. My body was wound tight and only he held the power to allow me to relax. "Your mine and mine alone now, little mate." Each word he said made my stomach knot. Each punctuation hitting me again and again. It was deliciously torturous. A raw nerve being touched again and again sending bolts of lightening through my body wasn't just like a tongue flicking my clit kind of pleasure, but also like overloading my senses. A pain unlike anything I knew. All the sudden Max jumped up with such inertia that I started to fall onto my bac
Werewolves display submission to their Alpha by lowering their heads to the side, showing their most vulnerable spot on their neck. Just one bite or swipe by an Alpha's paw would lead to certain death; but I wasn't submitting to my Alpha the way a pack member submits. They show they aren't going to fight the Alpha, follow orders (even if they don't agree with them or like them), and most importantly won't challange the Alpha for his position. They submit to being part of the pack. I was submitting to my Alpha as his queen. Only to love the man and the beast that entwined were my mate. Not for better or for worse. Forever. No questions asked. This submission was completely different, and way hotter. I could barely keep myself together forcing myself to stay still because I knew that to my Alpha was to submit to my partner completely. To allow them to take control and trust in them. Have faith in their knowledge of me. This was a total power exchange. This meant that all decisions are m
I turned to the door and ran at it with full force. My weakened body made a thud noise. I slid down the unopened door that had not budged or bent with my blow. I crouched down with my back on the door and pulled my knees into my chest. I let my head fall and the tears to continue to flow. I sniffled trying to pull all of my sweat, tears, blood, and snot back into my body without any luck. But my right nostil opened up just enough for me to catch a calming scent. A unique scent. His scent. My Alpha. Of course that scent would calm me now. I was at his at his mercy now that I had changed. If the research I had read and documentaries I had watched with Ginny were based in truth, that would mean my whole demeanor could be altered by my Alpha's scent, or better known as pheromones. This tidbit of information made it difficult to breathe, not wanting to have this impact my way of being. But it already had. I felt calmer. I had stopped crying. Licking my tears and snot away, I mumbled,
The chill behind me was from the lack of my Alpha's warm body. A door slammed and I was left alone and cold. Tears welled up in my eyes. My head started to pound as if it were matching the beat of my heart, just louder. My fingers gathered together tightly into fists at my sides, as the heat of wanting my mate dimmed. A wild fire of frustration burned deep within me. So deep it hit the anger of my father's death. My father. A good man. A man that was my rock for so long. A man who apparently had to die for this whole bull crap prophecy to happen. Tears streamed down my face without apology as my body shook from the deep dark crevasse that my Alpha's rejection and abandonment of me had opened. A wound only recently created by the death of my father and having to move from my home to a strange town. A wound that had only just begun to scar over. But my Alpha's actions had cut it open again and possibly he made it even deeper this time. Alone. I was alone. Unwanted. A fatherless daugh