RANDELLE’S POV
Since it was my birthday, I was dressed in a long silver and backless dress. There was a small smile on my face but behind that smile, there was anger, hatred, and the thought of revenge I got from my past life.
Almost everyone in the Pack was present for my birthday. Of course, they were present to witness my union with the Alpha, Rico. A union they awaited so much but deep down in my mind, I knew I was going to give them a wild surprise.
“Happy birthday, my darling.” My father wished me as I got to the foot of the stairs. He took hold of my right hand and then introduced me to the Pack as his beloved daughter. Yes, I was his beloved daughter but I was someone else beloved as well.
My eyes met Jeremy’s who was with the guests. He smiled at me and I blushed without a care in the world. After he declared that I was his mate, we kissed and it was my most passionate kiss ever. The kiss carried the love we shared, the one we weren’t given a chance at in our past lives.
I wished I could tell him about our ordeals in our past life but then, I needed to keep that to myself. I was going to love him dearly in this life. I made sure not to mention that we were related in any way and I hope he wouldn’t.
He was all I wanted to see but unfortunately, Rico appeared before me and took my hand without even asking me.
His presence caused me to frown in disgust and I could see Eva trailing behind him. They must have had a go at their bodies earlier and they were here smiling at me with innocent expressions. In this life, just like I had decided to love Jeremy, I would trample on Rico and Eva until their doom.
I was quite grateful that I wasn't pregnant for Rico in this life, else I would have to go through the pain of losing a baby again. I didn't even want to carry his child at all.
“Randelle…” Rico called out to me with a smile but before he could say anything else, I took out my hand from his grip.
With determination in my eyes, I looked at my father and said, “I reject this union, Father. I do not want to be mated or betrothed to Rico. He is not the one I want.” As soon as I said those words, the Pack members gasped in shock, wondering which female in the Pack would refuse to be mated to Rico.
But then I was different! A revered pureblood and I would never bow down before evil when I could overcome that evil. The Pack members continued to rant and point fingers at me for what I had said.
But above all, Rico felt utterly humiliated. Of course, he could get whatever female he wanted in the Pack, so he wouldn’t understand why I rejected a union with him.
At the same time, my father tried to question me but I refuted him. Jeremy smiled at me widely, proud that I was his and no one else’s.
“Are you out of your mind, Randelle?” Rico looked at me with angry eyes.
“How dare you reject an invitation to make your life better by being with me?” I heard him say and I chuckled mockingly. He must be so full of himself to think that way.
“Who wants to be with you? Huh? You can go be with the dogs because I do not want you!” I said with a condescending look on my face while my words caused everyone to gasp in shock.
“How dare you?” Rico was overwhelmed by anger and he raised his hand at me. His attack came with speed and in the next second, my eyes turned red. I moved with speed and caught hold of his hand. My grip on him was tight and tightened it as the seconds passed by. Rico’s face twisted in pain and at the same time, murmurs arose in the hall.
“Get the fuck away from me!” I thundered as I pushed him away from me. His butt landed on the bare floor and I towered over him. With a victorious look, mixed with viciousness, I looked down at him, threatening him to stay away from me or else he would meet his doom.
However, this single act of mine caused the Pack members to look at me in shock. Fingers were pointed at me wondering what kind of act I just performed. How could a mere female werewolf like me overpower an Alpha?
It would be a shocker to them if they knew that I was way more than they ever imagined. I basked in their sudden attention on me and at the same time, I could see Jeremy looking at me with proud eyes.
Oh, I wanted to run into his arms and stay there forever but it wasn’t time for that yet. A day would come when we would be able to showcase our forbidden love to the Pack.
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Rumors had spread beyond measure in the Pack of how I was a pureblood and how I had overcome Rico. No one believed that a pureblood like me still existed as only one could overpower an Alpha wolf like Rico.
At the same time, they all started to question Rico’s position as an Alpha wondering why he would get defeated that way. They would only get their answers when they are willing to believe that a pureblood existed. In the long run, everything was just a rumor to them.
I was seated with my father in his study while he questioned why I would reject Rico but I didn’t get to reply to his words when several guards barged into the study with hard looks on their faces.
Immediately, my father stood up at them but they pushed him aside and came at me directly.
I looked at them in horror wondering why they were there. I hadn’t committed any crime and I was sure my father was clean as well.
“What is this insolent behavior you all are showcasing here?” I stood up at them with a terrifying look in my eyes. I had become so confident and I could stand up to ferocious-looking guards now. This was a great feat I overcame in my new life.
“Randelle Russell, you are under arrest for violating the power of the Alpha, impersonating a pureblood, and misleading the people.” A guard stepped forward and said those words but before I could react, they gagged me and immediately dragged me out.
This was the beginning of a great change in my life and I also knew that Ric
o was not aware of who I really was. Or was I wrong?
For days, I had been locked up in prison without food or water. I hadn’t seen daylight in days and for the first time in my life, I knew how important the light the Goddess blessed us with was. However, if Rico thought he could keep me here and I would rot, then he was delusional.I was a pureblood, a breed that could withstand anything. I wouldn’t die just from not eating but even at that, I wanted to get out of prison so bad. I thought of tearing out the iron doors from their hinges but that would be a total waste strength. If I escaped from prison that way, it might kick up an unrest, one that I would be buried in. Deep down, I knew I didn’t have power over the Pack yet to go against Rico.More days passed but I anticipated help from my father. He knew I wasn’t guilty of impersonation or misleading the people. I expected him to stand up for me since he knew who I was but then he never showed up. Was I abandoned once again?At the same time, I wanted to know how Jeremy was doing. W
Jeremy grabbed my hand as he paved the way in the woods to a place unknown. I also held tightly to his grasp not to be entwined in the thick shrubs of the wood.Immediately Jeremy took me out of the prison, Rico ordered his men to chase after us, and they all came after us like a swarm of bees. Jeremy suggested we hide beneath a cave till the night before we priqued out of Rico's pack.It was late at night, everywhere was dark except for the fireflies that shone in the air, and the screeching whistles of birds in the surroundings. I don't know why I was a bit bemused over my decision to sneak out of the pack with Jeremy. Our father must be worried about us. " Aren't you sleeping, Randelle?" Jeremy snapped up, moving an inch closer to me. He had slumbered, but my eyes weren't shut for a split second.I sighed, wrapping my arms around my legs. " I don't have the urge to sleep, Jeremy,".Jeremy, noticing the unease that smeared on my face, hung his arm over my shoulder. I turned to him,
" I remember everything, Randelle. I remember I wasn't loved by my mate. I remember the silver bullet that pierced through my brain. I remember everything," Jeremy spoke, not sparing me a gaze. His voice was thick, seething a nostalgic emotion. I sighed, perplexed by the unfolded reality. " Why have you hidden this from me all these years?" Jeremy turned to me, a subtle smile smeared on his face. " You know, Randelle," He sighed, and continued, " life is a choice. I was trying to avoid the mistake I made in my past life. I needed to let you decide who you love, and thus, It was my pleasure seeing you rejecting Rico at the aisle,". A surge of guilt brewed in my veins as Jeremy spoke. He was right. I made the wrong choice in my past life and rejected him as my mate. I never gave him the chance for love. However, the mistake I made would never repeat itself. In this life, I'd give Jeremy the love he deserved in ten folds. And, however, I had promised to take brutal revenge on Rico and
As soon as the pack members saw the duo who were about to delve into combat, they encircled them and watched as they prepared to fight. I was also among the crowds, looking forward to the match. The muscular guy was the first to shift into his wolf. He lunged against Jeremy with its dangerous limbs. Jeremy, studying its moves, rooted on his spot and calculated his precision. He landed a blow at the Wolf's neck, and the wolf flew to the other side of the field, gliding on the green grass. " Wow! I've never seen a werewolf fight in his human form defeat a shifted werewolf," The pack members were surprised by Jeremy's Martial skills. Jeremy stood on his spot, making some skillful acrobatics as he awaited the weak wolf on the floor. After some minutes of waiting for the wolf to stand up, it shifted back to the muscular guy, who was now grunting incessantly on the floor. The muscular guy lifted his head, blood dripping out of his torn flesh on the green grass. His eyes went white and he
Jeremy's POV. " He's the Alpha of the Dark wand pack. He's so wicked and dangerous," I spoke, my eyes bloodshot. Kyle clenched his fist and grunted in pain. In my past life, before my head was blown off, I had once caught Rico talking about underground pathways with some high-rank pack members, and werewolves, which they used to abduct werewolves and vulnerable humans. I heard it. I confirmed it, but I kept it inside of me because I was so scared to reveal it. I knew if I revealed it I'd be killed- if not by Rico, then it'd be by the higher rank werewolves. Well, I never knew it was all the same. But in this life, I was ready to expose the evil works of Alpha Rico and make sure he reaped from where he sow. Also, before we ran away from the pack, I overheard Rico planning to trade werewolves. I treacherously left Randelle here with Kyle so that I could trace them, and luckily for me, I found the underground pathway where Rico kept abducted werewolves. Kyle moved closer to me and res
Rico's POV." My Alpha, we've searched everywhere for her including the neighboring packs but she's nowhere to be found," My senior guard delivered on his knees. " What? She's nowhere to be found? How many eternities do you need to look for a skinny girl, huh?" I questioned, his body quivering at the pronunciation of my words. " My Alpha...," he was about to say a word when I shut him up. " Keep quiet, cocktail. I'm not interested in anything you have to say other than bringing Randelle back to my pack alive and that idiot, Jeremy, dead or alive. And if I noticed you're not capable of looking for her, I'd personally add you to my slaves,". With this, he nodded and quivered out of my presence. " Don't get upset over minor issues, Rico. Don't let this stop our fun," Eva spoke, shoving another bottle of beer into my hand. Eva had shoved about three bottles of beer into my hand tonight. I was a bit tipsy, but I wouldn't stop drinking. She thought I was drinking for fun. But, No. I was
Randelle's POV. Kyle walked up to where I and Jeremy were seated. He took a seat opposite us, and exhaled, glaring at us pitifully. " I'm sorry for all that happened, Jeremy,". With just a nod, Jeremy responded and looked away. " It's fine, Kyle. We just need to be prepared the next time," I said and continued applying herb to Jeremy's wound. Yesterday seemed to be a very brutal day for Jeremy and the pack members. They all came back wounded. However, Jeremy seemed to be the only one who sustained enough injury. He had a bruise on his left arm and a fracture on his right leg. I tried all I could to heal Jeremy with my pureblood powers, but my wolf seemed to be numbed as she felt little of Jeremy's pain too. We were on the field where those who sustained injury too were being treated by the pack technicians. However, I wasn't bothered about whatever happened last night as I had believed we'd train more, and attack the underground space again. Alpha Rico's pack must become history!!
Jeremy walked up to me with broken tears on his face, and lifted me, pulling me tightly to his embrace. Douglas walked up to us and pushed us furiously, and Jeremy struggled to regain our stand." You're the traitors responsible for Kyle's death. We should have sent you out of the pack," Douglas yelled at us. The other pack members also supported as they murmured intensively among each other." What do you mean, Douglas? " I asked and took a step closer to his face. Jeremy was sad about Kyle's death. He rooted in his spot, and buried his face on the ground, oblivion to Douglas's word.Kyle had been a very good person ever since we arrived at this pack. He was nicer to us, most especially, Jeremy. Jeremy felt sad for not being able to protect him." Yes, Randelle. When was the last time we were attacked? It's been fucking three years. But when you came, we were attacked in less than two days," Douglas yelled.I knew how painful Douglas was right now, but that still didn't mean that we w
My heart blazed over Damien's words. The more I was trying to process the reality of his words, the more shattered I became. " Are you serious with what you just said, Damien? And how sure are you?"Damien smiled, rubbing his temples. " Look here, Randelle. I'd not lie to you. If Jeremy truly wants you to rule him he should have given you the scroll, and let you learn from it,".I flanked my eyebrows as he landed. How come Damien knew I was asking for the scroll from Jeremy? Was he eavesdropping on our conversation?" Yes, Randelle. I overheard you and Jeremy arguing about the scroll. There's nothing to argue about if truly he wants you to take the lead as the pureblood. The reason he tabled was dumb. When do you know your abilities would be activated naturally? Is it until Rico kills everyone?" Damien chipped in with urgency in his voice.I exhaled sharply and was lost in my thoughts over his point of view. However, I didn't see it that way. I felt Jeremy was overprotective, and that
I sat down alone on the bed and crossed my arms as I was lost in my thoughts. I never knew Rico had planned to fight us with the witch. Nonetheless, what disheveled me was the fact that I couldn't even make use of my strength as the pureblood. I felt useless.Soon, Blade, and Jeremy walked up to me with mixed reactions on their faces. They came and sat down closer to me." Why are you sad, Randelle?" Jeremy asked, patting my shoulder gently." That's a stupid question, Jeremy. Randelle is the fucking pureblood, and she couldn't even stop that mother fucker witch," Blade raised his voice at Jeremy." She tried her best, Blade. You shouldn't put all the blame on her for our failure," Jeremy fired back at Blade." No, Jeremy. Blade is right. I was useless during the fight. I couldn't even make use of my power to defeat that witch. I felt so disappointed in myself," I turned to Jeremy and said, my eyes blaring with rage and regret." No, Randelle. You're not useless," Jeremy reassured me
Randelle The rays of dawn streamed through the curtains, bathing our entwined bodies in a warm golden glow. I nestled against the solid strength of Jeremy's chest, his arms wrapped securely around me as we lingered in those blissful moments before waking. "I wish we could stay like this forever," I murmured, tilting my face up to meet his sleepy grin. The depth of emotion shining in his eyes made my heart swell."There's nowhere I'd rather be than right here with you, my love," Jeremy replied, his voice still husky with sleep. He brushed his fingers through my tangled hair before capturing my lips in a long, slow kiss."Ahh, slow down wolf." I moan biting his lips."Can't...if it's you." He groans and capture my lips again making me giggle.All too soon, the responsibilities of the day could be ignored no longer. With great reluctance, I untangled myself from Jeremy's embrace and prepared to leave for my training. His brows drew together, forehead creasing ever so slightly in that
Randelle "Show yourself. even birds grow weary flitting about so." I exclaimed.An awkward throat cleared before Timothy's bulky frame materialized from the bushes."Timothy?"What's the hell is he doing here? Is he following me now?He looked more abashed cub than formidable warrior, and drunked twigs jutting from his ink black mane. I crossed my arms, cocking one brow in silent inquiry."Er sorry to disturb you, Chosen One. I returned from patrol early and hoped to observe Elder Keiran's lesson then saw you come this way." He scuffed one boot, not quite meeting my eyes. "Didn't mean to lurk like some creeping scout." He laughed wrly.I weighed his words before answering neutrally. "It's nothing, no harm done. But the training grounds is that way." I shrugged my sore shoulders. "Keiran focuses within there."Timothy finally lifted his tawny gaze, conviction burning there. "Oh I know I was following you. Of course. I was amazed by your dedication and how it has great impact on the y
RandelleI woke to pale dawn light filtering through the curtained window. Beside me Jeremy slept on, the steady rise and fall of his chest reassuringly familiar. I took a moment to trace the beloved planes of his bearded face, relaxed in repose, before easing from the quilted nest of furs. After washing and braiding back my hair, I moved quietly to the kitchen to start water boiling. The simple domestic tasks soothed my churning thoughts. Soon rich coffee aroma filled the small cabin, mingling with sounds of Jeremy stirring in the next room.I savored the peace of breaking fast with my mate as the rising sun lent its golden glow. We lingered over emptied plates, speaking little but communicating much through tangled fingers and lingering glances. All too soon duty's call could be ignored no longer. With a sigh I stood, gathering up my training gear. Jeremy's fingers caught my wrist, halting my motions."You seem uneasy this morn, my heart." His hazel eyes searched my face. "Is the
Randelle"It's a new day."I smiled as I sat on top a mossy boulder breathing deep the wet evergreen scents wreathing the dawn-kissed glen. The birdsong and the melodic rush of the swollen creek gradually eased tight muscles in my back, the morning's tranquility balm to battle-rattled senses.The threat of Rivero's marauders had passed like an angry storm front, though his final venomous words still haunted...was our victory merely the eye of a more destructive tempest ahead?Soft footfalls rustled behind me. I turned with a smile to greet Jeremy's approach, taking in the pensive cast to his bearded features. My mate hoisted himself lightly beside me, the boulder barely shifting beneath his bulk. For a time we simply soaked in harmonious surroundings, the press of our shoulders and synchronized breathing enough. But chilling memories would not release their grip so easily.Jeremy sighed heavily, his brooding gaze miles away. "Can't say I much fancy the notion of Rico and his jackal
Jeremy I hurtled into the chaotic melee with a roar, claws cleaving the air around me. All was reduced to flashes of violence, the shriek of metal and screams of dying men. I waded relentlessly into the press, rallying my scattered forces by sheer ferocity. "To me, Freeway! Form up, you Son of a b**tch!" I bellowed, spinning and slashing in a deadly arc to buy precious space. Keiran appeared at my shoulder, golden eyes alight with battle fury despite blood slicking half his face. We traded a single nod before turning our steel upon the roiling enemy ranks.For endless minutes we battled bitterly back to back, carving openings for dazed packmates to surge behind our whirling point defense. I marked brothers and sisters falling with gutting finality, their lives the brutal coin purchased our thin perimeter. Gradually our numbers coalesced into a coherent line, bows twanging sporadically from the fringes to pick off overeager Rogues. But still we yielded ground before the ravening ho
RandelleWe met Keiran and the others fighting back Rivero and his mean pack. Keiran's face was tired but fierce. "We won't let them pass!" he yelled. His fur was red from blood.Jeremy pointed his axe. "Freeway pack stay strong!" he bellowed. "We push together!"Everyone roared loud. Their smells were mad and scared but their eyes burned brave. Rivero laughed cold. He was big with black fur and dead eyes. "My wolves will feast well tonight," he sneered. Jeremy jumped at Rivero. Their claws crashed hard. The sound hurt my ears. Rivero kicked Jeremy back. Then his wolves attacked Keiran's team. I launch at a grey wolf. He fell but more came. Their hot breath steamed the air. Their claws and fur were red with blood. My friends were tired from the long fight."Smart Randelle, you lead some wolves around back," Jeremy panted. I gathered Agnus, Kyra, Lana. We snuck behind mean Rivero's pack quiet as foxes. We burst from the bushes yelling. The Rogues turned in surprise. Now my pac
RandelleI woke up to the scent of frying meat and eggs, my stomach rumbling. Beside me, Jeremy stirred, his warmth against my back receding. I rolled over to see him sitting on the edge of the bed, hair tousled, blinking the sleep from his eyes.“Mornin’ beautiful,” he rumbled, lips curving in a lazy grin, Jeremy here? Who's cooking then. “Jake must be fixin’ breakfast.” Jeremy as spoke as if he read my mind."What a nice brother he is." A smile spreading on my face in answer as I sat up, the cozy quilts pooling around my waist. Dawn’s rosy light filtered between the curtains, gilding Jeremy’s rugged profile where he sat scruffing one hand through his dark mane of hair.I stifled a jaw-cracking yawn behind one slim hand, inhaling the aromatic scents wafting from our little kitchen. My mate chuckled knowingly.“C’mon then, before it gets cold.” He stood and stretched, joints popping audibly, before grabbing a discarded shirt off the floor. I averted my gaze from his muscular torso w