The mating ball came to my mind again when I saw the gown. It was too beautiful for my eyes. I never saw such a gown in Eliza’s closet. I shook the thoughts away and tried to distract myself by scrubbing the Luna's house.
I wanted to attend the ball, I wanted to know what it was like. Eliza had always said a lot of things about it whenever she returned and it fascinated me the most. I wanted a different life for myself and it wasn’t going to come if I stayed here being a punching bag and a salaryless maid.
What if I had a mate? What if the Luna was wrong all along? What if I had someone waiting for me? Someone who is going to accept me just the way I am, with all of my flaws. What if that person won’t care about how broken or worthless I am and he would accept me all the same?
A lot of what-ifs came to my mind, there was a chance that I had a mate out there who was just waiting for me. I heard that some wolves would rather grow old alone than choose someone else to mate with. What if I had someone like that? If I did, then it would be wrong for me not to attend or meet him, even if it’s just once.
There is a hierarchy chart in Pack Wolves, there is the king who rules all the pack Wolves, and his mate, the Queen is the mother figure in the wolves. The Alpha is the leader of every pack with his Luna. The beta is the second in command, Gamma is the third in command, and the head of the pack warriors is the Delta. There are also pack doctors and pack members, the last are the Omegas, they are the pack runts, the illest treated in the pack but not all packs treat omegas like dirt, so I have heard.
I wasn’t wishing for a high-ranked wolf as a mate because every high-ranking wolf wanted a strong female by his side and I don’t fit in that description. All I wanted was a normal wolf who would love me for who I am, take care of me, and if possible, take me away from my pack. I don’t want to live the rest of my life here.
I made up my mind.
I was going to attend the Ball, even if it meant sneaking out of the pack while everyone was distracted and if I didn't find my mate, I would sell those treasures I found in that bag last night and run to the human world, I wasn’t going to return after tomorrow.
All that was left for me to buy was a makeup kit. I know a little when it comes to painting my face. I need to go and get some.
I tried to avoid the pack members but wasn’t so lucky and got stepped on and pushed around a few times. I remained calm and quiet, I couldn’t give them the benefit of seeing me beg or cry out for mercy. When I reached the pack boundaries, a warrior stopped me.
“Where do you think you are going?” He looked stern and it seemed like he wouldn’t hesitate to mindlink the alpha that I was trying to escape, which wasn’t good for me.
The warrior was eyeing a box of ice cream that I stole from Bren’s personal fridge. I plan to bring this as a bribe since none of us pack members has the luxury to buy and eat.
I had made plans ahead of me and I knew the warrior wouldn’t say no to this. Or even know what kind of soft cream ice cream was.
“I have to get some beauty products for Eliza,” I said.
“And what is that thing with you?”
“Oh, this?” I asked, showing him the ice cream container. “This is an ice cream. It is a sweet and flavored soft cream. It is Bren’s favorite sweet. I cleaned his fridge and told me to throw this away since it’s already expired. When I looked at the expiration date, it wasn’t expired at all,” I explained.
“Does he know about this?”
I shook my head and opened the lid of the ice cream container showing him the mouth-watering violet color hardened cream.
“No, he didn’t.”
I saw the warrior’s mouth watered. I couldn’t blame him. No one in my pack except the Alpha family tasted this sweet cream.
“If you give me that, then you can leave”
He was trying to sound tough but I knew he wanted the ice cream to himself.
I had him hooked but I still had to put up a show, I pretended to be hesitant.
“But it’s-.”
“You can either give it to me and be on your way or I can tell the alpha that you tried to escape.” He threatened.
I tried to look scared at his threat before I handed the ice cream to him. He looked very happy that his threat had worked but he had no idea that this was something I really wanted.
“You can leave, if you are caught, you never saw me. Understood?”
“Yes.” I sneered in my mind, he was trying to give me a way out for himself if I got caught. But on the bright side, I had a few hours to get what I needed and return before the Luna got back.
When I arrived in the city where the stores were, I didn’t hesitate before entering one because I couldn’t risk running into Luna and Eliza or any of my pack members. The result will be disastrous.
A saleslady smiled at me as I entered the beauty store.
“Welcome, is there anything you want that I can help you with?”
“I need a makeup kit.”
The saleslady scanned my face.
“Perfect! I have something that would be just good for you,” she said, smiling and led me to the make-up kit shelf. She let me sit on a high chair and took a couple of things from the shelf. “Would you mind if I applied these products to your face? I’m sure this tone will look good on you.”
I nodded at her. Since nobody else in the store apart from both of us, I let her do what she wanted.
I let the woman do what she wanted to do. It took a couple of minutes when she finally said I could check my face in the mirror.
Taking a deep breath, I looked at myself and gasped at the stranger who was looking back at me. She was so beautiful, the scars on his face faded as if she was really the Alpha’s daughter who lives in luxury things.
“Did you like it?” she said.
“Yes.” I forced myself to respond, I was still shocked.
“I knew that this tone would look good on you. Behind those scars on your face, there’s a beautiful face hiding behind it,” she said.
I blushed a little, I haven’t received any compliments in a very long time.
When I returned to the pack, I entered through the backdoor and hid my stuff in a nearby bush. I’ll grab it before going home tonight.
After making sure it was well hidden, I went to the kitchen to make food for the Alpha family. About an hour later, Eliza came in with her best friend Courtney and they were laughing over some gossip or whatever they were talking to.
Courtney was one of the bullies who loved watching me suffer and I hate her so much.
“Where’s my food?” Eliza yelled from the living room. I didn’t respond, I only carried a plate of brownies and a can of soda to her.
“Where is mine? Are you suddenly blind that you couldn’t notice the number of people here?” Courtney inquired rudely.
I rolled my eyes at her.
“I only serve the Alpha family and you don’t belong to it.”
“Iza, she is being rude. How do you tolerate her?”
“She’s right and stop being whiny and let’s talk about the Rogues that would be attending the ball since it's your first time attending” It was obvious that Eliza would rather tolerate me than her because she knew what kind of person Courtney was.
I glared at her before returning to the kitchen. I wanted to eavesdrop on their conversation and find out as much as possible about the Ball.
Courtney looked embarrassed and could only swallow her grievances since Eliza wasn’t going to support her.
“I heard that the demon is going to attend, I only hope that he doesn’t end up getting mated to any of us.”
The demon?
Who is that? I was confused.
“I pity the she-wolf that ends up as his mate, she would be so scared that he might murder her in her sleep someday. I heard that he is twenty-five but he is the most feared Rogue king,” Eliza chipped in.
“Yes. When he was fifteen, he single-handedly fought a group of vampires and a pack of wolves who attacked him and won, all the other alphas and the king feared him because it is said that he killed his own father to get the Rogue King position.”
“He is the most ruthless Rogue and he also gets uncontrollable bloodlust. Who knows whether he might end up killing his mate someday.”
“Even our king was so scared of him, his members respected him.”
The conversation went on and on, at some point I got so tired of listening and decided to go home. What I had heard about the Rogue King was enough to make me fascinated, how can a person make so many fear him so much? Others were scared of him but I looked forward to meeting him, I couldn’t draw a conclusion about him without first meeting him.
That night when I was about to fall asleep, a searing pain shot from the tattoo on my wrist, I bit into my arm to prevent myself from crying out. Mom would be furious if she heard me. The pain spread from my wrist to the rest of my body. Exaggerating pain shot my whole body when I heard something crack, the pain intensified to almost make me pass out.The cracking sound continued inside me as my body distorted into various weird angles, it was a hundred times more painful than I already experienced.Dots appeared in my vision as I closed my eyes but the pain kept me awake. I wanted it to stop but it only intensified and I dared not scream out or my mom would hit me till I was half dead. After a while of intense agony, it stopped. The fast the pain appeared was also the fast before it disappeared. My wolf was smiling at me in my head before darkness completely swallowed me.When I woke up the next morning, I recalled what had happened to me the previous night so I checked myself in a m
Kayah’s Point of View“What? Did the cat get your tongue, my lady?” Seven said as he was staring at me. “Uhm, I think you got the wrong, girl, Sir,” I said. Trying to step back from him. I knew this man.“Did I? If I did, you wouldn’t be wearing that dress which I custom-made only for you,” he said. Oh…This gown isn’t mine! I just found it in the middle of the forest…I wanted to tell him but just by looking at the Rogue King, my knees felt like Jelly and I was scared of him. What should I do? I need to get out of here!“Don’t you feel me?” He growls lowly, enough for me to hear. “Because I’m damn sure you are my mate.”Sweat started to form on my forehead. “I…uhm c-can I go to the bathroom?”He furrowed. “Let me escort you-”“No. No I can go alone,” I said and didn’t wait for his next words as I turned around and ran away from him. I intend to leave the mating ball. I rather go back to my abusive pack rather than to be mated with a Rogue King. After making sure he didn’t follow
him. “And who’s idea was it?” I asked him, still irritated.He chuckled. “I was trying to help to find your little mate, Seven,” he said. “Maybe this little mate of yours is probably in that school,” he added. “She’s a healer for fuck sake-”“But you're one big bad bad king, Seven. She’s probably afraid of you that’s why she ran away and left the dress you custom made,” he added.“Ugh…”“Now go and report. Maybe if you’re lucky enough, you’ll find your run away little mate there.”Against my will, I arrived.As I entered the piece of junk school, I saw jocks and cheer leaders ganging on a girl. She was badly beaten. Her back was at me and I couldn’t see who she was. Bullying was common in Pack wolves. I don’t blame them, their leaders could’t care. In my kingdom, bullying is punishable by death. Rogues do not tolerate power gaps nor abuse the leader’s power. "Red had persuaded me to go to this piece of junk university, and this is the scene that greeted me?" Pissed.The woman in
Gray’s Point of ViewSabrina…Who the hell was Sabrina?“I’m not Sabrina. That’s not my name,” I told him, trying to tell him the truth. “Will you quit it?” Seven asked me as he manoeuvred our way to his car off which I know will leave off to somewhere I don’t know. “Try to tell lies and you’ll see what will happen,” he added, warning me. I gulped. Why was this man so adamant about me as Sabrina and not someone who he mistakenly took as his mate? I get it, I wore the gown that was supposed to be his mate’s but I doubt it if he actually has seen her. Nevertheless, the whole me felt something about him. Something about him that draws me to him. My body trembles as I look at Seven. He’s too tall, too broad, too dangerous. His dangerous aura clouded my senses, making it hard for me to think straight. He’s nothing like the boys in my college or even in my pack. He asserted too much confidence and power, and I knew he demanded respect with his presence. His dark dominance was doing some
Kayah’s point of view“I’m better than Ron when it comes to thinking ahead. I might not be a fighter but I’m smarter.” Blaze ran a hand through his hair and winked. From his words, I understood that he was Sabrina’s main servant while Ron was probably a warrior. While I was deep in my thoughts, he took that chance to place the tiara on my hair. “Gorgeous! Perfect!”As I snapped back to reality, I noticed the gaze of some people on me, they whispered amongst themselves but it didn’t seem like they were saying anything bad. Some were bold enough to try and approach me but the glare from the two men with me was enough to stop them. “Can we go in?” I wasn’t comfortable with the attention I was receiving.“Sure!” As we walked to the main entrance, people bowed their heads and made way for us. I smiled as I walked past them, not wanting to act rude since I wasn’t supposed to bow to them.I allowed the guards to lead me to a room where a woman was waiting, she immediately got to her feet
Kayah’s Point of ViewI was soon in the midst of a group of people, it was made up of both male and female wolves who were attending the party, they were laughing and discussing something that I soon lost interest in, more like bragging about their packs and how organized and strong it was. Oh yes, I forgot packs of Alphas were also here. Just how many did Seven invite here just to me, his ‘mate’? Ron also mentioned to me about Seven trying to pair the rogues and packs that didn’t find their mates from the previous mating ball. Basically, it is the second mating ball organized by the King of rogues.I didn’t know anything about Sabrina’s pack so I quietly sipped from my champagne glass and pretended to be interested. It was comfortable to be around people my age and no one was releasing their pheromones or I would have found it difficult to stay upright and that might give my identity away.Suddenly I noticed my ‘loving’ siblings strolling over to where the group was. Eliza and Brian
Axel’s Point of ViewLooking out from my window, the moon was calling me. The gentle breeze gave me the smell of rich pine, awakening my senses even further. It was almost three, close to two hours before the rest of the pack rose at dawn. My wolf was agitated, I had neglected his need for freedom for too long. I needed to shift.Walking down stairs, I made my way past the living room almost tripping on that fucking rug, again.Christ, I have to remember to get rid of that thing. It's fucking ugly anyway.Creaking as if in protest of being woken, I opened the front door, inviting the wild to me. One deep inhale and he stirs. Ears prick. Eyes track the blanket of clouds above.He snarls with impatience and as my bare feet stride across the thickets of grass below, he breaks through.His howl is primal. Raw. Fierce.Taking off like a bird in flight, I am but a bystander as he takes control. The dirt beneath him ricochets behind like a field of arrows as he dives deeper into the forest a
Axel’s Point of viewWho needs a mate when you’re comfortable with someone else? As I stepped into my house,I already smelt her before I could see her. Stalking my way up to my master bedroom, I knew Alice was waiting for me. Not going to lie, we'd been fucking for months but it was understood that's all it was. I knew she felt the same.I've never been one to wait for my Luna, and nor would I demand her too either. It would be ignorant to expect wolves to maintain a vow of chastity when fucking was in our very nature. As long as they were two consenting adults, I could give two fucks who anyone slept with. Making love though, is something I longed to experience, but tonight I had other plans. I just needed an escape.Her shadow gave way to her form as I opened my door. There was no denial from me that she was a beautiful she-wolf. I eyed her hungrily as she stood facing the glass window, gazing at the scenery below. She knew I was watching her and she fucking loved it, the essence o
Axel’s Point of ViewLancelette was what most people pictured when they thought of a warrior with an ability to talk to the Moon Goddess. A priestess if you call it. Taller than normal she-wolf and perfect shoulders made to worship the Goddess. Her slightly muscled arms told a tale of strength and her scars of survival. Like all weres, she did not scar easily so the fact that she had any showed she had survived what few could. She has been alive longer than my father and yet her appearance never changed for she claimed she saw the Goddess herself. She was favored. She wore a blank face, her eyes alert and her movements precise and minimal. "Alphas." He bowed to the room and then turned to face my father. "How may I serve you.""Lancelette." My father acknowledged. "We need your ability to reveal the truth of someone."There was a slight pause before she gave a firm nod. We all knew Lancelette used her gift.to judge someone whether they were good or bad. Though the Shadow's End pack
Axel’s Point of View"Axel," my mother's sister chirped in. "We all want what's best for you."Anger rose up inside me, a living thing like nothing I had ever felt before. I had always been an easygoing guy and couldn't remember the last time he had been angry. Now I felt nothing but anger. Blood rushed to my head and I saw red, my wolf rose and I was sure it showed in his eyes."And the best for me is to spend the next century or more living in hell?" Shaking my head, I turned to walk out."Axel!" My father's voice was a command, for all it was quiet. Despite retiring, he still has the power to command me.I didn't want to listen, but for all my anger this was my father and the Alpha before me. Biting my teeth, I turned to face him. He had been quiet all this time listening, whatever he had to say though I would not listen if it had anything to do with abandoning my mate. That I would never do."We are not finished here,” he stated. "You will not disrespect us by walking out.”Still
Axel’s Point of ViewI ran my hand through my hair and sighed. To think all I had been looking forward to a dull night and spent the night sleeping. Now he had a mate who was looking for the slightest reason to run for the hills. A mate who was pregnant and scared.Never in my wildest dream that she’ll be here, running away from Seven. At first I think she was Sabrina, the infamous healer but now I know she’s someone else. And now that she’s here, there’s no turning back. She was an enigma as was her friend and aside from the pull of mates I found her intriguing. Life, I suspected, would never be dull with her. I wasn’t even surprised by my non-reaction to her pregnancy. Most wolves would have resented her unborn child, maybe even demanded she terminate her pregnancy but I hadn't even thought about that.She had actually had the guts to challenge my Uncle Von and my highbreed cousin, one of the most feared Alphas out there. That took guts and had impressed the heck out of him. Not so
Kayah’s Point of ViewI still had doubts about putting myself at the mercy of the pack. I still thought the whole pack system was a great evil considering my old pack but circumstances were out of my hands. After giving my trust to the system all my life, never questioning that trust had been betrayed in an instant. I would rather not make the same mistake twice or return to the Rogue side…I wondered though what other alternatives there might be. It was all ending a feral. No one survived long and succumbed to their wolves. Ferals preyed upon humans and were alike. They would often hunt omegas to breed on taking what they would with little regard for the damage they caused. Unaligned wolves were particularly vulnerable to them but the packs were no better.They had at best loyalty to their own and did not treat the occasional unaligned wolf with any compassion. While the ferals just killed them on sight. The only thing I could think of was that we were both very tired. The surrou
Kayah’s Point of View“You have a beautiful name.”When he smiled again I wanted to punch him, just so that I could stop feeling for butterflies. Surely if he had fewer teeth his smile would stop being so perfect and melting my brain cells."I'm Axel.""Am I supposed to say 'it's a pleasure meeting you'?" I asked, wanting to burst his good mood just so he could show his true colours and how ruthless he was.Another smile, I snorted and he laughed. "Yes, finding a mate is a pleasure," he shot me a teasing grin. "Especially a mate like me."I had to be coming down with something. The fluttering in my heart and stomach could not be normal. Nor was the heat that melted my limbs so that I had to consciously lock my legs to keep on standing.He held out his hand to her. "Come and meet my mother,” He invited.A mother who would be the former Luna, who would be able to override his apparent decision to keep me as his mate. What mother would want his son saddled with me? I couldn't decide i
Kayah’s Point of View"Are all Alphas the same as you?”The man before me claimed that he was my mate. The words had left my mind when I accepted Seven and out of nowhere, I had a mate and none other than the Demon Alpha where killing was nothing for him. I hadn't thought he would stand there coolly regarding me as if we were having freaking morning tea or something. In fact, I never expected things like this. “You knew we had a mate?” I asked my wolf. “Yes.”“Since when?”“During the mating ball. I already met him but I chose Seven,” she replied as if this demon Alpha never interested her. “How dare you!? How dare you choose someone who was never ours!”“I chose someone who can protect us!”“And our mate can’t? Look, I could have the real me with him. I don’t have to pretend like someone else. “He’s- ugh forget it.”“You put us in danger! Look what happened to us! We’re like a fugitive running away from the most dangerous wolf in the world!”“Okay whatever. My mistakes. I'll let
Axel’s Point of ViewI didn’t want to go hunt for the invading ferals, but I hadn't been given a choice. Joros isn't home yet from the western border of my lands. I’m not really in the mood of going out since the encounter between me and the Rogue king, not to mention it was my birthday, damn it.I shouldn't have to spend the night hunting good-for-nothing wolves who enjoyed preying on decent Weres. But as the alpha, the protection of the pack was my duty.There was a party in my honour as my mom said. She invited plenty of unmated she-wolves from all over who had come hoping to be the Luna of the pack. Many of them were willing to go to second or third base with me. But none of that excites me. The thing that excited me was to find my mate. I just want to rest and be alone but my parents left me no choice. My gamma and delta would be hosting my party while I was stuck hunting some scrawny ferals. Surely the thirty warriors going to the hunt did not need me, especially with my capabl
Axel’s Point of ViewSince the day I lost my mate to the Rogue King, I lost the will to live. My people suggested that I take another Luna. I told him that the Rogue King took my mate and that I couldn’t do anything about it. I fought hard but what puzzled me most was that she never recognized me. It was odd.“Brother, Dad wanted to tell you not to forget your own birthday. You have been coping inside your office,” my brother Isaac said as he entered my office without knocking. If he was someone else, he’d already be dead. "You worry yourself more than I worry for you, Isaac. I'll be fine. I can take care of myself."“Mom said they’ll celebrate your twenty-eight birthday tomorrow.”“I don’t need a birthday, okay? I’m fine. Go and take care of the young warriors,” I replied, without sparing him a glance. “Brother-”“I’m okay, okay? You don't have to worry.”With one last try to convince me, I let Isaac walk away and watched as he started to train the young wolves.It should be Joros
Kayah’s Point of View“I’m taking you to the most trusted pack,” Lisa told me after a week of being together. My condition has worsened. According to her, I needed medical attention since I was carrying a rogue’s heir.She said the rogue's babies were special. They will drain their mother’s life force if not monitored. “Okay,” I replied and we started our journey as we evaded Seven’s keen eyes. One night as we were approaching the pack that Lisa told me, we were ambushed by hungry Ferals. There were four of them and there were only two of us. I knew Lisa was capable but I’m not sure if I could protect myself and the baby. “Be careful, Kayah,” Lisa warned me as she lunged against the feral who was going against her.One of the ferals stepped closer to me as he bore his canines on me and leapt to attack me. I bared my canines at him in anger as I punched the wolf. It sent him flying a good distance from me. I thank Seven for teaching me how to fight and those restless training. The