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 ViewThis territory belongs to Seven, the king of the Rogues.Eyeing the Rogues patrolling in the distance, I stifled a snarl, angry on behalf of those who lost so much. This pack used to be the top pack of the Pack Kingdom. They were strongest, and the ones who went against the Rogue and Pack’s cease-fire. Their Alpha’s mistake resulted in their demise and the Pack king could only watch them being torn apart. First their Alpha in childbirth, and then faced with the choice of their land or their lives. It had become a ghost town, decimated by greed and a flagrant disregard to the suffering of others. One of the strongest packs had been flattened in an instant, a cruel warning of how quickly tides can turn."Neve, you're leading north-east, James, start south-west and disperse the surroundings. We stalk in linear to the kill zone, distract and attack just like we planned, but leave him for me."“What about the rogues? They might be a problem.”“We’re not touching them.
Kayah’s Point of ViewMy breaths became labored as the tattoo in my hand tingles, it started to hurt at a point and I hissed in pain. I have a mate and a king of Rogues trying to claim me despite not his true mate?‘What would they do if they found out that I was not the healer? What if they found out that I’m just a weak omega?’So many questions were running through my mind that I found it hard to breathe, it felt like I was detached from reality, I could see Axel’s lips moving but I couldn’t hear a word, black spots dotted my view. The darkness threatened to engulf me and I passed out with hopes that everything that was happening was just a crazy dream that I would soon wake up to,I woke up sprawled in the center of a king sized bed. I was squirming, my hands tightly held on to a fistful of clothes while my eyes were tightly shut. I was in so much discomfort but there was no one around to help.I was stuck in a nightmare that replayed in my head like a reel. In it, I was in the mi
But something was nagging behind my head. It’s the Demon Alpha. I forgot something about him… something seemed so important.I shrugged and I was lost in my thoughts while enjoying his company. At that moment, my stomach made a funny sound, which embarrassed me.“My lady-” Seven started but I cut him off.“Kayah, call me Kayah, your majesty.”“Seven. It is my name. I believe you know it!” He snapped, scaring me and recoiled from his touch. “We are mates and it feels wrong when you address me like a stranger.”“Oh, it’s my fault. I’ll call you Seven then.” I tried to sound calm but I was scared and was worried. I knew that he didn’t have a loving side but that didn’t change the fact that maybe there was another side of him that I wanted to see, not the side of him that caused other Alphas and kings to behave like rabbits before a predator while they were around him. Yes, I had heard a lot of things about him the previous night, but he was my mate and I was willing to give him the ben
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