CassidyFinding the Alpha was easier than I had thought it was going to be. I stumbled right into his office in an attempt to hide. He disgusts me. He is extremely attracted to me and doesn't try to hide his lust. He also has zero qualms about asserting his dominance over me. He is nothing like Alpha Elijah. Alpha Elijah is a fair and respectable Alpha. This Alpha...is a monster! I can't deny that I am terrified."The Gods wouldn't have sent you here to die," Arie says, attempting to reassure me."I'm not scared of death Arie," I admit angrily. "I'm scared of torture and abuse. This is a fucked up path we are on and I don't trust that the Gods will keep us 100% safe. They revealed what needs to be done and it is up to us to make shit happen and keep ourselves alive."Arie is quiet for a few minutes. The Alpha has been staring at me intently for awhile. It seems thoughts are spinning around in his head after I revealed to him that I am the prophecy wolf. An evil grin has been plastered
ElijahKevin and I arrive at a small house that is supposed to be where the boy lives. We knock on the door and a short woman with short brown hair opens the door. "Mrs. Henley?" I ask.She stares at me in shock. No doubt she knows who I am, being the Alpha and all. "Um....no....my name is Lori Crow," she responds nervously."My apologies," I say. "I might be at the wrong house. Do you know of a boy named Jon Henley?"Her face pales. "He is my boy," she blurts out. "Is he okay?""Yes...yes. As far as I know," I assure her. "I didn't mean to scare you. You're his mother?""Yes, he has his father's last name," she explains. "He and his family deny his existence but I don't think it is fair to label him a bastard when he DOES have a father," she huffs.This is all so odd. A wolf born outside of the mating process is rare. I can understand why she wouldn't want her son to bear the burden of carrying no name and being seen as a bastard though. Being a bastard is even more shameful than b
Jon"What happened that day, Jon?" Jezebel asks. I don't answer right a way. I have been temporarily transported back to the past. Events play in my mind like a movie reel. The last day I spent with my mom. Moving to headquarters. Training. My mom joining the Crescent Moon pack.... So much changed after that day!"Alpha Elijah told me that they wanted me to start training with the Gammas," I finally say. "My mom and I were poor, and it had always just been the two of us. I never imagined I would stand out to pack leaders and get offered the chance of a lifetime... the chance to leave our struggles behind. But I did. I felt like it was a dream and barely remember that last night at home with my mom. I remember we ate dinner and talked about everything, but I don't remember what she cooked. I remember the time seemed to fly by, and I couldn't sleep that night...." My voice trails off as I once again find myself lost in thought."Jon," Jezebel says, grabbing my attention. I snap out of i
CassidyAlpha Theodore believed my intentions after Alpha Elijah successfully intervened with the rogues he sent to Wolvesbane pack to capture my mother. They were sent back here in pieces which enraged Alpha Theodore and solidified in his mind that Paul was indeed a traitor. Not long after the incident pack leaders came together to discuss opening up the battlefields so packs could battle out disagreements without destroying pack lands. It was well known that the Silverhair pack and the Crescent Moon pack were foes. This was an opportunity for them to confront their issues and battle it out. However, the condition of losing meant your pack would be taken over by the winning Alpha. Both Alphas were confident in their pack's strength, but apparently not enough to wage war against each other. For several months after the battlefields were formed no battles were fought. Packs were instead focusing on defense so that they would be prepared if any wars were waged against their packs.For m
TishaBeing the daughter of the Alpha of Silverhair pack can be really lonely. I have many fake friends. Obviously, pack members do not wish to be on my father's bad side and therefore are overly nice to me. It is nauseating. I'd rather have no friends than foe friends. I have only ever had two true friends. One a prisoner of my father's and the other whom I pushed away. But I had to do it or she would have died. When I was ten years old, my father had me escort a beautiful wolf named Cassidy to a bedroom not far from where we, the Alpha family, have our sleeping quarters. I was livid at first and wanted to hate her. Everyone knows of his concubines and I figured she was another addition. My mother assumed so as well. I remember she was so anxious and scared that Cassidy was being treated differently because father said she was special. My mother was certain Cassidy would be the one to finally bear him a son. According to my mother my father desperately wanted a son to carry on his b
JezebelHis cum drips down my leg and I feel nauseous. Up until now we have been careful. One day I would love to carry Jon's baby, but not now. So much will be happening soon and the time couldn't be more wrong."Shit," Jon groans. "I am so sorry Jezebel."I run to the bathroom and quickly clean myself up. After I wipe it all a way, I turn on the shower and step inside. I feel so overwhelmed. Day after day it has been one chaotic event after another. I lean my forehead against the stone wall and let the tears fall. "It was just one time. It is very likely we won't get pregnant," Jade says, attempting to comfort me. "I know," I whisper. I do believe our chances are low. We just can't have any more mishaps. "It isn't just this. This was just sort of the cherry on top so to speak," I sigh. "There is so much about to happen, and while I know some of it, there is also so much I do not know. Plus anything can change. I am just beyond exhausted from everything which has me feeling extrem
JonWe finish our breakfast and then get back in my car to begin our adventure. "Where to first?" Jezebel asks."You will find out when we get there," I tease."Fine," she fake pouts."You are cute," I say, smiling."Why do you always say that?" she giggles."Because you are...duh," I reply. We both laugh. "Kiss me."She leans over and gives me two quick pecks on the lips."That's all I get?" I whine."Yup," she replies, mischievously. "We know where kissing leads. We have other plans today.""Indeed we do," I chuckle.We pass by a hair salon, a clothing store, and a nail place in a plaza with a large hardware store. "Obviously I have never been to those places," I say pointing at the buildings next to the hardware store. "If you ever want to pamper yourself or whatever, there is a few places you can go, including these places of course. There is a few different resteraunts in town. All kinds of different food options. Not much different from any other town I suppose." "Not really m
JezebelThe view from Jon's office is gorgeous! I feel so relaxed in Jon's arms as we gaze out at part of the town below us, through a large bay window. A knock at the door brings us back to reality. Jon pulls away from me and answers the door. I continue to stare out at the view. I hear him approach, so I turn to face him."I didn't know exactly what you like, so I had Lance bring a few different options," Jon says. "Lance said he got a quarter of bud, I think he called it Girl Scout Cookies. There are also six joints rolled with Bubba kush." He looks unsure. "Are these really the names of Marijuana strains?" He pulls out four carts. "And these... go to this," he pulls out a vape pen. "Grape Ape, Strawberry Haze, Peach Cobbler, and NYC Diesel," he says, reading the cart strains. "Guess those don't sound as weird." He puts everything back inside a zebra print, cloth bag, and zips it. "There are a few other things in there as well. It has a lock on it. The zippers go here, and the locks
Cassius AKA Caz My twin brother and I just turned 22. As soon as we turned 19, Tristan found his mate, Trinity Henley, the alphas' daughter. I'm still waiting, but I'm not in a hurry. I like my solitude. I love to read and expand my knowledge. My brother is always teasing me about being a book nerd, but our moms love it. They get excited to buy me new books. I'll read anything, but my favorite books are full of mystery, action, and adventure. I love my moms, but they each have a favorite. I was named after our mother, Cassidy, and Tristan was named after our mother, Tisha. Tristan had his first vision when we were 16. Our mother Cassidy is a Prophecy Wolf, and the gift is passed to one child in each generation. Tristan is younger by two minutes. They bond over their gifts, and hence, he is her favorite. Our mother, Tisha, favors me. She calls us the normies. But I'm not a normie. Im just pretending. I see every vision Tristan sees, I just never go into a trance like state. I al
Jezebel Now that all the work is done, it's time for fun. We're celebrating all across the pack with tables of food set up on every corner. Cornhole tournaments. Euchre tournaments. Some of the guys have been playing basketball. There is a lot to enjoy, no matter which part of the pack you venture to. I can't recall a time in my life when I have ever experienced a celebration as magnificent as this! Even a lot of our allies are here. The packs can mingle again, and Uncle Jedd finally found his mate! Her husband died in battle six years ago. She came from the Redwood pack. We sent him to handle some pack business with our new ally, and she happened to be in the vicinity. Her name is Abigail. She moved in with Uncle Jedd right away. They got a bigger and nicer house. She brought her daughter, Evie. She is 22. And her son, Gavin, who is 14. Jon also gets to be reunited with his mom and his siblings. "Oh, she's gorgeous, hunny," Loretta says to Jon after he introduces me. "It's nice t
JezebelI drive as fast as I can toward the entrance of the pack. I can not believe the war has started."Jade?" Silence."Jade!" I cry out nervously, tears cascading down my cheeks. "Please, answer me."Silence."JADE!" I scream.And still... silence.The scream helped alleviate some of the frustration, but I'm still fucking terrified. I'm getting close to the gate. I can see the battle up ahead. I don't know what to do. There are so many wolves a few hundred yards in front of me. Jon is right. In my human form, I am weak. Jade is the real Alpha, not me. Without her, there is nothing I can do. "Jade! What about the vision? Jon does not fight this war alone, Jade. Where the fuck are you?" I growl.The silence is deafening. Maybe this isn't the only battle. Maybe this isn't our time. I decide it's probably best to just turn around and seek refuge with the rest of the innocents like Jon wanted. Before I can put the car in reverse, the passenger door swings open, and someone takes a sea
Spencer"What do you mean they escaped?" I growl.Three of my guards cower in fear before me. The block of cells they were guarding was attacked. Lights cut out. Injections of a sedative given. The fact that Marc and Hazel were discovered in the cell where my prophecy wolves were supposed to be tells me all I need to know. Bonnie and Clyde were plotting to steal one or both of them. The Gods only know where they planned to go because there aren't many options available to them. Going rogue is all they could have done. Stupid. Kids these days just don't have any fucking common sense. And where in the fuck did he get the sedatives? He tried a trick from my book. I bet the security cameras caught them in the act of some things. He must have stolen the sedatives from me. Heathen!"We failed you, Alpha. Punish us as you wish," a cracked voice whimpers, bringing me back to the guards.They all stand there with their heads hung low. They look so pathetic. "Because I need your permission fir
JezebelIt's been almost two weeks since Cassidy and Shirley returned home. Cassidy has been in a coma ever since. She passed out as soon as they stepped through the gates. Everyone is worried. Tisha and Shirley have hardly left her side. The rest of us have been busy. The war is near. We can all feel it in the air. After Marc and Hazel's betrayal and the Redwood pack losing their precious captives, we know we don't have much time. We don't know how much our enemy knows about our pack or the locations of Marc's tunnels. Jon comes up behind me and rubs my shoulders."Stop thinking so much," he lectures. "We have most of the tunnels caved in and traps in the others. It isn't going to be easy for them to get through. We're a fortress," he smirks proudly."It's happening," I reply seriously. "We might win, but it isn't a sure thing. I just wish Cassidy would wake up. Or that we were successful in finding that witch Shirley said helped them escape.""She is tied to the God's somehow. Shirl
Cassidy"I can't believe my mother refused to come with us. I doubt they are going to be very welcoming toward her once we are gone," a voice whispers."Now isn't the time to be crying for mommy. We can't fuck around. We have to be quick if we are going to make it out of here in time," another voice huffs quietly.I can see two silhouettes, but the room is dark, so I can't quite make out who they are, although I have an idea. "Give me the syringe if you aren't going to do anything but whine.""What crawled up your ass and died? You don't have to be such a bitch!" My eyes are adjusting, but I can't see well. Why in the hell is it so dark? "Which one is Cassidy?" One of the voices hisses."Hell, if I know. Great idea cutting the lights.""If I hadn't, then the guard wouldn't have been as easy to take out. Here."One hands something to the other. I hear a scratching sound and then smell sulfur as a match is lit. The match confirms my suspicion that the two intruders are Marc and Hazel
Cassidy"Who are you?" I yell through the bars of our cell door.The girl snickers but doesn't reply."Answer me! What did that dream mean? Why are you here? WHO ARE YOU?" I'm pissed. I don't like mind games."QUIET!" A guard shouts. "Otherwise, you can take a trip to the pit."I have no idea what the pit is, but judging by his sneer, I doubt I want to know. I climb to the top bunk and lie down, huffing. I miss Tisha so much right now. I'm sure she is so worried. I hope she's okay. Wolvesbane pack isn't where she came from, but it has to be where she belongs. I hope Jon and Jezebel recognize that. I hope she's safe. I roll over and face the wall so that my mother can't see the tears slipping down my cheeks. After a few minutes, I hear her get settled on the bottom bunk. Not long after, I drift off to sleep. I dream of the girl and the cup game again. Everything plays out the exact same way. I wake up gasping for breath after choking on the ball again. I sit up in bed and start to scr
JonJezebel and I rush to meet Lance at the other tunnel entrance discovered in the woods. Jedd and Tisha are on their way as well. Their tunnel didn't lead anywhere interesting. It forked off. Each fork led to different spots in the town. Someone had to have helped this kid! If not, he was highly determined and must have started working on them at like the age of ten to have dug as much as he did. My mind is seriously blown at his accomplishment. "How long since they went through?" Jezebel asks, as we approach Lance."About twenty minutes," he responds.Jedd and Tisha arrived just before us. I take a deep breath and help Lance pull the rock door. I rush inside before Tisha can, so that it is me leading this time. We cautiously make our way forward. Our footsteps echo in the eerie silence. Knowing that Shirley and Cassidy were just taken through this tunnel has us all more anxious to secure them than before. It's like when something is right there at your fingertips, but you haven't b
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