The beautiful smiles that break free from their lips are breathtaking. I could already tell that they love Tristan and my only regret is that they never got to meet my beautiful baby boy. We talk for a while about everything under the sun and I am just grateful and happy. This is what I had imagine
I really want answers because I detest being confused and in the dark and the way things seemed, I am the only one who had no idea what was happening.“You can call me Selene, after all we will soon be equals…and about transitioning, it means exactly that…you are in the process of becoming something
XavierWhoever said you don’t know the value of something until you lose it, was absolutely correct. It has been seven fucking years and I can’t get over the fact that I had a mate and I lost her.These past years have been terrible and lonely but I have no one to blame but myself. Tristan and the p
Gods, I love him so much and so does Ace, Tristan is the only reason he was able to overcome our loss, he knew I needed him in raising Tristan and so he came through. It took a year plus but we were finally able to mend the bridge.“Can I come sleep with you daddy?”“Sure, come on in” he is my weakn
Amelia" You aren't paying attention Amelia" Selene's frustrated voice draws me out of my musings and I turn to look at her.Even after all these years I am still transfixed by her beautiful and enchanting looks. But she was right, I wasn't paying attention and it wasn't from lack of trying.We wer
All I wanted was to live in peace, not to be plagued by my past hurt, the terrible way I was treated but even that is almost impossible for me to achieve with the burning resentment I feel.If it were up to me I would have wiped that disgusting pack and its leader out of existence but gods and godde
XavierI stood naked and bloodied looking at the creatures that had attacked our pack and slaughtered possibly hundreds of my people. I was the strongest alpha there was in the werewolf community and yet I couldn’t protect my people. All that lay dead were my responsibility but against the combina
The fear that overcame me at the possibility of losing Tristan almost paralyzed me to the spot, draining me of everything that I am but I couldn’t let that stop me.In my peripheral vision I could see my mom and some guards breaking through the clearing, worry etched in their faces which turned to h