BLAKE
One afternoon, well into September, a mindlink for Luke and me came in while we were in the office together.
“I smell a rogue in my patrol area.” Jack’s voice said in our minds. Luke and I both looked up at each other and instantly got to our feet.
“Be right there,” I mindlinked Jack back. We both rushed outside, quickly shifted into our wolf forms, and sprinted over. When we got to him, Jack led the group in tracking the scent, inhaling the unpleasant aroma that had clung to the dirt and ferns just outside our territory. Rogues usually weren’t a big problem. It was just a matter of making it clear to them that this was pack land and that they should move away from the area. Every once in a while, we’d encounter a problematic rogue, one that had spent so much time in its wolf form that it became feral and refused to shift, occasionally attacking us. Those rogues were dealt with differently. But hopefully, this would just be the standard, run-of-the-mill, confused rogue.
We followed the scent to a rocky hill that turned into a mountain, continuing up some rugged terrain. We dug our sharp claws into the stone, making our way up quickly and efficiently, stopping at a plateau partway up. Resting on the ledge, looking over the forested land, was a she-wolf with thick, dark-brown fur and icy-blue eyes. The three of us instantly surrounded her as she got up onto her four legs, turning to face us. She slowly moved her head, making eye contact with each of us one by one, her face emotionless.
Unable to communicate in my wolf form, I shifted into my human one and stepped forward. “Please shift so we can speak,” I said.
The wolf looked me up and down.
When she didn’t shift after a few seconds, I spoke again, more loudly. “Shift now, or we’ll force you to shift.” She didn’t move or make a noise so I continued, “If you don’t shift peacefully, we are not afraid to attack, and you’re outnumbered.”
Her eyes locked with mine, and after a moment, she finally shifted into her human form. She got up from her crouching position and moved toward me on her long legs, her voluminous, dark hair blowing in the wind. She was actually quite beautiful and had an elegant gait. I thought to myself, she was not at all like other rogues I’d met who’d normally been quite bedraggled and always seemed to have something a bit off about them, clearly growing wild throughout the years of sticking to their wolf form.
As she came closer, I realized that something about her seemed very familiar, but I couldn’t place where I’d seen her face before. She came nearer and eventually touched her palms to my chest, tracing them down to my stomach, inching lower. Recognizing what she was doing, I pushed her hands off me and backed away. “Stop! Don’t do that!” I used my alpha aura in shock.
She moved back toward me, and my mouth fell open in disbelief that my aura hadn’t worked on her. Although she wasn’t part of my pack, it should have at least temporarily immobilized her. She fluttered her long eyelashes a bit and said, “You like to work out, eh?” Her eyes traced my entire body. She put her hands out again, reaching for me, and I reflexively grabbed her wrists, holding them away from my body. What was with this rogue?
“Luke, Jack, grab her!” I commanded. They both shifted, and each took one of her arms from me. Once they had her in a firm grip, I asked, “Why are you here?”
“I want you,” she replied.
“You want me?” I asked, running my hands through my hair.
“Yes, I want you so badly. I want to feel your cock inside me.”
I almost choked.
“Wow, she’s exactly your type, Blake.” Luke chuckled.
I gave him a hard stare and turned back to her. “That’s why you came here?”
“No, but now that you’re here, that’s what I want,” she replied, shaking her hair out in a seductive manner and thrusting her chest forward, putting her not-so-modest breasts and erect, light-pink nipples on display. I froze, flustered by her behavior, and she soon threw her head back, exposing her neck and parting her full lips, letting out a soft pant.
I blinked a few times and quickly gathered myself. “You need to leave. This is pack territory, and you’re a rogue,” I said sternly, not allowing myself to be distracted by her antics.
“No,” she replied, just as sternly.
I shook my head in frustration and looked between Jack and Luke, who were continuing to hold her arms as she put on her show. “Let’s bring her down.” I was baffled. I’d never met a rogue that came on to me like this before. The two of them pulled her with them as they moved back toward the path we’d come up. We hiked back down the mountain in our bare feet, careful to stick to the path, me in front, and the other three behind.
“You’ve got one very nice butt,” she said.
Luke and Jack both snickered, flustering me once again.
I turned my head and said, “That’s enough! Keep your thoughts to yourself!”
“You’ve caught him at a bad time. A year earlier, and he would’ve been much more receptive to the commentary.” Jack laughed. “But I can’t disagree with you.”
“You too, Jack!” I gave him a quick glare.
Once we made it to the bottom and got back to the patrol station, we put shorts on and gave a T-shirt and shorts to the rogue. I called over some juniors to take her from me and bring her to the cells overnight, perplexed by her behavior. I was hoping a night in a cold cell would sober her up to act more appropriately, and then she could explain why she was trying to seduce me, or whatever she was doing, and why she was here.
The two juniors came over. They balled their hands into fists and stopped far from where we were standing. “Good afternoon, Alpha, Beta,” one of the juniors, Jimmy, said, looking between Luke and me, almost groaning, with a pained look on his face.
Not understanding why the two juniors were acting so strange, I started speaking to them. “Can the two of you please escort this rogue to the cells? She is acting very odd, and I’m hoping we can have a normal conversation tomorrow morning.”
“Alpha, I’m sorry, I can’t,” Jimmy choked out, pleading with his eyes.
“I can’t either.” The other junior, Chad, backed away, flinching.
“Why the fuck not?” I shouted, irritated by two juniors refusing my orders.
“Alpha, she’s in heat,” Jimmy replied.
“What?” I looked at Luke and Jack. They both shrugged. “That can’t be. Why isn’t it affecting me? I’m not marked.”
“I don’t know, but it’s affecting me,” Jimmy said, his neck and shoulders stiff and forehead creased.
“It’s affecting me too.” Chad looked as if he was in agony as he squeezed his eyes shut.
“Okay, leave now. I’ll find others,” I replied. They both let out deep breaths and instantly sprinted away. “What the fuck?” I looked at her. “Are you really in heat?”
“Heat? Like a cat?” she asked.
“Do you feel really horny right now?”
“God, yes,” she replied.
“Do you have a mate?”
“A mate?”
Did this rogue know anything? “Have you met anyone that you felt an instant connection with like they were your soulmate or a love-at-first-sight-type feeling? Perhaps you even said the word ‘mate’ when you met them?”
She seemed deep in thought as she considered my question. After some time, she replied, “Yes, I guess I did. But I don’t ever want to see him again. His father is evil.”
“Fucking Artemis. Why don’t I sense it?” I spoke more to myself than to anyone else. I turned to Luke. “If she’s in heat, maybe we should just take her back to the packhouse and keep her there overnight. It’s probably not safe to leave her in a cell in this state. Also, not much privacy—since I’m sure she’s going to want to, well, take care of her needs.”
“I’m not sure Lucy would be happy about me bringing home a rogue, especially with a baby in the house. Jasmine would probably have something to say about it too. I mean, the rogue’s all over you.”
“What should we do then?”
“Is there another house we could bring her to?” We both turned and looked at Jack.
“Why are you looking at me?” he asked, then groaned. “I hope I’m not going to be your heat babysitter moving forward. The last time was pretty fucking awkward as it was.”
“Okay, let’s not talk about that!” I quickly responded.
“Agreed,” Luke chimed in. My neck prickled in discomfort. I’d never told Luke that story, and I wasn’t about to start telling him now. I wasn’t sure how much Jasmine may have told him. There was still a lot of tension between Luke and me when it came to Jasmine, so we’d made a silent agreement to speak of her as little as possible.
I did plan to move her into the packhouse as my mate and luna eventually. But it was still a very delicate situation, considering that Luke was her fated mate and ended up choosing her best friend as a chosen mate over her. Jasmine and Lucy were still not on friendly terms, and it wasn’t clear if they ever would be again.
“You can babysit me,” the rogue moaned out, licking her lips.
I sighed. “Jack, I promise I will return the favor. Anything you want.”
“Anything?”
“Not a threesome.”
Jack laughed. “Look who got his sense of humor back finally.”
“I wouldn’t mind a threesome,” the rogue said.
“Fuck! Look what my sense of humor just did.” I groaned.
She tried to inch her way back over to me, struggling to pull her wrists free of Jack and Luke. “Please, I want you so badly. I’m so wet. It’s like a waterfall on my thighs,” she cried out.
“Fucking A.”
“Why aren’t you interested? Most men are,” the rogue choked out with emotion, pleading with her bright, feverish eyes.
She bit down on her bottom lip as I stepped closer. As she looked up at me, I noted there was a sadness in her eyes. I realized her eyes reminded me a lot of my own—the same very icy shade of blue. I softened toward her and asked, “What’s your name?”
“Talia,” she replied as a tear slid down her cheek.
Her tear imparted some compassion in me toward her. “Don’t take it personally. You’re only doing this because you’re in heat now, and you won’t feel like this tomorrow. Normally it would affect me too, and I have no idea why it isn’t. You are clearly a very attractive woman. But I have a girlfriend I love very much, and I would never cheat on her. In fact, I’m planning to propose to her soon.”
“You are?” Luke jerked his head up at me and blinked a few times.
I nodded.
“Fuck, man, well, good luck.” He looked down at the ground. The air was thick with tension.
The rogue whimpered.
“Okay, let’s take her to my car.” Jack sighed. Luke nodded and turned to walk with Jack, pulling the rogue along with them. We put her into the back seat, and Jack drove away.
Once Jack’s car disappeared into the distance, Luke and I returned the shorts we’d borrowed to the patrol station and shifted back into our wolf forms, sprinting back to the packhouse. After we found our clothes and dressed, before we went inside, I stopped Luke. “Is everything okay? Is me proposing to Jasmine bothering you?”
“It’s fine,” he replied, in a voice that indicated it was not fine at all.
“It’s obviously bothering you,” I pushed.
“Blake, it’s fine. Just let it go,” Luke replied, his jaw tense.
“What, you didn’t want her, but you don’t want anyone else to have her?” I demanded.
He sighed. “Well, it would be a whole fucking lot easier if the person she ended up with didn’t live in the same house as me.”
“What am I supposed to do? I love her, Luke.”
“It’s fine. We’ll figure it out.” He patted me on the shoulder and walked inside.
ALEXANDER Well, that was an interesting way to meet my mate, to say the least. It almost wasn’t surprising when it happened. Okay, it was very unexpected and shocking, but I’m also one of those people who attracts drama and crazy situations. Needless to say, it is never a dull day in my life, and I never run out of stories to tell at parties. So, it was almost expected that I wouldn’t meet my mate the normal way. Most people meet their mates at a party or a café, they lock eyes from across a room, they go to the same park one day. You get the picture—there are hundreds of normal ways to meet a mate. Of course, I’m the one that meets my mate at my father’s murder scene, my mate being the number one and only suspect. If it weren’t so disturbing, I’d laugh about it. The Moon Goddess clearly has a sick sense of humor. Granted, my father was not exactly in the running for father or, heck, person of the year. But I’m not quite sure what crime he committed that deserved murder. Okay, okay,
TALIA After feeling so hot and desperate, I woke up late the next morning and found myself back to normal again. I recalled in agonizing, anxiety-inducing shame to everything that had happened the day prior. What had come over me? Thinking back, I couldn’t lie. The man who approached me on that mountain was very hot. He was even better built than Hugo, and Hugo was very fit. He was the type of man you only ever saw on a fitness magazine cover, and half the time they were probably airbrushed anyway. But ugh, the shame. I’d totally come on to him and he completely rejected me. I’d never experienced something like that before. Most of the men I approached were more than willing to take me up on my offers. Then after he shoved me in the back of the car, I realized that the blond man who drove me here was actually quite attractive as well, being so tall and muscular. He rejected me too. He told me he was gay, so I suppose it made sense. He brought me into a bedroom, and I stayed there the
TALIA Blake looked at Tyler, shook his head, and sighed. “No, I can’t put this on you and Jack. I’ve already asked Jack for too many favors. Talia, why don’t you come stay at the packhouse for now? We have plenty of room. Do you know anything about babies? Maybe you can help my beta’s mate out with her pup. She’s having a hard time. The baby had colic for three months and she’s apparently still not sleeping through the entire night now.” “I don’t know anything about babies, but I can try to help,” I replied, unsure of the idea but also with no place to go. At least it seemed he’d left everything that happened the previous day in the past. I didn’t know if I’d ever stop feeling ashamed of what had happened. “Okay. Do you have anything that you need to take with you?” I shook my head. “Okay, well, let’s go then,” he said, getting up. I followed him out to his SUV. He opened the door for me and helped me into the car. He was very polite. We drove in silence. I looked around as we dr
JASMINE As soon as the bell signaled the end of training for the day, I caught the girls in my group snickering together. I looked up to catch them whispering with their heads turned toward the bleachers, where I spotted Blake sitting, waiting for me. “Daddy’s here,” I overheard one of the girls say. I rolled my eyes at the jab, telling myself how childish they were. But, in reality, it stung—my transition to warrior had not exactly been easy. It felt like high school all over again, maybe even worse. I mean, we all try to pretend we’re past that whole “need to fit in” thing once we become adults, but then when you don’t, it’s like you’re back there all over again. Even my old high school nickname, PJ, that my classmates would use to taunt me for being “Perfect Jasmine” had been resurrected. Salt in the wound. It all started because Blake wanted our training schedules to be identical, making the argument that I was going to be his luna and therefore I should train with the alpha. I
JASMINE When my parents and I finally arrived at the packhouse, everyone else was already there. Blake greeted us at the door, shaking both my parents’ hands and leading them inside. He then turned to me and kissed me on the cheek. “You look stunning tonight, Miss Alpha. I can tell you’ve been working out.” He winked at me. It was true—I had become much more toned than I ever was before from all of the training. He asked my parents what he could get them to drink, leading them over to where a drink station was set up. I grinned to myself at how adorable he looked showcasing all the soft drinks available. I had no idea how he did it, but Blake had completely charmed my parents, and they had actually lightened up a lot since Blake and I started seriously dating. I mean, they weren’t exactly at the same level of relaxed as Lucy’s parents, but they had come a long way from how they’d been a year earlier. “Hey, Jaz.” Tyler came over and pulled me in for a hug. “Nice to see you,” Jack sa
JASMINE When we were well into dinner, Blake’s mom came in wearing her scrubs. She waved hello to everyone and walked over to Blake, kissing him on his head. She then looked up, locking eyes with Talia. Our side of the table went quiet as she began to lose color from her face. “Bianca,” she gasped. “Mom!” Blake got up pushing his chair back. “Shit, I should have told you.” “You didn’t tell your mom?” Beta Alfred, who was normally calm, suddenly stood, puffing his chest and glaring at Blake. The entire table was now quiet, staring at the scene unfolding. He got up and took Luna Sienna’s arm, leading her out of the room. “That was really stupid, Blake,” Robin snapped at him, getting up to follow. Lucy’s baby started crying. This set off Luke’s sister, Lauren’s, baby as well. They both got up, trying to comfort them and walking into the living room. “Fuck,” Blake said and followed Robin. The rest of the table was left in shock, not saying anything. Breaking the silence, Peyton’s mat
TALIA Well, that was really awkward. Scratch that—the whole day was really awkward and uncomfortable. I should make a list of all of the uncomfortable things that happened since I got to this place: 1. I tried to sleep with my brother. 2. I tried to sleep with a gay man. 3. I found out my father is dead. Still not sure how he died, but maybe I can find out. 4. I found out that my mom was a nanny mistress at only eighteen years old. 5. I found out why my mom got banished from the pack—and it was because of me. 6. The two men who witnessed me seducing my brother, who I now know are named Luke and Jack, know that I tried to seduce my brother. Will they tell other people? How many people know now? 7. Oh, right, my brother has a girlfriend. Does she know? What does she think? 8. This blonde girl who lives here, Lucy, is a bitch. She keeps calling me the rogue. Blake forced her to give me a dress to wear for tonight. I really didn’t want to wear it, but I didn’t have much of a choic
TALIA After we finished eating breakfast, Blake took me to his mom’s house. It was a pretty short walk from the packhouse. When we arrived, his mom smiled at me in greeting. She had a very warm smile that extended to her whole face. I could instantly tell she was a good person. Her eyes, on the other hand, looked sad. I wasn’t even sure how exactly I could tell they were sad. And then, after a few moments, it clicked. They reminded me of my own mother’s eyes—a haunted look of something gripping her that she couldn’t shake off. “Hello, Talia.” She put her hand out to shake mine. I extended my own hand and she had a surprisingly firm handshake. “Thanks for coming by. Why don’t you come sit in the kitchen, and I’ll bring over some tea?” “That’d be great, Mom.” Blake wrapped his arms around her as she patted his back and kissed his cheek, and I instantly understood they had a close relationship. After Blake’s mom laid everything out, she took a seat at the table with us. We all made sm