Semua Bab The Reluctant Alpha: Bab 1 - Bab 10

To best understand the present and prepare for the future, one must look to the past. So as I sit in Kurt's apartment, sitting Indian-style on a yoga mat, I let my mind wander. I let myself go back. To go back to what I like to call our beginning. It wasn't a happy beginning, but it was where our story truly started. And it was from the ugly pain that we came together. We might be broken, but together we will rebuild ourselves stronger than before. And if we can rebuild ourselves that way, I have to believe together we can rebuild his grandmother's pack.****Three Years Ago****Thwack. “Useless.” Thwack. “Worthless.” Thwack. “You could never be a hunter.” Thwack Thwack. “You’ll never be as good as Khalid.” Thwack. Thwack. “I wish I had never given birth to

Living with Kurt is still taking me time to get used to. It’s been two months now, and I still get nervous. I know my hesitation in moving forward with completing the bond is grinding on Bastet’s nerves. And if I’m annoying my own wolf, I can imagine what I’m doing to Kurt and Godric. It’s not that I don’t want to. It’s just, well, I never really had the sex talk with mo… with Sakina. And even if I had, I’d still be afraid. I’ve seen Kurt naked, both flaccid and hard. I don’t see how that’s going to fit. ‘Oh, it will fit, and we will revel in the full feeling he’ll give us.’ Bastet licked her lips.I sighed. ‘Are all wolves horny creatures?’ I questioned. ‘No. And I’m not simply a horny creature. It is in my nature to want to complete the mat

"Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,Silence the pianos and with muffled drumBring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overheadScribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West,My working week and my Sunday rest,My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.

I was in a good mood. Sure our date started with the trouble with the Syndicate but it was going great after that. We were making out through the movie. And as we got home Isis was talking about how she thinks soon she’ll be ready to complete our bond. Godric and I are entirely on board with that. I want her to want this. I don’t want it to be because she thinks it’s the only way to ensure people like Noya can’t come between us. And okay it felt good to hear she wants me just as badly. Sure I assumed given how much time we spend making out but it’s nice to hear. To know without a doubt you are wanted. But all those good feelings went straight down the shitter when I saw that box. We had a Se7en moment when we arrived in Incubi Pack, and I do not want to relive that. I am not about that life. I especially don’t lik

I am hanging on by a thread. A thin, frayed thread of control is the only thing keeping me from entirely stripping Isis naked and fucking her till we both collapse from exhaustion. This is already further than we’ve ever gone. My fingers are on her damn zipper. I am inches from reaching the promised land.  And of course, leave it to Logan and Aurelia to be loud enough fornicators that soundproofing only muffles their sounds. Muffling in the same way a car muffles music when the base is too high. Instead of a thumping heavy base, its growls and moans. I swear to the Moon Goddess if their loud, apparently passionate sex cockblocks me, I’m going to lose my shit. I paused, looking up at my mate’s face. ‘If Logan cockblocks us….’ Godric growled.  ‘What exactly are we going to do? Fight him? He’ll kick my ass