All Chapters of Destined But Torn: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

TRISTEN "Still thinking about the one that got away huh?" Bree asked, she sauntered into the kitchen. The door swinging closed behind her. "Huh" I asked, narrowing my eyes at her. Only people that knew of my mate was Skylar, my father and the elders. Not that it was a secret, but it damn sure wasn't any of her business. She won, she's going to be the new Luna of this pack and she should be grateful. "Dont deny it Tristen, I've known about her for a while. Did you forget my father is one of your dad's oldest friends? For the last two years I've watched you pine for her, want her in ways I want you to want me" Her expression dulled, crinkling in saddness. I looked away from her, Not willing to watch her pine for me. It wasnt anything against her personally, any woman that I'd choose would'nt be enough for me. Out the corner of my eye, I could see her look of disgust, covering the longing to have me to her self and the jealousy coursing in her. Bree is a beautiful woman, there's

TRISTEN It’s been four days since I shared a moment in the woods with Jaela. I’d be lying if I said it hasn’t consumed my dreams since that night. It’s impossible to escape her even if I tried and Skylar doesn’t make it any easier. Every time I see him, he smiles at me or gives subtle hints with his eyes reminding me that he knows what happened between us. I’m honestly considering banning him from this floor. I don’t care that’s his chambers is on the same level. Anyway, I have no time to keep thinking about either of them, the alpha meeting is tomorrow and I’m not looking forward to it. Honestly, I hate every second of those meetings, all the alphas in the northwest and western states have to attend them every six months to discuss rogue attacks, pack event calendars and any other concerns we may have. This will be my fifth meeting since taking over the pack and it hasn’t been easy seeing Alpha Terrance from Mystic Moon. Even before Jaela and I found out we were mates he’s been a l

TRISTEN Skylar hasn’t said a word to me since we left the pack grounds. The silence is killing me and its only been an hour since we left. when we loaded the cars this morning, he brushed past me headed to the second vehicle to ride with Delta’s. That wouldn’t do, it was only right that the Alpha and beta rode together, there couldn’t be any dissension shown to other packs no matter how pissed he may be with me. So long story short I made him ride with me, but that just pissed him off more apparently. Sneaking a glance his way he focused all his attention out the window. The radio and road was the only sounds being heard inside the car as we drove. “So, you going to sulk all day” I asked breaking the silence. forcing his eyes to the scenery outside, he said nothing. Light poles and guard rails more interesting to him at this point. With a loud sigh I gripped the steering wheel, the leather straining under my fingertips. “Come on sky say something, it’s going to be a long ride.” I p

TRISTEN “Vernon, Vernon...” I called out to him to get his attention. Shaking him, he snaps his unfocused gaze through me. Blinking his eyes rapidly. “Yea, Sorry... I just don’t understand who or what that thing was. It really freaked me out bro.” “I get it man, but was anyone else there besides the body you found, any other lingering scents? Electricity?” I asked, hoping the situation was similar. “Electricity? what does that have to do with anything?” He asked. “I’m just asking was there anything else weird going on.” His skeptical gaze lingered on my face as I tried to cover my slip, I really don’t want to disclose what happened to me just yet until I have more facts. Vernon’s news just further piqued my interest on the situation, I just want to know who’s causing it to happen and why! Until I know more, I’m going to keep what I’ve seen in the house. “Alpha’s, I don’t mean to interrupt but we should be heading back to shadow moon, it’s getting late, and we have a long drive

UNKNOWN If she had been more careful, she wouldn’t have been in the store when the boy arrived. She cursed as she entered her private chambers. What was she going to do now, how would she explain that she was spotted to the high priestess. Sparking the priestess wrath was never good. She had already been on thin ice. She floated around the room in a furry of worry, snatching her clothes as she went. Pulling her jacket from her back and slamming it on the floor. The more she reflected on what could happen to her, the more her worry turned into anger. Perched on the bar in her room, she poured herself a generous amount of bourbon. Drinking her self-lucidness was the only way to rid herself of raging thoughts. All knew of the high priestess ruthlessness. Little could surface her fury. Few have escaped her savagery. Those unfortunate heads are displayed along the gates walls as a warning. Old stories spoke of the woman who birthed her. The cruelty that she endured. Despite the beati