“MATE!” Marion screamed excitedly. “Oh my gosh, Jimmy is our mate!” I was excited; happy even that this was the grande present the moon goddess had in store for me. This out- of- a- fairytale concept that was about to turn my life around for good but--- “I Jimmy Flicher of the Night gazer pack hereby reject you, Anna Jenson as my mate” My dream, my hopes were all shattered in that moment there and then. The moment of shock only lasted for just a short while before I felt a great and unbearable. Clenching to my chest as I slowly fell to the ground, I watched as jimmy turned away from me without unfeeling, leaving me alone by the doorstep. I gasped as I struggled to make my way back to father but it was to no avail. I’d given up all will to struggle back to my feet and remain on the ground but a loud sound; like a Vaseline crashing to the ground behind me jolted me up. On getting to my feet and looking back, I saw father on the floor. Adding two and two together, I knew he must have seen Jimmy reject me and that had caused him to pass out. I’d immediately rushed over to his side, shaking him fervently, imagining the worst. “Father! Father, wake up!” But he didn’t budge and with that, I was left with no choice than to call the ambulance which brings me to how I got to this hospital. Today was my birthday, the day Jimmy rejected me, the day father passed out from shock, the day I would never forget in my life.
View MoreCarson's POV:As we stepped into the dining room, a space illuminated by mostly candlelights, Cecilia set a tray of potato fries on the table causing them to bounce with a soft thud. She pulled out the nearest seat and settled onto it, legs crossed in an ankle style. The hem of her silky nightdress revealed a tantalizing glimpse of her thighs. My gaze unintentionally lingered on the faint impression of her nipples against the fabric. “Hey, babe,” she purred, adjusting her dress as Bryan approached. “I’m really craving a proper massage after dinner.”Bryan slid into a seat beside her with a smirk. “Sure thing, I can be your masseuse. I just wished you'd pay me for it.”Cecilia playfully lifted her leg, resting it on his lap. “Oh, honey, I do pay you – just not in cash.”“Ceci, now is not a good time, please put your sexy creamy leg back down.”Cameroon and I shared a knowing look before settling down at the table, joined by Nicole, Lucas, Cadel, and Anna. With a coy smile, Cecilia
Cameroon POVSeeing my Uncle, Ben, had terrified me to a great length. He was easily the strongest werewolf I've ever met. I know this because I've seen him overpower even the strongest of adversaries with ease. His sheer strength and ferocity were unmatched. Even if my brothers and I were at the peak of our strength, we wouldn't have stood a chance against him, especially with five other werewolves backing him up. While grappling with Uncle Ben, we communicated through our mind link with Lucas, asking him to seek help in case we couldn't win. If we failed, the girls would be in need of rescue. Yet, I never dreamed we could stall Uncle Ben for so long. The Uncle Ben I knew, at his most aggressive, could have overwhelmed us within minutes.Was he growing weaker, or had we grown stronger? Regardless, he had us when it counted, but then Uncle Ben abruptly halted his assault and fled. Was it a change of heart, or did he detect a more pressing threat? His sudden departure left me both sur
Anna's POVThe forest trees blurred past us as Nicole and I ran for our dear lives. The sounds of growls and snarls echoed behind us. My heart pounded heavily in my chest, and dread enveloped me tightly as I stole a glance over my shoulder, catching sight of Uncle Ben and his pack tearing into the Alpha brothers ruthlessly. Was this going to be how I lost my mates? So much for going back home with three Alphas as mates. Please, moon goddess, don't let them die! "Nicole, why is your Uncle trying to kill us?" I gasped out between breaths, as we dodged between tall trees and bushes, hoping to escape our attackers. Nicole's expression was grim as she glanced at me. "Uncle Ben's desire to kill us comes from a deep-seated belief in the purity and superiority of the family bloodline. We come from a long line of werewolf alphas, with a family history steeped in the purity of our bloodline. Our father was only half werewolf, breaking the purity, and Uncle Ben, being full-blooded, resents us
Cadel's POV. As the bus sped down the long lonely winding road, the atmosphere inside was charged with excitement. Lucas suggested playing a game, causing the mood to become even livelier. "Truth or dare, huh?" I said with a grin, looking around at everyone. Nicole nodded eagerly. "Yeah, it'll be fun!" I glanced at Anna, who sat beside me, her eyes aglow with anticipation. "Alright, who wants to go first?" Lucas raised his hand. "I'll go. Cadel, truth or dare?" "Truth," I replied, curious about what he might ask. Lucas leaned forward, a playful sparkle in his eyes. “So, have you ever fallen for someone who didn't feel the same? How did you realize they weren't into you?” I chuckled, recalling a particular crush incident from my teenage years. “Oh, I remember this one time when I was head over heels for a werewolf princess from the Crown pack. I thought it was a good idea to confess my feelings to her during one of their lavish ball parties, but unfortunately, she walked out on
Anna's POV. I peered through the blinds of Cadel's room, my eyes fixed on the space bus as it pulled up in a cloud of smoke and dust. Its driver was none other than Carson, who gave a nod as he climbed out, his rugged boots kicking up dirt. I raised an eyebrow, wondering where he managed to scrounge up this trusty old bus. A friend perhaps. Cameroon wheeled out a sturdy luggage, its wheels creaking on the gravelly ground. Meanwhile, Cadel effortlessly slings two duffel bags over his broad shoulder, one belonging to him and the other mine, and strides alongside Cameroon with a confident gait. Together, they smartly loaded the bags into the bus's trunk. Nicole and Lucas joined the waiting party as Carson conducted a meticulous check on the bus condition, his hands moving with precision as he inspects the bus's tires, fuel gauge, and engine, his eyes squinting in concentration. Carson gave a curt nod of satisfaction, before slamming the bonnet shut with a metallic clang echoing t
Anna's POV:After a few days, things started getting back to normal. We buried or burned all the bodies, and the werewolves worked together to fix the buildings wrecked in the fight. We had busy days, but evenings were filled with parties, bringing a lot of harmony to the pack.As we were getting ready for another night of fun and drinks, the brothers all came to my door and asked me to join them in the living room."So, Anna, now that we've dealt with our adversary, we wanted to... I mean-" Carson began.Cadel jumped in, "What Carson is trying to say is we've agreed among ourselves that you can pick one of us to be your mate, and the other two will back off with no hard feelings.""Really?" I threw the question at all of them."Yes, for real, Anna," Cameroon replied. I took a moment, looking at each of them, and then a smile played on my lips. "Well, I pick all of you," I declared.The brothers exchanged surprised glances before Carson chuckled. "Seriously? You want all three of us?
Cadel’s POV:"Son of a bitch," I said, feeling frustrated. We were at the pack’s medical center entrance, and it was bad. Thirteen of our best healers had been killed in a really awful way."I've been saying it from the start," Carson declared. "I kept insisting we needed to take out Arnold, but everyone dismissed me as hot-tempered. 'Carson, you're too impulsive,' they said. 'Carson this! Carson that!' Now, see the consequences. And, by the way, our war strategy is completely messed up.”No one interrupted Carson's rant; he had every right to. How did I miss this? Why did I spare Arnold?"It's not your fault, Cadel," Anna reassured as if she sensed the storm brewing inside me."But it is," I countered."Anna, it's our fault," Cameroon chimed in. "However, dwelling on that won't help. Carson, since our battle strategy is compromised, let's devise a new one—a surprise to catch the Blackmoon pack off guard.”“Like what?” Carson asked. "I've been considering," Nicole suggested. "What if
Carson's POV:After a tough training session, everyone went to bed tired, but I couldn't sleep. I slipped out unnoticed and broke into a run to the forest where I shifted into my wolf form. The moon casted a silvery glow lighting up the path but the tall trees and shrubs dimmed its intensity for brightness. My wolf has been warning me that something bad was about to happen, maybe linked to the upcoming war. It didn't make sense, though, since everyone knew about the war. My wolf instincts kept tingling, making me wonder what could possibly be wrong.Though I staged a convincing display for my siblings, aligning myself with their plan on how to handle Arnold, my distrust of him remained steadfast. Nothing could sway my conviction against placing trust in Arnold. All that talk about peace and breaking the cycle of violence was just a game. Letting himself get beaten up was an even bigger trick. Arnold must be planning something, something that will surprise everyone. But not me—I'm watc
Cameroon’s POV:The training ground churned with dust as all the able bodied male werewolves in our pack clashed in an intense battle. My gaze fixed on Lucas, who skillfully seized a werewolf attempting a sneak attack, throttling him before slamming him to the ground. I couldn't help but offer a slow, appreciative clap."Impressive," I remarked, removing my shirt. "Now, let's see how you fare against me.”Lucas grinned, his eyes glinting with confidence. "You're on, Alpha Cam," he replied, readying himself for our impending clash.As we circled each other, the tension in the air flared up with anticipation. The sounds of growls and snarls from the ongoing werewolf skirmishes provided a rhythmic backdrop to our impending duel.In a synchronized nod, Lucas and I surged forward, the air alive with the impact of fists meeting flesh. His jab feigned left, then shot upward, crashing into my chin with a resounding thud. I countered, unleashing a powerful blow to his stomach in response. With
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