Elsie Enang 的作品

Lyra's POVI have always wanted my mother to love me.Not the way she loved the idea of us. Not the way she paraded us at pack events with our hair done and our mouths shut and our smiles perfectly positioned. Not the way she bragged about our betrothal. I mean really love me. The kind that didn't require anything from me first. The kind that just existed. I was still waiting.I missed my father.A mother should make breakfast for her children in the morning, but mine scream. The screaming had started at seven in the morning. Before breakfast. Before I had even finished combing my hair.I heard the first crash from my room and I already knew. I set my comb down slowly on the vanity and looked at myself in the mirror and told myself it was probably nothing. It was something huge. It was always huge with Mum. She was probably just in one of her moods. She had them sometimes, these episodes where the whole house had to bend itself around her energy or get broken in the process. We had

Cal's POV"Cal."I didn't stop."Cal, are you serious right now…?""Cal!"Rook's voice bounced off the corridor walls. I didn't want to stop walking, or turn around or even explain anything to them. I had not figured out how to explain myself yet."Bro, you just told Dad to back off! What is wrong with you!?" Rook again. He had been talking since we left Dad's office. "Like what was that? What was that? Cal. Cal. What was that?"I pushed my door open.They followed me in.Rook threw himself onto my couch, one leg over the arm. Zade closed the door and stayed near it."You know what he's going to do now, right?" Rook sat up. "Cal. You know what Dad is going to do!?"I pulled my jacket off."He's going to call the council. Tonight probably. And then it's not just the betrothal anymore, it's succession, it's your position, it's everything and you stood there and..." Rook stopped himself. Ran a hand through his hair. "Why."I didn't answer.I sat at the edge of my desk and looked at the f

Wren's POV"I kissed a boy, Grandma."The venison stew on the stove had been bubbling for twenty minutes and Grandma was supposed to be resting but she was sitting at the kitchen table in her house robe with her reading glasses on her head and her full attention on me instead. She was not resting as much as I would have wanted her to, but thank goodness she was on her feet today. I didn't get any reply from her. What is happening to my grandma?“Grandma, I said I…”“I heard you, Wren…” She put her cup down slowly and she cleared her throat.“Oh, and I thought you had disappeared,” I chuckled nervously."Which boy," she said flatly."It doesn't matter which boy… I just kissed a boy,” I tapped the pot, as if to drown the thought that I might have made a bad decision telling her. "It absolutely matters which boy, Wren Reyes, sit down and tell me which boy,” now she was looking me dead in the eyes and I was tapping the pot faster. “Wren don't break my pot, it is ceramic!”“Okay! Okay!”

Alpha Hayden's POV"The bond will be severed," I said. "That is not a discussion."Claire Thorne uncrossed and recrossed her legs in the chair across from my desk. The silk she had chosen to wear to a business meeting shifted with the movement and I looked away because the woman had the dress sense of a clown sometimesI picked up my pen."Alpha Hayden." Her voice had turned soft. "Yes, something has to be done. My daughters are suffering…”“Tell them not to worry,” I picked up a pen and scribbled something. “No son of mine would be mate with an omega.”She went quiet for a while. She let out a worried sigh, then she spoke. “But severing a triple bond forcibly, the damage it would do to your boys…""My boys will recover. They are strong.""They won't." She leaned forward slightly. "I have seen what that thing does to wolves. Oh Moon Goddess, Selene,” she shook her head slowly as she spoke. “You know the literature on forced bond severance. The psychological damage alone. Zade, Rook, C

Cal's POVMaybe I craved her bite over and over again, but this was messy. She hadn’t even cleaned up. The smell of farm in her mouth made me want to keep drinking from her till eternity She tasted like trouble and I had my hands full of her anyway; literally.Behind the bleachers was a terrible idea. Practice was still running on the other side of the wall, coach screaming, skates grinding, sticks cracking against ice. Anyone could walk around the corner. Anyone could look through the gaps in the metal bars and see exactly what was happening, but the possibilities of cameras rolling on us again made me more fierce.I did not particularly care.“More,” my wolf, Calee had been grunting in my headMe: I heard you.*Calee: Did you though?*I pressed her further into the bars and kissed her like I was settling an argument. Like I was making up for the years I never owned her public Her hands grabbed my collar. I loved how the weight drew me closer to her. Her breathing was completely wr

Wren's POV"Put her down."Cal's voice was so flat I bet he rolled his eyes internally.Eli didn't move. I'll give him that. This boy had been at WhiteWood for less than a week and he was standing in the middle of a corridor holding a size sixteen girl who smelled like pig shit, staring down Cal Voss like he was born without the fear gene. My knight in shining armour perhaps?"She's sick," Eli said, his body angled like he was going to fight if challenged. "I'm taking her to the sick bay.""I know where you're taking her." Cal moved closer. His ring finger started its thing against his thigh. Tap. Tap. Tap. "I can do it. So. Put. Her. Down."Two more steps and Zade and Rook rounded the corner.Oh, fantastic. All three of them. In a corridor. Over me. While I smelled like a farm.Oink Oink… Wren! I shouldn't be talking down on myself. I shouldn't let those people get into my head.The air pressure changed. The air smelled of Alpha blood. Eli was six foot three and he was not small. But