Giovanni:
"How far are you from home, Mio Amore(my love)?" My mother's voice laced with her heavy Italian accent streamed into my ear from the phone speaker.
"Soon Madre(mother). I'm on my way from the airport." I replied, raising my hand to my aching chest.
It was a miracle that I could reply to her calmly when my entire heart was burning as though it was in flames. I'd been feeling the burn since I woke up in the morning. Why my heart was aching, I couldn't tell. I'd been well the previous night, while I spoke to my mom about my return.
"Alright Mio Amore(my love), I can't wait to see you," I heard shuffling sounds from the phone speaker and the clanking of what sounded like pots and spoons. "The entire clan is already at the packhouse waiting for your arrival."
"See you soon madre."
The line went dead after that.
I tapped gently on the partition, signaling to the driver who was seated on the driver's seat to commence driving. As the engine roared to life, I reached for the bottle of water beside me and uncorked It, taking a large gulp from it in an attempt to relieve the ache but It was no use. As soon as the water was down my stomach, the burn was back.
A growl of annoyance slipped past my lips.
Of all the days I could fall sick, it had to be the day I was returning home to claim what was rightfully mine, the position of the Alpha of Blackwood pack.
"Do you think it's nervousness?" My wolf, Zander asked. He too was disturbed by my uneasiness as it would whimper whenever the ache intensified as it had been doing since it began.
"No. I am not nervous Zander. I am fucking happy but too bad this ache is barring my joy."
That's right. The day the news reached me that I was going to be alpha of Blackwood, that I was going to replace my dad, I was elated.
You know why? It's because no child should have Lorenzo Russo as a father. He was a monster among men. Being a werewolf worsened his monstrosity. The man had no mercy for humans nor his kind. He went about causing chaos and disaster. How he lasted long as an alpha was as a result of the fear he'd instilled in his subjects. The only good thing he ever did in life was to send me to study abroad as soon as I turned eighteen.
Now you'd ask, why didn't I follow in his footsteps?
It's because my hate for him began to develop at a very early age. From the day I witnessed his brutality to his wife. He'd beat my mom and reduced her from a Luna to a mere rogue and no one dared to challenge his authority.
So, his death came as a relief to the entire pack and most importantly, my mom.
Though the cause of his sudden death was unknown to us, no one bothered to run an autopsy on his corpse. He didn't deserve it.
Thus, though the ache was wearing me down, I was determined to return home and claim my position and If possible, start righting the wrongs Lorenzo had caused.
Raising the water bottle to my lips again, I gulped down the rest of its content and discarded the empty bottle on the floor of the car. Zander whimpered as the burn once again intensified in my chest but I did my best to ignore it, focussing my attention on the tinted windows of the SUV.
Through the windows, I watched the airport and busy streets disappear as we made our way into the forest road that led to the little town of Blackwood.
Yes, Blackwood was a town and it was dominated by only werewolves. Hence, they came together to form the pack, Blackwood pack where my grandfather emerged as the first alpha.
Through the tinted window, I saw the town coming into view. The SUV veered off the forest road and branched into the road that led to Blackwood. Though it was evening, the town was illuminated by the moonlight and the light bulbs from different compounds we passed by.
But as we got closer to the packhouse, the ache I'd been trying to ignore heightened almost cutting my breath off.
I coughed loudly, rubbing my chest to reduce the burn but it wouldn't lessen. Calming down a bit, I tried my best to curtail my agony till I get to the packhouse.
Loud music that was blasting from speakers and pack members assembled in different small groups chatting were the first things that greeted me on my arrival. But as soon as they noticed the SUV, they broke out in loud cheers with smiles on their faces.
Regardless of the pain that was threatening to crumple me, a smile took over my face, seeing the joy that was radiating off them. As soon as the car came to a stop, I got out, grinning widely.
"Welcome home Giovanni," They all chorused.
I was about to respond to them when another intense ache seized me. With a forced smile and murmured words of wanting to see my mom first, I hurried past them into the house, speed walking past some of the pack members that were rushing out to welcome me.
At first, I wasn't sure of my direction. All I wanted was to make the ache go away for good.
"Maybe your mom can help," Zander whined.
Listening to him, I made to go look for my mom in her room in the main house but a certain fragrance halted my steps.
My sensitive nostrils were assaulted by the mixed scent of vanilla and roses. While I inhaled the scent, suddenly, the ache in my chest began to dissipate. In its place was replaced by a feeling of longing.
"Mom" I reminded myself, meaning to continue my search but Zander wouldn't budge.
"Follow the scent" he urged me. The once whimpering Wolf was now suddenly radiating with excitement.
"Not important, Zander". Dismissing him, I turned towards the stairway that led to my mom's room but as soon as I'd changed direction, the burn was back and this time with full force.
Zander whimpered from the pain while I clutched my chest tightly.
"Follow the fragrance," he urged on.
Turning towards the direction of the scent, the pain disappeared. A frown marred my face.
"Come on," Zander pushed me, once again, he was excited.
Deciding to know what was going on, I began to trace the fragrance. The more I got closer to where it was coming from, the more Zander's excitement bubbled.
"What is so special about this scent?" I growled.
"It makes us feel at peace. See, it even healed us of the ache." He sighed happily. "It has become my favorite scent."
As we followed the scent of vanilla and roses, it led us to the kitchen door.
"I think it must be a meal for the party"
"No." Zander disagreed with a strong voice. "Go in, she's there. I can feel the connection"
"Who?"
"Our…" I opened the door with a loud bang before he could complete his words.
My eyes landed on her. She was staring back at me, her plump pink lips opened from when she gasped at my noisy entry. Her forest green eyes stared at me with a mix of shock and awe. Her brown hair was pulled up in a bun, away from her face.
"Mate." Zander completed. "Ours." He growled possessively.
My eyes widened in shock at the realization. I let my gaze travel from her cute face down her chubby body. She had generous tits that were struggling to be set free from the tank top she was wearing. It was obvious from the way they peeked out at the top, stretching the poor fabric.
When she noticed I was ogling her, her wet hands flew to her chest in an attempt to block my view.
Ignoring that, my eyes continued their journey down to her equally luscious hips. Instantly, I wanted to wrap my arms around them and pull her to me.
Though she was dressed in a simple tank top and leggings, she was the definition of beauty. Her big round eyes continued staring into mine.
The trance was broken when I noticed the apron and tray beside her on the counter. Her beauty and alluring body that had blinded me quickly eased off, replaced by resentment, my face hardening into a scowl.
"No," I said to my wolf, Zander. "She can't be"
"She's our mate" he growled like a lovesick puppy.
That was when I noticed that the fragrance was now scenting more than it had when I'd first inhaled it, totally dominating any other scent in the kitchen.
Truly, she was the one but I refused to let a mere maid become my luna. And again, she was human. That, I could tell from her distinct scent.
"She is a maid and has no place in our lives, Zander neither does a human."
"She belongs to us. Let her know" he growled possessively but I wasn't about to listen to him.
The attraction I'd felt towards her had been shattered by her low status. An Omega was in fact, better than her.
I stood by the door, glaring at the girl while Zander continued urging me to claim her.
But I didn't bulge. My decision was final.
A maid, nor a human will never be my luna.
"Get me a glass of water." I barked at her before exiting the kitchen.
Mia:The packhouse was filled with people assembled in different corners conversing, with the majority of the females, both young and old, giggling.With the way the females were dressed, one would think they were gathered for a college frat party. But that wasn't the case.Luna Emilia's son, Giovanni was returning home from the US where he'd gone to study and he was next in line to become Alpha of the Blackwood pack after the death of his father. The entire pack members were gathered to welcome him.And you're wondering why the women dressed in a slutty way?Well, Giovanni was still a bachelor at the age of thirty. Having been away from home since he was eighteen, he was
Giovanni:"We-welcome back alpha." The human maid who my mother introduced as Mia stammered before scurrying away.My mom chuckled at her reaction, turning to me."You've chased that lovely girl away with your fierce gaze," she slapped my arm playfully but I only shrugged in response. "When did you become this man?" She stared me in the eyes with furrowed brows but I knew she was being playful. "You used to be all lovey-dovey but after so many years, that cute little boy is gone." She added, raising her hands to pinch my cheeks but she couldn't get past my shoulders and I wasn't about to lower my head and let her do it.Catching her hands in mine, I lowered my head and pressed a kiss to her palms.
Mia:I watched as ripples formed on the water with the stone I'd tossed into it settling under the lake. The water was so clear that I could see the bottom. Under the bright moonlight which illuminated the forest ground, the lake shone.Staring at the calm water brought a sense of calm to me. It was my nightly ritual to visit the lake before I went to bed.I stood by the water and kept staring into it as the night breeze blew past, making me pull my robe tightly against me to avoid catching a cold.Out of nowhere, I heard a low growl. Quickly, I turned my head in the direction of the sound. My eyes landed on the silhouette of a wolf behind one of the trees a few feet away from me.
Mia:The sight of the messy packhouse greeted me as soon as I stepped into it. Plastic cups, empty bottles, and glasses littered the floor coupled with the sofas and chairs that had been rearranged in different positions to fit the guests the previous night.Seeing the work I had to do, I sighed. I'd woken up early just to clean up and still prepare breakfast early. Hence, I was groggy from the lack of sleep the previous night as a result of Images of a naked Giovanni flashing through my mind's eye throughout most of the night.Moving away from the door I'd been resting on, I got to work, picking the plastic cups and glasses from the floor. Thereafter, taking out the bottles to the recycle bin.About an hour later, I was done cleaning th
Mia:After rushing out of Giovanni's room, I climbed down the stairs, returned the cleaning supplies to the closet where I'd taken them from, and went into the kitchen to help Luna Emilia prepare breakfast."Was he good to you?" She asked, sparing me a glance as soon as she saw me."Y-yes". I answered, nodding my head to make her believe.Stopping what she was doing, she turned towards me to give me her full attention."Mia, are you sure?""He was nice to me" I drawled out, plastering a smile on my face. In response, she returned my smile but shook her head.Th
Giovanni:I'd been in my room replying to emails when I heard the angry grunts of a male voice coming from the main house. After mom left, Mia and I were the only ones at the main house.At first, I tried to pass them off as sounds of those at the packhouse but when I heard them again, I was further convinced they were coming from the main house.Dropping my phone on the nightstand, I left the room and began climbing down the stairs. Halfway down the stairs, I heard the voice of a man threatening a woman with the words,"I'll fuck your slutty body and treat you like the whore you are."My face morphed into a scowl at the words the asshole was using on a woman. To make matt
Mia:The moment I escaped from Giovanni’s room, I began planning various ways and outfits to disobey him. Although he had saved me from the hands of Santos, that doesn’t give him enough reason to make rules for me, concerning what I wear and what I shouldn’t. With the strong urge to defy his orders, I strutted to my room and changed into tiny jean shorts that were barely covering my asscheeks, and a crop top with a low neckline, exposing a fair amount of my cleavage.Looking at myself in the mirror, I winced at the reflection that stared back at me because even for me, my dressing was beyond my comfort zone but at the end, the strong will to defy Giovanni won. With the way I was dressed, it was common knowledge that I’d be getting more annoying comments from the men around the packhouse but I convinced myself th
Mia:I snuck a quick glance at him to see his eyes were trained on me expectantly. Slowly, I took a step back, my eyes searching the room for an escape but he was practically blocking the only way out, the door, and to make matters worse, it was locked.“It seems you have hearing disabilities, Mia but I’m happy to do the honors,” he took a step towards me but I immediately jumped back, trying to escape him but he quickly caught on to me, wrapping an iron fist around my waist.“Gi-n-no...please, let me go,” I whimpered, struggling against his hold.“You’re making this hard on yourself, Mia, and I’m sure you don’t want to give Luca any ideas of what’s about to hap