I woke up with a throbbing headache.
Opening my eyes I squinted at the shrill of light attacking my pupils from my bedroom window. A yawn escaped my lips as I wiped the tiredness from my eyes.
Damn, officially the worst hangover ever.
I swallowed a couple of times, swirling my tongue around my dry gums to generate some saliva.
Scratching my head, I unsuccessfully attempted to arrange the unruly strands, eventually allowing the unattractive mop of hair to remain.
I jumped as I felt movement next to me, turning around I looked down at the blonde lying next to me, her curly mass of disorderly hair was spread across the pillow, tickling my arm. I nudged her a couple of times before she got up.
"Michelle, get up." I poked her face, watching as her eyes slowly began to flutter open. Her icy blue orbs stared at me in confusion.
"What the hell?" She questioned coarsely, lifting her wrist to read the time. I jumped when she suddenly began to shout. "It's one pm! Why are we still in bed? Our parents are going to kill us!" Still a little hung over it took me a while to process this information before my eyes finally widened in fear.
My fear heightened as Mich suddenly began to shout again. "Wait, why are we in bed together?"
Simultaneously we peered under the covers, our hearts beating furiously as we checked to see what did or did not lay underneath the cover.
We both relaxed at our fully-clothed attires, we must have passed out at some point.
"Wicked party yesterday Floss, definitely one I'll remember." She laughed, breaking the silence. I tilted my head, baffled until the memories rushed back to me, the events of last night clear in my mind.
"Shit! Michelle you have to leave, now!" I urged, frantically pushing her body off the bed, throwing her hoodie and make up bag along with her.
"What? Why?" She pouted, grabbing the stuff I had carelessly thrown at her.
"My dad gets back from his trip in an hour, that's barely enough time for me to shower and clean up all the mess everybody made yesterday. I'm doomed if he finds out." I was specifically ordered not to have people over yet I did it anyway. I am so screwed. Now I'm panicking. Being the only daughter of the Alpha was never easy especially when you had the reputation of being a nonchalant, reckless teen. My father has constantly threatened to constrict my movements around the territory by caging me to the confines of the pack house and this time I feared, if I messed up again, he'd really do good on his promise.
"Go Mich, hurry." I sighed in relief as she hastily ran out of room.
Blindly reaching for a packet of aspirin and a bottle of water, I popped out two tablets and drank them both.
Slightly better, I immediately got to work, literally sprinting to the living room. I staggered back in shock to find the place squeaky clean and my father, Alpha James, casually sipping on a mug of coffee.
"Ah, morning Felicity, sleep well?" He asked in high spirits, taking another sip from the steaming mug.
"I guess. You're back early." I offhandedly noted.
"Yeah, there was a last minute vacancy in the earlier flight, so I thought, why not? The sooner I see my lovely daughter, the better." He smiled warmly at me. I frowned, searching for any sign of duplicity in his voice.
"Thanks dad." I smiled, going over to the coffee machine to make my own cup.
"But when I came in-" He continued. "-I saw Michelle running out of our house, but I must have been seeing things, right? I mean, I did tell Felicity not to invite anyone over and she would never disobey my orders." He chimed with feigned enthusiasm.
I turned around in dread, cringing inwardly at my father's narrowing eyes, he knew. "Dad..."
He held up his hand as a sign for me to stop talking."Giving you the benefit of the doubt, I thought nothing of it and went about my normal day; upon opening the door I see a pair of condoms lying on the floor, broken glass everywhere and countless cigarette buds! Felicity you see why I cannot trust you? This is absolutely unexceptable and irresponsible behaviour and this time there will be consequences." Glancing everywhere but at him, I noticed a discarded cigar and bit my tongue, pointing this out would dig an already consuming hole.
I looked up when he cleared his throat. "You are banned from leaving the pack house for two months, under any circumstances. If it is extremely important, come and find me or Toby." I didn't voice out my disagreement at the terms of my punishment, I was expecting it. After all I did completely trash the living room. "Secondly..." I played with my last remaining acrylic nail disinterested; some time during last night I had managed to lose nine of them. "You will accompany me to every meeting with the neighbouring Alphas for the next four months, including the one this afternoon." He finished.
I dropped my mug onto the dining table, staring up at my father, speechless. "You're not serious." There was no way I was going to that three hour seminar amongst middle aged men, I'd rather give up alcohol.
"On the contrary Felicity, we leave in four hours. Go shower, eat, do whatever young girls your age do, but at the stoke of five, we go downstairs to welcome our guests."
"But daddy-"
"No Felicity, I have been extremely lenient with you these several months because I thought it was simply a phase, but that is clearly not the case, so proper discipline will be in order from now on." I didn't have the chance to say anything more, his phone suddenly began to ring and he left to take the call.
I took an enduring chug of the scalding beverage, slamming it onto the table in anger.
"Just great." I muttered, glaring at the shattered mug. Rolling my eyes at the blood pouring down my hand. I quickly washed it off before clearing up the mess.
***
"You're right Alpha Drake, but I don't think we should go for the hawk approach, invading their territory would only result in an immediate retaliation and the last thing we want is mass blood shed within our packs." My father stood tall, emanating power and authority as he outlined the Vampire basis and proposed a plan of action.
I sat still, running my hands through my hair in boredom, I have been here for exactly one hour, watching in annoyance as the men constantly swayed back and forth between a final decision.
I mean seriously, MAKE YOUR MINDS UP!
"Their clan is accumulating to an uncontainable amount and if we don't do something about it quickly, we will be at war - meaning lives lost and communities destroyed - we cannot allow that to happen. I suggest we get somebody on the inside, promise him money, a pack, whatever he wants to ensure we always remain one step ahead." Another Alpha, who's name was unknown to me, suggested. There were so many in the room that my brain simply could not cope with the vast amount of names.
"I agree Alpha Logan, I think this is our best and only option in order to avoid death to our loved ones. Make him swear secrecy before sending him back to the Vampires." Swearing secrecy is a big deal in the world of a werewolf, the promise is thought to be sent directly to the Moon Goddess herself and if it is broken, your mate will die a painful and tragic death within seven days. A myth nobody has dared to fuck with.
One Alpha snorted, his face morphing into that of disgust. "Who would want to be a vampire?"
Another Alpha laughed. "You'd be surprised how much people crave immortality."
"Send a woman in, there are usually the last suspects, it would be much easier to go out and come back unnoticed." Another Alpha input and my eyes widened at his words.
"But they are too fragile, sending them into the front line is risky, if she is found out, she will most certainly crack under the pressure." Alpha Saunders argued, completely disregarding the fact that he was sitting right next to me.
I stood up, clearly not acknowledged in the small meeting room aka my father's office.
"I'm going to get a drink." I announced, leaving the room without waiting for a reply.
The idea of war should scare me, however, I felt nothing except boredom, the thought of Vampires attacking my family and I was daunting, but I was confident it wouldn't come to that, my father was a great leader and he would surely keep us safe.
I was more worried about opposing Alpha's more than Vampires themselves. Opposing Alphas infamously included Jax Fitzgerald, Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, he had previously been involved in his own Rogue War, coming out victorious without the help of other neighbouring packs. Killing the Alpha's brother, he sent his head to his family; as if that wasn't enough, he seduced the leader's sister to her own demise, enrolling her as a pack low rank for the pleasure of others until she finally killed herself at the news of her family's death. He struck where the Rogue Alpha was most vulnerable and it paid off.
Alpha Jax Fitzgerald was ruthless, powerful and cold, which is partly why he was a valuable asset, everyone needed his cunning mind and without him I saw a loss in our future. While the Chosen have yet to be selected, the chances of them coming from his pack were high.
I felt sorry for the unlucky girl the Moon Goddess entangled him with.
Taking the glass of water with me, I skipped back to the meeting room.
I came to an abrupt halt as a delicious scent wafted through me, the musky aroma of pine cones and spices entwined to produce a scent that could only be described as perfection. Searching for the source of the smell, I gasped as my eyes narrowed onto a tall male, his back was turned to me, but I could already feel my body moving towards him like a magnet. His tousled brown hair blew effortlessly in the breeze of the open window.
He is my mate. He had to be.
I'VE FOUND MY MATE! I looked around in panic.
Hell. No.
Covering my mouth with my hand, I slowly reversed, tip- toeing back the way I came. I was definitely not ready for a mate, not now, not ever.
Turning around I prepared to make my escape until a warm hand rested on my shoulder. "Don't. Move."
I froze. My breath hitched as he stalked closer towards me, so close I could feel the outline of solid muscle beneath his shirt. He growled lowly, wrapping a thick arm around my waist, his head lowering to the crook of my neck. I shivered as his warm breath hit my skin, sparking a jolt of electricity throughout my body.I gasped as his hot tongue flicked the column of my neck, his lips tracing over the trail of fire he had left on my skin. Now his hands were twirling around my hair and he was smelling me. I couldn't mirroring his actions. By now I should have made a move to stop him, but I couldn't, the feel of his lips against my skin, his body so close to mine - my mind was clouded and I felt weak amidst is touch."Mine." He whispered huskily, burying his nose into the nape of my neck and inhaling. I shrieked as I was suddenly spun ar
Jax said we were going to his pack, the closer we got to the destination the more I wanted to shatter the window and jump out."So you're telling me, my father just gave me up, toyou?" I asked, utter disbelief lacing my tone.He looked at me with clenched fists, now obviously irritated by my persistence. "For thefifthtime, yes he did. He didn't tell me why, he didn't say anything. He simply gave me permission to take you with me."Bullshit.My father wouldn't just give me up without at least talking to me at first. Jax must have done something, most likely threatened the safety of my pack. If he thought his threats would get me to feel anything other than hatred towards him, he was sorely m
Seer"Should I intervene?""Not yet, she's still adjusting, keep in mind her young age. We can't bring this upon her yet.""But she's resisting, her family's tainted legacy won't allow her to succumb to the mate bond and give birth to the Fated.""Be patient Anastasia, we have been doing this for over two thousand years, a chosen has never failed to conceive the fated. Don't ever doubt me." The room began to shake, portraying the moon goddess' anger."Of course not, my goddess." I bowed. My heart began to pound alarmingly, the Mood Goddess was the only one who could bring out the fear I always kept hidden, without her powerful presence, I would never have been famili
I refilled the glass with my second serving of whisky, the dream had come back again. Matthew's face, his words - warning me to stay away.Since I had found my mate, Matthew hasn't left my side, he has been in my head and in my dreams, constantly reminding me of the doom that awaits if I am to give in to the mate bond."I don't think Alpha Jax will be too happy to see you drinking Luna, especially this early in the morning." A voice chided, grabbing the glass from my hand and emptying it into the sink.It was Derek's mate, it might be my warped perception but her belly appeared to be three times bigger than the last time I saw her."Twins" She stated, as if reading my mind running a protective hand over her belly.
I flinched at the sound of glass smashing.Jax was in that room, his roars of anger echoed throughout the pack house.I sipped on my glass of wine, trying to block out his loud rants.I knew I should have been in there with him. My presence was thought to be a calming mechanism for him. The pull of a mate was definitely a life line, drawing two people and binding them together whether they liked it or not.However it was just that, a line and I would surely find a way to cut it soon.I couldn't stand it, this pack was unfamiliar and an involuntary choice. As much as they tried to make me feel welcome, some things you can't force.I watched passively as Jax stormed out of his office, the stress clear on his face. He was alone in that room and still managed to reach the peek of his temper. Alpha males were a complex equation I'd never be able to decipher.I looked on until he was out of sight, my arms stretched along the sofa casually.
I turned my face away from the sickening sight, bile rose to tip of my throat and I felt an overwhelming wave of nausea."All children must remain in their rooms, not one of them leaves until I say so." Jax ordered, all the mothers nodded vigorously before returning to their children."You too Felicity. Go to the room and stay there till I return."I shook my head. "Let me stay, I want to help."We had just been discussing the imminent danger to our pack and now it lays here right in front of us. Since last week, contact between us has been minimal, but in this moment my Luna just wanted to be by his side at all times, especially now I knew his internal fears and worries.He held my chin up with the crook of his finger. "No, it's too dangerous, I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you. Now go, please, I don't want to argue about this with you." I hated how no matter how much I voiced my position to him, he would always act like a
"But how?" I questioned, pacing around her room, baffled. It was not possible, but still it existed before me, in the palm of Maria's hand. "We used to go there about once a month, but since they tightened security in their territory we haven't been able to get close. Richard eventually became impatient and decided to go in by himself." She muttered the last bit sadly, partly angry that her mate had decided to go alone without her knowledge. "I've heard stories, but I'm not really sure how it's made, the last one was thought to have been used thirty years ago." I stared at the crimson mixture, transfixed by the power a single bottle held. These mixtures were created in order to kill vampires, working from the inside it seeps through the skull and fries the brain. The last one was thought to have been used to kill the Vampire King's son in 1987, the closest a werewolf has come to regaining dominion since a millennium. Since then no werewolf has been able to co
SeerI looked frantically at the cards before me. I was gifted with the power of sight but I was not always accurate."This is very alarming. She has accepted the role of Luna with such formality and conviction. I have never seen anything like it. How could she possibility separate herself from her emotions like that, not even her wolf is powerful enough to sway her.""She is a wounded and traumatised girl, give her time." The Moon Goddess calmly responded."But her heart is so guarded, so damaged and still she has desires of returning to her old life." My eyes flashed and I took a little stumble rubbing my aching temple as I projected myself into the subconsciousness of Felicity.