Cameron watched their little mate's sleeping form. Her soft features looked stress free, he wanted it to remain like that. The problems they were facing with rogues and vampires were increasing daily. And he was a hundred percent sure that they had gotten news of their mate. To them, she would be a pawn. Her life was in danger, but he would do anything to make sure their mate was safe. He wished he could give her the love and affection that she so much wanted. He's trying to be a better mate for her like Callan but it was so goddamn hard to start doing something you are not used to. He was never the kind of man to show affection, but he was willing to try for Claire's sake. He smoothed out the frown lines from her face, watching as she instinctively leaned into his touch. Her lips parted as she snored softly, it was a cute sight to behold. Callan chuckled at the opposite side of her. “It's really cute watching you with her, you know? I can't remember the last time you stared at som
NIGHT WALKER PACK. Alpha Darius paced back and forth in the dark woods. Why was the bastard not here yet? He had been in the woods for more than thirty minutes and there was still no sign of him. Had he backed out at the last minute? A few seconds later, he heard scrapes of dried leaves before a large wolf with red eyes emerged. He snarled in front of him, making him raise his hands in surrender silently telling him he meant no harm. After a few minutes of stare down, the rogue wolf finally went to the back of a tree where he shifted and wore a change of clothes. He didn't look any different from his wolf form. His eyes were still bright red, multiple scars marred his dangerous face. “Why did you send for me, Darius?” He stated, more than ask. Darius fist tightened at his utter disrespect but he didn't dare say a word. He needed his help, and he wasn't about to spoil that chance because of his pride. “I have something important to discuss with you, Theon.” Theon narrowed his
DARK MOON PACK. “Hey! You! What do you think you're doing?” The pack warrior scolded a boy who looked no older than seventeen years old. The teenage boy flinched at his tone, picking up speed as he sparred with a much older warrior, sweat dripped down his body. “Is he always that harsh?” Claire asked Elena who was standing next to me. Callan and Cameron had left early this morning for a meeting. She had woken up in her room and assumed either Cal or Cam had taken her to her room. She told her mates that she wanted to train with the other pack members but they blatantly refused before she could even finish talking. Claiming she was the future Luna and didn't need to train because they wouldn't let her be put in harm's way. If only they knew what she was capable of… A blush crawled up her cheeks as she thought about what they did last night. Her mates had dominated her and she was scared of how much she wanted them. She craved their touch so much. A hand lightly jabbed her elbow.
“What's going on here?” Two familiar deep velvet voices spoke from behind her. As soon as Cherry heard their voices, her crying heightened as she wailed exaggeratingly, she walked over to them and clutched their biceps, tears were falling from her smudged face. Claire expected her mates to remove Cherry's hand from their arm, but she was disappointed when they didn't. “I tried to stop her!” Cherry spoke with a high pitched voice. “I was only trying to get to know her, and - and she clutched my neck and tried to kill me!” She said with a fake sniffle. Cameron and Callan turned their murderous gaze in her direction. “Is this true?” Callan asked with deadly calm. “You tried to strangle her?” Claire flinched at his tone. “I didn't mean to—she insulted me and I got angry and—” “Home. Now.” Cameron interrupted coldly. Claire blinked. “What?” “Did I fucking stutter?” There was an edge in his voice. “But—” Cameron finally exploded. “I said fucking go home right now, Claire!” Tears b
“I have to work with the pack members for a week?” Claire rose a brow. “I can definitely do that. I have literally worked all my life in Alpha Darius' pack.”“Claire.” Callan spoke. She turned to him in confusion. “What?” “That isn't something to be proud of. You didn't deserve to be treated that way in his pack. He's an asshole who has an ego as big as his head. You're only doing this as a punishment, one week is too long but unfortunately there's nothing we can do about it for now.”His last statement earned a laugh from Claire.“Seriously it's no big deal. I learned to get used to it. And because I'm your mate doesn't change anything. I made a mistake and I have to make up for it. ” He frowned but didn't say anything. “So, when am I going to start?” She asked a little too eagerly. The thought of spending more time with Elena and not the four corners of this ridiculously mansion made her giddy. She didn't see how performing pack duties was a punishment, making her wonder if her
The sound of the alarm beeping non stop, woke Claire from her sleep. Who the hell sets an alarm this early in the morning? She groaned, snuggling into her pillows, but she couldn't sleep because the annoying alarm kept up beeping. She rolled over to the night stand and stopped the annoying sound. She opened her eyes a little to peek but immediately widened them as soon as she saw the time. 5:30am!She only had thirty minutes to take a bath, get dressed and go to the pack house. She immediately scrambled out of the bed, her legs tangled with the sheets almost making her fall flat on her face but she immediately caught herself. She ran into the bathroom and took a quick bath. Twenty minutes later, she was finally done dressing up. She doubted her mates would be awake by now. Not wanting to disturb their sleep, she tiptoed down the stairs. She heard her name as soon as she reached down, making her snap her head towards the hallway. There, her mates stood, their body glistening with
THE ENCHANTED SISTERS - CIRCLE OF THE TWILIGHT FLAME (COVEN OF WITCHES) The queen gazed at Claire's beautiful form through the silver framed magical mirror. Her red hair that looked so much like hers, cascaded down her back. Her young days reflected in her eyes and a wave of sadness washed over her. The days when her mate was still alive. The love and passion they shared for a few years before he was killed. Just like her mate's father was killed. Him and her mate were the last hybrid in existence before he was tragically killed. That obviously wasn't enough for them as they also killed his only son, her mate. Claire lost both her father and grandfather. Her heart squeezed as she remembered how a war broke out in their little town, where she eloped with her mate because her mother (the queen's) wasn't in support of their relationship. He was a hybrid and her wicked mother had always despised them. There were dead bodies on the ground after the war ended, she searched and searc
DARK MOON PACK There was a commotion outside the pack house. Everyone quickly went outside to know that the commotion was all about. Pack members ran from the woods yelling at the top of their lungs. But the word they were shouting caught her attention and panic sets in her whole being. "Rogues! Everyone run! We are being attacked by Rogues!” Claire's eyes widened and she felt her legs begin to tremble but she couldn't seem move her feet. She wanted to run like the other pack members did, but it was like there was a force holding her from running for safety. Then she finally realized why she refused to run like the others, her mates were nowhere to be seen. She recalled Callan telling her that they were going to the east border to check on the pack guards. And from the look of things, they weren't back yet. Her heart begin to thump loudly in her chest, she was sure anyone from a mile away could hear the sound of her heart beat. Just then, a hand caught her arm and tried to drag