While I wasn’t able to salvage my bond with my own animai, at least I could help fix someone else's. Truthfully, I think Landry and Jennifer will make a cute couple. Just because I’m miserable doesn’t mean everyone else deserves to be. While I have bitter moments, I have to admit helping Landry fix his bond did make me feel a little better. But with that distraction over with I now need a new one. So with that in mind, I make my way back to the packhouse.
Once inside I tie my hair up in a bun, roll up the sleeves on my flannel shirt and make my way to the laundry room. I grab a bunch of cleaning supplies and make my way to the staircase. I drop to my knees, line up the products and get to work cleaning the stairs, making sure to give extra attention to the banister and the wooden fixtures of the railing. Time and thoughts float away as I just focus on the task at hand.
“Amelia… I didn’t know things were that bad,” comes a sad voice.
I look up at the top of th
Iwant to die. It’s been nearly a week since Amelia kicked me out of her pack with promises of rejection and each day kills me a little more. Ace has completely stopped talking to me, I haven’t even been able to shift – not that I want to. I’m in a total state of apathy, I just don’t give two fucks about anything, how can I? Everyone was right, I never took the time to understand Amelia, I didn’t even really try. I just kept making one dumb assumption after another and look where it got me. My animai, the person chosen for me by a higher power, nearly died and I didn’t even know about it, and if that wasn’t bad enough, I tore her down while she was recovering from a near-death experience. No one can hate me more than I hate myself right now, it’s just not humanly or supernaturally possible. When her Beta told us what had happened and I realised just how badly I fucked up, I broke down. I sobbed like a little baby. I felt like a piece of me was dying and it was m
Jasper, Calix, and Aiden appear in record time looking around fully alert until their eyes settle on Davina. Their expressions morph into anger and contempt. “What the hell is going on here?” Jasper demands. “I woke up and found this crazy bitch in my room stroking my dick like it was a fucking genie’s lamp,” I spit, my eyes never leaving her. I don’t trust her for a second. Angry growls erupt from the guys, but Jasper is the most livid as his dark brown eyes start to glow. “You were forbidden from ever returning to the packhouse, Davina, now not only did you return, but you broke into your Beta’s room and sexually assaulted him?!” he growls at her causing the floor and walls around us to shake. Wait, did he just say, ‘sexual assault’? I wouldn’t call this sexual assault… would I? “WHAT?!” she screams. “I didn’t assault anyone! How can you even say that? I love Marcus, I was just showing him how much I love him and making him happy,” she decla
As I start to wake up I am painfully aware of the thudding in my head. Yeah, I definitely drank far too much last night. If I had been drinking human booze I’d be waking up like nothing ever happened. But Tezus liquor will knock you on your Gods damn ass, and that’s definitely what it’s done to me. Come to think of it I should be feeling better by now. I had stopped drinking after I found out what happened to Marcus… Oh Goddess, Marcus. Some filthy she-wolf laid her hands on my animai. I have no idea who she is, but I promise the Gods she’s a dead woman if I ever see her. I knew they were telling me the truth; Jasper would never lie to me and Marcus… I saw the shame on his face. It hurt me to see it. I know it resulted in my pain and originally I thought he was doing it on purpose but learning the truth… I’m not sure what would be worse; thinking my animai was with another or knowing someone was sexually assaulting him. There isn’t a winning scenario here. They both
“So I think that’s settled. We’ll build the new homes on the west side of the territory,” I say while pointing to the map laid out on my desk. “But we’ll have the trees transplanted to the east side instead of completely cutting them down,” I say as I wipe a hand over my forehead feeling a couple drops of sweat. I’ve been feeling hotter by the hour. “When should we get things started?” Chris asks. “I think we can start construction this month. All the leg work has been done, now it’s just a matter of implementing it,” I say. “The new couples are going to love this,” Vitali says proudly. It’s very common when a mutolupus finds their animai that they move out and get a place of their own. With so many newly mated and marked couples, and therefore new additions to the pack, we had to start expanding and building new cottages, which is easy. It was finding which plot of land on the territory was the most suitable that was the issue. Not to mention land an
As I finally make it to the pack hospital, I notice I’m dripping blood through the corridor, but not much I can do about that. I follow Chris’ saltwater taffy scent and before I make it to the room I can hear his screams of pain. Using the wall for support, I make my way into his room and see Doctor Richard looking down at Chris with a pale, horrified expression; Vitali is watching in anguish and nurses are hovering in the doorway unsure what to do. “Why the fuck aren’t you helping him?” I grit as I enter the room. “Amelia, I’ve told you, you have to get to the bunker,” Vitali says with worry as he comes over to me but doesn’t touch me. “I’m not leaving while Chris is like this!” I shout at him. I glare at Doctor Richards. “Why are you just standing there?” I demand. “Alpha, I… I can’t help him,” he says in a pained voice; my chest tightening at his words. “What do you mean you ‘can’t help him’?” I question as I grip onto a nearby trolley, gri
I wasn’t able to sleep a wink last night, but to be fair, I haven’t had a decent night's sleep since before I met Amelia. If I hadn’t been such an asshole the night we met I could have spent that night with her wrapped in my arms. Every night my soul cries out for her and I know I won’t have peace until I’m with her again. All night I went over in my head what I would say when I talked to Amelia today. I can’t express how happy I am that she’s willing to talk to me and best believe I’m going to take that opportunity by the balls and use it to win back my animai. I was thinking I’d send her a bouquet of flowers, it might be corny, but at least it’s a start. I eventually get up and head down and join everyone for training. During sparring, I take my anger over the whole Davina thing out on every warrior willing to spar with me. After I TKO’d the third warrior, Jasper decided it would be best I fight him instead, which was great. I don’t have to hold back with him and that’s what I need
In twenty-three minutes we’re crossing into Invictus Pack territory and straight away I can pick up Amelia’s scent. It’s perfuming the whole damn territory and has the hairs on our body on end. Ace falters for a second when her scent hits us but he forces himself to shake it off and keeps sprinting to our woman. Border patrol sees us but doesn’t stop us, so Jasper must have done as he said and let them know we were coming. Seriously, they do not want to get in my way right now. Her scent is everywhere and it’s messing with our head, so not knowing where to go we go straight for the packhouse. The front doors are open and Ace leaps right into the packhouse letting me shift back into my human form. I can see a group of people down towards the back of the packhouse, and I recognise some of them as ranked members. They’ve all got their heads turned to me, so I storm over to them. I’m panting and trying to catch my breath after running faster than I ever thought we were capable o
Okay, all the mental preparation I did on the way here meant fuck all. Nothing could prepare me for this. Amelia’s scent has smacked me in the face like I just jumped off a fifty story building and landed face-first into the concrete. It’s strong, it’s intoxicating, and I can taste it on my tongue. Her arousal is in the air like the world’s strongest and most delicious perfume and it’s making my dick painfully hard. Ace is pacing in my head and thrashing his head trying his hardest to fight his instincts. I focus on breathing through my mouth – which barely helps – as I step in and shut the door behind me. Amelia’s heart is pounding in her chest, her breathing is ragged, and I can feel her fever from across the room. They call it heat for a reason. I take slow steps towards her, fighting the animalistic need to plunge my cock deep inside her wet walls and fill her with my cum… fuck, those thoughts are not helping. I crouch down next to her as she lays on the floor wh