ALPHA KAI'S SURROGATE

Seline. “What can I get ya?” I ask, my voice saccharine sweet.“Maybe a piece of this ass,” one of them sneers in a disgusting manner.I smile at him and reach out to touch his arm. He lets out an instant howl of pain as he receives the worst electric shock of his life.I don’t even flinch but I let them hear the crackle of electricity coming from my hand.Pissing off a warlock is a bad idea.Even if she is half a warlockI see them stiffen as they realize what I am, and the sudden wariness in their eyes is almost gratifying.When they don’t say anything, I smile and say coolly, “Maybe you should leave before I really lose my temper. You won’t like me if I lose my temper.My therapist says I have unresolved anger issues. You know how that is. I might just do something insane.”They seem to take me for my word, and I watch them scatter out the door, their tails between their legs.On the days I don’t despise my deadbeat of a father, I’m grateful to him for contributing to my warlock ha

Seline.“Are you sure you are okay with it? I just don’t want Frank entering my apartment, Lacy,” I speak into the phone. “The plumber will be there tomorrow to fix the leak.”My friend and neighbor reassures me as I walk into the bar.“I’ll bring you some leftovers tonight then,” I smile, relieved.However, my smile disappears once I close the phone. Sometimes it feels that even living is exhausting. It’s like I’m fighting against the world with nothing going in my favor. I shake off the tiredness as I dump my things in the locker and get changed.“Seline,” Ellie, who’s taking a break, gives me a concerned look. “There are some men outside, waiting for you.”I blink. “For me?”The corner of her mouth curls downwards. “I didn’t like the look of them.”I slam the locker shut and give her a wry smile. “You don’t like the look of half this town, Ellie. Your trust issues are showing.”She grins, “Look who’s talking.”But just as I’m about to walk out, she says, “Be careful though. They had

Seline.However, as much as I want to not think about Austin, I can’t get him out of my head.It’s the early hours of the morning after I’m done cleaning up. I grab my bag and change into street clothes before picking up the trash bags. I exit through the alley door and lock it before making my way to the large trash bins.I toss in the trash bags and begin to close the lid of the trash bin.I hear the sound first before I look up, only to feel something thin pierce my neck. Almost like a small needle.My hand instantly goes to my neck, and I feel something thin sticking out of my neck.“Crap, what?”I yank the thin dart out and instantly feel a wave of nausea.I grab the edge of the trash bin and look towards the entrance of the alley. I can make out a few figures approaching me. It takes me a moment for my vision to clear, and I recognize the panther shifters from a few days ago.“Cowards,” I spit out. “Can’t even take on one woman without trying to drug her.”But it seems that the

Seline.I let out a gasp of pain and feel the magic dissipate. Exhaustion is a bitter enemy, and I slump in my position. But as soon as I do, I feel something move within me.For years, my whole life, in fact, the only aspect of my Lycan side that I have been able to access is my speed and my healing ability. I have never felt my wolf even once. That was why my old pack threw me out, along with my mother. Because not only did I not have the ability to shift, I also had no connection to my wolf.But right now I can feel something inside me. It’s like another part of me, something wilder and more primitive. It stretches inside me as if it’s awakening after a long and deep sleep. It’s almost like it’s under my skin, under every cell, like I am cloaking it with a human disguise over it.As it stretches and awaken, I feel a wild joy. This odd hole of loneliness that had been within me for so long feels smaller. But there is something more than that. A spark of interest, joy, hope. A fierce

Seline.While it's easy for someone to tell the other not to give up, I don’t think the other party truly understands what it means to not give up, especially in a case like mine. Being rejected by your fated mate is painful, heartbreaking, but it is also humiliating. And to not give up basically means to go running back to that person, your tail between your legs, begging for a second chance, completely debasing yourself.My pride, which is all I have left at this point, is going to be shattered if I ask Austin to reconsider, begging him. I feel sick to the stomach even thinking about it. But aside from that, there is a new emotion brewing inside me. Anger.Pain and humiliation are not easy to deal with. But anger is.So, I give it a few days, allowing my fury to build and fester until I am confident enough to face the man who rejected me so brutally.I get my chance a week later after I get off my shift at Benny’s. I make my way to the mechanic shop that I know is under the ownershi