Nick's POV
I was discussing with a few guys about tightening the level of security in our pack after hearing that one of the few rebellious packs around is planning to attack us.The howling moon pack is known to be very vicious when it comes to battle, they have attacked our pack severally and most times we lose a few good soldiers. During this period we do not allow our pack members anywhere close to the borders.
We were seriously deliberately on how to keep the residents of our pack safe, after which I had plans to go look for Simeon who was absent from this morning's training.
I was about to round off the discussion with the guys when her scent came strong into the air. I also noticed the guys were sort of distracted only to follow their gaze and found that they were looking at the rogue girl who looked like she was desperately trying to get away from something.
I excused myself from the meeting and thought of going afte
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Nick's POV “Did you hurt her? Simeon asked again, his eyes searching me thoroughly as if he was seeing me for the first time, or maybe to him I just turned into an alien species or something. “I didn't mean to,” I said calmly as I sank my back against a tree with a heavy sigh. “She called me a bastard, my mate called me a bastard,” I said subconsciously. I didn't know why it felt like she called me something that no one has ever called me, been called a bastard was something I have grown used to, but hearing her call me bastard felt like an arrow has been pierced in my heart. “Nick, I think you need help,” Simeon said after some moment of silence, and that made me look at him wondering why he would say that I needed help. I can't remember telling him I was sick or anything, if anybody needed help at this moment it should be that witch, not me. “how do you mean?” I asked looking at him to know where this our conversation was headed.
Miranda's POV I sighed acidly after watching Kyle walk out of my room, such a little liar. Little does she know that I have implanted spies all over the pack to keep an eye on her. My plan was for her to be followed should in case she decides to go see her mother. I need something tangible to hold her down till she can get pregnant and give birth to the child that would make Richard become the greatest alpha ever known throughout the whole world, which also gives me the position of being the mother of the world's greatest alpha. I can tell that she is quite stubborn and mischievous just like me when I was around her age, so I figured capturing her mother would be the best bait in taming her, but no thanks to the bastard, my plans have been ruined. I have to do something before her closeness to the bastard becomes too difficult to handle, this is not the first time I will be hearing of her being seen with the bastard. If I am to go with any
kyle's pov I looked for an excuse to quickly get away from Richard, I didn't like the fact that he was becoming too touchy with me. I don't know what goes on in his head, one minute he is all arrogant, next minute he can't take his hands off me. It's very annoying especially since I am not physically attracted to him. I have decided that my days in this pack are almost over, I need to go back home to my mother, but not without getting my pound of flesh from that bastard. I'm so mad at him and I am not going to rest till I get back at him. I was very careful not to ask Richard about where the bastard sleeps, so he does not get any silly ideas up his head. I headed down the stairs to sit on the sofa so I can get a glimpse of everyone that comes in and goes out of the packhouse. Even though I know that it is highly unlikely that the bastard will be back into the Packhouse during the day, I was going to make sure I sat my ass down
Kyle's POV My heart was racing while I took the stairs leading to my room, I was nervous, confused, and disoriented. Like what just happened to me? Why didn't I stop the bastard and why was I enjoying his teases. I have read and heard numerous times that these types of emotions only happen when you meet the one, the one destined to be your soul mate. But I am not yet eighteen, at least that is what my mother has made me believe, unless, of course, I am to believe that my mother does not know my age. I was so lost in thoughts that I didn't know when I bumped into someone on the stairs. “I'm so sorry,” I said, as I lifted my eyes to see that it was Queen Miranda. “Are you alright?” She asked scrutinizing me with her eyes. “Yes, I'm fine,” I answered trying my best not to give her any reason to know that I was miserable on the inside.
Kyle's POV “Yes, Richard harder!” “Oh yes,” “Ah!” “faster ” “you are so sweet,” I heard a female voice moaning hard in the poorly lighted room. They seem not to have noticed the fact that I had just entered the room as they continued in their lustful adventure. I could see the girl's banana breast sticking out while Richard banged her from behind with his skinny frame towering over her. I somehow felt my legs were rooted to the spot as I unconsciously directed my face to the floor. It would be so hard to get this picture off of my mind in a long time, as I have never walked in on anyone having sex. I have never even had sex, and from what I can see, I will rather not as it looks painful and stressful. By the time it was obvious to me that they were not ready to stop anytime soon, I cleared my throat to get their attention. The girl quickly grabbed a blanket to cover her sweaty naked bod
Kyle's POV My entire thinking faculty was a mess after I got back from Richard's room, I was not in any way surprised by Richard's attitude, but what terrified me most was why the queen was so desperate to get me mated to Richard. All werewolves are destined to meet with the one that the moon goddess has chosen for them. The chances of not getting a mate are most unlikely unless of course if that individual is cursed or under a family spell. I also noticed that her interest in me picked after being told that I was a witch. what will happen If I don't turn out to be a witch, would she still want me for her son? Another issue that made me restless was the fact that I coul
Kyle's POV "Because he is my son," She said, as I watched tears drop from my mum's eyes. The words kept echoing in my ears as I blinked my eyes repeatedly to shake off the shock. "I never thought I will get to lay my eyes ever on him again" mum continued, as she examines the extent of damage the wolfsbane had caused. To say I was flabbergasted will be an understatement, my mother has never told me of having other kids before or after me. I felt like I had just been struck by a thunderbolt. How is it possible that the dying stranger I decided to give a helping hand to, is now a son to my mother? This means that I have a brother, but why would wolf hunters want to hurt him? Is he dangerous? What did he do? is it possible that we both share the same father as well? Does he know who our father is? These and a million other questions flooded my mind. My eyes drifted to the stranger or should I say my brother
Nick's POV"Are we dead?" I asked my wolf as my eyes moved slowly behind the closed lids."if heaven smells like freshly baked vanilla flavored cake, then we are dead," Brit said in his usual jovial nature.I opened my eyes and noticed I was lying down on a table, I was having stinging pains all over my body.I looked around to see where I was, the aura of the room was calm and relaxing. Only that I don't think I was anywhere close to my pack, which at that moment I can't tell if it was a good thing or not. I sat up on the table, and my eyes wandered around the little comfy room.it was a simple room adorned with beautiful and nice-smelling followers. From one glance one can tell that the house is most possibly owned by