Growing up, Avery Smith knew nothing but pains and suffering. Treated badly by the pack members, even her own family treated her as an outcast. Finding solace in only one person, her mate, Julian Styles, only to have her whole world crumbling down when he rejected her and choose her sister over her. “A weak thing like you can never be my mate”, Alpha Julian spat. Humiliated, she fled home, swore to never return. But when tragedy struck and she was forced to return home only to find herself entangled with the fearsome Alpha King. “I don’t want you! Let go of me” Avery yelled, determined to reject the mate bond between them, no matter what. “You’re my mate Avery, you have no choice”, He growled as he hurled her over his shoulders. “You belong to me! You’re mine now” What will happen when the dangerous alpha claims she is his fated mate? Will their love have a chance to blossom? Or will their differences tear them apart?
View MoreAvery's Point of View
“Hold her up properly!!”, Sophia ordered as her minions held me tight, paying deaf ears to my pleas and cries.
This has been my life for as long as I can remember, I still don't know what I did wrong that made them treat me this way.
Countless times, I always wondered what I've done that made Sophia hate me this much. I mean she has everything- The pack adores her, she has our parents and siblings love, she's practically the gem of the entire pack.
While I was treated like the black sheep, my own parents made me feel like an outcast, they made me feel worthless.
“Sophia, please… I’m your sister, your own blood,” I choked out, my voice trembling with desperation. “What did I do to deserve this? Why are you treating me like this?! Tell me, please… why do you hate me so much? I’ve tried… I’ve tried so hard to make you see me, to make you love me.”
I groaned, unable to stop the tears from pouring down my eyes.
“What did you just say? Sister?! I'm no sister to a witch”, Sophia sneered as she eyed me as if I was the most disgusting thing she had ever laid her eyes on.
“I mean, look at you. With your white hair and strange looking eyes!! You're nothing but a witch, I'm sure mom must have picked you up somewhere”, She sneered as she slapped me across the face.
All of a sudden, I felt a strange resolve in me, I knew this was a suicide mission but I was tired of her constant bullying. For once, I wanted to speak up for myself.
“So what if I look different? I know that you're just jealous because I look way more beautiful than you are”, I was rewarded with a punch and I could feel the copper taste of blood in my mouth but it was worth it.
“What?! You know it's the truth”, I smirked, staring at her, daring her to do her worst.
“Beat this witch up!!”, her brainless minions were about to descend on me, when a voice suddenly yelled authoritatively.
“What's going on here?!” I sighed in relief as I stared at the approaching figure, it was Julian.
My savior.
My mate.
The only reason I'm able to put up to all the maltreatment from the pack. He's the only support I have, if not for him, I would have been long dead.
“Alpha!” Sophia shrieked in terror and I couldn't help but smirk at her.
“Don't make me repeat myself!!” Julian growled as he stepped closer to us.
“Alpha, she… sh… she was caught stealing and I decided to have her punished”, Sophia stuttered and I gasped in shock at how easy it was for her to lie.
And to think that I saw her as the best sister ever, not knowing that she was nothing but a sly fox.
“Is that so?” Julian asked as he narrowed his eyes on her.
“Yes Alpha”
“Then leave her to me, I'll give her the punishment she deserves,” Sophia and her minions nodded as they walked away but not without her giving me the ‘you’re dead’ look.
But I shrugged it off, immediately she was out of sight, I leaped into Julian arms as fresh tears poured down my face.
“There….. there, princess. It's all good, I'm here, okay”, he cooed as he stroked my hair.
“Julian… why?” I whispered, my voice breaking as I stared into his eyes. “Why are you hiding us? It’s been three years, three long and painful years. Are you… are you ashamed of me? Am I nothing more than a secret you keep in the shadows? Every day, I feel like I’m fighting for something that you’re too afraid to claim.”
“Ashamed? Never, Avery,” he murmured, cupping my face as he gently wiped away my tears. “I would never hide you because of shame, but you don’t understand the weight of what it means to be Luna. There are… complications, things I can’t control. I’m only waiting because I want to protect you, to make sure that when we’re announced, no one…. Absolutely no one, can ever touch you. Can you trust me to do that?”
“I do trust you Julian but when is this right time?! Is it until I drop dead? I'm tired of being kept a secret, I really am”
It has been over 3 years now since Julian and I had found out that we were both mates, yet no one knows about us. I was tired of the whole secret, I want everyone to know I'm their Luna and also to shove it down Sophia's throat.
“Soon Avery, you know what?! I have a surprise for you at today's gathering. I'll be letting the whole pack know who my Luna is”, he revealed and I couldn't help the scream that left my mouth.
At long last, the wait is finally over and I couldn't help but smile thinking about the expression on everyone faces when they get to know that the girl they all treated poorly is their future Luna.
I can't wait.
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Later that evening, at the pack's hall. The hall was decorated with lots of fresh flowers and the designs were spectacular. Julian must have truly prepared for this.
I stood right beside the huge flower vase, so as to be easily noticed by Julian when he walks in.
I was so nervous that beads of sweats started forming on my forehead, but I quickly wiped them off, so as to keep my makeup intact. I had been able to successfully conceal my wounds from earlier under a huge layer of makeup.
My heart raced in excitement as I adjusted my dress countless of times. I was putting on a knee-length floral patterned dress with beautiful stones. I had preserved it for special occasions and none seemed more perfect than this. Just as I was still busy adjusting myself, I saw Sophia and my brother Mark, approaching.
“Would you look at who we have here, sis?” Mark chuckled as if he was staring at the greatest joke ever.
“You stole this dress, didn't you?” Sophia accused as she tugged at the hem of my dress.
“Get your hands off me!” I hissed, pulling my arm away with as much strength as I could muster. “One day, Sophia, you’ll regret every single time you looked down on me. I swear, when that day comes, I’ll make sure you know exactly who you messed with.”
“Ohhh…. I'm so scared, please have mercy!” She taunted as she burst into laughter “The Alpha isn't here to save you, remember?” She added as she sipped her wine.
“Always remember who you are Avery, a piece of trash, a witch, nothing more. Never forget that”, She said before moving away with Mark.
“Soon Sophia, very soon we'll both know who holds the power around here”, I smirked as I raised my glass to my lips.
If only I knew what was going to happen in the next five minutes.
Just then, Julian walked in, accompanied by his beta, Jace. And I couldn't help but drool at the sight of him.
But his behavior seems off, he practically ignored me as if I didn't exist, instead he was talking with Sophia, but I didn't count any importance to it, I simply shrugged. He's my mate after all, so nothing to be scared of.
Standing in his full glory, Julian was 6’1” tall with his shiny olive fair skin, slightly built, chiseled jaw, brown hair and bright blue eyes.
And he was mine, all mine……. Atleast that was what I thought before he made his speech.
“Good evening, today is a wonderful day as I'll be calling out my future queen, your future Luna to join me here”, he said and I couldn't help the blush that crept up my cheek.
Everyone cheered in anticipation.
Finally, it was my turn to be seen, to be something more than a shadow in this pack. I pictured their faces—the disbelief, the shame, the way they’d finally look at me as more than just an outcast.
For the first time, I would truly belong. And Sophia… oh, she would choke on her own arrogance.
“Please welcome your future Luna, Sophia Smith!”
Avery’s Point Of ViewThe room was dimly lit, bathed in the soft golden glow of the fireplace, casting flickering shadows across Kaiden’s perfect body sprawled beneath me. I traced slow, lazy circles over the hard planes of his chest, marveling at how every inch of him seemed carved from stone.His abs tightened slightly under my touch, and a wicked grin spread across my lips. God, he was beautiful. Dangerous. Mine.Biting my bottom lip mischievously, I let my hand drift lower, my fingertips ghosting over the line of muscle that disappeared beneath his briefs. Kaiden’s body tensed beneath me, but he said nothing… not yet.Smirking to myself, I slipped my hand beneath the waistband of his briefs, feeling the heat of him, the way he twitched slightly at my touch. I began stroking him… slow, teasing, deliberate. His deep growl rumbled from his chest, vibrating against my palm."Snowy..." he warned, his voice gravelly, thick with restraint. His large hand wrapped around my wrist, halting
Maya’s Point Of ViewThe first thing I felt when I woke was pain. A dull, deep, all-consuming ache that throbbed between my thighs, spread across my hips, my ribs, my breasts. I shifted slightly and hissed. God, everything hurt.My eyes fluttered open, blinking against the golden evening light filtering through my curtains. For a moment, I stared blankly at the ceiling, disoriented, my mind sluggish, my body weighed down by invisible chains.Why was I so sore? Why did I feel... used?The blanket slipped from my body, and that’s when I noticed. I was naked. Completely, utterly bare under the sheets. A choked gasp ripped from my throat. I clutched the blanket desperately to my chest, my heart hammering, a scream rising in my throat.What happened? What the hell happened?!I tried to sit up, and a sharp, searing pain shot through my core, making me collapse back down with a whimper.And then… The memories crashed into me.The boutique. Coming home in a blinding rage. Ripping apart my roo
Lucas’s Point Of ViewI watched her.My beautiful, furious, broken little Maya.She stood there in the wreckage of her own making, blood dripping from her clenched fists, her chest heaving with shallow, panicked breaths. Her wild eyes locked onto me, full of a rage she barely understood.Good.Let her rage.Let her hate.As long as it kept her tethered to me. Slowly, I pushed off the wall, stepping closer. One slow, deliberate step. Her body tensed instantly, like a cornered animal.Good again."Stay away from me," she barked, voice sharp, but I heard the tremble underneath it. I smirked. Another step.Closer.Closer.Her breathing hitched, nostrils flaring as she scrambled backward, only to slam into the wall behind her.Trapped.Perfect."Why can't you leave me alone?!" she burst out, fists trembling at her sides. "Why are you always... always around me?!" I stopped a mere breath away from her, leaning down so that my face was inches from hers.I watched her pupils dilate, her blood
Maya’s Point Of ViewI stormed out of that cursed boutique, fists clenched so tight my nails dug bloody crescents into my palms. The staff’s mocking laughter echoed behind me, digging into my back like a thousand poisoned knives.I didn’t look back.I couldn’t.If I did, I’d lose whatever shred of dignity I had left, and they didn’t deserve to see me break. The sun outside was blinding, searing my eyes, but I didn’t care.I marched straight to my car, heels stabbing the pavement with each furious step, my breathing harsh and ragged. I could still feel Laura’s hand around my throat, the phantom pain burning hotter with every passing second.‘You’ll regret this,’ Laura, I swore silently. ‘You and every worm who laughed today will regret ever crossing me.’ I flung open the driver’s door and slid in, slamming it shut with a bone-jarring BANG.Just as I jammed the keys into the ignition, the passenger door yanked open. “Maya, wait!” Jenna gasped, her face pale, her eyes wide with fear. Tas
Maya’s Point Of ViewI couldn’t breathe for a second. The humiliation. The rage. The molten fire ripping under my skin, threatening to consume me whole.I would not let her win."He told me himself!" I snapped, my voice slicing through the thickening tension like a blade. I stomped forward so violently the designer let out a startled yelp, clutching her clipboard to her chest like a shield."He said I'm the only one fit to stand beside him!" I screamed, trembling with fury, my hands clenched into fists so tight my nails bit into my palms.Laura stood there, arms folded, completely unbothered. That damn smirk… that infuriating, mocking smirk, curled across her lips like she already knew the ending of a play I was fumbling through."Probably just trying to chase away a clinging little parasite," she said lightly, voice dripping with boredom, as if I was less than a fly buzzing near her ear.My blood boiled over."You…" I lunged at her, reckless, blinded by white-hot rage, my hand swingi
Maya’s Point Of ViewI watched, lounging like royalty, as Laura finally… finally, lifted her delicate hand and waved dismissively toward the designer. "You may attend to her," she said, her voice smooth but clearly edged with something cold. "I’ll wait."The designer hesitated, looking between us, visibly torn. I smirked wider, crossing my legs slowly, deliberately.As it should be. The future Luna didn’t wait for anyone.I rose from the chair in one graceful, commanding movement, my heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. Every movement screamed power. Entitlement. Destiny."Come along now," I said breezily to the poor designer, who scurried ahead of me like a frightened rabbit. Jenna and Tasha, who had waited in the corridor, immediately fell in step beside me, their eyes shining with excitement.I tossed a look over my shoulder, giving Laura a smug little wave. "Pity," I said, voice dripping with faux sympathy. "You’ll get used to waiting behind me soon enough." The way La
Maya’s Point Of ViewWe cranked the volume up even louder, the music roaring through the house like a living thing. The maids wisely disappeared, or maybe fled, leaving us alone to bask in the madness. Wine flowed like water. Laughter echoed through the halls.We danced, wild, reckless dancing in our designer clothes, hair flying, glasses sloshing, makeup smudging, not caring about anything but the rush, the pure high of victory. At one point, Jenna climbed onto the coffee table, waving her glass over her head and shouting, "Long live Queen Maya!"Tasha and I howled with laughter, nearly collapsing onto the floor. I flopped down into a chair, breathless and giddy, my chest heaving. My cheeks hurt from smiling so much. Tasha plopped down beside me, still giggling, and leaned close."So," she said, voice dropping conspiratorially. "When's the big announcement?" I smirked. "Soon," I said, swirling the wine in my glass lazily. "I want it to be a moment. Big, public. No doubt left in anyon
Maya’s Point Of ViewI left the packhouse with my heart soaring so high, it felt like I could float. The moon bathed the grounds in a silver glow, and for once, everything… everything, felt exactly right. The door slammed behind me, and I practically skipped down the marble steps, my heels clicking with sharp satisfaction.I was going to be Luna.Not just some pretty little shadow hovering behind Kaiden. No, I would be his equal, his queen. I would finally take the place that had always been mine by right.I huffed out a laugh, half disbelief, half giddy euphoria, tossing my hair over my shoulder as I made my way to my sleek black car. Sliding into the leather seat, I ran a manicured hand through my hair and grinned at my reflection in the rearview mirror."Finally," I whispered to myself, voice trembling with elation. "Finally, Maya Pierce gets everything she deserves." I revved the engine and sped off, the scenery blurring past me as I drove toward my private house just off the pack
Kaiden’s Point Of ViewThirty minutes later, we stood outside in the training field behind the house.The morning air was cool and crisp, filled with the earthy scent of dew-covered grass and the faint rustle of leaves stirred by a gentle breeze. The sun was a low, molten gold on the horizon, casting a soft glow over everything, painting Avery’s hair in threads of silver and honey as she stood across from me.Arms crossed, chin tilted defiantly, she was the perfect picture of stubbornness and beauty. Her hair was tied up in a messy braid that somehow made her look even more irresistible. And gods, her outfit. Black, fitted workout clothes that clung to her like a second skin, highlighting every curve, every dip, and line of her body.I could barely focus.She noticed my stare instantly, her cheeks tinging a delicious shade of pink. "Stop staring," she muttered under her breath, fiddling with the hem of her top. I grinned wolfishly. "Not my fault you look so damn edible," I said shame
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