Adira's mother’s hand flew to her mouth, her expression tightening with worry. Jake stepped forward, his easy demeanor replaced by concern as he glanced between Adira and her parents. “Where is she?” her father asked again, his tone firm. “Did she say where she was?” Adira shook her head, struggling to steady her breathing. “No… she just said ‘help,’ and then the line went dead.” Her father’s jaw clenched, his mind already racing. “We need to find her,” he said, turning to Jake. “Alert the patrols. We’ll go out and search for her.” Jake nodded immediately, stepping away to carry out the Alpha’s orders. Adira stood frozen for a moment, her hand clutching the phone like a lifeline. The fear in Kendra’s voice echoed in her ears, cutting through the lingering tension from earlier. Kendra was never the one to ask for help. She charged into the fray, facing danger head-on without hesitation. For her to call Adira now, to sound so… broken—it was unlike her. She shook herself
Adira turned to bury her face into Jake’s chest as she sobbed heavily, both father and boyfriend helpless on how to console the little blonde. They understood how much she cared for her sister, but to Adira, losing Kendra would be more than losing her sister; she would be losing her mate, and despite how much she protests against the mate bond, she doesn't want to lose her sister. The mere thought of it paralyzes her with fear. ”Honey, we have to go,” their father said urgently when one of the paramedics informed him from the doorway that they were ready to go. ”I want to go with them,” Adira said in a firm voice, disentangling herself from Jake’s arms. She used her hand to wipe her eyes clean. Her father opened his mouth to argue, but Adira was already moving, letting him know his opinion didn't matter. He could order her to do his bidding as the Alpha, but her father felt it unnecessarily. They all matched out of the diner, but before they left, Adira’s father in
Meredith broke the silence in the car a few minutes into their drive home. She couldn't hold her piece any longer. “Why the fuck does Adira’s mum think you guys are mates?!” Meredith demanded, her tone high-pitched and annoyed, laced with jealousy. She sat at the back of Jake’s car with Nate and Dylan, slender arms folded against her chest, leg crossed at the knees, while she glared at Jake and Adira. She hated the fact that everyone thought of them as mates when they were not, and this made it difficult for her to pursue Jake. Why the fuck couldn't Adira have found her mate, she hissed in her mind while she waited for a response. Jake looked at Adira, who sat beside him as he drove. He smiled when he noticed the blonde was asleep. “Give it a rest, Meredith,” Dylan whispered to the red-haired beside him. The Luna’s words had shocked him as well, but he knew how much his best friend liked the little blonde, so if they wanted to pretend to be mates, he didn't mind, though he wo
Adira quickly sat up in her bed, heart racing, her blonde hair disheveled from sleep. Her sleep last night was a restless one, filled with nightmares of the past events and losing her sister. Adira swept her slender fingers through her blonde hair, willing her heart to stop pounding, as she affirmed to herself that her sister would be alright. She got down from her queen-size bed, her tiny feet slipping into her bedroom slippers—pink, thick foam slippers with the big ears of a cat on top of them. She moved into her bathroom, turned on the tap, and bent over to splash water on her face. The chilled water helped jog her to a full wakefulness. She raised her wet face to look at the mirror nailed to the wall above her, her hands pressed on the cool white surface of the sink. She stared at her reflection in silence. Her green eyes looked sad and tired. She didn't like what she saw in the mirror and felt slightly bothered, so she walked away. Before she entered the shower s
“Mum! What’s happening?” Adira cried, her voice trembling with fear as her wide eyes locked onto her sister’s writhing body. Her mother turned to respond, but something incredible unfolded before the words could escape her lips. Her sister suddenly stilled, as if Adira’s voice alone had quelled the storm within her. Everyone froze, a shocked look on their faces. “What happened?” Adira’s father asked, his voice carrying the question that echoed in everyone’s mind. Everyone looked clueless, including Adira. She was unaware that her sister's wolf responded to her voice. “Mum, what happened?” Adira repeated, her voice laced with worry as her eyes locked onto her mother. Her sister might be calm now, but she didn't look out of danger. “Your sister has been poisoned with silver,” her mother said grimly. “Her wolf is trying to purge it from her system.” Adira gasped, her eyes widening. Silver poisoning is as dangerous to wolves as it is to humans, only worse with wolves as
Kendra hesitated, her gaze fixed on the grassy ground beneath her feet. Her expression betrayed the thoughtfulness reserved for someone wrestling with feelings they’d rather ignore.Her parents recognized the look immediately. Kendra had never been good at hiding her emotions. As a child, every feeling she had was plain to see. If she was happy, the whole world knew it. If she was sad, her tears came unbidden. And if she was angry—oh, there was no mistaking it.“Who is he?” Kendra’s mother asked gently, her tone soft and tender. There was only one reason why her child would look this troubled: if she loved someone but wasn't sure of her feelings. Kendra didn’t look up. A knot of fear twisted in her stomach. How could she possibly admit the truth? That her mate wasn’t a “he” but a “she.” Her mate was her adopted sister, and she is in love with her, even though she always denies it to herself. When her father saw how much his daughter struggled to out her feelings, he decided to ease
What happened?” Nate curiously questioned, his green eyes gleaming with excitement. He was always keen on a bit of girl gossip.Meredith and Adira turned their heads in unison, muttering like conjoined twins, “None of your business.”The other guys chuckled, while Nate glared at the girls, though there was no real anger in his eyes.Just then, the Alpha and the Luna walked into the room. The laughter stopped instantly as the young ones straightened their postures, trying to appear serious. They avoided eye contact with their leaders, except for Adira, who met her parents’ curious gazes head-on.“Mum, Dad,” she greeted softly, stepping away from Jake.The Alpha’s piercing gaze swept over the group, finally settling on Jake. “What are you all doing here? Why aren’t you at school?” he asked. His tone wasn’t scolding, just mildly curious.The friends exchanged glances, silently deciding to let Jake take the lead in responding.A little intimidated by the Alpha’s commanding presence, Jake
Kendra opened her eyes to see her adoptive parents hovering over her face, and the doctors poking around in places they shouldn’t. “Is there a problem?” Her voice cold, hoarse and weak shattered the silence in the sterile room, alerting everyone to her wakefulness. Her mother was the first to react. She looked up eyes wide, wet with tears and excitement. “You are awake!” She exclaimed the obvious in a soft voice.Kendra nodded, then asked. “What happened?” She looked from her mother to her father who stood off to the side watching her intently.Kendra couldn’t read the Alpha’s expression. His impassive mask made her squirm a little bit, though she fronted a brave face in the face of his stoic expression.Without reading her father’s face she knows he is angry with her about something. The Alpha always goes this cold and expressionless when he is mad at her for something.“You were attacked by rogues,” the Alpha answered, his flat and cold tone causing Kendra to wince inside. She r
It has been a hard week for Jake. He hasn’t spoken to Adira in the past few days. After their altercation in front of the blonde’s room, they kept their distance. Their friends have tried to find out what is happening between the couples, but neither is talking. Jake isn’t the only one having a nightmarish week; Adira is going through her own for a different reason. Kendra’s confinement has taken its toll on the blonde. Over the past few days, she had operated most days absentmindedly, her heart aching and longing for her sister. Most attributed her vacant stares and loss of concentration to the friction between her and Jake, but honestly, the blonde hardly gave the boy a second thought. Harsh, yes, but Adira couldn’t help who her heart longs for. She has been using her fingers to count the days until her sister is free again, until she can be in her arms, until she makes love to her again. Never in her eighteen years of existence has the blonde longed for another’s touch like sh
Outside Adira’s room, Jake stood with the blonde with a closed-off expression, his arms folded across his chest, his stance rigid. He looked as if prepared for a fight. His confrontational stance confused the pair of green eyes watching him. Adira doesn’t know what is responsible for Jake’s sudden hostility towards her. The boy has always been mild-mannered, especially when it came to her. “What is going on with you?” She asked curiously, with a hint of concern in her voice. Jake’s tall frame quaked with renewed fury at Adira’s question. The blonde is supposed to know. That he has to spell out what is wrong between them annoys the hell out of him. Instead of answering Adira’s question, he fires his own. “Do you not love me anymore?” Despite his hardened expression, his shaky voice betrayed his inner vulnerability. This is his innermost fear: Losing the blonde’s love, and with everything that happened these past few weeks, he believes the blonde to be losing interest in him, and f
“Meredith!” Adira called out as soon as she cleared the corner leading into the living room, her concerned green eyes searching for her best friend. Meredith springs out of the Luna's grasp and launches herself at Adira at the sound of her name from a voice she has been longing to hear. Today has been a day of confusion and pain, and she does not know how to deal with the pain. It hurts so much. Adira braced herself in time to catch the blonde, her heart going out to her best friend. “I have got you, baby,” she whispers tenderly to the blonde, her hand rubbing gently at her back in comfort. The Luna felt glad to see her youngest. She was at a loss for how to console her daughter’s best friend. No child should experience the loss of a parent. Kendra's eyes flickered briefly in Adira’s direction, and as if Adira was expecting her to look, she looked toward Kendra as well. Their eyes met and held briefly before moving away. “So what are we going to do?” Alpha Conor asked loudly,
When Kendra and Adira arrived at the Pack house, they found a group of their people gathered in the front yard, most of them sad. They stepped down from the car and approached the crowd, confused. The tense, mournful atmosphere made the two women feel anxious, though Kendra was better at hiding her feelings. The brunette lightly touched her sister’s back to get her attention. The blonde looked at her, her green eyes filled with questions. Kendra wanted to pull her into her arms and assure her that everything was going to be alright, but she didn’t even know what was going on. She needed to find answers. “I need to find our father,” she said to the blonde, her voice soft. Adira nods. “I will go find my friends.” The sisters exchanged tender looks before parting ways. Kendra walked into the Pack house, where she knew their parents would be, while Adira waded through the crowd of onlookers looking for her friends. It didn’t take long for her to find them, or
Kendra climbed on top of her queen-sized bed, the purple dildo between her legs dangling as she moved. She knelt beside Adira’s prone figure and watched her closely, her eyes searching for any hint of nervousness. Despite not finding such expression in the green eyes that watched her hungrily, the brunette still wanted to confirm with words that her sister was not nervous about what she was going to do. This is new territory for both of them, and Kendra would like the blonde to be comfortable with it before she proceeds. “Are you nervous?” She questions softly, her voice tinged with love and tenderness. Adira quickly shakes her head. She was, but she was trying to be brave for her sister. She didn’t want her sister to think she was not adventurous in bed. Kendra laughs softly, seeing through Adira’s response. “It is perfectly okay to be nervous,” she reassures the blonde. Adira blushes at being called out, but opens her arms to receive her sister as she leans over h
“Wow! Your house is beautiful,” Adira comments as Kendra leads her into her apartment. “Thank you,” Kendra responds in a husky tone, a smoldering look in her eyes as she cages Adira in. It took Adira a second to understand what was going on. “What are you doing, Ken?” She asks, puzzled as her sister moves in her direction, a type of look in her eyes. Kendra doesn’t think what she wants to do needs an explanation. It is all in her eyes. She smirks at her sister as she closes the gap between them. Adira’s green eyes widened slightly as she got what was about to happen. Even as her body reacts with desire to the lust burning in her sister’s eyes, she steps back from Kendra, like a prey trying to escape the predator in the jungle. Kendra's eyes grew hungrier at the cat and mouse game. She continues to move until her sister’s back hits the wall. You have nowhere else to, she purrs in a sexy drawl that draws a shiver from Adira. Adira says nothing, but instead star
Kendra’s cheeks burned from the hot slap she received from Kamara. She raised her hand to rub her throbbing cheek, her eyes cast downwards, while Kamara stood before her, panting from fury. Kamara can’t believe she raised a hand on someone. She isn’t a violent person, but seeing her dark-haired girlfriend kissing another woman, a girl, for that matter, breaks something inside her, and she wants to lash out. Kendra raises her face to stare into Kamara’s furious brown eyes. “I will give you that because I deserve it, but don’t ever raise your hand to me again,” Kendra warned seriously, even though her expression remained calm. Kamara felt bad, but her fury burned higher when Kendra acted as if she was doing her a favour instead of apologizing. The brunette scoffed, a sound full of mockery and anger, before she turned and walked back to her desk. She didn’t have the words to explain the emotions churning inside her right now. Kendra sighed, feeling like she was handling
Kendra has been so caught up in handling the issues that she forgot about Kamara, her girlfriend and work colleague. She and Kamara have been dating for six months now. Nothing serious, at least on Kendra’s part, though the brunette might have a different idea. She and Kamara met on a case. The lawyer was working on a high-profile case and needed a paralegal to help her since hers was on maternity leave. The partners tasked Kendra to help the Latino woman. The first moment they met, Kendra felt attracted to the attractive lawyer, and one night while working late, she took a shot. She didn’t believe she would score because the lawyer had appeared straight, but when she kissed the brunette by her desk that night, she shocked her by reciprocating. Kendra fucked her on her desk that night, and laterwards, the brunette admitted to being attracted to Kendra as well. It was supposed to be a one-night thing, but they found themselves fucking each time they were within two
“You know, not saying anything to me isn’t going to help you. It is just you wasting my time and yours, more yours than mine. At least I get paid either way,” the therapist jokes, but Kendra watches her flatly. The older woman's smile dries off her face, and she writes something down. She crosses her legs and uncrosses them. She has been a therapist for twenty years, and in all her years of practice, no client has disconcerted her like the young woman in front of her. She usually has the power in the room, but right now, she feels like a rat under a microscope. Those icy blue eyes sure burn like a laser beam. Kender smirked inwardly, watching the therapist squirm. The woman fights so hard to appear in control that she looks as if she has a stick up her ass. “You know I don’t bite, right?” She smirked at the auburn-haired woman. “That is not what I have heard,” the older woman blurts out, then blushes when she realizes how her words sounded. The younger woman across