The moon goddess always gets it right, even if it’s not the way we expect. Sometimes we have to learn the hard way that her plan will lead us down a dark path, but the cost may be worth it.. or maybe it won’t. Jessie flees her childhood home in a desperate attempt to find herself, putting her future mate above all else, but does the moon goddess truly have a future of love and joy planned, or will her journey lead her down a painful fall to her own demise?
View MoreIt wasn’t that I was shallow, but I just truly believed in waiting for your mate. I guess I never was able to express this properly and when my best friend peered at me behind his thick glasses and buck teeth, I just froze.
God I loved him, he had been a part of my life since our mother’s were pregnant together. We spent 15 years completely inseparable but I never once felt any romantic chemistry. The look on my face must have been horror as his eyes brimmed with tears and he took off running to his house three doors down. I didn’t even call after him, I just sat stunned. He told me he loved me, this wasn’t unusual, I had laughed and slung my arm around him as I always had and told him I loved him too. But the mood had shifted, we sat on our favorite bench swing on my porch, he shrugged my arm off and visibly shrank, “I’m in love with you, Jessie” and his eyes met mine.
He never spoke to me again after that and I was too terrified to reach out first. Jensen had been my life for so long that I was shattered and lost. Neither of us had shifted yet, we were the runts of the pack, but it never bothered me because we had each other. I spent the rest of that summer hiding in my room, at first my mom had told my dad we just had a spat and would be friends again in no time. But as the days progressed, her theory proved false. This wasn’t a simple forgotten heated insult, I had unintentionally stomped his tiny heart into a million pieces. I could just imagine the fine dust of destroyed hope glittering on my porch whenever I remembered that day. I cringed and berated myself for not saying something.. ANYTHING..
It was a week before school was supposed to start that I finally shifted, my wolf purred into place and my parents approached me that evening. They were proud of my shift, as all parents were, but they both seemed concerned as they sat on the edge of my bed with the lingering light from dusk creeping through my window. I had returned from my first ever sprint through the woods in my wolf form, I had felt so alone all summer that the companionship of Nya had lifted me to such an extreme elation. We frolicked and pounced, dove off the waterfall and hunted small creatures the entirety of the day. I was exhausted.
“Listen, Jess” my mom placed her hand on my leg, “i know how hard things have been since Jensen-“
I turned away at the mention of his name and my dad cut in,
“What your mom means is that maybe a change of scenery will be good” his voice was gruff and unsure, “your aunt Vanessa’s pack, they train warriors, a little strengthening up could be a great experience for you”
I peered back at them, my mind whirling with the prospect of somewhere new.
“We weren’t sure if you would be ready this year but now that you’ve shifted, she could absolutely pull some strings and get you a position in the training..”
“I’ll go” I heard the words leave my mouth and almost didn’t even recognize that it was me speaking.
They both seemed stunned at my instant acceptance. I had always loved my town, our tight knit pack, my best friend by my side. It never mattered that we were outcasts, destined always to be bottom of the pack. I had always said I’d live and die here, raise my future pups in our beautiful forests and never leave. But being alone now, I just couldn’t face school or the future, any of it.
Ryver lead us forward and we stood for a moment, waiting for the other men in the group to follow. The women chained to me were whispering in hushed tones, Nya turned an ear in their direction to listen, we caught bits about magic, witches, and fear.‘They’re not wrong to be afraid, this is clearly the work of witches’ Nya growled to me,‘Nico will never find this place’ I muttered ‘To hell with Nico’ she snapped back, ‘how exactly are we going to escape this place? I hate to break it to you but no one will be coming to our rescue.’The realization truly slammed into me like a sack of bricks, I had no one left to even notice I was gone. My mate had rejected me, my almost chosen mate had replaced me, my pack had exiled me. I may as well be in a cage with the magic that encased us here. ‘Everything has a weakness’ I told her firmly, ‘even this place’ But we could both feel each other’s apprehension. A few moments later Heath and Fig approached from the stairs.“All clear and the gate
The rest of the journey was much the same, Ryver kept me close and I wondered if he had an interest in me, the implications of that honestly scared me, or if he was concerned I’d attack someone, which was the more likely of the two. Nya wanted to rip the throat out of everyone who came near us, Ryver included, or most of all actually. But every sunrise he tied us up and disappeared, returning with fresh meat, and always tucking his gloves into the silver collar around our neck, making comments about how he didn’t want to lose them, or jokes about having me hang on to them for him. Those moments were the only ones where Nya wasn’t daydreaming of his head being torn from his body, the relief from the silver calmed us both so much that we slept well in the warmth of the sun peeking through the trees, despite our internal clock feeling like we were jet lagged, the relief was so goddamn nice that we slept hard. Heath and Fig were the only two who approached, I couldn’t quite grasp who wa
We followed the large male for a few hours in silence, a few chained women whispered to each other, but our captors didn’t speak and the group of witches trailed so far behind us they disappeared an hour or so back. Nya was raging mad, the fur was singed off our neck and we dripped blood every few steps. She wouldn’t even speak to me as I tried to come up with ways to escape, the most she said was a muttered annoyance about humans. I watched through her eyes as she glared daggers into the head of the man leading us, we were a rather large wolf for a female thanks to all the training, but this man still towered over us. He yanked the chains hard causing us to slide forward, the women behind us shrieked in pain as they too were pulled forward. He wound the chains tighter around his gloved fists before glancing down at us. “I can feel your glares feral one” he chuckled and Nya bared her bloody teeth, “savage little beast you are, will you shift so we can speak?”Nya just turned her gaz
A month had passed since I was thrown from Emerald Falls Pack, I let Nya lead us through the forests, staying clear of any pack lands as we roamed. She was able to hunt and keep our body nourished, but I could feel the quiet creeping into our minds, being a rogue was a heavy burden for a wolf, we needed a pack, we needed companionship. However with the wars between rogues and packs going on we weren’t able to join another pack, even setting foot on their lands was an instant death sentence, and there would be no pleading my case to join anywhere since I would immediately be deemed a spy and locked up. I was truly fucked, it was Nya and I against the world now.We stopped at a river to drink, we were heading west hoping for some warm weather and to stay away from main packs inland. The sun was peaking through the trees as Nya lapped at the cool water, filling our empty belly with hydration and soothing our thirst. The mud caking our paws and legs was thick, but it aided in hiding our s
The sound of car doors closing had me looking up from my coffee, Liam met my gaze, pity in his eyes and I clenched my jaw. My forced chosen mate is here. Taking one last sip of the black liquid, I stood and strode toward the door, taking a deep breath to calm myself and my wolf.The morning sun reflecting off the car cut my vision briefly, the scent of wildflowers and morning rain wrapped around my senses, suddenly my wolf was urging us forward, and I stumbled the last few steps of the pack house.In front of me stood a female I recognized from my travels, Anne with soft blond hair and hazel eyes. She had been kind but hadn’t been my mate, I looked at her my eyebrows scrunching before scenting the air again. Movement behind her caught my eye, a small female, must be barely 18 or 19 peered around Anne’s shoulder, her giant blue eyes looked up at me and an expression of shock on her face.“Mate” she and I whispered together.Anne whipped around, her eyes on the beautiful girl, “Gloria?”
*Jensen*She was gone, our mixed scents still hung in the air around me and a twisted feeling of regret sat in my gut, Oren was shut off from me as well. I just sat there, watching the moon glowing red and the eclipse passing. Every inch of my body was in pain from the severing of the bond, and yet a sick sense of numbness was rattling within me.It wasn’t until the moonlight had eased back into its white glow that I finally looked down, my hands and crotch smeared red, blood? Had I hurt us being too rough? Was Jess okay? The realization of her innocence slammed into me a second later and I puked. For 10 years I had been so sure she had given herself to that fucking alpha, but she had waited. She had cherished the mate bond..I let out a roar and in an instant I’m smashing the couch, shredding cushions, r
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