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HIS Little One Nayas pov
The room was too quiet.Too soft.The silken sheets beneath me weren’t chains, but somehow they still felt like a trap.I sat on the edge of the massive bed Arlo had offered—more like insisted—I use. My hands gripped the edge, knuckles white, heart loud in my ears.Safe.That’s what I was supposed to be now.So why did it feel like I was just in another cage?I exhaled slowly and looked around the room. Gold-trimmed walls. A massive window draped in rich green velvet. The faint smell of lavender. It was beautiful. Luxurious.Wrong.I didn’t belong here.My fingers brushed the inside of my wrist, where faint marks still lingered—reminders of iron cuffs, the cold sting of captivity.I shouldn’t be here. Not in the land of the Fae. Not in this bed.Not near Arlo.He hadn’t stopped staring at me since they brought me in. Like I was some ghost he hadn’t expected to see again.I guess I hadn’t expected to see him either.Not after everything.Not after the woods. After he and Asher, argued,
Last Updated : 2025-04-28HIS Little One Asher's pov
Something was wrong.I didn’t have proof. No phone call. No message.Just this… pull in my chest. This itch under my skin like the bond between us was fraying, slipping further out of reach.She should’ve come back by now.She always ran when she was overwhelmed. I got that. But she didn’t stay gone. Not like this. Not this long.I leaned back in my chair, jaw tight, fingers tapping the edge of my desk. My office was quiet except for the sound of my beta pacing near Ethan. Loyal to the bone. Deadly in a fight. He’d known me since we were kids, and he was smart enough to keep his mouth shut when I got like this.“Ethan,” I said finally, my voice low, steady. Dangerous. “Find her.”He didn’t even blink. “How far out?”“Wherever she went after the woods. She ran. She was upset. She didn’t come back.” My hands curled into fists. “She should’ve come back. At least to the restaurant”He nodded once, already moving. “I’ll check the security cams along the border. Maybe she headed toward town
Last Updated : 2025-04-28HIS Little One NAYA POV
I run really fast till I can't see any thing in my way I was scared ,I really hope I got away ... I sit by a large oak tree to catch my breath, then my vision starts to get foggy I gasp for air grabbing the nearest branch next to me in order to get out of this environment then I hear a loud noiseBeeeeeeeep!!!!!!!! I wake up sweating profusely ,my bed was soaked. I turned to the alarm it was twelve munites past six."Great .." I sigh still a little time before seven. Then I walk into my bathroom which was quite simple with just a tub and a white sink ,guess he has to pretend to like me anyways,I have my shower as I think about the nightmares ,at least it's better than the last one I chuckle .. I wear my sweatshirt and sweatpants and run my fingers across my hazel hair as I look at my reflection ,my blue eyes has to be my favorite feature, oh guess I haven't really introduced myself. I am Naya Janvi a warewolf or what they believe I am.. I live in the moonstar pack with my ado
Last Updated : 2023-05-29HIS Little One DYLAN POV
"Dylan!!!!!!!!!" My mum shouts from downstairs ,I jump down, we are werewolves and I got my wolf when I was fifteen. Today is the day I get to find my mate but,my mum is more excited about it than I am,cause what if my mate isn't my type of girl, okay comon!!! I really have to love one person because the moon goddess said so? ,This is the 21st century!!, Oh well I eat my breakfast as I watch my parents playfully bicker I got my dad's Brown hair and my mum's grey eyes and her small lips .. I shake my head and my mum pulls me out from my thoughts "Dylan you really have to bring her over for dinner and treat her right okay? I am sure she will be lovely ,she should be someone in the pack .. oh it's reminds me how I met your dad for the first time it was love at first sight.. ""ughhhh gross" I cry out I really don't want to hear that story again ,dad and mum met when they were in highschool according to mum, she fell in love immediately she set eyes on him and then he kissed her and a
Last Updated : 2023-05-29HIS Little One NAYA POV
What??! How can he be my mate , maybe I can't feel anything because I am not 18 but yet ,well I will be in a few weeks Damm really? Of all people moon goddess?! I scream at the sky as I walk home.. and he already has a girlfriend? Is he going to break up with her for me? But he acted like he wanted me earlier? Maybe I can finally be happy? Ughh I am overthinking it ,I look up to see that I am home already, I meet my dad watching his favorite tv show I gently try to walk pass him and I hear a loud scoff I sigh and turn back here goes nothing ,"Good afternoon pa,I said"I am not your pa, you are just a bastard I picked up that decided to ruin my life," he saidI keep my head down and try not to make a sound as it makes him more angry "I should never have taken you in "he said , "maybe Charlotte wouldn't have lost the baby and I wouldn't have lost my job and the buisness wouldn't have crumbled you are bad luck. Leave my sight "he yelled!!!!!! I climb up to my room and shut the doo
Last Updated : 2023-05-29HIS Little One ASHER POV
My name is Asher Sanchez, I am six feet with a long black hair and blue eyes,with a chiseled chin and well maintained abs, I am a bit on the lanky side actually , I am The alpha of the lycans ,most wolves don't believe we exist anymore because we don't show ourselves unless when necessary, the lycans maintain order in the warewolf world and I maintain order with the lycans, lycans are second breed of warewolves , they are humanoid wolves and have greater speed, agility, regenerative ability, than normal wolves and we are able to perform half shifts unlike other warewolves. The world is developing quickly therefore we have to also adjust , we are at the top of the economic market,to make things easier especially cleaning up of unatural sighting from the human folks ..we have lived close to a thousand years but I still haven't found my mate, I just want "mine". I can't remember who my parents were but ,my life was basically hell, I had to lay low while watching my back for threats f
Last Updated : 2023-05-29HIS Little One Naya POV
"Naya Janvi!! Can you come to the principal's office?" I look up and see the principal himself come to call me I sigh and hear mummuring from behind, I turn and see my ex mate, kissing his girlfriend in class but the principal turns a blind eye to it as he is the beta's son, I feel a slight pain as they make out cause I didn't accept his rejection, but it's nothing, as I walk to the principal's office I turn to see the principal shivering as we were walking, I want to ask what is going on ,but a strong small of lavender and cinnamon hit me in front of the office door , could I have another mate? ,Did fate decide to play games of second chances with me? ,I enter the office and stare at the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, how can anyone be that handsome I try to hide my shock as I look up to see him smiling at me "Hello " I say " Hello little mate" he said "This has to be a mistake "I say out loud Damnit his voice is Soo sexy , why didn't I feel that way with Dylan when h
Last Updated : 2023-05-29HIS Little One NAYA POV
As I stumbled backward, my eyes widened in horror as I realized I was trapped. My thoughts were a jumbled mess of panic and confusion. "What does he mean, my mate?" I thought to myself. "Asher was my mate, right? There's no way...the Moon Goddess wouldn't make such a mistake. Three mates? No, this has to be some cruel joke." The stranger's piercing silver eyes locked onto mine, and I felt my breath catch. His chiseled features and wild white hair made him look like a marble statue come to life. "My name is Arlo," he said, his voice low and smooth. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he smiled. "I'm sorry, Arlo," I said, trying to sound firm. "But you must be mistaken. I already have a mate." Arlo chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Darling, you have no idea what you're getting yourself into." My gaze locked onto the stranger before me, and I felt my breath catch. He was...breathtaking. His chiseled features seemed to be carved from marble, his skin a radiant, ethere
Last Updated : 2025-04-05
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HIS Little One Asher's pov
Something was wrong.I didn’t have proof. No phone call. No message.Just this… pull in my chest. This itch under my skin like the bond between us was fraying, slipping further out of reach.She should’ve come back by now.She always ran when she was overwhelmed. I got that. But she didn’t stay gone. Not like this. Not this long.I leaned back in my chair, jaw tight, fingers tapping the edge of my desk. My office was quiet except for the sound of my beta pacing near Ethan. Loyal to the bone. Deadly in a fight. He’d known me since we were kids, and he was smart enough to keep his mouth shut when I got like this.“Ethan,” I said finally, my voice low, steady. Dangerous. “Find her.”He didn’t even blink. “How far out?”“Wherever she went after the woods. She ran. She was upset. She didn’t come back.” My hands curled into fists. “She should’ve come back. At least to the restaurant”He nodded once, already moving. “I’ll check the security cams along the border. Maybe she headed toward town
HIS Little One Nayas pov
The room was too quiet.Too soft.The silken sheets beneath me weren’t chains, but somehow they still felt like a trap.I sat on the edge of the massive bed Arlo had offered—more like insisted—I use. My hands gripped the edge, knuckles white, heart loud in my ears.Safe.That’s what I was supposed to be now.So why did it feel like I was just in another cage?I exhaled slowly and looked around the room. Gold-trimmed walls. A massive window draped in rich green velvet. The faint smell of lavender. It was beautiful. Luxurious.Wrong.I didn’t belong here.My fingers brushed the inside of my wrist, where faint marks still lingered—reminders of iron cuffs, the cold sting of captivity.I shouldn’t be here. Not in the land of the Fae. Not in this bed.Not near Arlo.He hadn’t stopped staring at me since they brought me in. Like I was some ghost he hadn’t expected to see again.I guess I hadn’t expected to see him either.Not after everything.Not after the woods. After he and Asher, argued,
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The silence after I said it stretched too long.He didn’t deny it.Didn’t even flinch.Just sat there on the floor across from me like he wasn’t a prince of the freaking Fae realm. Like he hadn’t just kept a mountain-sized secret from me.I stared at him, blanket clutched tight around me.Arlo didn’t move.“I didn’t tell you because I wanted to be Arlo to you,” he said finally, voice low. “Not the prince. Not the heir. Just… me.”I laughed. It came out wrong—cracked and bitter.“Well, congrats. You got what you wanted.”I stood and paced toward the far wall, needing space. Air. Anything but this tight, tangled feeling in my chest. I was still too sore to move fast, but it didn’t stop the fury curling in my gut.“You don’t get it,” I said, turning back to him. “You don’t know what I’ve been through. What I just ran from. And now I’m stuck here, in another prison I don’t understand, and the one person I thought I might be able to trust turns out to be a damn prince.”His face flickered
HIS Little One Arlo's pov
I couldn’t breathe the moment I saw her.I’d pictured this a thousand times—running into Naya again, hearing her sharp tongue, or watching her eyes roll when I tried to tease her. But not like this.Not with her sitting there like a shadow of herself.I saw the bruises before I saw her eyes. Old ones. Fresh ones. Some still healing. I saw the way she sat—too still like any movement might trigger pain. Her voice when she spoke was hollow, quiet. I didn’t need to be a healer to know something had broken her.And she’d used my name to save herself.She said I was a friend.It shouldn’t have hurt.But it did.I kept my voice even, and calm when I asked where she’d been. But inside, I was unraveling. The last time I saw her, she was sprinting into the trees after telling me and Asher to get over ourselves. She’d made a sassy remark and vanished. I thought she needed space, time—gods, I even thought maybe she’d rejected both of us. I was angry. Bitter. Heartbroken.But I never thought she w
HIS Little One Nayas pov
The forest is quiet. Too quiet.Every time I take a step, the ground crunches under me—dry leaves, broken twigs, damp earth. I don’t know how long I’ve been walking, or what direction I’m even going in anymore. My legs hurt. My ribs hurt. Everything hurts.But I’m free.I keep reminding myself that. I got out.I’m not chained up in Victor’s damm prison anymore. What kind of stepfather did I even end up with, I’m not waiting for someone to come sell me like I’m nothing. I made it out. I survived.So why does it still feel like I’m in danger?The woods around me have changed. At first, it was just trees and dirt. Now the trees are taller. The air is heavier. It feels like something is watching me—something that doesn’t want me here.I pause under a low-hanging branch, trying to catch my breath.That’s when I heard the footsteps.Not from behind. From ahead. Smooth. Steady. I barely have time to turn around before they appear.Three of them.They step out of the shadows like they were ma
HIS Little One Nayas pov
Victor’s voice sounded like it was coming from underwater, each word distorted, sluggish, unreal.“Don’t let her bleed too much.”Then darkness—like someone poured ink into my mind. The last thing I saw before it swallowed me was the sunset—orange, soft, beautiful—and so wrong. It was like the world had no idea what was happening to me.And then—nothing.No dreams. No pain. Just the cold silence of unconsciousness.When I woke up, it was to chains.Heavy ones, cuffed around my wrists and ankles, lined with faint runes that burned cold against my skin. I was lying on a thin mat that smelled like mildew and blood. The room—or maybe it was a cell—was stone, damp, lit only by a flickering bulb overhead.I didn’t cry.Not then.Because the part of me that could cry, the part that would’ve panicked or screamed or begged—was still somewhere in that darkness.I don’t know how long I’ve been here.Time blurs in captivity. It doesn’t matter how many times someone drags you to your feet, shoves
HIS Little One Naya pov
“I don’t know who I’m choosing yet,” I said, my voice flat but firm. “But if this keeps being a pissing contest, I’m walking away from both of you.”The words were sharper than I expected. They cut through the forest air like a blade, slicing the tension that had been building for what felt like hours. Silence fell immediately. Thick. Uncomfortable. Heavy with all the things we weren’t saying.Neither of them moved and that I was grateful for.Not Asher, with his arms crossed and jaw clenched like every second he had to share space with Arlo made his blood boil. And not Arlo, who looked like he was biting his tongue hard enough to draw blood, his chest rising and falling with barely contained emotion.The wind stirred again, whispering through the tall trees, brushing against my skin like cold fingers. It carried something unspoken with it. Something old. Something that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.And in that stillness, a single truth buried itself deep in my chest
HIS Little One Asher's pov
She didn’t reject me,” Arlo said, eyes flicking to her. “Not yet.”His voice had dropped. Less rage, more pain.She stepped out from behind me then. Just enough to be seen.“Arlo, I didn’t know you were near,” she said softly. “I wasn’t hiding anything.”That burned.Even if it wasn’t aimed at me.I kept my face still, but inside I was gripping something sharp and jagged.“So you were gonna tell him eventually?” I asked, my voice lower now. “After what we just did?”She looked at me, and it hurt. She looked torn.“I didn’t expect to feel it that fast,” she said. “With you.”I didn’t say anything.Because I didn’t need to.Arlo stepped forward as if he still had some say. “If the bond hasn’t settled, she has the right to choose.”I turned toward him, full.“Say that again,” I said, stepping closer.He hesitated.“She’s not your property,” he said, straightening himself. “You don’t get to make that decision for her.”“Funny,” I muttered. “You screamed like you thought you did.”We locke
HIS Little One Asher pov
She was standing there like she didn’t know what she did to me. Like she wasn’t the only thing I saw in a world full of noise.The air was sharp and cold. But her—she was warm. Even from a few feet away, I could feel it. Like heat coming off a fire I wasn’t allowed to touch.Not yet.I stepped closer. Not fast. Not obvious. Just enough.Her breath hitched. I caught it.She always looked at me like she was mad she couldn’t ignore me. Like her body betrayed her before her brain could stop it.That was the fun part.“You cold?” I asked, voice low, rougher than I meant.She nodded. Maybe. I don’t know if she even heard me.I reached for her wrist. My fingers wrapped around it, warm against her skin, and she didn’t pull back. Her pulse jumped under my touch. Quick. Nervous. Wanting.I stepped in, slow.I liked watching her react. The way her chest rose. The way she swallowed hard like her body already knew where this was going.I moved my hand to her waist and felt her shiver.“Tell me to
