Selene's POV I had created some stubborn wolves in my time, and I knew Aspen was one of them. She could be energetic and fun loving, but also demanding and headstrong. I love all my wolves equally, and they all hold a place in my heart, so when I paired her with Violet, I thought I was doing the right thing. Violet can be quick to shut herself off from others and can be equally as stubborn as Aspen. I thought they would grow together and bring out new aspects in each other. I had overlooked how selfish and fearful Violet can be. We all have some selfishness to our personalities, and that’s ok, but this young Were is going too far these days. I had to watch one of my wolves, my children, being locked away and punished for being who I created her to be. I watched her whimper in this void, alone, time and time again. Aspen will always hold a special place in my heart, as I had sat in here many times and held her as she wept. She could never understand why her human couldn’t accept her
LillyWaking up on your eighteenth birthday for any young werewolf is a mixture of nerves and anticipation. For Lilly, as she rolled over in her king-sized bed on that frosty December morning, she knew this was the day everything changed. As the oldest child of Alpha Daisy, Lilly would be made Alpha today. The title is passed at sunset on her birthday. No pressure. Her mother had been the most exemplary Alpha of their pack, and she had hopes of following in her footsteps. She had big plans she had been planning for months that were going to become a new reality for this pack. Excitement bubbles in her belly as the sun shines upon her face, heating the chilled room along with her crisp flesh. As a young werewolf, she was also very aware that she could find her mate today. The thought makes her jolt upright in the bed and sit back against the large oak headboard. The duvet spilling down to her thigh’s exposing her strapped vest pyjama top. Although the snow had been falling for weeks,
Violets POVI’ve been pacing my bedroom for over an hour. My wolf has not settled for the past two days, and she’s wily at the best of times. I have been up since 4am because she would not settle. Damn stupid wolf and her constant jiggling. She’s supposed to be a Beta wolf, yet she acts like an excited chihuahua!‘I freaking heard that Vi! I’m a damn wolf, not a tiny yappy dog!’ Aspen barks in my mind. ‘Stop freaking acting like one then! What has gotten into you! Today is supposed to be a good day and you’re ruining it!’ I bark back. Arguments between us are not uncommon. She wants out constantly. I want to remain human and poised. I could not have been matched with a more opposing wolf for my personality. Today, me and my best friend Lilly turn eighteen. We grew up together. We have lived in the same house since birth. Although we live on the floor below her, the pack house is where we played together as toddlers. Where we had sleepovers and ate junk fo
Lilly’s POVHaving finally heard back from Violet, I can relax and tune back into the conversation around the dining table. We rarely use this room, as it’s a little too formal for our pack. We only use it for special occasions, or when snobby and backward thinking Alphas come for meetings. The heavy oak table that was carved in the pack still has an earthy scent to it. Although it is beautiful in this room, with the floor to ceiling window wall and the crisp white walls, I’d much rather be out on the rear decking where we hold all pack occasions. I feel like I’m about to be lectured or play the role of Alpha when we eat in here. My mothers light laugh fills the space as she makes bets with her Beta about who mine and Violet’s mates may be. I glance to my brother who is elbow deep in his pancakes smirking at me whilst chewing. He’s enjoying this way too much. I roll my eyes and mouth ‘you’re next’ to him. His smile instantly turns into a scowl and I try to smother my smug laughter. My
Violets POVWalking next to Ce around the pack house corridors, I felt suddenly nervous. We had birthday breakfast for me and Lilly every year, but this one felt different. Undoubtedly this was my wolf effecting my emotions, because the wily thing won’t stop dancing around in the forefront of my mind. The unsubtle glances from the corner of my brothers eye were of little comfort. The Beta floor was on the third level of the four story pack house. So descending to the dining room felt like a real mission. It had always made a small amount of sense in my mind. The lower you are, the easier to get to the safe room in case of a attack. The higher, the more likely you are to have to defend this pack. Gammas, Betas and especially Alpha family’s are born to protect this pack. So keeping us at the top of the building, ready to spring into action and defend the vulnerable made sense to her. It’s the same reason the warrior barracks were stationed around the sides of the pack house. They could
Leo’s POVBeing away from my pack this long is always depressing. Even sitting in this bar with Kai, swirling my second whisky in the glass, I’m miserable. Being a warrior for my pack is all I ever wanted, and even though I made it, being away from my territory blows. The thumping music stills our conversation about this mission. We had been sent here weeks ago to aid this pack with rogue attacks that seem to be never-ending. All I want is to go home. My wolf is feeling the strain too. He’s been itching to go home, but the last twelve hours had been a nightmare. His persistent clawing at my insides is making me more and more irrational and irritable. “All active warriors. West border. Three incoming” blares across my mind-link from our lead warrior. I heave a sigh and lock eyes with Kai. I down the last of my whiskey. “We’re off duty man. Leave it. Three rogues can be handled without us” he chips, leaning back in his chair. “I’m going” I chirp back. I stand, my imposing frame casti
Oakley POV 'River! You prideful weirdo. Why are you prancing around like a show pup?' I ask my wolf as he paces in my mind. I had been laid, staring at my ceiling in the pack house since 3 am. Having my wolf be so unsettled woke me, as he tended to be calm and placid. Being a warrior wolf, River was an absolute beast when attacked, otherwise, he's a quiet and steady presence in my mind. I love him for that. I couldn't put up with a constant stream of my wolf's bullshit running through my mind. I know a lot of warrior wolves are like that. They're so excitable and ready for a fight, it's like their mouth wont shut off. Besides the constant feeling of his presence in my mind, I know that River will only make himself heard when necessary. He isn't one to be demanding or unsettled. This morning though, he has been puffing up his chest, pacing and preening himself consistently as I attempted to get back to sleep. I wish I could shut him out... or he would just tell me what his deal is tod
Lilly's POV I'm not entirely sure if I am walking toward my destiny or away from it, all I do know is I feel like I am being pulled apart. As soon as I left the dining room, out into the crisp morning air, I felt the pull to go back... but something deep within me wants me to move forward also. I have never been so utterly confused before. Lo has been quiet during this who thing, which, from what I can remember, is typical of finding a mate. I am in this alone. My usual purposeful steps begin to waiver, and I am strolling around the side of the pack house considering if this is the right thing to do. Maybe this can wait. If my mate is male, he will either want my position... which isn't happening. If I am rejected because he doesn't want to be Luna, then I can't have my ceremony tonight. The further I wander around, the more my mind spirals. As I reach the corner of the building, I stop. Looked at the red brick, and bite my lower lip in contemplation. There is no going back fro