His Deplorable Mate

The rain poured down, matching the tumult in my heart. I had been drawn to the intoxicating incense of woody musk, my wolf restless with anticipation. As I followed the scent, my feet guided me closer and closer, until I caught up with the scene that shattered my world. There, in front of me, stood Alpha Xavier Romano, the powerful leader of our pack, locked in a passionate embrace with his long-time girlfriend, Jessica MecKenzie. My heart sank, the weight of betrayal crushing my spirit. How could my mate, the one destined for me, be enmeshed with another? The pain was intolerable, tearing at my soul. But deep down, I knew that this was just the beginning of our story, a prologue filled with heartache and challenges. Little did I know that our paths were preordained to intertwine in ways I never could have imagined. So, my friend, brace yourself for the twists and turns that lie ahead. In this werewolf novel, we will navigate the complexities of love, loyalty, and fate. Together, we

Ava's POV:Standing by the window and gazing at the glinting orris-silver moon, I was thinking how my whole world has changed just in a matter of hours.I'd always loved the moon. The way it shines in the dreary sky, surrounded by millions of twinkling stars, alone but still holds power and beauty. The moon came to the sky as a mother comes to sing a soft lullaby to ease her children into a star-filled night. It graces the sky as if she'd had some bright idea, something brilliant needed to shine upon the earth. It has always mesmerized me, but today it didn't, I wasn't feeling anything. There was a numb pain in my chest. My mind was black, just like this night.Once again, gazing at the sky, thinking, Is this how you feel when you find your mate? Is this how your first night with your mate's supposed to be? Many questions were swirling in my mind, many questions I had, that I wanted to ask him but for the first time in my life, I was afraid of the answers.Turning my tearful and helple

Ava's POV:I turned around and saw a big brown wolf, snarling at me. He was huge with big red eyes and saliva dripping from his sharp yellow cannings. He was growling, and ready to pounce on me. I took a step back, trying to make a run for my life. Never in my life, I had countered a rouge. He was taking slow, hunting steps towards me. Just as I was making a run, he pounced on me and Digg his sharp claws in my arm, slashing me. I screamed in pain, blood started dripping from my wound, involuntary my hand was placed over my mind to stop the pain and the bleeding. The wolf again aimed for a bite but I evaded him. I kicked him in the face, he snarled back, I sprinted towards the woods. I was running as fast as my legs can take me. I tried to shift into my wolf but the pain was too much to bear. I tried mind linking Cora and fleur but I couldn’t. I heard snarling, and heavy paws battering on the ground. I speed up, but now, I was deeper in the woods. While running I tripped over a lo

“Her attempts to piece together a shattered connection were met with indifference, a painful dance of hope and heartache.”Author's POV:In the quiet sanctuary of her room, Ava clings to a well-worn diary, its pages burdened with the weight of unspoken agony and tearful laments. The moonlight, a spectral companion, casts an ethereal glow upon her, accentuating the raw emotion etched across her face. Her hair flowed like a witch spell as the night wind danced through the thick knots. Her eyes trained on the pages that held her sanity. Her hands trembling as she caressed the portrait. The distant howls, like haunting echoes, mirror the inner tempest of her soul, each reverberation a poignant reminder of the profound sadness that envelops her in the stillness of the night.Her heart was heavy and her breathing labored as she stared haphazardly at the set of eyes on the white canvas that was both her curse and blessing."Why is his perception so veiled? Each effort to mend the chasm is s

"I fell in love with the echoes of your touch, a silent caress that spoke louder than hands ever could."Ava's POV: “Um… I… Me,” I stammered like an idiot. His eyes were gleaming, his blissful gazes making my knees weak. I didn't even listen his words. He doesn’t know the effect he has on me. “Yes love,” he tilted his neck and smirked. I looked down, his gaze was doing something to me. “Wha… I," Dang! What’s wrong with me? Why am I stuttering like an idiot? “Why are you embarrassing us,” my Wolf wined, making my eyes wide as watermelons. Like seriously! Fucking traitor. Now, she is talking. “Pack your bags, You are moving in with me,” he said and turned around to leave. Moving? Like the pack house? What the hell does he mean by moving in with him? “Come again,” I asked, not believing my ears. “Pack your stuff, I'll fetch you around 8,” he said and ran his fingers through his hair. A habit of his, he do when he is nervous or stressed. He said it so casually, while I still could