His reluctant Luna

The loud beeping of my phone roused me from sleep. I shut the alarm and snuggled under the covers for a few more minutes. I usually take time to wake up, so I have set an early alarm. I finally dragged myself out of the bed and quickly got into my daily routine. I am an architect. At 24, I am one of the youngest employees of Barton & Tom, one of the leading construction firms in London.Grabbing my coffee, I walked onto the train. I always keep my headphones on because I can hear everything. I mean, literally, everything. I have extraordinary senses because I am not normal. I have extraordinary speed, agility, and strength. No, I am not some superhero; I am a werewolf. However, unlike most werewolves, I do not live in a pack. No, I am not a rogue wolf, either.I belong to one of the most powerful packs in North America, 'The Jade moon pack'. I am very much in touch with my older brother, the Alpha of the pack, Rick Anderson, and the pack Beta, Bobby. My father's beta, Thomas Jackson,

Aunt Flora is what one would refer to as eccentric. Most keepers are eccentric. It is difficult being different. The ability to see and deal with the supernatural comes with some drawbacks. One of them being loneliness. Aunt Flora has a phantom lover, that is what she claims. I have never seen him, though. Werewolves do not have the power to see ghosts, but she is very sweet, so I humoured her. Currently, she was shaking her head when I told her about Mark's proposal. "Your mate won't like it," she replied, shaking her head. Aunt Flora was 50, though she looked around 35. She was pretty with her short red hair and elegant dressing sense. She reminded me of Jack Kennedy. Though I think an aunt is prettier. "But, aunt, I don't want a mate," I tried to reason. "Nonsense, all wolves want their mate. It is known. Poor Mark, he will be so broken-hearted," she said with a gloomy face. "Why would Mark be heartbroken?" I asked, surprised. "He is not your mate. Once you find your mate, yo

I woke up slowly and fought my way to consciousness as if trying to swim up from deep, dark waters. I was 9 again, there was smoke everywhere. People were running around trying to escape the fire, there were gunshots. I closed my ears, trying to shut out the chaos, someone grabbed my shoulders. It hurt.I looked up at the face of the man, but it was all blurry. Then I was running again, I hid under a table and shut my eyes and ears again."Do not be scared, I will protect you......" Said a gentle voice. I turned and there was a boy, a few years older than me. He was hiding along with me while the smoke billowed around us. I woke up sweating from my nightmare, breathing hard. I checked my watch, it was still early.Five am to be precise. Most of the juveniles and younger wolves would have already started their training. But I was on a vacation. I could catch a few more hours of sleep. Though I could not sleep anymore.I lay in my bed and replied to a few emails,

The door crashed open revealing a tall figure. He crossed the room in three large steps and came to rest directly in front of me. He was dressed in a tight black t-shirt and black cargo pants. His black boots were caked with mud, and he looked furious.'My mate!', my wolf sang in happiness while I stared at him in disbelief.His hand came up to gently stroke my cheek and I felt his lips on my hair as he removed my gag."You! You did this to me? " My voice cracked. It was more of a question than a statement."Thank God you are safe," he whispered.I looked up into his eyes, "Who are you?" I realized I did not even know his name. He smiled. I noticed he had dimples. My heart skipped a beat."I am sorry, we were never properly introduced. I am Lucian Blake of the Crimson Shadow Pack." 'What a lovely name,' my wolf purred. My face was frozen, and I could not take my eyes off him. I had heard of his pack from Emma. There are two kinds of Alpha

It was too late to run. I looked at the approaching monsters as the first one stopped right in from of me. The doors opened, and I was engulfed in Rick's familiar scent."Alice! Thank God you are safe." Rick said from above my head, I was pressed to his chest in a relieving hug. I was quickly huddled into the SUV, sitting alongside Rick."Now, tell me what happened?" Rick asked, softly.I did not even know where to start. I told him everything, how I was drugged and kidnapped by the rogues and being rescued by Lucian Blake.Rick's face hardened. He was furious, I could tell. Rick, my only brother, was eight years older than me. When my father died in that inter-were fight, he was just 17. He used to be away for several training, high school, and other things while I was growing up. I spent most of my time with Emma and Bobby, who were near to my age.After taking over the pack, he had worked relentlessly. Due to our age gap and my being sent away, we did not get the o