Alice *************'Alice, I love you, babe. Now listen carefully. When I say run, just run !' Lucian spoke in my mind.'But Max...''We'll save him too, don't worry. They don't know we are here as the wind is in another direction, but they will soon know. So just do as I say, babe, please.''I will dear.' I replied.Jordan gave me a suspicious look, I ignored him and kept my head down. I wasn't certain if I could shift, pregnant wolves can't. But my wolf assured me that she could take over anytime.'Run' Lucian said in my mind. My wolf took over. Breaking the restraints, I ran into the forest. The sound of gunshots rang through the forest. I looked up to see Lucian's choppers hovering over the trees. They were shooting at Stuart and his men. I stopped running, Max could get caught in the crossfire. I returned towards the group I had just escaped.**********************Lucian -I felt Alice's pain run through me, the rest of the pack felt the same. I immediately turned and started
AliceI knew about Doppler monitors, which are used to hear the fetal heartbeat. The idea both thrilled and terrified me."Just lie back," Dr Armand said, lifting my gown to reveal my bare belly. He squirted some liquid on my skin. "Just a bit of gel. It'll help pick up the sound."A crackling sound like an old transistor radio broke out in the room. Lucian looked at me, bewildered."We'll hear the baby's heartbeat?" I asked.The doctor nodded, moving the instrument over my stomach."The heart forms and starts beating from a very early stage."More static came from the small speaker the doctor held in his hand. A rapid, watery sound rang out, like waves at the beach on fast-forward.Whoosh whoosh whoosh.A smile spread across Dr Armand's face. "There's your baby."I held my breath. Whoosh whoosh whoosh.Lucian's face was like a mask. I had never seen him so shocked and happy, both at the same time. The miracle of the moment began to sink in. We had created a life. The baby we had creat
AliceAs I walked towards the circle to join the pack, our guests, and friends. I couldn't help admiring the decor, the fairy lights and the most tempting smell of roasted meat. Katherine had outdone herself. The entire circle had been decorated with twinkle lights and colourful roses. There was soft music being played by a live band. It sounded old and enchanting. The guests were all smiling and joking. Lucian joined me soon, and I found myself in his arms. He smiled at me intensely, then kissed me. His tongue ran over my lips and I opened her mouth to let him taste her. My hands danced his shirt buttons, I wished I were back in our room."I wish the same, dear," he said, giving a sly smile."Maybe later," I winked at him."Mate!" A shout broke the magic, and we looked at the commotion.Eliza was clinging to Max, who looked dazed."I found my mate, hi, I am Eliza and I like you." She flushed while talking to Max."You like me? But you are so beautiful, you are way out of my league."
Six years later - Alice ********************** Emma and I were sitting outside in the garden watching our little ones tussle. We often visited each other. "How you keep up with the three of them, I'll never know. I'm having a hard enough time with Arya." She said. "It's difficult sometimes, but it's also fun," I said looking at my 6-year-old Aiden and 2 -year-old twins. Rose and Leo. It was a pleasant surprise when I discovered I was carrying twins, few years after we had Aiden. The kids looked up at us and yelped, they were cute little pups. Both Aiden and Rose had inherited Lucian's green eyes and dark hair. Leo was more like me with his hazel eyes and brown hair. Arya had caught Aiden by the ear while Rose and Leo tussled in the mud. "Aiden, sweetie, Mama's not going to come to your rescue every time the girls pick on you." I laughed. "I can't believe he lets her get away with that. He outweighs her by quite a bit." Emma said. "He is a little gentleman, he just plays along"
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,
"Mark!" I cried out as I ran towards him. He was finally back from Germany, and I could not wait to get into his arms. He had told me not to receive him at the airport, but I could not help it. His blue eyes sparkled as he engulfed me in his muscular arms. At 61, he towered over my 54, slim body. "I missed you," I gushed as he kissed me on the cheeks. "Me too. So, how was your trip?" I asked as he picked up his bag, and we made it out of the airport."Boring and hectic. I wish dad stopped sending me on these trips." He grumbled. Mark is the heir to one of the biggest architecture firms. Hence, he was groomed to inherit it by his Lord of Something, father. He comes from an old family of barons. With his blue eyes, dark hair, and well-toned body, he is one of the most eligible bachelors in London. I do not know why he fell for me. When I asked him, he said he liked my gentleness and delicate features, which were quite ironic. I could rip him apart in minutes if I wanted to. Of cour
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
Alice As we spluttered to the surface, those arms were still encircling me. It was then I looked into the most gorgeous pair of green eyes I had ever seen.Time stopped; my lungs had stopped breathing. Everything had stopped existing. I could not see or feel anything else besides this beautiful man standing in front of me. Not beautiful, that word would be too feminine. He was the embodiment of masculinity.His wet and messy brown hair fell over his forehead. He was taller than me by a foot and almost three times my width. He had a warrior's body, cut from years of training. He was shirtless and wet, which was driving my wolf crazy. He had the face that stopped you in your tracks; it was strong and defined, with a perfect jawline. "Mine! Mine! Mine!" my wolf screamed. And I was suddenly wet, not because of falling in the pool. I was wet down below. Those green eyes were glued to me, and I knew he felt the same. He knew I was his mate! "No, this can't be happening," I thought. The d