‘Martinez, Martinez, Martinez.’ The name wouldn’t stop ringing in Dylan’s ears. That was a name every werewolf dreaded. The mere thought of the name ‘Martinez’ terrified both young and old werewolves to their bones.
What in the world did he do to offend the moon goddess, to make her give him such a mate? Why of all the packs in the world did the moon goddess decide that his mate should come from Greenwood’s rival pack, the most feared pack in the world, the Pride pack.
Dylan slumped on the couch, too perplexed to even think. His life was far worse than hell.
Isabel leaned against the door with a heavy sigh. She finally has her mate, her companion, the missing piece that completes her, the love of her life in her pack, in her life. This was undoubtedly the most fulfilling day in her entire life.
For three years she felt empty and incomplete, always looking forward to the right moment when she was prepared enough to meet her mate. She worked so hard all these years to be a better alpha than her predecessors just so her mate would live a peaceful and comfortable life, since she was the very first female alpha in the history of werewolves. It took a great effort from her to stop her wolf from demanding to be mated right there in her study.
As an alpha, she was very different from every other female werewolf and she had to keep that in mind when in the presence of other werewolves, her mate not exempted.
Being in the same room with her mate and not having any form of body contact or showing any affection is by far the most difficult task she has been faced with. The way his skin glossed from his own sweat and his muscles flexed whenever he moved, especially when he broke the coffee table almost made her rip his tank top and order him to take her right there, but she managed to maintain her composure. She can’t act like a desperate mateless werewolf in heat on their very first meeting. But the thought of those mesmerizing blue orbs piercing through her soul while he thrusts hard and deep inside her was already making her wet. She immediately shook those thoughts aside and headed for her bedroom, so she could take a cold shower.
“We can go back there and ask him to mate us. He’s our mate, he won’t reject us.” Her wolf said as she turned on the shower.
“Shut up.” She said in a firm voice, earning a soft growl from her wolf before it went silent.
Dylan couldn’t continue to stay in the study. He was beginning to feel like a prisoner just sitting there and doing nothing, so he exited the study. On getting outside the study, Dylan realized that unlike the houses in their pack where the study was located upstairs, this one was downstairs. He found himself in the living room after a few short steps. The living room was a sight to behold, so much so that Dylan’s mouth was agape at the magnificent view before him. This living room as well as the dining room could put any palace to shame. The interior was classic and the lighting was pure gold. Although Greenwood pack are also known for their wealth, they don’t live extravagantly.
“No wonder they’re called Pride pack.” There was a hint of jealousy in Dylan’s voice, but that thought disappeared as soon as it came, to the surprise of Dylan.
A sudden sense of pride replaced his jealousy as he realized that this would be his new home. The thought of home caused him to remember his family.
How are they doing? What were they doing at the moment? Will Daniel be bothered by the fact that he didn’t pick his call? Will they look for him when they realize that he’s missing or will they be relieved that he was finally out of their necks?
Dylan didn’t realize that he was standing on the porch until his face was hit by the cold wind.
“What are you doing?” His wolf angrily questioned a confused Dylan.
“I don’t know.” He honestly replied, staring at the front lawn with sad eyes, every urge to be with his family long forgotten.
He has waited so long to be with his mate, so why does he suddenly worry about the same family that made him think twice about being born now that he has found his mate?
Without giving it a second thought, he went back inside the house, making sure to shut the door behind him.
“Why is this place so quiet?” Was his new interest, as his inquisitiveness directed his feet upstairs.
As soon as he got to the hallway, he noticed framed paintings of previous alphas of the Pride pack with their families on either side of the wall. That of his mate’s family was the most recent painting. They are a family of four. The only male in the painting was unmistakenly Isabel’s father, the previous alpha of the pack. He looked strong and fierce, not one to be trifled with, and although he was seated in the painting, Dylan could tell he was a very big werewolf. Isabel’s mom on the other hand looked nothing close to a strong werewolf. She looked frail like an omega, but the warmth in her eyes and smile could soften any heart. She was a fragile beauty. The children in the painting were Isabel and a little girl, probably four or five years old. Isabel was black haired like her dad while her little sister had blonde locks like her mom. They didn’t just differ in their hair color but also in their looks. He could guess from his first encounter with his mate that their personalities also differ.
“Didn’t think you’d leave the study so soon.” Isabel’s voice tore his attention away from the painting.
For a moment, Dylan got lost in his mate’s beautiful body. From her extremely long hair which was currently let loose and slightly wet, to her full breast which stood firm underneath the tight black shirt she was now wearing, down to her exposed smooth, obviously soft and sexy legs,which was getting his wolf excited.
“Let’s mate her.” his wolf urged, putting him on the spot.
It’s a good thing he has a firm control over his wolf, if not his mate would probably be in his arms by now while he claims her as his.
“Follow me. I’ll show you to your room.” She then said when he gave no response.
Dylan didn’t trust himself to say anything reasonable, so he quietly followed behind.
The roundness of her butt and the way her hips swayed while she walked wasn’t helping at all. Luckily for him, Isabel stopped in front of the room at the end of the hallway before he could do the unimaginable.
“This will be our bedroom..,” she opened the door, revealing a massive bedroom fit for a king.
Dylan didn’t get the chance to have a proper look at the room as the door was shut in his face. He doesn’t understand why she shut the door when she just said it herself that that was their bedroom.
“That is when you get used to living here.” She continued, like she could read his thoughts.
“And if I don’t?” He asked, feigning stubbornness meanwhile deep within him, he has come to terms with the fact that this is his new home.
“Don’t get me wrong, Dylan. I’m only trying to be polite, but since you won’t have it that way, I give you one week to get used to the pack. That’s the limit I can take… For the meantime, choose whichever room that suits your taste. Goodnight.”
Before Dylan could open his mouth to protest, Isabel had disappeared into one of the other rooms.
A loud knock on the door woke Dylan up the next morning. Surprisingly he slept like a baby all through the night. He grumbled at whoever was interrupting his sound sleep and dragged himself out of bed. He wasn’t completely awake until he opened the door and a well built six foot guy with brown hair and eyes walked into the bedroom with a pile of clothes in his hands. He carefully placed them on the bed and turned around to face a fully awake Dylan.“Good morning alpha. Alpha Martinez asked me to bring these to you –““Hold on. I think you’re making a mistake… I’m not your alpha.” Dylan interrupted, thinking the stranger in front of him was referring to Isabel and her dad.“Where is Isabel?” He didn’t wait for a reply and was already making his way outside the bedroom.“She’s on her usual morning run.” The stranger who was behind Dylan replied.‘At least we have something in common.’ He thought to himself.“And you are?..”“Fernando. I’m a delta in the pack but currently, I’m at your s
Dylan kept receiving stares from the pack members. Fernando was currently taking him on a tour around the pack as instructed by Isabel. In comparison with Greenwood pack, Pride pack was also a very large pack with vast green area and mountains. The pack consisted of separate pack houses probably due to their large population. Unlike other packs, the Pride pack was quite populated. Surprisingly, its population didn’t just comprise of werewolves, but also humans.‘How could a pack considered to be selfish and brutal to outsiders have so many humans in it?’ Dylan couldn’t help but wonder.“We’re here.” Fernando’s voice interrupted Dylan’s thoughts. He was referring to the pack’s training camp which Dylan insisted on seeing.He couldn’t conceal the surprise on his face as he stared at the vast training ground. Any werewolf would be eager to train in such an environment.No wonder they had the largest number of warriors.“Let me show you around.” Fernando said, guiding Dylan around the cam
The alarm went off at 5:30am. Isabel threw her arms on the nightstand, lazily reaching for the alarm and turning it off. She stretched herself out on the bed and stared at the ceiling, to keep herself fully awake. Her thoughts couldn’t help but wander back to her mate. He was everything she desired in a mate. From his gorgeous dirty blonde hair that she felt tempted to run her fingers through, to his perfectly defined facial features. She could already imagine his sexy stubbles tickling her cheeks while they share a steamy kiss, with his strong arms around her waist. Isabel started feeling hot from these careless and filthy thoughts. She threw the duvet on the floor and jumped out of bed to distract herself from the thought of her mate. The heat wasn’t going away, much to her displeasure. “What’s going on?” She mumbled, rushing into the bathroom to have a quick shower. This isn’t right. She wasn’t supposed to go into heat until next week, that was why she gave her mate only a wee
Dylan pondered over the words he just heard. Did he hear correctly or was his ear playing tricks on him? His mate was in a relationship with another werewolf, not just any werewolf but her beta. Why does his life have to be this way? Why does everyone he’s connected to always make him feel like the second best in everything? Even his own mate who was well aware of his existence, who was supposed to desire only him found comfort in the arms of another werewolf. Why was he here, then? What is the point of being with someone whose desire won’t be for him alone? Dylan slowly pulled his fingers away from hers. For a moment, he saw the look of hurt on her face, but it vanished almost immediately and was replaced by a straight face. “Get my car ready.” She said to Fernando, who was the only person still present. “Why didn’t you put him in his place?” She asked Dylan as soon as her cousin left their presence. She was referring to Carlos. “I don’t wanna talk about it.” A disappointed Dyl
Isabel pushed him hard against the wall and slammed her lips on his for a hungry kiss. She desperately wanted to forget about the previous day’s incident, so she pressed herself harder against him, biting his lower lip for entrance. She explored every inch of his mouth, leaving no room for thought. He kissed her back with the same intensity as he has desired this moment for some time now. Her tight grip on his hair as she devoured his mouth was getting him aroused. Without breaking away from the kiss, she undid his jeans, sliding her free hand inside his briefs, making it impossible for him to think straight. Carlos didn’t mind Isabel having her way with him as long as he could satisfy her. That was how the pair started an affair that should never have been. END OF FLASHBACK Isabel closed her eyes with a deep sigh. When she opened them back, they were no longer gold in color, meaning she was in control of her wolf. “Carlos..,” she calmly cal
Isabel arrived home to find Fernando and Dylan in the living room. Fernando’s eyes were glued to the TV while Dylan’s thoughts was obviously somewhere else. His head jerked up the moment she closed the door behind her. They gazed at each other for what felt like forever until Dylan tore his eyes away from her with a frown evident on his face. Isabel’s heart ached from Dylan’s action. ‘How does she make it up to her mate?’ she wondered as she made her way towards the sofa where her mate and cousin were both seated. “Alpha” her cousin smiled, acknowledging her presence. “Have you guys had dinner?” She quietly asked, taking a curious look at the dining area for any sign of dinner. “Uh..” Fernando scratched the back of his neck to show his nervousness. “Tell me what happened.” Isabel used the mind link instead, as she noticed her cousin’s hesitation. “Alpha Dylan has refused to eat any food. He has been upset ever since he got back from the training ground.” Isabel clenched her te
“Why did you treat our mate that way?” Dylan’s wolf snarled at him, as he paced his room restlessly, mentally cursing himself for acting like an asshole towards his mate. “ I couldn’t help it. I’m still mad at her for what she did.” He tried to defend his actions. “That’s no excuse. She’s in pain and we’re the only ones who can make her feel better.” “I know. I know…” His wolf wasn’t helping at all. It kept growling and grunting, and scolding him for ruining the perfect chance of claiming his mate. He had no clue what it felt like for a female werewolf in heat, since he was a male werewolf, but he could tell from Isabel’s body language when he had walked into the kitchen that she was in intense pain. What if she goes to some other male werewolf since Carlos is in a coma? He would never forgive himself if that happens. “What are you still waiting for?!” His livid wolf yelled. Dylan obeyed his wolf without a second thought, running out of the room to meet Isabel. He would be th
Two days has gone by, and there was still no sign of Isabel anywhere. Dylan, too frustrated to continue his search had asked Fernando if he had clues as to where Isabel might be, but the teenager was of no help, so he gave up trying, to avoid whispers in the pack. Not comfortable with staying in the house without his mate, Dylan decided to distract himself by assisting Xavi in training the pack warriors, and so far, that has been helpful. Isabel stared at her fingers like they were the most interesting thing. She is currently in her dad’s study with her parents. “If I recall correctly, you told your mom and I that you brought your mate into the pack… So, can you explain to us why you had to go through your heat alone?” Rodrigo asked his daughter who has refused to utter a word to him or his mate since she recovered from her heat. He tried his best to sound as calm as possible, but there was a distinct edge to his voice. He was ready to unleash his wrath on whoever mistreats his d