Leo has spent his life surviving cruelty within the system, unaware of his true origins. With his eighteenth birthday approaching, he hopes for a quiet escape from the pain of his childhood. Unbeknownst to him, he is the heir to a powerful werewolf bloodline, and his birth mother, Luna Aria, has never stopped searching. As his dormant powers begin to awaken, Leo is thrust into a world of magic, violence, and legacy. He must confront who he is, who he was meant to be, and whether he can survive long enough to claim his destiny.
View More“He's a healthy baby boy, but might I ask, how did you manage to hide the pregnancy?” The doctor peers at me over his glasses and listens to my heart, the cold stethoscope giving me a chill.
“I thought you said no questions asked?” I shoot a look to the woman standing beside me.
“You don’t have to answer.” Elenora drags a chair beside the bed and looks at me seriously. “Are you sure you want to go through with this? It can’t be undone. Once I open the portal and deliver the child, he will be gone forever.”
Nervously I look at the doctor and I know Elenora can tell I’m uneasy with him in here.
“Aria, Doctor Cloud is one of my trusted advisors and sits on our covens council, he can be trusted, but if you are more comfortable with him out of the room so be it. Doctor, may I have a few moments alone with her?” She asks and he politely nods and leaves the room, shutting the door behind him.
“You have taken a great risk by coming here, what will the Alpha say?” She asks while she hands me more Kleenex to dry my tears.
“The Alpha is dead. His brother is crazed and challenged him for the position. My poor Augusta refused to fight him, and Eric didn’t even think twice before he murdered him and now he is forcing me to marry him. If Eric finds out about our pup, he won’t hesitate to kill the child too. He’s ruthless. The wedding is in a month, I need my baby far away, where Eric won’t find him.”
“Why not go with the boy? You can both go into hiding.” She asks sincerely.
“I can’t leave my people. My father and my Grandfather were both Alpha of this pack and I have a duty to them. As their Luna, I simply can’t run away. Eric is a heartless monster, but perhaps if I marry him and stay I can make things better for them.”
“It’s a noble thing you’re doing, but there are no guarantees that your son will live a happy life. I have no control over what happens to him once I transfer him through the portal. I’ll ask this last time, are you sure that you wish for this?”
It breaks my heart, but I know my answer is and will always be yes. I know that if my baby stays with me he will be murdered so that no one can take Eric’s place.
“I’m sure,” I say, and tears spring anew in my eyes.
“Do you want to see him?” She asks and I struggle with an answer. I think that maybe it would be easier to let him go if I don’t see him, but I have a deep need to look into my baby’s eyes just once before I let him go forever. I nod and Elenora leaves momentarily and returns with a small bundle in her arms. She hands him over to me and with one look I am madly in love with my child. He has a thick head of black wavy hair and his eyes are mesmerizing. He has one fierce blue eye and the other is emerald green.
“He’s a stunning child. He looks like you.”
I look at my little boy and I know he is going to have the heart of a lion. He will thrive. I pray he will live a beautiful life. All I can give him if he comes home with me is certain death at the hands of his uncle.
“May I name him?”
“Yes, I can place a name with him when he is transported. But there are no guarantees that those who find him will keep it.”
“Leo. Leave the note with the name Leo.” She nods and points to a bassinet that is sitting in the corner.
“It’s time. Place him in the bassinet and then I will ensure he is transported to a place far from here. One that is far from this territory, where he won’t be found.” She waves her hand and a doorway opens in thin air. “Our coven is only doing this for you as repayment of a debt we owed your pack. In the eyes of our council, we are now even. Let your grandfather know that we appreciate the protection he gave us in the elder’s war.”
I nod and hand the bassinet over to her, tears streaming down my face as I do.
She takes him from me and disappears into the portal. She is only gone but a moment before she is back and then with the wave of a hand the door disappears and I drop to the ground sobbing at the loss of my little boy. My little Leo. A piece of me is forever gone, I’ve lost my mate and now my only child. When I return to Eric, there is nothing he can do to me that will be more painful.
Mike and his other friend walked out of the room to let me get changed in peace, which honestly surprised me coming from Mike! I almost expected him to stay to watch me change, but he thankfully followed the other man outside. I shuddered when I realized he probably would've stayed if the other bandit hadn't been there. I threw on the dress, feeling somewhat uneasy by its tightness, which made the velvety fabric cling onto my feminine curves. I wasn't flat, but I wasn't too curvatious either. I was just average. But still, I didn't like how body-hugging the dress was, not to mention the neckline was showing a little too much skin for my taste. Grimacing as I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I tried to pull at the fabric in an attempt to cover my chest as much as I could, but my cleavage was still apparent."Well..." I half-heartedly mumbled, running my fingers against the soft skirt. "At least, the lower part of the dress is pretty." The skirt was flowy, but thankfully not pu
What did you say about my Dad?!" I exclaimed, immediately joining the two men."That's none of your business, bitch!" Spat Mike, threateningly stepping in front of Anton."As long as it concerns my father, that is." I calmly yet firmly objected. Mike took a few steps toward me, looking down at me. Despite being shorter than him of a few inches, I coldly held his gaze without showing any fear. Honestly, I was way too infuriated and in need of answers about my father to even care about what he'd do or say."Lesson number one, bitch!" Groaned the masked man. "When I tell you something, you don't talk back to me!""Tell me what you were saying about my father." I insisted, apparently unfazed."I told you no talking back, bitch!" Yelled Mike, starting to loose his composure."Oh, you were talking to me?" I defiantly asked, raising my chin slightly. "Well I'm sorry, I didn't understand, I thought you were talking to someone named bitch! My name's Joan." Mike's shoulders shook as he gr
Shit! I just couldn't believe I had miscalculated the height of the building! Now, I was free falling, maybe to my freedom but also maybe to my death! Clawing toward the window sill, I tightly closed my eyes and readied for the hard impact. But nothing came. Instead of feeling my bones breaking in impossible angles against the concrete floor, I felt something warm, large and smooth wrap itself around my hand. Opening my eyes, I saw I wasn't falling anymore. Looking up, I met the dark brown eyes of Anton Carmichael. The latter had managed to slip his arm through the narrow window just in time to catch me."Don't let go, Miss MacCarthy!" He whisper-yelled, his voice sounding almost reassuring in the dark."As if I was going to let go!" I forced myself to tease him back, though I was scared he'd let me fall and break my neck. Actually, even though I considered struggling to break free from his grip for a few seconds, I immediately rejected that idea. Doing that would probably kill me
This is a dangerous game, but I'm gonna win it! That's with that new mantra in mind that I welcomed him inside his room. That bedroom was maybe a cage and I maybe felt like an animal in cage, but I was far to be tamed. Actually, I felt like a lion in its cage, waiting to devour whoever would dare to get inside in the naive perspective of taming it. The black wooden door was pushed open and he emerged from the shadows of the hallway."Crap!" Commented Anton, who blended in perfectly with the obscurity. "It's dark in there!" With that, the criminal switched the light on, a warm light suddenly inoundating the room. My light green eyes squinted at its sudden brightness, but I still could see him standing in the room. He seemed to have recovered from the slap I gave him, but the purple bruise left by my punch was still visible on his sharp cheekbone. His hair was a little bit messier than it was when he last left and he had removed his leather jacket. Aside from it, he wasn't very diffe
Even though I was relieved not to be locked up in a basement anymore, I was still rather unhappy to know he planned to keep me in his room. How was I supposed to escape if he always was around? Passing through his gang would already be enough of a difficult matter, if I had to worry about having him around all the time too, I wasn't close of escaping! Plus, I needed to keep in mind who I was messing with: Anton Carmichael! The uncatchable criminal who was known for his insanity and cruelty. A terrible thought twisted painfully my belly. Maybe I was too enthousiastic when I assumed his room would be any better than a basement! Oh no, I hope he wasn't planning to tie me up to his bed with some ropes and leave me in the dark all day! But being alone in the dark would still be better than..."Miss MacCarthy, this way please." Politely instructed me Anton, taking my hand to gently pull me toward another flat of stairs. I followed him toward the wooden stairs, watching the photos on the
The men who pinned me down after my first attempt to escape stood up and picked me up from the ground, holding my wrists behind my back as if I was handcuffed. They pushed me forward to urge me to start walking and I obeyed, only struggling out of instinct. I would've tried to struggle a little harder if I wasn't knocked down by what I just found out. I had been kidnapped by Anton Carmicheal, the bloodthirsty lunatic who gave almost everyone nightmares. Everyone but me. Of course, having always been raised in a coccoon, I had a peaceful sleep and a carefree lifestyle because I was always convinced I was out of evildoers grip thanks to my father's political reputation and the high-tech alarm installed in our house. "Come on, bitch!" Urged me one of my captors, his cheap beer-scented breath attacking my nostrills. "Keep going!""My name's Joan." I coldly corrected him, thoigh fear made my voice quiet. "Not bitch." I first expected him to punch me, but he didn't for some reason. They
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