Jaden
We head to the back of my office that leads to a secret staircase my father had installed. Lifting the trap door underneath the frayed carpet by the bookshelf. The hinge clangs as we pull it open. The stagnant air makes my nose itch as dust particles scatter before we each climb down the ladder. Underneath the pack exists an intricate network of hundreds of subterranean tunnels. These tunnels were crucial to my plan, not only to bring the contenders for my queen, but for my guests to observe without disturbing my pack.
I had ordered an arena and spectator area to be constructed for the luna games. It needed to be spacious enough to accommodate all six of them to compete, but also have a viewing deck for everyone else to observe. I wanted to know everything about these women. Their strengths and weaknesses. The games would begin the second they arrived here. We would monitor each of them day and night. Nothing could occur without my knowledge.
We take a couple of minutes to reach the arena, turning through the tunnels as we head lower down to where it has been built. Pax and Hunter lead the way as each of us strides with power and purpose. I experience a flicker of excitement, ready to see the finished creation. Hunter takes a key from his cargo trousers pocket unlocking the door with a click as it opens before us. I step in first, taking in every detail that has been executed to perfection. Hunter and Pax follow closely after me, standing on either side as we each gaze around the space.
Located at the back of the arena were six spacious bedrooms, two bathrooms, a lounge, and a fully equipped kitchen. They would each live here for the week it took for the games to be completed. Each bedroom had the essentials and clothes for them to wear. They each had a different colour or tag, so we could distinguish them in the arena clearly in either wolf or human form. They would be graded on their performance and if they performed well, they would be given advantages in the other rounds. Of course, I had the final say.
In the arena itself, they constructed towering trees, thorny bushes, dank treacherous caves and tall grass that offered enough camouflage but also allowed us to watch their every move. It spanned 5 acres. The arena was just as dangerous as the fighting would be. I even had a few surprises up my sleeve to ensure things stayed entertaining.
We all stood in the observatory looking at the arena, a glass panelled screen the only thing keeping us and them apart. “It’s perfect,” I declare. My whole body hums with a twitch of a smile on my lips as I look at everything ready to go. Red walls and carpet bathe the observatory, with pristine black leather recline chairs offered for each viewer. “Alpha, they’re going to be impressed. No one else has attempted something like this.” Hunter gruffly nods in approval. It looks better than I imagined. I just hope they are right.
“I’m glad you agree, but I know you’re just looking forward to watching them rip each other to shreds,” I deride, as he grunts, folding his arms over his broad chest. Hunter and I consider fighting foreplay. There’s nothing that gets me going like seeing a she wolf take down her opponent with ease. It’s sexy as fuck. I like them defiant, untamed I don’t play by the rules. I don’t want my luna too either. “We both know you are,” Paxton chides as I roll my eyes, raking a hand through my dark chocolate locks. Pax chuckles, his short hair and clean-shaven face getting on my nerves. I hate how they know me so well.
“You’re not wrong Pax. Fighting is like fucking. You gotta to be agile, reactive, and have enough fucking stamina to render your opposition powerless.” I feel my dick twitch just thinking about it. Seeing a woman panting, glistening with sweat after she has won a battle or defeated by her climax is perfect. We all snicker as I shove my hands in my pockets of my black ripped jeans.
“The contestants from the other packs are here, waiting in their rooms. You wanna see them?” Pax offers. I nod. “I’ll handle it on my own. The two of you need to keep an eye on the contestants from my pack, bring them to their rooms!” I order as they both bow, turning their necks before leaving through the labyrinth of tunnels until they find who I am looking for. “Yes alpha, what do you want to do about Sta-” I growl, cutting Hunter off before he can even utter her name. I see both him and Pax share a look. Maybe it’s too risky having her compete. “I’ll handle her, you two bring the others,” I bark as they both nod smirks on their face before sauntering off.As I make my way down the dark hall, the lights flicker with each step. I can’t help but smile. This is my moment to prove to the other alphas I am worthy of the title. If they are impressed with what they see, I plan to grant them the chance to host their own luna games in this arena. Perhaps one day, even my own sons will have their chance.
But for now, the girls are patiently waiting in separate holding cells. It is crucial that everything goes smoothly. I can’t have them trying to escape or form alliances before the games have even begun. None of them know what exactly they are in for. I had told their alphas they had been selected as my luna. No one asked any questions. They simply handed them over to my men to be brought here. This is the power of the fated mate bond. No one bothers to ensure the safety of their pack members by conducting proper investigations.
I know there are laws for our kind about the mate bond, which many view as sacred and unquestionable. But it just proves to me how dangerous a fated mate bond truly is. A few alphas did ask me what I was up to, although they were the ones attending the viewing of my games. I think they were more intrigued than actually concerned for their female pack members.
I hear several noises as I draw closer, my boots slapping against the cement, echoing down the hall. It’s muggy down here, the downside of being underground. I haven’t turned on the air conditioning yet for them. I’m going to host the games the day after the full moon in two days’ time and I can’t fucking wait.
Jaden Approaching the first steel door, I notice the first girl inside, slender with bright blue eyes and icy blond hair. She’s not my normal type at all and until I watched her fighting in her training session at her pack, I would have dismissed her completely. Seeing her run rings around a male wolf three times her size as she glided about effortlessly. She took him down in three moves or fewer. She is vicious, and I was impressed. This girl has some incredible fighting skills.Hayley is from the Nightfire pack. I watch through the small square glass as she sits on the cold cement floor, her legs tucked up to her chest as her hands ball into fists before being released and clenching repeatedly. I know she knows I’m watching from the subtle tilt of her head towards the door. A light sheen of sweat glazes her pale skin from the humidity. All the women are unmated, I made sure of it.Hayley is my silent assassin. Her frosty appearance hides that fire that burns inside of her. She has
Jaden I make my way back to my bedroom, taking another drag from my cigarette. The lights don’t interest me; I prefer the darkness. I remove my black leather jacket and casually throw my black t-shirt, black jeans, and Doc Martens onto the floor, leaving me in nothing but my black boxers. After finishing my cigarette, I light up another one and collapse onto the bed, my mind drifting aimlessly. Three more women are to perform in the games, and one of them ... we share a history. I don’t know what it is about Stacey Soley, but even after a year of knowing her, she still plays on my mind. I had intended for this moment to be my revenge, but underneath it all, I still care about her. Flashback 1 year ago I’ve just left my father’s house. Aurora, my half sister, promising to give me the title of alpha, but she wants to take some of her pack with her. It doesn’t fucking bother me if my pack has tens or thousands, I will still be alpha. Besides, I have no doubt they will all return - who
JadenI kick the pebbles on the pavement, waiting outside for her like a lemon. Is this petite temptress going to keep me waiting all night?I hear the door creak as my pulse quickens, getting ready for some protective guy to tell me to piss off. I refuse to look up instead adjusting my throbbing dick. Sighing with relief, I hear her soft footsteps walk up beside me; her mesmerising scent hitting me in the chest. She is still in the same outfit minus the dog plus a red push-up bra, making those tits look even better than before.“You came back?” I ask, still half surprised. She casually flips her hair over her shoulder as she strides towards me, confidence in every step. She smirks, batting those lashes at me once more. “I’m full of surprises. I doubt you have ever met someone like me before,” she purrs, smiling sweetly, the picture of innocence as stands inches away from me. Hesitating, I decide to refrain from using my usual antics on this girl. There’s something about her. Those ca
Stacey There was an announcement for the whole pack. I was a little nervous about it. We hadn’t had one of these in the history of all time. Richard Anderson didn’t rule the pack that way and since he died, his beta Jason had taken over much the same jackass. That guy is a major perv. All the same, I knew this meeting had something to do with Aurora and if I got to check out her mates once more; I saw no harm in that I don’t understand how that girl takes on three alphas. I had tried to do the math, girl math, and every time I came up blank or my head started to spin a little. Either way, it’s not normal. Still, I’m a little jelly. She gets to tap all that hot alpha ass! I find Gemma in the bustling crowd. She gives me a big wave, beckoning me over. “What’s all this about?” she bites her lip, shaking her head as I run my fingers through my hair, scouting out the crowed for my mysterious hottie. “I don’t know,” she whispers as I spot Aurora kissing hottie number one. She climbs the
Stacey I swiftly chuck on some leggings and a sports bra, wanting to go for a run. I head down the stairs, past the wall of family pictures on my way down. It’s a shrine to our family or Libby as their youngest. Gretchen trails behind me, dancing around my feet as I try not to step on her and fall down the stairs. When I reach the bottom, I can smell pancakes! Yum. I walk in, seeing dad sat in his usual seat reading the newspaper while he drinks his tea and eats his two slices of toast and poached eggs the same things every day. I once tried to sit in his seat. He booted me out, complaining about how I was going to mess up his butt print he had in there. Apparently, these things are perfected over time and he has it just right. What he doesn’t know is when they go to bed, I like to sit in his chair and mess it up. He wears his usual baby blue shirt and tan slacks. Dad’s in his early forties whilst mum is older than him by 5 years. Something we like to tease her about constantly. Coug
Jaden I ran back to the pack house, cursing myself for getting sucked in by her once again. Those damn dimples and the way she cries my name still linger in my mind. I want her. Only her. I had hoped that she would give in, making this easy for me to prove that this time apart had shown her I was the only one for her. But no, even as her pussy gripped my fingers like a vice, her body at my mercy, she still wanted her mate. I bring my two fingers up to my mouth. I can taste her. Her sweet essence still lingers as I lick her juices off of me. That was yesterday. Tonight is the full moon. I won’t go easy on her. She’s mine and until she learns the true meaning of that, then there is no hope for us. “Hunter, go to Plan B for the games. I want this to hurt,” I snap through the link as I rush up the steps to the pack house, slamming the door behind me. “Yes alpha,” his gruff, curt reply comes. I am still annoyed by how things went down yesterday. Why is she so stubborn? “It’s done alpha,
Stacey After my run, I was feeling more on edge than I wanted. I rushed straight back upstairs to my room, slamming the door before I dropped to my knees. I shouldn’t have done that. I take my phone out of my arm strap, ringing Gemma, one of my best friends. She will know what to do. She has been there through all of my boy dramas, and our alpha is no exception. The phone continues to ring as I sit there against the door, my head in my hands. “Pick up, pick up,” I mutter under my breath. She’s normally always at home with her head in a book, so I don’t understand why she isn’t answering. “Stacey love, is everything alright?” Mum calls through the door as I press my lips together, waiting for my heartbeat to calm down. “Yeah everything is fine mum,” I shout back as the phone clicks off Gemma, having not answered. Shit. “How was your run?” she presses as her hand jangles the door to get in my back against it, as I don’t let her in. “Yeah good I’m going to shower. Can I have some priv
Stacey What is that insufferable noise? I can hear it grating on my scalp. I open my eyes. Everything still feels blurry as I blink, trying to focus. What the hell? My heart races as I find myself on a firm, unfamiliar bed. The two-bed lamps are on, casting a dim glow to the room. There is a tan fabric armchair and a dark wooden wardrobe. I wiggle my legs. They still feel lethargic as I try to move. I don’t know where I am or how I got here and I try to think the pain in my head just slices through me, creating black dots in my vision. I lie back on the pillow as I take several deep breaths. It’s going to be okay. Who would want to kidnap me with my attitude? Is what my mother always used to tease me about? Oh fuck, I hope they are okay. I peer down, still in my cropped jumper, black skinny jeans and black leather knee-high boots. Good, the perv didn’t undress me. I suppose I should be relieved of that, but it’s not enough to stop the knots in my stomach. I twitch my toes, feeling t