With every, second I felt my body get hot, surprisingly hot. My fingers urged for something, something odd. "Let's see if you crave me as badly as I crave you" With that said he smashed his lips on mine... "For as long as you're heart beats" he paused. From my lips, he traveled to my neck and started smooching it. "It beats for me, you're mine" he resumed kissing me. From the way he was doing it, I suspect that he intended on living a hickey. "Say it, say you're mine" he whispered. A heartless, cruel, dangerous alpha. Who was I to flout him? I knew I was his. His to own. With that, he snaked his hand down into my pants. A lone wolf searching for something, something she's yearned for since she was born. And he had everything she's ever wished for, and she had all he's ever craved. Angelique Lovett Foster is a lone wolf abandoned by her parents leaving her in a box with nothing but a unique five-colored diamond bracelet with her. She lived a peaceful life until her foster dad started abusing her, and decided to elope. Bane Ashton Bancroft a ruthless and unruly alpha of the Blood Oath pack. Loathes rogues to the core. And there's only one thing he cares about in life, himself. He lives around hundreds of people but he's a mystery they're yet to solve. But in just a day he meets someone who solves the mysterious Their paths cross, and they only have one emotion for each other, Hatred. Which later on turned into love, a love they weren't ready to accept. Or rather it was a forbidden love. And everything takes a 180-degree turn and messes up everything for them when it turns out they're both mates.
View MoreWhen one feels the warmth of the fire it's called wrath. And when one burns in the fire it's called hate but when one burns down to ashes because of the fire then it's called revenge. They forced me to feel the warmth, burn and turn into ashes.
But like a phoenix I plan on rising from the ashes they burned me down to.Till date I can't stay in one place place for more than three months all because of them my life has no direction I'm just living because my heart hasn't stopped beating although everyday I wish I could just die. I loathed them for filling my life with fury.Our fate is determined by the house we grow up in. Your story's first author is your mom. This has me wondering everyday I spent alive, that what is my fate? Is the life I'm living really the life I should be.All this I can never know but can always wonder. But what I do is I was writing my own fate, I couldn't change it but the least I could was make mine.Despite being a rogue, though I didn't live like one, I wasn't brutal and bestial like normal ones. I was one. I created a small, solidarity and simple life for myself. It wasn't easy given we had to fight to survive, but it was the best thing other than killing our own kind. And turning into bestial people.I was still so young but I was so many things a lone wolf, an unwanted child, a sister, a best friend but most of all a mother to a handsome adorable little guy, Phoenix, my little brother.He was my world. If it wasn't for him I'd have long tied myself to a rope and killed myself. He was my inspiration. When I felt like I was crying in the middle of streets but no one was listening, when I felt like just giving in to death, his smile gave me strength. His eyes gave me hope and his laughter gave me happiness lots of it.He was my pride. Besides the hate they gave me Phoenix was best thing they could ever give me.We had just moved to a different place one I had doubts before moving into but anyways it was for three months.And today was our first day ever going to school. Phoenix had been nagging me about enrolling in a school and I thought since this was my last year in highschool I could at least give it a try.Waking him up is an easy job, I taught him not to be a heavy sleeper because one never knows what might happen but leaving the house to go he's always wanted to go seems to be kinda difficult.We're outside and I'm waiting for him to get in the car but he just doesn't want to say bye to Jenny and Gill, his fish friends."Phoenix you've been saying goodbye for ten minutes!""Just one minute" he says and I heave a sigh."Phoenix I'm asking nicely can you not vex me and get in there car?" He chose to remain silent.Okay he wants me to be the bad guy. I freezed the water in the fish tank. He turns to me with a frowned on his face "I thought I told you to not flaunt you powers infront of me?""I thought I told you to get in the car" he scoffed at me. And got in.He plugged his earphones in, apparently I'm a chatterbox, once I start talking it's hard for me to keep quiet so him plugging the earphones in is to halt me from talking non-stop."Seriously" I rolled my eyes at him hoping he'd at least reconsider."Very necessary!" He looked away. How boring.The ride to school was fine except I was fretting about the future. I mean sure I was elated because he was happy but I worried how would he be around people. He was bashful and people were just so different from me they weren't me they wouldn't treat him like I did,he wasn't used to them.I spent my whole life protecting him from this bestial world. Letting him go to school felt like I was about to stop protecting him.I looked at him, he was still listening to music. I reminiscised our memories together with him. My brother always lived life like there was no tommorow he didn't care what would befall him he just...lived.I wondered if he'd be able to walk on the mildstones the bestial society would lay down for him, that he was an unwanted child worth nothing that he...As if he sensed my worries he shook my arm"Chubby cheeks I'll be fine" I scoffed. How can he so certain, I knew the world he didn't.I parked outside the gates."Listen I want you to promise something, you won't let anyone belittle you." I said in a very serious tone but just laughed at me."I promise" he said in between his laughs."Pinky promise?" He maintained a serious"I promise sister, I promise I won't let you down""Nigga, you better! Else I'm going to whoop your ass" I drove in the school gates.'Angelique I hate to be the one to break it to you but something bad is about to happen' my wolf said.' Not now Angela, I feel it too' she can be irritating sometimes. But truth be told I felt something awful was about to happen. And I somewhat wasn't ready for it"I'm so happy I think my heart is producing small hearts" Phoenix said. This one is obsessed with talking yet he says I'm the chatterbox."Yeah I can totally relate" I said plainly."Are you that boring, you've never been to school so how can you relate" I shrugged my shoulders."I didn't know what to say, chubby cheeks" I smiled and glared at me.He hates it when I call him chubby cheeks but he calls me that but I never complain.We were just a few steps from entering the school building when we heard a car crash. We turned.Scratch what I said.Actually a car...No!. A Porsche hit my car. Fury , rage...name them all, were all the emotions running in my body. I worked my ass off to pay for that car.I started fuming with wrath. I wanted to kill someone.ANGELIQUE'S POVAs I enter Phoenix's room, I can't shake the feeling that someone else is in the house. I tuck him into bed and then go to my own room, where I find him lying on my bed with his shoes still on. I open my mouth to say something, but the words escape me. I sit down next to him, folding my legs and facing him. "Good evening, Alpha," I say. He looks at me and sighs. "Whenever I'm around you, all my worries seem to vanish. I was concerned about Phoenix, so I thought coming here would ease my mind," he replies. I smile at him. "So that gives you the right to sit on my bed with your dirty shoes?" He looks away, mumbling something under his breath. I grab a pillow and toss it at him. "I'm too tired to argue today," I say with a frown. "Why?" I ask, not that I really care, but if I want to win Bane over to my side instead of against me, I need to pay attention to every little detail. "I want to build a strip club on the land I acquired, but I can't because everything I ow
CAROL'S POVIt has been four years since my brother, the beta, and the Pack members abandoned me here to perish, but I have learned to endure everything, including the harsh winter mornings. This cottage had no windows, so I gathered wood to create makeshift ones, doing everything I could to make this place feel like home. I crawled out of bed, even on days I felt as if I were dying. There were moments when the thought of becoming a rogue crossed my mind, and times when I contemplated ending my life. And yet death still didn't want welcome me.But here I am today, standing in front of the one person I’ve been observing from afar for the past few years—the source of my daily pain due to his intimacy with others. I despise him, yet now that he is right in front of me, looking so perfect, I find myself questioning whether I truly hate him. His handsome face resembled a Greek sculpture, with deep features and an irresistible slender figure. He was like other men, yet distinctly differen
BRENTON'S POVAs I walk down the hallway, I run into Phoenix, and we exchange a fist bump. I notice some purple marks on his neck and chuckle, thinking about the fuss his sister will make. I’ve been so caught up in Pack matters that I forgot to remind the omegas to keep an eye on his plate. I was also allergic to carbs at his age. I realize he’s having an allergic reaction. Too much starch and sugar keeps him hyperactive; he won’t be able to fall asleep and let Angelique help him. He needs to sleep to heal. I find myself standing at the door of someone I’d rather not see. Just as I’m about to turn back, I remember the scene I’ll have to face. But then a vision of Phoenix and Angelique flashes in my mind, and I can’t bear to see them in pain, so I knock twice. A tired-looking figure appears when she opens the door, and I let out a sigh. Every time I see her, she seems to be fading away. I look away before she notices the concern in my eyes and step back, glancing down. “Hi,” I fi
I take a quick look at myself in the mirror, and once I’m happy with my appearance, I head out. I make my way to the Pack house, which is quieter than usual. I can hear raised voices coming from his study, so I quietly tiptoe over. “Shut up!” he slams his hand on the table, startling me even though I’m outside. I can’t help but wonder who is being yelled at. “One simple task: keep watch over her, and you fail.” “Alpha, we should be grateful she’s not dead,” a familiar voice says, but I can’t quite place it. “Then where is she!?” The room goes silent. “Here I am,” I whisper to myself. “Alpha, I think we should let them search for now. If she’s still not found after…” He bangs the table again, and I can’t help but chuckle. “It’s only a pity; I can’t laugh any louder than this,” I think as I continue to eavesdrop. "She has to be found!!" he shouts“Alpha, I’m sorry,” the voice says. “Who is this idiot? He has the dumbest ideas, and the dumbest mouth” I mutter under my breath. “
ANGELIQUE'S POV **ANGELIQUE'S FLASHBACK** It was an extremely cold winter, and their foster parents had left Angelique and her brother Phoenix on their own. Without sufficient warm clothing, she gathered all the blankets they had, tucked her little brother in, and climbed in next to him. The warmth was soothing, ensuring they wouldn't catch a cold. As she began to drift off to sleep, she heard an elderly voice calling her name. "Angelique!" She thought it was just a dream, but the voice called again, "Angelique!" Sitting up, she half-shouted, "What?" "It is a privilege to have you as my grandchild and to guide you," the voice said, leaving her somewhat puzzled. "I don’t have grandparents; I’m adopted," she replied. "I know, dear, but I am your biological grandmother," the voice clarified. "Where are you?" she asked boldly. "I’m dead; I exist in your mind now," the voice answered. "Why have you come into my mind?" "The spirits have chosen you. You must be
ANGELIQUE'S POVI hurried inside Bane's study, I knew I was up for unnecessary interrogation.I wipe away imaginary tears, sniff, and lift my head. "You injured ten of my men," He says with a frown.Should I be smiling at them? They wanted to fight me too. "I don’t understand. Was I supposed to dance with them?" I raise my voice at him. Brenton and the trainer chuckle. "No, you were meant to fight back; you left most of them half-dead." I nod. "Clearly, you need to fire this one; he's useless. What has he been teaching them if ten of them were taken down by a female werewolf?" I ask."That I'm a werewolf in name only, without a wolf like theirs; all they know how to do is growl. Is that all you teach them?" I question the trainer. "That's not the main issue. The issue is, you hurt them, and I already have families calling. Luckily, they can’t sue me." I roll my eyes. It’s his problem that he’s getting calls. "How is that my concern? Just tell me what matters to me, like the pric
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