Mag-log inTrevor:~~~What's she playing at?āMate.ā Her voice reverberates inside my head again. An incessant echo that Iāve lost count of. Why would she call him that? Could it be that Vince is also her mate? Then why are they discovering it now?āGo and ask her.ā Kaiās voice insists for the umpteenth time, but I ignore him, focusing instead on the sharp punches landing against my jaw. Despite the pain, it still does little damage to distract me from my tumultuous thoughts.Another hard blow lands.āTrev, your head isnāt here.ā Kristopher, my gamma, says with a knowing tone, pulling my attention back to the training ground. I shoot him a glare, but he smirks, pleased to see that Iām finally paying attention.āWhatās it? What's got you so worked up this early morning?ā He probes further, and I cast a quick glance at Vince, whoās in a wild sparring match with Logan and a few warriors all at once.His movement is very quick, but they were catching up to him quickly.āWhy is he wearing your clot
Mrs. Jones:~~~I have finished dishing out the food for everyone. The alphaās dishes are always served first, then his distinguished guests, his beta, the warriors, and the omegas.That's one thing I love about our pack; everyone eats the same food as the high-ups.This job is so tiring, but thanks to all my training as a warrior, these three years of being a chef have been bearable.Yes, I was demoted to a cook three years ago too, except for Logan, who somehow still managed to remain a beta. But I didnāt protest because, deep down, I believed my demotion was a way of atoning for my sinsāa punishment for abandoning my little girl.She is my precious gem. She never knew the immense pain I felt each time I hit her, each time I saw her being tortured by everyone. How helpless I felt.How the princess exploited my weaknesses to enact her cruel punishments on her. But I could only turn a blind eye. I didn't want to lose my children after losing my dearest husband.I knew how the law perm
After shouting all the air out of my lungs and getting no response from the warriors stationed at the entrance, I give up, collapsing back to the cold, unforgiving ground like a sack of sand.āVince⦠I need you.ā I whisper, tears threatening to escape my heavy eyelids, but I force them back. I'm not a crybaby, but sometimes the tears escape my eyes on their own.I shut my wet lashes just as my stomach growls for food.āSo much for my own protection, for keeping me safeāthat's absolute⦠bullshit!ā I sneer, forcing a weak, sad smile as my mom's words play inside my head.I'm so pathetic.I don't know how long I'd stayed seated there as I begin to lose my sanity, slowly falling into unconsciousness when I think I hear footsteps approaching. I'm not sure; at this point I believe I'm hallucinating things.But at the sound of the metal door to my cell opening, I wasn't so sure if it was still in my imagination or not.Suddenly, I feel myself being lifted off the ground effortlessly by power
Caroline:~~~āYou slave! How dare you!ā Britney's angry voice rings from upstairs, breaking the tension in the air. I look over and see her fuming as she storms down the staircase with Valerie behind her in beautiful sportswear, they both looking as stunning as always.For a seventeen-year-old, Britney looks graceful; you can say she has a good coach guiding her. Valerie.I can see the fire burning in Britneyās eyes, and I understand why. She has been in love with Vince since childhood. I know this because she confided in me herself, back when I was a free bird.So seeing me in Vince's arms must be painful, but my only hope is she'll eventually be able to come to terms with it, because it's the moon goddess's will that I'm Vince's mate.And as long as Vince wants me and doesn't reject me, I don't intend to let him go.āLeave!ā Alpha Trevor barks at me in his alpha command, and I find myself detaching away from my mateās embrace, though reluctant.I cast a dejected look at Vinceās fac
Trevor:~~~I stand at the entrance of the pack house with my little sister, Britney, as we await the arrival of my friend, Vince, and his sister, Valerie. My soon-to-be Luna.An alliance that was agreed on two years ago, yet I keep postponing.And I'm grateful Vince hasn't raised questions about it, even when Valerie proves to be impatient.Then, that annoying, mouthwatering scent that has been tormenting me for the past three years hits my nostrils.It's very faint, but as an alpha, my sense of smell is acute.My nose flares as I find myself inhaling it, as Kai, my wolf, stirs restlessly.He has been on edge for months that he couldn't sense his mate in Caroline. He believes she's weak, and if not careful, she might die. But I give him the same response as always.āThey deserve it.āAnd that has created a rift between us; while he does his responsibilities as alpha, I've lost my best friend.āDamn it. Why must it be her of all the she-wolves in this pack?āI steal a glance at her,
~~~The next morning.I wake up to the sound of birds chirping. I stretched, sitting up, and couldn't help touching my body once again, just to confirm if everything was real, that I'm alive.That everything wasn't a dream. I smile, happy for the moon goddess's blessing. I get out of bed and reach for my old diary I haven't touched in years and write down everything that transpired in the past month before my death.I've been reborn, yes.I've successfully prevented intimacy with the alpha. Checked.And in this life I've felt my mate, something that didn't happen in the previous one. I need to find him. But then, I can't forget I'm a slave and a traitor hated by all.I steel myself, ready for what may lie ahead. Because that place I sensed my mate at is a place where only high-ranking wolves live.And that knowledge alone fills my heart with dreadāwhat if he rejects me?My status as a slave could make him turn away in disgust. And even worse, he might already harbor a deep-seated hatr
Angela [Blair]: ~~~ [Five years laterā¦] ~~~ āCan you keep your lucky coin hidden from your classmates?ā I ask, kneeling in front of my little miracle. She looks at me with those big eyes that always undo me. Her shoulders slump in dejection before she answers, her voice soft yet conflicted. āB
I walk into the lobby with Sophie at my side, her small hand tucked into mine as we approach the reception desk.āHi,ā I say calmly. āIām one of the finalists interviewing for the marketing manager position.āāOh, Miss Blair Millerā¦?ā She asks, frowning slightly, probably because the name strikes a
Angela [Blair]:~~~The loss of Adrianās familiar warmth is what pulls me from sleep. However, I nearly jumped, seeing Vanessa in the room.I shared a room with her brother once, and we got caught.āGood morning, sister-in-law,ā she teases with a playful wave of her hand. Heat rushes to my face as
āSophie...ā I whisper, the world around me falling silent. I slowly take her hand, needing to feel her warmth, to be sure this is real and not some cruel wish my heart has created. āHahaā¦ā I laugh. She's real⦠How is she here? How is she standing in the middle of my lobby? āSophie, how are y







