Hello readers, as always, thank you for your continued support! I appreciate the likes, comments, votes, reviews, and shares! I hope you continue to enjoy the story I have created thus far for Damon and Elle. This leads me to the next point; I am contemplating changing the title name of this story. The further along I get into the story and learn my characters' personalities better I realize that the title name does not fit with the plot. The new title I am considering changing the title to "The Defiant Luna." Tell me what you think of the title change below! XOXO Emma Taylor
Jonah POV It's three in the afternoon when I finally leave the packhouse. I glance to find ten missed calls from the douche who put me in this position. Going to the treeline behind the house, I quickly disrobe behind a tree, shoving my clothes into the bag I bring whenever I come here. My bones break and reform as I shift into Thor, a massive white wolf with a black paw and patches over his left eye and right ear. Thor's eyes are such a light blue they are practically silver. After stretching and shaking out his fur, he picks up our bag before sprinting into the forest toward our territory. I nod to warriors along the way as they watch me pass. They have become used to my coming and goings on this land, trusting my longtime friendship with Alpha Charles that I'd cause no harm to them or their families. It's hard looking at them, knowing what's to come. Telling myself that they'd do the same thing if they were in my situation. It's the only way I sleep at night. 'We have to do th
Theo POV I glance at the time on my lock screen and see it's almost midnight. Where the fuck are they? They were supposed to be here an hour ago...If I had known those jackasses were going to bail, I would have gone to sleep already. Deciding to finally give up, I start shutting down the house when I hear a demanding knock at the door. That must be them, annoyed I fling it open, glaring at my three unwelcome colleagues in this unfortunate adventure. Of course, Damon has a shit-eating smirk on his face, proud of himself that he made me wait for him. Cocky alpha douche. "Couldn't have called? Mindlinked? Sent a text?" I grumble as they file into my house slowly, like I have all day to wait on them to get their shit together. Thank the Goddess, my father is never home, or this would be nearly impossible to accomplish. "Sorry, we should have; we just got caught up in things," Andrew says before Damon or Matt says something stupid, which they are prone to do. "Your dad home?" He asks,
Damon POV As soon as the question leaves Theo's mouth, my face paling as the color drains. I knew this would happen eventually. That someone in the pack would put the pieces together that things about Elle don't add up. Even with lots of training, an Omega does not move as gracefully on the training field. "I take it from your lack of a response that the answer to my question is yes," Theo mutters as he looks between the three of us, examining our reactions intently. Slade finally regains his composure from the shock of his question; he pushes forward to make his presence known, "if you care about protecting Elle like you claim Beta, you will not tell a soul what you know. It could be her death." he growls in that animalistic voice, Slade is preparing to attack when Theo does something that continues to shock us by showing his neck in submission. I expected him to resist; accepting his submission, Slade returns control. "Okay, are you guys done?" Andrew asks, looking between us
Luna Olivia POV I am sitting on the bedroom balcony enjoying my afternoon tea when I see the high schoolers walking onto the field to start their training. Damon, Andrew, and Matt are already standing at one end, heads bent, talking to one another. Like their fathers before them, they are never apart. The three talk intently, ignoring the other students who start warming up. What has them so busy that they aren't focusing on training right now? Those three are up to something, but I can guess what they are talking about. I watch Elle enter the field, but my son still hasn't noticed until the wind shifts taking her scent right to him as if sent by the moon Goddess herself. I watch as Damon's eyes find her walking through the crowd toward Theo with a pissed-off look. I don't care about their squabbles as I watch Damon watch Elle. I can tell he is dying desperately to go over there, talk to her, and be near her but he doesn't because of the fight with his father recently. My heart bre
ELLE POV Theo was supposed to meet me this morning to tell me about his night with Damon, Matt, and Andrew, but he was a no-show; in fact, they all were. I tried calling, texting, and mindlinking him with no response. When school ends, I am beyond pissed; something happened last night that's the only explanation for Theo not talking to me all day. The slow build of anger and annoyance skyrocketed when I saw Theo across the field laughing at whatever Victor was telling him. Not thinking, I beeline for him, my anger evident to the other students as they part like the Red Sea. I swear he gulps subtly in fear when he sees me barreling toward him. Even Victor beside him looks terrified as he slowly tries to inch himself away from my intended target, not wanting to get caught in the crosshairs. "What the hell, Theo?" I yell, throwing my hands in the air, "you couldn't call me back?" The guilty look on his face and how he keeps shifting his eyes to look behind, desperately pleading for
DAMON POV Three nights I have stayed going through Theo's father's stupid study, and I can't find a goddamn thing. I can feel Matt and Andrew getting nervous around me. Between the lack of sleep and clues, I've become a stubborn asshole. How am I supposed to present Elle with what I know Monday morning when it's Thursday night, and she leaves for New York in five fucking hours. Throwing the book I am holding in my hands at the wall of Theo's bedroom, startling the others helping me pour through stacks of paperwork. "Don't worry, Alpha," Andrew says, "we will find something." I know he is trying to be reassuring, but I am slowly losing hope, so I say nothing in return. Elle's parents took precautions in hiding her identity, and I don't blame them. I have been reading up on the history of born Luna's, and it's not pretty. Many are kidnapped, raped, forcefully marked, and used as breeding machines. A few were lucky if they found their mate before anyone realized their power, and the
Hello faithful readers, After discussing with my editor about my story"The Possessive Alpha," I have decided to make some changes to this story's prologue. I will be eliminating the first prologue chapter and will be changing the POV of the second prologue to Elle's POV. I will also make some small edits (mainly grammar and name continuity) throughout the chapters to ensure the story flows nicely and that there are no major plot holes. I will continue to update chapters as I make these changes as well. This is my first attempt at writing a web novel, and there are still a lot of learning curves to this new adventure. So thank you for your continued support as I stumble along and the patience to go back and read what changes I have made in hopes that the story flows better. Lastly, next week I hope to reveal my *OFFICIAL* cover art for "The Possessive Alpha" and finally break away from the generic cover provided by GoodNovel. A lot of changes are coming to this story- and hopeful
ELLE POV I did not mean to fall asleep outside his door, but I did know the second he put me in his arms, the tingles ran wild against my skin like they were trying to tell me a secret. I knew what I was doing the second I whimpered; no matter how much I wanted to hate him, I couldn't. No matter how hard I try, I can't. "Please..." I sound desperate and needy, but I don't care. As soon as he decided to pick me up, I was putty already wet in a way I had never been before. I am still disappointed that we didn't go to his room, but this will do just as well. I can't have him walk out that door. Then comes the one thing that I never thought would come out of my mouth, "I need you, Alpha," What the hell am I saying? I hated submitting to him but right now, at this moment, I want to submit and receive what he gives—going against every instinct I have. "Good girl," he growls back in approval, and I never thought two words could sound this good. While Damon was sweeter and more cautiou