ANMELDENTeresaIt was never my intention to hurt Lance, let alone make him question our love. I know it deep down to my core that everything he does, all of his sacrifices, is for me and the safety of my Pack. But why can’t he understand that in his bid to protect us, he is plunging himself into harm’s way?Of course, I don’t care about his background as a Northern Werewolf, not even his wealth or status; I love him. So damn much that I’d rather take all of the baggage of pain than see him suffer because of me. But…the same can not be said for my people. They’ll rather die than let a Northerner be their Beta. And Alpha Salvador, once he hears of this, he’s only going to find ways to make Lancel’s life harder.Maybe I shouldn’t have spilled those vicious statements to Lancel. Perhaps I could have worded my worry, desperation, and anxiety better. Maybe I should just blame Derrick for all this. He should know better how fragile our Pack is, yet he still went ahead to choose my mate.I’ve tried c
LancelI don’t know why Derrick would choose me as his Beta, but I know one thing for certain—Derrick needs me. Would I accept it? Yes. He trusts me, and that alone is an honor that I can’t discard. Besides, Silverline could use all the help they’ve got. I love this place, and I'm happy to contribute in any way I can to make it a safer, better place for Zahra, Dahlia, and most importantly, Tessa.I thought that she, of all people, would be elated at the idea. Instead, “You can’t be our Beta.” My mate stated with all seriousness, arms crossed against her chest. It wasn’t up for a debate; she made that clear. “Why?” I replied, and the speed with which she visibly became irritated was phenomenal. “What do you mean by why? Don’t tell me you’re actually considering it?” I shrugged. “Lancel!”Yup, she’s officially angry whenever she calls me that. “Derrick obviously picked me for a reason. He sees the value I can bring to the Pack—““You don’t belong here!” She slithered, and I won’t
TeresaI came to the diner with my laptop because I needed some fresh air after spending all morning cooped up in my home working on potential designs.Of course, Lance was opposed to the idea of my working at the diner. Emphasizing how much I need a break. Unfortunately, I can’t. Not when there is so much to be done. I failed Derrick once and nearly drove the Pack to the brink of collapse. I have to give my best now. Help Derrick in any way that I can, so I don’t repeat the same mistake.But an hour in here at this place, and I can’t bring myself to focus thanks to Lance seated on the booth at the other side of the table. Since we arrived here, he’s been struggling to solve the 6x6 Rubik’s Cube I gave him. I can’t help but burst into a fit of laughter every time he makes a grunt in the back of his throat. “I can’t believe I finally found something that you are not good at!” I chirped with another round of laughter, following suit.“I’ll solve it,” He gruffed, restlessly twisting an
DahliaI should have known that taking those two firecrackers to the pool was eventually going to end with me getting soaked. But I at least succeeded in getting the perfect photo of our babies. I grinned sheepishly at my phone, displaying the wide, overjoyed grins of Zahra and Davies in the pool. Oh, I can’t wait to see the look on Derrick’s face when I show him this. He’ll absolutely melt. Speaking of which, I swiped sideways to our chat. Why hasn’t Derrick answered my message? He’s clearly read it. Maybe he’s that busy at the meeting. I bet the elders are currently going at each other’s throats, pitching for their favorite candidate to be Beta. And Derrick? He’s probably bored out of his mind, wishing to be anywhere but there. Still, I wish he could at least respond. “Oh well,” I heaved, then tossed my phone to the bed. I should change my gown before I wet the floor. I was about to enter the bathroom when the door burst open, causing me to nearly jump out of my skin. “Geez, Der
Derrick The only good thing about my day so far was having breakfast with my family. Try settling an argument between your two kids about who is older, you’ll find it more entertaining than staying glued to your swivel seat in a conference room, listening and watching your Pack elders ramble and ramble.In actuality, though, Davies is a few months older than Zahra. I still remember the proud look of joy he had on his face when he called himself the ‘older brother’. But Zahra refused to call him the older one. Choosing to rage bait Davies by saying they’re the same age. She was purely doing it for the fun of it, but she sure rattled Davies.I wonder who she learnt that art from? Certainly not me, though.“Alpha Derrick?” Arrysa’s voice snapped me back to reality, only to find my elders staring dumbfoundedly at me—they were probably wondering what I found so amusing that made me grin this much.I cleared my throat and adjusted myself on the seat while at it.“You were saying?” My mot
DahliaI came back to Silverline Pack for two reasons: To let Zahra connect with her father, and because I miss him. But Derrick asking me to be Davies’s mother was a different kind of responsibility that I’m not ready for. I don’t even know if Davies carries his blood or not. And what about Davies himself? Is this what he wanted? He already has a mother, and that’s Cami. Will the poor boy be ready to desert Cami just for me? Let me even assume these questions do not exist; one solid fact still stands. I’m not ready to be a mother of two. I’d like to think I’m doing a fair job raising Zahra, but adding another one to the equation feels like adding another overbearing mass of weight on my shoulders. I can already imagine my father blowing lava out of his mouth once he hears this. He won’t rest till he pulverizes Derrick.And Derrick? He looked so vulnerable that telling him anything other than yes would have halved his heart in two.“You don’t have to say yes, Dali.” His hands glided
Dahlia“Did you see Derrick?!” Laila’s head rocked back as she laughed to the ceiling. “He snapped. He fucking snapped!” “Really?!” I gleamed, my wolf hopping excitedly in my core. “Oh, it was a sight to behold!” Lucas chuckled beside me as we walked towards the exit. “Do you know how many glasse
Derrick For the first time, I’m going to taste Dahlia’s food. All because of one kiss that now has me wanting more. Her sweet maple-syrup taste easily made my highly guarded walls crumble. And now, here I am seated on the chair…waiting. Eyes pinned on Dahlia’s ass, vaguely revealing themselves thr
Dahlia“What is this atrocity doing here?!” screeched the red-haired old woman whose wrinkles creased at the sight of me walking into the ridiculously large living room. Angelina, Derrick’s mother. She rose from her couch, hungry to fling me out of her husband’s home. Luckily, Bode stepped in by bl
Derrick“There has to be a way around that, Will,” Cami chirped beside me while I stacked some of my father’s books in his bookshelf into the carton box.Since I got to his office, Cami hasn’t stopped raving about it. While I’d have loved to indulge her, my mind was more preoccupied with Dahlia. I







