MasukElena “Ye-s?” My voice trailed slowly, another weapon against my resolve as I listened to my own voice crack from fright.The usual fright. “Is your head still at the prison, Elena Lockwell?” Brandon bellowed, his gaze roaming over my face. “Want me to arrange another trip there, huh?!”I shook my head, terrified by the countless gazes piercing through me right now. “No-o,” I struggled to get the word out of my throat. Fuck!My shoulders stiffened.I thought I had overcome the fear, the anxiety, and the nervousness of standing head to head with this cruel tormentor of mine. But why can't I seem to get any stronger against this jerk?I clenched my jaw, swallowing the hard lump in my throat. I had long thought about this. I had long exercised my mind, body, and voice for wherever this day would come. And goddess, look how my voice is trembling— dismantling all the resolve I had long held up high in my head. “For goddess sake, I called you four fucking times, Elena.” his jaw tighte
Elena The boy's words lingered in my head for a moment, reminding me how close his hard glare almost had me frozen. “The new combat would be the staircase to death for us Omegas?”My brows furrowed, struggling to make sense of his statement. However, I am certain of one thing for sure. In those cold, striking blue eyes is something I couldn’t mistake for anything else. As the boy's apprehension increased, his striking eyes were the only evidence that he hadn't broken down yet by all he must've gone through in the hands of those big bad bastards. I stole another glance at him, and a knot tugged right below my belly.I swallowed hard, unable to grasp the young boy’s reality as he stood with his head bowed, shoulders slumped, and his fingers nervously twisting the hem of his shirt in fear— The exact fear that once lived inside of me before the rogue incident gave me an escape. The fears were exact, and I could guess the young boy was yet just another one of us… Omegas. As much as I
Elena I’m not here to watch you suffer anymore, Elena.My wolf’s words echoed through my head, and I knew she was being sincere at the moment. I could feel the sincerity as if it were a long-missing part of me. But why this strange chill?Why does the other part of me adamantly want to fight off the strange sensation— like it's yet just another one of those lies I've always been fed?Like it's just another scheme to get me embarrassed for being an unwanted Omega. I sighed. However, my wolf's solemn purrs returned, and the sincerity in her voice, coupled with my pounding head, drew my heart back to her words.And somehow, it felt like I could trust her… just this once. And allow her to take complete control despite her disability and shortcomings.Perhaps trust was all it'd take to reunite with my long-lost self and finally know what it felt like to be whole?My lips curled into a smile, ready to give Crystal full consent to my body after all this time, but then the commanding voice
Elena“Looks like the pack's prison wasn't quite what the rumors say,” Brandon mumbled, his gaze still lingering over my boobs.“Excuse me?”“You heard me, Elena.” He smirked, his green eyes glinting. I took in my lower lips, licking off the dryness while I straightened my shirt, which was already screaming TIGHT!Oh…“Well, endurable.” I glared back at him while picking my words carefully. But unfortunately, not quite for long before his authority dissolved my fury.“Shhh—” he mumbled, his action demanding silence from me. Which I did, but not because I wanted to. “I'd be the judge of that…” his gaze met mine for a short moment before shifting back to my boobs. “Later.” My lips parted in shock, my resolve almost charging at him for such insolence and nonsensical comments while glaring hard at my boobs right in front of this much crowd. …Like his other girls haven't been serving him quite well while I was away. I bet those would be the greatest time of his life— No sneaking aroun
Elena “Oh no…”Bewildered, my shoulder dropped the moment my ex-mate walked into the thick gathering, his legs striding in with his noble authority. Above all, my eyes fell on his muscled shoulders that stretched his big back larger, head raised up high like a noble who's never shuddered before anyone in his life. Well, he's sure never cowered before anyone. Instead, everyone shudders at the sight of his face, and hearts skip a beat at the mention of his name. And here he is, looking over the gathered crowd with scrunched brows and an intensity I rarely see in him. I tried averting my eyes before he'd catch a glimpse of me staring, but surprisingly, I couldn't. It was like my gaze was glued on his intimidating presence— my eyes carefully examining what it hadn't seen in a while. Darn it!Wait. Could it be Crystal who refused to back down from stripping him naked with her gaze? Mustn't be. I panicked, my sweaty hands repeatedly grabbing the arm of my backpack tightly. ‘I thought
Elena The idea of Edgar bringing over a bunch of flowers— that isn't meant for me, to my doorstep had terrified me at first. I had feared I'd meant nothing to him. Nothing at all that he could ridicule, and even thought perhaps this was him telling me that ‘We’ could never be possible. But on seeing how wrong I was, I almost melted right on the spot as he stretched out the bouquet to me, with a beautiful smile I had noticed on his face only once or twice. I giggled, happy that Edgar thinks of me just as I do. Perhaps his heart might even be drumming those rapid beats… just as mine always do whenever I think of him. And fucking haze, I thought about him overnight, that I had no idea how hard I had rumpled the beautiful wrapping of the flowers I had hugged tightly to bed last night. Spontaneously, the first thing I did after waking up was sniff the beautiful bunch of deep red roses. Yes.The flowers. Not brushing my teeth. And not washing my face.I smiled, my drowsy gaze fixated
ElenaBasil*Lavender*Vervain*Wild garlic*Yarrow*And finally an elderberry scent. Those were the fragrances screeching into my nostrils the moment my eyes slowly flipped open. Everywhere was blurry, and the room was so humid as if it had been shut closed for a long time with no fresh breeze oozing its
Moon CollegeThe weather in the forest of Wolf Country was so humid, and it stretched over to Moon College, the prestigious school for the werewolf generation situated at Blood Moon Pack, and some of their regular outdoor training was postponed.Different young werewolves flocked around the hallway, g
BrandonIgnoring my aunt's persistent questions to know how far we've taken our mate's relationship– if we've had our first mating or I’ve left a mark on her, which pack she is from… Each of her questions dipped cold into my spine with the anxiety of the rejection news spreading across the packhouse.
BrandonSlowing down his pace, Ryan walked to the end of a big green shrub, sniffing the leaves and the floor to sense anything that could get us across to Elena.‘You can use whatever it is, my Alpha instinct or whatever. Just make sure to find her!” I growled.Ryan groaned and roared, his anguish ech







