ALPHA HARLEY
Damn it. Damn all this to hell! Why her? Why out of all the people it had to be her? There is no way that woman is my mate. It was just simply not possible. But then again… Thinking back to that night, that one night that for the first time in my life I felt… emotion… She was the one there. It was only her. Up to now, I still find myself sometimes wondering what it is exactly that tugged at my heart or my feelings when I stood there, staring at her intently. And even when I used to see her around, I always sensed something odd around her which is why I hated being near her. Any time we were in the same room, all I wanted to do was to be away from her. It turns out it was because I couldn’t face the truth that maybe, just maybe, she was more than just a nobody to me. She was more than that godforsaken nickname everybody in the Pack knew her as and I know damn well that I can’t be with anyone else but her. I know damn well that I will do everything in my power, everything and anything, just to have her in my arms, in my hold, and ready to be marked. Because she is no longer just No One to me… As a matter of fact, she is the one woman I can’t fucking live without. She is mine… At least once those two other fuckers get out of my way so I can finally claim her. If they think that they can win my Alessandra and take her away from me, they must be damn near mental because I’ll fight to death before that could happen. Trust me, she’s going home with me and only me. ALPHA GAVIN I never believed in mates. The day my father abandoned my mother and I to fend for ourselves, I lost all admiration and respect I had for the so-called “miracle” of being our kind. Everybody praised it, said it’s the best thing that someone like us could ever have. A once in a lifetime kind of feeling that you could never break apart from. Well I say bull-fucking-shit. I watched as my mother cried herself to sleep every single day and night and almost went lifeless from drinking herself to numbness. Do you know how much it would take for a body like ours to take in the effects of alcohol? A fucking lot. From that day forward, I swore to myself that mates were nothing but a form of torture disguised as something beautiful. I swore to myself that I would never, under any circumstances, let myself be blinded by it or anyone that claimed to be my mate. But then she came, her scent being the first thing that caught me off guard, and then when she looked at me, fucking hell, it was like all my walls came crashing down and all I wanted to do was to hold her and never let her go. Fuck! It wasn’t supposed to be like this! I’m trying my best to not let her sway me, but every time she’s away, I can’t stop thinking about her. I need her close to me. I need to feel her touch and take in her scent. I… I need… her. And those two other assholes who think they can have her? Who can have my mate?! Hell will freeze over before I let that happen. ALPHA LUCA All my life I’ve known nothing but structure. Everything had to be organized, nothing left out to chance. Every single detail, from the moment I wake up, until the very second my eyes close to sleep, it was calculated. It was the life I have lived for as long as I can remember, as someone who was born and raised into one of the most influential noble families in Italy. So when I can let loose, can feed the hunger of chaos that often grows as each day passes, there’s no way that I let that opportunity pass. They call me many names — a player, a fuckboy, a no good man but definitely good in bed. Frankly, I really couldn’t care less. The women, and some men, keep coming either way. I use it to escape the rules that I’ve been binded to. I use it to feel just a little bit of freedom even if it only lasts for one night… or whatever time of the day it is. I guess I was so caught up in drowning myself with other people that I forgot that somewhere out there, the Moon Goddess had given me just one person I was truly meant to be with. I quickly realized that too much time has been wasted without her already so I’m making sure that every single second I spend with her, she knows that she’s all that matters to me. I no longer care about the other women or anybody else. Not that I cared much even before, but this is different. None of them are my mate, Alessandra is. Now if only I could figure out how to get her attention. It’s hard enough that I’ve gotten so used to others just fawning over me with barely any effort, but now I have two other guys to compete against for her to even look at me? None of us know why she has three mates, but what I do know is that I’m going to need to step my fucking game up if I plan to be her one and only mate by the end of all this. None of us will know until we try, so I guess… Let the fun begin.ALPHA LUCA Gavin and Harley weren’t too keen when I stepped up to handle our living arrangements, but they couldn’t really say or do anything when they realized I was their best chance to secure a place immediately. The sunlight streamed in through the glass walls of my father’s private real estate firm. One of the many things our family owned. Honestly, I’ve lost count. The place was clean, glossy, and sharp. The funny thing is, it was just like everything in my family, sharp edges disguised in gold trim. I leaned back in the plush leather chair, spinning a silver pen between my fingers as Frederik stood across the desk, watching me with his usual disapproving frown. He does that expression a lot around me. “You’re not seriously going through with this,” he said, arms crossed. “Right?” “Why not?” I asked, smiling. “It’s a beautiful home. Countless rooms to use. A garden. Heated pools. Close to campus. What more could you ask for?” “First of all, it’s practically a m
It had been a full day since gym class and the whole… Gavin thing. And somehow, I still hadn’t stopped thinking about it. Not just the way he caught me, twice, or the almost-kiss that made my lungs stop working. But the way he pulled away. Like he was afraid. Of me. Of himself. I told myself it didn’t matter. That I shouldn’t care. That I was better off not diving into the feelings that made my chest ache and my head spin. And yet… I still found myself glancing over at him when I had the chance. Watching the way his jaw clenched when he thought no one was looking. The way his fingers flexed absently as if he was remembering something. Like he was remembering me. After my last class, I stopped by the library to return a book. Unexpectedly, I noticed Gavin’s bag on the desk in the corner where he usually sat. He always had the same setup: old notebook, headphones next to his phone, a spare hoodie that still smelled faintly like cedarwood and something darker. I set
ALPHA HARLEY The morning after the cabin, I woke up with a headache that had nothing to do with lack of sleep. The bond was still pulling. Even miles away from her, it pulsed low in my chest. It was slow and steady, like the ache of a phantom bruise. Alessandra Noone. Her name itself felt like a curse and a confession. She wasn’t supposed to be in my life again. Not tangled in the same maddening thread that now ran through me, her, and two other Alphas who clearly had no idea what they were doing with her. And what’s worse? She still looked at me like I was still that boy who watched her entire life get destroyed. The boy who didn’t stop it… And I really hadn’t. — I stepped through the front gate of Lakewood Elite in a black hoodie and clean boots, and within five minutes, I was being watched. Not for who I was. They didn’t know that here. The students were human. Soft. Entitled. Distracted by status and the gleam of power they didn’t really understand. T
ALPHA GAVIN “She was what?!” Luca’s voice carried through the open hall like a fired arrow. I didn’t look up from my tray, already expecting the aftermath of what happened just a couple of hours ago. “On top of you,” he said again, sliding into the booth across from me. “Literally. On top. Gym class, the hall. You. Her. Gravity. Sparks. The works.” He grabbed my phone, started typing something, then pushed it toward me. And there it was, a photo somewhat blurry but unmistakable: Alessi half-collapsed on top of me, my hand still bracing her back. Someone had taken it from the bleachers. Probably one of those gossip-crazed students with too much free time and a social media following dedicated to spreading rumors in the Academy. I couldn’t help it, though. I stared at the photo a little too long. “Gotta say, for someone who claims to be emotionally detached,” Luca said, “your hand placement suggests otherwise.” “I caught her. That’s all.” Luca smirked. “You caught fe
If there was one place I thought I could escape the swirling mess of emotions called my life, it was gym class. But of course, fate had other plans. And by fate, I mean Gavin Wilder in tight gym clothes. There he was, effortlessly stretching by the far wall, all taut muscle and golden skin under the Academy’s tight dark blue athletic shirt that may as well have been painted on. And just to top it off, he had the audacity to look completely unbothered while doing it. I stood awkwardly by the wall, pretending to adjust the strap of my sports bra while I forced myself not to stare. Not at the muscles. Not at the clean sweep of his jaw. Not at the single curl of dark hair falling over his forehead. This was fine. I could do this. It was just gym class. I wasn’t going to spontaneously combust because my mate was casually looking like a Greek god in breathable fabric. Unlike me who was trying my darndest not to drool at Gavin, the other students did the opposite. They stared li
More students began to gather around us, obviously intrigued by what was going on, or what was about to happen. I could tell that for the first time ever, Eva, the Academy’s notorious queen bee, was about to be put in her place. “E– excuse me? What did you just say to me? You know, just because you’re hot or whatever, does not mean you can order me around. I mean, who the hell are you, anyway?” Eva scoffed as she straightened her back and lifted her chin, trying to not look like she was actually terrified. Her minions at the back were also visibly shaken and honestly? I may or may not be enjoying this. Harley proudly scoffed, not a single sign that he was intimidated. “You don’t need to know who I am. What you need is to learn some manners or else–” “Or else what? What are you going to do, nobody? Do you know who my father is?!” Eva was furious as she stomped her feet on the ground and threw daggers at Harley through her eyes. I noticed Harley was about to move, but Luca