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"They're back!" A pack member giggled as she ran past me towards the pack square.
I followed at a slower pace, not really enthusiastic about the whole thing. About a year ago, young wolves who wanted to be pack warriors or leaders had been sent to an academy in a neighboring pack. Today was the day of their return. As the daughter of the Alpha, I was expected to be there. I sighed again. Julietta was with Father, doing Alpha things, while I, the reject, was here. No one really cared what I did. I felt a little twinge of resentment at the whole thing. As the first born of Alpha Hugo, I was supposed to be heir to the Alpha title, not Julietta, my younger sister. But Father was adamant that he choose his heir, and Julietta was his choice. She was his star child. She could do no wrong, even though she was basically the weakest in the pack because she had no wolf. Her eighteenth birthday had come and gone. Dad would rather appoint a wolfless alpha for the pack than let me do the job I was born to do. By the time I got to the square, the bus was empty, and people were heading back to their homes, hand-in-hand with their family, laughing and hugging. I sighed, then turned to leave. Just as I took a step away, a scent caught my attention, making my heart start to pound. That scent...it was familiar and strange at the same time. And it smelled wonderful. My wolf began to howl from excitement at what was happening. I recognized the signs too. "Mate, mate, mate," she chanted. I turned around slowly. Who was it? I knew everyone who had left for the program. The only person I hoped would be my mate was... "Iris," a deep voice said. A huge smile broke out on my face as I saw the person who had spoken. "Axel." Just a year away from the pack had filled him out with even more muscle, and he looked even handsomer than before. Axel was my first and only love. I'd tried to keep my crush on him a secret before he left, but I couldn't. Everyone knew I was head over heels for him. And everyone also knew he didn't care. He had eyes only for my sister, Julietta. And now...all that would change. He was mine. The Moon Goddess had decided. I felt like I would burst with happiness as I rushed forward and threw my arms around him, hugging him tightly. Tears seeped out of my eyes, and I sniffed. "We're mates! Can you believe it?" Axel was stiff and didn't return my hug, but I didn't care. He'd always been a little awkward. When I pulled away, he gave me a small smile that didn't seem to reach his eyes. "I can't wait to tell everyone," I said, wiping the tears from my eyes. I took his hand in mine and tried to pull him towards the pack house. "Let's go." "Wait." Axel gently pulled his hand away. "Can we... Do this later?" "But why?" I was confused. He shrugged a bit. "I just... It's been a long day. You know, the trip, and... I just want to have a little time to myself first." "Oh! Of course. Sorry. I didn't think of that." I grinned, unable to help myself. "Would you like me to bring something for you to eat over to your room? You must be hungry." He shook his head and took a step back. "Thank you, but no. I'll...see you around." As he walked away, I tried not to let my disappointment show. I always thought finding my mate would be a romantic experience. Or at least an enthusiastic one. Maybe it was just because Axel was tired. Humming to myself, I hurried back towards the Alpha house where my family all lived. I couldn't wait to share my news with everyone, and it was almost dinner time, so everyone would be home. They were already at the table when I arrived, just beginning to eat. "I have news! You won't believe what happened!" I said excitedly as I took my seat beside Julietta, across the table from Mom and Dad. "You're late," Mom said without looking up from her meal. Dad and Julietta remained silent. "Yeah, I know. But it was because something amazing happened. Don't you want to know what it is?" I looked at them all. They all ignored me, but I plowed on. "I found my mate!" I announced, unable to keep a new smile from forming. At this, everyone paused, and looked at me for once. "What?" Julietta asked. "Who is he?" Dad asked. I was giddy. "It's Axel! Can you believe it? And he's going to be the new Beta, so—" Dad went back to eating. "Reject him." At the same time, Julietta snarled at me. "You slut! How dare you! Axel is my boyfriend. You can't be mated to him!" I was shocked, but not because of what Julietta said. I had been expecting a reaction like that from her anyways. But Dad? "What do you mean?" I asked him. "Did I stutter?" He looked at me again. "After dinner, go out there, and reject him." My heartbeat slowed down from the excited pounding it was doing before. "But...why?" I shook my head. This didn't make sense. I knew my family could be harsh sometimes, but I didn't think my Dad could say something like this. "A marriage has already been arranged for you," he said. "A marriage?" I yelled, pushing my chair back and getting to my feet. "You arranged a marriage for me without my consent? With whom? No. I don't even care who it's with. I'm not marrying anyone that's not Axel. He's my fated mate! The Moon Goddess chose him for me!" "And I've chosen someone else for you," Dad said, the look on his eyes daring me to defy him. "You will marry the man I chose. You don't get to do what you want, Iris. You know that." "No! I'm not marrying him!" "You don't even know who he is yet," Mother said. "He might be better than this Axel of yours." Julietta scoffed. "No one is better than Axel. He's mine. And Iris isn't taking him from me." "Fine," I said. "Who is this person you think you can force me to marry?" "An alpha," Mom said. "You should be thankful. Since you'll never be an Alpha here, you can at least be a Luna elsewhere." "Who is he?!" I screamed. "Cassian Stone," Dad said coldly. I froze. Time seemed to slow down. "W-what?" I choked out. "The... The Bloody Prince?" There was an expression of glee on Julietta face as Dad nodded. The Bloody Prince was just as his name implied. He was a monster who was controlled by his feral wolf. Everyone knows he killed his first chosen mate. He was unpredictable, and he was known to go into fits of rage and madness that made him slaughter anyone that stood in his path. Surely, Dad wouldn't try to give me to him? I would be dead within a week. Didn't he care about... No. Of course he didn't care about me. The look on his face was answer enough, even though it's something I'd known from a young age. "You can't do this," I whispered. "It's already done, Iris," he replied. "Another alliance arrangement has been made. You'll marry Cassian to seal the deal. You have a few days to prepare yourself and end this nonsense about having a fated mate. Are we clear?""The red one." "The blue one." Lily and Saoirse spoke at the same time, making me give them both a confused look. I was holding two dresses on hangers, trying to get them to choose something appropriate for the introduction to the pack. Saoirse's choice was a short red dress that was backless, slightly flared but hugged my curves. Lily's choice was a knee-length blue dress with a scoop neckline and transparent, shimmery sleeves. Both were nice, but felt too dressy to me. "The blue one looks like something she could wear to the office," Saoirse said. "The red one looks like something she'd wear on a date," Lily said. "And what's wrong with that?" Saoirse asked. "It's sexy," Lily replied. "Granted, Cassian will lose his mind when he sees her in that, but I don't think he'll be thrilled if the whole pack is present." "Good thing we're shopping for Iris and not for Cassian then," Saoirse murmured. "Anyways, we should ask Iris which one she likes best. She can wear whatever as l
On my way to work at the coffee shop, I ran into Lily and Saoirse. Or rather, Lily shouted my name from across the street while waving madly. I laughed a bit as I crossed the street to meet them both. "What are you two doing together?" I asked curiously. "Your mate ordered her to keep an eye on me," Saoirse replied, a wry smile on her face. She rolled her eyes. "Really?" My brows shot up. "Hey, don't look at me," Lily said. "I didn't tell her that. She came to that conclusion all by herself.""So he didn't order you to keep an eye on me?" Saoirse asked. "Well... Technically, he did. But he never said I had to be with you twenty-four seven, so there's that, I guess?" I laughed. "So what are you both doing together if Cassian didn't order it?" Lily grinned. "I guess he didn't take into account that we might get along and just like spending time together anyways." "That's great." I grinned. "So where are you two off to?" "I'm going to pick up Kayla and ... from school. Saoirse
Someone was tracing circles on the inside of my palm. Someone who smelled... intoxicating. My head was pounding slightly, and I winced a bit as I peeled my eyes open and light filtered in. The light touch on my hand stopped, and a second later, the room was plunged into darkness as Cassian closed the blinds. "How are you feeling?" He asked, coming back to the bed to sit beside me. "I'm fine," I said, but my voice croaked. "You don't sound fine," he muttered, reaching towards the nightstand. He grabbed a glass of water I hadn't noticed before, helped me into a sitting position, and held the glass to my lips. When I tried to take the glass from him, he didn't let go. I raised my eyebrows slightly, but drank obediently, trying not to rush it too much just because I wanted to sniff him. What gave one man the right to smell this good? "Where's Saoirse?" I asked the moment he took the glass away. "The pack house," Cassian replied. "She'll be staying there for now." I tried to smil
I caught my mate before she could hit the ground, and swept her into my arms, holding her tightly. The cut the witch had given her was healing, but still looked stark red against the white of her palm. I clutched her protectively, glaring at Saoirse. Rationally, I knew she hadn't meant any harm. The initial cut Iris herself had made was closing up, so Saoirse used her magic to make another bigger cut. It was like the slash of a knife, and seeing an injury like that on Iris made me feel like I was going insane. It didn't help that Saoirse hadn't even given fair warning before doing that. My instincts took over, and in a second, I'd flung Saoirse against the far wall hard enough that she bled. Good. Next time, she'd think twice about hurting Iris. "Are you okay?" Barry asked her when she stepped closer to him after I picked Iris up. She was walking a bit unsteadily, and based on the amount of blood on the collar of her shirt, she'd need stitches, or at least some painkillers. I
As we walked into the pack hospital, I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened just now, with Cassian. We were arguing, and the next thing I knew, I was thinking about how absolutely delectable he looked? While he was being an asshole?! No way. Nuh uh. I wasn't one of those women who lost their common sense at the sight of a man. Granted, this man had his sleeves rolled up, revealing particularly wonderful forearms, but that was beside the point. The point was, I was already sufficiently attracted to Cassian when he wasn't being a total asshole. I didn't need to find him newly attractive when he was being that way. Ugh. Barry looked up when we filed into his room. His face lit up when he saw me, and I glanced down at his hand. Once again, the curse had progressed. I tried not to think about what would have happened to him had I not been here to help. The curse would have claimed him. I shuddered a bit. Barry's eyes fell on Saoirse as she stepped into the room,
My eyes remained on the witch girl as we walked deeper into my pack. She and Iris were chatting as if they were longtime friends and not people who just met less than an hour ago.We were headed to my house so Iris could show Saoirse the broken urn, and while we did that, Iris was filling her up on how everything had happened. How she found Althea in Red Moon, and how the curse affected Barry's hand. By the time we reached my house, my fists were tight in my pockets and my shoulders were tense. Iris invited the witch in, and I glared at her when our eyes met. She rolled her eyes, a tiny smile hiding on her lips. That smug little... It may seem like I was being too hostile, but it was only normal to be distrustful of her. I mean, witchcraft was banned for a reason. Witches couldn't be trusted. And this one just landed into our lap right when we needed one? It was too much of a coincidence, and I didn't care if Saoirse or whatever she was called insisted that she was a "seer". Wh







