ZADE
I never expected her actually to come here.
She must have been so stupid or deluded because when I saw her getting out of the limo with my father and her mom looking like a perfect family, I knew she had just signed her death warranty.
I haven’t seen her physically before, but I have kept my eyes on her all these years since they came to my home. Ever since my father mated another woman and forgot about my mom like she never existed in the first place.
Nothing pained me more than when he assumed to be perfect and began being an actual father to her and a loving doting mate to the whore of the mate who then proceeded to come into the house, my mom’s house, and get the title, Luna; the title my mom was proud of.
I hated them.
My thoughts are cut short when I see her walking towards the ballroom from the balcony I am standing on. I didn’t think she would attend, but she is; walking and looking like she belongs here. I want to show her how much she doesn’t and make sure she regrets it and goes away.
I hear the countdown as I down the drink in my glass and I roll my shoulders ready to make my girlfriend an official mate. Olivia and I have been childhood friends and she has been my girlfriend forever, so it's only fair the moon goddess makes us true mates and makes it official for the whole world to know.
I know she is waiting for me, so I straighten my tux and start walking back when I feel the first call of the mate bond. My eyes shift and I swivel my eyes towards the figure that’s seated on the bench, slowly dawning on me who my mate could be.
No. fucking. Way.
The call tugs me so strongly that I stumble in the hall, Olivia looking at me with a wide expression on her face, and hurt flashes on her face when I don’t go towards her, as the mating call leads me out to go be with my mate.
I open the doors and there she is.
Up close, she looks so ethereal like a princess- a melancholic princess and when she looks at me, with hope and disbelief in her eyes, I get the urge to go to her and hold her close to me.
“Our mate. Mine!”
My wolf, Zack growls and I know everyone can feel the atmosphere because he comes so close to the surface it’s a miracle I don’t fully shift right here and now.
I am never going to accept her as my mate. She will never be my Luna, the girl who came into my life, destroyed and stole everything away from me.
“I reject you as my mate and my Luna! You will never be my mate, do you understand?” I bellow so angry because the moon goddess seems to be fucking with me.
When she accepts, I feel the bond being cut and weakening. It’s so painful but I swallow it, as I watch her struggle and writhe in pain in front of the whole damn school as I reject her.
She is trash, a nobody, and I will never be tied to her.
Turning to look at Olivia who is standing at the far corner watching the scene with tears in her eyes is so hard, because the trash of a girl is still on the floor, crying and in pain. I will my whole body to move away from her and go to our girlfriend to be with her and mate her, be damned the moon goddess and her choice for me.
Walking away is a task, ignoring her proves to be harder and when I touch Olivia, the girl I have loved all my life, I feel like bugs are crawling on my skin.
“Let’s go,” I murmur to her and she follows me as I leave the ballroom, and take her to the parking lot. I had arranged tonight to be special, with her because I knew she would surely be my mate.
“Where are we going?” Olivia’s voice wobbles and I finally look at her as we stand beside my black sports car.
She looks so crushed and hurt, she can't even look me directly in the eye.
“I am sorry, I didn’t know how this happened, I have never met her, and I have no interest in her. I have rejected her to make sure the world knows you are going to be my mate and my Luna.”
Olivia steps away from me, shaking her head, arms wrapped around herself. “I don’t want to be a second option with you, ever. I don’t want to be her second!”
I sigh, feeling heavy and using all my strength to keep Zack under control because he wants to go back to the damn girl but I can't allow it. The bond is broken, so why is he so fussy and in pain, growling to go back to his mate?
I can't help but feel betrayed.
“You cannot be her second, because she was never an option, to begin with,” I reach for her hand and she allows me to pull her close to me. “We already said that we would renounce our mates if it wasn’t to each other and claim ourselves to be true mates,” I kiss her forehead, hugging her close to me.
I love Olivia and her scent, the way her body feels soft against mine. so why am I inwardly cringing her scent, which seems all wrong, why do I feel like pushing her away from me?
“Yes, I trust you Zade. I love you,” she whispers and looks up.
“I love you too,” I press my lips on hers, closing my eyes and feeling the words taste like sandpaper in my mouth.
She has managed to ruin and take another thing away from me yet again.
What am I going to do with her?
Taking Olivia out of this place and getting her to the surprise place I had my friends help me prepare for her makes me slightly peel her body away and open the car door for her.
She doesn’t ask any questions as I speed off the school property and head onto the highway. The school officials all follow my orders and don’t question me, because of my title. Also, I made it my territory until the day I finally finish school here and had my pack as the alpha king when my father steps down.
He made sure to school me and train me to be the perfect alpha king when the time came, and he has never questioned my claims or rules in certain areas. He entertained it when we used to be in taking terms. when we were a family.
Before everything changed.
I step on the gas, feeling uneasy and uncomfortable because of Zack, who is wrestling me to get back to be with the trash girl, but I won't allow him to take control today. He knew that Olivia was and will be my Luna, it doesn’t matter if my true mate was someone else.
“Are you okay?” Olivia asks me softly, touching my thigh.
I try not to flinch but she notices and pulls her hand away.
“It’s already starting, even when you rejected her.”
I hate making her feel so sad. I promised her parents I would always take care of her and be with her till the day we die, but right now, I am breaking that oath so terribly.
“It's still fresh, but once we mate, when our bond snaps into place, it will be okay. I will be all yours, no questions asked. Zack will feel tethered to your wolf.”
“Why her? Isn’t she like a step-sister or something?”
“Fuck no. She is not my anything, and I have never fucking met her before. So my guess is as yours. The goddess is messing with me.”
“I want us to be together and mates as soon as possible, I can't lose you zade!”
“I am going to mark and claim you,” I take her hand to calm her down. The damn prickles won't roll off. I pull my hand away and pat her head, to avoid hurting her feeling even further.
“damn it I hate it! you can't even touch me let alone look at me!” she starts crying and I curse out, speeding even more as I see the scenic villa I had rented for just the two of us.
I am going to fix this.
I start kissing Olivia as soon as we are in the villa, and stripping her clothes as we stumble to one of the bedrooms. He responds so well under my touch as I fully take charge and kiss her, touch her perfectly soft body, and lift her as she wraps her legs around my waist.
Zack’s fight weakens as I make it known I am not going to be cooperating with him tonight.
I lay Olivia on the bed, and I bite her neck, marking and claiming her as mine. I feel our mating bond snapping in place slowly, as I enter her, and feel her blood coating my tongue.
The bond isnt in place yet, when feel a sharp pain which leaves a hollow feeling in my chest. I suddenly feel so empty, like I have lost a part of myself.
“No, no!”
“What’s wrong?” Olivia asks, worried.
“zack! Zack has left me! zack!”
My wolf has disappeared!
ZADEShe looks peaceful. Like an angel, sleeping like this.But when has she never felt or looked like an angel? I sit down on the leather chaise in the master suite, eyes trained on the massive bed that seems to swallow up her small, lithe figure.She is mad at me.I am mad at myself, too, if I am being honest. I keep forgetting impprtant shit that should be automatic when it comes to ari but then I fucked up again. I can’t keep fucking up, it’s going to cost me largely and I won’t be able to live with myself.I think I know what she needs the most. What she is asking the world for, her mother, what she is asking me for. What she is asking herself.Being with me is threatening all of that, I know it. I can feel it too, like this deep truth just below my consciousness, and I must act on it, or I will lose her. It’s not defined, it's not named, but it's there. I can feel it, and if I focus on it, I can most definitely almost put a name to it.To this feeling that Ari wants and feels m
ARI“I shouldn’t have this conversation while I am seeing two of you, but I need to let it off my chest, otherwise I will not say anything. You need to understand that one day I will be gone and you won’t ever see me.“Maybe I won’t have said something and you will think that everything is fine between us but it’s not. So this is me telling you that one day, I will leave you because me and you, we won’t end up together.“I can’t be with you. I can’t be with anyone. Mother is safe now and all I have left is one year to get done with school then I can do what I want the most. But then you … you have plans. You are set.“I certainly didn’t see this coming, you being my mate and all. But that shouldn’t confuse me or you that I will stay and continue doing life as if it’s perfect. It’s not perfect. I am not perfect, and it’s okay. I like it this way because t
ARINow I am his mate, then I will be his crowned wife, then I will be told to perform this and that for him, for the pack, for the kingdom.None of that for me. All will be stripped of who I am, what is mine, and be dressed in what is his. Be in servitude for the rest of my life, and for what? Love? I don’t believe in love.I never grew up in love long enough to believe in it, long enough to let it impact me in a way that, by believing, if I stay by Zade’s side, all will be okay. I am jaded, messy, and broken.He got mated to a disaster, and he knows it. He doesn’t even know what he wants for himself, but he has the privilege of that being thought for him.I might have misjudged him in the past as this cruel, mindless prince that is spoiled and such, but I wasn’t far off.But despite it all, I know that I have no future with zade. I can’t tell him that though, and it hurts somewhere I my chest to think I will h
ARII nod, exhaling softly. “I see.”“I didn't mean to hurt you. I just needed you to understand that some things are serious. Worldly things are impactful.”That makes me want to laugh, but I can't find the strength to. “I guess I wouldn’t know.”“Come on, why are you bringing that up? I thought we were talking about the beautiful views and the oncoming summer.”“You keep forgetting that I am not a child, Zade. You treat me like I am porcelain that can break any second if left unattended, and think that I don’t have brains.”“It's not like that. I want to protect you.”“Patronize me. I don’t even know why I am surprised. You are just an asshole, an alpha asshole who thinks that they know better and the rest are just his minions who couldn’t think for themselves.”God, this is why I hate packs. Being patronized, led like sheep, told to do this and that, not allowed to think on your own, especially if you are a female wolf, mated to a goddamn prince of the goddamn kingdom.I am not eve
ARII never wanted to believe in knights.Having someone there for you to take your needs seriously and follow them through … that’s something that I never thought could happen for me. Yet here I am.Zade asked me to be with him this summer, to take a break with him, and all I wanted to do was be away from what I had come to know. I needed to escape my reality for as long as I could, and when I told him that as long as he took me somewhere far, I would have fun, then yes.So now I am watching the ocean. The wind is ruffling my short hair, the salty, cool breeze caressing my skin, and the sound of the waves, the calming subliminal noise of the ocean, is making my heart start feeling peaceful.He took it seriously. I wanted to get away, and he took me to a beautiful island that I didn’t know existed. It's so beautiful. Palm trees, mountains, ocean, green everywhere, it looks like it's out of a fairy land.I don’t know how he does it. How he manages to catch me off guard and floor me aga
ARIZade is letting me take what I need from him, this time letting me have my way on my terms.It has been that way from the very beginning, but tonight, it's like he wants me to take care of myself using him and, in a way, take care of himself too, by using him.So when I guide him and press him on my opening, we both freeze, breathing heavily before I urge him with a pull of his hips to push inside me.And heavens, it feels delicious. The stretch, the feeling of him opening me up as my walls accommodate him until he is fully seated inside me …I contract, squeezing him, feeling the girth inside me and I want to swallow more of him, suck him in and keep him there … it’s a heady, good feeling.“Why won't you love me?” The hoarse whisper makes me open my eyes just as Zade looks at me. He is …crying?“What?” I ask, eyes wide.“Why did you say you can't love me?”“Because,” I shift, and we both groan. His hips jerk in response, and he starts moving slowly. He has forgotten about the que
ARIWhen the body is exposed to extreme cold, at some point, it stops supplying the less important parts with blood in order to save the vital organs.It has been quite similar to me. I have spent most of my life just functioning, and apparently it has been necessary for my body to cut off supplies to some of the things anyone my age would deem normal to have.There hasn’t been a case where I could feel anything other than flight and flight. But eventually, here I am.My body is thawing, slowly coming to life, and it feels so good.Zade’s tongue is slicking inside my mouth, seeking and touching every crevice inside. His body is pressed to mine to keep me up, one thigh pressed between my legs, one hand grabbing my butt, hips flushed.I am weak at my knees. I want him, I can feel him, and I am floating. I know I am kissing him, but I am also falling and falling, feeling safe that he will catch me.It’s a dam that has been let loose.He is mine. I shouldn’t feel this way. I should feel g
ZADE“But then it will be another, then another… if you can be swayed so easily, then is it even worth it?”“I wasn’t swayed easily. You and I know that there is more to us than a bond between mates.”“Hard to believe that when all that connects us is that.”“Our parents do connect us, too. Do you think we wouldn’t have crossed paths if we hadn’t been mates?”“We could have, but you would be intent on killing me or destroying my life like you did at the beginning.”“That’s true. But you can just chalk up my feelings and invalidate them, simplify them to one variable.”“It’s the only thing that is making sense. I mean, here I am, sitting in your love sanctuary, surrounded by your memories with her, and yet you are telling me it's me you want. What about her? Why was it so easy for you to just leave her?”“If you hadn't shown up, I already knew it would rather be her that I pretended with, cosplayed my inner wishful thinking even though it wasn’t true.”I close my eyes briefly before lo
ZADEThere is something dark, alluring, and compelling about Ari Silvers that I have never been able to fully comprehend.Her beauty and magnetism are not the traditional kind. It's raw, demands that you see her, revere her, and ache to be close to her, so you can bathe in it.She is beautiful in the traditional sense as well, but then you look again. And again, and again. You are drawn in, wanting, needing, desiring, and even wanting to corrupt.She is pure, she is dark, she is innocent, but also twisted. She is all that you wish you could hold and covet to yourself, but you cannot. For it is not to be held by others and coveted, stolen, but to be looked at, worshiped, and if you are good, to be bathed in.But never yours.She is sitting on the rooftop.I followed the feeling of our bond, and I am surprised, a little unsure why she would be here. This is where she fell, almost to her death after all.Her knees are pressed against her chest as she looks at the far distance, lost in wh