LOGIN“I, Neolani Griffin accept you as my mate,” I beamed, waiting for him excitedly to accept me too. There was a long pause. “Who gave you the right to call me by my name?” He snapped, anger dripping from every word he spoke.“Answer me” He barked, eyes locked on mine. “How do you know my name? It must have been the maidservants right?, I'll have them stripped off their post” He stepped away from me. “I, Ragnar Gray, reject you Noelani Griffin as my mate” Neolani never asked to be a rogue. Once an Alpha, once a daughter, her world was in shambles the night her family was murdered and her pack taken hostage by her half-uncle. Now, she’s nothing but a rogue, fighting to survive where wolves like her are despised. On the run for survival she unkowingly crosses the borders of Alpha Ragnar pack who is known for his cruelty, powerful, merciless, and loyalty to a pack that sees rogues as the enemy. Alpha Ragnar prepares to end her without a second thought, but then he feels it. The bond, she’s his mate. The one thing he swore he would never want. Worse, his heart already belongs to someone else: his beautiful childhood friend who was mated to his beta, Kendrick. He rejected the bond the moment it burned through him. But desire doesn’t wait for permission. With every stolen glance, and every reckless touch, the line between hatred begins to blur. Together, they could ignite a powerful love that is if pride and betrayal don’t destroy them first.
View MoreI shook my head with each step he took, tears pouring down my cheeks as he signaled me to come closer with a devilish look in his dark evil eyes. My eyes caught a glimpse of the window behind me which displayed a dead end. There was a sword in his hand with blood dripping down the edges which gave him away. He killed my family. He didn't have guns, so this demon before me wasn't a part of the Royal Guards. Papa said to always carry guns. I searched the pockets of my pants frantically for my gun. I was frightened when I realized my gun wasn't with me. I looked back at him, and he made advances towards me.
Ever so quickly, I slammed myself into the window without thinking, ready to throw myself into the fall. But pain sliced through my back, sharp and burning. I didn’t see it happen, but I knew. He’d swung his sword. Silver. Had to be. Nothing else burns like that, nothing else slows the healing. My family died because of that same metal. We wolves recover quickly...unless it’s silver. Then we bleed and die.The fall wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. I let out a groan as I rolled on the grass and tried to stand up. A sharp pain shot through my left ankle given that I had just jumped from the third floor. I stood still when I heard him sniffing the air for me. He tried to mind link with me, but I blocked it to make him believe I was dead. I jumped into the river that flowed from behind my house. Not a ripple followed as I slipped beneath the surface. That's how we were trained. His shadow passed over the surface of the river, my eyes following every step he made away from the river. Slowly I lifted my head above the surface of the water. He was gone. I couldn't sense him anymore. I struggled with my broken ankle and tried to come out of the river. My wolf Lana whimpered with every movement I made. She's not usually weak but the death of my family must have weakened her, considering she hadn't healed me, not even tried and that scared me more than the wounds.I scratched my back hard against a tree, dragging it down the bark, trying to tear the silver out with flesh if I had to, to prevent it from seeping in deeper. The sting was blinding. I knew it wouldn't heal much and would leave a scar. It was better than dying. I limped back into my house, up the stairs to the library. Upon seeing my family's corpse again, I fell to my knees and broke down into tears. I cried until the sky darkened, until night swallowed the world and left me with nothing but silence.My senses picked up a smokey smell accompanied by screams of agony not too far from my house. It was the pack members–they all have their respective homes. My father, who was the alpha, allowed it because he wanted there to be a little privacy within families rather than a pack house–The shouts of victory were louder than the screams of agony. Amidst the shout of victory, one voice sounded so familiar it sent chills that resonated down my spine.“Now the Crescent Moon Pack will cease to exist!”Reality checked as I realized it was the voice of my uncle, my father's half-brother Anthony. Who had always sought war with my father on common ground. Frightened with no sense of defense, I quickly got to my feet as the shouts of victory got closer and took one last glance at my family's corpse before I went for the run. I ran away from the pack as fast as my throbbing ankle could handle, the wind clawing at my face. I had no problem navigating my way through the dark nights.I knew the moment I crossed my pack’s border I'd become a rogue, unclaimed, unwanted, erased. A name no one spoke. A life no one protected. Out there, the law was simple: rogues are threats. Kill on sight. No questions. I, an alpha female.The daughter of an alpha reduced to nothing more than prey.NEOLANI's POV I walked towards the pack house. It was so huge that even standing from the mountain one could still see the top floor.I sensed Hannah's presence from behind me. She had been tracing me for a while, but I chose to ignore it.I turned to face her. “You have something to say?” I furrowed my eyebrows.“Yes Luna. I’m sorry for tailing you,” she looked around and leaned in a bit closer. “I wanted to know if you’re okay.”“I’m very much okay,” I said, faking a smile.“But you’re quivering, the pack members look worried.”I turned around to see some of them that passed by me with a worried look.“Don’t you sense their fear? I can tell that they’re too scared to greet you, because they feel you’ll crash out on them,” she whispered.I closed the distance between us. “Really?” I looked around. “What should I do?”“This may sound stupid, but just laugh like I’m telling a funny joke.”I laughed, because of what she said and not because she told me too.“Are you for real?” I laughe
NOELANI POVThe day finally came.Kendrick snuck into my room before the sun went down, a garment bag slung over his arm. He didn't say much, just dropped it on the bed and told me to be ready in an hour. I stared at the bag for a long moment before I opened it. Inside was a dress, deep emerald green, simple but clearly expensive. I wondered who picked it. Kendrick didn't seem like the type to know fabric from fabric, so maybe Hannah helped. "You're doing this for Hannah too, aren't you," I asked as I walked out of the bathroom with the dress on. "I'm doing this, so Ragnar doesn't ruin two lives instead of one," he shrugged. I didn't answer. What was there to say to that? 'Are you sure about this?' Lana asked quietly in my head. It surprised me. She had been begging for freedom since we came in contact again and now that it was finally within reach, she sounded unsure.'No,' I admitted. 'But I'm doing it anyway.''Good,' she said. 'I want to see his face when you walk up there.'I
“You said you were going to bring Hannah,” I said to Kendrick when I popped my head from the room searching behind him but couldn't see her. “I wish I could. Hannah can't come because Ragnar tends to spend time with her and if she's not available he'd search for her.” Kendrick rolled his eyes. “Now imagine if she was here,” he said as he closed the door shut behind him. “Did you tell her about Ragnar’s feelings?”“Yes I did, as soon as I went to the park house yesterday.” He sat on the sofa, flipping through the pages of a book I had begged Ivana to help me get from the library to get rid of boredom. “There's a pack house?” I asked shocked.He stared blankly at me. “Of course there is.” “Oh, it's just that we didn't have one back in Crescent Moon pack. My father made sure everyone had their respective homes. He said it was to avoid conflict.” “Comming to think of it, I didn't notice. The last time I went to your pack I was still a teenager,” he scratched the back of his head. “
NEOLANI POV“How did you know?” I asked, watching him as he leaned back on the sofa.“I saw you attack him,” Kendrick said, with a grin slowly forming. “And he didn't kill you.” He shrugged, as if the answer was obvious. “That only means you're his mate.”“I'm not.” The words came out clipped and defensive. “I attacked him for a reason,” I stated, folding my arms across my chest. “I'm fed up with him.”“You don’t need to lie, it's obvious.”He was quiet for some time. ”I know who you are. I know who your father is,” He rose from the sofa slowly. “You're from the Crescent Pack.”I didn't utter a word, he did the same, staring blankly at me waiting for a reply.A lump formed in my throat as memories I had buried resurfaced about my family and the last time I ever saw them.“Crescent Pack is no more,” I whispered. I tilted my head back fighting the stings in my eyes, blinking them rapidly. “My family was killed, I got lucky and survived as a rogue until I met Ragnar.”Despite how simple
NOELANI POV‘Mate’I froze upon hearing Lana speak in my head for the first time in years.‘Lana…I've missed you, it's been long, been years’ I whispered in my head.‘Mate’, she said again, ignoring what I said.‘What do you mean by mate, who's my mate?’ ‘Alpha is mate’ Her last word sent a cold
NOELANI POV“How dare you go against my command?” He said, his voice laced with spite. “You are a rogue and should be done with the moment you crossed my pac–”“Then kill me already” I said flatly, my eyes locked on him. I hate the feeling of being indebted to anyone.He was taken aback by my reply
NOELANI POVI stretched slowly, the softness beneath me was foreign but oddly comforting. The sheets were warm, the mattress cradled my sore body in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time. For once, the pain wasn’t unbearable. Just a dull throb echoing through my limbs, not the sharp agony I was used t
NOELANI POV“Mum, I'm back!” I yelled.My voice echoed down the hallway of my house. As I dropped my backpack on the dining table. I came back home from visiting my grandpa’s grave. I stayed by his grave and rant even though I know he can't reply. He was so loving while he was alive. He was the alp
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