All Apple LeRoux wants is true love. A human girl from a small town, she grew up knowing that werewolves and other supernaturals are dangerous. She wasn't expecting to fall for one. When Apple leaves her abusive family to move to Crescent City, she finds herself encountering all sorts of new experiences in a town where supernaturals mingle with the common population, and a human is easy prey. During an eventful job search, a twist of fate has Apple unknowingly arriving at Sterling Incorporated, the biggest werewolf pack on the West Coast. Hoping to get an internship or entry-level job, she is mistaken to be the Alpha's new Rental Luna, leading to problems of a different sort when she meets Alpha Sylvester. But there is more to her story than she knows. Her mother was keeping secrets of her own, secrets which will come out and change Apple's life forever. Will Apple and Sylvester find their happily ever after? Or will a life full of danger and mystery tear them apart?
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This is my third bonus shift this week at the Trail’s End Diner. I’ve been taking on all the extra work I can to free myself of this hell hole and I’m almost there. Just one more day of work and I’ll have enough to drive away and leave this place forever.
“Order up!” I grab the food from underneath the light and weave my way around customers to set a too-greasy hamburger and fries in front of an older gentleman with a wandering hand. I’ve been avoiding my stepfather’s touches since my breasts first budded, so I have learned how to avoid such advances.
If I were bolder, I might scream when his hand finds my hip instead of my ass or thigh. But I don’t want trouble. I just want to finish my shift and go home.
“Hey Apple,” Tony from the post office walks in with a big smile on his face, “I saw this and thought you might want it before you went home.” He pulls a large envelope with the words “Crescent City University” written in bold black font. “You know what they say about big envelopes,” he winks and walks away. “Congratulations Apple!”
Waving my thanks back to him I ignore the grumbling of my boss as I declare I’m taking my break and go outside to open my letter.
“The Admissions Office of Crescent City University would like to extend our invitation to Apple Blossom LeRoux to join our Fall cohort. The first day of school is August 19th. Tuition is due by August 20th…”
That’s only 6 days from now. A spot must have opened up at the last minute. My grades weren’t as strong as they could have been, so I knew there was a chance I wouldn’t get in. Seeing that I made it, I don’t care what I’ll need to do, I’m going! This is my ticket out of here!
Some people love the small-town life, but for me, this place is a reminder of pain and heartbreak. Now that my mother is gone, dead for almost a year, there is nothing left to keep me here.
Except for Zion. It’ll be hard to keep our relationship going once I move to the city, but I’m sure we can make it work. We’ve been dating since I turned 18, four years ago. He’s two years older, so he wanted to make sure I was an “adult” before he touched me.
But there is one step we haven’t taken. The biggest step. Tonight, I will finally give him my virginity. I’ve been too shy or too scared before, but now I know I’m ready. I want to have that connection with him before I leave. I want him to have something to remember me by.
Walking into the diner I tell my boss that tonight is my last night. Angry, he tells me he’ll mail my last check and sends me out the door. 6 years of loyal work suddenly meant nothing as soon as I told him I wanted to move on with my life.
Taking his rejection in stride, I jump in my car and head over to Zion’s house.
Zion is the mayor’s son and lives at the top of Hillcrest Drive, with all the other affluent families. As my mother’s old car sputters up the hill for what will probably be the last time in a long time, I am glad that I am moving to a completely flat city.
Zion doesn’t like his parents knowing I visit him at night, so I go around back to enter our “secret” way. He gave me a key to the garage so I could enter through the laundry room and sneak around the maid's quarters.
As soon as I turn the key and enter his home, I run to his room, knowing that he is likely there studying for his chemistry exam. “Zion! Guess what I….”
“Ah, harder!” A high-pitched voice moans followed by the wet slapping sound of flesh on flesh.
Is he watching p**n again? The last time I disturbed him in one of these “private moments” he got so mad at me for coming to his house early he didn’t speak to me for a week. I was so excited about school that I forgot his rule. Not wanting to embarrass him, I step away. Maybe I should have called first.
“Deeper, Zion, harder, ah!!” The voice calls out louder this time and I know it isn’t the TV. The TV wouldn’t be calling out his name.
Pushing open the door, I see my boyfriend, his pants down around his ankles, his ass pumping back and forth as he pushes himself into the wide, open legs of a beautiful blonde girl, her pretty pink toenails on her dainty feet matching her perfectly manicured fingernails that she uses to claw down his back.
I don’t know what to do. I feel like I should walk away, but I can’t stop watching. I can’t bear to walk out the door.
“You're so tight,” he groans as he continues oblivious to the fact that I am standing behind him. “Oh, I love how tight your pussy is.” He leans over and greedily suckles her breasts, so much fuller than my own and she moans in ecstasy.
“Zion, oh yes baby,” she pounds her hips into him with greater force. Another piece of my heart shattering with each enthusiastic thrust.
Their thrusting grows more feral and frantic. She screams, cutting his back with her nails as she climaxes, and with a final grunt, like a satisfied pig, Zion releases as well.
As they separate, the girl looks up at me with a large, satisfied smile on her face. Stunned, I take a staggering step back.
She knew I was there the whole time.
“Did you find the show educational, little sister?” Unable to believe my eyes, I see my stepsister throw on my boyfriend’s shirt to cover her nakedness as Zion blanches, his hands reaching to cover his now deflating manhood.
Screwing around behind my back was bad enough, but of all the people in this tiny town, he had to mess around with, he chose the one person who would hurt me the most.
My step-sister.
“Tansy,” I gasp, choking. “Why?”
“Why not,” she snorts. “Did you think a grown man like Zion was going to keep waiting for you? Someone needed to give him the attention he deserves.”
“Stop, Tansy,” he hisses, placing a hand on her shoulder.
She ignores him. “The way I see it, you stole him from me.” She looks down at her fingernails, smirking. “Who do you think he was fucking while he waited for you to come of age? When you still wouldn’t give it up we started back up right where we left off.”
Looking over at Zion, my eyes blurry with tears, I ask. “Zion, is this true?”
Unable to meet my gaze, he remains silent.
“You know what, Apple, maybe you should run home like a good little girl and tell your Mommy all about…oops,” she places a hand over her mouth. “That’s right, your mommy is dead.”
Even with the time that has passed, whenever I'm reminded of my mother's death the realization hits my heart like a stone. She was the only person in this stupid town to love me, other than Zion.
But he never loved me, not if he could lead me on for all these years while secretly screwing my step-sister.
It seems I'm more alone than I thought.
Am I really that unlovable?
Clenching my fists, I crumple my acceptance letter that only a moment ago I was so proud to show off to Zion. As I turn to leave I announce my good news. “You two are free to do whatever you want now. I’m leaving for Crescent City tomorrow.”
“Good luck with that!” Tansy laughs. “It’ll be hard to sign up for classes without money.”
She doesn’t know about my hidden savings account. I kept it to myself. So I march out of that room confident that she is just blowing hot air and trying to get me riled up.
“Just watch, Apple, you’re going to come crawling back here soon enough, but guess what, there won’t be anywhere for you to go! You are so pathetic!”
Her laughter follows me as I run back to my car. There is no reason for me to stay here and endure this torture.
When I get home, I find all of the lights are on.
Leaving my letter in my car, I cautiously enter the house. Since my mom died a year ago, my stepfather has been less and less predictable. Sometimes he’s drunk. Other times he’s high. Often he’s looking for cash or his next fix. It’s grown bad enough that I no longer store anything valuable in the house.
Which is why he is now searching through the closets for the last of my mother’s things. He mooched off of her while she was alive, letting her pay all the bills while he lazed about, and now that she has died from stress and overwork, he is taking what is left of her.
My vision blurs with anger as I find enough courage to say. “Doc, what are you doing? Those things belong to my mother!”
He turns around slowly. Tonight it appears he is both drunk and high. Great. “Your mother is dead you little bitch,” he belches as he places a hand down his pants to scratch his balls. As his eyes rove my body, I see his manhood twitch and my stomach rolls with disgust.
“You know what, I don’t care what you do,” I grumble as I pick the last of my mother’s keepsakes up off the ground and shove them into the tipped-over shoebox that had once contained them. “You already sold everything she had, but why don’t you keep looking,” I suggest sarcastically. “Maybe you’ll find something new.”
He raises his hand to slap me, but I move at the last minute and he falls on his face, knocking himself out. Using this as an opportunity, I collect my few remaining things, shove them in a backpack along with my mother’s shoebox, and head out the door.
I don’t need this misery. I’m done. Without my mother, this place is no longer home. It hasn’t been for a long time.
“Sorry Mom, I tried,” I sighed. “I tried to love them like you asked me to.”
Starting my car, I look over my shoulder one last time before focusing on the road ahead.
Goodbye forever, Pleasant Valley.
Crescent City here I come.
[Apple] There is an air of mystery that floats around the grand witch as she takes her seat at the head of the table and pulls out a second piece of ancient vellum. Setting them down before us, she waves everyone over to take a look. “It’s funny how fate works,” her sad eyes move from face to face as if seeing something inside of each of us that we’ve somehow missed. “We have everything and everyone we need in this room. Three fated mated pairs. All of you hybrids and powerful alphas. Do you realize how rare that is? How incredible?” “Only one in twenty wolves find their fated mates,” Sylvester speaks up and we turn, surprised that he knows the statistic so easily. “In the Crescent Moon Pack, our percentage is even lower. The last census showed only three fated pairs out of 1,000 mated wolves.” He shrugs, “to be honest, I hadn’t really thought about it.” “It’s why Rental Luna was formed,” Rudy explains and we all turn towards him with surprise as he talks about their marketing sc
[Apple] Hazel’s skin is glowing faintly with happiness as she takes her seat next to me. Grinning, I find my glow matching hers. When she reaches out to take Arden from me, I almost choke on my water as she tells me her happy news. “You, and Rudy?” my eyes widen in surprise and joy. “A baby? Oh Hazel, I’m so happy for you two.” A diamond bright tear trickles down her cheek as she nods, snuggling my little girl into her chest as she gives her a bottle. “I guess I should get used to this feeling,” she laughs, her heart light and full of hope for the first time in ages. “Maybe I should take Aspen too, twins run in our family.” “Do you know what this means,” I grin as I bounce my irritable little boy,“The solstice is in three days, a perfect time to have a wedding.” Hazel blushes. “We can’t do that, I haven’t even told Rudy and…” My cousin falls silent as the door creaks open. Following her gaze, I feel my own blood chill as I gaze at the person standing in the doorway. Her ha
[Rudy] There is something different about today. It’s a turning point, a moment of change. I can feel it in the air. But then again, every morning feels like a miracle. I never thought I’d experience the simple joy of watching my mate sleep. I’m a sworn beta to the most powerful alpha on the planet, and betas don’t take mates. No families, no connections to anything other than the wolf they swore their allegiance to for the rest of their lives. I’ve always found it an honor to serve, never requiring anything else. Until I met Hazel and my world was turned upside down. When we first met, I was instantly drawn to her fiery spirit and deeply caring soul. The first moment we touched was accidental and electric as she prepared the spell to save my Alpha’s life. “You’ll do,” she smirked the first time she asked me to partner with her in the creation of her magic. “We zing well enough to try.” She never wanted a commitment, and I couldn’t have one. But that didn’t stop me from wan
[Alexis] “When is she going to wake up?” Sylvester’s voice stirs me awake, and I grip the sheets as I feel his anger rolling from his body in thick, heavy waves. He’s the Alpha King, and even after everything that witch did to me, I’m still one of his wolves. “That old witch is your mother,” Alanna’s voice chides me. “The woman who gave you life. You should show her more respect.” “Respect should be earned,” I remind her. “She abandoned me. She closed me off she…” “Protected you,” My wolf slowly fades into the background as she adds, “It may have been wrong, but it was the best she could do.” “Alpha, please calm your voice,” Araminta’s voice is strong and confident, elegant and calm. How could I have forgotten how she sounds? Her voice is so beautiful. “Amy needs to rest.” “How much longer will she remain asleep?” he queries as his confusion and frustration filters through me along our pack bond. It feels so much stronger now, more clear. Now that the walls in my mind hav
[Araminta] The Alpha King seems skeptical, even after I explain the process, that I’d be able to redeem Alexis by bringing my daughter Amy forth. “She feels remorse,” I argue. “Amy is trapped inside her and she is going insane. I can fix that, bring equilibrium to her mind and heal the madness. The Alpha is silent as he thinks about my words, torn between what he feels and what is right. “She’s all I have left of Channing,” I beg. “Please let me try.” “She deserves to be executed for everything she’s done." Sylvester counters, pressing his thumbs against his temples as his fingers brush through his hair. “All I’m asking for is a chance,” I try one last time. “What would you do if it was your daughter?”“Alpha,” a broken voice speaks from the shadows as Calyx steps forward, rolling up the blood covered sleeves of his uniform as he kneels before his king. “Please don’t punish her,” he begs, "Being here tonight isn't her fault.” My heart catches as I listen to the young wolf pour
[Sylvester] When Calyx had asked for a free pass to commandeer whatever he needed for his mission, I had no idea he was planning to take a helicopter to save my ex-wife. Obviously, I should have asked more questions. According to the tracker placed inside the cabin of the helicopter, they set down in a large, open park on the north side of town. When Moon River City was built, the witches were given a quadrant of land near the far northern wall. This isn't unlike what happened in Crescent City and in many other supernatural cities. And like those cities, the land the Moon River City witches were given was deemed dangerous and useless. It was a part of town known for frequent rogue attacks and most wolves preferred to live in the security of the city's inner rings, where more than one wall separates them from danger. So the witches were left alone to do what they wanted with the land for several decades. "They stay in Northgate," I had been told when I inquired about the lack of w
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