LOGIN(Book 1.5 of the Mate’s Series) "W-why are you doing this?" Her voice is like the sweetest song in my ears. "I-I'm not good enough to be your mate... l-let alone the Luna. S-so why... why are you accepting me? I-I don't understand..." I take her hands carefully and look into her eyes, which shimmer like violet gemstones in the moonlight. "I've always known you're my mate, Ebony. I'd never reject you. You're too lovely and adorable." As Ebony's pale face turns a soft pink, I lean forward and kiss her cheek. "B-but I'll do a terrible job. I... I... I'm not strong enough... I won't be any good to anyone..." As tears brim in her eyes, I pull her into a hug. "I love you, always and forever. So please... don't turn your back on me. But most of all... never put yourself down." I hold her close. "Didn't I tell you before? You'd be the one to give me the best birthday present of my life. So please... don't push me away, Ebony." ~~~~~~ From the moment Skylar saw Ebony, he knew she was the one for him. Everyone thought it was merely love at first sight—a simple crush that would fade away—but that couldn't be further from the truth. Being the son of a true Luna, he was born with his wolf, Jaden, already awakened and could tell who his mate was immediately. With Ebony by his side, nothing could stop him as he learns to become Crimson Moon Pack's next alpha, but an unwanted guest soon appears, breaking his blissful honeymoon phase. As he and his mate are tested, will they be able to work as a perfect team? Or will inner conflicts make it impossible?
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"Mama, when can I go and play with Ebony?" I ask again, hopping around impatiently. "I ate and brushed my teeth and got dressed. I even helped Daddy dress the babies!" Mama sighs softly and shakes her head. "Soon, little Sky, soon." She pats the top of my head. "Zoey says she's getting ready for the day now. It's not proper to barge in when a lady is getting dressed." I groan and sigh. Why do girls always take so long to get ready? Just throw on some clothes and go, go, go! That's what I do! 'Patience, Skylar.' That voice tells me. 'If she did that, then she wouldn't be as pretty as she normally is. We both like seeing her pretty, right?' My face starts to burn, and Mama looks down at me. "Oh, my little Sky and his cute little crush." She ruffles my hair, and I let out a small protest. "You're so adorable when you're embarrassed." I huff and shake my head. "You're a meanie, Mama." With that, I spin away and run outside. Mama calls for me, but I just keep running. If she won't take me over there, then I'll go by myself! It's so unfair! Why can't any of the grown-ups understand? They're so weird and stupid! They tell me to wait for them and then take forever, and then make fun of me all at once! As I stop in front of Ebony's house, I let out a small huff. Why does everyone call it a crush anyway? That's so childish! It's all just foolish adult nonsense! She's the same to me as Mama is to Daddy, and that's all there is to it! 'That's right, Skylar.' That voice whispers in my head. 'Ebony belongs to us. Never forget that, and always protect her. She's very precious to us. She's ours and no one else's.' Well, duh! I already know that! Ebony is my bestest friend ever, and I'll never let anyone else have her! The voice sighs in my head but says nothing more, and I can't help but frown. Why does it sound disappointed? Shaking the thoughts away, I walk over and knock on the door. I can't wait to play with Ebony today! Will we play tag? Hide and seek? I feel like hopping around in excitement! I'm so hyper! I hope it doesn't scare her again! I perk up when the door opens and I see Ebony's mama at the door. Zoey looks so much like my best friend, though people say she's very scary. I don't see it, though! She's always smiling around me and Ebony! "Hello there. It's a bit early, as Ebony is still getting dried off and dressed, but you can come on in and wait." Zoey smiles down at me and lets me inside. "Don't go up and see her yet, though! It's improper for a boy to barge in on a girl getting ready for the day." My face burns once more. "I—I wasn't going to do that!" I stammer and scurry over to their couch. Yet another weird adult! Do they all just enjoy embarrassing me? Hearing Zoey chuckle answers my question, and I huff under my breath. I sit in silence for a while, though I'm squirmy from all the energy I have. I blame the yummy syrup and jelly from my pancakes! Why is she taking so long? Mama always takes a long time too. Is it a girl thing? I hear footsteps coming down the stairs and turn around on the couch to look back. I grin happily and wave. "Hi, Ebony!" She jumps slightly and looks at me with wide black eyes. "I've been waiting forever! Did you eat already? I wanna play!" Ebony's face turns pink, making her even cuter than normal. She tucks some black hair behind her ears and nods. "I-I already ate... sorry for taking so long... I couldn't decide what to wear." She whispers while playing with her hands. Zoey must have done her hair, as it's styled in two loose front braids. It's always so pretty in the moonlight, as it has a purple hue. She also has a purple shirt on along with a pair of black overalls and some purple sneakers. She looks so ready for a day of endless fun! I start to say something to compliment her appearance when Zoey chuckles yet again. "Don't scare my pup too much now." She pats the top of Ebony's head and smiles at me. "You two take care now. Don't go into the woods by yourselves, though. Stay around here." I nod and puff up my cheeks. "Of course! I will never let any meanies get their icky hands on my Ebony!" I say firmly and walk over. I take Ebony's hand and grin. "Let's go!" Ebony stumbles after me but never complains. A small smile forms on her face, and she giggles as she too is very excited. She may be very shy, but she's also just as much of a hyper kid as me! 'We must protect her with everything we have,' that voice whispers in my mind. Nothing bad should ever come her way. 'She deserves everything, and we must give it to her.' I already know that! As I shout this in my mind, Ebony tugs at me. "Y-you okay?" I look back at her and tilt my head. "Y-you just looked far away... that's all." I shake my head and flash her a cheerful grin. "No need to worry! I'm perfectly fine." I then let go of her hand and tap her shoulder. "Tag! You're it!" With that, I take off, making Ebony cry out her complaint before chasing after me. Nothing like a nice game of tag with my bestest friend to start the day! No weird adult thoughts today! A life of fun is ahead of us, and I know I will enjoy spending it with Ebony!Skylar I rush through the forest with all my strength. I can easily catch her, but I also recognize the route she's taking. She's subconsciously heading for our spot by the lake. Just like me, this must be where she goes when she's in a crisis. The thought would have warmed my heart if not for our current situation. So many questions run through my mind. Why is she running away? Why did she turn white as a ghost? Why didn't she say anything? Will we be okay after all this? I shake my head firmly and keep running. I can't let this slow me down, nor can I let it distract me. It's now or never. I'll never get the chance to clear this up after this. Most of all, I can't let Ebony go like this. I slide to a stop when I get to the lake and spot Ebony leaning against a rock and panting heavily as if struggling to breathe. Worried, I go over to her and reach out. "Ebony, please calm down..." Ebony flinches and jumps away from me, shaking like a leaf. She looks terrified for some reason
~Some time earlier~ Skylar “Mom, that’s enough,” I groan as she continues to adjust my clothes. “You’ve been doing this for 30 minutes at this point, and that’s not even counting the other outfits you had me try on.” I regret not falling back to sleep. Had I known Mom would be doing this so early in the morning over and over again, I would have at least tried. I don’t know how much more I can take. I close my eyes, and all I see are clothes, clothes, and more clothes. Mom looks up at me and puffs out her cheeks. “You only turn 18 once. I’m going to make sure it’s perfect so I can keep this image in my head forever,” she says firmly and stands back. “This one makes you look too stiff...” I groan once more and shake my head. I just want this nightmare to end already! “Can’t I just wear what I picked out ahead of time?” I ask, only to get a glare from her. I don’t think it’s that bad. I picked out a nice pair of dark dress pants, a neat-looking button-up shirt, and a dark jacket th
Ebony When I step outside, I'm immediately overwhelmed by loud noises and many voices. Our pack rarely gets this rowdy, but then again, this is the 18th birthday of our future Alpha. I walk nervously toward the noise and fidget with my hands. I've always hated crowds, opting to stay back in the shadows. Too many eyes on me make me freeze. The only time this isn't the case is when I'm practicing with Mom. Being a warrior wolf is all I've ever known. Most say it shouldn't suit me, but when I'm sparring in the moment, nothing can stop me. I can even take down many of the male trainees without breaking a sweat. I'm happy to have something I'm good at. It means I'm not going to be completely useless in the future. If I can't be by Sky's side as I want to be, at least I can protect him in battle one day. "Well, well." I jump as a sudden voice pulls me out of my thoughts. When I look up, a pretty girl named Helena stands just ahead of me with two girls beside her. "What do we have her
Ebony Unable to fall back asleep, I just waste time and decide to clean my room instead. The thought process is that maybe if my room is organized, then my thoughts won't be such a mess too. My mind swims as I start taking out my clothes, only to fold them again. Skylar won't abandon me. We mean so much to each other, and without me, he would have never made his way back home. But am I sure about that? Aren't I acting too arrogantly? Skylar broke the spell himself and ran all the way home on that beaten body. He never let his spirit be broken by his abusers either. He's strong-willed, unlike me. Wouldn't it be better to throw away someone like me? I push away those thoughts weakly, though they remain a dull roar in the back of my mind. I have to believe him. Skylar is a good man and friend. He already promised to keep me close anyway. But aren't promises made to be broken when they're too troublesome? I want more from him anyway. If I continue to push and wish for more, won't it






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