ALPHA REXThe situation I met when I followed Logan back to the house wasn’t exactly the way he described it. Saying Leticia was dead drunk and didn’t want to leave was putting it mildly. She was making a huge scene in front of the house and my men were trying hard to keep her from coming in. I didn’t know how she managed to escape the morons at the borders when she didn’t even seem like she could stand on her own. I watched from a distance first as she fought off the men who were trying their best and failing miserably not to handle her with force. Her hair was disheveled, her make up ruined and her feet were naked. In all, she looked a total mess. She was nothing like the calm and composed woman who left a few weeks ago, accepting the fact that there was no place for her in my life no matter how hard we try to make it work. Leticia had handled our parting pretty well. I had driven her out of the pack myself, asked where she would want to go since she detested her twisted father
ZENA “You’re going to get me in big trouble one day.” Logan said as we both snuck out of the house through the secret back door that I’ve always used. Just this time, I wasn’t sneaking out of the house entirely. I wish I could roll my eyes at him and how dramatic he was being. “Keep your voice down.” I warned as we both walked towards the greenhouse. It was late at night, really late. I made sure everyone was sound asleep before I found Logan, woke him and dragged him down here with me. I almost didn’t make it out here because for some reason, Rex chose to sleep in the living room today but I had to find a way somehow. It’s been days since me and Logan went in search of my mother and I’ve been trying hard to keep things low so I don’t draw Rex’s attention. Not like he cared much anyway. He seems to be even more preoccupied with Eudora these days. Something was going on but I’ve been too caught up in my own world to care. Logan continued to grumble as I led the way to the gree
EUDORAI couldn’t sleep that night. And because I couldn’t sleep, nightmares didn’t come and because they didn’t come, I didn’t feel Alpha Rex’s warmth. I must be stupid, to still want his touch and attention after what he had done and my wolf seemed to be rejoicing triumphantly while I was in deep pain and hurt. Was I wrong about the whole situation between me and Alpha Rex? Was I being delusional all these while? How could he just switch from cold to hot and then from hot, back to cold again. His words cut so deep inside of me that I buried my face into my pillow and cried until I couldn’t anymore. He called me pathetic. He said I was worth nothing but a tool for men’s pleasure. He has never called me names. Never said such hurtful words to me and I just couldn’t tell what changed. It got worse when I saw Leticia in his room, on his bed. She had showed up out of nowhere after so long and he still let her on his bed. He made me leave the room for her and I couldn’t tell what hu
EUDORA My legs spun around quickly as I realised I almost walked into two wolves groping each other in the ladies room. It was bad enough that they chose to do this in the ladies room and still didn't have the courtesy to take it inside one of the bathroom stalls but rather right in front of the mirror in the ladies room. If they noticed me, they didn't show it as they seemed to be lost in each other. Both their putrid arousals hit my nose and made it sting. It was one of those days when I hated the baggage that came with being a werewolf with a strong sense of smell. Even though I was disgusted by them, I couldn't hide my envy. The aura surrounding them both made it obvious that they were mates and they must have been one of the lucky few who found their mates on the last day of high school which was today. I attended Alliance Pack high, a school that’s a mixture of high, mid, and low rank wolves from different packs and , just as I turn 18 in the next hour at midnight–was the
EUDORA “Mate!” No. I never thought I would hear that word. Not now. Not ever. Hearing it made the world around me spin and I swear I was dizzy for a second. So dizzy that I could slump to the floor right that moment and it would not be a pretty sight for someone like me to fall like that. It’d be like an elephant crashing to the floor and causing the birds on nearby trees to fly off because of the huge thud that rocked the forest. Now I was thinking about Elephants? I must be totally messed up.I was thinking too much. My thoughts were going haywire and my mind was a mess because this was one part of my life that I never prepared or rehearsed for. Maybe it would have been better if i didn’t know who just said that word to me. Maybe I could have handled it better than freezing on a spot, fish-eyed and jaw slacked. I hadn’t seen him in years and him showing up out of nowhere just to call me his mate had to be the craziest thing I have experienced. It was insane. Almost impossibl
EUDORAWhat exactly were the odds that your childhood best friend and crush was your mate? What were the odds that this minute, he was joking about it and the next, it became real? So real that no matter how many times I blinked, we were still standing here like this. Nothing changed. It was as if he was waiting for something so he could head over to me. He looked like he was about to snap at that very second. I don't know what gave him the signal that it was now okay to come to me as Conan now bounded towards me while I was rooted to the spot. His body called for mine in a way that I couldn't understand. I have heard stories about the mate bond and how it affects mates including newly found ones and I think I was experiencing all of that and more. Inside my head, I was screaming really loud. Conan IS MY MATE! Conan IS MY MATE! I was screaming so loud inside of my head because my mouth had run dry and not even a word was able to slip out of it. When I looked into Conan’s eyes, I
EUDORA. Please…please don’t say it. “I Conan Crawford, reject you Eudora as my mate.” Pain. The kind of one that makes me clutch my chest. It gnaws at my heart and eats deep into the depths I never even knew my heart possessed. This. This must be what it feels like to be rejected. This was the pain books I read on lycanthropy in the library out of curiosity went on and on about and took half of the pages of each book to describe. Different books gave it different meaning and I suspected that the writers of each book had either gone through it and relayed each of their experiences differently or they had a really wild imagination. If i was to write about mine, I'd write in vivid detail how I stopped breathing momentarily. How it felt like there was an imaginary hand gripping at my throat and forcing the air out of my lungs. I’d describe how my heart stopped pumping blood and the result of it was the stiffness of my body. How my thoughts froze and how I cried out when the pain
EUDORA. I was blatantly naked and Conan was still standing by the opened door, hand on its Knob while he looked at me. I didn't know at first–that I was naked, since my thoughts had been preoccupied with the distasteful sight of my wolf. I didn't know it until Conan snapped his head to the side. “Shit!.” he raised his hands in surrender, “I didn’t see anything.” It was then that I looked down at myself and I yelped in panic, covering my bare parts with my hands as a first instinct. It barely enclosed the revealed flesh. My second instinct was to run behind the drapes by the window and hid behind them, wrapping the soft silk around my body while my heart was consistent on beating like a drum. I cussed in my head. At my wolf for leaving without a warning and at myself for letting my guard down in the presence of Conan. I’d forgotten that the most important part of being a shifter is knowing the point when you would shift back into your usual shape and preparing for it. I didn't ma