I was the Alpha's fated mate but my rejection was worse than one thousand needles pierced to my skin. "I, Weston Bruce Furrow, Alpha of the shadow Moon park reject you, Zara Liam Adolf of the Night Moon park. A pathetic runt weakling like you is no match for me." I could feel my heart breaking, Tuna was howling inside me, and I could feel her pain. "I, Zara Liam Adolf of the Night moon pack, accept your rejection" ________ Ugly, good for nothing, useless and disgusting are the kind of words that Zara hears on daily basis and yet she has grown accustomed to them that she doesn't even flinch anymore. Being the Alpha's daughter doesn't protect her from the harsh bullying of the pack, not when her own father is her worst tormentor. Years later, the man she hated the most is back, and she isn’t sure why the man who had rejected and humiliated her is back. She is being forced to negotiate with him. Zara want to forget how he rejected and humiliated her but her pack needs protection and that means putting the pack above her feelings since he is the Alpha who could offer them such protection. They say that whatever you deny s he was hurting her with his ice cold tongue and his cruel raw touch.
View MoreHERO POV"Fuck… fuck," I muttered, annoyance bubbling up inside me. I winced as I tried to shift, the chains biting into my wrists. The sight of Jeremy, bleeding heavily on the cobblestones, was a sickening reminder of our predicament, Kristina was strung up to the wall in chains on both hands. Beside me, Walker's cage stood empty, a chilling giveaway to their brutality. They'd dragged him away, unconscious, leaving me alone with the buzzing electricity that crackled through the bars."Tristan?" I whispered, my voice hoarse. My bond with him, though weakened, still throbbed with life. He was alive. But Walker… I felt nothing. No connection, no reassurance. Panic clawed at the edges of my fear. Was he…"We have been betrayed," I breathed, the word tasting like ash in my mouth. It was the only explanation for how we all ended up. They'd been waiting for us by the river, their ambush perfectly timed. Even through the haze of the drug that had washed over me, I'd overheard fragments of th
ZARA POV"Walker, you need to shift. I can't just leave you here injured, and we can't leave her either. I'll help you heal faster if you shift. What's her condition?" Sabrina glanced back inside the cage, her brow furrowed with concern."Physically, she should be fine if she shifts. It'll help her heal too. But mentally... She's not good. Really not good." He winced as he tried to shift his weight, groaning softly."What do you mean? Is she scared? Traumatized?” Sabrina questioned."Worse than that. She's... lost. Like a part of her is gone." Walker explained. Sabrina turned back to him, her eyes searching around. "Lost? How? What happened?”“I have no idea either, why don't we go find out from her…”We headed towards the cage stepping inside, and there she was. Curled up in the corner, naked and shivering. Georgia. I recognized her from Elliot Settlement. Bruises, old and new, marred her skin. Cuts criss crossed her arms and legs. Dirt clung to her feet, her fingernails filthy. Whe
ZARA POVI crouched down, my nose practically touching the damp earth, after sniffing for almost an hour, I shifted back to my human form. "Okay," I murmured to Sabrina, who was hovering anxiously behind me. "Let's see what we have found.”I took a deep breath, focusing on the scents I had perceived in my wolf form. Hero's scent was unmistakable, it had pine needles and something uniquely...him. His wolf's scent was there too, musky and strong. I recognized them both instantly. But the others... that was the tricky part. I wrinkled my nose, trying to isolate the different smells. "Ugh," I grunted. "There are at least three other scents here, maybe more. I don't recognize any of them."Sabrina moved closer. "Does that mean...Elliot was with them?”I nodded grimly. "It's highly likely. I can't be sure without recognizing the scents, but it makes sense. He wouldn't miss an opportunity… he is mostly the one who had them captive."This was all a new territory for me. I'd never actually tra
ZARA POVMy heart hasn't stopped thumping since Finna dropped that bombshell. Sabrina, bless her, didn't waste a second. She immediately summoned Glinda. We left Finna and Hana back at the den, and even though Glinda had grumbled a bit about being able to help, she still transported us instantly to where Tristan's body was.The clearing by the river was peaceful, almost restful, which made seeing him there even more jarring. He was lying so still, so unnaturally quiet. I bit back a sob, trying to be as quiet as possible, and ran to him. The crimson stains on his clothes, on the ground… it was everywhere. My breath hitched. There was just so much blood. And... and he wasn't breathing. I couldn't feel a pulse. Panic clawed at my throat. "Tristan?" I whispered, my voice trembling. "Tristan, can you hear me?" I reached out a hand, hovering over his arm, afraid to touch him, afraid of what I would find. "Please," I begged, my voice cracking. "Please, Tristan, wake up."“Tristan…” I whisper
ZARA POV"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh," Sabrina breathed, her hand fluttering to her chest. "You scared us half to death! You were crying so hard, and nothing we did seemed to help. We tried everything! I was so worried. And then," she paused, taking a deep breath, "I've been trying to get you to just sit up for a few minutes now. Honestly, I was starting to panic. I was afraid, I mean really afraid, that the magic...that it was hurting you." Her voice trailed off, her eyes searching yours. "Are you okay? Can you tell me what happened?”I reached up and wiped my face with the back of my hand, but it came away wet. "Oh gosh," I mumbled, my voice still a little shaky. "I'm so sorry. I... I don't usually..." I trailed off, searching for the right words. "I've never really talked to my wolf like that before. I mean, really talked. And honestly," I admitted, a small, nervous laugh escaping my lips, "I don't think I've ever talked to anyone like that before."I took a deep breath, trying to comp
ZARA POV"Hey..." Sabrina began, tilting her head slightly, a flicker of something unreadable in her eyes. She hesitated, then pointed a finger vaguely towards my head. "Uhmmm, you still have some blood in your hair."I blinked, a little confused. Sabrina wasn't usually one for subtle hints. "Blood?" I echoed, reaching up a hand to instinctively touch my scalp. My fingers brushed against something gritty and… yeah, definitely dried blood. "Oh, wow. Thanks."Sabrina's expression shifted, a hint of amusement spreading across her face. "Almost looks like you've been having fun," she teased, but her tone was light.I chuckled, a wry sound. "Fun? You could say that. It wasn't exactly a picnic." My mind flashed back to the night before. The group of rogue wolves, bold as brass, had actually breached the witches' territory. It was a chaotic mess, fur flying, snarls echoing through the night. We'd managed to drive them back, eventually, but not without a few scrapes and bruises."I showered,
HERO POV"Quknquk quk..." A strange sound came from the window. At first, I was startled, but then I realized it was just a bird."We showered and joined the others downstairs. Sabrina and Hana were deep in conversation, their voices hushed as they flipped through a stack of books spread out on the coffee table. Zara, ever curious, tried to appear nonchalant about what they were discussing, but I saw the way her eyes kept darting towards the books. My wolves, seemed restless from the lingering magic in the air, paced around the room, mirroring Walker's own unease. Zara, seemingly aimless and tired of trying to understand what Sabrina and Hana were discussing, wandered towards the bookshelves, her fingers tracing the spines as if searching for something.”In the room next door, Finna and Glinda were having a heated argument. It was difficult to understand what they were saying because they were both speaking very loudly and quickly."Okay, so tell me about Finna and Glinda," I began, c
HERO POVFour days. Four endless days of trudging through thick mud, swatting away swarms of insects, and enduring the gnawing hunger that constantly threatened to consume us after we exhausted most of our food. It was a journey that tested our resolve and pushed us to our limits. I couldn't help but wonder why Glinda, with her incredible magic, hadn't simply whisked us away to her den. After all, she had done so effortlessly the first time. My question, however, was met with a chorus of disapproving glares. Now, as we finally stumbled upon her den, hidden deep within the heart of the woods, I understood.Glinda hadn't been expecting any of us at all.“What in the blaze is happening here, Finna? Did you all drive here because you can all just drive right back.” Glinda snarled, and tried to slam the door shut, but Walker stuck his foot in at the last minute, and opened it up. Walker, his grin as wide as the Texas plains, stepped in first. "Howdy, Glinda! Long time no see!”The witch dr
ZARA POVSliding one finger inside my wet heat, he settled back on his stomach, and his tongue was just as torturously gentle as before. Only this time, there was no trying to drive him. I pulled on the restraints, but they were surprisingly strong. When I tried bucking my hips, he kept me flat against the mattress, pinning me down like a bug. The man above me was relentless, his movements a dizzying blur. I arched my back, a strangled cry escaping my lips as pleasure surged through me. Stars exploded behind my eyelids, each flash of light a testament to the overwhelming intensity building within me. “Hero,” I gasped, my voice hoarse. Heat streaks my cheeks, to say I am mortified is putting it mildly. No man has ever eaten me out there and I don't think anyone would ever eat me the way he does it. Hero, stabs my forbidden hole and a tingling sensation coils in my belly. “please, I can't hold back anymore. Let me come.”"Yes," he hissed, the word a venomous breath against my ear. "Th
ZARA POVThe autumn wind whipped at my face as I hurried through the town, my coat collar pulled up against the biting chill. I couldn't shake the sense of dread that had settled in my stomach. The Alpha had summoned me to his office, a rare occurrence that usually meant trouble. And the fact that he'd sent one of his henchmen to escort me made the situation even more ominous.We hadn't spoken a word since he had arrived at my doorstep this morning and told me The Alpha wanted to talk to me. We had just walked in total silence, him at my shoulder every step of the way as if waiting for me to flee. Which was stupid. If I was going to run, I would have done that a long time ago. It wasn't until he led me through the halls to the Alpha's office and knocked on the door that he finally said something. And it was to the Alpha of the night moon pack, not to me. “It's Harry,” he said. “I have got her as you requested, Alpha.”HER, I didn't even warrant any actual name. That was how low I w...
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