*Abby* (Years earlier) “Wyatt??? Where are you???” I cried, looking around the darkening yard. The wind was starting to pick up, and my little 9 year old nose wasn’t strong enough yet to find anyone. “Wyatt?!” I cried again. “Come on! This isn’t funny!” I yelled as I ran towards the back of the packhouse where the storage room was. I thought I heard something behind me but as I spun around there was nothing. “Wyatt!!! Alright! You win! Game over, just come out!” My eyes started to fill with tears as the rain started to hit the back of my neck and the sky got even darker. A crash from the storage room startled me. “Hey, that’s not fair!” I cried as I pulled open the door. “We’re not supposed to play in here...” I sighed as I looked around the empty room. “Where...” I gasped as I felt two strong hands push me forward, as I landed hard on the floor, I heard laughter as the door closed behind me. “Hey!” I yelled as I jumped up and went to open the door, only to find it locked. My hea
“Kitten?” I asked as I opened the door to the darkened room. “Where are you?” I closed the door quietly behind me and locked it before placing the key on a small table next to the couch. Immediately the intense smell of Abby filled my nostrils, making me slightly dizzy. Looking around, my eyesight eventually focused to the darkness. The room I was in was obviously a living room, with a large TV on one side of the wall with a couch and oversized recliner chairs facing it. Stepping over the strewn cat toys I started to walk in deeper. “Where are you?” I asked again, passing a small kitchenette... there was an empty wine glass sitting on the counter by the sink. Going further I reach a large bedroom. I freeze. This place... I’ve been here before... Slowly my head turns to the side looking for the giant windows I remember from my dream. Yes! There they are! What is going on?! Am I going insane??? “The two dollar tour...” I muttered to myself as I recalled the dream I had. The dre
*Mike* The bottom floor was chaos. Abby was in front of me as we went downstairs, people were rushing around and panicking. Glancing around there were huge gash marks on the walls, and dark red splashes of dried blood streaked the once white walls. The smell of blood was overwhelming, and an unmistakable smell of pepper was mixed in. Some of the doors on this floor were also marked with a giant bloody X. My heart pounded as I soon realized these were all the rooms of my friends! Where are they?! Are they okay?! In front of me Abby started to growl, I could feel her anger seeping through our bond, and an overwhelming protective urge began to radiate from her. “Oh, my goddess!!! MIKE!!!” I heard a sob from the side and felt a hug almost immediately. “Thank the goddess you are okay!!!” Emily cried as her and Stacey surrounded me. “We’ve been looking everywhere for you!” “Why was your link blocked? Are you hurt?!” Stacey began to look over me. “I’m fine.” I reassured them. “What
*Author's Note* Hello all you kind readers! This is the first spinoff of my first book, "The Demon of SilverFang" reading that one first is not nessacary for the plot of this book but it is recommended! Abigial’s POV The light coming through my window is the first thing I notice as I open my eyes. It is bright, and it hurts my eyes. My head is buzzing as I raise my head, something is different. Very different. Slowly I sit up, did I have too much to drink last night? No, I don’t drink like that... wait a second... I still have my dress on from last night. My shoes were thrown haphazardly against the wall. How did I even get back to my room? I look at my hands, they feel... different? They tingle with a weird sensation, and as I open and close my hands, I feel a strange sense of power. Just... what happened? Slowly I slid out of the bed, my bare feet touching the cold wood floor, my dress seemed smaller than y
I felt the bond finally release from me, my soul felt lighter, free. And wait, did I get stronger again??? I looked as my ex-mate screamed in pain and doubled over. Hm, too bad he didn’t feel the pain of blacking out too.The ass.“You... accept....” My dad started mumbling as my dad’s beta, Phil dropped the book he was reading.“YOU REJECTED HER?!?!” I heard my brother roar and in a flash he grabbed Mason by the collar and slammed him into the wall. “YOU MOTHER FUCKER!!!! I WARNED YOU!!! I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!”I looked as a wave of fear washed over Mason as my brother raised a fist. “Wait, Wyatt, he has to look presentable to his new chosen mate.” I muttered as I walked past them.“Chosen mate???” Phil gasped. “What?! You denied a sacred bond for a chosen bond!?”Ma
*Mason POV*We went into the Alpha’s office and closed the door. After a second it opened again, and Wyatt’s mother and girlfriend came rushing in. “What the hell just happened down there!?” Veronica raged, her pointed nose flared. “Why isn’t my son the alpha?!”Wyatt slumped down onto the couch and Delilah sat beside him, holding his hand.“I don’t know what happened!” Abraham raged. “Everything was going as planned, I felt the link open and after I started the ceremony, I felt the omega’s bonds leave me. It wasn’t until the Elite guards left that I realized that they weren’t going to Wyatt!”“Then you should have stopped!” Veronica raged again. “Now look! MY SON was skipped!”“You can’t stop once you have started to renounce the title. It would
*Abby POV*I sighed as I finally returned to my new office, my brother right behind me. Today has been tiring, seeing off all the visiting Alphas. I didn’t see my ex and I was happy for that, though I wondered when he was leaving. I wondered if I would even feel the pack link disconnect from him and us.Secretly I was thankful for my brother, he helped me to navigate this nightmare. I already knew most of the alphas and lunas due to my beta studies. However, talking to strangers was always difficult for me. And more than once he had to remind me to keep my head up high, as betas were still expected to show a slight submissive nature to other alphas but now I couldn’t. Alphas never submit.Groaning I walked over to my office chair and flopped down, dropping my head on the table with a thud. I heard my brother chuckle as he sat in the chair opposite of me. Slowly I raise my head and looked at his amuse
*Abby POV*I groaned as I was drug to yet another clothing store. Don’t get me wrong I love clothes shopping as much as the next girl, but I was getting more depressed with each outfit. Why should I care how nicely everything fits on me? I don’t have anyone to show it off for.Mariah sighed as she looked at me with sad eyes. “Look, I’m sorry. I know... how you felt about him. But. It's his loss, not yours.”I broke eye contact, feeling another wave of sadness welling up inside. “Yeah, I know that’s what I should be thinking. But, my heart... it still hurts.”“And it will, for a little while longer. But have faith. It will get better, with time.” She nodded. “And with time you will see... you are so much better without him.”“Say it louder for the rest of us.” Stuart smiled as he and Brian