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The Fated Mates One
The twigs didn't stand a chance against the pounding of the paws along the forest path.Fast and steady, the grey wolf raced along the trail, the strap of the bag in his mouth fraying little by little as he ran.Darting into the clearing, he stopped so quickly that he stumbled over himself, landing at the feet of a very pissed off blonde.She taps her foot, her arms folded across her chest, and her brows drawn into a scowl."You had a meeting at eleven," she growls, spinning on her heel and walking towards a large house.The wolf makes a fluid transition into a man, quickly jogging after her as he slips on a pair of shorts."Avery, no, stop, please don't ignore me," the man whines, finally catching up to her."I had to deal with that insipid bastard for twenty minutes, York. You've skipped two meetings with him this week. You're the alpha, not me," she snarls, shooting him a look that would kill any sane man."Ave," he whinges, "you could have been alpha!! If you want to, you still ca
The Fated Mates Two
Alpha Zephyr was a pretty man, it had to be said. He was strapping, standing a head above most of the pack warriors. He had dark skin, the colour of chocolate, and the most mesmerising eyes that Avery had ever seen. But, as always, he had his signature arrogant smirk on his face. He had pissed her off again, before even opening his mouth. His eyes landed on Avery, and a smile descended onto his lips, as he walked closer to her with his arms open, going in for a hug. She punched him in the throat. "Goddess, and I thought you might be happy to see me!" He beams, "The video cameras don't do you justice, Miss Wilcott. You're even more stunning in person."Avery continues to stare at him, quirking a brow slightly, while York glances at his sister nervously. He really didn't need her starting a pack war, but it wouldn't come to that - Moonstone were a generally calm, peaceful pack.Well, they were since Zephyr had taken over from his father. "Hello, Alpha Zephyr," York grits out, as A
The Fated Mates Three
The next day is dull. Clouds hang over the pack, and everyone looks at the sky fearfully. Avery can't bring herself to get out of bed. It's like this every time it's cloudy.The day she turned twenty-three, there was a historic storm. That storm marked the occasion and realisation that Avery Wilcott was mateless. York and her parents checked in on her, but they all know - it's best to leave her alone when she's like this. The sadness sat in her chest, and she felt defeated. This is what the problem was with being Unfortunate. A mate bond helped to prevent negative overwhelming emotions. Without one, you were entirely left to your own devices. She sat up, bored of staring at the ceiling, that emptiness still there. It was always there, she supposed, but being surrounded by people helped. She scrambled through her bedside table drawers, searching for the medicines she was given for these moods. She dry swallows two tablets, wincing as they ease their way down.The day passes
The Fated Mates Four
Anger, a very familiar emotion, was coursing through her veins. She was seething. She knew people didn't like what she was, but to worry for children around her? She wasn't a rogue, she was deputy Alpha. Running along the border, her grey wolf darting in and out of trees, it's powerful paws pounding on the ground. Her wolf took over as soon as she left the orphanage, overpowering her human side. She was fine with it. Avery knew her wolf wasn't stupid, and she could fight better than most males. Nothing scared her, except maybe her mother, if she figured out Avery ripped another dress shifting. Her wolf comes to a sudden halt, her nose pressed to the forest floor as she starts sniffing.What the fuck are you doing?, Avery asks, and she gets growled at. Lovely. Even her wolf doesn't want to deal with her. There's somebody else here, her wolf snarls, inching forward slowly. Following the scent eagerly, her wolf pads silently and slowly along, squinting her eyes at something in the
The Fated Mates Five
"You're not as clever as you two think you are," Marie smirks, laughing a little as she observes her son hiding in the kitchen with her."What do you mean?" York hisses, shushing her as they peek out the kitchen door and watch Richard walk into one of the conference rooms with Avery and Roman, the former looking smug, and the latter still looking a bit lost."So where are your guards, oh all-mighty Alpha Lancaster?" Avery grins, throwing herself into one of the spinning chairs around the table.Richard clears his throat, sending a silent message to his daughter to behave, and she shuts her mouth and sits up properly. Her dad is rarely serious with her, so she knows to zip it and pay attention.She still doesn't appreciate that she's been left entirely in the dark about whatever is about to happen. Richard throws a set of clothes at Roman, and he catches them with an appreciative look on his face, walking into the bathroom to change, and emerging in under a minute, the dress pants and
The Fated Mates Six
The silence is deafening for a moment or two, and then Alpha Roman stands up, nodding his head."Alpha Wilcott, if you could get that paperwork done, I'll have it approved within the hour," he says quietly, putting his hand out for a hand shake.York shakes it firmly, nodding also."I'll get it done and sent over," he responds in a similarly soft and gentle tone, standing up from where he was sitting.Avery watches this exchange, standing up too."I can be on your territory tomorrow," she states stiffly, "thank you."Roman lets out a laugh, shaking his head."Don't be silly, Wilcott. I'll wait for you, my guards are almost here. I would have been with them, but I got out to stretch my legs, and then got attacked by someone," he teases gently, trying to get a smile out of her. She gives him a small smile, drinking the rest of her water before putting the glass into the sink."I'll need an hour maybe to pack, if that's okay," she says, and then shakes her head like a dog with water in
The Fated Mates Seven
The journey is quiet and long, without much chatter in the vehicle.Avery gets restless after sleeping upright for seven hours, and her phone only amuses her for so long, until she turns to Roman."So, how much longer is it going to be until we arrive?" She finally blurts out, her voice breaking the silence, and giving the driver in the front a bit of a fright.Roman looks up from the files he has open in front of him, and observes her with a mild smile on his face."Your brother warned me you don't do well with long car journeys. It should only be another few hours, we're crossing through pack territories instead of the highways," he chuckles, pushing a pair of glasses back up his nose.I like those, Sonya chirps up in Avery's mind, giving her a bit of a fright too - so the little bitch had decided to come back. Avery liked the glasses too, but she wasn't going to tell him that - his ego seemed big enough."How long is a few hours? I need to go to the bathroom," Avery frowns, crossi
The Fated Mates Eight
Roman eyes both women carefully.Avery looks slightly amused, keeping her gaze fixed on the woman, looking straight through Roman.Amelia is seething, snarls leaving her mouth.Roman sighs, shaking his head at them both."Mother, being an Unfortunate isn't a terrible thing," he reprimands, before turning to Avery, "you need to work on your temper."Avery knows she does, so she stays quiet, instead opting to take a seat, watching Amelia like one would watch a tiger."How dare you defend her!" Amelia gasps, before storming out of the room in a huff."I'm very sorry about her," Roman states, before walking back to his desk, "since my father died, she has been prone to mood swings."Avery nods in understanding, "I heard about his death. We couldn't attend due to a rogue attack. My father always speaks of yours highly."With all of this being said, the two sit in silence for a moment."So, what's your favourite colour?" Roman asks, pulling out a ring binder with various coloured pages scat
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