Atlas I have been reading book after book of prophecies, trying to find what I was looking for. I couldn't for the life of me remember if it was a white lycan or different colored eyes. Still, something sparked the idea in my wolf's mind, and I was not going fast enough looking for him because he was completely annoyed with me being here instead of with Calypso. A mating bond solidifies her in his mind for the pack, but the rest of our pack will need more. So I could only look at prophecies and cross my fingers for the doctor's report. I loved being the alpha of this pack, and I was terrified of them losing faith in me because of Calypso. I know that my wolf would not let me not choose her. I don't see how anyone could reject their mate. My brain and every fiber of myself was aching to return to her. To at least see her and be in her presence. Poor Liam had been at this all night looking through texts. He was snoozing on the couch in the library. I was letting him have a break befo
Calypso I have been reading for a while with a well-stocked supply of snacks from Letha. I understand the mate bond and pack life better. I need to learn about vampire life, but since I am with a pack, that's a little more important. Once I am welcomed into the pack, I can hear and understand the other lycans around me. I cannot imagine how overwhelming that will be for my wolf. She has been so alone for so long. I think I will have to baby step this whole pack life thing. I hope that Atlas will understand. I also hope that the pack won't be offended. It's such a delicate balance. I want to make a good impression, but it will be tricky until she gets used to running with wolves. I hope Atlas is open to my suggestions that I must run past him tonight. The mate bond was a whole different beast. Atlas and I can feel each other's emotions and communicate through thought in both lycan and human forms. The whole thing felt unnatural, and I wonder if that is because of my vampire side o
CalypsoThe rage I am feeling is overwhelming. I get outside and scream, falling to my knees on the wet ground. He is supposed to be my mate, my partner. Someone that will have my back but the hard truth is he just used me in a way I am not used to. I feel like I am slowly drowning and don't even realize it. This was all a dream that had turned into a nightmare. They all hate me; I wanted to ease my way into this pack. Instead, I got thrown into the deep end, and they didn't give me water wings.How dare he? I hear a commotion behind me, so I run off as quickly as possible instead of facing it. I am faster than any lycan. I run to my place and grab a backpack throwing snacks, books, and some clothes inside it. I know I will not leave forever; I cannot; I have to belong to a pack or coven, but I need a minute.I pick up a piece of paper and leave Letha a note; she deserves to know where I went. Well, maybe not where, but an idea I will return to when I get my head on right.Letha,Than
AtlasI didn't expect the angry mob of people. Well, I did imagine that it would be like this. I hoped it wouldn't, but life tends to go that direction when you make significant changes for your pack, and I hope they will accept what you are saying as fact. It was a slippery slope when dealing with prophecies, and I probably should have consulted some people about it before springing it on everyone. I also didn't expect to see Calypso get so upset; did she not understand that I had to establish her in the pack? She was my mate; I needed something to make them see reason. Hindsight, yes, I should have talked to her before this. Seeing her storm out of the building, the anger spilling out of her made the lycan's in her path cringe in pain from the rage coming from her. That was new; I did not expect her to have that power. The worst of it all was seeing her white blonde hair flip around, and her different colored eyed narrow at me with so much hate. Figure your shit out and leave me th
CalypsoWaking up feeling the feeling of dread hit me in the chest as soon as my feet touch the ground. It is 4:45 in the morning, I had my father get me Letha's number, and I text her knowing she is probably still sleeping. So instead of waiting, I type out a message to her.Thinking about stopping by this morning, I cannot sleep. Letha: I cannot either; meet at your house in 30? See you there!Well, that was unexpected, but I feel better knowing that I get to talk to someone about all this craziness that is going on. I dress quickly because it will take around 15 minutes to get there. I could figure out how to get the coffee machine working in time for her to appear.I used my speed to my advantage and reached my house in record time. The light was already on, so I knew Letha beat me to it. I hope she knew me well enough to make coffee already this morning. Whom am I kidding? That woman was amazing; she made coffee, I have no doubt.I walk inside, admiring the space, even though i
CalypsoReid sat in my house as he brought a compelled hair stylist to the cabin. When did I start thinking this house was mine? He looked confused but sat quietly and watched as my white blonde hair fell to the floor. My father was speaking to the coven, and he didn't want me to be alone, so he sent Reid to watch me. I told him I needed a haircut and no questions asked, and they showed up here. But, again, he sat silently, watching me closely for reasons I couldn't help but wonder what they were."So why are you cutting your hair?" He questioned, finally at least asking one of the many questions that I am sure were on his mind. One of his dark eyebrows raised as he asked the question; he was so handsome in a dashing way. I read way too many shirt-tearing romance novels growing up clearly.Rolling my eyes at him, I was not annoyed with him but with my situation. "I can't stand the person who cut it and want nothing that she has created on me," I say bitterly, feeling like a pathetic g
AtlasI have been drunk for two days. Being no help to my entire pack, I was the Alpha for crying out loud, and I couldn't manage to care enough to lead. I was sleeping on the couch when suddenly I woke just now from Liam and Letha, who stuck me under the cold spray of the shower. I feel like my soul left my body when the water started pelting my body. I sat up like I was ODing, and someone stuck adrenalin in my heart.I shoot them a glare, "what the fuck?" I yell at them both, reaching for the faucet handle and struggling to get the damn thing turned off.Letha turns and looks at Liam, "I got it from here if you want to go. I will call you after." She says as she throws a towel at my head.She puts a set of clothes on the vanity and a cup of coffee on the tub's edge. "Finish that, get dressed, and we will have a sit-down talk.""I am a grown-ass man, Letha! Let me alone. I can handle it myself!" I shout at her, not wanting to admit that she is right. I was an alpha that needed to be
CalypsoIt's my third day of vampire 101, as I started calling it. My father trained me in compulsion for the first two days, and I wasn't a fan at all. I vowed I would only use it in a life-or-death situation. I hated taking someone's free will away from them. It felt wrong. So today was my first day of training with Reid.I don't know why I was a little nervous and gitty. I was feeling weird about it. After he looked at me with heat in his eyes, other than Altas, nobody had ever looked at me like I was worth something. Although, I liked the feeling. Yes, Atlas was my mate, but it couldn't hurt to flirt a little and win some self-confidence. If anyone needed a confidence boost right now, it was me.I get outside the door to the cabin, and Reid is standing outside the door. He is standing basking in the sun wearing jogging sweatpants and shirtless. Nobody should be this attractive; I think I had to hold my drool just now from the visual. He smirks at me like he knows he is hot shit, a