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so long story short. here is another chapter from The Stolen Alpha. From Storm's povAnd by the way, Stroopwafels are really good. Especially fresh ones. They make them fresh at some market places here and you can smell them from far away. This sweet caramel scent.Storm’s povI didn’t want to buy a Luna. I had told my dad that numerous times."Well, if you had found one on your own, or even attempted to look, then you wouldn’t be in this mess." My wolf, Brand, said.Brand means fire in Dutch, and he is a bit of a hothead, so the name fits him. He claims he's agitated because I haven’t found my Luna yet to ground me, or whatever the fuck he thinks."Just shut the fuck up, you know I'm right." Brand growled.Dad didn’t tell me where we were going until I got on that plane. Both me and mam were pissed. She told me to show no interest in anyone, and hopefully, dad would just leave the whole thing alone. But of course, he didn't, and now I was stuck with some seventeen-year-old that I had looked at once."You like her." Brand said. "You might act like you don’t, but she is your type.""She is nothing like the girls I’ve dated." I countered."She’s strong, tall, beautiful, and a handful. Isn’t that exactly what you want in a mate?"It was. For years, I had tried to find someone who would appeal to both myself and my father. Someone who would be submissive, who could blend in when necessary but stand out at parties. Someone like my fucking stepmother. She knew when to shut up and when to speak. She knew what her role was, and she played it to perfection. She was fake, and I hated her, but I knew that’s what my dad wanted for me, and he wouldn’t let me become Alpha until I had found someone like that. Aaro was the total opposite of what my dad wanted.But seven years of trying to find the perfect Luna, hoping I might run into my true mate, didn’t work. I was twenty-five now, and most people had already been marked and mated. Fuck, most people had kids at my age.By the time Mama was twenty-five, I was already eight.I didn’t know what to do about Aaro, and I thought about it the whole plane ride home. I could cut her loose, but dad would find her and probably punish her for my mistake.I could take her as my Luna and try to have a nice life with her, but was that really fair to her? On the other hand, it was a step up from living at that school or being dead. And it would get my dad off my back, finally.I tried to ignore Aaro as much as possible, hoping she’d realize I wasn’t some fucking predator waiting to take her virginity against her will. I would never do that. I didn't want this whole thing either.Then the fucking lunch. Wow. Not only was Aaro purchased, but she was now treated as property as well. Changing her hair, her name—what the hell else did they want to change about her? Didn’t they realize she was worth just as much as the rest of us?Aaro was strong. She held herself in the company of me and my father, and our auras did nothing to her. Most people had to get used to our auras. Mam sometimes said it felt like there was less air in the room or like someone was sitting on your chest. I also could tell she was strong because, when my dad put a fucking tracking device in her wrist, she hardly screamed out.Even after blood started dripping on the floor, she merely stood there."I am taking her to the damn doctor." I growled. "She hasn’t got her wolf yet!"Dad shrugged his shoulders. "She’ll heal."I knew he didn’t respect women; I had seen it all my life. But this was a new low for my dad. Threatening to kill my mother, buying someone, and piercing the wrist of an innocent young woman. I really shouldn’t be surprised, but I was. I kept hoping to see some good in the guy, but until now he was failing miserably at that.I picked Aaro up, and she made a tiny squealing sound.She smelled good. She felt good. It wasn't like the other women I'd dated. She honestly smelled like stroopwafels. They're the Dutch cookies my mom used to get in the mail from my grandparents. They weren’t allowed to come here, but they sent packages, and we’d video call.Maybe if I got a Luna, mam could go home.I walked with her in my arms to the doctor without saying a word. She held her wrist, and by the time we got there, it was almost closed.The doctor smiled at me, when I placed Aaro on the small bench in the office."Future Alpha Storm. How can I help you?""I am not the one that’s fucking bleeding, so maybe focus your attention on her." I pointed to Aaro.The doctor nodded his head and quickly examined Aaro’s wrist. "I’ll give you some stitches, so it will barely leave a scar. But it should be healed in a few hours. Can I ask what caused such a peculiar wound?"Aaro smiled at the doctor, "a nail. I walked into a nail, doctor.""Just get it fixed." I growled.The doctor gave Aaro two stitches and put a small bandage on her wrist."Thank you, Doctor." Aaro said, before getting up from the bench."No problem, sweetheart."I grabbed Aaro’s arm that wasn’t hurt and pulled her from the office, saying, "this is your future Luna, Aaro, not "sweetheart.""Jealous?" Brand said, mocking me."I apologize, -" The doctor tried to say something, but we had already left his office."Get dressed, and I’ll show you the pack." I said.Aaro nodded but raised her eyebrows slightly. I knew there was a lot she was keeping hidden inside that pretty head. I could see the defiance in her eyes, but since arriving, she had acted like the perfect fucking mail order bride. What was she actually thinking?I walked ahead, but she kept following me."What?!" I growled, turning towards her.She didn’t even flinch."My room is next to yours, future Alpha Storm. You asked me to get dressed, right?" Everything she said was sweet, but "right" had a sarcastic tone to it."It’s cold. Dress in layers." I said, and I opened the door to my room and slammed it shut behind me.What the hell was going on with me? Why did I care about someone I had met hours ago? Why did I care what she thought or if she was hurt or got cold? I had treated the women I had dated fine. I mean, I didn’t love them, but I treated them with respect. I didn’t hurt them, at least not on purpose. I might be cold, but I’m not fucking heartless. But Aaro? Something was different about her, and it was confusing the hell out of me.I had some blood on my shirt, so I took it off and changed into a sweater. I was used to the cold, but even I could tell it was freezing today. I picked one of my warmer jackets and some boots. I hate it when snow gets into my shoes and my socks get wet. Shit, should I have told Aaro to pick sensible shoes?I got out of my room and waited for Aaro to step out. How long does it fucking take to get dressed?I knocked on the door, and she didn’t open or respond. I knocked again, this time loudly, and she opened the door, wearing the same dress.She had washed her arms; there was no blood left. But her face and dress seemed wet as well, which made the dress cling to her body even more. She had the perfect fucking hourglass figure, and those breasts were just the right size. She had put her hair in a ponytail, which I wish she hadn't done. I liked her hair down."What’s the fucking problem?"She sighed, as if she were holding herself back from saying something she’d regret."I apologize, future Alpha Storm. Most of the clothes here are for special occasions, and most of them are too small.""Come with me." I said, pulling her arm again.She bit her lip. Was she holding herself back from speaking again?I took her into my room and went into my dressing room. I picked out a t-shirt, a thick woolen sweater, some jeans, and a belt. She might be tall, but she wouldn’t be able to fit into my jeans. Although she did have a big ass."Which you love." Brand said, and I ignored my annoying wolf."Get dressed."She raised an eyebrow, and I looked at her, waiting for her to speak out. One day she would be unable to hold back, and I would know what she really wanted to say.But instead she looked at me defiantly and pulled her dress off. Shit, she wasn’t even wearing a bra, and that thong barely covered anything. I stared at her, admiring her beauty. Her nipples were perked; she must be cold. Her skin was smooth, and she had the cutest little belly button. And those muscular legs. she barely had a scar on her. Just one on her leg and a small scar on her knee. Wow, she was perfect.She rolled her eyes at me and began putting on the t-shirt, the sweater, and the jeans. She looked unsure at the belt, as if she didn't know what to do with it.I walked towards her, taking the belt from the bed, and I pulled her close by the waist of my jeans. I looped the belt through every loop, with my thumb stuck inside the waist of her jeans. Her skin felt so warm and soft against my thumb, and she smelled so fucking good. All I wanted was to stick my hand inside her jeans and feel her skin against the rest of my finger, maybe touch that ass of hers, but I held myself back. I tied the belt and took a step back."Let’s fucking go."Aaro’s povThis fucking Storm was hot and then cold. He was fucking hot in the looks department too; he looked really good. But I meant that his behavior was odd. He was protective of me, but the rest of the time he seemed annoyed with me or just ignored me. Sometimes it felt like he wanted me to lash out, but I knew better than to speak my mind. I was pretty sure if I was punished here, they wouldn’t care about leaving a mark or not. I mean, they stuck a fucking thick needle in my wrist to track me. How the fuck did that work?I searched the whole damn closet for something to wear. Layers. Whatever the fuck that meant, because the only thing here were more dresses. I gave up and I went to the bathroom to wash my arm. I tried to push the shower on, but the whole thing went crazy. There was water coming out of different holes in the wall, and I didn’t know what the fuck was going on. By the end, I was soaked. I dried myself off as best as I could and tied my hair down; getting it wet wo
Storm’s povWhat the fuck was Lisa doing here? As if shopping wasn't annoying enough, we ran into my ex? We were never that serious—well, I was never that serious. Lisa wanted more."Yeah, more power." Brand growled.Lisa only wanted the Luna title, and she would do anything to get it. We were both in that relationship for the wrong reasons, so when she tried to get too close to me, I broke things off. She wasn’t someone I wanted to spend my life with. And right now, she wasn’t someone I wanted to spend the next five minutes with.Warning Aaro about me was just a way to let Aaro know we dated. I didn’t fucking care what Lisa said until I heard a tiny growl escape Aaro’s lips. Was she jealous? Did she finally reveal something behind that fake smile?I couldn’t let it go and decided to see how far I could push Aaro before she growled again or said something that wasn’t polite and sweet.I didn’t expect her next words, though, and I pulled her back as she tried to leave.I looked at Lisa,
Aaro’s pov. I am so fucking confused. I’ve known the guy for hours. Literally, just a few hours and he’s already shown a lot of different sides to himself. First he tries to humiliate me by flirting with Lisa in front of me. Then he suddenly tells her, "I’m his Luna." Sometimes he's kind, and then he treats me like shit. Did he feel bad because I was crying? Because I wasn’t crying about him. The word princess made me think about how dad treated mom, me, and Elora as princesses. For years I thought they would come and save us, but I had to give up that idea and be there for Elora. She was my sister, and I had to take care of her, because no one else would. But deep down, I still missed them. So fucking much. Dad and mom were the kind of parents you can only hope for, and I even missed Logan and Reina, especially Logan because he let me play with his fur. I prayed that they were still alive, but I knew my parents would try to find us, so something must have happened to them. Maybe th
Storm’s povWhy did she have to ruin the perfect moment? She must have felt it too. And then embarrass me at the last fucking moment?"Cut her some slack; remember, she was only bought this morning." Brand said.Fuck. As usual, my wolf was right. I should not have thought that. He already has such a big ego."I’m always right, huh?" Brand couldn't be happier."Fuck off."I needed to think. I hopped into my own shower; I needed a really cold one. She looked so amazing with her dress sticking to her skin, and she stared at me with lust, making my dick hard instantly. She must have felt the attraction, or was that another thing she was faking?I didn’t know what to think. We were both stuck in this relationship now, forced to be together without having a choice. But I knew things were different for her than they were for me. I was raised here; I had a life before I met her. I had girlfriends and sex; I had traveled and fought. I had no fucking clue what life for Aaro had been like at that
Aaro’s povI knew exactly what I was; I didn’t need some fucking test to tell me.FLASHBACK"Did you know I used to be human?" Grandpa Cy asked.Elora was playing with Grandma April, while Grandpa Cy and I were walking near the horses."So you’re not human anymore?"He laughed, "nope. Although I still look like a fucking human, I am a full werewolf thanks to some weird ass ceremony.""What’s the ceremony?"Grandpa Cy actually blushed, "it doesn’t fucking matter.""So is mom human too?"Grandpa nodded his head. "She was half werewolf; you were actually made before she was changed into an alpha female. So you’re part human too."I didn’t know exactly what Grandpa meant, but I did know Mom was strong, even though she wasn’t very tall."Grandpa, how do you make a baby?"Grandpa turned into the shade of a tomato. "Fuck, where is April. Shit, didn’t mom tell you about this? I don’t fucking know, Ryn. Daddies and mommies love each other and they cuddle and make a baby.""How do Aunt Kat and A
Storm’s povI tried to get some work done. I was happy the test went well, considering the alternative would be that dad would sell Aaro to someone else or kill her. I had no fucking clue what he would do, but it wouldn’t be good, and I would never see her again.We rode back in silence, and I thought about this whole damn mess.She hadn’t chosen me. She had no choice. And although this hadn’t been my choice either, Aaro was the type of woman I could picture myself being with. She intrigued me, as not many women do.The geneticist said if she had been born a boy, she could have become an alpha, and if there was any woman I could see as an alpha, it was her. Although she kept her head down most of the time, I saw the defiance in her eyes. When she thought people weren’t looking, she stood up straight with authority, and when she spoke without thinking, she had strength in her voice.Too bad a female alpha could never exist. This world wasn’t ready for a female alpha, and I didn’t even k
Aaro’s povMotherfucker. Maybe I should thank Storm; I had the most fun I've had in years, and hearing him tell me he switched rooms without so much as asking me reminded me that I had merely traded one prison for another. I should have looked for exits when I was with Eve and found out information I could use to escape, but instead I ice skated like a damn fool, and now I was paying the price.I kept reminding myself I could be off worse, but that didn’t really make any fucking difference. I was still bought; I was still forced to be marked and have sex with someone. They can call it "mating" all they fucking want, but I know what it really means. Maybe I should just get it over with and make sure at least the "mating" part is on my fucking timeline.I got into the shower, trying to decide my next move. If I convinced Storm I was all in, maybe he’d trust me enough to let me wander around the compound on my own. Or maybe he'd let me go to the pack by myself in time. It would be easier
Storm’s povHearing Aaro be honest about her feelings made me feel fucking awful. She was just trying to find a way to make her first time not horrible, and I made her feel bad because my ego was bruised. Goddess, I was acting like a fucking jerk.I decided to come up with an idea while Aaro was getting dressed. Brand helped, of course, since he was obsessed with Aaro."No more than you are," Brand joked.Seeing her naked in front of me did kind of fuck me up. Seeing her laugh, the way she felt, the way she smelt. She was on my mind every fucking minute since she arrived here, and yeah, maybe you could call me obsessed. What else could explain this connection?I squeezed Aaro’s leg to make sure she didn’t mention my mother’s name. Ruby hated my mom, and if she knew Aaro and Eve got along so well, it wouldn’t be good for Aaro. As a Luna, Ruby held a lot less power than my dad, but she still could make Aaro’s life a living hell if she wanted to.My hand stayed on her leg, and I started t