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Mason Crescent "I don't think it's a good idea." My younger sister Brooklyn was a tiny, blond thing but you wouldn't know it by looking at her right then. At that moment, her blue eyes were blazing at me with fury. "Why not?" Brooklyn demanded. "You know Mia. She's my best friend. She's extremely capable and she---" "I've offered her the job before," I said, "she wouldn't take it. She said she'd rather get run over by a bus then work for me. What could have possibly changed since the last time that I asked?" Brooklyn grinned. "She's pregnant." I stilled at her words. "Pregnant?" Brooklyn nodded. "She thinks it happened at Meredith's bachelorette party. You know, in Vegas? And the two of you disappeared and well…" I knew what the and well was. Because I hadn't told Brooklyn why I had been so hard on her little friend ever since I met her. Once I told her the truth, that would completely change their dynamic. But if Mia was pregnant, the child was definitely mine. Because while I couldn't totally remember Vegas, I did remember waking up in Mia's bed that morning after taking her to her room when she'd gotten so drunk, she could barely stand. And I had maybe been drunk too. And there was the small detail that Mia Conner was my mate. I was the alpha of the Crescent wolf pack. My father had given up his position to me when I turned twenty-one, and now at twenty-seven, I was the CEO of our family's company. When I had met Mia several years ago when she'd been in college with my sister, I had known right away that she was my mate. I'd shook her hand and seen a flash of the two of us together, getting married, and Mia with a baby in her arms. My wolf had growled when he'd seen her. But Mia had been only eighteen at the time, and we'd been dealing with a war. There was a rival wolf pack, Carina, that had kidnapped my other sister Meredith against her will the previous summer in an attempt to try and force me to give up power. I'd refused and my best friend and my beta, Owen, had gone undercover to rescue her which was how they'd gotten together. It hadn't been safe to reveal who I was to Mia then. But now… "What exactly are you insinuating, Brooklyn?" I said. Brooklyn rolled her eyes. "Please, you haven't been subtle about anything. I know, Mason. I've known since the two of you met back on my move-in day freshman year. She's your mate. And the packs future Luna. And she's having your baby. You need to step up and tell her." I sighed, and ran a hand through my short, brown hair. "She hates me." "She doesn't hate you," said Brooklyn, "she doesn't know you. Give her this job. She'll get to see the real Mason Crescent and you can work on making her fall in love with you. By Summer, you'll be having a June wedding." I growled a little, and stroked my chin."So," said Brooklyn, "what will it be?" Mia was pregnant. With my baby. And she didn't even know that she was my mate. "She's human. She wasn't born into being a werewolf. What if she doesn't want to be my mate? She could always reject me…and considering how dangerous it is for humans with werewolves---" Brooklyn glared at me. "Oh, come on Mason. Don't be an idiot. You're not going to reject her. If anyone can win her over, it's you. You're rich, charming, and handsome. The whole package. There's no reason that she wouldn't want you." "If I'm with her, she'll always be a target. She won't be able to protect herself." "You can teach her," said Brooklyn, "you're an excellent fighter." "It won't be enough," I said, "and I don't want her to end up like our mother." "But she's your mate. Our Luna. And she's going to be having your child." I shook my head. "I'm sorry, Brooklyn. The best thing that I can do for Mia is to let her go. She won't be safe here." Brooklyn growled at him, and her eyes glowed yellow. "You are being impossible." "Am I?" I said. "Think of it, Brooklyn. If I tell Mia that she's my mate, she's going to know that you're a werewolf too. It will destroy everything. No, it's better that she doesn't know who she is." "You're really going to let your child grow up without you?" Brooklyn asked. "She won't be able to survive on her own. And your child is going to be a werewolf, too. The future alpha of this pack. Think of how dangerous it will be for that kid to grow up without their family." "It will be fine," I said, "I'll make sure that Mia is taken care of." "How exactly are you planning on doing that?" Brooklyn said. I ran a hand through my hair. "I don't know, but I'm going to do whatever it takes to make sure that she is taken care of. She just won't be with me. It's for the best." "You're unbelievable," said Brooklyn, "and by the way, I finally got funding for my new app. So, consider this my resignation. If you aren't going to do what's right for Mia and your child, then I am going to do what's right for me and never see you again." "Mia, you don't know what you're saying." "I know exactly what I'm saying." Brooklyn stormed from my office, and left me alone.Three Mia Conner Three years later The culinary fellowship had been a gift. I didn't even remember applying for it, but after I got pregnant with my daughter, things had been so busy that sometimes I didn't even remember my own name. It was in California, and I took my daughter and moved to a small suburb there called Delta. I worked at their small, community college and taught pastry making. I'd started out as an assistant, but after graduating with my masters, I'd gotten the teaching position. Today was my last day in the program though. Even with a three-year-old, I'd still managed to save up enough money for my bakery. Within the last few months, I'd bought a place, and I had enough money to finally start working on it. Things would be tight for a while, but once I had the shop, I would finally be my own boss. "We're going to miss you!" my co-worker, Stacy, said. She was one of the other faculty members on the staff. She taught hospitality management. She hugged me tightly, a
Four Mason Crescent "What are you doing?" I demanded. I stormed into my sister's office the minute he had seen the e-mail about the new hire. Rachel Conner was Mia Conners aunt. And, according to the company wide e-mail my sister had just sent, she was also going to be the new secretary working for me. Brooklyn smiled. "I'm helping out family." I glared at her. Inside, my wolf was pacing, and it howled with anger. Whenever it did that, my eyes blazed yellow and Brooklyn must have seen it. Her eyes blazed yellow too as if in response. "Don't take that attitude with me. Mason, Mia is your mate, and you've stayed away from her long enough. Harper's your daughter. You deserve to be happy and I don't want to see you die because you're too stubborn to be with her. Rejecting her is making you weak. You need to embrace happiness." I clenched my jaw. "She'll get killed." "You don't know that," said Mia, "the world isn't the same place that it was years ago. Everyone knows that our family
Five Mia Conner For the first time in my life, I didn't have anyone to answer to. I woke up early, had breakfast with my daughter, and I took her to pre-school. I then had to pick some things up for the bakery and by the time that I was done with everything, it was already lunch time. I went to a restaurant nearby and I got a sandwich and some lemonade to drink. I was sitting on one of the outdoor tables when a shadow fell over me. "Mia Conner?" a voice said. I looked up, and was surprised to see Sullivan Carina in front of me. Sullivan was one of the werewolves that had announced themselves to the world in recent years. We'd gone to college together. He was around my age, twenty-something. He was tall, with blond hair, and blue eyes. "Oh my god! Hi." I got up and gave him a hug. "What were you doing there?" "My family is opening a new branch of their company here. I was sent to help oversee the California branch." I smiled. "That's amazing, I'm so happy for you." "Than
Six Mason Crescent "---and you know, Mia's daughter is just the cutest. Harper? She's three, but she's already super smart for her age." Rachel Conner had been rambling since she started her first day. The woman was nice enough. Mason remembered that about her. But he hadn't remembered how chatty she was. The last thing he wanted to deal with was her talking all day, especially about Mia. Since he had decided not to be with Mia, he had been losing his strength that came with being a werewolf. He also couldn't shift anymore. But his werewolf was still there, just tired and unable to be the fearsome thing that he once was when he still had the title of Alpha. "Rachel, that's all very interesting, but I do actually have a meeting that I have to get to." "Oh," said Rachel, "that's fine. Actually---" her cell phone rang, and Mason winced. "Oh, hi, Mia. Yeah, the job is going great. I'm actually here with Mason right now. Do you want to sa
Seven Mia Conner I had another weird dream. Instead of waking up with one wolf staring at me, in the dream I was in the woods. I wore a white dress, and there was a group of people looking at me. The strangers' eyes glowed a bright blue, then they looked up at the moon and howled. I looked at the moon too, and was surprised when a howl escaped me as well. It wasn't a noise that I had ever made. I looked back at the crowd of people in the woods. And in their place, there were wolves. Wolves that were looking at me with a kind of hunger I had never seen before. I should have felt scared but instead, there was a strange sense of calm. As if I belonged there. A large, white wolf came through the crowd and went up to me. Mia, someone was saying my name. Mia. I locked eyes with the wolf and I had the strangest sensation that it was the wolf that was speaking it to me. In my mind. My heart pounded against my chest. I saw flashes of a little girl, with a man and a woman that I di
Eight Mason Crescent I had a routine. I got up early, about six o' clock a.m. in the morning. I would do a quick workout, get showered, and then I would eat something healthy for breakfast before my driver would come and pick me up to work. On this particular morning, I woke up and started working out. I couldn't even lift the weights. I fell to the ground, and that was the last thing that I remembered was darkness. "…Mason….Mason….Mason, please wake up." Someone was shaking me, and I looked up into the face of my sister. Brooklyn looked at me with a worried expression. "Oh, thank goddess!" she exclaimed. "You're awake." I raised an eyebrow. My head was pounding, and I winced as I sat up in bed. "What do you mean I'm awake? What happened?" "You were unconscious," Brooklyn said, "and you stayed that way for two days. Mason, you know why this is happening. And you know how to fix it. You need to stop being ridiculous and be with Mia. You are doing a disservice to your daughte
Nine Mia Conner I was going to Vegas. Ever since I'd had Harper, I hadn't really gone anywhere. It wasn't like I'd ever had the money to. But I'd saved up a lot to get the bakery, and I had enough that I could make the trip work. When I got to the airport, I checked my luggage and went to wait until the plane arrived. As I sat there, I noticed a tall, burly man in a suit with sunglasses on inside looking directly at me. It might have been my imagination. After all, the sunglasses could have meant that he was looking anywhere and not at me. But the hair on the back of my neck stood up every time I looked over at him. I checked my phone. The plane wouldn't arrive for another forty minutes, so I got up and went to go and get a coffee and a magazine to read. I figured if I were right, the stranger in the sunglasses would follow me. As I was walking towards the coffee and magazine stand, someone grabbed my arm. "Hello, Mia." I looked up at the stranger that had grabbed hold of
Ten Mason Crescent "There's been a problem." Brooklyn traveled everywhere with an assistant. You couldn't be the CEO of your own company without doing that. Even on vacation. Brookyln's assistant was a tall, lithe young man with brown hair and brown eyes. I had been surprised when she hired him. Usually, assistants were female. But I supposed it came from the outdated notion that men in power wanted someone pretty to look at to help them. Either way, Quincy had worked for the company since the beginning. He seemed to be the only one that could keep his wayward sister in control. Brooklyn had a habit of doing things her own way. Sometimes, it worked out for her like with the company. But other times, it got her into trouble. Quincy helped her during those times. "What problem?" Brooklyn asked. "You had me track Mia," he said, "she disappeared once she got to the airport. I haven't been able to track her. And…