Don't put our girl on the spot like this!
When I was a little girl, I used to dream about meeting my mate for the first time. I dreamt of feeling that connection and suddenly, nothing else would matter in the world but our bond. The one thing I was mostly concerned about was if it would be someone I knew in the past or maybe someone that has met me but I don’t remember. I had often hoped that it would be a person I didn’t know because chances are, they wouldn’t be a part of those that used to bully me, or ones who would stay at the side and just watch while I got bullied. Either way, I desperately just wanted to be free from all the shame and start anew. Now here I was, years later, standing in front of two mates that were fighting over me. And the most ironic thing about it all? One used to bully me, and the other used to just stand and watch. Goddess, I really can’t escape this life. “Hailey.” I get pulled out of my thoughts when Kylo calls me, the tone of his voice both pleading and slightly impatient. They
As soon as I got outside, I felt much more refreshed. There was really just something about nature that rejuvenates you and you feel more free when you are one with the tall trees and the warm grass. I thought of shifting so that I could run with Evera, but I didn’t want to ruin my beautiful dress Asteria gave to me and since the sun was coming down, I knew that the guests of my brother and family would soon be arriving and the event will start soon. For now, I will just take in this time being outside and at peace with myself. I continued to walk, and now that there was much more light in the area and I wasn’t technically running for my life, I had more time and opportunity to assess the place around me. Memories of that tormenting night flashed in my head and the fear I felt crept up in my heart with each passing second. I remembered how I tripped on that ground there, grazing my knees, but I had to keep going. I remembered how I hit the other half of my body on the tree t
I was nervous. No, that was an understatement in itself. My heart was thumping so loud, my hands were clammy, and every step I took felt like I was sinking into quicksand. I know that this time, things were different. For starters, my parents actually wanted me to be here. My mother practically dragged me into the ballroom and my father was pleased to see me, too. My sister, on the other hand, was nowhere to be seen. I wonder where she went and I felt a pang of guilt thinking that I might have caused it, that I might have caused her to shed away from the spotlight. But then again, I also couldn’t help but think that finally, after all these years, I was the one that was actually getting to be seen. For the first time in my entire life, I was the beautiful Alpha’s daughter nobody could keep their eyes away from. As I walked into the grand ballroom of our Pack mansion, the guests gasped and stared at me not from disgust, but in delight. If months ago they looked at me like I was
I’m half walking and half running when I managed to move past the amount of people in the ballroom and finally get to step outside. Any second longer in there and I think I would have suffocated. There was something about faking smiles and forcing laughter around these people who used to treat me like shit that just didn’t sit right with me. I guess no matter how hard I tried to tell myself that I finally belong here, in the end, maybe I was just never meant to actually belong with people that never appreciated me for who I was in the first place. I let out a heartbroken sigh as I pushed myself to keep walking to the nearest bathroom. All I want is to just go to my room, slump on my bed, and let sleep take over me, hoping that when I wake up, things will all be better. But the worst part? I don’t even have a bed anymore, seeing as my beloved sister had practically made my old room into her stockroom. Yet one of the many things that boggle my mind. How did they just accept that
King Hunter Beowulf I come from a long line of royalty and power. Before I was even born, many fervently prayed and patiently waited for someone like me to come. Someone to pass on the coveted title to, someone that would be deserving of the entire European kingdom, and someone nobody would dare defy. When I was born, everyone rejoiced. I was everything and more that they had dreamed of, which is why at a young age, the title of Lycan King was passed on to me even before I could find my mate, my Queen, which was far from tradition and rules, but my father, the former King, was always known to challenge such things. Everyone believed I was going to find my other half with no problem. I was their definition of perfection and because of that, they strongly believed that the Moon Goddess would give me someone that would also be worthy to stand by my side as I ruled. Not only will she have the most beautiful and magnetic presence, but she would of course be intelligent, brave, and mo
King Hunter Beowulf “The King is too busy for something so trivial. Go talk to your designated Pack spokesperson and then they can come back to us for the weekly assessment.” I heard the stern voice coming from the main hall. I had just come from my morning run and was only planning to get a quick bite before washing up, but the conversation got me curious so instead, I took a sharp turn and walked into the room. “My King! You’re here!” Alistair, the kingdom’s councilor, is genuinely surprised to see me appear, as are the townspeople he was speaking to. They looked at me with widened eyes and nervous expressions. “Ki- King Hunter,” they said in awe before bowing their heads. I greet them a good morning followed by a warm smile. Two little things, but that was enough to raise their spirits. It is exactly why I love doing what I do – serving my people. Seeing the way their eyes brighten and their faces light up is one of my favorite things that come with who I am. I do my bes
I began to blink my eyes open, the action a little bit difficult which made me feel uneasy because the last time that happened, I learned I had just jumped off a cliff and was asleep for three months. When I finally managed to fully open my eyes, I realized it was already daytime based on the minimal sunlight coming in from the tall window where the curtain was slightly parted in the middle. It took a lot of my strength to push me up and when I was finally sitting down, I took in my surroundings. I was on a king-sized bed with white sheets, wearing a t-shirt that was clearly much bigger than my body as it covered me almost up to my knees. I panic even more as I remembered last night and how I was wearing a dress, not… t h i s. How the hell did I even end up here? Also, where even is here? The events of yesterday flitted before my eyes. Saying goodbye to Asteria. Seeing my family again. Finding out Kylo was also my mate. Discovering Kage was a cheating asshole. Kage! I g
I’m walking down the halls of our Pack mansion while he’s right next to me. H i m. The Lycan King. The man who is almost stuck to me like glue. Earlier in the room, I didn’t know what else to tell him and I panicked so the only escape I could think of was to say I needed to shower and get ready. At one point, I thought he was going to join me in the shower. The craziest thing about this whole thing? I don’t think I would have said no. My hands and body are covered in a cold sweat, my heart's still beating loud and fast, and I am unable to focus on one single thought only. Why did this happen? How did this happen? Why me? He wasn’t my mate when I first met him, so why now? Was it because I almost died and came back to life… a new woman? And am I seriously going to have breakfast with him and my entire family?! I’m not ready. I’m not ready for any of this at all! “I can almost hear your loud and fast beating heart. Are you nervous?” Hunter–I’m still not used to calling him that–t