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"MATE."
"MATE," THE woman replied. Her blue orbs shone brightly under the moonlight as she stared at her mate— the Alpha— who was staring back at her with the same intensity using its jet-black pair of eyes.
His eyes were dark like a moonless and starless sky. But still, those eyes are the prettiest thing about him. They are as cold as the night breeze, but they twinkle like the stars as they rested on the woman.
The woman launched herself forward, spreading her arms to wrap them around the Alpha. His smell was intoxicating, the smell of cinnamon and honey combined.
But before she could even hug him, two of the Alpha's guards held her fragile arms. With confusion clouding her mind, she looked up at her mate, and what she saw broke her heart.
The twinkle in his eyes is gone and was replaced by disgust.
"Back off, whore."
I woke up trying to catch my breath. My chest rose and fell as I did. I could feel my veins and heart pounding as I tried to remember my dream.
Werewolf.
And the Alpha and his unwanted mate.
My brows furrowed and my forehead knotted, trying to remember their faces but I couldn't. Their faces were clear as crystal in my dreams, but now that I woke up, I couldn't remember them.
I was suddenly becoming aware of the hot liquid pouring down my cheeks, and that's when I realized that my chest feels so heavy. My heart is aching, and this is exactly how the woman felt in my dream.
Weird.
It was like watching a movie and being affected by it.
I wiped my tears away to get those thoughts out of my mind. I don't know why I'm having these kinds of dreams recently when I'm not even into werewolf romance. Is this because I watched Twilight too much when I was still a kid? Or maybe because of the birthmark on my neck?
Sighing, I looked at the clock. It was still three in the morning—too early to rise.
I was about to go back to sleep when I noticed that my laptop was open, and not just open. It looks like someone had turned it on. It was placed on the study table just beside my bed and upon seeing the light emitted by it, confusion dawned on me.
Wait, what the heck is this? As far as I remember, I already shut my laptop down before I went to sleep.
Or did I?
Damn. Maybe I didn't. Fuck it.
I stretched my legs and swung them sidewards, getting off my bed. The cold floor beneath the soles of my feet made me flinch so I wore my slippers first before standing up.
Fuck. I should have worn my socks.
I hurriedly walked towards my laptop and bent down, leveling my face to the screen. To my surprise, Microsoft Word was open. The screen showed a blank page as if my laptop is telling me to write a novel— or even just a chapter.
I scratched my head in confusion as I tried to remember what I did before I went to sleep. First, I wrote a chapter after brushing my teeth and doing my school activities. Then, I shut the laptop down and went to my bed.
Dang, forget the latter. I wasn't even sure if I really shut it down. Maybe, I was too sleepy to do it so here I am, freaking out over nothing. Silly me.
I looked at the clock again. It's 3:09, and the sleepiness has already crept away from me. And now, at dawn, I have the urge to write the things that have been bothering me for these past few days.
My dreams.
The Alpha doesn't want his mate.
I ain't a romance writer, but I guess, there's nothing wrong if I try something new, right?
Smiling, I put my fingers over the keyboard and began pressing on the soft keys. I watched as letters appeared on the blank page, making me smile even more.
I couldn't hear anything inside my room but the sound of the aircon and the sound of the keys every time I pressed them. It was peaceful—the sounds that accompany me during my writing hours.
Halfway through doing the story outline, my eyelids begin to feel heavy, but I fight the sleepiness that has made its way through my nerves.
Dang, my creative juices might get lost once I wake up and I wouldn't be able to plan this thoroughly. But no matter how hard I try to stay awake, my eyelids drop as moments pass by.
My vision darkened, and the last thing I remember was telling myself to take a nap for five minutes.
But the five-minute nap became a nap decades backward.
Because the moment I opened my eyes, something weird happened.
The universe had broken its own rules—I was back in time.
I became the Alpha Prince's unwanted mate.
-----I FOUND IT hard to walk when morning came, so Alpha Shawn made me lie on the tub full of ice to reduce the swelling of my core. Damn. He was just too big. "How do you feel, my Luna?" his raspy voice was laced with concern, each word bearing the weight of empathy which created a hurricane in my stomach. Shit. That was just his voice, but how could it already affect me so much? Swallowing the lump in my throat, I nodded at him. "Better." The pain between my thighs is now bearable unlike a while ago. I woke up grunting and groaning, finding it hard to move. I wonder, what are the chances of people riding in a wheelchair after having sex? Those thoughts were cut off before they could even grow when Alpha Shawn kissed my forehead, causing a smile to form across my lips. I really love it when he kisses me. "Glad to hear that. For now, you should rest, okay? Let's pause your training for a while—" "I'm fine, Shawn. I can heal myself, remember? But the swelling was still there even tho
ALPHA SHAWN WRAPPED his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I looked up and met his eyes, staring intently at me. And when he slowly leaned towards my neck, hot breath fanning the area in which I will bear the mark, I shivered and closed my eyes. This is it. I felt him open his mouth, and his fangs graze against my skin like sharp daggers. I held his biceps and curled my fists as I waited for his fang to sink into my skin. My heart beat in a combination of anticipation, excitement, and fear of the feeling that awaits me. He planted kisses on my neck, making me suck in some air. My knees shivered, and Alpha Shawn seemed to notice it because he tightened his arm around my waist to prevent me from slipping. "This will hurt a little, sweetheart, okay?" he whispered near my ear, and I just gave him a nod. When his fangs sank, a gasp escaped from my lips as a sharp pain started to spread on the crook between my shoulder and neck. It hurts. . . but the pain is somehow bear
"SEE? I TOLD you!" Amaris exclaimed happily, while I was still here on my bed, thinking about what Shawn did a while ago. I couldn't take my mind off his gesture—the way he pulled my shoulder gently and made me lean against his chest just to feel how his heart screamed. . . for me. I shut my eyes tight and sucked in some air as a wave of emotions washed over me like how the sea crashed onto the shore, drowning me until I found it hard to breathe. "I. . . I don't know what to say, Amaris." "Process the situation first. Seems like you're still not over with it." There was playfulness in her voice, and I thought about what she said. A sigh escaped from my lips. Damn. How can I? How can I process those things? He likes me. And. . . I like him, too. The feelings we have for each other are somehow unbelievable, considering the fact that we started on the wrong foot. My gaze moved towards the closed bathroom door where Alpha Shawn had just gone. I can hear the water from the show
"AMAZING, MY LUNA!" Alpha Shawn cheered from behind the moment I hit the three watermelons. Pride swelled in my heart as I looked at the standee, stained with red, and the watermelon's juice was dripping from the arrow. My mouth went agape as my chest heaved up and down. Shit! I did it! I fucking did it after three hours of trying! My heart beat in disbelief as my eyes moved from one watermelon to another. "I'm the one who did that, right?" I asked Amaris for confirmation. "And you did great!" She even squealed, and although it hurt my brain, her happiness made me smile. A wide grin formed across my lips as I put my bow down and hurriedly took off my chest guard and quiver. Alpha Shawn's claps and cheers echoed throughout the forest, making my heart soar. I ran towards him, not minding my aching feet. I saw him bend his knees and spread his arms. Jumping, I wrapped my legs around his hips and he wrapped his arm around my waist while the other was holding my thigh. I showered
Shawn Xavier "I DON'T DESERVE to be treated like a piece of shit. No one deserves to be treated like that. I've experienced enough from my last pack, and I won't let myself go through the same situation again. Maybe you're not abusing me physically, but emotionally and verbally. And I won't let myself be abused by my mate just because he found out that I was a slave from my last pack. What a bullshit basis for rejection." A humorless laugh escaped from her lips, and her words made me stand still. She smirked and looked at me with a mocking gaze. "No matter how many insults you throw at me, I won't stop from proving myself that I am capable of doing my responsibilities as a Luna, and if you're here just to insult me rather than teaching and guiding me, might as well choose from one of the warriors to replace you as my mentor, Alpha Shawn." Her last sentence made me imagine a lot of scenarios that sparked a raging flame inside me. Just imagining someone holding her in places where
"I THOUGHT YOU were going to teach me how to fight?" I asked, almost breathlessly, as I felt his lips on my collarbone, pouring all his emotions on the soft flesh and planting feathery kisses on it. I gasped and tilted my head upwards to give him more access. His hot breath sends a cascade of electric jolts dancing on my skin. "Fight in bed, yes," he huskily said as his hands went inside my top, gently caressing my flat belly which made me gasp. Sparks erupted from each touch as pleasure caused my mind to go haywire. Damn. "No. . . No. I need to train—shit." My lips parted when one of his hands went inside my brassiere, and his fingers quickly curled gently around the softness of my bosom. I felt his lips leave my collarbone only to cover my parted lips, and my grip on his hair tightened. His kisses speak like the sunrise—warm and gentle. And it felt like I was cradled by the sun's rays as his hands caressed my whole body. But. . . no. We need to stop. I pushed his chest hard, a







