The Mate's Forbidden Secrets

I sat in the rattling prison cell that reeked of damp stones, stale sweat, and death. The walls were made of scorching silver bars. This wasn't a place to just hold werewolves; it was made to break one.The only sound was the faint drip of water somewhere in the darkness, with only a faint light flickering along the creepy walls.The cell door was left wide open, my hands unrestrained—an attempt from the guards to showcase how weak and a mutt they knew I was. Yet I was still being accused of killing a fully trained Luna.I could barely fight an infant with my inability to shift. I had no werewolf side to possess the strength that they had. I would have doubted my genes if my foster parents and the Luna hadn't assured me numerous times that I smelled like a werewolf and therefore had to be one.I hugged my hands around myself as I felt my red eyes beneath the green lenses I always wore glowing in the dark. I dug my nails into my palms tightly, forcing them to stop, afraid of myself.Th

"Joan.” I groaned out in pain, my shaking hand lifting up to hold her's over the silver that was sticking out of my stomach.“Will my death finally give you peace?” I croaked out, coughing up blood in between.Joan did not need to say a word, the determined look in her eyes was answer enough.I owed my entire existence to Joan's parents, she might have not been the best sister to me but they were the best parents to me. They saved me and they loved me unconditionally.I pushed both of our hands and the knife sank deeper into me, more blood pulled at my lips, Joan's widened eyes looked up at me in shock.My lips trembled, I wanted my hate for her to consume me so badly too, I needed someone to blame too but I was so tired of fighting, I couldn't go on like this. I wanted it all to just be over now.Joan was suddenly ripped off of me, she landed against a tree before falling unconscious onto the grass.The smell of citrus and sandalwood occupied my senses. His ferocious growl made the t

The King's eyes continued to watch me deeply with a blank look on his face, and my heart hammered in my chest so heavily, it ached. "I'm not your mate," I ground out, my eyes determined. "You must be mistaken," I squeaked out in distress, needing space and air—lots of it. I pushed past the mighty Alpha King, and he let me, but I still did not feel at ease being away from him. It could not be true—it was laughable. Mate to the Alpha King? Tell me another joke. I scoffed in disbelief. With my shaky hands in the air, I turned towards the quiet and calm King. "I am not your mate," I repeated, daring to look into the eyes of the King without permission. A loud gasp tumbled past my lips, and my feet stepped back until my back hit a wall. The King's eyes were almost pitch black, and I knew he was fighting for control with his wolf, Eris. With my blood rushing loudly in my ears, I was about to choose flight when his deep voice tightly rumbled through the whole room. "Don'

I take my time in the bathroom. It had been ages since I'd been allowed to have heated water for a bath, not even when the weather was freezing.In the Ravenwood pack, the weather didn't affect them much with their active genes, but it was hell for me.My aching bones didn't hurt so much anymore, which was a relief. I never wanted to feel that pain again.I avoided looking at myself in the mirror, afraid of what I would find.I caressed the small of my back with my fingers, a heavy burden settling on my shoulders at what I could feel.I couldn't stay here. They would kill me if they found out what I was—something even I wasn’t sure of.I cleansed myself and got into the dress I was given.It was a pretty green dress. It suited the color of my eyes—the lenses I had on.I didn’t know what to do with my hair. There were no tools to detangle the mess it was in, so I tied it up as usual. I was never allowed to let my hair down at my former pack. Lucas hated it. He said it brought too much

I look towards Female Gamma Aria—she looks torn as she watches me take my seat.Can I reject the offer of the King's sister?I want to ask. I try to rein in my emotions, knowing that these werewolves with heightened genes could smell it off me with a single breath.“You already met the King and the high-ranking women after the Queen,” Melanie began her narration, and I had to make an extra effort to keep up with her breathless speech.“The female Beta, Neila, and the female Gamma, Aria. These are their mates—the second in command to the King, the pack Beta Hayes, and the third in command, the pack Gamma Rune.” She took a huge breath and a break.I cautiously nodded at the two men present. The Beta now had a child beside him, a little girl no more than four. He picked her up and placed her upon his thighs—she looked strikingly like the female Beta. She looked like a pretty angel.I didn’t know I was staring until her eyes lifted to meet mine, startling me. My heart sped up because I di