ALICE MORGAN I stared at my father, Felix as he struggled to lift the boiling water from the stove. He had never been good in the kitchen, and after mother had passed, Ayra had been the one in the kitchen. I sighed as my mind does a reminder, bringing back memories I don't want to entertain. It was pure bliss, the way I had made sure she had been rejected and pushed away by the pack. It was a total bliss assuming the role of a Luna as a chosen mate for Alpha Damian. Now it was bitter sweet because my father had seemed to talk about how he was sorry he had mistreated her, and many other gibberish that I certainly didn't want to hear. His tone full of regret which etched my ears badly. Putting the boiled water into a cup, I knew he was thinking about her. From the way he hung his head, the dejectedness seemed to fill the room. I wished Leo was here, at least he would've talked some sense into his father but he was far gone beyond. What was the point of regretting after a deed had b
SELENEI waited for alpha Jasper to round up the meeting he had with the Emerald pack, anticipation seeming to pour out of the pores in my skin. I stared at the full moon and I knew that I desired him, I longed for him. I used Josh to satisfy my urges, but what I felt for Alpha Jasper was different.I remembered clearly how excited I had been when I had been told by the moon goddess that my chose mate was alpha Jasper. I had seen it in the eyes of all my friends; the jealousy, the hate, the urge to be where and who and what I was. It was what had fueled me all these years, it was what had made me know from the start that I was a born leader, that I was meant to control the pack hand in hand with alpha Jasper.But now?My dream was been taken from me and I was watching, desperate to do something but not being able to do anything. What did I have against her? Even though I didn't know where she came from, it was clear that she wasn't a threat in anyway to the silver crescent pack.In a
Alpha JasperI was staring at Ayra as she slept, her hair a jumbled mess all over her face. The feeling of satisfaction is immense, and the contentment is floating in my belly, as if I had just eaten a feast and I wanted the whole world to know it.She was very beautiful, even in her sleep. Her right hand was beneath her head and her other hand held me in a tight grip as if she didn't want to let me go. It was something I enjoyed, the feel of her skin on mine, the tingling that I felt whenever our flesh came in contact. Her luscious lips glared invitingly at me, daring me to taste them one more time. The duvet covered her breasts, revealing only the valley that led to the abode of pleasure. I wanted to be in that abode, but waking her up was disastrous. I couldn't hear any noise apart from cracking sound of the cricket and the gentle breeze from the rear end of the window. I had a chance to go into that abode of pleasure once again.I am scared of kissing her again because I believe
Ayra I was looking at the beta coming towards me, his hand outstretched in an embrace. The rogues were all around him, their arms outstretched likewise, all of them seeming to come from different directions all at the same time. They were crowding me, boxing me into a circle. Perspiration poured down my back in rivulets, making the blouse I was putting on stick to my skin. They were coming closer and there was no space to run anymore. I screamed and at the same time I shot upwards, out from the darkness and into the light. The rays of the sun poured through my windows, and I wanted nothing more than the sunlight. It was one of my numerous nightmares where my uncle and the rogues seemed to be chasing me. It never seemed to stop, the nightmares. They were always in my sleep constantly, unwavering, refusing to let me go even if I was far away from their reach. I stood up from the bed, discarding the sheets that had given me solace the previous night. Slipping my hands into my lower b
SELENE I gazed at Ayra from my seat on the table. It was a battle of wills, this game we were playing. She stared at me and when I stared back, she glanced away. The hatred inside my system was threatening to gush out of my pores any minute, like a venom it was waiting to be unleashed. She had come into the silver crescent pack like a thief in the night, and had stolen the Alpha right before my very eyes. She was eyeing my throne next, and wasn't willing to let that part of me go without a fight.I watched her as she ate,and I desperately wanted to tell her to remember that she was with child, that she should mind the type of food she consumed. But the hatred in me was greater than care, and the silver of affection was no match for the revenge that I planned on a daily basis to dish out to her. The signs had been there all along, the signs that she was going to bite more than she could chew. It had been there when she saw the fuss alpha Jasper seemed to make as soon as he saw her p
Ayra I applied the last of my makeup, my heart thumping in my chest. My stomach was fluttering, and I had to admit, I was very lightheaded. It was going to be my first ball amongst the wolves of the silver crescent pack, and I was excited for it. It was my chance to make new friends outside the Palace, it was time to meet new people. Pregnancy didn't allow for the luxury of walking around a lot—especially when the pregnancy was as important as an alpha's offspring. One couldn't be necessarily found outside the Palace walls because it was believed generally that the pup within a wolf should never be put at risk, no matter what. So finally going outside was going to be a huge relief. It was something I wanted to do—to meet the women folk and discuss trivial matters. To meet the women of the court and admire their dressing. To watch the ball in all it's splendour and glamour. To get lost in the lights and the flurry of activities that was a silver crescent ball. I cherished this feeli
ALPHA JASPERI waited for Selene to round up her makeup, checking my reflection in the full length mirror in the hall. The robe was knee length, but it gave me the perfect royalty look. Anybody who me would know instantly that I was different from the rest. That had always been my plan, to stand out from the rest. That was how I had become an Alpha, from striving to become different, from wanting so badly to be different from the rest that I had actually become very different, way different even beyond my expectations.If there was anything I wanted, it was for Ayra to be on my arm and not Selene. I missed her already, and the few days I have spent outside her chambers at night have not been very friendly. Is this what I called a temporary arrangement? Is this what I had referred to as the meantime till she was delivered of her child?It was slowly striking me that even if Ayra was delivered of my offspring,I wasn't going to let her go just like that. She was my responsibility, the mo
Arya PovWhen the Alpha approached, In curtsey, I bowed, then raised my head to meet his gaze. It was different from the way he looked at me. That familiar spark was gone. What could be wrong? Despite the heat of the wine in my system, my head was telling me that something serious was going on. So even though I was a little drunk, I was able to control myself just fine.“Repeat what you told me in the car, Selene.”Bracing up, I watched Selene take a deep breath before she began to explain. “Ayra Scotler came to my room and stole my necklace. The prized possession my mother gave me before she died.”“The necklace with a silver crescent sign?”“Yes, that one. I was in the bathroom when I saw her steal into the room and carry it ontop of my bedside table.”The noise that followed her announcement was painful to hear. The gasps that followed a few minutes later told me the story that I wanted to know–that everyone was looking at me and expecting me to say something. My heart in my hands