LOGINAlpha's mate was killed decades ago, blaming a witch. He hated all of them from then on, pinning his pack down with his grief and rage. But then, she came into town with her sons, seeking a fresh start. Everything changed in town, for she was not who she looked like to be. She is here now to make him and the pack stronger than ever. But will he allow it?
View More"Why are you pushing me away,Alpha?", she asks with a soft voice, caressing my cheek with her palm, holding my gaze like i would disappear if she looked anywhere else. The power in that woman... A power that i know i can only admire from afar. The bleeding on my right rib side has stopped, since my Alpha wolf healed it fast enough to not die. But my body is still sore and the pain on the side hasn't gone away at all. Her hand on my cheek sends warmth not only across my whole body, but my soul too, a feeling so foreign to me since my fated mate died 20 years ago...
A WEEK AGOAmy
"Oh! I am terribly sorry!" I am thinking of all the things i need to do today, i never noticed that other people are walking by. Consequently, i just bumped into a smoking hot, tall and ripped dad, leaving the school yard with his son, and have both our paperwork scattered everywhere. "Let me get these for you!" "No, no, no, don't worry about it! Are you ok?", says the smoking hot dad, as he crouches down with me to collect his folder. Awkward smiles from both sides are given, while his son is watching us, rolling his eyes, and my son is watching two pigeons bathing in a fountain. "I am fine, just absent-minded. We just moved into town and there are so many things i need to do and thinking about them has me...", i blurt out, straightening myself while fixing my folders on my hands. I stop when i notice him, watching me with amusement as a smile is peeking from the corner of his lips. "I am rumbling, sorry, i tend to do that." I raise my hand apologetically. "I am Amy, and this is...", dragging him slightly to my side, he averts his eyes from the pigeons. "... Percy, my firstborn. Last year of high school." I smile proudly, clutching my folders and holding my hand out for him to shake. "Firstborn?", he asks, his eyebrows furrowed. His gaze never left mine as he reaches out for my hand. "Yes! I have four of them!", i smile widely, still hugging Percy's shoulders with one arm. The other hand, still stretched out to him, is being held by his fingertips, not for a firm handshake. "I don't believe it!", he teases me, "you look fine, happy and... bubbly", he chuckles. "I'm Thomas, and I'm delighted to meet you.", he adds, as he leans a bit forward while raising my knuckles to his lips, leaving a faint kiss on them. I know how i look. I know how i am. People always get surprised when i tell them i am a single boy mom of four. I have a lot of energy and i look ten years younger than i am. I have always enjoyed motherhood and i really like these little humans i birthed. But none of it means i am not stressed or tired or overwhelmed. I just bounce back quickly, i guess. "So our sons are gonna be in the same year?", i brush off his remarks on me, nodding a thank you and taking back my hand. "Maybe we should get together for coffee? Get them to know each other? It would be great to start high school with a friend.", i smile, tilting slightly my head to the side. My knee-length, floral dress is waving on the light breeze, and i readjust my white shawl on my left shoulder. Thomas's eyes are following my every movement while he replies positively on my invitation. We make the necessary arrangements and, Percy and Liam are introduced, and then we say our goodbyes. But as they walk past us, once again, my intrusive thoughts slip on my tongue. "Mmm, you smell like dog...", i say softly, but louder than i wanted. I am inhaling the air with nostalgia, my eyes closed but stinging from the tears threatening to escape, when i realise what i just said and i wish with all my heart that the earth would crack open and swallow me whole. That is not something you say to complete strangers! There goes my perfect first impression in the new town.. Out the window! I open my eyes, mortified, and with extra hand gestures, as always, i try to explain myself. He and Liam turned around so fast upon hearing those words, staring at me wide-eyed, i was sure they would start calling me names and such. "I am terribly sorry! I never meant to offend you! See, i love dogs, and... and... if you smell like that... it... it means i like your smell!", i try really hard. And then i realise that that is also creepy to say to people. I am on a roll today! They look briefly at each other, and i swear i saw a quick smile from both of them. But i could be wrong. At this point, i am too embarrassed to assess any social cues correctly. Percy is back watching the pigeons, but he wouldn't save me anyways. Thomas is quick to stroke my arm with his palm, reassuringly. "Hey, it's ok. We are surprised you could even smell it. I didn't think it was that much.", he says, raising his eyebrows, while scratching shyly the back of his neck, looking at his son that was nodding back 'me neither '. "Oh,no no. It's really faint but i wouldn't miss it. I have that scent imprinted on my braincells.", i smile lightly, looking down. I had dogs most of my life. Besides, a house is not a home without a dog, right? But now i don't have any and i really miss that warmth, that connection. The local dog shelter was the second thing i googled after the kids' schools. But, first, i want to settle right. Wait, what? Before i say anything else they wave their good-byes and walk away. Today's achievements: I managed to successfully enroll all my boys in school, picked up groceries with my very new car that came in yesterday and made a complete fool of myself to one of the hottest men i ever met in my life. A job well done. As i return home, i cook dinner and give everyone their paperwork for their schools, which starts in three days. After that, some cleaning and unpacking is due and then get ready for bed. We are all sleeping in one room, but the next days will be better and more comfortable for everyone. However, i can't take Thomas' words out of my head. He knows they smell like dogs? Do they have many dogs at their place? I need to find out... I could use some dog hugs to relieve some of the stress i have right now. I will ask him next time we meet...Oh, Gods! When is it? I forgot what we said earlier! Is it tomorrow morning? I just got a terrible headache.. I need to relax and have some time for myself..
Her next step is unstable. She stumbles and as she falls my wolf is faster than my thoughts. I move quicklly and secure her from falling. She really is unwell. I pick her up bridal style and our eyes lock in place for what feels like an eternity. My wolf is annoyingly cheerful in my head for holding her, at last, so close, and my heartrate has spiked. I set her on the couch and sit beside her, coming to the sad realisation that i actually care about her. I calm myself and ask again."What happened to you? I remember you being fine." "And i will be again. I just need some rest. How are you feeling?" she retorts back, as she raises her hand and caress my cheek. My eyes close involuntarily at her touch and my mind goes quiet for as long as the skin contact remains. She looks like she's been through hell and she's asking about me?"I'm a werewolf, i heal fast." I still hold her back up with my arm, her body feels so foreign to me but so familiar at the same time. I move some strands of h
My breathing becomes deeper at the thought of him naked on me. I realise that my need for him grows with every passing day. To see him, to feel him, even to fight with him. I watch as his chest moves irregularly up and down, troubled sleeping soundly during the recovery. How did i fall so hard? By the time i got to him last night, he was all curled up on the carpet, breathing irregularly with gurgling sounds coming from his chest, whimpering. Blood everywhere outside, started to also pool beneath him. I ran to him, stroking his matted fur and talking to him to calm down. The big beast allowed me full access on his body, in this delirius state he was in. I managed to stop the bleeding with my water magic, after i pulled the knives out. I caught the faint smell of vervein and panicked more. After the bleeding stopped, i conjured some vines from the ground and lifted him up to transfer him to the sofa. But as the vines grabbed him he screamed in pain and shifted. On the bed of the vin
Somewhere in the woods"Did you find her?", the man in the black hood asks, his voice low, filled with malice."I found the house, yes. But she wasn't there." the other man replies, panting. He is dressed casually, but now covered in sweat and dirt."A werewolf spotted me and chased me down. Your traps saved me, or i would be a dead man." He coughs, trying to calm his breathing. "She has a powerful protection spell around the house, though. I couldn't have done anything, even without the wolf." He sweeps his sweat with his sleeve and sits on a fallen log.The hooded man smirks. "Of course she has.""Why do you want her so bad, Gale boss?""Because, Roger, she and her sons are too powerful to live there. My spies tell me he already has them outcasted in the community, the boys have it hard at school. If i can make them turn against Sebastian, the pack is doomed.""You really think she will? Everyone says she is really nice.""She might be. But she is a mother, and her boys are being bu
I had a hunch, but now is confirmed by the doctor. My wolf is in pain, a different one than that i am in. I am out of breath as i reach my house in wolf form, through the forest. Shifting is always a risk as my wolf takes almost full control, but now he is stressed and not in the mood for anything. I mean, for anything else but to go to her house. But her scent is faint, she is not home yet. The night is well above us by now, so she can't still be at the mall. But why do i care? Her scent may be faint but i catch a different smell close to her house. It's not a werewolf and it's not from the town. My wolf gets super protective and he storms behind her house at once, growling and snapping.I run as fast as i can, sniffing the air constantly to not lose track of them. But as i run i feel a burning pain penetrating my ribs and my wolf yelps as he loses his footing. Three knives are driven in my flesh, up to the hilt. The burning pain is spreading slowly all over my body, and it require
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