VIVIANAThe drive from the precinct after getting my luggage to the Samara Plateau was indeed a long one. A tiring one. And I was drained. My muscles were sore and my neck hurt like hell. The field today was a bit over the board.The cat and mouse chase with that asshole of a kidnapper finally ended when I nabbed him. That bastard took out his knife to slice my vitals. Thanks to my wolf side. Miracle was over-cautious. I saved my ass and put him behind the bars.The fatty kept yelling that he would teach me a lesson. I rewarded him with middle fingers. ‘Try me, fatty,’ were the words I mouthed at him. Emma would have laughed out loud in that situation. The fatty turned pale in anger. Stupid!Now, I wanted to rest, lay down, and sleep. But I had to reach Alaric. He must have been waiting for me. The phone was long dead. I didn’t get the time to charge it. Alaric must have tried calling me. I was relieved when the cab mister offered me a c

VIVIANAMiracle picked up Moon's scent. The perk of mating. She was joyous. She could feel him. I wondered if Moon alerted Alaric that I had invaded the Plateau already and he didn’t have to fetch me. It was a surprise.“Don’t worry. Moon won’t let Alaric know. I told him not to.” I heard Miracle. Oh… she had been a good wolf today. Why won’t she? After all, she would get to Moon in some minutes. It’s been a few days. I knew how bad it could be to stay apart.I kept pressing the grass beneath my boots and kept moving. It was a dark alley. Nobody was there. I had been walking for a good five minutes now. I didn’t see anything. No car, no guards, not even Noah. Was I headed in the right direction? Miracle won’t mistake Moon for anyone.“Of course, I won’t, Viviana.” Miracle said. I bet she had rolled her eyes at me. I did the same.“When would you stop doing that?&rd

ALARICI got Viviana settled on the bed. She had a warm shower. A long one. She preferred my black shirt over the clothes I arranged for her. Well, I preferred it too. She looked too cute, and fiesty. I fixed her some tampons, but she insisted on using pads arguing that the latter is good than the former.Girls! You never know to argue. More so when they are on their periods. I wanted to take Viviana home. To the pack house. But she wanted to have some rest. She wasn’t in good health. So, I agreed.We were in the other house in the southwest of the forest. I built it some years ago. It came in handy today.Viviana lay there over the bed. She stared at me with her puppy dog eyes. Oh! Those puppy eyes! On one side, they make me want to do dirty things to her. On the other, they make me want to protect her and swish her cheeks. I obliged with the latter.Viviana glared at me. Such a cute little thing. Wild. Not to forget. She snuggled into me. S

VIVIANA“What?” I spit out the desert and almost got choked. Just what did I hear! I turned my head in a bird-like manner towards Alaric, my eyes boring deep into his ones, searching for the answer. I looked into his expressionless face.“What’s with that look, Viv?” Alaric asked. Wait! How dare he?“Alaric! How the… I mean, are you sure you are proposing this thing to me? Are you joking? Tell me.” I insisted. I was running short of patience. I wished him to deny what he just said. But in vain.Alaric didn’t deny it. He was serious. He was fucking serious. About marriage! Oh, nasty God! “Are you for real now? It’s not even a day since I landed here, and you want us to get married? Did you, Alaric, The Alpha of this Blessed Moon Pack of the Samara Plateau forget that I, Viviana Miracle rejected you in the first place, and then you kept butting in until I accepted you?” I

ALARICIt was fuck! Not nearly, but fuck. And I couldn’t do anything about it. I just had to nod. I just had to agree. I did. What else was expected of me?Dad was the Alpha, the ruling one. He said it right. It was Viviana's thing. She had the right to do it. But it wasn’t like he wasn’t aware of the consequences! He knew exactly what lay beneath the surface of that valley!He was more cognizant of everything. Still, he agreed to it. I punched the tree even harder. This time my knuckles did hurt. I needed to be stronger. I landed another punch.“You should control your emotions. It’s good to be sentimental.” And there he was. My poking younger brother.“Didn’t I tell you that you are a pain in the ass, Ashton?” I glared at him and poked his chest with my index finger. He held my finger with somewhat disgust and wiped the imaginary dust off his clothes.Damn you!“I know, I k