DECLAN What were the odds of meeting him again? I had smelled him from miles afar before our paths even crossed. A part of me was dead sure I should have taken another route because I knew what was bound to happen if I saw him. Yet, I had ignored that subtle warning in my head and continued on my way. Pack meetings were usually uneventful. My wolf seemed to want some smoke. I found him a few seconds later, his vehicle parked not too far away. His hood was up and his face was buried in the engine as he cursed away. Car troubles, I supposed. I knew not to get too close especially not with Alice on my back but I couldn't stop myself. He was cute. I stopped my vehicle right in front of him. His entire body paused for a moment and from the corner of his eyes, I noticed his eyes went my way only for him to pretend to busy himself with something under the hood so it would look like he wasn't paying me attention. It awakened something inside me. The hunter buried within. I remained inside

ALICE Things were getting better. Declan had been very cooperative and as the days passed, he had even become bearable. Enough to get myself to believe that this could actually work. Next week was going to be big because he would be announcing in the next pack meeting that we were officially a thing and the ritual would commence. I danced around the room just thinking about it. The title of Luna would be mine soon and the sweetener was I had the Alpha of the Gardenia pack wrapped around my fingers. It was dark and Declan would be back from his pack meeting. I sat in front of the mirror and got to work. I fixed my hair, cleaned my face, and applied lipgloss, I put on some perfume and slipped into my dress. A black lacy gown that barely reached my knees. I looked at my outfit one last time and nodded in approval. This was going to be a night for celebration. I grabbed some chocolate biscuits, opened a bottle of champagne, popped open two glasses, and went out onto the terrace to wait f

DECLAN I was woken up the following morning by the sound of trumpets. The ones that were only sung when someone of great importance arrived at the pack grounds. I slumped to my left expecting to see Alice but she was nowhere to be found. I immediately jumped to my feet and surveyed my surroundings. The clothes I had tossed around were nowhere to be found, implying that Alice had taken care of them. Had she been expecting someone? I wondered. My curiosity did not have to wait though. Servants came knocking soon after. I opened up my front door for them to enter my bedroom. They began cleaning up in haste. The main objective was looking pretty much like they didn't want anyone to notice that I had just spent the last few hours snoring."What is happening?"They ignored me and proceeded to go through my drawers, I watched carefully as they picked out clothing that had the Gardenia crest. Formal wear. That prompted the first question."Who was the trumpet for?""Your parents." They answ

ELOISEMy decision to still spend a few days with Orla turned out to be a blessing in disguise as I got to see Matthan every passing day. We went on dates and even on walks. It made it seem like a normal relationship. I did notice a difference. Unlike how it had been with John, I didn't feel fake. John had been great and I had loved him. He made life better. He was one of those people that actually made me enjoy life but the whole time we were together, there was just this voice at the back of my head, telling me it was all make-believe. Reminding me that no matter how hard I tried to be normal. I wasn't normal and I would never be. With Matthan, I really didn't have to hide some parts of myself. He knew it all. But that didn't also mean my relationship with Matthan was perfect. There were still cracks here and there. One thing that still bothered me was Matthan's dynamic when it came to relationships. It wasn't just the words Declan had whispered into my ears. I knew how he had been t

ALICE At the arrival of the sun, everyone in the mansion seemed to join in. The quietly calm atmosphere became a frenzy of panic and deadlines as servants scattered around to ensure things were at their best. Guests soon began to pour in from all four corners of the house. From my window, I could tell that it wasn't only Gardenia wolves that would be in attendance. Many of the guests had different crests. One that particularly caught my eye was the Crow crest necklace a dark woman wore. I couldn't miss that insignia even if I wanted to. The Crow pack was here. I was guessing that was the human mate that somehow tamed one of the brutal twins and ended their mad ideas to converge all werewolves into a single entity. It was unimaginable to believe that I could be jealous of someone that didn't even know I existed. My moping was immediately ended by the forceful knocks on my door."Mistress, it's morning and we have your dress, could you open up?" Their overly polite voice asked.I obli