Another week another exam. Sleep is impossible, constantly waking to double check my notes. My mother’s opal amulet is permanently round my neck as I nervously play with the fiery amber stone. My hair is a wavy mess from stress-scrunching and I’m fairly sure Roxie is sick of me asking her to test me on possible questions. “You need to eat something, you look poorly,” Cherry said sympathetically, beckoning me to join them on the bench. She looked adorable in a floaty tea-dress, blonde curls, and her signature red lipstick. I couldn’t help noticing the red stain on Matt’s lips and side of his neck. I thought it was cute how they attempted to keep their relationship private. They had little inside jokes, his huge arms always had her books in them, and he couldn’t take his eyes off her curvy shape. If they thought nobody had noticed their relationship, they were happy fools. Perhaps they were waiting to see if they were mates before making a bigger thing of it. “I’ve got snacks in this

I do not know why we must entertain this pack of egos. Every Conference is just an opportunity for snakes to slither closer together. Luna Madeline is terrifying as usual. Alpha Frank is a lazy walrus of a man that can somehow still shift into a wolf. Alpha Austin is a prick. End of. He thinks because he has become the formal Alpha of his pack before me, it’s a victory. In a way he has won because my father gives me constant grief as he compares me unfavourably. I was born ready. I am just not willing to play games with people I cannot trust. My father is unfortunately skilled at lying. He promises my sister he will protect her freedom and ability to love who she chooses whilst at the same time suggesting her as a Luna Bride to Alpha Austin. No guilt, no conscience. Austin always rolls his icy blue eyes and pretends he couldn’t possibly take my fathers beloved princess away. He doesn’t mean it. He will take Rose when it suits him. And my father will let him. I couldn’t keep such

The white walled, arched window design of our packhouse was meant to keep us cool against the fierce summer heat. Except it didn’t work so well with a dining hall rammed full of Alpha’s and their Beta’s all wearing ridiculously rich and heavy garments. Luna Madeline looks as though the stick up her ass is the only thing keeping her vertical as she melts in her ruby velvet gown. It’s an unsettling blood red colour, her milky grey eyes and hair matched by her silent long grey-haired minion Olaf. A hulking brute who she constantly whispered to at the other end of our huge marble table. Glistening white, with veins of orange opal, the huge marble conference table seated over thirty. Discussions about trade, attacks on routes and the increasing prices of various goods had been debated. Alpha Frank of Jura demanded a reduction in the price of the coal we mined. My father wouldn’t yield without him committing to selling us his gold at a reduced price. I mind-linked my father, suggestin

So I froze. His powerful bass voice echoed around the tall buildings. The only sound left was my heart thudding in my chest. In the dusky evening we were entirely alone in the small cobbled square. The scent of bonfire is already mixing in with the flowering pink trees around us. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” he snapped at me. Rooted to the spot, metres away from me, every muscle in his body was rigid. Shocked at the accusation, I couldn't help crying out "I haven't done anything wrong. It's just a nasty rumour!" shivering as the evening cool began to wispily around my bare legs and arms. Raising his arm, with jabbing his finger in my direction he hissed, “you have dragged my name into the mud right before this Conference!” “I haven’t done a thing! I never came to you for help or cheated in any way," trying to keep composed though my resentment at his attitude was rising. "Maybe Rhett is your little helper not me?" he snarled and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at t

I must be losing my mind. Following her scent to get to her room like a lost puppy. I’ve never done that in my life. Then again I’ve never been spoken to in such a manner before. If she didn’t drive me to distraction, if she could just…act like the rest and fall in line. I had her, I had a fistful of that honey hair, her fresh, grassy scent flooding my mind and my hand poised, ready to find that sweet, soaking centre and she pushes me away! Insulting me at the same time! Slamming the door as I head back inside the packhouse Rhett is waiting for me. His arms are folded and his eyebrows cocked. “Not now,” raising my hand as I ran past him up the stairs. He calmly followed, clearly not taking no for an answer. Since when has my word as an Alpha been so easily ignored? I spun around, my shoes loudly clicking on the tile floor as I came to an abrupt stop, glaring at my best friend and his ridiculous pom-pom hair. “Rhett I don’t know what the fuck you think you’re doing but I said n