May At one point I thought that I was the luckiest person in the world universe. However, I did not for once, think that someday everything would come crashing down. The man who had only love for me in his eyes now harbors abhorrence whenever he looks at me.Even though I cannot read minds as werewolves do, I can clearly tell that Leslie has lost all affection for me. It is as clear as day in his eyes, that at this moment, he loathes me more than anyone else in his life. From the moment he rescued me from Pius Ramos, I could feel that there was a change in him. That change was so negative and almost suffocating for me. Although he carried me out of there and brought me to this Log Cabin, he was no longer the Leslie Martinez that I'd known for the past six months. He was a whole new and different version of the man I had grown to love. I do not blame him because I know that to an extent, I am partly to blame. I have taken a deeply personal introspection, and I have seen that what I

May It seems as if I have now developed a habit of skipping realms. Once again, I am back in the supreme realm of the werewolf creator, the Moon Goddess."We meet again, dear child. It seems to me that you relish my company quite a great deal."I merely smile and sit comfortably beside her. It is a nice bed of assorted scented flowers. Her presence has a unique calming effect on me. She exudes kindness and motherly love that sort of just surrounds you. Without even embracing me, she made me feel as if she is hugging me. The feeling is unexplainable, yet it is oddly satisfying. Given the right to choose, I would not mind staying with this ethereal, soft-spoken deity. Even if it means that I do not get to meet Leslie again, I would still opt to stay right here where I am. "You know that I would never grant you that option, my dear. I suggest you stop the willful thinking. You are only here because you called for me. After I hear your plight, you will have to go back. You cannot stay

May After Leslie marked me, I felt a surge of power course through my veins. Although I had been out cold for days, I felt strangely revitalized.As we left the pack hospital, we walked hand in hand towards the carpet. I could feel that even my gaiety had changed. It was an amazing feeling. The pain I felt where Ramos had bitten me vanished. I did not tell my mate because even I could not believe it.We drove towards the pack house in comfortable silence. Leslie held my hand and the sparks that erupted from our contact made me fuzzy. They seem to be more intensified than I recall. Thinking about it, I realized how long it had been since we had any contact. I quickly pushed the unhappy recollections to the back of my mind. I needed to relish the feeling of being adored without any negativity. When we reached home, everyone was gathered in the training fields. Standing and waving in sheer excitement. Leslie was forced to stop the car since the pack members were blocking the road. He

Alpha Martinez Ecstasy, where joy and mindless happiness are what I feel these days. May has finally become fully mine. Mark's and mated. I feel an amazing sense of fulfillment.Now I understand why all my mated friends become clingy and way too possessive of their mates. When the mate bond is completed, one's thoughts are forever filled with their mate. Humans call it the honeymoon phase. Unfortunately, for them, this feeling ebbs with time. Luckily for werewolves, we spend our whole life experiencing this amazingly addictive feeling. The mate bond ensures that the fire of passion is forever fuelled. It never dwindles. When we complete the mate bond, we become one. We feel each other's emotions both negative and positive. There is no secrecy between mates. I would not prefer it any other way. This is just perfect! No wonder the elders always made sure to let us understand that the mate bond is sacred. When younger, we never could fathom the depth of the sacredness of the mate bon

Unknown Whether they suffer from temporary memory loss or they are extremely ignorant, I am yet to find out. Their negligence and lack of desire to take note of details baffle me. I am talking about werewolf leaders. The pack alphas and their lunas as well as the king and queen. Their lack of diligence is appalling. How do they expect to run successful packs and a kingdom with this passive attitude of theirs? They say the devil is in the details for a reason. Any successful leader in any department has to be attentive to the littlest detail. It is in these small details that some populace was able to unravel conspiracies. Even in the medical field, doctors at times have to pay attention to minuscule symptoms to understand an ailment. In order, to give an accurate and detailed diagnosis and treatment. Unfortunately, the werewolf leaders appear clueless when it comes to this matter. I thought that this time around they would be pertinent concerning the safety of the kingdom. Sadly,