บททั้งหมดของ Her Alpha: Lilly & Violet: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

LillyWaking up on your eighteenth birthday for any young werewolf is a mixture of nerves and anticipation. For Lilly, as she rolled over in her king-sized bed on that frosty December morning, she knew this was the day everything changed. As the oldest child of Alpha Daisy, Lilly would be made Alpha today. The title is passed at sunset on her birthday. No pressure. Her mother had been the most exemplary Alpha of their pack, and she had hopes of following in her footsteps. She had big plans she had been planning for months that were going to become a new reality for this pack. Excitement bubbles in her belly as the sun shines upon her face, heating the chilled room along with her crisp flesh. As a young werewolf, she was also very aware that she could find her mate today. The thought makes her jolt upright in the bed and sit back against the large oak headboard. The duvet spilling down to her thigh’s exposing her strapped vest pyjama top. Although the snow had been falling for weeks,

Lilly’s POVHaving finally heard back from Violet, I can relax and tune back into the conversation around the dining table. We rarely use this room, as it’s a little too formal for our pack. We only use it for special occasions, or when snobby and backward thinking Alphas come for meetings. The heavy oak table that was carved in the pack still has an earthy scent to it. Although it is beautiful in this room, with the floor to ceiling window wall and the crisp white walls, I’d much rather be out on the rear decking where we hold all pack occasions. I feel like I’m about to be lectured or play the role of Alpha when we eat in here. My mothers light laugh fills the space as she makes bets with her Beta about who mine and Violet’s mates may be. I glance to my brother who is elbow deep in his pancakes smirking at me whilst chewing. He’s enjoying this way too much. I roll my eyes and mouth ‘you’re next’ to him. His smile instantly turns into a scowl and I try to smother my smug laughter. My

Leo’s POVBeing away from my pack this long is always depressing. Even sitting in this bar with Kai, swirling my second whisky in the glass, I’m miserable. Being a warrior for my pack is all I ever wanted, and even though I made it, being away from my territory blows. The thumping music stills our conversation about this mission. We had been sent here weeks ago to aid this pack with rogue attacks that seem to be never-ending. All I want is to go home. My wolf is feeling the strain too. He’s been itching to go home, but the last twelve hours had been a nightmare. His persistent clawing at my insides is making me more and more irrational and irritable. “All active warriors. West border. Three incoming” blares across my mind-link from our lead warrior. I heave a sigh and lock eyes with Kai. I down the last of my whiskey. “We’re off duty man. Leave it. Three rogues can be handled without us” he chips, leaning back in his chair. “I’m going” I chirp back. I stand, my imposing frame casti

Lilly's POV I'm not entirely sure if I am walking toward my destiny or away from it, all I do know is I feel like I am being pulled apart. As soon as I left the dining room, out into the crisp morning air, I felt the pull to go back... but something deep within me wants me to move forward also. I have never been so utterly confused before. Lo has been quiet during this who thing, which, from what I can remember, is typical of finding a mate. I am in this alone. My usual purposeful steps begin to waiver, and I am strolling around the side of the pack house considering if this is the right thing to do. Maybe this can wait. If my mate is male, he will either want my position... which isn't happening. If I am rejected because he doesn't want to be Luna, then I can't have my ceremony tonight. The further I wander around, the more my mind spirals. As I reach the corner of the building, I stop. Looked at the red brick, and bite my lower lip in contemplation. There is no going back fro

Chapter 9Oakley POVI had wandered around the side of the packhouse when the pulling seemed to intensify. Knowing I couldn't go any further thanks to my damn wolf refusing to allow me back to my room for shoes, I stood there frozen. As I stare at the gravel of the packhouse driveway I realise how unappealing the walk across it would be, and would surely lead to serious injuries to my bare feet. I had been feeling my wolf pacing in my mind since I decided to pull away from this sensation, but now I can feel his smug happiness. The little shit has decided that now was the best time to become a demanding little…UGH. I just cannot accept another loss. If I turn around and throw myself at this sensation, only to realise it's a random rouge attack, then I will be broken once again. I suppose if I go back, and it is some random rogue, I can take out my frustration on the idiot that dare step foot in our pack lands. I heave a sigh knowing I don't have a choice in this. I have to turn aroun