Fated Moon Wolves のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Elle POV Elle woke up to a blaring alarm clock in her room, the sun was so bright against her all white bedroom. Ugh, she moaned, it couldn't be time to get up already. Noooo. But, here it was time to get up already. As she slung her small frame out of the bed tossing the purple comforter over the mattress, she could here her mother cooking in the kitchen. Great Elle thought. She's home. Elle heard her mother stumbling around again in the kitchen trying her best to make breakfast. As Elle walked down the hallway with it's peeling yellow paint on the walls, a tightness burned in her throat. Readying herself for the confrontation that was coming her way. "oh you're home." Ann spat out. Like, Elle was her roommate instead of her daughter. "You know our rent is due in a couple days. I'm looking a little short on my half." "you're always a little short."I shoot back. It's petty as fuck. I can feel the burn in my throat as I spit her a

Elle’s Pov : Elle couldn’t get mister glowing eyes out of her head. As she stepped into her house. It reeked in there and seriously smelled like they hadn’t cleaned in years. The house was filled with cigarette smoke and alcohol bottles. Her mother had been on another binger again and of course left the mess for Elle to clean up. It was well after one in the morning. Walking around the house picking up bottle after bottle and emptying make shift ash trays Elle looked around for any signs her mother had passed out.  Elle had long ago stopped trying to understand her mothers drinking. Once when Elle was a child she asked her mother why she drank so much. Her reply was cryptic and quick. “To make them stop

Elle’s POVElle didn’t know what to do, she couldn’t get the guy with the glowing blue eyes out of her system. Last night she had back to back steamy as fuck fantasies about a guy who only seemed to barley notice her. This was either something serious or she seriously needed to get laid. She had rubbed herself almost raw and came more then she ever had trying to find some relief but it never seemed to be enough to quench the thirst she was having.But, she didn’t have time to dwell on that. She woke up to a pretty pink piece of paper taped to her front door. They were getting evicted effectively at the end of the month if Elle didn’t come up with money and quickly. It seemed her landlord was tired of giving her that grace period she requested.Fuck.

Elle’s POV: Chapter Six The Truth and Nothing ButMom was drunk again which was of no surprise but, it was the panic in between her slurred words that got me. She never panics about anything. Not even almost being evicted was she nervous. She is always so sure about everything. Not this time. As Elle stepped harder on the accelerator of her car she thought back to her mothers words. “Elle, they’ve found us.” “You need to stay away from the house.” Those words were a warning. Ron had found them. Two years ago now Elle had dragged her out of that horrible abusive relationship and just like magic she listened to her spirits about the house they were currently renting. It had popped up for rent at the perfect time. It became their sanctuary even if it was falling down, her mother wasn’t getting the shit beat out of her on a nightly basis anymore. Elle hated Ron and everything Ron was. After, the night she had met Ron that was the first time she had heard her voices become lounder and sha

Rain’s POV Continued.Me and my team made it to her just in time, as she was trying to escape whatever hell she had just gone through with what looked like her mother. But, god did this old hag smell different. My wolf began to stir and shake with fury underneath my skin trying to claw his way out of me to shift. I motioned to my team who had come with me to wait. I didn’t want to scare Elle after all and if I could smell that Elle’s mother was off so could they. Why didn’t Elle smell like her?When I saw her go down by the car I knew I had to get to her, my wolf moved my legs quicker then I could mentally keep up. I just had to get to her if anything happened before he could at least tell her what was between them he’d never be able to forgive himself. As I caught her under her arms and swept her up I couldn’t help but feel the tingles as our skin touched. I leaned towards her head inhaling her scent, “I’ve got you angel.” That was all I could say. Then suddenly I fel