Semua Bab The Swan Alpha's Mate: Bab 1 - Bab 7

AARONNE[Mate. Mate]There's a voice that calls me every evening when the sun is down. It is shrill, scary and in distress. It has a certain pull. A certain pull that keeps leading me to the borders of my pack.I think it wants me to go there.This has been going on for over a week. I do not tell anyone. I keep it a secret, hoping that it is in my head and would go away, but it never does and today, I am determined to see what it is. The stroll leads to the deserted areas where the bear shifters and the fox shifters live. Where the waters are dark and the trees are extremely tall. Where no werewolves apart from warriors dare to enter–the dangerous colony. My father had told me bedtime stories of how some wolves have gone there to swim….and they never returned back. “My lady, we shouldn't be here,” Anya begs, following behind me at a closer pace now. “Please, rethink your decision. We can still turn back.”I laugh and turn around to look at her, a gleam in my eyes. “Can you scent t

AARONNE Finally, the day I dread has come. The day that holds the first rite of my marriage–the betrothal ceremony.A calling howl sounds in the distance. The guests are arriving.I straighten my spine, tip my chin up and rise. I smoothen my gown while Anya lifts the cape behind me as I descend the stairs.Father and Stepmother Lyra are standing, waiting on the red carpet while Lyra has a warm smile. Father extends his hand, and I go to him. I position myself in front of him and cross my hands, observing all my etiquette–grace and poise.“Ronnie, darling,” Stepmother Lyra whispers, her manicured nails pressing lightly into my elbow. “You look as if you’ve swallowed a fly. Is your belly still troubled from last night’s stew?”“Lyra, I—”“This is not the time, you have to smile. Our guests will be watching.”My stomach isn’t troubled by stew. It’s knotted because today, I will meet Ronan, my betrothed. I force a smile. From the corner of my eye, Anya gives a subtle nod of encouragemen

Aaronne's POVA thousand needles prick at my skin–suddenly, I feel sick in my stomach and my finger tips are chilling cold. But Ronan isn’t finished yet. He raises a hand again, and the room slowly quiets, eager for more.“This is not a new dream!” he proclaims, his voice rings passionately. “It is my grandfather’s dream! He had always dreamt of a pure world, a strong world, ruled by the true power of the Wolf!”Ripples move through the crowd. Everyone is saying something yet I cannot hear anything. “A world where the Wolf will reign supreme and other shifters will cower at our feet!!” Roman continues to declare. Alpha Borin shifts in his seat, his proud smile tightens by a fraction.“My own father’s… recent ill health,” Ronan continues, glancing at Borin, who now stares stiffly ahead, “has delayed our family’s destiny. But no more! He has handed over the baton to me. After my wedding, I will officially be pronounced Alpha and we will go on to conquer new lands.”My father gives Alp

Aaronne’s POVBlood drained from Anya's face. She paused for a while, almost as though she hadn't heard me but I knew she had. Her eyes grew big and I could see that she wasn't breathing.Shoving her gently to snap her out of the shock, I whispered, “Breathe.”As if controlled, she sucked in a sharp breath, shaking her head negatively. “What?” I nodded to confirm it but she was having a hard time believing it. I could understand her confusion anyways.“Aaronne… no. That’s not possible. You were scared, you were hurt, you were confused from the… the change. You felt gratitude, not a bond,” She argued, squeezing my palms.This was the first time in a long time Anya had ever lost it like this. She was frenzied and confused and it was all a mix of emotions put together.“It wasn’t gratitude,” I said, pulling one of her hands. My heart was pounding, but it felt so good to finally say it out loud. “When I saw him, Anya, everything stopped. The pain, the fear… Everything. There was this… p