Alaina Mathers Novels & Stories

I said. "... you have had your ten, but then the Alpha gets you pregnant again? Abortion, Adoption or keep?" he finished. "Do you ever think the Alpha's brothers are hot?" Mason inquired "Or his sisters. Jesus Christ. Elena and Bella are the mateless ones, right?" Mason said. "There's sweet little Lisa too, but she's only sixteen." "Sixteen is old enough for me," Max said, a disturbing smile creeping onto his face. "You guys are sick," I spat only satisfying them even more.

"Oh I see your finally awake, I'll go get you your breakfast right now, I'll be back in no time" Jake was still in the hospital waiting room, from last night, when he decided to do some research to see if he can find anything on Alison. After about 30 minutes of searching he found a girl named Alison Tucker who went missing on August 30, 2023. It said that she was 16 years old and the picture on the website was of a happy cheerleader standing next to a taller football player. She looked like she could be the one that he found because they actually look a lot alike, it's just hard to imagine that this once happy cheerleader is now a broken girl who was stuck with a sick creep for a year with

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

"Scarlett." ******

Looking more like a goddess than a queen. “Shit, well I can’t tell if she’s happy or not, and I can’t feel anything through the bond. We need to make sure she doesn’t come in here, we may have to head out the back door.” We both sit in silence, watching Alaina. She’s with a woman that I saw on the first trip here. Short hair, what is it called... Pixie cut maybe, with blue near the ends and pink from the scalp. I wouldn’t be happy if Alaina wore those clothes. Black skirt, if you can call I that, it's more of a loin cloth than a skirt, and a black top that barely covers her breasts, and a bright pink sweater tied around her waist. That must be Siobhan, it’s most definitely not Lochlynn!

It was some minutes past 6pm. Caitlyn Hugh was dragging her tired feet back home after a long day at work. As she walked along the lonely road, she looked back at intervals, hoping for a cab to appear. Although she was very much aware that cabs do not ply that road, Caitlyn prayed for a miracle. She took out her phone from the small bag she hung on her shoulder and connected her headset to the device. She was going to click play on her favourite music, but the sound of a car honking halted her.

"I wouldn't change anything either, my life has been worth living since you appeared in it, my beautiful Luna Queen, my mate, I love you Georgina my Fearless Luna." "I love you my mate , my Alpha King." END

She stated and thought I have already made the decision, I had to ask her a question. "Why do you want to help me?" I asked her and she sighed rolling my eyes. "Number one, because I'm a profeminist. Two, I'm actually helping myself. So, are you in or not?" "Of course." I nodded. "Bethany, who else is working with Makaila's father apart from you?" I asked and she looked at me for a moment, probably deliberating whether to tell me or not. "Jackson and Tyler." She deadpan and I cussed.

Everything had happened so fast, I was shocked when she contacted me and asked for us to meet in person, I always thought Clair was a man, turns out he's a she and she's been in my life since I could remember. It was a pity no one really knows who she is, I had the chance to meet her personally a while back, everything just takes time, she was a generous yet painful woman, she can take you whole life and leave you with nothing, in the end you'll still be wondering how she did it. "So, Camila Brinx is dead, what's next?" I ask Clair, she chuckles softly, turning her feline eyes up at me. I keep forgetting she's a real person, the way she just turns her eyes up at you and smiles, it was like s

Luna Wolf or not, I was still an outsider who had lied about her identity. "That's ridiculous," Oliver stepped forward, his young face fierce with loyalty. "My mother would never—" "Your mother?" Carter's laugh was cruel. "Do you even know who your mother really is? Selena Hall, not Sylvie. A Luna Wolf who abandoned her pack, who hid among humans for seventeen years. How many other lies has she told you, young Oliver?" I saw the words hit my son like physical blows. The hurt and confusion in his eyes made my heart ache. "Oliver—"