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Cara voice was heard as she walked up to the Luna “Go serve drinks to the alphas now” Luna commanded before walking away with Cara and they both left talking sweetly to one another Seeing the mother and daughter relationship brought tears to my eyes as I thought of my mum and what would have been if she was still alive. I suddenly felt dizzy and my body ached badly with a shaking hands I started serving the drinks. They were all focused on Cara who stood at the stage looking gorgeous and captivating. Both the older and younger alphas couldn’t get their eyes off her and immediately I place drinks in front of them then turned to leave only to bump my head on something very hard which was confu

Alisa asked all at once and I answered each of her questions. “It's not really. I would have gone back to the human world immediately after the war with Greta but then I found out about Atlas being an Alpha. And even though I loved you all, I can't remain here without the guilt of what I had done eating me up, and yes it is what I want. I wanted to return to my mate as soon as I can, which is tomorrow morning,” I didn't care if my reasons made sense to her or not, but they made sense to me.

Sebastian looked from one to the other, and then, to Jasper’s surprise, crossed to the buffet and brought the decanter and three stacked glasses back to the desk, where he poured the whiskey, taking his around to the other side, and took his seat. Charlotte caught Jasper’s eyes and gestured with her head to the other seat. He sat carefully and took his glass, sliding hers closer to her. She picked it up, sipped the whiskey suppressing a grimace, and then sighed. “Jasper is going to finish telling you about his mate, Dad,” she told him severely. “And you are going to listen and really think about this. But before he does, I am going to tell you that this is a fated mate. You know how rare tha

I flipped it over to find her name engraved in the gold on the back. "I was found with this," she explained. "That's why they named me Estelle." "That can't be a coincidence," I said. I was shocked, but it seemed like this was proof. I looked at the dates on the entries. "You're eighteen," I said. "The timeline works out. I think that you're the daughter of the last Alpha and Luna of Bear Lake." Estelle looked equally stunned. She slowly took her necklace back and ran her finger over the engraving. "The Alpha and Luna… of the pack that attacked you. That killed–" she put her hand over her mouth and shook her head.

As dawn neared, Maika returned to the old mirror—the same one that had once whispered to her identity. Now, she didn’t need to ask who she was. She knew. She was Aster. Human-born, raised by witches and vampires. Wife to a Lycan Alpha. Mother to a child born of three worlds. And she would reclaim what was hers. She need to go to the witches den. A knock came at the chamber’s door. A messenger witch entered, bowing.

He was certain that it was Zeke, howling like a rabid beast down in those dungeons, but whatever had happened to him, Abel wasn't sticking around to find out. He was halfway around the mansion, heading towards the front lawn, when he stopped, frozen in place, by the sight of Papa Amari standing behind Sandrine, a hideous grin on his face. He was neither touching her nor holding a weapon to her but Sandrine seemed paralyzed, her eyes wide with terror and pleading with him to save her from whatever invisible torture had rendered her immobile. "Alpha Abel, where is my witch?", Gilbert asked, getting straight to the point. "In the dungeons, just like we agreed", Abel replied, nervously licking h

Nothing to be found there, as its turns in stone filled with nothing just endless and endless emptiness. "You did nothing wrong, Ath. Nothing wrong." she whispers to me, holding my face in her palms. I let her sweep her warmth through me, sighed in relief. *End of Flashback* 'Alpha! We have an emergency here!' traces of memories broke when I heard Edward voice booming with urgency through mind link. 'What happened?' my body comes into action, I have a job to perform as an Alpha of my people. I'm Alpha of Darkwoods. ***

Fiercely, his strong arms encircled mine and he forcefully yanked me away as though I was worth nothing. He stood straight and his next words reeled me back. “I Alpha Jacob son of Alpha Swan and Luna Lola of the Starlit park reject you Caroline Ashton as my mate hereby stripping you of all the rights and privileges bestowed upon a Luna—” “You shouldn't do that” a voice echoed in the darkness.

I hope she forgives me and gives me back my pretty face, I just can't live this way. Alexander's point of view: My thoughts were still on Rihanna, I just can't concentrate on anything without thinking about her. I was trying to read the book my junior cousin gave me but I don't think I'm paying any attention to it. It is filled with magic and supernatural stories. Suddenly my eyes caught something in the book. A story of the ugly girl and the beauty goddess. There are other goddesses apart from Selene and I've heard about this beauty goddess but I don't know much about her.

"A story that has been passed down through eras, a caution of the haziness that lies torpid inside us all." As Senior Brandt talked, Aveline tuned in eagerness, her intellect dashing. The story of the primary Alpha was a disclosure, a key to understanding the challenges they confronted. It was a story of illegal cherish, of a bond between a werewolf and an animal of the shadows, a love that opposed the laws of nature and unleashed a rebellion upon the pack. Aveline realized that the animals within the mines, the rebel assaults, and the awakening of her possessed powers were all associated with this old revile. The adjust had been disturbed, and the destiny of Whispering Woods hung within the