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Don Albert replied, and he promptly answered Jacob's call, putting it on loudspeaker as well. As soon as the call got through, Jacob was exclaiming eagerly, "Don Albert? It's me! Jacob Wilson!" "Uh-huh," Don Albert replied noncommittally. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" Jacob quickly replied, "Well, you see, Zachary posted something on his Twitter… have you seen it?" "I did," Don Albert affirmed. "What about it?"

I wanted to run back and take the sheet fabric to cover my body again but I felt my knees weaken with how intense he was looking at me. He is not the Prince. He is the Alpha King Jacob—Alpha of the Moonlight Throne and King of all the thrones in the wilding forest. His gaze was already fixed in my eyes, yet I still felt it roaming over my body. “I-I’m sorry, Your grace. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.” I bowed down to avoid his eyes. They were just pierced, and hot, and glaring. His stares could make anyone tremble in their knees. “Apology accepted. So you are my son’s new whore? The one he has taken on the night of choosing.” The sound of his footsteps drew nearer.

He swung in his chair countless times… Tapping the mahogany desk by his long beautiful fingers… Waiting for one phone call… It was almost two pm … That’s why he almost was worried, they were going to do this an hour ago, what was taking them so long..? He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard his phone vibrating on the table… “finally ”he muttered Then picked it up “tell me you did it” he spoke calmly as if he wasn’t worried “Sir.. “Jafar...” he groaned already knowing they did not complete their job “I’m sorry sir...but I wanted your confirmation. Are you sure, We are to attack the east market today…?”Jafar asked

I see them both lock eyes and have a look of utter shock on their faces. “MATE!” I hear them both say in unison. I look from one to the other and you can see that neither one expected to meet this way. Jacob is twenty one years old and I know that he had all but given up on ever finding his mate. Most wolves find their mates on their 18th birthday but so far Jacob hadn’t been so lucky. Who knew that he had been looking in the wrong place this whole time. Maybe the Moon Goddess has more than one reason for sending this girl to us.

Jacob walked into her room late that night, the blanket had rolled over from her, and was covering only her legs. He moved around her in a manner of admiration to her body, he then transformed to his ugly face and sat just next to her, she turned in her sleep and now she was sleeping facing up, laying on her bed from her back. Jacob then took out some papers he had in his pocket and looked at them again, with a disappointed look he placed them by his side and stretched his hands towards her stomach, some dark cloud of magic came out of his hands while he twisted and turned them slightly above her stomach. A bright yellow light seemed to be shining from within her stomach, she began groaning

The guy is still looking up the second floor of their house but turned to look to the gate when he saw the screeching sound of iron as it opened. As usual, his sense of style doesn’t disappoint. This time, Jacob is wearing a simple cream-colored, with horizontal stripes of dark blue, long sleeves which he pushed back up to his elbow, and a pair of jeans. He matched his outfit with a pair of white sneakers and a big black leather watch. Simple, yet pleasing to the eyes. “You ready?”, he asked as soon as he saw her. “Yep”, she happily replied as she walk her way to the other side of the car.

She recognized Cliff, but who was the young man beside Cliff? “Who are you?” Sylvia asked. Jacob was taken aback. Odell glanced at him. “Introduce yourself.” Jacob quickly said, “Ms. Ross, I’m Jacob Turner. I’m Master Carter’s and your bodyguard. I’m usually responsible for the young master and young miss’ safety. You can just call me Jacob.” “Oh,” Sylvia replied. Then, she grinned at him. “Nice to meet you, Jacob.” Her smile was polite. Jacob was stunned again.

Pen wasn’t there yet, child drama apparently, not even able to see her hard work in action. My heart soared when I saw Jacob make eye contact with us. I slyly observed Troy taking a deep gulp. He was unaware of the stir he was making in his bright burgundy suit jacket, long brown hair tumbling down to his shoulders alongside cat-green eyes. He only had eyes for Jacob as my heart melted in hope.

"Because Mesiac chose me." Jacob’s voice dropped. "I got my wolf at seventeen. The night it happened, the moon shone directly on me. Not a cloud in the sky. The elders said it was a sign, that the Moon Goddess herself had marked me as heir." His lips twisted. "My parents made Sullivan swear an oath that night. He vowed to support me, to never oppose my rule." Noah’s throat tightened. "But if you weren’t their son by blood—" "It didn’t matter." Jacob’s voice was firm. "I was theirs. In every way that counted. And when Mesiac confirmed it, even Sullivan couldn’t deny it."

The others said in unison. "Last but not least we have our two new waiters Evan and Jacob." Even though Evan and Jacob were twins they were complete opposites. Evan was taller than Jacob and slim. He was also incredibly shy. According to Lily, he was sort of the Omega in the pack, but without the titles since The Red Bloods Pack didn't believe in the omega title.