Romans & histoires Percy Jackson Lives Alone In Alaska Fanfiction

I knew that he didn’t like me and that right now I shouldn’t be too concerned with that, but feeling that disconnect really hurt. Trying to keep myself together, I continued to move. Up ahead, the edge of the treeline appeared, giving me a glimpse of possible hope. Mustering up the last bit of energy I owned, I burst forward and crashed through it onto the open pitch beyond. The packhouse loomed directly ahead, its windows glowing with firelight from those who were still awake and alert. There was no way that the mages would follow me, seeing this right? To my relief when I looked back again there was no one there and I was completely alone aside from Ashton walking out of the forest already

“Where?” “She didn’t say.” “Of course she didn’t.” I exhaled slowly. I was supposed to be the Alpha—the one in control. But with Riya, control wasn’t something I held. It was something I fought for. I shifted into my wolf mid-stride, ignoring the pain of the transformation, and tore off through the Pack grounds. My nose caught her scent—barely. It was older than I liked. She was already far. She wasn’t in the training grounds. Not near the cliffs. Not even at the Moon Altar where she often went to feel close to her mother. My heartbeat pounded louder than my paws as I galloped deeper into the woods.

My heart wouldn’t stop this pain. I wasn’t wanted by anyone—not my father’s only surviving family, not my own stepmother, not my newly found brother. I was totally alone and stranded. Erebus was right. I needed to leave. “Do you ever learn to stay within your boundaries?” Alpha Theron’s voice echoed within the vast darkness. My spine zipped straight, a cold chill running down to my toes. I’d come here on instinct, into the first place I’d found solitude when I got into the pack.

i try to clean my hands in a tainted cloth so i can hug them. "School sucks!", Percy bursts out, almost in tears. He runs up straight to his room. It is not yet completed, but has the basic for survival- a bed, a desk and a closet. I follow him with my eyes and then before i have time to say anything more to anyone, they all scatter around the house, talking to themselves, throwing and kicking stuff around. I suppose they had the same day as i did.

The first time my Alpha mate chose his childhood sweetheart over me, I forgave him. After all, Dylan saved my life seven times. Seven lives saved. Seven chances given. That was the deal I made with myself. Then Dylan skipped our Mate Anniversary to celebrate her birthday. He gave her the moonstone ring I’d carved for him with my own hands, saying she needed it for protection. And when rogues attacked us both, he stepped right past me as I lay wounded and carried her to safety first. I never fought him over any of it. Each time he chose her, I silently crossed off one of the lives I owed him. The pack thought I loved my Alpha so desperately that I would forgive him no matter how many times he

Aurora did not stop walking until the pack hall disappeared behind her. Even then, the whispers followed. They drifted through the corridors in hushed voices, curling around her like smoke no matter how far she moved from the crowd. “She actually asked for one month.” “Why would Alpha Kael agree to that?” “She still thinks she can change his mind.” “How embarrassing…” Aurora kept her expression calm as she walked past rows of silver-lit pillars. Her heels echoed softly against the polished stone floor, steady and controlled despite the storm raging inside her chest.

I’d make enemies out of friends and alliances with strangers just to keep the ones connected to my life force as their alpha alive. “I just feel bad for Percy,” I shared when Jess only hummed her agreement to my previous statement, “he’s worked hard and he’s proud of himself. As he should be.” “If Miles can figure out who is orchestrating these attacks, Percy might still achieve his goal here. Don’t give away your pity so easily,” ice began to chill her resolve, “Denver’s room is next door to you and Orion’s is at the end of the hall, next door to his study.”

Without his permission, I wasn't allowed to return. I stared at the cold text on the screen and felt completely numb. Leaving might not be such a bad thing. At least I wouldn't have to see Peyton's disgusting face anymore. I packed my bags and left the next day. The border region of the pack was filled with sand and dust. Anyone sent here had usually committed a serious mistake and been stripped of their position by the Alpha before being dumped in this middle-of-nowhere place. Here, I not only endured the scornful and pitiful looks of the pack members alongside me, but I also kept receiving mocking photos from Peyton.

’returned, churning her belly. She went down clinging to the spiraled rail, roving her eyes from left to right. Jason in his indifference reappeared from one of the mazy rooms, a can of soda at hand. ‘Your family is not here?’ Her timidity gave way to anxiety ‘What? Don’t they have their works to attend to. You are afraid of what they would if they found out I am in my house alone, with a girl, an Omega’ he smiled ‘Your house? Well, its just that I have never been in this kinda house’

JASON’S POV “I’m not doing this, Grandmother.” I paced the length of her study, hands shoved in my pockets, doing my best to keep my voice level even though every word out of her mouth made that harder. The study smelled like it always did, old paper and the faint trace of the lavender she kept in a bowl by the window, and some part of me had always found that smell calming. Not tonight. “I don’t want a wife. Being unmarried doesn’t make me any less of an Alpha.”