“Jax’s POV”
Today my family and I, Luna Tonya and Alpha Timothy the current Aplha and Luna of Red River pack, are visiting a small village outside the pack house. This village is farther than the rest and is the last stop before we go back home. We came because last week was my 18th birthday, and we had week long celebrations to attend to. This gave me the chance to meet more pack members and to learn more about the role of Alpha. Although I must say I’m pretty spent with it. Not wanting to be around the crowds of women throwing themselves to their knees, and the men that wanted to be my next in command, I decided I was going to sneak off today. I drove myself on my motorcycle so that way I could do what I wanted. Parking it near the center of town my mother, father, and I great people. Everyone is throwing themselves at us and being overly nice, so when no one is looking and I get the chance to sneak off I do. Ducking into an alley way I make my way around the town, walking and looking at all of the small shops that seem very middle-aged compared to my modern home at the pack house. I don’t visit this town so thankfully no one recognizes me as the Alpha prince yet, everyone to busy and making their way to the center of town.
Being so busy with school and my upcoming duties I don’t get this time to myself often, most times I’m busy training. Lost in my thoughts I continue down a small cobblestone path leading me to a smaller shop, Helen’s Goods. But it’s not the shop that intrigues me, but the girl with the black scarf and long ashen hair. I’ve never seen her before, not even at pack gatherings. Though I know it’s not uncommon I’m still curious of who she is. Following her into the shop I go and walk around the shops tables and aisles. As I’m looking the most wonderful smell hits my nose, like flowers mixed with the smell fresh tilled soil, earthy and beautiful. But that means that she is here. Where is she? I start to look around using my nose to sniff the air, and the smell is coming from her. Who is she? Can she not smell me too? Glancing up to look at her I see her walking out the store, I have to follow her. Following her over to her car I approach my dark boots clunking against the cobblestone. I walk over to her watching her shuffle her bags and then dropping her keys to the ground.
“Oh come on,” her angelic voice says,
“Need a hand” I ask with a smile, waiting for her to notice me.
“No, I just dropped my damn keys” she mumbles and adjust the bags in her hands, but before she can bend down to grab them I swiftly lean down grab them, turn around and unlock her car. Popping the truck and turning around to face my beautiful mate, why is she hiding her face? Does she not want to be my mate?
As she turns back around I catch her looking at me for a moment, maybe she knows? Looking at her beautiful heart shaped face with beautiful blue eyes with hints of shimmer, her long ashen hair hanging in her face but slightly pinned back with the scarf I notice something. Is that a scar? Who the hell scarred this beautiful girl, my beast roars in my head telling me to swoop her up and take her home to keep her safe forever. But I know I can’t just kidnap this girl, mate or not she has a choice.
“Keys please” she interrupts my thoughts
“Not even going to say thank you or ask my name?” I tease her hoping she would talk and stay with me. I’m going to have to tell her if she doesn’t say it soon. My beast is going mad inside me.
“Okay, thank you” she replies sarcastically, “even though I denied it” she smiles slightly then walks over and quickly grabs her keys from my hand. This girl has got some fire in her, speaking to a grown werewolf of my rank. She should feel my power I radiate. So why is she playing hard to get.
“It’s Jax” I say to her
Following her to her door she stops and turns looking at me, taking me in from head to toe. So she’s clearly interested, right? I’m not seeing things. She gives me a curt smile that doesn’t quite reach those beautiful eyes.
“Thanks Jax” she says before getting in her car and leaving me standing there. I watch her back out and the direction she goes.
Making a decision I know I will probably regret later I run across town and hop on my bike. Heading out of town and following her scent. I may regret this but I have to know who she is and why she didn’t notice me as a mate. My beast is going insane with the thought of rejection and the pain that follows.. surely she will want us?
“Katie’s POV” When I got home I decided to go for a run with my wolf, Gypsy, leaving my clothes neatly folded by my door for when I return I take off towards the side of the house. Walking into the trees, my paws sinking into the dirt under them I feel a sense of calm come over me. Running alone with my wolf is the only thing in this world that makes me feel free, and I’m never alone when I have her. We are two of the same, she has protected me and kept me safe for years when we were alone. Fighting off other rouges and unmated crazy driven males, tracking the scent of my heats. I’m beyond lucky to have survived the horrible life I was dealt, but now I’m just happy to have found some sort of a home, some sort of piece for my broken soul. Starting to pick up my pace I run from my little cabin, being miles away from everybody and secluded i don’t have to worry about running into many people. If I do it’s typically wolfs from town out on runs, and they make sure to stay away from my are
Standing next to the river I am finishing gathering the fish I have tossed onto the bay, completely naked the air breezes past my bits making a chill go through me. Quickening my pace I gather the fish that I caught onto the rope i put it through their mouths and loop it through the gills of the catfish. Glancing around I feel like something is coming, not dangerous but something is going to happen kind of feeling. Another breeze across the rippling blue river sends another chill down my body, I have better shift into Gypsy before I end up sick. Tying the rope into a tight not i shift back into Gypsy and take the rope into our mouth. The catfish dangling as the rope gets pulled up, swings back and forth slightly, the smell of fish hitting my nose making it crinkle some. As much as I come her to fish I swear the smell of fish will always get to me, but it does make a pretty good meal. Ignoring it like always I trot back towards the path leading to my cabin. Happy with my big catch toda
“Katie’s POV” Runnning towards that smell my heart is beating faster, my fear is slipping into the back of my mind. The anticipation creeping into me. Then I see him, skidding to a hault paws digging deep into the dirt. I look at him and his wolf form. His wolf twice the size of mine and intimidating. My wolf is a bit bigger than most too, but his is huge. His massive black paws, and his shimmering black coat reminding me of dark nights chilly nights. The sky so dark the stars look like glitter shimmering through its cracks. Bringing a mixture of wonder and curiosity. Two grey eyes, look to me. Shining like polished steel with hints of dull blues, so simple. But so captivating. He lowers his head and ears and takes a step forward, not sure what he’s suppose to do. His head slightly tilting looking at me. I shake out my coat and the trance I was in, and nod my head back down the path to the cabin. The fish in my mouth that I was carrying swaying back and forth. Realizing what I’m get
“Katie’s POV” “We should talk” I say. He looks at me and smiles and my heart flips upside down in my chest. “We definitely should talk, hell I don’t even know your name yet” he teases me. “My names Katie,” I reply sheepishly, resuming my cooking and preparing the potatoes and carrots I’ll make with fish. Feeling heat rise to the back my neck, “I’m sorry,” I go on, “I’m not exactly use to many people actually wanting to talk to me, and I really wasn’t paying much attention earlier..” I mumble, cutting potatoes a little more aggressive than needed. “You know,” I start rambling again, “I didn’t think the Moon Goddess was going to bless me with a mate. Or to even have a mate that would consider talking to me or having me in eye sight, especially after..” I motion up. A frown on my face and my heart feeling crushed at the words. I know it naught not be true but better to prepare myself. Cutting more I don’t know what else to say. Suddenly his hand is on mine, the tingles like electri
“Katies POV” After finishing our plates, I clear them off in my small trash can tucked under my sink. The clinking of the dishes echoing in the silence of the small cabin. Placing the plates into the sink I turn around and look at Jax, he’s staring at me waiting for me to start talking. The silence stretching further into the night like millions of stars that cover the sky. Taking a deep breath and sighing I walk back over to the table and take a seat across from Jax, him watching my every move like I would somehow magically disappear. Scooting in the chair it squeaks across the plain wood floor, anticipation making the air thick and hard to breathe. He reaches his hand across the table and grabs mine, giving it a squeeze and soothingly running his thumb across the top my hand. Tingles shoot up my arm at his touch, like a gun receiving it’s power to shoot. I look him in the face, his stunning stone grey eyes captivating me. Taking a deep breath and letting his touch calm me some I st
“Katie’s POV” His words sink into my bones like a flood overtaking it’s surroundings, submerging me into its coldness. I realize just how much my life will change if I accept him. Everything I’ve worked for and done will be lost in the wind behind me. My breath stops coming and I feel myself get dizzy, my breath catching in my lungs like breeze in a sail. “Hey Katie, hey,” I hear a voice talking to me but My vision is blurry and my surroundings are fogged. I can’t make sense of this right now. Leaving my home.. I cant. “Katie, baby, it’s okay breath.” Jax is now infront of me and looking at me with such concern. Like a little girl who broke her dolly. “Katie you don’t have to come if you don’t want to, but I really really want to start my life with you by my side.” He says softly, staring at my face. His brows are scrunched tight together again, his face holding so much worry and concern that I might just say no. My heart tugs in pain at the thought of letting him walk, but also a
“Jax’s POV” I woke early, rays of sunlight streaming through the light grey curtains, Katie clinging to my side. Her leg is over mine and her arm is draped around my torso, holding me by her side. After everything she has been through I don’t blame her for holding so tightly. To lose everything.. I couldn’t imagine the pain. How could this beautiful girl have such a haunting past. To go from one day being a princess to the next being a rogue, my finger brush long locks of her ashy brown hair from her face. So much she had to endure, and at such a young age. This gorgeous girl has more strength than a thousand warriors could fathom, my hand trails from her long hair letting it fall and slip through my fingers. This all captivating girl has captured my love, I can’t let her slip away. I watch her sleep, her face suddenly scrunching in worry. I can feel fear through our bond, and so much pain.. it’s not strong as when we mate and mark, but I can still feel her. Rubbing my thumb gently a
"Katies POV" Riding on the bike with Jax I have never felt more freed, the wind whistling by us as i grip tightly onto Jax. Piece by tiny piece, this man is filling holes in my heart that I thought would've been empty forever. The walls are slowly coming down the more time we spend together. Up the road from us I see the town house tops. We are entering the center of Red River, a bigger town in the middle of a bunch of smaller towns, houses, and land. As we slow down, we pull closer into town, the trees around us stop blurring past and clear back out. I can already see their packed house in the center of everything, it stands tall and looming. The black brick and red trim give a sophisticated feel. We roll through the outskirts of town, people staring at us as we pass by. i don't understand why some of them look so angry. Soon enough, we slowed down and came to a small restaurant, a small beige-colored brick accented with hints of dark blue. The sign above the door is labeled Wolf De