Victoria’s POV As I approached the pack house, I was shocked by the state of it. The outside was just as bad as the inside, and it was clear that we had a lot of work to do to bring it back up again. But I knew that we could do it. We were a strong pack, and nothing was going to stop us. Alex was a significant alpha, and I felt so proud of him. Despite everything that had happened since we found each other again, he was still strong. I loved him so much, and I was determined that we would never be separated again. My grandmother stood beside me, looking so sad at the state of the pack house. I knew that we had to put things directly, but when I saw Alpha Evan looking back at me, I froze on the spot. I felt like the worthless little omega that I had grown up believing that I was. "Oh, hello again, Victoria!" he chuckled, making me feel sick to the pit of my stomach. "Lovely to see you again," he added sarcastically. Alex growled, clenching his fists into
Alex’s POV It has been two days since I took out that alpha. Two days of bliss, and I had never seen my mate so relaxed and happy. He was gone from our lives, and nobody and nothing would come between us again. Cleaning up the aftermath had been horrifying, but the pack was already beginning to look like it had before. I had unfortunately lost a fair few of my warriors in that attack, but it made the rest of them even more on high alert. It would not be easy, but this pack would keep their heads high. Victoria and I were strong, and our pack would be rebuilt. We would be more assertive and ready to take on anyone who dared to cross us. Victoria’s grandmother, Ethel, decided to stay a while at the pack, which was more than fine by me. It was lovely to have her here. She was helping me to do a few things to surprise Victoria. Zane had gone back to the coven since his grandfather had decided to leave. Victoria had no idea that today would be her pr
Victoria’s POV I heard a gentle tap on my door and immediately knew who it was. I smiled to myself, feeling excited to see Alex. As I opened the door, I was greeted by his charming grin. He looked dashing in his suit and tie, with his hair perfectly slicked back. I couldn't help but stare at him, captivated by his appearance. My grandmother had hinted that something special was in store for me, and I had been given a stunning red dress that hugged my curves and fell elegantly to my knees. “Victoria, would you like to accompany me for a meal?” He asked, and I nodded eagerly. “Of course, Alpha Alex.” I took his arm, and we went down the stairs and out of the pack house. As Alex and I made our way to the car, I could feel my heart racing with anticipation. I had no idea where we were going, but I knew it would be something special. I glanced over at Alex, who was beaming with excitement. He took my hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, and I felt a wave
It hurt. My body felt weak; pain overwhelmed me. I couldn't cry out or make any sound for help. What was the point? Nobody would care. Why? I was just a plain old worthless omega—only suitable for preparing the food for the whole pack and cleaning up. I barely got a chance to eat myself. Maybe that's why I was so weak and my wolf hadn't come to me. Most of us get our wolfs when we hit eighteen, but here I am, 19 years old, and still not gotten my wolf or shifted. Of course, the pack found another reason to treat me like trash, beating and bullying me. Today was the worst one of all. Eliza had only stopped when her brother, the future alpha, came in and ordered her to stop. Of course, nobody would disobey the orders of an alpha. He didn't care about me. None of them did. I couldn't blame them; my parents were traitors to them, after all. I was just the child of traitors and now an orphan who nobody wanted. You see, my name is Victoria. I am nineteen y
“Get on with your work, you lazy piece of shit.” Ralph appeared beside me with a smirk on his face. He’s the son of the Alpha’s Beta Craig—another one who enjoys nothing more than making my life miserable. I had just finished mopping the floors when my heart sank at his chirpy voice. He was a handsome guy, tall and muscular. His thick brown hair was a mop of curls on his head; it fell over his dark green eyes. Most of the girls in the pack fell over to get his attention. Alice was the worst for it; she worshipped the ground he walked on. Always there, sticking to his arm like super glue. Any girl that looked his way would have a war on their hands, and if looks could kill, you would be dead. I gulped nervously and gripped the mop handle, praying he would leave me alone to get on with my job. I couldn’t take any more hassle. “Can I get you anything, Mr Ralph?” I mumbled politely, hoping that he would not start anything. He stuck his hands in his pocket
Alex’s POV The big pearly white gates opened as my shiny black limousine entered the Red River Pack. It had been some years since I had been here, but everything looked the same. I smiled and remembered long, happy days playing around the pack grounds with my friends. It had been so long, but I never forgot that girl who had my heart. Her beautiful blonde curls fell down her back; she had huge green eyes that I could lose myself in and a big beautiful smile that radiated such happiness. She was my best friend back then until my parents moved me halfway across the country to take over the Blue Moon Creek Pack. We lost touch, and I had heard rumours that my best friend's parents had been banished from the pack, and I assumed that meant Victoria as well. I felt sad that I would never see her face again, and she must have gone through hell when I should have been there for her. But life had been so busy; since my father's death three years ago, I had become the pack al
No. No. It couldn’t be. Not Alex. He was standing right in front of me, staring. Everyone was staring. I felt sick; the room was spinning. Gripping the chair before me to steady myself, I pulled my eyes away from his direction. He still looked the same. Only older and more good-looking. His tall figure towered over my small five-foot-five frame. His thick blonde hair combed neatly out of his face, revealing two big brown eyes as wide as saucers. He had his arms crossed over his muscular chest. Wearing a shirt and black jeans, he looked so bright, so handsome. His red lips arched into a smile as he started to walk towards me: I could hear the whispers and feel the tension in the room as he approached me. “That’s not possible. She’s just an omega. Why would the moon goddess curse the alpha with an omega mate!” I heard Eliza shriek in horror as she stamped her feet, pushing her way through the crowd and running towards her bedroom. I was defini
Alex’s pov I sat beside her bedside the whole night, watching and waiting for any improvement. The pack doctors were doing everything they could, but since she hadn’t received any care and had been starved and was beyond exhausted, it wasn’t clear how long it would take for Victoria to recover. Her wolf must have been extremely weak since having a wolf makes us heal a lot faster. I wanted to kill whoever had done this to my mate. I didn’t care that she was an omega. She was my mate. Alpha Evans was full of sorry-arse excuses as to why his pack thought it perfectly ok to harm such a young female. My eyes widened with shock as I saw the true extent of her injuries. The council of elders would not be happy with this at all. My main concern was to ensure my mate got better. Austin, my wolf, was getting increasingly difficult to hold back. He was so angry that our mate could be treated so poorly. I wanted to scoop her into my arms and take her back to my pack m, away