"You all take care." He waved William and the guards off, sending them off on morning patrol.Subsequently, he got up from his desk and waltzed over the shelf, he let his eyes peruse it's dust clad contents. After which, he moved to the window and breathed in the fresh noon air. From there, he turned and fell back into the sofa, he sat still for a minute before getting up again. Again, he walked to the shelf, perused it once more before returning to his desk where he pressed both palms on it and let out a frustrated groan. He couldn't sit still. His wolf was highly agitated. He couldn't get himself to stop thinking about her, about the kiss, about her usual coldness towards him.He wants her.The kiss has only made it so hard to deny that fact.But how can you desperately want someone who clearly doesn't want you. What was the alpha to do with his pent up feelings for his mate who can't even hold a meaningful conversation with him?He had no idea what was going on and what he should

The power had gone out a while ago so June had lit the candles. Now she stood in front of the vanity admiring a solitaire, the solitaire belonging to the ring Regina had gifted her as a coronation present. It was beautiful, it still had the ability to take her breath away but currently it made her chest ache. Why? Because Regina had gifted her this ring with so much joy that her son had finally found his mate but the disappointment her eyes held when she beheld June's bare neck that ought possess a mark by now, it killed June. Made her feel so ashamed and reminded her how much of a bad person she was. The longer she stared at the ring, the more it haunted her. The trees were whistling loudly as the wind rushed through them. It was a windy night. Letting go of the ring, she sashayed towards the window and drew the thick curtains back a bit so she could stare at the stars. Her mom was up there. Frowning down at her. "I'm sorry mom, I...I've changed so much, I'm no longer your innocent

June squinted her eyes at the serene figure sitting in the distance. Was it really her mother?Long, golden locks getting mussed by the breeze.June decided to move closer to get a better look at the figure sitting on the prickly grass. Warm ocean eyes smiled back at her It was indeed her mother. "Mom?" Her eyes suddenly felt watery, "how...what...what are you doing here mom?..." The questions were endless but her mother was answering none, just smiling at her. Her slender fingers running through the green grasses. The peace radiating off of her like waves brought more tears to June's eyes.June let them spill, unable to hold them in. "I've missed you so much, mom." June sniffled, walking closer. "I...I don't know how you got here, or how I got here but I don't care, I'm....I'm just so happy to see you mom. I miss you mom," the tears came faster, "so so much. Why'd you go mom? Why didn't you just take me with you? Mom I..." June stopped mid sentence, standing just a feet away from

The sun hidden. The clouds casting gloomy shadows. The atmosphere smelled of fresh greenery. A knuckle tapping softly on the giant oak wood door."Come in," Jason said, escaping his own head. Beta George walked in. Looking neat, in a white button up, red suit pants and tie. "Alpha," he bowed slightly."George." Jason beamed."Too many teeth alpha, I might just lose my sight." George teased. The cheerfulness and giddiness oozing from his alpha can not be ignored. It demanded attention considering it's making a first appearance. Jason chuckled, turning away. He'd been thinking of June all morning. Of how she begged to be marked, how her eyes seemed to roll back the moment his fangs sank into her neck, how she so effortlessly took his breath away. They all kept replaying in his head, he couldn't stop them he could only escape for a bit."Anything?" He asked the blonde man grinning at him.George advanced forward, taking the seat across Jason on the desk. "Yes, here," he presented a

"I hope you're enjoying your stay here so far?" Retha's velvety voice caused June's eyes to snap towards her direction. She was Horace's beta, a young woman with Auburn hair and a welcoming smile. She was sitted across the table from June. The table that had the capacity to hold fifteen people but now only nine people sat around it for dinner.Jason swallowed beside her, "Yes, yes we are." He returned her smile briefly before going to back to the plate of rice in front of him. Dinner was sumptuous as fuck.The candle lights gleaming from the centre of the table flickered and that somehow called her attention to Horace who was seated at the head of the table. His eyes were down at his plate, only lifting when the fork in his hand lifted to his mouth. His eyes found hers, she wanted to look away but didn't want to appear intimidated by his black pools of mystery. He seemed like the type to take pleasure in intimidating people, so no, she didn't look away yet causing him to smirk before