I fetched the candles that I had managed to uh, borrow, from the kitchen and placed it at the side of my little makeshift cake that I had whipped up earlier today. I wasn't sure if it would taste nice considering the fact that I had only thirty minutes to bake the whole thing plus minimal access to ingredients, but I didn't care. A cake was still a cake regardless.I probably looked nothing less of a Cheshire cat because I couldn't help the excited grin that remained plastered on my face. Turning eighteen was a very important thing for every werewolf because it brought a new life to the limelight and I was eager to find out who I was going to belong to for the rest of my life.Looking at how I placed the candles, I took it out deciding that the middle was the best spot for it. I was about doing so when my door was nonchalantly banged open and an aura that I hated the most stepped into my room.I looked up and to my utter dismay, Xavier was standing in my room, flitting his eyes around
AZALEAOnly ten minutes. I have ten minutes until the clock strikes twelve, and I will officially be an adult. In ten fucking minutes, maybe I'll be able to meet my wolf and sense my mate as well. Azalea is my name, and I am a late bloomer. The fact that I am nineteen and have yet to feel the primal beast within me is telling.I've been called wolfless my entire life, tortured and humiliated for my inability to shift, and it's getting more miserable by the day. The mockery and hostility that reaches my ears every time I am forced to go out in public, or even when I enter a crowded room for the first time, is worse than anything else I have ever experienced. They label me as weak, pitiful, useless, and unlovable. Some believe I'm cursed. Some claim I won't live long enough to find a mate since I don't have a soul - whatever that implies, I have no idea. Others have even called me an abomination. In truth, I sometimes revel in their insulting words because I'm not sure who I am anymor
AZALEAMy heartbeat becomes deafening, and I feel like my entire being is pulsing madly inside my chest. As he takes a step forward, Landon's stare never leaves mine. My legs wobble beneath me, and I try to stand tall, but I fail miserably."Is this some cruel joke by the moon goddess?" His voice reverberates like thunder through the air. "Is this some cosmic retribution for all the shitty things I've done to you?" He continues to speak as he strides briskly towards me, but I do not respond. I don't say anything since my head is racing with thoughts. How is this possible? Why would the moon goddess leave me mateless only to bring him now, after all these years? Worst of all, she matches me with Landon, the man who is the bane of my existence. But for some strange, unexplainable reason, I'm happy. I know I shouldn't be, but I can't stop myself. Riley, for one, is incorrect. My mate is the future Alpha King of Shadow Valley, not some 'lowly' Omega. Two, my mate is also her cherished
AZALEA I make my way down the corridor towards the Alpha King's quarters. I'm excited to see what he's gotten me. I quickly arrive at the room, and even though it is heavily protected, the guards let me in. When I walk in, the room is dark, but after groping around in the darkness, I find the light switch and turn it on. The room lights up, and that’s when I see it—a red box on the king-sized bed.I approach the box and pick it up, excitedly biting my bottom lip. I eagerly unwrap the red wrapper until only a tiny black velvet box remains. I carefully open it, and my heart leaps at the sight of a stunning ruby necklace.I gently place the box on the bed, taking small steps towards the nearest mirror. I put the jewelry around my neck. It complements my porcelain skin and chocolate hair. I take up the box and set the necklace inside before leaving the room to go to mine.As I dash down the hall and into my room, I throw the package on my bed, grab a towel, and run into my small bathroo
AZALEA'Run, Azalea, run. Don't ever look back.' This sentence echoes as I move discreetly and try to blend into the darkness. It's nearly 4 a.m., and I'm taking advantage of the early morning hours to escape. I pray my timing is correct since the last thing I want to do is run into the castle's security.I rush down the long row of buildings, avoiding the dense wall of shrubbery that leads to the garage. I quickly arrive and dash inside the dark room, grabbing my cell phone and putting on the flashlight. All I have to do now is find Landon's car, and the rest will be history.Earlier, it appeared that the stars aligned in my favor because, as I was preparing to flee, I discovered Landon's keys on the dining table. It's not surprising that he'd forgotten it there — he is always so careless. No one else was nearby, so I stole the keys discreetly. I soon notice his shining black Ferrari, and I run towards it, gently sliding in the keys while looking around to see if anyone is approa
AZALEA 'You've been purchased to become my Alpha's surrogate.' Purchased? Slave-trader? Surrogate. None of the words make sense, but then again, I am in an unfamiliar room. My mouth falls open in surprise as I stare at the stranger, whose name I now know as Donovan, and I hold back my words. But the earnestness in his eyes tells me he's not bluffing at all. He is dead serious. And I'm scared shitless. I should sprint towards the door. I should scream as well. Maybe someone would hear and come to my rescue. But I know better. Doing all those things would be a complete waste of my time because this is his territory. I'm alone with this man—the Beta of a pack I've never heard of, and from his fierce features and stoic stance, I know he'll have no issue subduing me. He’s stronger than me and can snap my neck in a second if necessary. A chill runs down my spine. "I…You’re joking, right?” I ask, the question spilling from my mouth before I can stop it. There is complete silence—an uns
ALPHA ANDRAS"If I complete this surrogacy deal, will you let me go?" The girl asks again, a little less confident this time, and I clench my teeth.My wolf begins to emerge due to her arrogance, and I look at her, puzzled as to how someone so small could be so daring. Daring enough to challenge an Alpha who has dominated werewolf packs for years. Brave enough to question me. Me?! Nobody, not even other Alphas or Betas, dares to disagree with me or query my decisions. But now I'm being interrogated by a petty woman who isn't even royalty! A woman who is now at my mercy. As I irritably rake my hands through my hair, my wolf stirs within me again, restless and agitated, questioning her stubbornness, and I'm discreetly reminded of the gory reason I'm here in the first place. I stare at her, my jaw clenched, and my mind wanders back to the day I made the most crucial decision of my life. The day I accepted Jenna as my Luna, my first love. Our mating rite was performed years ago, and our
AZALEA After an hour, we reach our destination, and here I am, staring blankly at my new home - Alpha Andras' Moonheart pack. When he first introduced himself as an Alpha, I never thought I’d attach the title to his name. But when I'd asked a simple question, and he'd tugged my hair so hard I thought I'd become bald, I saw I shouldn't have doubted any of his statements.Landon and Riley used to be the meanest individuals I'd ever met, but now I know better.My thoughts return to the incident at the motel. Not only was I chained like a prisoner, but I was also bundled and thrown into a car full of hulking guards three times my size! The recollections send shivers up my spine. I have no idea what will happen to me now because Alpha Andras has made it apparent that he will not let me go. And I shake a little more as his words replay in my head.'You are now mine, in spirit, soul, and body.' In a day, I went from being the mate of a cruel prince to a runaway wolf and now a breeder for