I sat inside my room, unable to sleep and found myself thinking of laying out on the sofa in the lounge to watch a film could be good. My small TV in my room had been playing up, and it wasn’t like anyone ever came and used the lounge TV. I snuck from my room, knowing there would be nobody about. Other than the occasional awkward avoidance of Beta Asher, I rarely saw anyone in the packhouse at night. If anything, there may be the occasional guard. I had begun to recognize them now, and them me, and had begun to chat with them, as a way to keep me occupied of a nighttime.
Most of them were nearer my Dad’s age, but I still enjoyed their company, and talked of sport the same way my Dad would, so it wasn’t like I was clueless. But, tonight the hallways were empty, as I slipped into the lounge, and picked up the remote control, and laid myself out on the large black leather sofa that was in front of the big screen TV mounted on the wall. I scrolled through the fi
I am awoken early by my father banging off my door. Ordering me to get up and get dressed. I have little choice. This is my life now for the next few weeks at least. I must go touring the country, go and meet countless she-wolves I had no interest in. I would rather be here, in pack, setting things up for when I take over.I know Ellis is due back any day now, and his mate is due home from her visit back home. She had decided to return home whilst he was away, already missing her family, and without her mate here to distract her she had apparently felt even more homesick. And they wanted her to be a Luna?! What a fucking joke… she may be a pretty little thing, but she clearly didn’t have the strength needed to be a Luna. She was weak as fuck if she was already homesick for her family and former pack after a few days here. Truly pathetic. Ellis had his work cut out with that for a mate. The only thing going for her was her looks, it seemed.But, I would rather be in the pack when Elli
We pulled into the parking area outside the packhouse of the Silver River Pack, and I have to say I was already greatly disappointed. The pack was pathetic. Small and evidently worth very little. I could see why they were trying to marry off one of their own to an Alpha like me. Thinking it could bring something good for them. Well, I had news for them, it would not happen.“This is a shit hole Dad.” I muttered. “Why would we even acknowledge their offer?”“Miles, we are willing to do what it takes. You need to be willing to meet them all. You may meet the one you didn’t realize was for you.” he told me, with a knowing look. “So come on.”I watched as my Dad stepped from the car, looking more than confident. Seemed to me that my Dad was willing to marry me off to anyone. Just to have me find a mate. Thing was, I was not about to do that. He had a plan, I knew that. But my plan was so much different to his own. And I knew that with the two combined it would spell disaster. Yet, I follo
I had planned to try and get an earlier night, knowing we had an early pack run tomorrow, but knew chances were my sleep would be as challenging for me as ever. I had to do my nightly surveillance of the packhouse before going to my room, or that would make sleep even less likely. Despite the fact I knew the guards had come and checked the packhouse earlier in the evening. I paced the darkened corridors, like I would night after night.It was only as I approached the library that Zion became a little unsettled. Though I was sure as I walked closer I could smell the vague scent of Bailey. Surely she would not still be up this late at night? Or I should say early hours… Maybe she had been here earlier? Could that explain the scent?‘No. She is here, scent is too strong for it to be earlier. Go and check if she is okay.’ Zion’s voice was almost ordering me. ‘What if she has fallen again?’ he adds.And at those words my heart was pounding in my chest. He was right. What if she had been in
Zion had pushed forward enough to take control of my body, to make me stumble forward toward Bailey, with his words fresh in my mind. Yes, giving her a kiss would likely shut her up, but it would likely result in me getting a black eye too! She looked angry.‘Be bold, Asher’” Zion’s voice urged.“Asher!” Bailey said, as I stopped myself knocking into her.I smiled down at her. Shit… it is a long time since I have tried being flirty with a woman. Do I really want to be flirty with her? I don’t even think I could... I’m not sure that I know how anymore.“What are you doing?” she snapped.I looked down to her again, my heart pounding within my chest. Hell, she could likely hear that… most of the pack could likely hear that… her beautiful brown eyes were glaring at me. I’d like to say gazing, but right now, it was definitely more an angry glare than an affectionate gaze. I gently raised my hand to softly run it along the skin of her cheek, and I heard her gasp the moment my fingers touch
I looked at the clock on my bedroom wall. I think I have delayed the inevitable for as long as I physically can. I should go to the packhouse to go and wish our pack's upcoming Alpha a happy birthday. The bane of my life. My brother’s best friend. One day to be Alpha Miles. Today he will turn 17, and meet his Alpha wolf. In all honesty, he was egotistical enough, thinking the world revolved around him, without him adding to that by finally gaining his wolf. Not your run-of-the-mill werewolf either. Oh no, Miles Davenport was destined to be an Alpha, so he would have a strong and powerful Alpha wolf, only adding to his arrogance and strength.The crazy thing is, Miles had once upon a time been one of my closet friends too. In my younger childhood... Friends, that kind of thing comes when your father is the Beta to the Alpha. The children spend a lot of time together, and become friends. My older brother, Jordan, became the wing-man to Miles. His closest friend and ally, who as his Bet
A Year LaterYet another birthday party for our beloved upcoming Alpha. Ha. Not my beloved upcoming Alpha. I hated the fucker. Breaking my heart without a second thought. What I had done to deserve that I had never got a proper explanation from him. Other than the frequent insults, of why would he want to be with someone like me? Did I look like Luna material to him? I had no clue. What the hell did Luna material look like in his eyes? Some blond bimbo, no doubt. They were the she-wolves he tended to spend his time with within our pack. The ones who worshiped the ground he walked on. That would do anything he asked of them. Ones that I highly doubted read much more than the work set of them at school.“Bailey!” my Mum yelled at me from the stairway of our family home. “Will you hurry up?!”“Do I really need to come to the party?” I responded. “I am telling you, Miles will not be bothered if I am not there!”“Your Aunt and Uncle will be though. And I am not explaining to them again why
Three Years LaterI drove the long road down to pack. I hated this drive. It was like returning to hell for me. Lotus Shadow Pack. My very own version of hell. Though, three years away, studying had been truly amazing. Transforming myself into the woman I should always have been. Confident. Self-assured. Brave. Just me. And now a fully qualified teacher.As a she-wolf, you spend so many years of your life being told your focus is finding your fated mate. Settling down with them and creating a strong matebond. A love. A family. Well, once I had come to accept that my naïve, teenage dreams would never surface, thanks to the moon goddess pairing me with a mate so incapable of loving anyone other than himself, I decided that my focus would be my career. My education had always been something I took great pride in. I loved to learn, and I had decided that I wanted to pass that gift along. I no longer cared what others thought of me. And, while at university, it felt so wonderful to be surr
I sit out in the garden drinking my morning coffee, with my laptop open scrolling desperately through the job vacancies, when I hear a deep growl to my left, causing me to swirl my head to look. Miles was resting his head on the garden fence from next door, overlooking our back garden, to where I was sitting. Watching me intently, the look upon his face was one of sheer disgust...I had no clue how long he had been standing there, or what had angered him to the point of growling, but he had made me jump. “Fucking hell, Miles.” I snapped, giving him a dark scowl. I had done well the past week since arriving and stayed out of his way. Managing to ensure I avoided all pack events, and ensuring I dodged any places he was likely to be. Yes, it meant I spent an awful lot of time in my bedroom at home, but I would rather do that than have to deal with him.Today, the sun was glorious, and I thought it would be nice to take my breakfast outside while I looked for jobs online. Sitting on the p