The door closes with a click behind us and I turn to lock it. We head down the hallway and I take in the white walls that travel up, up, up. They always made me feel so small. When I first moved into the packhouse, I fell in love with the old-fashioned vintage 19th-century European feel it gave off. I felt like a fairy tale princess who found her family after years of being locked away. I laugh at the thought. Alpha Joshua is a little OCD so everything has a place and there’s a place for everything. I’ve spent years making sure there wasn’t so much as a speck of dirt. It keeps everything clean and organized so it works. I was brought back to Gabe and I as we made our way down the stairs.
“I had an amazing night with this she-wolf Ady,” Gabe started.
“Instead of sleeping? Even though you knew we had work at the butt crack of dawn?” I asked.
“Yes Mom,” Gabe said sarcastically. “Anyway, back to the she-wolf—”
“Did said she-wolf have a name? Did this one have a boyfriend too?” I asked. Gabe waved me off and I stifled my laugh.
“You should have seen the tits on her. I had her in-” I cut him off for the second time before he could finish.
“Please spare me the details Gabe! I do NOT want to hear where, how, or what positions you had her in. If I wanted sexual entertainment, I would watch werehub. I’ll take your word for it, not please, shut uuup,” I groaned.
“I haven’t even told you the best part! You asked about her boyfriend,” Gabe pouted.
“Fine. Why am I not surprised? Tell me ABOUT THE BOYFRIEND,” I said.
“That’s the best part! He joined too,” Gabe moaned as he bit on his fist.
“Ew Gabe,” I shivered.
Gabe is one of my closest friends, one of my best friends if we’re being honest, but I swear on the Moon Goddess herself he is a manwhore. The biggest one if I’m still being honest. After every dirty sexcapade, he insists on telling me every detail like I care. Gabe swings an arm around my shoulder and his peppermint scent hits my nose as he leans in.
“Come on Ady. If I don’t tell you who else can I share my… experiences with?” Gabe whines.
I can image Felix, his wolf pouting and I have to stifle another laugh as the image of his floppy brown ears pop into my mind. Still, I will not be deterred. The last thing I want to do is hear my best friend going on and on about railing a she-wolf. I cover my ears and quicken my steps.
“Oh, my virgin ears,” I sing.
Gabe continues to pout when our feet hit the landing and I lead us toward the kitchen. He turns on the light and I drop my hands from my ears. No matter how tired I am at the start of the day or how exhausted I am at the end of it I feel accomplished knowing I am giving back to those that helped me when I had nothing. Without them I would have been a child rogue and most likely would have lost myself.
Shortly after I recovered I started working at the packhouse for Half Moon. This is where the Alpha, the Beta, the Gamma and their spouses stayed. There are a handful of Deltas that stay here too, but the Alpha and his family are priority. I’ve been here ever since. The room lights up, it’s wide and spacious. Just like the hallway, the walls inside the kitchen and sitting area go up, up, up. The ceiling is tall and gives it an open feeling.
There’s a long wooden table with black leather chairs. The kitchen sink and marble countertops on the right. Instead of pantries there are long wooden shelves on the walls. They hold the plates, bowls, and cups. I put on some music while Gabe brings out the ingredients for breakfast.
We have an agreement, we both do breakfast, Gabe will cover lunch while I go to school. I’m supposed to do dinner, but Gabe always shows up and helps me. Music helps the time go by quicker. I enjoy my early routine with Gabe. We get a lot done when we work as a team. Mavy comes running in as we are setting the table. She wraps her arms around my waist.
“Good morning Adea! Thanks for breakfast!”
Her hands fall from my waist and she kisses me on the cheek before she take a seat. Gabe grumbles by my side and I fight the smile that wants to spread across my face. Gabe is a firm believer that if Mavy was really my friend she would help cook or help relieve me from my duties.
“No problem Mavy. I made your favorite!” I sing.
Mavy giggles as I grab her plate. You can’t help but love her. Mavy is Alpha Joshua’s daughter and my best friend. She has been by my side since the first day I remember waking up in Half Moon.
“How did you sleep? When I got home last night I was so tired. I slept like a log!”
Alpha Joshua and Luna Rose had twins. That’s really rare for werewolves, especially for an Alpha. Thankfully Mavy was born a girl so she didn’t have to worry about fighting for succession. Had she been born a boy, I wonder if their relationship would be as good as it is now. Although they looked alike, Mavy and Shane were polar opposites.
Mavy resembled her father more and Shane looked more like his mom. Mavy’s eyes were gray like Alpha Joshua and Shane’s were a dark obsidian just like Luna Rose. Mavy was sweet and bubbly while Shane was quiet and broody. They both had black wavy hair, but Mavy’s was more loose beach curls while Shane’s was more tight.
Speak of the devil and he shall show.
AdeaShane walked through the kitchen door, his stride confident, his eyes dark. When they lock on me there’s a flicker of emotion there and I fight the urge to cower under his gaze. The need to run pumps through my veins, but I fight it tooth and nail and return the same energy he’s shooting my way. The corner of his lip twitches before it turns into a full on smirk as he walks across the room. Shane makes his way past me and his sister to take his seat in his usual spot. Gabe elbows me, a reminder to get their breakfast on their plates. The sooner they eat, the sooner we can leave. Today, we went for simple and easy. I filled their plates with scrambled eggs, buttered toast, and bacon.I bow in greeting as the Alpha and his mate walk through the other entrance. Alpha Joshua and Luna Rose look the exact same they did when I first came to Half Moon. They haven’t aged a day. I like to think it is their love that keeps them young. Alpha is tall like Shane, has black wavy hair and gray e
“Don’t me mad, you know I was only joking with you, don’t you Ad-y?” Shane asked.He uses Gabe’s nickname for me and I can see Gabe in the corner of my eye freeze over the sink. Shane’s eyes dart across the room to where my best friend stands. I don’t know what’s going on with him, but there’s something in his gaze that tells me he’s hostile.“Of course I knew you were joking,” I murmured in an attempt to get him to stop looking at Gabe that way.It’s common knowledge that there’s a different way of life within the packhouse. For a servant or a worker the sure way to a shitty life is to get on the bad side of the heirs or of anyone of rank. I plaster a smile on my face for my best friend as Shane looks away from Gabe and back to me. His fingers release my waist and slides lower down my back.“Shane’s sense of humor is oh-so-funny… not,” Mavy said.“I love you too,” Shane chuckled.The one time there wasn’t darkness in his eyes was when he talked to Mavy. It was plain to see that he th
ShaneMy first conscious thought that morning was Goddess-damned that feels good. Warm wet lips are wrapped around my cock and I flex my thighs and lift my hips without so much as opening my eyes. I can imagine whatever I want with them closed, I can imagine whoever I want. I bite on my bottom lip as she takes me so far down her throat she gags.Fucking choke on it.She swallows around my hard cock and I throw my head back as she does exactly what I asked. Soft fingers gripped my thigh as she crawled in between my legs. I gripped the back of her head and reveled in the motion of her head bobbing up and down. I imaged Adea’s long brown hair in my hands, that it was her soft lips around my length, and it was me she enjoyed in her mouth. Her tongue slides up and down my shaft as she sucks me like her life depends on it.“Oh fuuuuck,” I groan.She lifts her head and my cock stands and sucks on my tip before she lowers her mouth to my balls. I curse when she takes them into her warm mouth
“You’re greedy. Do you think greedy little girls get whatever they want?” I asked. My fingers pump in and out of her pussy. She cries out as I fuck her with my fingers fast and hard.“No,” she whimpers.“That’s right. They don’t, but you like being a bad girl, don’t you? You like making me angry. You like it when I hurt you. You like it when I take my anger out on you and you like it when I tell you how dirty you are. Say it,” I demand.“Yes, Alpha,” she moans.She isn’t who I want, but at this moment she can be what I need. I watch as her arousal seeps down my knuckles. I watch as my fingers disappear and reappear from her wetness. The sounds from my movements are filling like music to my ears. Her pussy clenches my fingers, she’s close. Right before she’s about to come, I stop.“Say it,” I demand.“I’m dirty and I like it when you hurt me,” she cries.She whines and I move my fingers again until she clenches tight for me, but again I stop. Refusing to give her what she wants, refusi
ShaneI was asked today to share a happy moment spent with my family, when I couldn’t think of one, I was asked to share any happy memory I had of my parents. Still, I couldn’t name one. Where familial bonds should pull me to them, an emptiness sits. If it weren’t for my twin sister I think I would have killed myself long ago.People think that I would look down on her or want her gone sine we are both technically heirs to the throne, but I would rather slit my own throat than to harm a single hair on her head. Had I been born an only child I firmly believe I would have killed my parents at an early age. Why do I harbor such hate towards them? Why do I not care about their expectations or low opinions of me?I was born with all of the memories from my previous life.Every terrible thing, every death, every time she chose him over me, I remember it all. As a child it was hard to sort multiple past lives out, but eventually I got the picture. I was doomed to an eternity of suffering, bu
My place in the world had always been chosen for me. My father the Alpha, my mother the Luna, and me, the future ruler of Half Moon pack. It had all been mapped out and it was my job to obey and follow his instruction.I’d known from a young age that the weight of responsibility would pass down to me. Despite knowing how that worked out in my previous lives, I clung to it, clung to responsibility, clung to my future title. It was the only thing I would have in this world.So I worked my ass off, slept around, and did as I was told. I did everything to be considered worthy of my pack. I did everything I could to be seen as worthy in my father’s eyes so that our agreement would be considered null. I would sacrifice, I would do anything to keep her safe even if she couldn’t stand me.My parents held no love for me, although I had a soft spot for my mother, I only had room in my heart for my sister. My kindness, my understanding only covered her. There were many things I grew up knowing I
Instinct told me to rip his throat out, slice his belly open, and pull his entrails out. I came to a stop, I stopped myself from making another move. As much as I wanted to kill him I couldn’t. Devin was my best friend. Even though pure hatred flowed through my blood, it isn’t his fault I haven’t told him about my feelings for Adea. The only person who could have suspected how I felt about Adea was too focused on herself. I loved my sister but she was dense. She didn’t notice the obvious, or she didn’t want to.I haven’t told anyone, but I thought I’d make it obvious that she was my play thing. I played with her, I couldn’t help it. I loved seeing the anger that flashed in her eyes when I did. It was the one time she dared look me in the eyes and I loved it when she challenged me. I needed her will to fight over her need to submit for me.I willed Max back and reminded him that this was Devin, our closest friend, our oldest friend, and our Beta. I would show him who Adea belonged to a
Shane4 years agoI didn’t like to listen to anyone, but Mavy could order me around and I’d listen. She demanded that I come with her to the hospital because she didn’t want to go alone. I hated hospitals and she knew it. I hated everything about them. The beeping noises, the smell of medicine, the sound of high heels click-clacking on the floor, and the smell of the dead that stained the walls. Mavy pulled on my arm as she whined about how slow I walked.“Hurry up, Shane! You’re not even trying!” Mavy yelled.“How would you know? You’re rushing like she’s going to leave,” I teased.“Shane,” Mavy warned.“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I’m coming, I’m coming,” I grumbled.“Walk like you want to get there today, not tomorrow,” Mavy whined.“It’s not like she’s going to be awake! We’ve been visiting all week and she hasn’t so much as twitched,” I said.I didn’t care that she hadn’t woken up yet. I didn’t like seeing her like that. I didn’t like knowing that she had been hurt so bad that she couldn’t