Dahlia POV.
“Wakey, wakey hooman.” I groan, clutching the pillow tighter over my head. The one thing I hate is being woken up in the mornings, especially when I’m hungover to death. I only wish that Celeste, my wolf, would get the damn memo.
“Celeste, shut the fuck up!” I moan as she chuckles in my head. Damn wolf!
“Na ah, no can do princess, get your ass up. Today’s the day, we will find him. Our mate.” if I didn’t already have a banging headache, I would certainly have one now. She is bouncing on her paws, letting out excited yips and playful barks.
“No, we won’t. Or have you forgotten? We don’t have one.” I snap at her as I roll over, pulling the quilt higher, when my hand brushes against something cold. She whimpers.
“Of course we do. Now we are 21, we will find him. Now, up, up, up shower, shit, brush your teeth and, for fuck’s sake, brush your hair.” I crack my eyes open and remove the quilt. I chuckle, still a little bit drunk, as I find the empty bottle of wolf’s brew.
Today is my 21st birthday, and it is safe to say I got carried away with the pity party I had by myself in my favourite tree. When I was 16, I shifted for the first time. Mom and dad were shocked that it happened, and it didn’t take a genius to know it was too soon.
My training has changed and become more intense since then. In preparing me for my future of Alpha of Alpha’s.
The worst period of my life, if I’m being honest. My best friend, well, my only real friend, Malachi, who is 6 years older than me, wouldn’t speak to me, let alone look at me after I shifted. I don’t understand why the sudden change. I texted him and called, but he never responded, so I gave up. Some friend he is.
When I turned 18, I began shadowing my parents. The mighty Alpha Destinee and Alpha Titus Blackwood. Aura, my mom’s wolf, is the wolf that once belonged to our Moon Goddess, Selene. But still they are both great parents, but whenever I bring up the fact that they have twin sons and they can have the title, it always causes arguments with them both.
I may be alpha born and Selene declared my future. But I don’t want it. If anything, one of the twattlings should take over. I hate it; I hate being here. I just want to live a normal life. Travel, make friends because of who I am and not for my title or what they can gain from me.
Sighing, I get up, standing on wobbly legs as I stagger to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, I chuckle to myself. Fucking hell, goddess, I’m so damn attractive.
My long brown hair is a tangled and matted mess. I have mud and twigs sticking to it. Mud on my face and down my legs. I chuckle as I remember I fell out of the tree, landing in a muddy puddle. Good times.
I begin removing the debris as my head pounds before I stagger into the shower to try to feel more alive.
“Come on, hooman, we need to find him. I think you may be pleasantly surprised.” I groan, banging my head lightly against the tiles in the shower.
“Please, just stop. For the love of the Goddess, just shush!” I snap at her when she clicks her tongue and sticks her snout into the air. Oh, here we go.
“You’re mean you know that. I have put up with your moody ass for the last five years Dah and today we could find our mate and you aren’t even bothered. What happened to you?” she asks, and I ignore her. Because even I don’t know the answer to that.
After my long shower and I feel more human, I throw on my yoga pants and sports bra. May as well hit the gym. I told my parents after what happened on my 16th that I won’t be celebrating my birthday anymore, much to their dismay. How can I when tomorrow is the damn anniversary of the war against the rogues. Many died that day, so it doesn’t feel right celebrating my birthday when the wolf community still feels that loss even 21 years on.
Making my way down the hall, I put in my ear buds and crank the music up, placing my phone in my pocket. I bypass everyone as I head to the gym. When pain begins to bloom in my lower belly. I bite my lip as I keep moving.
Celeste whimpers in my head.
“Cel, what is it?” I ask with a groan as I place a hand on the wall. My teeth pierce my bottom lip as I taste the metallic on my tongue. She whines louder. My knees give way and my breath catches in my throat. My hands move to my stomach.
She howls in my head, and I scream out as I fall down. My body convulses on the floor as my claws erupt as the pain moves to my chest, and I claw at my chest to stop it.
“Mate, is with another.” She whimpers as I roll onto my side, blood coating my chest when the pain stops. I pant and groan out. My hands shake as a growl rips from my throat.
Werewolves have something called a mate bond, not only do we find the other half of our soul, or as humans call it a soulmate. It means they have been bonded to us by our Goddess. The one who is perfect for us. But we can also feel their pain, their emotions and can find them by the bond or their unique scent.
He was with another? That means I know who he is. The pains of his betrayal, him cheating with another she-wolf.
Damn him, he will regret this. I pull myself up with a growl as I stagger to my feet. My fingers dripping with blood as my chest heals and I move, my vision doubling as I make my way to the front of the packhouse and outside into the blinding sun.
I fall down the steps and land harshly, winding myself as the air leaves me in a long huff. I pull myself up and see the looks on some of the pack member’s faces they are whispering. The looks they give me show nothing but pity! They can fuck off as well!
“Oh my Goddess, she looks like shit.” One says and I snarl as I move forward.
“Poor thing never stood a chance, and she won’t now,” another said. They knew! They all fucking knew!
I take off into a staggered jog, pushing faster when I catch the scent as I skid to a stop. Celeste perks up.
“Mate, he is here.” She says, and I look around before closing my eyes and breathing in the scent of leather and something earthy. I let my nose guide me.
“He is close.” She says with a whimper.
I follow the scent to the training ground. Looking around for the one who it could be when my eyes land on him. Tall, muscular, with tattoos on his bare chest and down his rippling muscled arms. His dark hair, tanned skin, those eyes. The deep brown like dark pools of chocolate, I could get lost in them.
Everything around me fades as our gazes lock, when I shake my head as I look into his eyes. I back away slowly. No!
I can’t accept this. I can’t accept him! He knew who I was to him! He fucking knew! He caused me pain! The pains of betrayal!
Malachi!
Dahlia POV.My vision blurs with tears when I feel rage, sadness, shock. “Why?” my chest heaving as he gets closer. He reaches for me and I take a step back and he sighs, dropping his hand. He looks at me sadly. But I won’t fall for it.“I asked you a fucking question, Malachi. Why?” I snarl out, wanting his fucking blood.“Dahlia, listen. I’m sorry ok! I was going to tell you. I couldn’t. I’m sorry, my love.” I scoff as I look away, my fists balled and my nails drawing blood.“You knew for a long time. Yet, you ran like a pussy. You refused to look at me, you refused to speak to me. You were my best friend, Mal. But I know it meant shit to you. I can’t do this.” I say as the tears leave my eyes, but I wipe them away angrily. He sighs as he clenches his fists. Even now, he can’t offer me any form of comfort. It’s for the best.“Dahlia, I’m sorry. I never meant to cause you any pain.” I slap him across his face and I glare at him. Celeste wants his head.“You never wanted to cause me
Dahlia POV.We shift back and make my way back to the packhouse. I need to speak to my parents and tell them what I want to do.I can’t let the pack see how much this has hurt me, so I suck it up. Hold my head high, chest out, and strut. This is my pack, my home, and I won’t be made to feel like I don’t belong here.Walking past the wolves who lower their eyes, I ignore them as I continue to walk to the packhouse when I hear a crash and my father’s furious voice. I groan as I take the steps two at a time and jog towards his office. Beta Marcus and his mate Beta Kendra are standing outside his office when I hear another crash. I burst through the door and see my father his hands planted on his desk, his fangs elongated and his green eyes shining. I look around for the danger and see Malachi and Sapphire sitting in front of his desk. I look to the left and see my mom, sitting there looking unimpressed with what is happening in here.“Ok, what the fuck is going on?” I shout as all eyes
Dahlia POV.Back in my room after that odd encounter with the unnamed Alpha. I lay staring at the ceiling as my phone vibrates again. I groan and roll over and grab it off the nightstand and see missed calls and messages from my dad, mom, Malachi, my twin brothers, and other people. I swipe them all away and turn it off.“Celeste, are you awake?” I ask as I roll back onto my back and she hums in acknowledgment.“Who was he?” I ask her as I can’t get his eyes from my head. Those grey-blue eyes seem familiar, but I can’t place them.“Alpha Silas Reynolds. He is the Alpha from the Silver Moon pack. You have seen him before. He is allied with Venom Fang.” She says, and I sit up and think. Oh my goddess, she is right.“We can’t stay here. He will inform father and I don’t want to see him or mom just yet.” I say to her and jump out of bed and gather my things.“Dahlia, stop! You can’t keep running. Just get some sleep and we will have a conversation with him in the morning. He knows who you
Dahlia POV.“You will have your own room and bathroom. You are the only female alpha we have that is entering our training program. We have omegas who will cook and clean. The men you will be training with are the next alpha’s inline to take over their packs, so be warned.” He says as we walk up the driveway to the massive packhouse in front of us.“I thought this was a camp?” I ask, looking up at the imposing building.“The packhouse is the training centre, the camp is behind. You, however, as well as the rest of the future alphas, will be staying here. They share barracks. You won’t be.” He says, and I stop walking.“So I’m being treated differently because I’m a female?” this is stupid, just one more example of the difference between she-wolf and male.“You are the first female alpha to come here since we started this ten years ago. Those men in there will see you as another hole to fuck and play with. The reason we started this was because of your mother.” I look at him, confused
Dahlia POV.After dinner, an omega shows me the way to alpha Reynold’s office and I knock on the door and wait for him to tell me to enter. When he does, I walk in with my head low.“Please, sit down Dahlia.” He says and I take a deep breath and move towards his desk and sit down.“I know things are done differently in Venom Fang, but here you follow the rules. So I will let it slide just once. You are to show respect at all times. I know that may be difficult for you. You have come from the largest pack in the world. So I know you don’t see the need to stand on ceremony. But here I run a tight ship and I hold the reins.” He says, and I look at him. Did he just basically call me spoiled? “Just because I come from the biggest pack doesn’t mean I have been treated like a princess. I have been training my whole life, for a life and a position I didn’t want. So with all due respect, Alpha, you only know what you have read and briefly seen of me. Don’t confuse me with some self entitled l
Malachi POV.Every day for the past four years, we have all tried to find Dahlia, but it’s like she has vanished from the face of the earth.Destinee and Titus have used pack resources to find her, but always come up empty-handed. Today would have been her 25th birthday, four years to the day that she left after learning of not just mine but her parents and the pack’s betrayal towards her.Every day, I try to get her to open the pack link, but nothing, not even Fenrir or Selene, have been able to find her. “Daddy.” I am pulled out of my thoughts when my little boy Harrison enters the living room, rubbing his eyes and I stand up, moving to scoop him up.“Good morning, little man. Did you sleep well?” I ask him as I kiss his head.“Yeha. But I’m hungry daddy.” He says, nodding his head, and I chuckle at him. It has been hard the past four years since he was born.Sapphire died bringing him into the world, so I have raised him on my own. We broke up not long after Dahlia vanished. Sapph
Dahlia POV.After four years, our training is complete. Out of the twenty of us that started this journey, only fourteen made it through.“So, we heading to your pack?” Lucius says as he puts his arm around my shoulders and I roll my eyes at him.One night, while I was showering. Six of the males tried to rape me. They knocked out the omega when I was showering and attacked. I fought them off, but six on one I couldn’t. I took down three before I was slammed headfirst into the wall.It was Lucius, Brent, Johnny, and Dex that pulled the male off me and Lucius ripped his throat out before they killed the others. Since then, we became friends.“Don’t you have your own pack to go back to? Why are you so incessant to follow me like a lost puppy?” I say to him when he whines and sticks out his bottom lip. Oh goddess no, not the puppy dog eyes.“Don’t you do it.” I warn when he does it. Goddamn it.“Please, we will behave.” My eyes widen. We?“We, what we? Who is we?” I ask when I see the ot
Dahlia POV.“Well, look who decided to come home.” She scoffs at me as I move closer. I ignore her and smile at the little blonde-haired girl, who looks extremely uncomfortable and sad.I move to my knees in front of the little girl and she gulps, looking up at the huge alpha males behind me.“Hey, what’s your name?” I ask her gently, and she looks at her mother before she looks at me.“Sarah.” She stutters out, well that won’t do. I don’t want this pup to be scared of me.“That is a lovely name for a pretty little girl, and who is this?” I turn and look at the little dark-haired boy who is looking at me with the same eyes as his father.“Harrison.” I smile at him as I stand up.“Nice to you meet you both. I’m Dahlia. Do you both know the way to the day care?” I ask and they nod, biting their little lips and I smile at them, seeing them relax slightly.“Ok, why don’t you both go and head inside while the grownups talk?” I say as Malachi nods his head before kissing his son and setting