“Dylan… Honey, wake up.” Jane Dwight, Dylan’s mom said in a gentle voice as she tries to wake her son up. After several failed attempts, she stood up from his bed where she was previously sitting and walked towards the window.
“You know… I sometimes wonder where you got this attitude.” Mrs Dwight drew back the curtains to let sunlight into the bedroom.
Dylan groaned in annoyance, burying himself deeper under the covers.
“I’m a morning person and so is your dad. So tell me, where in the world did you get this laziness from?” She continued, throwing back the covers to reveal a grumpy looking Dylan.
“Good morning to you sleepyhead.” She greeted with a smile of triumph when she received the usual morning grumble from her annoyed second son.
“Morning mom” Dylan groggily and grudgingly replied after sitting up properly on his bed.
“Daniel is waiting for you in the living room, so you two can go for your usual morning run.” His mom informed him, placing a kiss on his forehead before leaving the room. That was his cue to go freshen up.
Although he doesn’t show it, Dylan really appreciates it when his mom comes to his bedroom to wake him up. It gives him some sort of strength, to know that someone still cares and believes in him, because he lost hope in himself a long time ago.
He rubbed his face with both of his hands, to remove the sleep from his eyes and dragged his feet towards the direction of his bathroom. He shouldn’t keep Daniel waiting. If his elder brother wants to go for a morning run, that means he has something on his mind.
“Finally!” Daniel sighed as soon as he spotted his younger brother jogging down the stairs.
“Good morning. Sorry to keep you waiting.” Dylan wasted no second to apologize while they exchanged a bro hug.
“It’s nothing, kiddo.” Daniel replied.
“You might wanna stop calling me that.”
“What? You’re scared of getting into trouble with David?” Daniel teased.
“Exactly… Let’s get out of here before he wakes up.”
Dylan was already heading towards the door as he said those words.
Daniel and Dylan jogged for over an hour until they decided to take a breather.
“C’mon, spit it out.” Dylan encouraged his big brother with a gentle nudge when they were catching their breaths.
Daniel took a deep breath and stared at his younger brother for a split second. He was internally grateful to have someone who understood him so well.
“Dad came over to my place last night.” He eventually said in reply.
“And?...”
“He plans to hand over the pack to me pretty soon.” Daniel explained, sounding not so excited about the news.
“Well, that’s great news. Congratulations bro.”
Dylan was super excited for his elder brother who was finally going to become the alpha of their pack. It was high time their dad handed over the responsibility of running the pack to his 25 years old brother, who was long overdue to be the alpha.
“Why do I feel like I’m the only one excited about this?” Dylan couldn’t help but ask when he noticed the blank expression on his brother’s face.
“I don’t think I wanna be an alpha anymore.”
“What?!” Dylan exclaimed in surprise. He couldn’t believe what he just heard.
Over the years, his elder brother has eagerly anticipated the day he would become the Alpha of Greenwood pack, so why is he having a change of mind at the very last minute?
“Daniel, I don’t get you at all.. you’ve always wanted this. I mean.. your position as our alpha is long overdue, so where is all this coming from?” He asked in confusion, hoping Daniel would make him understand.
“I know I’ve always wanted this, but that was in the past. Right now I don’t think I’m ready for such a huge responsibility.” Daniel confessed, settling himself on the grass.
“Things are a lot different now than they were in the past… I have a mate and a son whom I enjoy taking care of. Besides, it’s not like dad is too old to continue running the pack.”
“Oh.. I get it. You’re having a cold feet.” Dylan copied his brother’s action by joining him on the grass.
“It’s not just that. I enjoy the quiet life. Becoming an alpha means a lot of things will have to change.” His elder brother continued, finally expressing his real fears.
Never in Dylan’s lifetime did he imagine his brother having a weak side. Daniel was his role model because he has the strength of both their dad and mom, who used to be a warrior making him the strongest and the second largest werewolf after their dad.
“You’re going to be a great alpha, and Mason is gonna be super proud of his dad.”
Daniel smiled at Dylan’s compliment. He desperately needed those words from his confidant.
“Now, that’s the smile I’ve been waiting for all morning.” Dylan teased as he tried to ruffle his brother’s hair. Before his hand could even reach for Daniel’s hair, he was stopped midway by Daniel’s strong hand.
“Not fair! I never get to ruffle your hair.” He muttered while smoothening his own hair Daniel had succeeded in ruffling.
“Little brothers don’t get to ruffle their big brothers hair.” Daniel replied with a proud smirk.
“I’m glad you trust me with your issues.” Dylan said with a sincere smile.
“Besides Paige, you’re the only person I can open up to. That’s why I want you to be my beta.”
“Wow! Look at that mountain of breakfast. I don’t recall today being your birthday.” Dylan, who was just returning from training their pack warriors in place of Daniel joked, ruffling their youngest brother, David’s hair.David, who was concentrating on finishing his strawberry waffles smiled in return with a polite greeting.“Good morning to you too, superman. Where is mom and dad?” Dylan asked, pouring himself a glass of water as he noticed that his younger brother was the only one having breakfast in the dining room, which was unusual.“Dad’s study.” David simply replied, pointing upstairs where their dad’s study was located.If their parents are in the study, that means whatever they are discussing is really important and it has to do with the pack.“Did something come up?” He asked his younger brother just to be certain.Although David was only eight, he was a smart kid so Dylan was sure to get even the tiniest bit of information from him.“I don’t know, but I think it’s importan
The entire room was silent, as they all stared at Dylan. Daniel was relieved to see him, but he couldn’t say the same for his dad, who was wearing a poker face. Dylan had a fallout with his dad after he turned twenty and still wasn’t able to find his mate. For a male werewolf in the Greenwood pack, having a mate was something of great pride as it boosted their ego. Not being able to find his mate even at twenty one has made his dad extremely disappointed in his one time favorite son.“Go on, I’m listening.” Desmond said in a dry voice as he made himself comfortable on his study chair so he could stare directly at Dylan, who was leaning on the door.“I mean, there is no need to be overly sensitive about this whole issue… We all know that for generations, the Pride pack doesn’t make any careless move unless you’re considered an enemy. And to be counted as an enemy, you have to make one wrong move against them, which if I’m correct we haven’t done.”“In essence, you are in agreement wit
Dylan was taking a shower when his thoughts suddenly traveled back to his eighteenth birthday. That day was the most anticipated day of his entire life because he would finally get to know who his mate was. FLASHBACKFrom childhood, everyone had thought that Dylan’s best friend, Charlotte, Benjamin’s daughter would be his mate since they did practically everything together, but the moon goddess had some other plans.Charlotte, whose birthday was a month earlier, found her mate two days after her birthday party when the entire pack had concluded that it was going to be him. To everyone’s surprise, it wasn’t Dylan but their pack’s youngest doctor that was mated to Charlotte. Benjamin wasn’t too happy about it but there was nothing anyone could do about it.On Dylan’s eighteenth birthday, his mom organized a grand party and invited every eligible female werewolf in the pack, just so he would find his mate that day. Hours passed and nothi
After Dylan’s conversation with his mom, he came to the conclusion that he would move into the pack house. He can’t continue living with his family because at this rate, he’ll probably not make it out alive if he gets into another fight with his dad. While heading to the pack house to clean up a room for himself, Dylan’s phone started to ring. He decided to ignore it since he wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone, but the caller didn’t seem like he was going to give up anytime soon, so he reached for his phone inside his pocket. Just as he was he was about to answer the call, a black armored Chevrolet Suburban SUV pulled up beside him and two buff guys on shades climbed out of the car. One stood in front of him, blocking his path while the other stood behind him.“What is this about?” Dylan irritatedly asked, thinking this was his dad’s doing.Neither of the men responded to his question, but rather the one in front nodded in signal to the other, who immediately covered Dylan’s nose w
‘Martinez, Martinez, Martinez.’ The name wouldn’t stop ringing in Dylan’s ears. That was a name every werewolf dreaded. The mere thought of the name ‘Martinez’ terrified both young and old werewolves to their bones.What in the world did he do to offend the moon goddess, to make her give him such a mate? Why of all the packs in the world did the moon goddess decide that his mate should come from Greenwood’s rival pack, the most feared pack in the world, the Pride pack.Dylan slumped on the couch, too perplexed to even think. His life was far worse than hell.Isabel leaned against the door with a heavy sigh. She finally has her mate, her companion, the missing piece that completes her, the love of her life in her pack, in her life. This was undoubtedly the most fulfilling day in her entire life. For three years she felt empty and incomplete, always looking forward to the right moment when she was prepared enough to meet her mate. She worked so hard all these years to be a better alpha
A loud knock on the door woke Dylan up the next morning. Surprisingly he slept like a baby all through the night. He grumbled at whoever was interrupting his sound sleep and dragged himself out of bed. He wasn’t completely awake until he opened the door and a well built six foot guy with brown hair and eyes walked into the bedroom with a pile of clothes in his hands. He carefully placed them on the bed and turned around to face a fully awake Dylan.“Good morning alpha. Alpha Martinez asked me to bring these to you –““Hold on. I think you’re making a mistake… I’m not your alpha.” Dylan interrupted, thinking the stranger in front of him was referring to Isabel and her dad.“Where is Isabel?” He didn’t wait for a reply and was already making his way outside the bedroom.“She’s on her usual morning run.” The stranger who was behind Dylan replied.‘At least we have something in common.’ He thought to himself.“And you are?..”“Fernando. I’m a delta in the pack but currently, I’m at your s
Dylan kept receiving stares from the pack members. Fernando was currently taking him on a tour around the pack as instructed by Isabel. In comparison with Greenwood pack, Pride pack was also a very large pack with vast green area and mountains. The pack consisted of separate pack houses probably due to their large population. Unlike other packs, the Pride pack was quite populated. Surprisingly, its population didn’t just comprise of werewolves, but also humans.‘How could a pack considered to be selfish and brutal to outsiders have so many humans in it?’ Dylan couldn’t help but wonder.“We’re here.” Fernando’s voice interrupted Dylan’s thoughts. He was referring to the pack’s training camp which Dylan insisted on seeing.He couldn’t conceal the surprise on his face as he stared at the vast training ground. Any werewolf would be eager to train in such an environment.No wonder they had the largest number of warriors.“Let me show you around.” Fernando said, guiding Dylan around the cam
The alarm went off at 5:30am. Isabel threw her arms on the nightstand, lazily reaching for the alarm and turning it off. She stretched herself out on the bed and stared at the ceiling, to keep herself fully awake. Her thoughts couldn’t help but wander back to her mate. He was everything she desired in a mate. From his gorgeous dirty blonde hair that she felt tempted to run her fingers through, to his perfectly defined facial features. She could already imagine his sexy stubbles tickling her cheeks while they share a steamy kiss, with his strong arms around her waist. Isabel started feeling hot from these careless and filthy thoughts. She threw the duvet on the floor and jumped out of bed to distract herself from the thought of her mate. The heat wasn’t going away, much to her displeasure. “What’s going on?” She mumbled, rushing into the bathroom to have a quick shower. This isn’t right. She wasn’t supposed to go into heat until next week, that was why she gave her mate only a wee