Phoebe
The girls gasps in unison, and I do the same because what the hell is happening here? Am I dreaming? Did Adrian just say he plans on making me his Luna? Unlike normal werewolves, an Alpha can claim their own mate, but why me?!
Adrian waits for my answer, his eyes never leaving mine. I feel as though the whole world is staring at me, waiting for me to say something.
What the heck do I do?!
My mind is racing, trying to make sense of everything that’s happening. Adrian, the alpha of our pack, wants me, a simple and weak omega, to be his Luna. It’s a dream come true, but at the same time, it feels surreal.
I’m definitely not Luna material, but I can’t reject Adrian in front of these people.
I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart and jittery nerves. “Yes,” I finally answer, my voice so low it could easily be missed if it weren’t for our superior hearing. “I would gladly be your future Luna.”
Adrian’s eyes light up, and a smile spreads across his face. He steps closer to me and takes my hand in his, bringing it to his lips. “You’ve just made me the happiest alpha in the world,” he says, his voice low and husky.
I can feel the eyes of Linda and her friends burning into me, but I don’t care. All I can focus on is Adrian, the man I’ve secretly been in love with since I was a pup, and the fact that he wants me to be his Luna is just...is this really happening?
Adrian turns to face Linda and her friends once again, a cold look on his face. “You will apologize to Phoebe right now,” he orders.
Linda looks like she’s about to protest, but a single glare from Adrian shuts her up. “I’m sorry,” she mutters, her eyes downcast.
Adrian nods in satisfaction. “Now get out of my sight.”
Linda and her friends hurry out of the café, and the tension in the air dissipates. I look at Adrian, who sighs and runs a hand through his dark brown hair.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
“I am,” I hand him a shy smile before growing serious. “I hope you understand that I only said I would become your Luna so that you wouldn’t feel embarrassed.”
He pauses. “Are you...rejecting me?”
“Well...yes? Don’t get me wrong!” I hold up my hands in the air, hoping it will stop him from getting angry. “I-I really like the idea, but...but I’m not Luna material!”
Adrian’s face softens. “And you don’t think that’s a role you grow into by being given it?”
I swallow thickly. “I...I don’t know.”
“Am I making you nervous?”
“What?” I almost shriek. “N-no, don’t be ridiculous.”
Adrian breathes a laugh, and then he steps closer - too close. His chest is in front of my eyes, and I’m forced to crane my neck to meet his mischievous dark eyes. He is so handsome.
“Are you sure?” he asks, cupping my cheek. I’m pretty sure his eyes are laughing at me. “Because you’re entirely red in the face, Phoebe. It looks like you’re blushing.”
I fight the urge to shiver from his touch. “Y-you must be mistaken.”
Adrian chuckles. “I really like you, Phoebe - I always have. Therefore, I would love to take you as my mate when you turn eighteen.”
“Why?” I search his eyes. “I’m not your fated mate, and if you pick me, then you won’t ever meet them - I would become your mate instead!”
“And?” he looks amused. “I would choose you over them any day of the week,” he purrs. “And who knows? You might be my mate. We won’t know before you turn eighteen.”
“I doubt that I am.”
“Then I will claim you and make it happen. Unless...” Adrian tilts his head, and I’m shocked when I see vulnerability on his face. “Unless you don’t want me.”
“N-no, that’s not what I...” I stop myself from saying too much, but it’s already too late. Adrian looks at me as if he knows exactly what I’m thinking. As if he knows exactly what I want. It angers me.
My mind is a confusing place - how come this boy knows me better than I know myself? It’s part of the reason why I like him so much, but it’s also why I suffer. Because while I like Adrian, I doubt I could become his Luna.
Why could he just be a normal werewolf...
“Well, think about it, okay?” Adrian’s voice is low and inviting as he leans in closer.
His face is just inches away from mine, I can feel the heat radiating off of him. My heart begins to flutter, and for a fleeting moment, I’m sure he is about to kiss me. Instead, his lips press against my forehead and linger there for a good couple of seconds.
It makes fireworks go off in my chest. I’m melting, and when he leans back, he whispers, “Think about it, okay?” before disappearing out through the door with his coffee.
Dear Lord, if Adrian kissing my forehead feels like magic, then how would it feel if he kissed my lips?
And wait a second, was that a love confession?!
It was... wasn’t it?
I stand rooted in my place even as he leaves, shocked and terrified all at the same time.
Adrian likes me. He actually likes me. I’m happy about that, but I don’t know how to feel about him claiming me. I’ve always been told that there is something special about a fated mate the moon goddess has chosen for you.
But what if Adrian would make me happy?
He is kind and caring and always knows how to make me laugh. He challenges me to be better, to be stronger, and to push myself to new limits.
The thought of not having him in my life is unbearable. But the idea of being with him, knowing that I’m not his fated mate, fills me with guilt. I don’t want to steal him away from someone else.
I think about that as I continue working. Soon my shift is over, and I lock the door to the cafe on the chilly night. I make my way home, lost in my thoughts, when a sudden noise startles me, and I turn around in the dark.
My eyes can’t spot anything in the alley. There are only puddles on the ground and a few scratched posters on the walls. Yet, despite that, I shout, “Is someone there?”
No answer.
I take a few steps forward until I’m standing in the middle of the alley, and suddenly, I hear a loud PANG. It sounds a lot like a gun. Shit...was I shot? I never get to confirm this as everything turns into darkness.
PhoebeMy head is hurting. It feels like I’ve been pulled from a sleep that has lasted a hundred years. My eyes flutter open, and I’m surrounded by white, blinding hospital walls that make me feel even more disoriented and confused.“Fucking hell. I thought you would never wake up...”Who is speaking to me?It feels like I’m being held, and I freeze when I realize strong, tanned arms are hugging me. Someone large is treating me like their personal teddy bear.Is this a dream?“Aurora?”Aurora? Who is that?I’m beyond confused and slowly turn around in the hospital bed, and that’s when I see him. He is the most good-looking man that I’ve ever seen. Not beautiful and soft like Adrian, but rougher around the edges. He has black hair, a square jaw, and the most mesmerizing set of blue eyes that I’ve ever seen, but he is...frowning at me?And wait - why the hell is he hugging me?!Panic kicks in, and I kick the man between his legs. “Release me, you pervert!”The man falls out of the bed,
PhoebeI have no idea what to think or what to make of this situation. At first, I thought I was dreaming, but I’m sitting in the car with Liam now, and I have yet to wake up. If this is a dream, it’s a very long dream. It also feels way too detailed.Liam glances at me from the driver’s seat. “What are you thinking about right now?”“I’m thinking about how fucked up this dream is,” I mutter and cross my arms over my chest.We are driving past streets in the dark since Liam has decided to take me to his place. Normally, I would be nervous about going to a guy’s house, but I don’t have time for that. All of this is too messed up to be thinking about that.“A dream? I can’t believe you…” He chuckles. “It’s not a dream, Aurora. You’re here. This is happening - this is real.”“Well, if this isn’t a dream, then I have no idea what is happening right now or why.”“You’re obviously confused from being in a coma for six months. The doctors said it’s common—”“No, I’m pretty sure that isn’t th
PhoebeI agreed to share a room with Liam, and now we are standing inside of his bedroom, getting ready for bed. I’m unsure if I should strip down or sleep in my t-shirt. I feel out of my element, and it’s so bad that I’m shaking.“You’re shaking,” Liam points out as he takes off his jeans, leaving him standing there in a white pair of Calvin Klein’s boxers. I try not to look at his massive bulge.“Y-yeah... I’m just...nervous, I guess?”“Why are you nervous?” Liam asks and cocks his head to the side to eye me with newfound curiosity.It’s hard to be honest with him. Beautiful people scare me. Everyone except Adrian and Liam is especially scary. When I’m around him, I feel funny. My heart pounds a little too fast, and there is sweat on my hands and back.Yet, despite that, I decide to be honest. “Because...because I’m not used to guys like you.”Liam frowns, insulted. “Guys like me, huh?”“No, don’t look at me like that!” I don’t want I don’t mean anything bad... it’s just...you have
PhoebeMy eyes flicker open, and I gasp. I’m lying in a warm, comfortable bed but not alone. There is a giant body wrapped around mine, breathing steadily in a slow, sleepy manner behind me. Are they sleeping? And where the hell am I?!My heart races, and I try to break free and get away, but my movements only seem to make the other person cling tighter to me. They are strong and powerful and easily keep me in place with their big-ass arms. Seriously, who is this? Hercules?I’m about to scream before I hear a deep, familiar voice muttering, “Five more minutes...” and that’s when I remember that I went to bed with Liam yesterday.The hot, beautiful Alpha of his pack. The guy who thinks that I’m his confused girlfriend who doesn’t remember her own identity.Shit, I had hoped all of that was a dream...I turn around in his arms, blushing when I’m faced with Liam’s pectoral muscles and dime-sized nipples. It looks like he lives at the gym, and I hesitantly reach out to touch him - don’t h
Adrian “Alpha Liam’s Luna has woken up from her coma, Alpha. I thought you might want to know.” Drake informs me. I clench my fists and stare out through the window, unable to answer my Beta. I’m too angry. Alpha Liam and his pack is the reason Phoebe is dead. Hearing that he is happy and that his beloved Luna has awakened from her coma makes me miserable. Alpha Liam doesn’t fucking deserve to be happy, not when he took everything from me. He might not have murdered Phoebe with his own hands, but one of his pack members did - Phoebe’s body had the scent of the Twilight pack on her - that’s why I hold Alpha Liam responsible for her death. He is a weak Alpha that can’t control his own pack members. Silent rage ticks against my jaw. It’s been five years since Phoebe died, and I’m still not fine. She was my childhood friend and the woman I was desperately in love with. Therefore, I won’t rest until the entire Twilight pack is destroyed and burned down to the ground. “We should send th
Phoebe “Are you sure this is a good idea? I’ve never participated in a pack hunt on this scale before.” “You will be fine,” Liam tells me. “More than fine, actually. You must be dying to come out and run since you haven’t shape-shifted in so long.” ‘He is right, you know,’ a voice I don’t recognize says inside my head. ‘Shape-shifting is essential to a wolf, and I haven’t been running for a long time.’ I fall silent, too shocked to answer. The voice inside my head, I know what it means - special werewolves have a voice inside their head - an alter ego, if you may. I didn’t have one in my old body, but it looks like Aurora has one. There is a giggle inside my head. ‘You can call me Aurora.’ ‘Are you an inner wolf?’ I ask. Silence. I guess Aurora doesn’t want to answer that question. I do, however, find it curious that her wolf shares the same name as her original human. “This will also be the perfect opportunity for you to meet your pack members again,” Liam continues. “I get t
Phoebe They say a werewolf’s eyes turn red after they have taken an innocent life, and this wolf’s eyes are red. This wolf smells like Adrian, but I don’t recognize the beast keeping me down on my back. No, not at all. This is the face of a murderer - not the one of my friend. ‘We should beg for our life here,’ Aurora suggests in a frightened tone. ‘I don’t like it either, but we haven’t awakened to our powers yet. You have to beg Adrian not to kill you, Phoebe.’ I pause. ‘T-this is Adrian?!’ I look up at the murderous creature and get more convinced Aurora must be wrong. This can’t be Adrian - he was kind and gentle, not a beastly lunatic with a thirst for blood. ‘A lot has changed,’ Aurora says. ‘He isn’t the same boy you once knew, but a very formidable Alpha known for his cold heart and murderous nature.’ Her words make me sad. Adrian was such a nice person when I met him, and if this is what he has turned into, I wonder what exactly happened. What made him turn into a monste
PhoebeThanks to the ghouls, it is as if winter has fallen. They have brought the cold with them. The air is crisp and chilly, and each inhale feels like I’m breathing in ice shards. My throat is sore, and there is a metallic taste of blood in my mouth.I glance at Liam. “I thought ghouls were just normal zombie-looking creatures. How can they bring in the cold?”“These ones aren’t normal, but first ones,” Liam informs me in a bitter tone. “And I think they are here for you. To eat your meat and drink your blood.”I scrunch up my nose, beyond disgusted. “Eww, why would they want to do that?”“Because they want to steal your powers.”I breathe a laugh. “Funny how they know I’m special when I don’t know it myself yet.”“That is funny,” Liam agrees. “Anyway, we need to shape-shift and get out of here.”I do as he says and turn into my white wolf while Liam turns into his massive black one. Together we race through the forest, set on escaping from the cold that is biting us in the back. B