Jesse
I never thought I would see the day. And yet it came in the most unexpected way.
I stood on the packhouse balcony, holding a glass of scotch. The golden liquid sparkled in the fading sunlight, matching the warm feeling inside me. It had been two days since I first saw the girl who stole my heart, and ever since then, my whole world changed.
Before that special night, my life was ordinary. Leading my pack, Silverfang, and taking leisurely walks in the woods were my main concerns. Finding a life partner wasn't something I thought about much, except when my mother reminded me of my duty.
But now, everything was different. My mother's words echoed in my mind, urging me to find the woman who would be my Luna, my destined mate. Her words mattered because, as the pack leader, it was my responsibility to fulfill this duty. So there I stood on the balcony, with the lingering taste of scotch, knowing that my life would never be the same.
Don’t get me wrong, I had a fair share of daydreaming about who my mate would be. My mom and dad had a blissful marriage, which opted me to seek for my own.
Normally, a male werewolf would find their mates once they reached their morphing age. But in my case, it was different. For years, I had waited for her but she never came. I even traveled far and wide to search for her but my efforts were futile.
It was like finding a needle in a bunch of haystacks.
In the end, I gave up finding her, letting fate completely take its course. But that didn’t mean I totally forget about her, rather, I had entrusted our fate to the deity who weaved our fates together. It gave me a lot of lonely nights and failed expectations. My sister even proposed I seek a prospective bride, as she thought that I may not find my actual mate in this lifetime. I did, but eventually, I couldn’t get myself to do it. Somehow, something inside of me was telling me that I need to be patient as I would finally meet her when the right time comes.
Who would have thought that of all the places, I would find her at the annual Moonlight Gala? I never liked this party. For me, going here was just a waste of time. Nothing productive was ever achieved in attending to this other than a show of wealth and influence. While I had both, it was never my thing to show them around. Apart from this, I was reminded of my failure of finding my own mate by looking at the alpha pairs around me. It was a horrible party to attend if you were still mateless. In fact, I already missed attending two years in a row but somehow, something pulled me to dress up and go this year. I am glad I did for that was the moment I saw Carrie James for the first time.
I was minding my own business, trying to kill the night with some alcohol and boring conversations when my nose caught on something. At first, I just thought I smelled fresh lemon but the scent was not that sharp. It was zesty yet at the same time, sweet like that of an apple. But as the smell traveled inside my system, it became softer and more pleasant. It reminded me of the first burst of ocean air or the warmth of the first summer sun. I was still under its spell when my wolf shouted “Mate” inside my head.
“Son, I was told by one of our Sentinels that our visitors entered our border. They will be here any minute now. Shall we go downstairs?”
I turned my head backward and smiled at my mother. She stretched her hands and draped them in my arms as we both descended the stairs.
Minutes later, the omegas and servants started to line up outside. I took a deep breath, as I heard the car stop at the entrance of the packhouse. I smelled four scents and unloaded the vehicle, with one that I swore I would never get tired of smelling.
My wolf Vigo leaped in joy. He was normally quiet and snob but this time, I saw enthusiasm in him for the first time. He was literally over the moon the same as I was.
Then, my mate revealed herself. It was magic all over again.
Her eyes, a mix of grey and blue, had a captivating coolness that seemed out of this world. They drew me in, enchanted by the mysteriousness of it.. She wore a black dress that hugged her figure gracefully, highlighting her elegance and subtle charm. Her wavy brown hair flowed down her shoulders, framing her face in a natural expression of beauty.
With light makeup, her features were accentuated, allowing her inner radiance to shine through. And when she smiled, it felt like a moment of pure enchantment, as if time itself paused to highlight it. But it was her eyes, those mesmerizing grey-blue orbs, that truly took my breath away.
As our eyes locked, everything stood still. I felt a deep connection as if her beauty surpassed every earthly standard. She was truly a masterpiece. Every curve and detail whispered tales of perfection.
I couldn't help but be amazed by her sight before me. Somehow, it made me conscious of my own features. Does she like what she was seeing? Does she find me attractive as well? I am always confident in how I look and carry myself but not with the sight of her beauty. I knew I had encountered a woman beyond comparison, a woman whose presence would forever leave an unforgettable mark on my heart.
I watched in silence as my mom chatted with her family. I couldn't help but stare at her, like a love-struck teenager. Suddenly, she looked up and smiled at me.
"Mate," we both said at the same time.
And in that moment, everything changed. I was overwhelmed with emotions, as if time had frozen and the whole world was holding its breath.
And there, I fucking lost it!
JesseI didn’t know what had gotten into me but the moment I saw her beautiful smile, my feet grew a mind of their own. I just found myself walking towards her, throwing all my inhibitions in the process. I thought it was all on me until I felt Vigo’s presence. I realized that we both wanted to do this, making me a bit braver in doing so. I pulled my mate’s waist and tilted her chin up. The next thing I knew, my lips were pressed into hers. I had tasted multiple lips before but nothing compared to hers. It was sweet and addicting, something that I would never stop craving for the rest of my life. It was nothing like I imagined, only a thousand times better. I knew everyone’s eyes were on us at that point but I simply didn’t care. As I let go of her lips and stared at those beautiful orbs, I whispered, “Mine. All mine.”The world seemed to come to an abrupt halt, time freezing in its tracks. My heart pounded in my chest, the suspense thick in the air. A few seconds passed, and just a
CarrieI went here with one goal in mind, to use the alpha of Silverfang, Jesse Morris, to make my ex-boyfriend jealous.Vera, my wolf spirit, was upset. She hid away in the depths of my mind, refusing to communicate. But I paid no attention to her. She knew me well. My inner wolf understood that I was determined and persistent. I always pursued what I desired, unshaken by my father or my overprotective brothers.But one kiss changed everything. I am no virgin. I wasn't inexperienced when it came to kissing and pleasuring a man. I could proudly say that I shared all my firsts with just one man—Noah. This was uncommon for she-wolves, you see. We were expected to remain pure until we discovered our destined mate. We were supposed to remain chaste until we met them. That was the general expectation, but not mine. I had always been different. I rejected conformity and established my own rules. My body, my choice. Consequently, many members of our pack despised me for being so open-minde
Carrie"I know. It's your alpha, right?"His words hit me like a sudden gust of wind, leaving me momentarily stunned. How could he possibly know about Noah? The realization washed over me, connecting the dots with my brother's late-night conversation with this man. "Did my brother tell you about me and Noah?""Yeah.""What else did he tell you?""Everything."My lips pressed tightly together as a lump formed in my throat. It felt unjust. This stranger, who knew every intimate detail about me, remained a mystery to me, save for his name.The weight of our circumstances bore down on me, amplifying the intensity of the moment. I locked eyes with him, drawing in a deep breath before gathering the strength to continue."Now that you know, I guess this is goodbye.""What? Why?" His eyebrows furrowed in confusion."Seriously? I just confessed my love for another man. Are you trying to tell me—""I accept it," he interrupted, brushing aside my words as inconsequential. "It doesn't matter.""
CarrieI sat in the room, surrounded by walls that felt like they were closing in on me. Anger and frustration swirled within me, intensifying my desire to escape this place. I refused to go out and face the world at Silverfang. The mere thought of it made my blood boil. Being forced to stay here against my wishes was the thing I hated the most, and the fact that Jesse, my so-called mate, had conspired with my family only made it worse.But the biggest blow came when my spirit wolf, the one I had always relied on, betrayed me by refusing to help me leave. I felt utterly alone in this unfamiliar territory, with no one to turn to for comfort. I felt so alone. Just when I thought I couldn't bear it any longer, a knock on the door disrupted the suffocating silence. It was Nancy, Jesse's mom. She had done nothing wrong to me and always made me feel welcome since I arrived here, so I hesitantly allowed her into the room. As she entered, her warm smile and compassionate eyes met mine. Her
Carrie Nancy guided me to my room after the celebration, her touch providing solace amidst my whirlwind of emotions. Sensing my restlessness, she said, "The announcement must have tired you. You should take a rest." I mustered a grateful smile and replied, "I appreciate your concern, Nancy, but I think I need to reach out to my family. I want to call them if that's alright." Nancy nodded, her warm smile unwavering. "Of course, Carrie. I understand. Come with me, I'll take you to Jesse's study. It's more private there." We walked in silence, and as we entered the study, she patted my back reassuringly. "Take all the time you need, Carrie. If you need anything, I'll be right outside." Closing the door behind me, I took a deep breath and surveyed the room. The familiar scent of Jesse enveloped the space, stirring conflicting emotions within me. I pushed aside those thoughts, determined to focus on dialing the phone. The aroma lingered, intoxicating my senses. It made my heart race and
Carrie As I closed my eyes, all I could think about was the impending impact of the creature rushing toward me. I braced myself for the strong force of hitting the ground or being wounded by its sharp claws. But to my surprise, none of that happened. Instead, a commanding voice made the creature come to a halt. "Thunder! Stop it, boy!" Everything unfolded rapidly. Jesse, holding the creature—a leopard—stroked its fur gently, calming it down. The once ferocious beast now sat on the ground, resembling a tamed creature, far from the image that had made me tremble. Concern filled Jesse's eyes as he tended to me. "Are you okay, Carrie?" "Y-Yeah," I stuttered, my gaze shifting to the leopard. "Is he... your pet?" "He's a friend. I named him Thunder," Jesse replied. He beckoned the leopard, and it approached him. Jesse patted its head, and the animal responded with affection. "I grew up with him. My dad brought him back to Silverfang after his prowl abandoned him, probably due to his sm
Carrie As expected, Jesse introduced me to the history of Silverfang through books and written accounts. Gradually, I began to understand why the people here cherished the current state of peace. It hadn't always been like this. Similar to other wolf packs, Silverfang's journey toward a peaceful existence was filled with challenges. From what I read, Silverfang used to be caught in the middle of a fierce war between two dominant packs in the region: Ashford and Ashville. This was due to its strategic geographic location. The previous alpha of Silverfang remained neutral during that time, causing the pack to suffer greatly for many years. However, everything changed when Alpha Crimson Morris decided to support Ashford. As a result, Ashford emerged victorious in the century-long war, and Silverfang became one of its subordinate territories. After another decade had passed, Alpha Klaze Rumini of Ashford granted Silverfang its freedom, recognizing the pack's significant contribution to
Carrie I sat on my bed, feeling a storm of emotions swirling inside me. Vera, my wise inner wolf, nudged my thoughts with her persistent voice. "You should go and apologize to him," she urged, her words firm yet compassionate. Frustration filled me as I accepted her advice. Deep down, I knew she was right. Swallowing my pride, I made a decision. "Okay, Vera. I'll apologize." Vera's presence within me seemed to ease, a silent support radiating from her. Gathering my courage, I prepared myself to face the consequences of my actions. But my plans to seek out Jesse was shattered when Nancy delivered unexpected news. Her words hit me hard. "Jesse left early with his warriors for an important mission," she explained, concern lacing her voice. “Did he not tell you about it?” My awkward smile was enough for her not to push the topic any further. This was one of the things I like about Nancy. She knew how to respect my privacy and would not push for something that she knew I wasn’t comfort