Alex. I couldn't sleep after what Robert had told me. I knew the Blood moon pack wouldn't be easily appeased. I was also sure that my father knew that it would be hard for them to accept his offer. I remembered the way the Alpha wolf stared at me when they attacked. If it weren't for my mate, I would have been dead. This was indeed a serious matter. If word got out about what my mother had done, other packs that were allies of the blood moon could attack us. The blood moon pack was a very friendly and accommodating pack that wasn't far from us. They were kind to wolves and easily took people in. If other packs should find out, we were doomed. I wondered what my mother was thinking when she did what she did. How did she believe she would get away with it. My mother was still yet to understand the ranking system. The size of a pack did not count in the ranking system as most wolves thought. It was the strength of the pack that mattered. I was angry with my mother. I didn't want to
Alex While at the meeting, I felt uneasy. Damien was restless, and I could swear I heard Sam calling. I couldn't excuse myself, and I couldn't send Robert until after the meeting. Whatever it was, I hoped Sam could wait. "I don't know what to do," my father confessed. "let's try and dialogue with them again and see if we can agree," Robert's father, Beta Carter, said. " It won't work," I said, " They are out for blood, and they were specific about whose blood they want." "We can't just hand over our Luna without a fight, it would indicate we are weak." Mason's dad, Delta Ashton Whitespear, pointed out, and his son agreed. My generation started attending the pack council meeting ever sin
Alex Sam remained unconscious for a week. The doctors said the silver had impeded her healing capacity and process, it was as if she was human. I refused to leave her room, so my father sent warrior wolves that were loyal to him to stand guard. I couldn't function at all. Why would my pack members do this to me? They knew she was my mate. Even though I hadn't mated with her or claimed her yet, she was still important to me. I saw this as an act of mutiny. An attack on the future luna was an attack on the future Alpha. I swore that even if Sam woke and refused to tell me who hurt her, I would still investigate and enact my revenge. "Your father wants to have a word with you," Robe
Samantha I couldn't believe my luck when I woke up and saw Alex. I was still alive! I thought I had let my mother down and died. Thank goddess, my teeth had grown out. I played the incident in my head over and over again. Alex had been excited since I woke up. He stayed by my side all through. It was time to leave the pack hospital and go back to the alpha quarters. I dreaded the thought of it. I wish I had somewhere else to go to, but I didn't. When we got to the quarters, Alex didn't take me to my room, instead, he took me to his apartment. I was still uneasy about being there, but I didn't let it show. I saw the effort Alex was making to make me feel at home. Letting my fear show, would break his heart. One thing I was certain of was that I couldn't remain in the pack anymore. I di
Alex Samantha seemed too relaxed for someone that had gone through a traumatic experience. While I held her in bed, Damien was extremely restless. I tried to figure out why, but even he could not explain his reasons. Another thing that baffled me was her eye colour that kept changing. When she woke up at the hospital, they were golden with no trace of brown. By the time I joined her in the room after Robert left, her eyes were brown again with specks of gold. It was a mystery. I had no clue about her family, the Blackwells were nowhere to be found. But every fibre in me told me there was something special about Sam's bloodline. I couldn't tell anyone about her eyes. She was already in enough danger. My father called me telepathically for a meeting, so I snuck out of bed and let myself out. I left four guards at the door and let them
Samantha I was excited about going to the cabin. It was quite surprising when Alex told me we were going back to the cabin. I had planned to run away that very day to avoid luna Michelle's wrath. I had almost lost my life the last time. I doubted if I would survive another attack. Ophelia was quite clear on that. I wasn't so thrilled about Mason joining us, though, but Alex must have had his reasons. As much as I wanted to be with Alex, I was reluctant to let him in. I still don't trust him yet. I did not like the fact that the goddess would want us to be together. The whole thing was wrong. I shouldn't feel amazing around Alex. I shouldn't want him, but I did, and I felt weak for it. I shouldn't forgive him for all he did to me. He created the circumstances that allowed his mother to label me a dog. But my heart and wolf felt differently, and I was scared for it. I was scared, that all of this won't last and I would end up being the biggest loser. Alex drove to the human side of t
Alex Setting the cabin up took longer than I expected. I knew Robert would have taken her to the dinner reservation at our hotel. I hurried to meet up with them. When I entered the room, what I saw completely blew me away. She was beautiful. I had never seen anyone as beautiful as Sam. The golden highlights in her hair shined beautifully. Although she was sitting, I knew the dress looked amazing. She was a natural beauty. She looked like a goddess, I understood why Damien referred to her as a goddess. "Wow," The word came out of me effortlessly. She looked at me, and her brown golden eyes smiled. Robert stood up to excuse himself. I didn't pay him much attention as he left the room. My eyes were fixed on Sam. I sat across from her and just stared. The waiter came to pour us wine. I requested a non-alcoholic wine for Sam, but she insisted to try out the alcoholic wine. I instructed the waiter to serve her lightly. I intended to have a romantic dinner and not to get her drunk. "You
Samantha The next day was surprising. I walked out of the room to find Mason, Robert and Alex messing around in the kitchen trying to make breakfast. The last time Alex tried, he made a mess, but now the mess had tripled. "What is going on here?" I asked. Alex walked to me and kissed me. "Good morning Sam," Robert and Mason said, still trying to figure out what they were cooking. "We didn't want you stressing this morning," Alex explained, "So we felt we could handle breakfast." "And how is that going?" I asked, pointing at the mess. "Not perfect, but wait and see," he said and asked me to sit on the couch. The breakfast was ready. Almost burnt toast, scrambled eggs, canned baked beans and crispy bacon. Looking at the ensemble, I knew it was last minute. "Where are the scones," I teased, and Mason looked away. I guess the recipe was too complicated. When we finished, Robert and Mason insisted they clean up, so Alex and I went on a stroll. "Mason is unbelievably nice to me," I