I step out of the shower with a mini towel, I noticed a figure in my room, I let out a startled scream. I recognize him based on his scent 'David'
I wrap the towel around my body quickly and instinctively cross my arms over my chest. "What exactly are you doing here?" I inquire coldly."This may be your house, but it's not your room," I say, trying to hold my ground despite my conflicting emotions. You should go. Now.""It's you who should leave, not just this room." Get out of the house. What exactly do you believe you're doing here? "I'll never accept you as my mate," he says"I'm not interested in being your mate. Could you please get the hell out of here? "I need to get dressed," I say in the most casual tone I can muster.He appears to be taken aback by my indifference, and he charges towards me at werewolf speed. I take a step back, surprised, clutching my towel tightly.He opens his mouth to speak but quickly closes it.Is it possible that I just rendered him speechless?Though I try to hide it, a faint smile forms on my lips."Get away. "Now," I say, motioning with my head toward the door.He chuckles softly and shakes his head. He moves towards me with an unrecognizable expression, causing me to retreat instinctively. I was naive to believe that telling him to leave would actually work."Who do you believe you are?" You have no right to order me out of a room in my own home. "I'll stay here if I damn well please," he retorts, his eyes quickly changing color and effectively drowning me out.What's the deal with these Kessler guys? They become enraged over trivial matters. I'm the one who should be angry. He's in my room, and I'm dressed in a towel, but he acts as if he has a right to be there. What does it matter if it's his house? Don't I have the right to privacy? I take another step back, colliding with one of my bags on the floor. My foot slips, and I lose my balance.David's reflexes kick in, and he catches me just as I'm about to fall to the ground. One hand grips mine, while the other rests dangerously close to my back.When I meet his gaze, I feel a tinge of fear. I'm not sure why, but there's something about me that scares him. I can tell, but the question remains: why is he afraid of me?He steadies me and exits the room in the blink of an eye. An alpha, or soon-to-be alpha, moves ten times faster than the average werewolf, and nearly fifty times faster than the average human.I sit on my bed, taking a breather. It's becoming obvious thatIt will not be easy to stay here. Vivian concurs."Please do not injure me. "I'll behave," I beg, tears streaming down my cheeks. "Keep quiet, you spoiled mutt," the man yells before slapping me across the cheeks.As I collapse to the floor, a sob escapes my lips. The man laughs viciously."This is what you deserve," he says sadistically before kicking me.His foot collides with my body, causing a huge impact, and blood pours from my mouth. As I succumb to the pain and lose consciousness, tears continue to flow. Someone arrives minutes later to rouse me."Rachel, Rachel, Rachel," the person says again and again.As my eyes opened, I let out a scream.It had all been a dream.I sit up, wiping the sweat from my brow, and look around in horror until reality sets in. I'd almost forgotten I wasn't at the Wilmers' anymore.I haven't had a nightmare in a long time. They started at my previous home, where I was subjected to frequent beatings that haunted my dreams. The nightmares continued after I moved in with the Williams, but they eventually stopped. Perhaps these dreams are reappearing as a result of the recent change.The alpha and Luna may be harsh and unkind, but they are not cruel. They'd never hurt me. I certainly hope not.My stomach suddenly begins to ache, the pain intensifying beyond that of menstrual cramps.I clench my teeth and groan in pain.It feels like my insides are twisting and writhing over and over."Oww!" I scream as the pain refuses to go away. It's agonizing.What could be causing such excruciating pain? Is it possible... That couldn't be. But I know it's true deep down.I gently hold my stomach and lie down, hoping to fall asleep. But the pain returns before I can close my eyes.I'm writhing and convulsing. My head begins to throb, and the room begins to spin. My vision is clouded by tears. I tremble and wail on the floor until I pass out.I was been woke by Mrs William who smiled weakly and stood up, extending her hand to help me up as well."Thank you for understanding, Rachel," she said softly. "I know it's difficult, but let's go downstairs and face whatever awaits us."Taking a deep breath, I took her hand and allowed her to guide me downstairs. The house felt eerily quiet as we descended, the weight of the recent rejection still heavy on my shoulders. As we reached the living room, I noticed two unfamiliar figures standing in the center of the room. One was a tall, imposing man with silver hair and piercing blue eyes—the Alpha. Beside him stood a woman with gentle features, her aura radiating warmth and compassion—the Luna.The Alpha turned his attention towards me, his gaze steady and assessing. "Rachel Adams," he said in a deep, commanding voice. "I have come here today to discuss an important matter with you."I stood there, feeling small and insignificant under his intense gaze. My heart raced, unsure of what t
With some level of determination, I took a step forward, standing tall amidst the pack. "I am ready," I declared, my voice steady and resolute. "We will face the unknown and create our path. Let us honor the traditions of our ancestors and build a future that reflects the unity and strength of the Crescent Moon pack."The pack members erupted into cheers and howls, their enthusiasm echoing through the night. At that moment, I knew that no matter what challenges awaited us, we would face them together. The dream that had unfolded before me was now my reality, and I was prepared to embrace it fully.The cheers subsided, the Alpha and Luna approached me, their eyes filled with unwavering belief. They extended their hands, and I clasped them firmly, feeling the connection between us grow stronger."We stand by your side, Luna Rachel," the Alpha said, his voice resonating with pride. "May your reign be marked by wisdom, compassion, and prosperity."Luna added, "Remember, Rachel, the path o
I found solace in the embrace of nature, seeking refuge in the tranquility of a beautifully manicured garden. Surrounded by vibrant blossoms and the gentle melody of chirping birds, I sat on a weathered wooden bench, allowing my thoughts to drift back to my old life, where pain and laughter were woven together like an intricate tapestry.The modern world buzzed around me, oblivious to the thoughts that swirled within. People hurried by, consumed by their own lives and their dreams. But at this moment, I yearned to reflect on the fragments of my past, to unravel the layers of my journey, and to discover the essence of who I had become.Memories, both bitter and sweet, flooded my mind. The ache of loss, the longing for belonging, the transient moments of joy—all are intertwined in the tapestry of my existence. It was a life marked by resilience and determination, where laughter became a shield to mask the unseen wounds.In the distance, the wind whispered through the leaves, as if urgin
I went straight to my room, and the events of the last few days flushed into me like a drop of water from a broken roof. I sighed. I am older now. I need to change things for myself. That artist is right. Some noise comes in from my window. It's facing the street and away from the other rooms. Strange world. I walk towards it and stand there in thought, then suddenly someone comes out of the dark yard closer to our house. He looks like someone I know but who has not been around for many years. I look closely, and the glasses on his face seem to shine some light on him. He's lanky now, and his face looks pale. Mr Gregg. Wow, what is he doing here? I thought he had left forever. That's what I heard.He lived on the next street, close to the bookshop owned by Beckett, and he usually read and smoked there.I remember Beckett Junior saying he left since his pack no longer exists."Are you sure about that, Junior?" I asked him."Yeah, that's what my dad told my mom, and she told me. They wo
While I strolled through the bustling streets, a vibrant energy enveloped me. People hurried past, lost in their worlds, their conversations blending into a symphony of voices. It was as if the city itself whispered its secrets to those who were willing to listen.I found myself drawn to a small café tucked away in a quiet corner. The scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, inviting me in. I stepped inside, the bell above the door chiming softly.Behind the counter stood a barista, a friendly smile lighting up her face. "Welcome! What can I get for you today?"I returned the smile, feeling the warmth of her presence. "A cappuccino, please. And maybe a slice of that delicious-looking cake."She nodded and started preparing my order. As she worked, I struck up a conversation. "So, how long have you been working here?""Oh, it's been a few years now," she replied, her hands expertly maneuvering the coffee machine. "I love this place. It's like a little oasis in the heart o
Rachel’s POV I opened my eyes; it was morning. I sat upright, leaning on the headboard, and I felt a sharp pain still in my abdomen.Is that loser still having sex?Everything felt like a dream; it felt like I was in a wonderland, or was that my future I saw?It was like a dream in another dream. Gosh! Does that even exist?I tried to stand up when someone opened my door. It was David’s cousin.“Hi, you’re awake.” He stuttered and scratched his neck. Sorry, I didn’t knock. I’m Scott, by the way.” He said. Indeed, Mary didn’t lie; his blue eyes were beautiful, he looked so handsome, and he was more of my type too. He speaks gently with a soft smile on his face. Even with the messy hair, he looked hot.“Yeah, that’s not a problem.” I tucked my hair behind my ear. “I am Rachel.”“Yeah, I know. I’m sorry for what happened earlier about you and David.” He apologized for that loser.“It’s okay; that’s what he wants, and I am fine with it.” My voice wasn’t really audible. “Have I been sleep
Rachel’s POV “Ouch!”“Where do you think you are going, you cheap thing?” Coming from a girl, her voice was quite familiar.“Get your hands off my hair.” I slapped her hand off.“Oww, You bitch, asshole, how dare you?" She held her hand and groaned in pain. It was Laura, the girl David likes; she is indeed beautiful but rude.“Why will you drag my hair that way?” I frowned at her.You're good for nothing; how dare you speak to me in that manner? Huh!” She’s just so annoying.“Why won’t I speak to you that way? Who do you think you are?” I fired her back. I don’t care if she is David’s girlfriend or whatever. They should all go and rot in hell.“You should learn to watch your mouth. What are you doing in David’s house?” She asked with both hands folded underneath her breast.“And why are you asking?” I gave her a hard glare.“He made it clear to you that he doesn’t want you and he has rejected you, or you just want comfort and shelter from his parents since you’re an orphan. You want t
Rachel’s POV Rachel, you may leave; I will talk to David.” Scott said. I nodded and turned to glare at David before leaving.Who does that boy think he is?I walked into my room and slammed the door. I changed into light clothes and went to bed. Immediately, I fell asleep.~~~The morning sun struck my eyes. I shaded the sun with my fingers and stood up from the bed. I gave a wild yawn and stretched out my hands.I sat on my bed, trying to figure out how today would go. I hope no one finds out about David and me.Laura knows.I flung myself back to bed and groaned. They will definitely find out. I can’t stop myself from going to school, and besides that, I might die of loneliness in this house.I got up quickly to prepare for school. I was done with my bath, dried my hair, and applied my lotion. I donned blue baggy pants and a black shirt. My normal way of dressing made me more than comfortable that way.I packed my hair into a ponytail.I had my breakfast served in my room, and I was