To see Evelyn well and safe is the most wonderful feeling. I feel a contentment there, and I am suddenly wanting to hold her within my arms, but the fact I am now fully aware that she is not just my fated mate infuriates me. What sort of sick game is this by the moon goddess?! And the pain within my chest to see the mate mark she had chosen to return on Cayden was indescribable. She had chosen him it seemed. Yet I would fight for her. There was no denying that. I am not ready to give up on my second-chance mate yet. And I had no intention of sharing her. “We will get you back to the packhouse, my love.” I smile at Evelyn. “Let the doctor have his room back.” I am trying so hard to act like I am calm, when inside my emotions are a churning mess. My wolf, Micco is unsettled like nothing else I have experienced before. I think this shared mate situation has thrown him as much as it has me. This was not a normal scenario for us. And I did not know how to handle it. “Okay.”
As I rush from the lounge I feel so angry. Is this what I will have to face from now on? Three men, my mates bickering over me? Perhaps I would be better just to reject them all and be alone, I ponder. ‘No!’ Orla is whimpering in my mind. ‘No. No. No.’ She seems so unsettled. She had made her comeback within my mind at the hospital, I assume after Cayden had marked us and my body had a chance to heal a little thanks to him marking me. Also because she was desperate for me to mark him in return. But she had not been right. Not her usual self. I know today had affected her as badly as it had me. This had been far from your bog-standard day. It had been traumatic. Sheer hell. But I don’t think this was going to be over. This whole situation going onward was not going to be straight-forward. I had to adjust to the fact I had been blessed not only with a second chance mate. Oh no, I had been blessed with three. Or was it even a blessing? Maybe more a curse? I was be
We stand in the kitchen watching Evelyn storm away from us once again. We seem to be good at irritating her right now. That is likely not a good sign for us as mates. Though having three mates arguing over her is never going to be a good thing I imagine. I know for certain having two other men there vying for her attention is doing nothing but getting on every single one of my nerves! I want to kill the pair of them! “Well that worked fucking well didn’t it!” I snarl at them both. “Oh wind your neck in, Jax. You are as much to blame as us.” Cayden argues back. I should have known he would not take my shit. He was always willing to argue with me. “Well, we are not doing well. It is okay for you isn’t it? She marked you already, though the fact she stormed away implies she wants nothing to do with any of us at the moment!” I say angrily. “What are we to do?” Aiden suddenly speaks up. Each time he speaks, he takes me by surprise, I almost forget he is there. A
I stand in the kitchen of Mystic Shadow Pack, having exposed the secret I had held for many years. Of course, those within our camp knew the truth. They saw me as their Alpha, their leader, and treated me as such. But it meant nothing when we were living as rogues on another Alpha’s pack. My pack members liked to make sure I was escorted wherever I went, and as a whole I allowed that to happen. I knew they did it to try to protect me, which is ironic considering I was an Alpha, and if anyone could protect themselves it was me. But, after losing my father it had hurt them, hurt us all. So much. They did not want to lose their Alpha once more. The two men in front of me seem genuinely shocked by my revelation, but do not seem to be disregarding my title the way I expected them to be. I expected them to be dismissing it, considering I no longer even have a pack. I knew they did not see me as their equal. And I understood that. “No Aiden, you are an Alpha, just at the mo
I take in the expression upon Aiden’s face at Jackson’s words. He is feeling something, I am sure of that… “So that element fits…” Aiden utters, which we already knew, we had spoken of that before, but disregarded it as coincidence. Or Jackson had, even suggesting perhaps Ariella had seen Evelyn’s wolf and used her as inspiration for the scroll. Either way the scroll and the words upon it had been disregarded until now… I watch Aiden as he continues to read the words inked across the old parchment. All a part of the visions Ariella had been having, I believe. She should be here to explain, I am sure she could help… “But not with one by her side, thrice times the strength is needed fate shall decide.” Aiden’s voice breaks my thoughts. “Again this is fitting, isn’t it?” “Keep reading then…” Jackson says, his head in his hands, now sat on the sofa within his office, looking as stressed as I have ever seen him. I am reading over the shoulder of Aid
I am sat in the room provided to me within the packhouse since I began working for Mystic Shadow Pack. I have done very little since returning here but sitting on my bed and trying to process the events of the day. And all I had come up with was that it had been one fucked up day. One thing after another that I did not expect. I had begun as a she-wolf heading for work, maybe fantasising a little of one of her bosses, then to be heading home to a warzone. Only to discover her fated mate was one of the enemies. An enemy that did not want to be fighting for them but had no choice. A fated mate that took my breath away… To have him snatched away in a heartbeat. My life turned upside down as I fled. Brought back to the pack I had been so desperate not to leave earlier that day… only to discover three fated mates. Three second-chances. Three second-chances that would not give me the chance I needed to consider what was best. My mind was a mess. Unsure of what I needed. Perhaps I
I am never going to turn down my mate. She is requesting I stay with her. Of course, I would stay with her. Why would I not? I did not want to leave her in the first place. I had only caught sound of her words just as the door was about to close. Thank the goddess for our exquisite hearing abilities being a werewolf brought… “You want me to stay?” I ask, re-opening the door and quickly slipping inside, closing it behind me. She stands awkwardly looking at me, her beautiful silvery eyes looking anxious, like she was nervous to have even asked, but she nods. “Well, I told you I would be here whenever you needed me.” I say with a smile, implicitly glad it was me she called upon to stay with her and not one of the other two, though I do have a feeling that as soon as Jackson realises I am not walking behind him he will be here knocking on the door. I watch as she perches herself gently on the edge of her bed. “Why do things work out so strangely?” she qu
I am not sure where I had found the courage to ask him to stay, let alone the courage to tell him I wanted him. Something had changed the moment I had marked him. Orla had been desperate to be alone with him too. We were now marked, both of us, we should be mated too. I had wanted him long before we knew we were mates, but this was an added need for him. One that was so difficult to ignore… all so new to me. Something I was not used to. I think he knew that. He had to be feeling the same things, right? As I wander across the room to him I see his eyes not leaving mine, the rise and fall of his chest has quickened, telling me he is more than a little flustered. “You have had hell of a day Ev, are you sure about that?” he says quietly, offering me his hand. Wait… is he trying to put me off? Did he not want me? My heart drops at the thought, and my wolf, Orla is whimpering within my mind… I have hesitated at the edge of the bed, and it has clearly made him aw