A boy sitting next to Christina laughed slightly at my comment but said nothing; instead, he inspected me with narrowed eyes.
“You know…” he shoved a piece of chicken that had just been brought out into his mouth, “you kind of look like her.”
Instantly, the mood around the table changed and everyone tensed up. Sophia glanced at me slightly before biting her lip and looking away.
“Like who?” apparently, it was a dumb question, because Christina slammed her silverware against her plate, causing the glass to shatter.
Christina glared at me, “Sarah. Alpha’s true mate. And don’t flatter yourself, because you are nothing like her. You are never going to be her, so don’t even try.”
She turned to the boy who was sitting next to her, “And you, John, how dare you compare this worthless transfer to my sister.&rdq
A loud clunk against my window woke me from my restless slumber. I jolted upright and shuffled toward the window so that I could see what was going on.“You woke her up, dummy!” A girl who looked about ten years old yelled at her young companion, a boy with dark waves of hair, from below my window.The little boy was chasing after his foam football, which was most likely what hit my window and caused the disturbance. At least my window did not kill a bird, I thought to myselfI smiled at the two children before stepping away from the window to let them continue with their games, but a familiar voice made me peek back down at them. Sergio had walked out of the house and was now talking to the two youngsters, although I could not decipher what they were saying. All I could focus on was the way his dark hair seemed to reflect the sun beams and the movement of his muscles beneath his tight-fitting shirt. Suddenly
“What were you doing walking alone at night?” He took a step closer to me and folded his arms across his broad chest.“Why does it matter?” I muttered in disgust, trying to act like I could not stand his possessive questions.“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because we are at war with a superior species of hybrids that roam the woods at night.” His snarled and took another step closer to me, so that we were only a few feet apart.“You can’t even shift. You would never be able to put up a fight against anything!” I knew he was losing his tempter, and fast.Suddenly, an idea came to me. “Well then teach me to fight.”He glanced at me, as if wondering if I was serious.“Teach me to fight against one of them. It makes since because, apparently, I am at some great risk.” I gestured to the
I never liked going to parties. But tonight, I made an exception. My best friend pulled me through the crowded room with astonishing determination, navigating through the sea of party-goers. I, on the other hand, threw my head back in unattractive laughter and enjoyed the ride. Eventually, we reached our destination: the refreshment table. Faith and I had already visited the booze-station thrice before, and there was no end in sight. A variety of bubbling wines and dark-colored liquor lined the table, an impressive display that promised intoxication. But no one seemed to mind. Not even the lightest of light-weights. We were werewolves, after all. Werewolves supposedly possessed immunity to the effects of alcohol, at least to some degree. But, at the moment, I seriously doubted the fact. My best friend, Faith, swayed drunkenly as she reached for another glass. It was the Summer Solstice. The o
Fate Mates were an extremely rare phenomena. Typically, two werewolves fell in love and then decided to declare themselves mates, either through marriage or another means. But the love bond of a Fate Mate gives the werewolves no choice in the matter. I’d heard it described in stories and fairytales. When you find your fate mate, and you look at the person for the first time, the entire world stops. The one thing that keeps you alive is that person. And separation from that person would mean losing a part of yourself. Apparently, after a few months of blissful love, something went terribly wrong with Alpha Sergio’s mate. Nobody outside of the Black River Pack knew exactly what happened, but the young woman died. Every pack felt the impact of her death, but none of us could begin to imagine the despair that Alpha Sergio felt. I’d heard stories that he went away for months, secluding himself from the rest of his pack. A girl in my graduatin
I don’t know how long I stood there in silence, with every eye in the room trained on me, before, suddenly, a pair of rough hands grabbed my arm. I let out a small shout of surprise as nails dug into my skin.It was my brother, Jeremy, whose face was distorted in anger as he tried pulling me away from Alpha Sergio. But before Jeremy could get me far, a menacing growl erupted from Alpha Sergio and, in an instant, Sergio wrenched Jeremy away from me.Now, Sergio stood in-between my brother and I, shielding me from my brother’s fierce, brown gaze. Sergio’s hand lightly grazed my arm, sending an electrifying chill down my back.Jeremy stared at me for a second, looking slightly betrayed, as if I had a choice in Alpha Sergio choosing me. The look he gave me made my insides twist and I attempted to walk around Sergio to reach Jeremy, but Sergio gave me a dark look, and held me back with a shaking hand.
I woke up to the sun creeping in from the window, extending across the bed and warming me up after a cold night’s sleep.I groggily opened my eyes and looked around, and, at first, a feeling of panic arose inside of me as I took in my new surroundings, but then the previous night’s events caught up to me and I calmed down.The room was large, with an off-white theme and black furniture. The bed I was lying on was huge and nicely decorated, with great pillows and blankets surrounding me like one great cushion.Glancing across the room, I saw a girl with long, brown curly hair watching me intently, a small smile on her face as I woke up, “Great! You are awake… I will go tell Sergio.”I must have looked confused because she laughed slightly, “I am Sophia, Alpha Sergio’s little sister and greatest advisor.”I nodded slightly, “Er
“Iris,” his husky voice made me blush slightly, since no one really called me Iris other than my dad. I opened my mouth to tell him to just call me Ris, but my throat caught and I quickly closed it once again. He gave me a hard look when I said nothing, his intimidating gaze sweeping down my body as if he was inspecting me. “How old are you?” He asked in a cold voice, his tone surprising me. “I’m eighteen…” I said quietly, unsure of how he would react to my youth. Sergio’s eyes hardened slightly when I spoke, and I was unsure if it was because of my reply, or just my voice.He looked almost ashamed of himself and I couldn’t help from wonder his age. To me, he looked like he was in his twenties, but looks could deceive. Sergio took a few steps closer to me, and I could feel the space between us closing, making my heart skip rapidly. But before the distance between us clos
“Um no… well, not at will,” I restated, trying to make myself sound less pathetic. “It sort of happens randomly. Less and less as I’ve gotten older.”Sophia laughed, but there was nothing malicious in the sound. “That’s insane! Does Sergio know?”I grimaced. “I doubt it. And I’d like to keep it that way. Don’t want to give him another reason to hate me.” I tried to act like it was no big deal, and Sophia seemed taken by my façade.She shrugged. “To be honest, I think he is scared of you. He thinks that there is something wrong with him because he found another mate right after his last one died.” Before I could say anything else about the subject, she smiled. “You want me to help you pack for your trip tonight?”“I don’t have anything to pack.” I failed to hide