Alissa opened her door, for the eighth day in a row something was left outside her bedroom door. She sighed picking up the bunch of lavender. She hadn't forgiven Luca, but he was making it awfully hard not to.The first three days Alissa had thrown the gifts of chocolates and flowers in the bin. The forth day was a grey suede box, inside a sapphire bracelet. She had stormed to his room and launched the box inside without looking if he was there. She suspected he had been. Apart from the gifts she wouldn't know if Luca was alive, she hadn't seen him or spoken to him. Part of that of course was her fault, but he could just knock on her door.Every night Alissa's wolf pined for its mate. She hated it, the worst part was she could feel Luca's wolf's pines and whines. She wasn't sure how, but it was as if without her knowledge they
“Sure you're ready?” Malachi widened his stance, the girl before him doing the same, her long chestnut hair flowed into her face the wind forcing her to brush it back. She nodded at him, a smile of confidence on her face. “You’re on.”They stepped side to side circling each other. He enjoyed watching her assess, her eyes darting to watch him. Her eyes slid to his bare chest, his biceps and he couldn’t help a smirk. He flexed, just a little watching a pink tinge on her cheeks. Sidestepping, he kicked out towards her chest, knowing the one to make the first move often lost. He'd lose for her. She blocked and smacked his foot upward using her body weight to add to the block. Malachi regained his footing and laughed, “Someone's got guts!” he declared as he moved his weight between his feet. Alissa jabbed towards his stomach which he easily blocked, he realised a little too late how much strength he’d put into the block and she shook out her arm. He gave her time to refocus, feigning a fe
Alissa rubbed her forehead, opening her door for breakfast only to find yet another gift. For the eighth day in a row something was left outside her bedroom door. She sighed picking up the bunch of lavender. She wasn’t sure she could forgive him, no matter how many gifts and tokens he left, but he was making it awfully hard not to. She sniffed the lavender unable to help herself. The first three days Alissa had thrown the gifts of chocolates and flowers in the bin. The fourth day was a grey suede box, inside a sapphire bracelet. She had stormed to his room and launched the box inside without looking if he was there. She suspected he had been. Apart from the gifts she wouldn't know if Luca was alive, she hadn't seen him or spoken to him. Part of that of course was her fault, but he could just knock on her door. Every night Alissa's wolf pined for its mate. She hated it, the worst part was she could feel Luca's wolf's pines and whines. She wasn't sure how, but it was as if without he
Alissa stared at the phone. Part of her was surprised at what Malachi had said, yet another part… wasn’t that what she wanted him to say?Didn’t she want an excuse to forgive Luca. Feel his arms around her again. Stay up late chatting about anything and everything?She missed leaving packland with him. Missed their sparring sessions. She missed how much he lifted her up, supported her, cheered her on even when she felt she didn’t much deserve being cheered on.He’d made a mistake. Done one stupid thing… like sure it was a pretty bad stupid thing.If he did it again. Anything that made her feel bad. She didn’t care abou
Alissa snuggled into Luca’s side happily as they made their way towards Elder Tobias’ home. She still didn’t completely believe he couldn’t Alpha command her but she wasn’t going to ask him to prove it… at least not right now. Maybe later. “You really projected your feelings onto the pack?” she asked cautiously. Luca sighed. “I couldn’t control it. I feel awful about it. Should have some control. Seems to be something I’m shit at,” he mumbled, his muscles tightening against her, his tension obvious. Alissa drew him to a stop gently, placing her hands against his chest. “I wouldn’t say you’re shit but… maybe something to work on?” she suggested. “I mean… I think it may be an alpha thing… you know… emotion control.” So far… all she’d seen was Alpha’s unable to control emotion, particularl
“Seriously! Training! I've only got Jack out there!” Blake shouted above them, his hands on his hips, tapping his foot. “Five more minutes.” Alissa snuggled further into Luca's chest enjoying his scent and warmth. She really didn’t want to move. She was just so comfy! “No! Now! Get your skinny butt out there!” Blake was still shouting but he no longer sounded angry. If anything, he sounded quite proud. A low growl came from Luca, “You don't talk about your Alpha Female's butt,” he snarled, wrapping Alissa tightly in his arms, his gaze furiously on Blake’s. “Oh so you've set the date then?” he asked unapologetically. “Yep! Harvest Moon. I hope the goddess smiles on us.” Alissa pushed
Alissa knocked on Felicity and Henry's green door. The lock clicked and it swung open, revealing Joshua, “Hey Josh, are mum and dad home?” she asked brightly.He nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah, is it true you're going to be our Mama Alpha?”Alissa chuckled at his term, “Alpha Female… Like Emily.”“Oh… “ His face fell “Does that mean you won't talk to us anymore?” He looked down sadly. Alissa knelt down and bundled the eight year old into her arms “No, I suppose you're right. I'll be Mama Alpha. I'll look after the pack just like Alpha does, but you can come for cuddles any time you want… deal?” He wrapped his small arms around her “Deal,” he said as he sniffed her neck for comfort.
“Wakey wakey!” Light pierced through Alissa's closed eyes as the sound of curtains being pulled back insulting her ears so early in the morning. “Ew, Luca cover up.” Movement under Alissa alluded to the fact her pillow was Luca.“Ugh Kristen what are you doing?!” Luca shifted Alissa from his chest and sat up. Alissa also sat up rubbing her eyes “You, dear brother, need to go get your suit. We need to go dress shopping!” Kristen's excitable voice was at least an octave higher making the couple in bed flinch.“And why… Can I ask… are you getting us out of bed at six thirty!?” Alissa cried looking at the clock “Well, you need breakfast and the dress shop opens at eight!” Alissa groaned and flopped back down hiding under the covers “We didn't get to