Elias My honeymoon with Sara was a fucking disaster. I was frustrated, confused, and annoyed that no matter how I tried to salvage the situation, nothing worked. All she wanted to do was return to Desert Canines to meet Dakota. The bond between both ladies was unbreakable, but I needed my time alone with my wife. It didn't help that I was getting blue balls after the failed attempt to make love with Sara. Sex had never been a problem for me. Although I was quite big, the girls at the Academy and my ex-flings had no issues with my size, but Sara freaked out when she saw me for the first time, making it seem like I was abnormal. She still hadn't returned from the pack house. I needed an outlet and went to Axton. He was busy with alpha duties, but when we took a break, I shared my feelings with him, hoping he would provide some relief. Instead, the idiot was amused and burst out laughing, which only fueled my annoyance. "It's not funny, dude. I don't think I can handle it a
Sara My mornings were filled with overwhelming nausea washing over me. Getting sick in the morning had become my constant companion, and I felt a change taking place inside me. Everything was happening so fast, and Axton's betrayal threw us off balance. I couldn't believe that he cheated on Dakota with that bastard, Erika. I had never liked her, although I didn't have the guts to tell Dakota. The pain Dakota was experiencing was unfathomable, and I hated that bad things kept happening to someone with such a good heart. Axton, her own mate, had hurt her deeply. I made my way to the bathroom, and my stomach churned as I emptied its contents. Dakota watched me as I lay on the couch, covering myself with a blanket. "Are you okay?" she asked softly. I could see the sadness in her eyes, yet she was concerned about me. She had lost so much weight and was looking like the ghost of her former self, reminding me of the sad times before she met Axton. "I don't know," I managed to say. "I f
Sara Four months later. With my pregnancy showing, I wore a loose beach-colored gown together with other bridesmaids. Pumped and happy for the big day. Today was Dakota's wedding, and I was so happy as though it were my wedding. Dakota was experiencing back-to-back victories, and my emotions overflowed with tears streaming down my cheeks. It was a good decision for me not to wear makeup because I knew in the end, it was going to get smudged. My hands roamed my belly. My tiny miracle was growing every day, but the cravings that hit me were often crazy. While Dakota was getting ready with Olivia, Imani, and Sloane dolling her up, I reached for a slice of cake nearby and stuffed it into my mouth, enjoying the smudges of frostings. "Goodness gracious," Dakota laughed. "Somebody remind them to take my wedding cake far away from you." The wedding was the biggest talk in town as the merging of Wild Fangs and Desert Canines. It was the biggest event I had ever encountered, filled with
Three hours ago, my mate and son died. My world turned upside down, filling me with terrible grief. As if that wasn't bad enough, my closest and most trusted friend accused me of poisoning my family. Now, the council gathered to condemn me.I ruled as the female Alpha of the Wild Fangs pack, one of the strongest packs on the South Coast, loved by all, and envied by few.My husband, Marco, and I weren't fated. We had the usual issues that non-fated couples faced, mostly that we didn't connect sexually in the bedroom. Even so, we respected each other, and a year ago, our surprise son Ivan, a beautiful and healthy baby, came into the world. I'd give my life for my family. Now, a dark cloud came over me, casting a shadow over everything I cared about.With fat tears rolling down my eyes, I faced the council. Elder Logan, the oldest male in the Wild Fangs pack, scratched his bushy white beard, and his voice shook across the hall."Be honest with us, Dakota. Did you poison Marco and Ivan?
Seventy-two hours later Sara and I ran past a bamboo brown forest. The tall stalks loomed over us, making creaking sounds that terrified Sara. Three days of running, hiding, and trying to stay alive in this forest with no place to go. I never thought I'd get to this point. My evil pack mates didn't let me bury Marco and Ivan and this gave me constant nightmares. Our stomachs growled with hunger. We'd been surviving on nuts and berries, but it wasn't enough to sustain us in our human form. Sara was exhausted, and I had to find a way to feed us soon. My so-called Alpha friends rejected me. Like wildfire, the news of my misfortune spread. Nobody wanted to associate with an outcast on the run. I thought that the bond between tribe members was unbreakable and that maybe one of the packs would understand my hardship, but I was wrong. "Do you believe in Karma?" Sara asked me when we sat under a tree to catch our breaths. I scoffed and looked down at the ground. "Not anymore. Karma
We got to an old, single-story building named "The Academy" Worry clenched my stomach. Before even seeing a topless girl beckoning from the balcony with breasts like ripe fruits waiting to be plucked, I knew this place was a whore house.Sara's lips curled with disgust and she turned on our mind- link. "What are we doing, Dakota? I don't like this place.""I know, Sara," I replied, offering a watery smile while maintaining a safe distance from 'Madame.' "We need some food to fuel our human bodies and I stink badly. I promise not to let anything happen to you."She stared at me like I'd gone crazy. Madame turned around, her clown faces morphing into a grin and eyes sparkling with excitement. "Come… come," she motioned with her hands. I stopped walking and her smile died. "Madame, I don't know how you intend to help, but we're not interested in selling our bodies."She exchanged glances with the male beside her and I stared past her to the peeling paint on the brothel's walls. "Hone
AxtonSeeing my mate left me stunned and frozen. My mouth hung open, forming a silent "O" of surprise.She was so damn beautiful. In my twenty-four years of existence, I'd never seen someone so unreal. Her piercing blue crystals locked onto my gaze as if they could see through my soul and her lips, plump, rosy, and puckered, were the exact way I anticipated my mate to be. I blessed the moon goddess. She must have been listening to my silent prayers because this woman was captivating in every sense of the word. Coming here at this hour was a blessing in disguise. Earlier, Elias, my best friend, and I snuck into my late dad's study in search of a copy of his will.The Alpha role had been vacant since he died six months ago, causing fierce competition between my brother and me. The wait for the official reading had me on edge and I was dying to know who'd be Alpha. Quiet as mice, Elias and I tiptoed through the halls to the study, hoping no one would see us. No one was allowed in there
Dakota "... I can never be your mate."The second those words escaped my mouth, a stillness fell over the room and several pairs of eyes turned toward me like laser beams The conversation faded away, replaced by a tense silence as people watched my every move. My mate grabbed my arm with his hands which looked like they'd been sculpted from stone, with thick veins that pulsed with raw power, making my skin prickle with discomfort and shameful desire. He was a tall and imposing male, with over six feet of sheer muscle. His eyes clouded in a sexual haze and a direct gaze that disturbed me. His skin had a sun-kissed, deep golden hue and looked like it had been carved from the finest bronze. The moon goddess must be crazy for playing such a nasty prank on me. The last thing I needed in my life was a mate, much less a foreigner. "Why not? Who are you?" he asked, huskiness lingering in his voice, like a clap of thunder, commanding attention with its deep, powerful timbre. Sara fidgete