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-Roman- I walked up the stairs leading to the front door and walked inside. The door stood wide open, letting people enter right away. It was a private party, after all, and there was security in the place. They quickly offered me some champagne and took a glass as I joined the crowd in the enormous backyard, quickly finding the happy couple and congratulating them. They were happy I had decided to join tonight. Though I was surprised to find Shane there, too. I knew he was a social butterfly. I just didn’t know he would come tonight. “Shane!” I quickly went to him after excusing myself to the happy couple, and Shane turned seeing me, smiling. “Well, look who it is?” he chuckled, and we shook hands. He then looked around me as if he was looking for something. “What?” I asked. “Where is the pretty new queen?” he asked. I downed my glass, dragging time out, and my cousin looked at me, confused. “What?” “She… isn’t coming,” I told him. “Oh, did you already have a fight? That wa
-Anastasia- The Lycan King and I were staring right at each other. Neither of us moved or anything, but he was smiling, and I could see how happy he was to see me. Why was he happy, though? Did he not already have a queen? I had even run from him. I thought he might be angry, but maybe he didn’t care. Maybe he had finally opened his eyes and seen we were not a match. We did not fit together and now he was going to reject me tonight. I don’t see his queen, though. She doesn’t need to be at his side all the time, I told my wolf. My wolf knew I was correct, but she stayed guarded, as the king finally move, creeping closer, sliding his glass over the table, as he stepped closer to me. He was now only inches from me, casually leaning against the surface of the bar counter as he smiled at me. He surprised me as he reached out and grabbed a small lock of my hair, playing with it before letting it fall. “I have been looking for you, little mate,” he said. He had? He has? I felt myself
-Roman- I had quickly made my move before the little wolf could escape. I had slid closer to her, and I had quickly realized I wasn’t the only one who had been going crazy the week we had been apart. Ana’s scent gave her away. I could smell her getting turned on just from me being near her. The power of being mates. We were always going to want each other no matter what, and I didn’t even have to do anything to make her hot. Like she didn’t need to do anything but just look at me. I couldn’t help it and neither could she. Not that I wanted to fight it even if I could. I loved just looking at her. She was like a breath of fresh air every time I did. I had stupidly thought I could actually fight having a mate or even wanting one. I thought I could just choose. The Goddess really had to be laughing at me, because just looking at my mate in front of me and I knew I would fucking die for her. I would do anything to be with her. She was amazing and yet she was fighting it all. Her feelings.
-Anastasia- The obvious threat in the king’s voice surprised me. I had not expected him to say that or to even focus so much on my scars. I did grow a little nervous whenever he looked at them or touched them. I didn’t want him to see this ugly part of me. I told myself I shouldn’t care. I never cared when others looked, and they definitely didn’t want to touch, but it was just different with the king. It was because we were mates. It made me care. It made me wonder if he really liked what he saw or if he hated it. I knew I shouldn’t care, but the bond made that impossible. He seemed angry though, that the scars might have been made with the intention of hurting me, and in some way, it had. I wasn’t supposed to be alive though as I burned up in my parents’ house. I was supposed to be dead like the rest and torn apart. He might not be so ready to kill the ones who did it once we tell him it was lycans. My wolf was right. Lycans looked after each other like werewolves did. Maybe he di
-Roman- I was so shocked by what my little mate told me. I had not at all expected that, and I had no words to speak afterwards. Ana was shaking though as she spoke the words, and I heard the hatred in her voice. The one she had probably carried all her life. She told me she had been ten when she got burned, and all she had said was it was a house fire. Now she told me that house fire was intentionally. She told me lycans had come and killed her family and they had set her house on fire, almost killing her too. I couldn’t barely understand her words. Why had I never heard of this? Why hadn’t I been told of lycans going around killing innocent wolves? Or was her family not so innocent? I only seemed to have more questions, but my mate took off before I could ask her any and I was too stunned to follow her. Some things made sense though, like why she hated lycans. If she had truly witnessed her family get killed or at least watched the massacre afterwards, it really was not so surprisin
-Anastasia- It was so hard to just lift my head, but I was able to, and I could see King Roman come storming our way. He didn’t know Jackson was my cousin and I could see the murderous look in his eyes. Seeing another guy hold me in his arms was not something he liked. Jackson was so confused, though, as he saw the king coming our way. “L-Let me down,” I whispered to Jackson, hoping I could defuse the situation. “Are you sure?” he asked. “Can you really stand?” “I can stand…” Can we? I couldn’t say for sure if I could stand, but I wasn’t sure if I had much choice. The king looked at Jackson like he would rip him to pieces, and I was not going to let my cousin die because of an overprotective Lycan King who didn’t seem to understand that I wanted him far gone. I tried going in front of Jackson like a shield, but I was too slow. The king grabbed Jackson by the collar of his shirt, pushing him up against the car. I reached out because I almost got knocked over too and supported myse
-Roman- My mate had run from me once more. She had made me search the whole house for her, and I had not found her. But I had picked up her scent a little, and it hadn’t been long before I saw her being carried out of the house in the arms of another guy. It made that old ancient need rise in me again, but it wasn’t mating and marking it told me to do. No, it told me to defend what was rightfully mine and kill anyone and anything that tried to take her from me. I had really not expected her to see her being carried out of the house by a strange man, and I was ready to tear him limb from limb. Good thing he let her down, because then I could really get my hands on him and show him exactly why touching my mate was a very bad thing. He seemed so shocked though why I would react like this. But I was not going to explain anything to him. He had touched what belonged to me, so now I would kill him. Ana had called out to me, though, and I had not been able to ignore my need to go to her and
-Jackson- It was not that I was going to stand in the way of the king and my cousin being together. Really, I was more than thrilled that they had found each other. But I was still not sure how Ana felt, and what did I tell my parents? They would be as confused as I had been when I saw them together. Should I just let her go with him? I understood they were mates, and I was not going to tell them they could never be together. But I also knew my cousin. Wouldn’t she want to wake up in her own bed? Did she not want my mom around to be there to help her? It was clear the king was helping her. I wasn’t saying he wasn’t. But Ana was just a private and reserved person. I was not sure she would like to wake up in a place she didn’t recognize, and I definitely had some things to discuss with her, like why she acted drunk at the last party and lied to me. Was she trying to escape the king? And if she was, I couldn’t really allow her to go with him, could I? She wouldn’t want me to let them go