Jade’s pov Sniffing the air in my sleep I cracked my eyes open at the unfamiliar scent and screeched at seeing the blonde bimbo hovering over me. Flaying my arms out I connected to something solid and scrambled to my feet. “You brazen bitch! I'm going to gut you, peasant! You don't know who I am,” she rasped in her Lycan's voice and I furrowed my brow at her morphing appearance. “You're crazy I haven't done anything to you! You're right I am not worthy of a Lycan king,” I muttered sourly. Destiny stood up tall and laughed. “You must leave here and NEVER return, little bitch,” she sassed. “MONICA!” I screamed as I dove for my bedroom door and was grabbed by my hair and yanked back. Refusing to be dragged by the lunatic I scratched and kicked her back hoping to cause enough ruckus for Monica to hear. Destiny bit down in my collar bone and I winced from the burning pain it was causing me. Reaching out for a weapon I grabbed the lamp from my nightstand and whipped it ba
Jade’s pov “Didn't Mister Phillips say she didn't have a wolf,” the guard in the front passenger seat commented as he took a glance back at me. The driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror and said, “She's a Lycan and he probably has never met one.” Rolling my eyes I listened to Elina instruct me to tell them not to give that information to Mister Phillips. “Excuse me, sirs, if the information of me having a Lycan could not be mentioned to Phillips I would be greatly appreciative,” I asserted and they all laughed. “We won't mention it, little lady,” the guard replied from the passenger seat and I thanked him. The drive was long but I continued to watch and mentally store the way to what I had assumed would be my parent's pack. When we turned down the driveway of Alpha Earl Phillip's pack I furrowed my brow in concern. “Why am I being brought here?” “Mister Phillips asked the council that you be brought directly to his residence,” the driver explained. As th
Jade’s pov “You must sneak out of here,” Elina whined. Hearing a loud commotion I narrowed my eyes and watched the open doorway as my father peeked inside. Surprised to see him after being told he was dead, he looked at me with befuddlement while rubbing his fist. “Are you in on this with your mother,” he asked me while wiping his sweaty brow. “What?! Hell NO,” I snapped then asked if she signed my wedding certificate. Shrugging he growled, “I don't know what that bitch signed, only that she and Barron are lovers and tried to end me. It's a good thing that I have a hard noggin." “I'm not your child anymore, remember you disowned me,” I stammered, giving him a stern look and surprising myself by being so brazen. Shaking his head he looked nervously back out the door before turning back and giving me a frown. “We can argue about this later, Jade. Let's go before that dickhead wakes up and shoots us,” he asserted and looked down at my binds. Pulling my hands out I sto
Jade’s pov Covering my mouth at seeing the king lying on a large bed shirtless with a bruised face I reluctantly glanced at Monica when she began to speak. “Son, this young female Lycan is named Jade and is going to be your caretaker until you get better while Lawrence and I deal with the pack and your throne,” she asserted and my eyes widened at her in bewilderment. “I will have to bathe him and such,” I whispered harshly. Giving me a knowing grin she nodded telling me of course. “I will see him naked,” I blurted, causing her to shrug and chuckle. My Lycan was howling in excitement while my cheeks burned. Rubbing my standing arm hairs I peeked up at Conri to see that he was studying me with narrowed eyes. I lowered mine from his intense gaze and offered to refresh the damp wash rag draped across his forehead. Swiping it quickly from his head I asked Monica which door was the ensuite. She pointed it out and I scurried inside of it like a frightened mouse. “That male
Jade Pinkerton pov Growing up was difficult in the Waning Moon pack located in Alaska. I was the only child of the Alpha, my father Jax. It was evident that he wished for a male to inherit his role instead of me considering how much abuse and insult I'd endured growing up. It left me with a very bad feeling about males in general. I was my parents' disappointment, a girl that had no wolf. I had all the rest of the attributes, long life, healing abilities, and the senses of one but that inner voice was all my own. No wolf's words of encouragement, just my timid subconscious greeted me. Needless to say, I was told by my pack school counselors that I was just a late bloomer and I would shift when I grew older but my classmates continued to harass me for being without. I turned eighteen, then nineteen, and on my twentieth birthday, I had sat naked in the woods underneath the full moon crying most of the night beseeching the Moon Goddess wishing to understand why I was cursed
Jade's pov Curled up in a ball I continued to cry but soon it was too painful to continue due to my body aches. Blinking my eyes I attempted to sit up and gauge exactly where they had dumped me. My best guess was I was on an old logging road used by humans and knew I had to get somewhere safer. Standing on my wobbly legs I shuffled myself down the road after kicking off my high heels. “At least I wasn't raped, only pawed and beaten,” I hissed feeling pain in my chest certain that a few ribs had been broken. My once-white dress was torn, dirt-stained, and bloody from my broken nose that was dripping down my front. Doubting that I would be seen by anyone I was shocked when a truck hauling a trailer full of goods slowed past me and parked along the side of the road blocking my way. Holding my sides I took a cautious step around the trailer to continue my journey and paused seeing the door open on the truck. What appeared to be an older tan-skinned woman stepped out and told me
Jade's pov “Jade, dear you must awaken so I can get you hidden in the trailer,” Monica beseeched. Cracking open my swollen eyes I felt like crap. “I'm sort of awake and feeling awful,” I murmured. Feeling her hand on my forehead she exhaled sharply and said, “You have a fever. I have medicine that will help but first I need you in the trailer.” Deliriously, I nodded and when I opened the door I tumbled to the ground. My injuries screamed painfully. “Do you need me to carry you,” Monica asked me as she hung out of the passenger side. Shaking my head I told her that I was fine and just needed to get my bearings. Getting to my feet I stood there with my hand braced against the side of the truck. Monica came around to my side and suggested that I allow her to lift me into the open trailer. “Sit down in the middle so I can cover you with the items. Go ahead and get some sleep, it's going to take several hours to get there,” she instructed. Not having the strength to q
Jade's pov I'd been taught by my pack and parents that Lycans were a breed apart from us but we both followed the Moon Goddess and her council so perhaps my old pack was wrong I thought as I listened to Monica explaining to me about her ensuite. She was telling me which bedroom I would use, where the bathroom was, and the necessities for a bath or shower. “Thank you, I don't know what would have happened to me if you hadn't driven past me,” I said sincerely, causing her to laugh. Coming toward me she sighed. “I may have had ulterior motives, don't hate me Jade but I love my son and since his father's passing I worry about him and his future,” she said reluctantly. “Finding you is an answer to a prayer I've made to the Goddess, for several decades,” she added. Raising my brow I exhaled deeply and said, “I am the last person that you would want to have for your son. First, you know nothing about me and secondly, I was raised to be untrusting of others, especially men. Not to ment