ALARIC
“Do you want me to carry you inside?” I asked Gianna. She appeared to be a bit relaxed by now and was looking at me with doey eyes. Why did this girl have to look at me like this! I couldn’t contain other questions. I questioned with a raised eyebrow.
“Do I look that handsome that you are eyeing your brother now, little pup?” She flared her nose; another expression. Her eyes wiggled in a human way, and she replied fidgeting with her little baby fingers.
“I still can’t believe that you are a wolf, and an Alpha.”
“A werewolf, to be more precise.” I said correcting her and stepped out of the car. She had been devouring the luxurious vehicle on our way back, her eyes adamant on not leaving its interior for even a bit. I opened the other door and held her hand. I carried her in my arms securely like she was my own child.
The idea of having children sent me into another thinking round of
GIANNAIt’s been a month. I have not yet settled myself in this pack with all the werewolves around me, but everyone in the Windsor family was lending a helping hand. They are so good to be something animalistic. They are far better than humans.Brother Alaric had saved me that day from those rogues, helped me get over with my shifting, and was still helping me in every possible way he could. He wasn’t a talkative person, at least from what I had observed him these days. Maybe being an Alpha comes with a pile of responsibilities.Brother Ashton is a funny one. He never misses a chance to tease me and we both end up bickering each other, but then brother Alaric intervenes and glares him. He is always by my side; as if I am his little girl. Although Alpha and Luna had warmly accepted me as their daughter, but I am yet not comfortable addressing them as father and mother. So, I had switched to calling them as Alpha dad and Luna mom. They find these name
GIANNA“So, what exactly do you wish to know about the Moon Goddess?” Brother Alaric questioned stroking my hair. I loved it. His moving fingers in my scalp always relaxed me and made me feel at home. I was home. I am home. He and this family are my home. I never knew my surname, never knew my birth parents, but brother Alaric registered my name as Gianna Windsor in my school admission form. The Happiness and contentment I experienced that day was something words would fail to explain.“Everything,” I replied confirming. I was new to all this wolf stuff. To gain more knowledge, I needed to learn more. Who could be a better teacher than Brothers and parents! I shrugged my thoughts and focused shutting my eyes to bathe in the heavenly feeling Luna mother's lap and Brother Alaric's moving fingers provided me with.“It started with the Lord Deity,” said Alpha dad, not looking into the book. I loved the way he always starts the sto
ALARICThe days have been passing in the snap of fingers. It’s been two months since I am home. It’s been two months since I last saw Viviana. It’s been two fucking months since I kissed her, hugged her, touched her, loved her, adored her. I missed her. Way too badly.We used to communicate occasionally. But the physical touch was soothing as compared to the long-distance phone calls. Also, Viviana was almost 100miles away from me. We couldn’t even mind-link. I was frustrated most of the time.The duties of Alpha, the works of Pack kept me occupied every day. I had Gianna to take care of too. Family time was best. But I yearned for Viviana. I yearned for her warmth. I decided to visit her this weekend. I was going insane without her.Today was the Werewolf counsel meeting. The members of the counsel were nagging for this meeting since the day Gianna arrived. I kept my calm. I was the Alpha, yet father ruled that head of the counsel
VIVIANA“Viv, I think you should call him. Maybe he is busy with his family. It’s not like you don’t have his contact number, right?” Emma elbowed me. I was sitting over my chair, peeking into my cell phone times and again. I hoped for Alaric to call me. It’s been almost five days since we got in touch. Five fucking days.“Why the hell didn’t he call me?” I cursed under my breath. My promotion came with a pile of new cases and responsibilities. Alaric was busy with his pack duties, and I…with my precinct duties. I was in my thoughts when I saw Emma’s figure running towards my desk. Her eyes were glittering. She seemed happy.She stopped right over my desk and banged her palms over my table. The pens kept scattered over the desk popped up a bit due to the sudden force. I darted my eyes at Emma’s scooting persona.“What?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. I hoped for Emma to n
ALARICAs I told Viviana about Gianna, her brows creased. I wanted to know the reason for her bewilderment. But it was like invading into her bubble- personal kind of bubble, she had been trying to protect from bursting since we met. I dropped the idea. But her changing expressions never left my eyes.I stroked gently over her knees and her thighs. I planted pecks all the way down to her ankles. She moaned a bit. But this was not good. She was puzzled, upset, or bewildered; I wasn’t certain of. Yet. She had been silent.My chain of thoughts broke when the doorbell rang. Viviana let go of my hair. I stood up.“It may be the delivery man. Looks like your weird combination has arrived, love.” I announced her forcing a smile. She reciprocated a faint one and nodded her head.I received the delivery and found the boy peeking over my shoulder. I narrowed my eyes and followed his line of sight only to rest my eyes at Viviana’s back
VIVIANAThe moment Alaric announced his adopted sister’s name to be Gianna, I recalled my childhood. I recalled the past, the blurred and horrible memories of my parents’ death, and the whimpers of a little kid. My sister. My younger sister. My mother named her Gianna. She was just one month old when everything happened. When my world collapsed. When our world collapsed.After that dreadful incident, I was relocated to another place with strangers and never got a hold of Gianna. Till today. I never even heard about her. Sometimes, I calmed myself that it was a dream. A fucking bad dream or bad memory from my childhood and I never had a sister.I never had many memories of her. She was just a month old. I still don’t remember much. How badly I wanted to know everything that happened that night! For that, I needed to go back to the Pack. To the people, who witnessed it. I never did. I couldn’t. Call it a lack of courage. I was a coward.
ALARICI was beyond being joyous over our union. It was cosmic. It was sacred. I and Viviana were mates, this was clear from the beginning. Although, my lady love rejected me. I still don’t know the reasons for that. She would confront me soon, I hoped.Still, I didn’t mark her. It wasn’t that I didn’t intend to. With all my might, I wished to. But, I didn’t want to upset Viv. She was not ready for mate-mark. Yet. And this was crystal clear. She desired time. And I was fine with that.We had sex several times by now. In my apartment, in this forest, in my car. Almost everywhere, I could think of us sharing a space. But, our wolves didn’t. Moon ached for it. I wasn’t certain about Miracle though.But the moment Moon jailed Miracle under his huge frame, she let out some whimpers. Those whimpers appeared to moans. It surprised me that she was ready for it too. Well, Moon spared no second after that and took her.
VIVIANAAlaric is one such mate; for he loves me and adored me. He gets jealous and possessive freakily fast. But I realized that life with him had always been so beautiful. I never wanted to let the moment go.“I am ready, Alpha,” I said in the middle of his caresses. Addressing him as Alpha brought me comfort. I was damn certain that I would address him as Alpha from now on. I turned me on. And it turned him on too. I saw it in his eyes.We lay in the forest. I wrapped my leg over his torso and he inhaled my scent. How freaking blissful! But good times don’t last long, do they!I suddenly felt a burning sensation over the mark Alaric mentioned. I never knew anything like that. It was burning my body. It was burning my interiors. I whimpered in pain.Alaric held me close to his body. I sensed fear in his grey eyes. I studied his features in that damn frightened state. His courage was over the edge. He loved me. I feared this mome