Jedd"Now talk!" The Alpha growls.With a pleading look in her eye, the woman keeps shaking her head as if begging her mate not to say a word. The Alpha brings one plate of meat closer to her, waving the aroma towards her nose. Her demeanor changes as her thoughts become obsessed with food. "Is keeping your secret really worth starving?" The Alpha taunts."No," the woman replies, swallowing back saliva. "We honestly do not know much. A few big wolves attacked us out of nowhere and took our son. They will kill him if we do not report back to them in 4 hours.""Who is "they"?" The Alpha inquires."We truly do not know," the man answers. "They did not say what pack they are from or who their Alpha is, just that he wanted us to scope out the Wolvesbane pack and report back all that we see, smell, and hear.""Describe the wolves who took your son," the Alpha commands."They are very tall and strong, a group of five young men. They all had a lot of tattoos. Three of the men had silver hair,
LanceAfter the interrogation, Jon and I discuss our theories about why the Silverhair pack is stooping as low as threatening rogues to spy on our pack. "The Siverhair pack has an army almost as great as ours," I say. "They have dominated most of the packs in their area. They could be playing dirty because they are scared that when it comes time to battle us, they will lose it all.""That makes sense," Jon replies. "I am sure they hoped by hiding behind rogues their snake behavior would go undetected. Although, they'd probably had better luck sending professionals.""Guess they are cowards, " I chuckle. We continue to talk until around 9:00AM. "It is time we go home and get some sleep," Jon says. "Sometime today, I need you to go to the shop and pick up an order from Bill.""Alright," I reply. "I will stop on my way home. See ya' later.""See you later," he says and waves goodbye. Jon has been my best friend for years. I was shy and a bit of a loner when I was younger. Then, one day
Jezebel"I am a rare wolf. Very few know of my talents. Can I trust you to keep a secret?" she asks. I nod, feeling too nauseous to speak. What the fuck is she about to say?"I am a prophet wolf," she confesses. "I dream of prophecies and see visions of the future. The future can change, which is why a Prophet wolf is good to have around. Seeing the future can help save a pack and has helped us prepare for battles and sneak attacks in the past," she explains. "A prophecy can also be changed, although it is more difficult to alter because it is fated by the Gods. I report all my visions to the Alpha. I haven't seen a prophecy in many years, but one was revealed to me last night. I dreamt that the war was ending and we were entering an Era of peace, led by one Great Alpha. A she wolf, with one emerald green eye and one ocean blue eye. I dreamt of you Jezebel."I gulp, as she stares intently at me, expecting a response."I dreamt the same thing last night," I say quietly. My mind is reel
Jezebel"Good evening, sleeping beauty," my Uncle Jedd teases."Good evening," I reply, yawning."I see you went to the store for some food. I apologize for not having any. I will go shopping today," he says, flipping some bacon. "The house looks amazing! I decided to cook for you to show you my appreciation. I will also clean up after. I assure you I will not let the house get messy again.""It was definitely a lot of work, but I am very happy with the results," I say, smiling. "How was patrol last night?""Well, it was interesting to say the least," he says, with no further elaboration.He hands me a plate of scrambled eggs, bacon, and buttered toast. I scarf it down, realizing I am hungrier than I thought."You meet any more members of the pack when you went back to the shop?" Uncle Jedd asks, trying to make conversation, I assume."Yes," I reply, wondering if I should tell him about the Beta's interest in me. I decide against it. "I mean, not really "met, " but seen. Most are cauti
Lance"Did you two idiots forget why we are called the Wolvesbane pack," I ask Marc and Hazel, angry with them for inviting Jezebel to a fucking pool party. Lucky for her I did meet her today and decided to crash the party or she would have been hurt pretty badly. Yes, werewolves can heal, but burns of that severity would be extremely painful and wouldn't heal right away. It pisses me off thinking about her hurting like that."Shit," Marc says. He and Hazel clearly had not thought about Jezebel being new to the pack and not yet immune to the Wolvesbane we have in our water. "Didn't Jedd warn you about the water?" I ask her.She pauses before answering, like she is overwhelmed with the news."No," she says. "But I am assuming from what you have said about the pack name that it has wolvesbane in it.""That is correct," I say. "Maybe you should ditch the party, and we can find something else fun to do," I suggest, sounding hopeful."No," she replies. "I can avoid the water."I try to hid
Jezebel This party wasn't a good idea. Avoiding the water has me feeling extremely awkward in this bikini, and everyone has been staring at me, though I hardly noticed when Lance and I were dancing. He gave me another tingle between my legs, and I don't like the way my body is betraying me. He is not my type, though the more time I spend with him, I begin to understand the appeal. Slow dancing pressed against his warm chest was comforting. Even Jade felt comfortable near his power. He isn't my mate though, and I am not one to sleep around. I am not a virgin, however. There was one wolf in the Silverhair pack I was exceptionally close with. His name is Seth, and we cared for each other deeply. We were both under the age of eighteen, but we believed we were destined to be together. We finally gave into our lust one cold winter night, convincing ourselves we were mates anyway. I was fifteen, and he was seventeen. The next year, he found his mate, and I hid the fact that I was devastated.
JonI sit in my office pondering the events of the other night. I suspected from the description the rogues gave of the men that attacked them that it was the Silverhair pack that sent them. My scouts followed them at a safe distance, tracking them with a GPS tracking device. They confirmed that it was the Silverhair pack that the rogues met with. The rogues couldn't give them much information because our pack is adequately guarded. The Silverhair pack expected more and ruthlessly slayed the two rogue wolves and their son.I can't help but think this may have something to do with Jedd's niece. Jedd is one of my highest ranked Gammas. I trust him with my life, but could he have naively brought an enemy through our walls? She has only been here two days and is already the talk of the pack. Everyone is curious about her and wonders why I allowed her refuge. I myself am wondering the same thing now. Jedd asked me, and I didn't hesitate. Jedd is loyal and trustworthy. I feel that deep in my
Jezebel"How do you know we are mates, Jezebel?" Jon asks.Shit! Can I really tell him I dreamt of him?"Yes," Jade replies. "The Gods reveal stuff to us through dreams all the time. He may have questions, but they will not be for you. He will accept that you dreamt of him. Leave out the rest, though.""Today, I woke up in a fit of arousal. I dreamt of your hands caressing me, your lips kissing me, and your amber brown eyes peering deep into my soul. As soon as I saw your eyes, I knew. You are mine! I do not know why the Gods or Goddess revealed this fact to me before my eighteenth birthday, but they have. I will be eighteen in less than two weeks," I explain.He looks deep into my eyes, as if he truly is trying to peer deep into my soul. Then he kisses me, gentle at first, but it grows more forceful as his hunger for me increases. He pulls away. "Lucky me then," he says. "I would hate having to wait to claim you as mine. My desire to have you is so strong that I might have broken the