Lucas It was weeks after I heard about Ian Grayson. "Did he says anything?" I asked Keegan as I lean on the car, puffing cigar with my blood soiled hand after giving the man a beating. "No, my Alpha. I cut All of his fingers but he hasn't said a word about Ian." Keegan replied, wiping his body hands with shirt before throwing it in the bin."Fuck. Just end him. He have no use anymore. He won't say a thing." I cursed hitting the car."Okay, would be back in a minute." Keegan replied fading away."Just who the Fuck is Ian and why is he having this big and strong supporters?" I yelled.Thought to search for him but after weeks of fruitlessly search and chasing wisps of Heather’s faded scent through empty rooms and cold trails, that executive’s mysterious comments about her ties to some Ian Grayson refused to leave my mind. Back in my penthouse, I delved into uncovering who this potential new player was and what his intentions toward my mate entailed. Grayson...I kept repeating his n
Keegan My heart sank as Lucas roared his intentions for violence against Ian."Lucas!" I called but his anger always gets the best of him.Ian, formerly known as our sworn enemy Alpha Richard. While Ian's motives were still uncertain, allowing Lucas's explosive temper to steer our course now could only end in disaster. I tried to stop him and let me plan how to take him down in the modern world and bring Heather with us. "He always ruin things with his anger issues!" I lament.The patrons fled the old cafe in terror, I positioned myself warily between the two snarling Alphas, ready to intervene. The look in Lucas's maddened eyes sent a chill down my spine. His thirst for vengeance threatened to destroy any shred of reason."My dear Alpha, allow us to find a more private place to...discuss matters further," I urged Lucas in a low placating tone. With effort, I kept my expression neutral rather than revealing the true depth of my alarm. Riled as he was, any perceived defiance from m
Alex"Fuck,"I woke with a start, heart racing and sheets tangled from another night of disturbing dreams where a monstrous wolf lurked just out of sight. "Another nightmare." Rubbing my eyes with a groan, I tried pushing away the haunting images. I had enough trouble dealing with my new wolf form in waking life without my subconscious churning out more terror.Stumbling to the bathroom, I splashed cold water on my face and confronted the stranger gazing back wearily from the mirror. Ever since my first traumatic transformation, it felt like I was living in someone else's life, my real self lost somewhere along the way. Mom kept assuring me I would adjust in time, find balance between two natures. But how could anyone get used to their bones and muscles violently reshaping against their will? Just thinking about the next full moon made my stomach turn.At school I went through the motions, unable to focus. The wolf spirit prowling restlessly in my mind made it impossible to concentr
HeatherThe days were hectic, watching my son bravely embrace his dual nature filled me with immense pride. "He's a fighter." I smiled, and that reminds me of his dad.Despite the horrific pain of those first transformations, Alex met each challenge with tenacity, trusting my guidance. His courage and resilience were truly alpha qualities inherit in his bloodline. "Now he soothing that he found his mate." I smiled to myself lifting a huge load in my chest.During quiet moments at the cafe between bustling rushes, my thoughts often drifted to the strange new world suddenly opened before Alex. Though initially blindsided by the changes, he now approached them pragmatically, adapting more smoothly than I dared hope. He was blossoming, my little warrior.Seeing Ian swanning in had become a welcome high point of even chaotic mornings. But recently he went to a bussiness meeting so he was away for a week.His easy confidence and charm always lifted my mood. We always bantered playfully ov
Lucas My mind spun as I processed Heather's words. A child? She had a whelp while away from me all these years? Rage simmered, but I forced it down. There were more pressing matters. "What is this talk of a child?" I demanded. "Explain yourself."Heather's expression turned guarded. "I have a son, Alex. Please Lucas, let me go back to him. He needs me."I absorbed this revelation, uncertainty warring with anger. "And who sired this whelp upon you?" My voice was dangerously soft."That's not important. Alex is just an innocent boy, he never hurt you," Heather pleaded.My hand tightened on her arm. "Tell me who, or I will beat it from your worthless hide later."Heather lifted her chin. "Never. If you want answers, check your own black heart first."I nearly struck her for her insolence. But a flicker of unease stirred in my gut. Could she mean...? No, impossible. I would know if the child was mine. Wouldn't I?I stared Heather down, but she refused to elaborate. Cursing, I relinquish
LucasFor the past days I Keegan didn't kenw about me meeting Heather and was planning as he says for the right time. And it was the last day I told her to meet and bring Alex."It's time."I steeled myself and made my way with deceptive calm to the place I told her to meet. I halted in my steps, pulse thundering in my ears as I look at the boy in front of me. There, standing warily before me, was a tall, well-built youth on the cusp of manhood. My breath caught at the achingly familiar eyes glaring back at me. There was no denying our relation - the family resemblance was unmistakable. My heir, my blood, standing before me at long last.I regained mastery over my rioting emotions, striding forward authoritatively. Now was not the time for sentiment. I must make clear who commanded here."So you are Alex," "Don't pretend you care. I'm just a pawn to control my mother," he bit out boldly. "Ah, I can see he has his mother's defiant spirit." I mumbled aside but my mood changes swiftly
LucasThat night I lay awake deep into the night wrestling with my inner turmoil, before finally striding to Heather's room on impulse. "I hope she accept me, I don't want to force myself on her." I murmured.My heart clenched bitterly at how readily she once welcomed me into her bed, so different from the cautious tension now radiating from her. I had lost ground there somehow - but I could regain it, given time. She was still mine.I slide under the sheets and noticed she wasn't sleeping either."The boy's fate rides on his choices tomorrow," I pronounced without preamble. "If he embraces his destined role, I will accept him as mine fully, and we can be a family. But if he continues rejecting me..." I trailed off ominously, letting the unspoken threat hang.Heather paled but lifted her chin bravely. "Your heavy hand will not sway Alex. He is too wise already for such manipulation." Sadness tinged her voice. "This happen due to you. Our family is already broken." She whispered sadly
Lucas"Easier said than done." I whispered to myself. I know I hurt her deeply and I just don't know what I did wrong.Heather kept her face turned away, refusing to acknowledge me. Resentment simmered, but also unease over me demanding to go back to our pack. She claims Alex wants to live here. And she won't tolerate that.For the past days I kept Keegan away with Ian, dealing with how to work on things as I bond with my family.But to my surprise keegan came in to my estate and met us on the tarmac, shock plain on his face at the sight of Heather. For a fleeting moment, something like guilt flashed in his eyes upon seeing her distressed state. But then his expression smoothed over. As I grabbed her arm and lost my temper."What happened?" he asked mildly. "I thought we agreed on a...delicate approach." His disapproval was subtle but clear. I bit back an angry retort, claws digging into my palms. "Plans changed. We'll discuss it inside." I hurried Heather along, eager to escape Keeg