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Winter's Lost Mate Chapter 9 — Before The Next Crescent (II)
*Norma's POV* I couldn't face her the next day. I had to give myself reasons why her rejection of me wasn't a corresponding debt I paid for rejecting Alphonso for my peace of mind and I tried to be objective but it wasn't working. My emotions were in control. Focused on my plate during breakfast, I didn't have much to say nor did she. I barely heard her voice. She answered Momma and Gabriella's questions now and then but the pair did all the chattering. They talked about Gabriella's breakout ceremony. They seemed excited, even Gabriella, which was unlike me during my time because I'd had to go through the process thrice. I had been a late bloomer which momma said was a biological trait from poppa, and saw my wolf at twenty — a year ago. I had every reason to think that my sister was going to repeat the process given that it was she who took after Dad more. Breakout ceremonies weren't complicated. They were usually time-exhausting except on the night of a yellow moon. In a typical
Winter's Lost Mate Chapter 1 — The Dream
Her eyes shot open to the sound of movements and voices coming from the hallway on the ground floor. A glance at the clock and it was still midnight. Lupe? She thought. She wasn't sure. He had less reasons to move around at night and even if he did, not as two or three male voices. It had been just a week since she arrived at her hometown, and the isolated family mansion in particular, and four nights ago, she'd dismissed the two gammas that secured it insisting that she felt happier in solitude and could handle whatever dangers could come with it, much to the doubt of her aging uncle Lupe who remained an active caretaker of the mansion as it was beyond her powers to relief him or his family of their duties. A few minutes back, she'd been in a dream with a lady who had blabbed a lot of beautiful things about their “betrothal”. Those "beautiful things" sounded less sensible to her now that she was woke but still made sense to her soul. Later on, she would be certain that it was a vi
Winter's Lost Mate Chapter 2 — The Failed Heist
That was when she heard the voices and could detect where they came from even though they came in whispers and very low tones. She could also tell that there were four speakers. Her instinct had told of who they might have been and what they'd come for. There seemed to be nothing else of theft-worthy value in that hallway as promising as the La Reina. The value boom had fallen on Vinci Gray's works in the art market sometime around the middle of the decade and one of the pieces that had been discovered somewhere in the town not so long ago had made its way into the Sotheby's, raking over $40,000,000 on auction. Such a sale had placed more value on the La Reina which was said to have more value and history to it and considered to be his chef d'oeuvre. Most of the educated wolves who seemed to know about this had their lives built in cities away from Yellow Moon. Her dad Leandro, a successful real estate magnate and serial investor had purchased the painting two decades earlier from
Winter's Lost Mate Chapter 3 — Norma's Point Of View (POV)
*Norma's POV* If she was a male, I'd say that perhaps he was in seek of a mate. Maybe he had certain views, standards, and reservations towards relationships that had made him unable to find one among city folks. I thought it was absurd for one to think and act on abandoning rich city life and opt for one in this town as a possible means of seeking fulfillment. There was very little one could enjoy in Yellow Moon compared to. She possessed a certain charisma that had no visible rooting other than her physical fitness and tall stature. It was the way she carried herself like there was something she knew that everyone around her just didn't. At least maybe all of us she'd come to meet in the town. Her hair bore a resemblance to mine in the sense of having a grey streak that stubbornly fell over an eye. Her face...I was hoping the moon would forgive my dirty fantasies of her, but then I'd never come across a person so different, cold, and good-looking. The fact that she seemed unawar
Winter's Lost Mate Chapter 4 — Winter's Wolf
*Norma's POV*Without giving her time to ask what in the hell was such a creature, I explained: “It's an undead creature that feeds on the souls of its prey — both wolves and humans. It grabs and sucks out your soul. It's a hollow that takes on the form of a bear and worse, it's just as strong or even stronger than we are. Only the grand alpha was said to hold and beat one in single combat and that's because he's just as strong as the thirteen Alphas combined. We're yet to see another wolf do that and—" my sentence hung. I looked at her and then at Poppa before finishing it. "I don't think we make an ideal team right now."I didn't want to add why I said that. That was mostly because I suspected she had no wolf. I was conscious of how hurting it would have turned out. Poppa seemed to understand and he simply let out a sigh. Then "It's all my fault," he said, "I should have remembered to renew the repellents. Haven't checked on them in a while and the year's due."It was understandabl
Winter's Lost Mate Chapter 5 — Another Failed Heist
"I've had enough of this madness, Winter!" Lupe fist-banged on a nearby surface: probably a table, door, or stool. Winter couldn't tell exactly at first. Her gaze and half her attention had been concentrated on Norma who unconsciously laid on a sofa. She saw the anger written on his face when she faced him. Extreme anger wasn't a frequent occurrence in his personality and so when it came it wasn't something to be taken trivially. Who knew how dangerous it could be? He could probably break a vase, the TV, the porcelain display on the etagere, or whatever else was near and fragile. In short, he was pushed. Pushed to the f—king wall. "Your feelings are impractical. We're having the mansion's security reinstalled as soon as possible and it's not a request. You might have a thunder-bending, telekinetic, giant wolf but then living alone on the outskirts of town couldn't be so normal for a man to speak less of a lady. I'm not having it anymore and you decide. You choose to stay and lose
Winter's Lost Mate Chapter 6 — Uncle Lupe's Family
"Maybe she's just a beta of some sort." Gabriella piped from the dining room where she set the table for a large family breakfast. "Now this isn't to say that you didn't see well enough but don't you think Pompey too exaggerated for a comparison? Like a hyperbole or something?" Norma was sure. As rarely as they did see Pompey's giant wolf in the gatherings under the full yellow moons, she was damn sure that the wolf she'd seen wasn't any smaller — dare her say bigger? Was that conceivable? He had no supernatural sense of strength. They'd said he'd faced and held down one of those ghost bears alone. They'd never said he'd done so with his bare hands though. "Well, I don't think it common for beta wolves to stand against a grizzly talk less of killing one without a repellent, and what about emitting lightning?""Oh please, Norma, I never knew you to be one who applied fantasy to real life. It doesn't suit you. Didn't you state that you got hit by the bear right? Haven't you thought ab
Winter's Lost Mate Chapter 7 — Before The Next Crescent
The next crescent was the first revelation of the moon during the period when it grew into a full moon. The moon's appearance meant meetings for the packs and all pending communal events were held within. This, however, wasn't a special time than when she the moon, wore her yellow dress as a full orb, sailing her way through the clouds. She was the goddess of both the town and beyond for she heightened the strengths of the paranormal creatures whenever she appeared. The times she was full and yellow were exclusive to the packs and the peoples of this town as it increased the intensity of their strengths and sorcery hence the reason why the town was called so. To some other towns, she shone blue, red, or green at the same time. Yellow moons appeared once after three full silver or regular moons and meant general meetings amongst the thirteen packs of the town in which Pompey presided as the sitting Grand alpha. The nights came cold as usual. Mist had begun to hang visibly, after din
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