JaneI stared at him for a few seconds, tired of hearing the same old excuses from him. He had tried all his creepy moves towards me and it had not worked, he had also tried to get to me by telling me that I wasn’t compatible with the alpha. He had told me we were a rare couple and I had ignored that. What was this new excuse he was bringing up? I looked ahead to see the gardeners working on the vast field. I couldn’t believe this was supposed to be a garden but it was. The flowers and rare plants were kept in tip top positions daily to make sure they retained this beautiful and healthy view.The colorful flowers gave the field a mysterious view which I admired.“Are you listening to me?” he asked as I nodded.“Listen… Ethan,” I was going to be straight with him. No cutting corners or anything of that sort. He was not going to tell me what I could or could not do. I was done listening to his silly excuses. I knew what he was trying to do and for that I would not tolerate it.“I unde

VictoriaThe maids massaged me while I laid face down feeling their hands on my back and legs.It was good to be a Luna. I wouldn’t be able to get this kind of treatment as an ordinary member of the pack. It felt nicer too knowing they were at my beck and call.“Massage my right shoulder,” I told the maid who did that before the door opened. I looked up to see a maid getting in with a frantic look on her face. “What is it? Tell me you’ve got something interesting for me.”“Oh this is more than interesting,” she smiled. “You are going to love this.”I waved the maids away from me as I sat up with the towel over my chest.“Don’t let me stop you from telling me what I need to know. Let me hear them.”“A rumor has been spread across the entire pack about the Luna,” she put her hand to her mouth after calling Jane a Luna. “Forgive me my Luna, I didn’t mean to…”Rolling my eyes, I waved to her to continue.“They said she killed her parents and she is a homewrecker.”This was news to me. Who

Jane “I heard that she killed her parents,” one of them said, with the other agreeing with her.  That rumor was the one which made me cry the most. I missed my parents because if they were still with me I would not be going through all of this. I cleaned my tears and decided to teach them a lesson. I rolled the trolley into the kitchen expecting that they would keep shut but this did little to stop them. Instead, they increased their volume as I knew they no longer respected me. “Can you all stop talking about me?” I said to them as the three girls turned to me. Their stares said a lot to me. It was obviously clear they no longer saw me as someone worth their time. If they did, they would not have stared at me the way they did. “Is it true that you killed your parents?” One of

Sinclair The rumors had gotten to me and I had frowned at it. I had even called the elders and asked for the foundation of the rumors just to see that they were baseless. Whatever they were talking about was probably fake and I ignored it. I promised myself to tell her that she should not put her mind to it. She was not to worry about whatever they would say to her. She was important to me and no one was to tell her otherwise. However I did not have the chance to do so because of the meetings I had which overwhelmed me. All I could do was push it back till I had some time left to get back home. The meetings kept coming up because of the pack’s location to a dam which was threatening to burst open and flood the entire valley. If nothing was done, hundreds of thousands of people would either die or if they survive

Jane  Staying in the wild was something I had not seen myself doing before. Now I had the chance to live on my own and live off the land, I could feel my wolf approving of this, however I felt sad that I had left a comfortable life for this. Being able to discern between poisonous fruits and good ones had not been my strongest suit before.  It was harder when I had not lived on my own. After my parents died, I had to live with my uncle who took over the pack. This was something that was considered normal, but the insults which followed it were not normal. Why did I have to be the runt of the litter every time? What had I done to deserve all of this? All I had done was try to be nice to everyone. People I knew and those I didn’t. From Victoria to the people spreading bad news and rumors, they were to know better.&nb