"Wake up, sleepy head." By the sound of the voice, my eyes fluttered open. Standing before me was Isabella. I glanced at the wall clock, only to discover that it was 10:50 PM. I wondered why Isabella had come to me by this time of the day. "My princess?" I called, watching her approach me. Suddenly, she grabbed me by the wrist and started dragging me out into the cold and lonely night while I tried to struggle out of her grip but then, I didn't succeed. What wrong have I done this time? Soon, we got to a clearing where I saw other werewolves of my age gathered in a circle. She pushed me to the floor and I fell in their midst and I could hear them mock-laughing at me. "Happy birthday, weak," they all laughed and cheered in a mocking way as I looked at my arm and realised I had gotten a scratch from the fall. I tried to leave their midst, but then, they kept pulling me back. At this point, I knew I could not escape from their torture. The Alpha King and his Queen, who were supposed to be my saviour, had left for a ceremony two days ago and would be returning at dawn. I crawled, looking for an escape as they continued to taunt me. The frustration and helplessness I felt were devastating. It was clear that I was the weakest among them.
Lyssa
Rumours had it that many years ago, my family and pack were killed in a fight when I was still a baby. But then, the silver heart pack, where I call home today, carried and took care of me. Their Alpha King and Queen treated me so nicely as their own but though their only child, princess Isabella always felt threatened by my presence. She's always jealous that her parents treated me so well than herself and she fears that I might win her parents' trust. She also fears that she would be seen as the bad child while I am the good one. Isabella and I are of the same age but she's a month older.
Early this morning, I had just woken up, trying to rub the sleep off my eyes when suddenly, there was a knock on my door.
The door swung open, and a group of palace servants entered, bearing a beautifully decorated cake, singing "Happy Birthday Song" as they approached me.
The sight filled my heart with overwhelming joy, and tears of happiness trickled down my cheeks.
I took hold of the knife placed atop the cake.
With the servants eagerly surrounding me with smiling faces, I cut into the cake. Each of them took their portion. It's my birthday, December 23rd. I'm finally 21 years old.
As the day progressed, later at night, while I was sleeping, I heard a voice.
"Wake up, sleepy head." By the sound of the voice, my eyes fluttered open. Standing before me was Isabella.
I glanced at the wall clock, only to discover that it was 10:50 PM.
I wondered why Isabella had come to me by this time of the day.
"My princess?" I called, watching her approach me. Suddenly, she grabbed me by the wrist and started dragging me out into the cold and lonely night while I tried to struggle out of her grip but then, I didn't succeed. What wrong have I done this time?
Soon, we got to a clearing where I saw other werewolves of my age gathered in a circle. She pushed me to the floor and I fell in their midst and I could hear them mock-laughing at me.
"Happy birthday, weak," they all laughed and cheered in a mocking way as I looked at my arm and realised I had gotten a scratch from the fall.
I tried to leave their midst, but then, they kept pulling me back. At this point, I knew I could not escape from their torture. The Alpha King and his Queen, who were supposed to be my saviour, had left for a ceremony two days ago and would be returning at dawn.
I crawled, looking for an escape as they continued to taunt me. The frustration and helplessness I felt were devastating.
It was clear that I was the weakest among them.
"Look at her!" one wolf sneered. " She's nothing but a pathetic excuse for a wolf! How can she possibly think she belongs with us?"
Laughter erupted from the pack. Each mocking word they uttered cut through my heart.
"Hey, weakling!" Another wolf jeered, his voice dripping with cruelty. "You should've stayed hidden forever or maybe you should have joined your dead parents. Maybe then we wouldn't be subjected to the misery of your presence."
I knew they were right , I was weak, feeble, and undeserving of their respect. Maybe I should have indeed joined my dead parents.
"Lyssa the wolfless and mateless..." said Isabella as she they all laughed at her words and turned it into a chorus.
"Lyssa the wolfless and mateless..." They all chorused it over and over again.
I closed my eyes, trying to block out their words, but it was no use. Their hateful voices seemed to echo through the entire clearing. Why couldn't I be like them? Why was I the only one still without a wolf? As if on cue, they began to howl, pointing at me and laughing because they knew I couldn't howl like them.
My heart ached with the desire to shift, to prove them wrong.
My eyes landed on the full moon, shining brightly in the night sky, and a pang of envy coursed through me as tears filled my eyes. The others would transform tonight while I remained trapped in this weak human form. I longed to join them, to feel the power and freedom that came with shifting.
I tried to block out their jeers but their mocking howling voices grew louder.
Just then, I watched as they all transformed into their wolf, their human bone snapping as they groaned in pain while their wolf body came into view and I was still in my human form. I watched them as they ventured into the bush. Tears ran down my eyes, I stood up, running far away and not knowing my destination and while I ran, tears never ceased to pour out my eyes. Thereafter, I caught sight of a gathering. I didn't know what they were celebrating but I wiped my eyes and approached, then joined them. It's my birthday after all, I needed to make myself happy. I took a drink over and over again as I drank but then, I started to feel tipsy as I danced to the beating drums and enjoying my own company when suddenly, a man approached me.
"Hello." He called out loud, the sound of the environment made us struggle to hear each other clearly.
He asked my name and I told him. He is so cute and handsome. His words slurred with alcohol. We both danced to the beating drums. That was the last scene I remembered. The next day, I woke up and found myself lying naked inside the bush beside a big tree. I looked at my naked body and realised that I was already bleeding. "Good morning." A voice said as I turned to the voice. There he was, the stranger I met last night, he was also naked, smiling sexily at me. Oh, moon goddess, what have I done?
"You look sweet and no one would want to resist you." he said as I swiftly got up, wore my dress, ignored whatever else he had to say as I ran back home. I never would have thought that my future mate would meet me as a non virgin. It broke my heart.
Ever since I got into this pack, I was always treated like the slave I am despite being adopted by Luna when I was little. I had no memories of my full life and all I could remember was 10 years ago when I stumbled upon this very pack house, looking pale and hungry as I entered into one of the rooms which happened to be the Luna's chamber. I raided it in search of food to eat and even I finally saw food that was perhaps kept for the Luna to eat, I began to eat the cooked rice with my dirty hands. Yes, I looked very dirty and smelling. It was stealing, though, because I was in a strange place, taking what wasn't mine and ever since then, they took me in but I realised the alpha and his luna were not merciful to the core. I could remember the day Chloe had a bad day at school, the moment she came back, she vented it on me. Splashing water to the floor and accusing me of doing so, saying to her parents I intentionally wanted her to fall and injure herself. This wasn't the first time she tried to do things to get me punished. It was so obvious she devives joy seeing me in pain.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
BOOK 1- BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE BOOK. MATURE THEMES 18+ The book may contain s!xual scenes, sudden instances of possessiveness, mild violence. Sydney Morgan and Gavin Reed, high school sweethearts, had been married for over a decade. Five years of their relationship were filled with unconditional love; however, in the next six years, this changes drastically between them when Sydney takes advice from her best friend, Gavin's first love. When Sydney loses her baby, Gavin is left broken and vulnerable in the hands of his first love. She convinces him to divorce Sydney, and when he does, Sydney loses it and nearly gets hit by a car, but then the talk of the town, Gavin's rival, and CEO's son, hiding behind a facàde, comes to her rescue.
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
RIEKA She was a naive, chubby, wolfless werewolf, maltreated by her mate to the point where she loses her sanity and womb, her crime was being chubby and less attractive than her peers. GABRIEL He was a handsome, strong willed womanizer, who happens to a hybrid ALPHA prince, the person he loves the most is his kid brother RALPH. He has searched high and low for a mate he could never find. What will happen when he finds out that his beloved brother's ex wife, happens to be his long awaited mate, who was maltreated and is currently mentally unstable? Will he forgive his brother for hurting his mate? or will blood flow?