AlarickThe party felt like it lasted forever. But by midnight and with no sign of my mate, we decided to call it a night. The more I am in this pack, the more I realize that is all a bunch of immature teenagers who are out to party and run around carelessly. So we took off, and headed toward the shack Kaiden told me he had seen."Babe, why don't you head into our room? Ricky and I will deal with this." Kaiden tells my sister. She looked ready to protest, but I knew she was tired. She sighs, hugging us and saying good night. We made our way toward the shack, walking under the moonlight. The forestry became thicker until we finally came up to a clearing. There, stood a tiny shack, badly shaped. The roof looked ready to fall, the paint chipping, and a few broken windows.We came closer as her scent became stronger, but I growled when I got the scent of blood. "Ricky, I think she's hurt. Her wolf feels like she's agonizing, but I can't tell." Black suggests, making my blood boil. I fist
AlarickI had asked Molly through our mind link to look forward to my beta dropping off my mate in my room. She was eager to see her, but she didn't expect the state she was in. I haven't seen her myself, but I think it isn't good. Molly keeps crying, mind-linking me every time she sees a new bruise on her. Meanwhile, I'm stuck walking to these dickheads. We pass a nice-looking home with flowers, a picket fence, and a cherry blossom on each front porch corner. It was rather pleasing to the eye. It was a very lovely looking charming home, if I may add. "Well, this is where I leave you. Good night to the two of you. Sky, I presume you can handle things on your own starting tomorrow," he says, making Skylar clench his jaw. "Of course. Good night, Father," he says, turning and continuing to walk. Alpha Morrison clears his throat and nods toward me. I nod in response and continue walking, but Skylar is soon by my side again. There's not much of a conversation after that. He and I have no
SkylarI gripped the doorknob, shutting it lightly behind me. But being honest, I wanted to slam the damn door or maybe take it off its hinge and toss it at Alarick's damn face. Just who the hell does he think he is? I'm an alpha as well now. I demand equal respect. I deserve his respect.If he thinks I'm going to submit or force my people to submit to him because he's going to be protecting my pack, he's got it all wrong. Protection or not, I am sure my pack can defend itself from the rogue king if we had the numbers. The time we were attacked, it was simply because Dad had refused to listen to me. But he's right. I am outnumbered if that rogue king comes by here again. I had already told Dad our walls needed to be reinforced, but he's always wasting the pack's earnings on stupid things. All the expensive clothes he buys for himself and Mom, their expensive getaways, and their constant vacations have my pack in ruins. Maybe Alarick is right: I must strengthen the walls around my per
Alarick’s POVI made my way to Asher and Zane's room. They had been investigating what I asked them yesterday, and I wanted to see if they had anything for me before heading to see Skylar and his dad. It seemed everyone was still asleep, other than the omegas. I could hear all the noise of pans and dishes, knives chopping, and, of course... complaining. "Where is Olivia? Why is she not here yet? Is she still in the dungeons? I swear this girl is always getting into trouble." One of the older omegas says, making me pause. "No, ma'am. We... We overheard Leah last night talking to her friends." "It's LUNA Leah. We need to make sure we all call her like that from now on. Unless you want to end up in the dungeons as well. Now, what about Luna Leah? What did she say now?" she says, scolding the girls. "She said... She said Livie is leaving our pack," the young girl says in a quiver. "What?" the older one responds. I get closer, looking at them as they talk about my mate but staying out o
Livie’s POVThe rest of the morning, Molly, Selene, and I talked. Mostly them, but still. I learned that Rick also lost his mom through a rogue attack. He and Molly were just weeks old when that happened, so they have absolutely no memory of her. If it weren't for pictures his dad kept, they would have never learned what she looked like, but from what Molly tells me, she was beautiful.When we were talking, the omegas came in and brought us breakfast. They tried to talk to me, but Molly warned me not to tell them I was Alarick's mate. They were uncertain if Alpha Morrison could do something against us if he knew. "Trust me, he'll try to use it to his advantage. So until your attachment to this pack is severed, don't say anything." She begged, and well, I had no intention of telling them. No one in this pack has ever been nice to me. If they were trying to make amends because I was leaving, they could keep their apologies. Like Molly said, I don't need them. After we had breakfast, th
Livie’s POVI suddenly fell conscious of myself sitting next to him. He unconsciously (purposely, maybe!) wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me to him. My shoulder is tucked under his arm as he lifts my chin to look at him. He slowly leaves a feather-like kiss on my lips, making me feel like I was melting. "I've been waiting all morning and afternoon to kiss you again," he whispers, his lips grazing mine and filling me with electricity. "I... M-1, me too." I utter, making his lips pull into a smile. "Now, we haven't had much time to get to know each other. How are you? Did my sister treat you well?" he says, but all I can focus on is the sweet movement of his lips. The sparkle in his ocean-blue eyes and that intoxicating aroma. He smells so good it makes me feel like nirvana. "Uhhuh," I say, making him chuckle. His Adam's apple is playing up and down his throat with every chuckle, and I can't help but stare at it like a dummy. He slowly leans, leaving another feather-like ki
LivieAlarick held his hand out for me as he opened the door. Everyone gasped, murmuring among themselves. At first, I was very self-conscious; I had been used to the silver moon pack, always talking badly in front of me and my back. So it threw me off to see them smile, and I couldn't help but feel happy. I could hear them praising and welcoming Alarick with open arms. "My... She is gorgeous. Just like you said, my boy," the man says in a deep voice as he comes in front of me and cups my face with both hands. He kisses both my cheeks and my forehead. His hands felt so warm and loving. They were strong, rigid, and insensitive but warm and welcoming. Just like Ricky's hands, except Ricky's were exceptional. They held me lovingly, making me feel wanted and protected."Dad, this is Livie. Livie, this is my father, Lucian Dannelly," he says, placing his hand on the small of my back. He vows like a gentleman, making my eyes widen. I had never had someone greet me so correctly. One of the e
Livie’s POVAfter we ate, Alarick showed me around some more, and by the end, he showed me our room. I won't get into it because my mind is still trying to wrap around how gorgeous the room is. But it is by far the biggest thing I have ever seen. I could get lost in there, I swear. The bathroom alone is a dream. Half of our walls, including the restroom and shower, are thick, impenetrable glass. There are plants and trees at the back of every wall. The first thing I did was jump in the shower while he tended to a few things. I loved every single minute of it. The shower was so good; it was like standing at the bottom of a waterfall. Seriously, this has got to be a dream.✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨(Third Person POV)Little did Livie know that a war was stirring while she started her new life in peace with Alarick as her mate. Morrison was glad his son had gotten rid of the last trace of the Watsons family. The guilt inside him was eating at him, slowly, creeping bit by bit deeper inside of him. Even