In shifter society, Eden isn’t the paradise you’re used to hearing about in the Bible. It’s the place where all girls are housed from birth until their 18th birthday. A war between the humans and shifters left the werewolf population decimated and diseased due to poisonous agents used against the wolves. As a result, birth rates of purebred werewolves declined extraordinarily, while the presence of mutant werewolves rose. To combat their fertility crisis, the Elders invented Eden where young girls were kept locked away from society. Their knowledge of the outside world is very limited and their only purpose is to become breeders after their 18th birthday when they are selected by their mates during the Breeding Selection Ceremony. If the girls don’t prove they are purebred wolves or turn into mutants, then they are killed by the Alphas. Imani is shamelessly classified as a Breeder C–the most undesirable amongst the breeders. She hates that the girls are subjected to such barbaric practices and desires to escape from Eden. What she doesn’t expect is to run into Alpha Jackson, the man who was tasked to kill her on her 18th birthday if she didn’t prove to be a purebred wolf. The Breeding Selection Ceremony commences and Imani is certain she doesn’t have a wolf. As her “sisters” are dying around her, Imani is shocked when Alpha Jackson spares her life. Not only does he spare her life, but he selects her as his Breeder! Alpha Jackson only kills when he’s 100% certain, but there is something off about Imani and the only way he can get to the bottom of it is if he keeps her close.
View MoreA week had passed since I was brutally punished by Alpha Andrew. All of my wounds had healed by Day Three, but Jackson was insistent on keeping an eye on me by working from home. I was slightly annoyed by his hovering, but it was a sign that he cared. As thanks, I decided to make a large breakfast for him.And I might have a favor to ask him as well.First, I put a kettle on to boil to prepare his coffee. I measured and poured the coffee grounds into the carafe and minutes later I added boiling water and depressed the plunger. According to Jackson, I couldn’t make decent coffee to save my life. He complained that I either used too much coffee grounds or too little or I used too much water, or not enough.It’ll be different this time…I’m sure of it. He’ll like it, and if he doesn’t, then too damn bad.I worked on breakfast while responding to text messages from Mary. I wasn’t a fan of texting, but Jackson insisted it was something I’d get used to.Mary: I’m so glad you’re okay!Imani:
Imani“Imani,” a voice whispered. I groaned from being roused from my sleep and my eyes fluttered open. “Imani, we’re home.”Home. I never thought I’d have a home.“Can you walk?” he asked. The concern in his tone flustered me. I’d never had someone concerned about my wellbeing like Judge Jackson. It saddened me a little, because I knew there were thousands of breeders out there whose men didn’t care about them at all.Hell, we are seen as property by most. They don’t care about the breeders, but care about the pups that are produced. How did I get so lucky to have a male who not only cares for me but will kill for me? Kill his own flesh and blood for me? But then again, did Judge Jackson really do all of those things because he cares for me, or because he has a strong sense of duty?“Imani, can you walk?” he repeated, capturing my attention.“Y-yeah…I think so,” I said, tugging the blanket around me tighter as I exited the car. “What happened to Amber?”“She was taken to the infirmar
ImaniI passed out shortly after Judge Jackson arrived. I played a dangerous game antagonizing Alpha Andrew, but somehow, deep down, I knew that Judge Jackson would save me, just like he did at the Breeding Selection Ceremony.Yelling forced my eyes to flutter, bringing me back to semi-consciousness, but hearing Judge Jackson call the other man ‘brother’ made them fly open in disbelief.Judge Jackson and Alpha Andrew are brothers?I focused my eyes on the two men and the resemblance became clearer as the seconds ticked by.“They should put you in the fucking prison and experiment on you. Maybe you’re the one with a mutation!” Alpha Andrew yelled. “Something has to be alarmingly off in your brain for you to select the lowest of breeders! You are an Alpha and the highest-ranking Judge deserving of the purest form of breeders, yet you have one that will guarantee produce pups with mutations—if at all!”“Who I’m with is none of your concern,” Judge Jackson said.“That same thinking screwe
Judge JacksonI raced out of the pack house, dodging curious and equally aggravating wolves who wanted to conference with me after Elder Francis’s departure.“Judge Jackson!” Judge Max shouted, following me to my car.“I can’t talk. Imani’s in trouble!”“Do you need backup?”I paused briefly to consider his offer and shook his head. “No, it’s best there are no witnesses. I wouldn’t want you to have to perjure yourself on my behalf in case shit goes left.”I didn’t wait for a response and jumped in my car. Gravel kicked up and sprayed behind my vehicle as it lurched down the driveway. I hit the corner that would take me to Alpha Andrew’s house and prayed that Imani would be safe until I’d gotten there.If he lays a hand on her…the Moon Goddess won’t be able to save him.My car skidded to a stop outside Alpha Andrew’s grand estate. I got out of the car in no time and approached the gate. It was locked, but that wouldn’t stop me. I stepped back from the gate, observed the locking mechani
Judge Jackson“This doesn’t make any damn sense,” I complained as I reviewed the charts. “These numbers are off…really off.”Pressure built behind my eyes after reading the charts once more. The fertility rates of purebred wolves had dropped to a concerning level. Thirty-eight percent was alarming, but what was even more shocking was that the breeders are taking longer to become pregnant. Instead of becoming pregnant within two months of their departure from Eden, breeders were now taking as long as eight months to become pregnant.Why do these rates look so dismal? What has changed just from last year?“We need to run the numbers again.”“There is no use. The numbers were run repeatedly. They’re accurate,” Elder Francis confirmed with a heavy sigh.He’s sighing. It’s never good when an elder sighs. Usually that means that changes are coming, and lives will be affected.“Do you know what this means, Judge Jackson?”“It means that there is a probability that the fertility issue is exac
Imani“We need to get out of here,” I said, looking for a window to escape out of. To my dismay, I couldn’t find one.What was I thinking?“Hey, Amber. Did you hear me? We need to get out of here.”I turned to face her, and my face scrunched up in confusion. While I was looking for an escape route, she’d changed her dress into a see-through one that left very little to the imagination. Her nipples poked through the fabric and her pubic region was clearly shaved and on display. Her private areas weren’t the only thing on display. Bruises and scars riddled her pale skin—some were old, and some were fresh. I’d say they were as recent as yesterday—quite possibly today.“Put this on,” she instructed, extending a matching dress to me.“I’m…I’m not wearing that.”“You have to,” she replied in a low, monotone voice. Her voice was no longer boisterous and loud like it was at Eden—it was demure and lifeless—a far cry from the young woman I knew from before.“I’m not wearing that,” I repeated.“
ImaniThe pack where Judge Jackson lived could only be described as beautiful. With the exception of Judge Jackson’s homey cabin, all the homes were grandiose—some were even mansions with gates that kept others out and sprawling green grass and gardens. I did not envy the shifters who lived in the mansions one bit. I enjoyed Judge Jackson’s cabin in the woods. It was quaint, quiet, and peaceful.“Breeder!” a man called out.I stopped in my tracks and turned to address the man. He was a nobleman I recognized from the Breeding Ceremony. He’d chosen the most beautiful breeder from Breeder Group A—Amber. I wasn’t fond of Amber.Well, saying I’m not fond of her is an understatement. I detest her.Because Amber was beautiful and everyone with eyes knew she would be in Breeder Group A, she looked down on girls who would most likely end up in the bottom groups and refused to speak with us.My mouth dropped as they came closer. The girl had a black leather collar around her neck that was attac
ImaniI sat on the bed against the headboard with my new, sleek cell phone and chrome laptop. I never thought in my wildest dreams that I’d have access to these technological devices. I wasn’t even sure how to work them. It would’ve been helpful if Judge Jackson would’ve left me with a manual.I tilted the phone to the side and used what little knowledge I had from watching my supervisors to activate the phone. It brought me to black screen with the time and date, along with a message that said, “Good morning, Imani.”I browsed through the phone, scrolling through the various screens and applications until I found the one that led to the Internet. I could’ve looked up anything, anything at all, but my curiosity led to me looking up Judge Jackson.At first, everything appeared normal. There was a picture of him in full regalia. Those cold, icy eyes were empty, yet they penetrated me through the screen. I could almost hear him chastising me, and saying my name in that frigid tone that m
ImaniI remained silent as Judge Jackson drove us back to his cabin.I stared at the passing scenery, still in awe of the outside world. For the first time in my existence, I felt peace. I had a wolf; I wouldn’t be killed.I could sleep without keeping one eye open. I snuck a glance at Judge Jackson, and I feared if he gripped the steering wheel any tighter that it would crumble under the pressure.It was determined that Dr. Hemsworth would collect blood work from me once a week to follow my “progression,” and to see if he could predict when my wolf would make her appearance. Dr. Hemsworth was sworn to secrecy about my condition, and he promised not to tell a single soul.Judge Jackson hadn’t spoken since then. We arrived to the cabin, and I wasn’t surprised when he made a beeline to his office and slammed the door behind him. “What a child,” I mumbled before entering my bedroom. Unlike him, I silently closed the door behind me. I perked up when I saw all of my clothing purchases fr
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