The more you look, the less you see. The more she looked, the less she saw. She no longer saw her dad or her aunt Biff. She saw two strangers who were set to rip her heart out and tear it to shreds. She no longer saw her big teddy, her five, she saw a man who has no regard for his late mate and what they shared. A man so willing to let go of his past like it never even happened. She no longer saw her friendly chess rival, her mother's look alike, she saw a woman she couldn't care less about her sister to throw all her memories away. She saw a woman who also wanted to forget all about her mate and take someone else's position. June felt disgusted.And when a pair of big caramel orbs collided with hers she felt on the brink of breaking. Big bright orbs that belonged to Ian. He looked elated to see her. He even waved at her, gesturing at her to come over but she looked away coldly. Tara waved back though. Oblivious. "So cute." Palmer cooed, blindly reaching out to sip another spoon of t
She woke up with her face buried deep into his chest, her left arm slung around his hips. He lay dead asleep beneath her while she savoured the occasional rise and fall of his chest beneath her head. She popped her eyes open only to immediately shut it afterwards as they were having difficulty adjusting to the rays of the early morning sun that peeked through cracks in the thick velvet curtains. Letting out an unladylike groan, she twisted and turned in her position. The upper half of her body was glued to his, the other half tangled in the silk bed sheets. Her movements caused him to stir, tightening his grip on her. His arms were inter locked around her lower back, he was no doubt still deep in sleep. June however, was awake but her mind was foggy. She lifted her head and placed her chin on his chest, cracking open her eyelids to look at him. His lips stayed parted as he breathed through them, his hair a mess like hers but it looked knee weakening good on him. His head was lolled a
Thirty men. Williams matched to Gorah's territory with thirty men. He knew they would try put up a fight. But the rogues didn't stand a chance. Their alpha was ceased and it left them all speechless. Rumours sprouted from every nook and cranny of the Eclipse's territory. Alpha Bennett's murderer has been found! Justice for the late alpha! All hail Alpha Jason Harold! An end to rogue troubles! Give us Gorah's head!With authority and a sense of fulfillment, Jason matched down the dungeon's corridors with his Luna by his side, disoriented and shaken up. She wasn't in support of what was going on, it wasn't right. None of this felt right. He might be a rogue but pinning an innocent man with a crime he didn't commit only made them worse than rogues. But how does she know he isn't guilty? Peharps, it sounded stupid but her instincts told her he didn't do it.His footsteps echoed of the dense walls, delinquents peeking out their cell bars at him, the strong stench of blood and urine oozed
Hey,How have we enjoyed the book so far?I'm sure by now we've been able to pick up on how much of a complex character June is. We know not what she'll do next; she's unpredictable. And we know not why she does the things she does.I do hope though, as we read on, all our questions will be answered and we'll get to understand June better.Please know, every character in this book is unique in his/her own way and serve a special purpose in the book. This story won't exist without them. And I try my best to make them practical and convey their thoughts and emotions to the best of my ability. And Jason? How do we all feel about our Alpha.Personally, I also consider Jason Harold to be complex in his own way. His thoughts and feelings make up his total being. He may be less diverse than June but trust me, he's just as intriguing. We'll get to know him better as we read on.Also I replaced the dagger with a katana instead, because I did my research and figured a katana would he be a mor
He strolled out of the den behind his father while the elders made their exit. Loosening the red tie he had on, another image of her flashed in his head. Now, I wouldn't say he didn't care about whatever it was that was going on right now with Gorah and Jason, but he cared more, a whole lot more about how much of a coward he is, like honestly, who runs away from their mate? Well Richards Shaw did."...it was a delight." He zoned back in on the conversation his father was having with Clover, head of the council and that was all he could pick up before guards came around and escorted him out of the pack house entirely. "That was...whoo!" His father turned to him with an exasperated exhale. "Don't you think the Luna was right?" Richards asked with his palms shoved deep into his pants pocket.His father shook his head, "She shouldn't of contested the alpha's decision. She obviously doesn't know what it's like." He said the last sentence in a whisper while subtly eyeing the open entrance
A letter came in for the Luna and was brought up to her room by a servant the next morning. She just got out the bathroom and heard the soft knock on the door. She hurried to get it with her hair dripping water and shrivelled fingertips."Good morning Luna," the bubbly brunette smiled and June nodded. "A letter just came in for you." She held the cream coloured envelope for June to grab.Skeptically, june reached for it and subsequently perused it. "Thank you." She responded, holding on the steel handle of the door.The servant nodded with a smile before taking off. June closed the door, leaned against it and read the sender's address on the envelope. The letter came from her house, the homely place she'd grew up in and she instinctively knew her dad wrote this. Her stomach churned. He was reaching out to her. But she didn't want to be reached out to. He seems happy without her, without his late mate. Why reach out to her?Exasperatedly, she flung the letter across the room and it lan
'His eyes had blood flowing endlessly from it. Wrists locked in silver cuffs. He was stark naked, staring down at her from his place on the stone bed. His entire neck was covered in blood, one couldn't tell if his head was still attached to it. His lips curled into a sadistic smirk as he watched her hand trembling with a sword in it. The blade was sharp, long and silver, a red gooey liquid dripped from it unto the dirt. The silver blade still managed to shine in the darkness."Is it heavy?" He drawled, referring to the sword in June's custody. June's face twisted with absolute horror. He spoke. How can he speak? He is supposed to be dead. She watched him die. "You...you are alive?" She stuttered, heart beating wildly inside her ribcage. She was surrounded by darkness. His cackle sounded loud, it went forth and set the trees into vibration. She became even more scared. What was going on?"You killed me." He then whispered causing her to shiver and shut her eyes. "No, no I didn't."
"You all take care." He waved William and the guards off, sending them off on morning patrol.Subsequently, he got up from his desk and waltzed over the shelf, he let his eyes peruse it's dust clad contents. After which, he moved to the window and breathed in the fresh noon air. From there, he turned and fell back into the sofa, he sat still for a minute before getting up again. Again, he walked to the shelf, perused it once more before returning to his desk where he pressed both palms on it and let out a frustrated groan. He couldn't sit still. His wolf was highly agitated. He couldn't get himself to stop thinking about her, about the kiss, about her usual coldness towards him.He wants her.The kiss has only made it so hard to deny that fact.But how can you desperately want someone who clearly doesn't want you. What was the alpha to do with his pent up feelings for his mate who can't even hold a meaningful conversation with him?He had no idea what was going on and what he should