There was a sudden sinking feeling in the pit of Rodrigo’s stomach as they waited for Isabel and Dylan’s return. He couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was wrong no matter how hard he tried. This wasn’t a good sign. Rodrigo stood up from the couch, where he was previously seated and headed for the front door. “Where are you going?” His mate’s soft yet worried voice made him halt in his tracks. How does he tell her that something bad could be happening to their daughter? Her heart won’t be able to take the news and he doesn’t want to raise any false alarm yet. “I need to check on the warriors.” He lied. “Don’t lie to me, Rodrigo. I know you can feel it too.” Paulina replied. Her wolf has been feeling uneasy for the past two hours, but she was scared to mention anything to her mate because she didn’t want him interfering in their daughter’s fight and suffer a terrible fate. He acted on impulse most times, and since it involves his daughter, this time wouldn’t be an excep
Isabel’s family refused to bury her body in the Pride pack because they feared that some unknown enemies could use the fragile humans and obtain information about the pack, making the pack vulnerable. So they contacted Daniel, the alpha of the Greenwood pack and asked if Isabel’s body could be taken to the Greenwood pack. Daniel was eager to help, and Dylan was allowed to look at Isabel’s body for the last time before she was flown to the Greenwood pack, because he wasn’t going to be part of the burial ceremony. It was just going to be Paulina and Rodrigo present, in order to avoid raising suspicion. Even the members of the Pride pack were unaware of their alpha’s demise. They were only informed about her injuries, and that she was slowly recuperating, so her mate was going to be in charge of the pack for as long as she desired. This was to enable Dylan gain a strong foothold in the pack and keep the other packs at bay. Dylan, on his part, did an awesome job by showing the entire pa
“Dylan… Honey, wake up.” Jane Dwight, Dylan’s mom said in a gentle voice as she tries to wake her son up. After several failed attempts, she stood up from his bed where she was previously sitting and walked towards the window. “You know… I sometimes wonder where you got this attitude.” Mrs Dwight drew back the curtains to let sunlight into the bedroom. Dylan groaned in annoyance, burying himself deeper under the covers. “I’m a morning person and so is your dad. So tell me, where in the world did you get this laziness from?” She continued, throwing back the covers to reveal a grumpy looking Dylan. “Good morning to you sleepyhead.” She greeted with a smile of triumph when she received the usual morning grumble from her annoyed second son. “Morning mom” Dylan groggily and grudgingly replied after sitting up properly on his bed. “Daniel is waiting for you in the living room, so you two can go for your usual morning run.” His mom informed him, placing a kiss on his forehead before le
“Wow! Look at that mountain of breakfast. I don’t recall today being your birthday.” Dylan, who was just returning from training their pack warriors in place of Daniel joked, ruffling their youngest brother, David’s hair.David, who was concentrating on finishing his strawberry waffles smiled in return with a polite greeting.“Good morning to you too, superman. Where is mom and dad?” Dylan asked, pouring himself a glass of water as he noticed that his younger brother was the only one having breakfast in the dining room, which was unusual.“Dad’s study.” David simply replied, pointing upstairs where their dad’s study was located.If their parents are in the study, that means whatever they are discussing is really important and it has to do with the pack.“Did something come up?” He asked his younger brother just to be certain.Although David was only eight, he was a smart kid so Dylan was sure to get even the tiniest bit of information from him.“I don’t know, but I think it’s importan
The entire room was silent, as they all stared at Dylan. Daniel was relieved to see him, but he couldn’t say the same for his dad, who was wearing a poker face. Dylan had a fallout with his dad after he turned twenty and still wasn’t able to find his mate. For a male werewolf in the Greenwood pack, having a mate was something of great pride as it boosted their ego. Not being able to find his mate even at twenty one has made his dad extremely disappointed in his one time favorite son.“Go on, I’m listening.” Desmond said in a dry voice as he made himself comfortable on his study chair so he could stare directly at Dylan, who was leaning on the door.“I mean, there is no need to be overly sensitive about this whole issue… We all know that for generations, the Pride pack doesn’t make any careless move unless you’re considered an enemy. And to be counted as an enemy, you have to make one wrong move against them, which if I’m correct we haven’t done.”“In essence, you are in agreement wit
Dylan was taking a shower when his thoughts suddenly traveled back to his eighteenth birthday. That day was the most anticipated day of his entire life because he would finally get to know who his mate was. FLASHBACKFrom childhood, everyone had thought that Dylan’s best friend, Charlotte, Benjamin’s daughter would be his mate since they did practically everything together, but the moon goddess had some other plans.Charlotte, whose birthday was a month earlier, found her mate two days after her birthday party when the entire pack had concluded that it was going to be him. To everyone’s surprise, it wasn’t Dylan but their pack’s youngest doctor that was mated to Charlotte. Benjamin wasn’t too happy about it but there was nothing anyone could do about it.On Dylan’s eighteenth birthday, his mom organized a grand party and invited every eligible female werewolf in the pack, just so he would find his mate that day. Hours passed and nothi
After Dylan’s conversation with his mom, he came to the conclusion that he would move into the pack house. He can’t continue living with his family because at this rate, he’ll probably not make it out alive if he gets into another fight with his dad. While heading to the pack house to clean up a room for himself, Dylan’s phone started to ring. He decided to ignore it since he wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone, but the caller didn’t seem like he was going to give up anytime soon, so he reached for his phone inside his pocket. Just as he was he was about to answer the call, a black armored Chevrolet Suburban SUV pulled up beside him and two buff guys on shades climbed out of the car. One stood in front of him, blocking his path while the other stood behind him.“What is this about?” Dylan irritatedly asked, thinking this was his dad’s doing.Neither of the men responded to his question, but rather the one in front nodded in signal to the other, who immediately covered Dylan’s nose w
‘Martinez, Martinez, Martinez.’ The name wouldn’t stop ringing in Dylan’s ears. That was a name every werewolf dreaded. The mere thought of the name ‘Martinez’ terrified both young and old werewolves to their bones.What in the world did he do to offend the moon goddess, to make her give him such a mate? Why of all the packs in the world did the moon goddess decide that his mate should come from Greenwood’s rival pack, the most feared pack in the world, the Pride pack.Dylan slumped on the couch, too perplexed to even think. His life was far worse than hell.Isabel leaned against the door with a heavy sigh. She finally has her mate, her companion, the missing piece that completes her, the love of her life in her pack, in her life. This was undoubtedly the most fulfilling day in her entire life. For three years she felt empty and incomplete, always looking forward to the right moment when she was prepared enough to meet her mate. She worked so hard all these years to be a better alpha