Well, that was easy. “Because you didn’t tell them the whole truth.” Zaria said, “Saira, tell them. They need to know if they’re going to support you. They need to know…” “Like hell I will!” I snapped and cut off the link between us. Sofia and the gang were understanding and supportive of me and my decisions now, yes, but only because they didn’t have a reason to shun me. They believed in me and were willing to trust me because they didn't know the full story, I didn’t harm anyone in the pack, and because my actions were only in the best interests of the werewolf community. But if I told them the forces hunting the unmated she-wolves were not only sucking out their wolf spirits, but also stealing their appearances, their scent, and ultimately their identities, what would they think of me when my truth came to light? They would group me with those creatures, that’s what. They would curse me and condemn me and try to kill me with their own hands. And I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t ready t
Evergreen Pack. I never thought I would return to this place again when I rejected Saira Malivik. “You’re Idris Raed, right? The Lycan Heir of the Pacific Sea and our Saira’s husband?” “Yes, I’m Saira’s husband.” My jaw clenched and I had no idea why Idris’s claim irritated me. Trying to ignore him and the pack members treating him like a celebrity, I returned my attention to the Alpha of the Evergreen Pack and brought up the concerns the Lycan Leader had regarding the latest movements of the Dark Forces in the Northwest. It was anything but good news. The corpses floating ashore on the Pacific Sea and the recent ones discovered in the Evergreen Pack hinted at a threat far greater than any the Lycan and werewolf community faced in history. As the Lycan Commander of the Pacific Sea, I had my work cut out for me preparing for the worse. “Young Lycan, you’re a lucky man. Not just anyone can become our Alpha Heir’s husband. From the Canadian Border to the City of New York, from New
“I really don’t know what’s wrong with him.” I said. I didn’t. Idris Raed was proving himself to be a mystery, and a clingy pest. I thought I made myself clear enough that I wanted nothing to do with him when I left the Pacific Sea. So what was he doing here? Why did he come to the Evergreen Pack barely 4 hours after my departure? Did I need to write a divorce letter to make him understand it was over? “Oh, come on Sai. I think it’s kinda cute that he came all the way here for you.” Sofia giggled. I made a ‘you better not go there’ face at her and moved around her. Before I could leave the room, she grabbed my hand and said, “actually, his being here isn’t all that bad. I mean, think about it. That Lycan Commander isn’t looking your way no matter what you do. Instead of pursuing him, I think you should change your tactic to luring. Flirt with your husband, get intimate with him. Make him so jealous he loses his sanity. If the bond between you still exists, then let him come to you
I jumped off the Lycan’s lap, but before I could voice my objection, the elders of the pack, the ranked members of my grandfather’s generation strode into the living room. “Oh, Saira, you’re back?” I crossed my arms and scrutinized the three men. “Yes. I hope you don’t have a problem with that.” I said, giving them a sweet smile that had them chuckling and slowly backing away. The elders never liked me, and for viable reasons. From the day my father made me join in pack discussions, I did everything I could to shut down their suggestions and ignored their advice on running the pack. Some days, if I wasn’t arguing with them on how to divide the pack resources, I was pressuring them to include females in the pack training. And with my father’s support, I always came out the victor in our confrontations. It was no secret in the pack that they preferred to confront my father, who tolerated their criticisms and treated them with respect due to their seniority and their past relationshi
"Vile thing, you can't escape today!" "We'll burn you to death!" "Everyone, surround her!" Covered in sweat and bleeding from numerous cuts and wounds, I limped through the woods in desperation. It was cold, the dark night made even more terrifying by the thousands of torches flaring around me. In my haste to get away from the malicious faces of the pack members, I stumbled on a rock and fell flat on my face. At this moment, I knew my efforts were futile. There was no escaping the nightmare about to descend. For as long as I could remember, my parents had been trying to kill me. Everyone hated me. Abhorred my very existence. When death eluded me, the torture began. I was thrown in an underground cell, starved for years in another attempt to kill me. After years of loneliness and starvation, I still ended up surviving. Then the day came when I was dragged out. To be experimented on, paraded around like a pariah, before the Alpha, my father, decided to tie me to a pillar to be
~PART 2: THE LYCAN~Smoldering flames set ablaze a canopy of ancient trees. Fangs and claws glinted sharply under the crescent moon.Screams and shrieks sliced through the frigid night, hurling in writhing silhouettes shrouded in shadow and smoke, unbridled rage burning fiercely in crimson orbs.The vivid images raced through my mind, tightening my ribcage, and squeezing my lungs as the lifeless body of my best friend and confidant slumped at my feet in a splutter of blood and gore.“Idris, when a time comes where a woman enters your heart, you’ll understand what it means to be anxious and restless.”My eyes snapped open, jerked into consciousness by a jarring creak. “What?” I mumbled and rubbed away the sleepy haze blurring my vision. My manager’s worried face greeted me.“The client is here, Lycan Heir,” he said, and hesitantly asked, “would you like me to invite him in or have him wait?” No doubt detecting the fatigue I’ve been fighting to conceal for the past 24 hours.I glanced a
Sizzle…sizzle… I threw the chopped onions into the sizzling pot, hot oil spluttering on me as vegetables and minced meat followed. “Saira, you don’t have to do this, you know? There are Omegas for such chores.” Caira Mirza’s helpless sigh came from behind me, making me sick to my stomach. “Thank you, Caira, but I like to earn my keep.” I said, grabbing an empty bowl and filling it with flour, salt, yeast, and eggs, before adding water and kneading the dough. Garlic bread with filling made for a great breakfast in the east. The strong flavors of their cuisines was what drove me to learn their recipes in high school. I would’ve enjoyed crafting a few more dishes, but the patronage of the two hateful creatures in the kitchen with me dampened my spirit. “You heard her, Einas. Saira wants to be our cook. I think we should let her use labor to cover their living expenses and stay, otherwise, she might not feel at ease living with us.” I scoffed under my breath. This woman really kn
Fuck! Saira’s arousal hit me in the gut, rendering me stiff as a stick like a virgin boy witnessing the naked body of a woman for the first time.“Fuck yes! She’s reacting to us!” Malko danced with joy, his howl sounding like a beast about to be slaughtered.Before my mind could register the meaning of his words, Saira shoved me aside and ran out of the kitchen.I sagged against the counter, thankful Einas wasn’t in the kitchen, otherwise, I might’ve just lost my sanity if he had smelt her arousal. Saira was mine, and I didn’t plan on sharing her with another.Not even her fated mate. I raked my hands over my face, deeply inhaling the lingering scent of her arousal through the gaps of my fingers.She reacted. No, her body reacted to me. But to what part of me? Was it my nearness or my touch? I didn’t remember touching her. When I pulled the tray out of the oven, I merely smiled, right?“Right! It’s the smile! She was definitely turned on by your smile!” Malko cackled gleefully, then