Syrill's povIt's been two days and I still haven't set my eyes on Angela. Where could she be? She hasn't attended the training for days now, and that's my major reason for going out into gatherings, to see if I could find my mate. Now the moon goddess has been so kind enough to make our paths cross, but fate still wouldn't let us be. I just hope she's fine wherever she is. The thought of my missing mate makes me lose more concentration than I thought, to everything I do. And as it seems nothing else matters more to me till she's found. I understand my father doesn't want me to have anything to do with the outskirts of our pack, but I don't think I can ever adhere to such orders for now, even though it's coming from the head Alpha. I'm now the new alpha of this great Silver Moon Pack, and I can't take orders from anyone, except my father. His reign back then was a great blessing to our pack, even though he didn't rule with his Luna very close to him. I need to correct that impressio
Nella's povThat stupid step daughter of mine, I curse the day our paths crossed! She's always been a thorn in my flesh, a piercing ache deep down in my heart that has refused to go away, and I hate her with so much passion that I've got left in me! The day I lost my very own flesh, was the very same day I vowed never to make her happy and even let peace reign for a second in her life! She's complaining that she doesn't know why I hate her that much, and I say, that's just but a tiny prick of what I've got in store for her! Her life would be the very worst of the worst!"Come on, Nella… why not stop pacing around already?!" My friend Jenny says, standing up from her rocking, woven, cane chair. That very chair was my stupid husband's best when he was still here. And each time my eyes transport to that areas, I just feel even worse than ever. The sight of it reminds me of my late daughter's last sit on it before she was shoved out the door by her evil father, rolled down those old fa
Angela's POVChilling and seeing Barbie series on Netflix in the living room, a chilled bottle of freshly made fruit nectar which I made some couple of hours before I left for my training, is resting nonchalantly on the table, coupled with a bowl of wafers and cookies I prepared some two to three days back, lying helplessly in a bowl. I take a bite from a piece of my cookie, relishing the milky taste as I take my time to chew, gently, and a soft knock comes on the door. I love eating snacks, but my step mom never allows me to. She knows I can make them pretty well, and she always likes asking me to make 'a whole lot for the house', that's her statement, but I'll end up tasting not even a bit from any of the different designs I'll end up making. But since I've been here at Lillo's house, everything has been going excellently. Thank goodness her dad travelled and isn't going to be back any time soon. I return the glass of my juice back to the table, as I stand up to take the door. A g
Alpha Syrill's pov"Did you find her there?!" "No, Alpha. Her friend, Lillo says she left here a couple of hours ago.""Left.. to where?! Ask her! Fiind out!""Yes, she has told us. She's back at her home already, Alpha." "What?! Her home..? Get the fucking hell out of that place immediately and go to her now! Don't you dare waste even a minute more where you are!"I can't imagine staying for the whole of today without settling my eyes on my mate. I can no longer handle this. I need to have her close and keep her to myself, make her happy and make sure she's safe at all times. And even when I'm not around her, I should still be able to protect what the moon goddess has blessed me with. She's a treasure to behold, and I just can't wait to have her and be between her thighs always. Shortly as I pace around in frustration, a very strong feeling wash me down as my wolf, Syrillan begins to act all restless. "My Mate…!" My heart bleeds…I know I'm trying so hard to protect myself from b
Angela's POVI've always watched movies on how young men treat and pamper the women they cherish in their lives, but this, is certainly not what I've ever seen. Everyone in our pack who finds a mate is always very happy, and the glow all over would send a straight message to all who care to understand. And this I'm feeling with my mate, I feel so different and, should I say special? The different ways he treats me and shows me so much affection gets me worried most of the times, making me wonder if I'm actually letting him do too much for me each time he runs up and down for my safety, and worries too much about me. I've seen dad and mom do things together before, but certainly not in this unexplainable manner which I'm experiencing from my mate. The way he looks into my eyes sparks up the lightings of affection in me, and it makes me want to be even closer; but I'm still scared, 'cause I don't want to get hurt like I hear most girls say their mates always do to them. Lillo even told
Syrill's povWhen we thought that all was good again, now a totally different one decided to surface. The issue of rogues from the Black Moon Pack has been a thorn in our flesh for ages now, and their Alpha, Jerey, has always been a terrible man who other neighboring packs dread. But as for my pack, never will my subordinates be scared of him. Not to talk of me, Alpha Syrill! If Jerey wants war, I won't hesitate to grant his heart desires, and I'll lead the war myself! I'm not a weak alpha, irrespective of the fact that I want everyone around me to happy and cheerful, that doesn't mean I don't know what to do per time! Jerey is trying my patience, and he'll hear from me soon! Pacing around my room, watching at the same time how my mate is lying so weak and helpless on my bed, I just can't help but wonder if mating with her now is going to be the best like father and mother said, without bringing to book, those culprits who uttered our tradition. I don't want to mate with my mate wit
Alpha Syrill's POV Honestly, I don't seem to understand anything here anymore as my father's words become more like riddles in my ears as each drops. I stare as confusion wash me down, soaking my pants as beads of sweat streams down my body. "No one wants to have anything to do with that woman ever, because her so-called grandmother is from a very deadly lineage everyone is so scared of, and I'm sure she's aware of that too. That's the same woman who has kept her mate in such a terrible condition, that not even the strongest witch doctor of the strongest pack can heal. That woman is a very strong and deadlywitch!""So that means Angela is a witch too?!" Mother throws her hands in the air in surprise.""Angela doesn't seem like it, mom. And I guess that's why the both aren't in good terms, 'cause Angela has been complaining bitterly about her, and I caught her emptying buckets of water on her in their house when my wolf sensed that my mate was in trouble. Angela is her step daughter,
Angela's POVThe numbness of my whole body gradually flows out as I feel a very hot steam blowing over and across my skin, beginning from my head. I am met with these beautifully constructed ceiling boards above as my eyes partly open. I squint, squeezing shut as the heavy flash of light flows into my eyes. Turning to my side, I realize I'm lying on a king sized bed with three pretty pillows with lovely whitish sky-blue and sea green cases resting beside me, and with the fourth one under my head. With the sudden burst of energy boiling in me, I feel so rejuvenated. I roll to my side and slowly slide my legs down to the side of the bed, sitting up so strong at one edge. Glancing around to get a clear picture of what's happening around me, the glistening paintings on the wall catches my attention and I stand up to admire them properly. I can barely see clearly now; all thanks to the heavy flash of light that poured into my eyes, almost rendering me blind. And as I draw closer, Alpha Sy