Should Phoebe accept Hudson or reject him? Do you think that he'll be honest with her?
-PHOEBE’S POV- ‘Don't be mad at our mate!’ Keke growled at me. The stupid wolf. This Alpha tossed us aside as if we were a contamination. It was my right to be madder than a puffed toad. Why should I shred my anger like a snake its slough? "Where the hell were you all along? I needed you and you were gone." I snapped at her in my head. "Do you know how much pain I went through? If this has something to do with him, I will be mad." Hudson takes my oily fingers in his, “I love you, and I am all yours.” “And?” Where was the rest of his explanations? “Do not bullshit me right now.” Again he sighs, “I was having an issue that would have affected you, so I had to send you back to this pack.” His eyes soften as he looked down at me. “I was afraid that I would not be able to make you happy?” Nothing he said clarified anything for me, so I was still confused. “Hudson, that does not tell me anything.” “I was having medical issues that I kept to myself. No one else knew until you came al
*PHOEBE’S POV* Falling asleep on the seaside was nice as Hudson's arms embraced me. Additionally, the salty air mixed with the fresh morning dew was a sweet toasty aroma. We laid naked and to be honest, I do not know when I had drifted into my slumber. Nothing could stop him from taking my body approximately the fifty times that he did. Nightfall caught us and that did not restrain his satmina. Hushing me with kisses when my mouth was free to attempt any protest. My wolf and my body surrendered to his wishes, every single time. No guy had ever screwed me that hard or that long. It felt like my core got served a nice full-course dining. The evidence of his hot delicious fuck session could be felt from the soreness of my vaginal walls. Before I could turn to look at his sleeping face, I felt lips kissing the nape of my neck, sucking my skin. "Mmm," was he going to go another round? It was morning and he acted like a starving man. Or perhaps it was the mate bond at work. His left h
-PHOEBE'S POV- Omega Katara catered to us for the four days that we spent in the room. The only time we broke from the sex was when I needed to eat or use the restroom. Hudson barely took a bite at anything other than me. He tried to mark me several times but pulled back. It hurt that he held back in claiming me. Even though it made sense for me to wait until my memory returned to normal before letting him brand me, I couldn't help but crave seeing his mark materialize on my neck. The room reeked of stale orgasmic juices that were all over the sheets. My tousled black hair resembled the puffiness of a silkie chicken. While tufts of it sprawled on the pillow. Redness and minor bruises were all over my body. Love bites were plastered in obvious places. A true sign that my Alpha was possessive of my body. My Mom must be worried sick, I haven’t spoken to her since five days ago when I first met my mate. In a case like this, she would reach out to Alpha Terryl and he would let her know
-HUDSON'S POV-"Tell her to get off those damn pills." Regis implored, "I want to put pups in her immediately."Ignoring my wolf, I pushed him to the back of my consciousness. We were both happy that she wanted to wear our mark. And the desire to consistently touch her does not abate. The future had morphed into an optimistic blithe. Now that she was in my possession, I never wanted to let her go.At the same time, we started to act aggressively and possessively because she meant the world to us, too good to lose. Phoebe was the antidote to my insecurities, among other things.Although there were many other people in the room, I could feel someone observing us. At first I did not care, because who would dare to interrupt an Alpha and his mate? It would be a death wish.Lowering my head to kiss her on the shoulder was disturbed by a female who beckoned to a smaller built guy with shaggy rockstar brown hair to join us at the table as we had our sandwiches.“Jerald, come this way and sit
*HUDSON’S POV* “Mom!” Phoebe cried, jumping out of my lap to protest, “How can you say that?” “Look at you,” Halle referred to her daughter and blatantly added, “You are as reckless as they come. You are unfit to be a Luna. You can barely take care of yourself, much less a pack of wolves.”Jack glanced apologetically at me and did not dare to object to his wife. He left the discussion between mother and daughter. “Don’t say that about me!” Phoebe yelled standing up with her fists jabbing at her sides. “Do you want him to reject me?” “He already did that, Phoebe,” Halle hit a point that I hated and her eyes were filled with iciness, “That’s because he knew that you could never make a good Luna. Just ask him.” All three people turned to me, compelling me to talk. “I love Phoebe and I will marry her.” I stood by her side, rubbing her hands downwards. “My pack loves her. She’s naturally a Luna in every way.” “Then why did you reject her?” She reasoned with anger, “You took her home a
-PHOEBE’S POV- Opening my eyes with remorse, I surveyed the room. The visitation of the sun’s rays indicated that it was morning. Getting up from the bed, the soreness of my neck reminded me of his sharp teeth penetrating my skin. He had marked me. Claimed me without consent. Damn! Thinking that I was in one of the rooms at the MoonBlood pack house, I meandered out the door. My steps paused when I noticed that the hallway was different. Drawn in by the sight of the moon-patterned green runner rug, a grey-tufted bench, with a pair of matching console tables. Adding the diamond-shaped mirror tiles décor and the small gallery area featuring Hudson and his family made me realize that I was gravely mistaken. I had to be at FireBrick. This proved that the large opulent room I was in, which was infused with Hudson's scent, was actually his. Where did he go? This was not over. He does not get to forcibly take me away from my home and shove me into his. The maltreatment within the curren
*PHOEBE’S POV*** Footsteps shuffle around from the other side of the door. I questioned what might have kept the witch so long. The witch’s house had a nice aroma to it, smelling like peonies and lemon. Overshadowed by Hudson’s overbearing presence at my side, I found that the scent of the premises calmed me. My wolf stirred within me and I kept my stares away from Hudson. Looking around, the porch was adorned with a mixture of flowers hanging as well as in pots on the floor. There were freesia, garden roses, lilac, and others that I do not know their names. The entire time, Hudson’s eyes remained on me. Every movement is captured by his orbs and I know he wishes to say more, but I was not in the mood to hear him. Any form of conversation could only take place after I see the events that he choose to erase from my mind. “I’m coming!” Silva screams from inside her home, “I just have to take care of something real quick!” Patiently, we waited as I hummed a tune to distract my mind
-PHOEBE’S POV- There was desire on my left and desire on my right. Like squabbling seagulls, the two argued in front of me until I could not take it anymore. They were lambasting one another, and if this didn't stop, I worried that a fight might break out. “You purposely did this!” Hudson accused, releasing his deadly aura. “You sick twisted hag!” “Don’t be ridiculous!” Silva returned, “I warned you not to mess with the fates.” “So you chose to stab me in my fucking back!” He took up a chair and disassembled it with his hands as his fury soared. “It was your choice to reject her,” Silva did not back down and retorted, “Do not blame it on me!” “Enough!” I exclaimed. This bickering was giving me a headache and if this continued, they were sure to be at each other's throats. All of their feelings shackled me, sending me into a whirlpool of drowning emotions. Instant silence fell in the atmosphere. A constricting tension lingered in the depths of their writhing anger. Keke and I w