Frowning at Gabriel I couldn’t help but notice his eyes were trained behind me. Glancing over my shoulder I spotted one of Gabriel’s warriors standing there with his head down. His stance was stiff as if he was waiting for an attack at any minute, and the longer I gazed at him the more I noticed something familiar with him. Turning my attention to Gabriel I narrowed my eyes at him. “I don’t need to be watched.” Gabriel sighed as he moved towards me. “I need to know you’ll be safe, Annabelle.” “I am safe.” I insisted but I knew he could see right through me. Of course, he could, how couldn’t he? Since mating with him everything I felt he could too, and that meant he knew that I was hiding something from him. As if sensing my realisation, Gabriel nodded at the young warrior before the sound of the door closing filled my ears. We were alone and I knew exactly what was coming. “Tell me what happened last night.” There was, a question I didn’t want to answer. I wasn’t sure exactly what
“Annabelle is my chosen.” Growled Gabriel, “So I suggest you treat her with the respect she deserves.”Scoffing, the council member took a small step back. “With all respect, Alpha, she is yet to be crowned as Luna for our people.”“Is that so?” Growling, Gabriel’s eyes began to glow. If someone didn’t step in soon, I knew things were going to escalate to a place we wouldn’t be able to control. Clearing my throat I took Gabriel’s hand in mine. Feeling the tingles run up my arm and his hand relax within my grasp; I knew my plan had worked.“you're right, councilor.” I said, “I agree that I am yet to be crowned, but as Gabriel’s chosen mate I do expect respect from every one of you.” Releasing Gabriel’s hand, I took a step closer to the man in front of me. “Unless you wish to make an enemy of me, Councilor Grover.” I knew using his name would get my message across. After all, I assumed these men thought I had no clue who they were.Frowning, Grover took a step back with a small bow of h
It had been a few days since Ailee left, and everything around the pack seemed to be going smoothly. The members were starting to go outdoors more as a harvest was soon to take place, and the preparations for the Luna announcement were well underway. Walking through the valley towards the market stalls, people seemed to be in high spirits, although, I couldn't help but notice some of the members refused to look my way. had I done something to upset them? or was it because they still didn't trust me after everything that had happened? I could understand their anger with our choices but, I only hoped that they would soon begin to see the reasoning behind them. "Excuse me miss." Came a soft voice. Turning my attention to where the voice came from, I noticed a small girl standing before me. Wearing a soft yellow dress that fell to her knees, a small smile graced my lips at her cute little freckles. "Hello there." I softly said. Bending to her height, I made a mental note of all the peo
Ever since I was a little girl, I’d watched those of age walk off into the woods. Each one of them wore the finest silks, adorned with jewels hoping to please the moon god. Why, you may be asking. That’s all because of our tribe’s tradition.Many years ago two girls ventured off into the woods after hearing about a god-like man that lived out there. Hoping to find this man, they dressed nicely hoping to temp the male. Little did they know, the said man was a werewolf.One of the girls had seen the man from across the river but as she got closer the man turned into a werewolf. Frightened she and her friend ran, only to be stopped by more wolves. Scared the girls clung to each other but the male that transformed in front of the girl's eyes gave them a chance. He wished for the one with fair skin and long brown hair, claiming she was the most beautiful woman he had seen.Confused by her emotions towards the stranger, the brown haired girl agreed to the terms leaving her blonde-haired fri
The sound of church bells sung through the air waking people from their deep sleep. It was only dawn but at this time, most of the villagers were awake. Many of them were going about their daily jobs, with the farming market bustling with those yelling prices and trying to hassle people for money. Making my way through the centre of town, I held the fabric of my skirt up slightly in the hope no mud would damage the light grey fabric. If I entered Father's shop with the bottom end damaged or dirty, I'm sure he would surely have a fit. Father had spent a lot of time working on the chief's weapons to obtain this dress. Father had always worked hard to give me the best silks, even when I never wanted them. If I had my way I'd be running around with Matthew and the other boys. Speaking of the young man, loud cheers and laughter sounded to my left and as I turned to see what was happening, I spotted Matthew with his friends. Each one of them was carrying a vast range of dead animals. Matth
Hitting the scolding metal of the blade with his hammer, I watched as sparks flew around at the contact. Father had been in the shop for the past four hours rambling about someone asking for a sword that had to be unique. I had never seen my father complain about making a weapon, and with each bang of the hammer, I wondered if he was unwilling to craft the blade, to begin with.Confused, I sat in the corner of the shop as I watched sweat bead down his face. Father looked tired as if he hadn't slept in days. Standing from my seated position across the room, I grabbed the pitcher of water. Father hadn't taken a break in the past hour, and I could only assume he would be thirsty.Stepping just behind Father, a small smile filled my lips. How many hours had I spent watching this man work? How many long nights had I heard the sound of the hammer hitting the hot steel of the blades? Sighing at the thought of his hard work, I gently grasped his arm.Jumping slightly, Father turned to me with
Gazing at the male who had spoken, I watched as nearly everyone around the stall seemed to back away as the intruder approached us. Moving my gaze back to the intruder, I now could understand why the others moved. The intruder was tall with muscles poking through his white button-up shirt.Stepping away from Father I moved closer to the edge of the stalls table. Father seemed thrilled about finally selling his weapon, as father hurriedly rushed to prepare the sword. Father seemed almost giddy as he handed the sword over to the intruding male. Observing his movements, I couldn't help but notice how different he looked.His long black hair was tied at the back of his head, his silver eyes scanning the blade sparkled as if stars were shining within them. His skin looked to be kissed by the sun, with small little freckles just barely visible to the naked eye. His eyes held something familiar to them and the more I stared at him, the more I felt at home. The cut on my finger began to throb
I felt warmer than usual. It was as if someone had wrapped me in a thick winter blanket, and if I focused hard enough, I could have sworn I felt hands caressing my arms. As the hands ran down the length of my arms, the warmth grew as small tiny little tingles were left in its wake. The small tingles filled my body with a nerve's warmth, something I hadn't felt before, and just as I began to welcome more of it, the hands left.The sound of a persistent knock had me stirring from my slumber. As my eyes focused on the wood ceiling of our hut, I swear I could still feel the ghost-like touches on my arms. Sighing, I moved towards the door. Opening my bedroom door, I was shocked to see father standing on the other side with a wide grin on his face. Honestly, the look he was giving me screamed fake.Gazing behind Father, I spotted the town's Chief and a lady holding a white dress. With a frown, I spoke, "Can I help you?"Chuckling rather loudly, Father pushed his way into my room causing me