Laura's point of view: As I was done speaking to Avyanna, I immediately made my way back to New Orleans.I made sure that only the best of our enforcers were involved in this voyage to New Orleans.I wasn't planning to involve Damien, so I didn't tell him about the call from Avyanna nor what she told me about. Same goes for Amira and Alan.I wanted to get over with the mission as fast as possible, and be sure that both my daughters are safe.Perhaps, I’m over controlling as everyone claims, but if it’s all that I need to be to make sure that my twins get a safe life - then so I’ll be.Before the jet landed, I received the urgent information I requested about the so-called alpha Roger. I can gladly state that the information is good for nothing.Yet, what reason does he have to pursue my daughters, and even wish for my death?Could it just be that he is one of those stupid greedy alphas that dreams about taking the throne?Even if he is, he should be set as an example to anyone who da
Laura's point of view: "I do reject you!" he shouted while slamming my poor body into the wall, lurking behind me. I should've expected such treatment from Alpha Blades' only son. He wouldn't accept a weak omega like me to be his mate. In fact, I'm not angry with him as much as I am angry with my fate for binding me with such a jerk. "You will tell no living soul about that... us. If you do what I told you, expect the worst from me... Now, be a good she, and accept my rejection!" The pain inside my heart grew as he rumbled every word. Yet, I wasn't the one to show weakness... I was indeed nothing but an omega, but I wasn't shy of myself. I know for sure that every pack member, including omegas, has their impact on the pack. My father taught me to be proud of myself and never back off from any battle, even when it’s painful as hell. "I'm Laura Jonathan," I spoke proudly. "Nothing more than an omega... I gladly accept your rejection. In fact, I would have been the one rejecting yo
Laura's point of view:The music was loud, and the familiar disgusting scent of sweaty humans mixed with alcohol made me feel sick.I would normally mingle among these humans and dance until my body couldn't take it anymore.The loud music hurt my human ears, and the drink in my hands seemed to do wonders, as it was the only way for me to forget how unfair life could be.Indeed, I'm just a human. I've never shifted, nor do I believe I ever will.My 18th birthday was an awful day, the worst in my entire life. As if it wasn't enough for me not to shift, I was also rejected.I tried hard not to let the tear in my eye slide down my face. I don't show weakness, especially since I'm the only person left for my mother.Yes, my mom and I live alone, we don't have anyone by our side. We used to have a father, but he's gone. He's been gone for so long that it doesn't hurt as much as it used to.He was killed while protecting me from a rogue attack.No matter how hard I try to explain it, you wil
Laura's point of view:"See you at the run, Wolfie."It’s already been a week since I met the stranger at the bar, yet his last words kept repeating themselves in my mind like a promise that will come true.That kiss, that single kiss, has become a drug I'm addicted to, but I cannot have.It haunts me in my dreams, and even when I'm awake.Worse, I don't feel the same. Something inside me woke up the exact moment his soft, sweet, tasty lips touched mine.I shook my head while trying to push away all those worthless thoughts, then I collapsed onto my bed, exhausted. I couldn't sleep last night, and the night before.Furthermore, I am not just afraid, but terrified. Tonight is the big night, the moment the moon is spotted in the sky, and the run will start.The thing is, as a she-wolf, I need to shift, and when I do not...Well, I don't want to think about that either.A knock on the door brought me back to reality."Laura! Are you ready yet?" Mom sweetly called, but I could only help bu
Laura's point of view:It’s almost night. A few minutes are all that keep us all from running. Everyone seems to quietly enjoy their time, everyone but me.Of course, not only unmated wolves are welcome here. There are also mated couples who are here to celebrate such a magical night.I must admit that the bonfire looks quite appealing, and my body is so into giving in to the sweet melodies of drums.I would normally enjoy it all and wouldn’t find it hard to blend in between the wolves dancing around the bonfire. Still, I have more serious matters to think about for now.I stand along with the other rejected and unmated she-wolves, getting myself ready to run as fast as I can when it’s time. It’s a matter of twenty-four hours before my entire nightmare is over.I know I might lose my wolf once and forever. Still, it’s better than being enslaved in the hands of males who would want to break my soul and make an obedient breeding machine out of me.I was lost in my thoughts when I spotted
Laura's point of view:Darkness surrounded me everywhere. I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping, but I guess it’s time to wake up. The first thing I noticed was that I wasn’t in my room."Where the hell am I?" I wondered deep inside myself before it all started coming back to my mind.I was on the run, and I was about to make it out of there free. Then I saw Julie, and I decided to help her. Noah was about to mark me, but he didn't...Worse, the stranger from the bar was the one marking me. It was then that I lost consciousness.Still, where am I right now?Something about this room doesn't seem right. It's as if I was moving.I stood up, left the bed where I was lying, and made my way right toward the door.What was I thinking? Of course, it would be locked.My head was still in a daze, and my mark spot was burning like hell. Still, my eyes were searching for a way out.Hopefully, my eyes spot a tiny window. Yet, it wasn't my way out. Nothing here seemed to be my way out.I was mov
Laura's point of view: I spent my entire life believing that our alpha packhouse was the biggest house my eyes would ever see. Well, that's a lie, a huge lie. I could not stop gasping the moment my eyes met the marvelous palace I was standing by its gates. I shifted my gaze from the place to my mate, whom I still don't even know his name. "Where are we?" I wondered, and with a smirk on his face, he answered. "Home, Wolfie..." My head started spinning around as realization started hitting me as hard as it could. Then I remembered what my mom had told me the day of the run when I was still in my room. "...Some people even claim that the alpha king would take part in the ritual this year..." Her voice kept repeating inside my head, creating a wave of uncertainties and doubts. Until I could hold it no more. "What's your name?" I questioned him while wishing the claims my mother told me about were anything but true. "Damien..." He started, but another loud gasp escaped from me, w
Laura's point of view: I can't imagine my life getting any more sinister. It's still hard for me to understand what happened a while ago. Well, it turns out that the mating ceremony that was prepared in the palace was in honor of Prince Damien, but not in my honor. Instead, another female named Selene had something to do with my mate. The furious, growling man was indeed the king, and of course, he wasn't on his own. Also by his side was the Queen, who was my mate's parents. None of them were making efforts to hide how much they despised me. Looking at the so-called Selene, I get why they would dislike me. She is also of high rank, stunningly beautiful, and is supported by a powerful father. One of the Lords who attended the ceremony, and based on the way he threatened me with death and promised the prince vengeance, was her father. Anyway, back to the lady that my mate was supposed to mate with. She was a graceful, gorgeous, good-looking she-wolf. You know, the type of fairyt