Elias pov
Everyone knew I was destined to be the King of all the werewolves. Which meant no one dared to be anything but nice to me, expect my friend Zoey. She had known me ever since she moved here, after her dad was taken by my grandmother. She would always tell me the truth and had no problem giving me a hard time when I deserved it. Today was one of those days. I had been seeing Lisa for a while now, but I had always been clear of my intentions. I did not want a mate, being my mate would be dangerous. Anyone close to me could be used as leverage. My mother was the Luminous Wolf and she could take care of herself, she had been practicing with her friends to find new ways to keep the pack safe. My father was Alpha of the Crimson Moon pack and although he had no special abilities, he was not one to mess with. But having a mate was not something that was in the cards for me. I had my fair share of practice though, being the next True King had it’s perks. But my parents had taught me to treat women with respect and I did not want to lead anyone on. “Lisa is in love with you, you know,” Zoey said. ‘I have told her this would be casual from the start’, I replied. “Well, that’s great and all, but she is literally following you around all week and I’ve seen you holding hands. That not casual,” Zoey said as she softly punched me against my arm. She was probably right, it had been nice to spend time with Lisa. It made me feel normal to have a girlfriend, even if it was just pretend. ‘It’s not like I blame you, I would date Lisa in a heartbeat’, Zoey said. ‘But unfortunately the only girls that want to kiss me are the ones that are trying to either make their boyfriend jealous or horny’. Zoey had been out of the closet since she was 10. My father had made sure our pack was a safe place for everyone, that included special wolves like her dad Noah but also anyone from the LGBTQ community. It made being friends with her that much better, I knew Zoey had no interest in being my Luna. “I will end things with Lisa,” I said. My 18 birthday was coming up and everything would change by then. I would meet my wolf, the White Wolf and I would be King. No one really knew what that would mean princely, although my mum’s wolf Ridley had shared I needed my mother close by for my first shift. Everyone was pretty excited for me, but I was actually scared shitless. What made me better than anyone else? Who was I that I could decide anything for anyone? Even though I had seen a psychologist for most of my childhood, I still woke up some night having nightmares. Having been kidnapped twice, seeing my stepdad Brian killed, seeing my mother being shot and me almost dying was enough to scar anyone. It had been twelve years and I had learned tools to deal with my triggers and fears. Ridley and my mother had thought me breathing exercises and my uncle Kenzo showed me how to focus my anger or pain by exercise and sparring. Uncle Kenzo is not my real uncle, but it was important for my parents to show me that family can be chosen. You are not obligated to love someone because of blood relation, you choose the people that surround you. But Lisa didn’t see me being scared or worried, she only saw the True King. And her looking at me like that made me confident, even though I wasn’t myself around her fully.Zoey and I were standing in the hallway, we just had lunch and we were waiting for the bell to ring. Lisa came around the corner, looking at me like I was her price possession. “You see, that’s why you have to end it,” Zoey said and I turned towards Lisa. I walked towards her and she tried to give me a hug, but I said “Lisa, we need to talk. I really want to focus on getting everything ready before my 18th birthday and that means I won’t have that much time for you. It’s better to end things now then drag it out any longer.” She looked at me with tears in her eyes trying to sound brave “we’re just casual right, I don’t mind seeing you less often. We can still meet up if you want.” I looked at her with remorse, I should have seen that she had feelings for me. “I’m sorry, I think it’s better that we don’t meet up anymore.” She ran away, not wanting me to see her cry. I tried to find Zoey, but she had already left for class so I walked towards my locker to get my gym clothes. We would be training later. I opened the door when I heard someone cough. “Excuse me, I am standing here,” she said sounding very irritated. I looked down and saw a short girl crouched down trying to open the locker beneath mine. I stepped to the side and crouched down “sorry, you just need to push first before opening this door. This was my locker when I was 8.” The girl looked at me, she must be close to my age. Gorgeous green eyes, long flowing chestnut hair and a cute face. I hadn’t seen her around before. She looked at me pissed “I don’t need your help,” she said as she grabbed her stuff and walked away. I grabbed some things out of my locker and walked quickly to the training grounds. Uncle Kenzo and auntie Keva were there to train the bigger kids. When we first started training they had separated the boys and girls, but we were almost equal in skills now so we trained as one group. I entered the grounds and uncle Kenzo called “You’re late Elias! Everyone is already partnered up, so you’ll be fighting the new girl Jade.” I looked around and saw it’s was the pissed of girl at my locker. Just my luck.
Jade’s pov I had been training since I was four for this. I knew many ways to hurt someone, but I had no experience in dealing with high-school kids and especially boys. When I was four I went to live with my grandmother and her coven. I didn’t even know she existed, but after my parents died, she came and took me in. She explained I was part witch and helped me practice magic. She didn’t like the fact I was also a werewolf, but until my 18th birthday I was by all accounts human so we hid my heritage from the rest of the coven. I was the only child there, the rest of the coven were women of different ages. My grandmother Beatrix was the oldest and the leader. Some of the witches were nicer than others, but they treated me okay. My grandmother said I had an affinity for magic, it didn’t take long for me to learn new spells. We went from basic spells to the dark spells when I turned 10. It was the same age we changed my name to Jade. I didn’t like the feeling dark
Elias’ pov After training I took a quick shower in the locker room and met up with Zoey in the hall before going home. “I have no idea what I did to that girl to hate me so much,” I told Zoey, while explaining what happened at the locker and during training. I didn’t tell Zoey how great Jade smelled when we were working out, like lavender and mint. “You know people are allowed to not like you, even if you are going to be their king,” Zoey replied. “I know, but she seemed to hate me right of the bat,” I said confused. “She is really pretty though,” Zoey said and I started laughing “She is right?! Really gorgeous for someone so angry” I said. At that moment Jade walked by looking at me with anger, but she was also blushing. O crap I made it even worse, she really hates me now. “Maybe she just doesn’t like boys,” Zoey said hopeful. “Well I kind of saw her staring at me when I took my shirt off, so I am not sure. But you’re welcome to try,” I responded. We walked
Jade’s pov I couldn’t refuse the Luna’s offer to stay at the packhouse. She was the Luna after all and disrespecting her my first week here was not a good move. I was already making trouble for myself by being so rude to Elias, but I couldn’t contain myself. Living in the packhouse would make it easier to get rid of Elias, but being around him confused me. I was so pissed at the thought of Elias, but when I saw him I would get another feeling as well. Was it just that I hadn’t been around boys and he was a really good looking boy? I mean he was supposed to be the True King, so why wouldn’t he look like a damn prince charming. Zoey was really kind though, I hadn’t had many friend growing up. One of the witches in the coven was a bit younger than the rest, she would often help me out if I needed it. Willa had helped me the first time I had to kill an animal. I didn’t want to do it and started crying. My grandmother walked out, upset at my ‘little tantrum’ as she
Elias’ pov Ugh of all the times Jade would stay at the packhouse it had to be now. There were a lot of special wolves with their families coming for one of my mother’s conferences. My father had told all the special wolves they were welcome to join our pack, but some really liked their own pack. So once every few years they would all meet up and train together, talk and share news. Uncle Logan, our Beta and his mate Maria had been finding anyone who had worked for my grandmother, to make sure the special wolves weren’t in danger. They had been travelling a lot in the beginning, but I think it had been good for them. When they came back Maria was pregnant with her first child. He was 8 years old now and best friends with uncle Kenzo and aunt Keva’s son. It seemed like there was no danger to special wolves now, but my mother still wouldn’t let me leave the pack until I had shifted for the first time. My mother looked forward to the conference each time, it made he
Jade’s pov O my Goddess, what have I done? How could I be so stupid?! I went to the dining hall to grab something to eat and went upstairs to my room. I had forgotten which room was mine, all the doors looked alike. And I stupidly open the door without knocking or anything. There was Elias, butt naked standing there in all his glory. I had seen men’s anatomy in biology books, but the real deal was quite daunting. Was that meant to fit? O goddess, why was I even thinking about him. I closed the door and went back to my room feeling embarrassed when Elias showed up. This time fully dressed, but I was still confused. I left the door open, I guess he saw it as an invitation to come inside my room. When he started to apologize again I just got annoyed, I didn’t expect him to get angry with me. Elias was claiming he had done nothing to me, well yeah except for ruin my entire life! I couldn’t controlled myself and I almost told him everything, about my parents and my missi
Elias’ pov I had slept horribly after that kiss with Jade. It wasn’t the kiss that had caused my nightmare, but her words. She said I had caused her great pain. I had felt guilty for years, knowing my dad Brian had died because of me and that so many others had lost their lives when I was taken. Twice. I was only five then. I knew logically that it wasn’t my fault, but deep down the guilt of their death still bothered me at times. My mom had calmed me down as always and when I woke up I went to get some breakfast with my sister and Zoey. Zoey was always early here, her parents needed to do some work in the shop before they opened. I heard Jade come in, but I didn’t know how to act. If she hated me I could just ignore her until she left, but if she actually liked me. Even a tiny bit, I wanted to be with Jade in every way possible. Just one kiss made my knees go weak and I graved more of her. Briana snapped me out of my thoughts and asked me to look at Jade. Jade look
Jade's pov I have no idea why I grabbed Elias' hand. I just saw pure panic on his face and it didn’t matter how much I hated him. I felt pity for Elias in that moment, he looked so scared. The only thing I could think of was grab his hand, it was almost instinctively. Elias didn't need to tell me what caused his panic attack, I wouldn’t share my fears with anyone. I was really surprised when Elias was so open about his past. He barely knew me and had already shared something so vulnerable and personal with me. It was clear that I knew very little about the future King. My grandmother had told me he was responsible for my parents death and that the power that came with being King would corrupt Elias and all the werewolves. My grandmother was afraid the werewolves would end the truce between witches and werewolves. I was protecting both my heritages by stopping Elias from becoming King. When I said 'it will all be over soon', I had meant something different than Elias
Elias’ povThat Lisa really didn’t take no for an answer. I couldn’t even remember what I liked about her in the first place. After I shut the door behind me I took a shower, to calm my nerves. There were other things to worry about. I was realising I had tried to keep some of my memories and fears down, but being around Jade made it all come back. My mom had scheduled another appointment with my childhood doctor, hopefully that would help. Doctor Olivia was not one for beating around the bush, she always saw through my bullshit and knew what to say to me. I was always grateful that my father had found her for me. Some things you shouldn’t deal with alone. Maybe she could help me figure out the best way to deal with Jade as well, cause my approach only seemed to repel her.The next day Zoey was there at breakfast and I shared what had had with Lisa. ‘Okay, she’s crazy. But some of this is your fault, you know you should have broke things off with her much sooner