Gavin gasped as he breached the surface of the river. He dunked his head underwater to rinse his hair, and he may have stayed under for longer than he should. And the reason for that is because he’s still feeling so giddy and had so many pent-up energies that the solution he thought of was basically almost drown himself.  Did it work? Well…he wants to say yes, but the wide smile still plastered on his lips beg to differ. He sighed at himself. He’s hopeless. He decided to get out of the water, now feeling more refreshed. He hoped the cold water of the river would help him with his dilemma but it seems it had only made him remember what happened again. He picked up his towel and carefully dried his body with it before wearing a fresh pair of tunic and breeches. He moved to dry his hair using the same towel, closing his eyes in the process and—it was a bad move. In doing so, behind his closed lids, Ainar’s fa

Gavin can feel Maya’s teasing look from across the table burning at his head but he pointedly ignores it, for the sake of his sanity. He saw how her eyes widened at the sight of his neck when they arrived earlier. Their tunic, despite being thick enough to go with the climate of the North, doesn’t really have a high neckline so his neck is fully exposed to everyone’s eyes. The amount of pack members that turned to look at his neck and then back to Ainar was embarrassing. And the alpha that looks almost too smug and proud of his work beside him isn’t helping either.   He gently pushed the empty bowl away from him when he was done eating. Ainar, who finished way before him, turned to him as he gathered their empty bowls.   “You’re done?” the alpha asked. Gavin nodded in answer. The alpha then gave him a flask of water which he gratefully accepted and carefully drank from. He blushed when the alpha drank on it right after him when he gave it ba

By the time they finished the lesson, and having fun, the sun is halfway down the sky. They arranged the clutter of knives on the table back to the wooden box and collected the bows and arrows from the pups. They each said their goodbyes to them, adorably waving their little hands in the air before tottering their way out of the area.   Maya sighed as she stacked the arrows, wrapping a band around it to keep it together. Gavin offered to carry some of the quivers and Maya gratefully accepted his help. They carry everything and left the area too.   “Tired?” Jannah asked when Gavin passed the quivers he’s holding to his left hand to stretch his right arm.   “A little,” he answered with a groan when a pleasant crack sounded from his shoulder.“I enjoyed it though.”   “You did. You are surprisingly good at knives.”   “I resent the surprisingly part,” he joked to which she laughed

Ainar blinked fast, caught off-guard. He tilted his head to the right, eyes focused on the omega in front of him. Did he hear that right?  “Pardon?” he asked in reply, not really sure if he heard him right.  Gavin scoffed, briefly looking away before looking back to meet the alpha’s gaze again.  “I asked you. Should we mate?” he repeated. And this time, Ainar is sure he heard him right.  “G-Gavin, what are you saying?” Ainar stuttered out a reply. What is the omega saying? Why so sudden?  “Your rut is near. Don’t you think this is the perfect opportunity to mate?” Gavin said almost nonchalantly, not even a shake in his voice but Ainar could see the way the omega is fiddling with his fingers. “We have been pushing it off for my sake anyway. So, I

The Moon Valley Pack is somewhere in between traditional and not. There are certain things that runs in the pack that are obviously still rooted in that traditional upbringing, such thing as discrimination against rank is one of them. But through the years, with the many leaders and pack alphas that have ruled the pack, they have slowly moved past that mentality and have evolved since. But of course, there are still things that just cannot be erased in history, namely their dynamics and rank, most especially when it comes to the omegas of the pack.Ainar is a son of an omega breeder. His parents, both alphas and in need of an heir, asked help from an omega to conceive. It took a lot of talks and trust on both sides, and eventually Ainar was born.Unfortunately, Diana, his birth mother, died during her labor. Ainar did not get to know her but he loved her nonetheless. He grew up hearing stories of her kindness and selflessness. Ainar grew up hearing the stories of his brave mother and