"I promise, Alpha Caramel, when my daughter is of age, she'll be yours. Please help me protect her from her father and help us escape this place." Joanna pleaded desperately. ******************* Lavender was betrothed to the Alpha of the Shadow Pack before she was born as a promise her mother made to the Alpha. Lavender wasn't sure Alpha Caramel would do right considering the age gap of twenty years. However, as she got to know him, she found herself drawn and attracted to him. Alpha Caramel had his mind set on making Lavender his chosen mate since his true mate died during a rogue attack. Alpha Caramel was not one to be easily swooned by ladies but was drawn to Lavender on one of his trips to the country when he saw her. He returned later choosing to study her. This was before her 18th birthday, and as he watched her grow, his attraction deepened for her. Lavender may be human, but he was determined to make her his and win her heart and her body. His family and Pack disapprove of the union when they find out about her being a human but despite it all, his will would never shake. Lavender was his and not even her biological father would be able to change that. What will Lavender do when her tyrant father returns to her life? Will Lavender be able to accept she is not a mere human? How will Caramel and Lavender fight against the rogue Alpha who decides to claim her as his?
ALPHA CARAMEL'S POV.
The woman before me had aged considerably, her dark luscious hair was beginning to sprout some greyness and laugh lines in the form of wrinkles decorated her face. Except for nature taking its course, she barely changed. A look at her face made me picture the last time we met.
Mrs Flint fidgeted in her seat, she clasped her fingers over her thighs but I could still see the light tremors of it. She pursed her lips and made to speak again.
"Alpha, you see..." I raised a brow urging her to go on and speak but the words appeared to be clogged in her throat, she swallowed harshly refusing to meet my gaze.
"I still think Lavender is just a little girl." Mrs Flint was finally able to speak.
I tilted my head to the side, catching the large family portrait that hung on the wall proudly. A little girl with a goofy smile was enveloped by the warm and loving hug of Mrs Flint, she had a missing tooth and insisted on the adorable act of clinging to Mrs Flint and her doll at the same time. Her eyes shone a grey colour that reminded me of Earth in its entirety.
Beside it was another portrait of only the girl, this time fully grown and just about 18. No one needed to inform me that was Lavender, if anything her grey eyes gave her out, she was a beauty to behold, all fully grown objecting to Mrs Flint's statement.
"I see no 18 years as a child." I countered calmly eyeing the woman's restlessness.
The nature of man never ceased to amaze me. They were quick to jump on opportunities that favoured them but hesitated should the consequences be knocking.
The expression on Mrs Flint's face right now differed greatly from the one she had on eighteen years ago. Her fingers weren't clasped, she had them wide open pleading for my help and the words she had out were a glaring objection to what she was saying. Her eyes weren't downcast then, she had boldly stared directly into my eyes with the hopes of stirring mercy in me and I had succumbed.
"I'm willing to let you have my daughter once she's eighteen." Her words echoed in my air making it more difficult to believe she was blatantly trying to break the promise.
Of course, humans aged faster than werewolves, which I was aware of while Lavender was birthed, grown to be the beautiful girl of 18, I remained quite unchanged.
"Alpha, I understand it's a promise I have to keep. If anything, in appreciation for saving my daughter's life." Mrs Flint paused again, she adjusted in her position so she was directly in my line of vision.
I noticed the crease on her forehead, they weren't caused by ageing but by the worries and dilemma, she felt she was in right now. Though I could barely see it as a problem, at the same time I couldn't blame her, she was a mother to a daughter who would soon be taken away by me.
"And I know this day is the fixed day should I be requesting for more-"
"You shouldn't." I interrupted her. She looked up at me once and sighed. I loved being calm and collected, I loved hearing the opinions of others and giving them room to object which is why I said "shouldn't" and not "can't". No one needed to tell her it would be quite unwise to insist.
"I know." Mrs Flint nodded solemnly. She nodded again as if to solidify the situation in her head.
"It would be very ungrateful of me to break our promise. You've saved and protected my daughter over the years, I live with the satisfaction of knowing she's safe and I would with the knowledge she will further be with you."
I wasn't going to interrupt her so I only pulled my leg over the other and listened to her talk. Her eyes were glossed from unshed tears and her grip on her thighs tightened, I feared she would dig a hole in her skin.
"But you see, Lavender is... I mean I haven't informed her of the arrangements." She swallowed once. "It will come as a shock to have her suddenly taken away without any prior idea."
"I expected you to groom her with that thought, of a day where suddenly, I'll appear and take her," I said but Mrs Flint only frowned, she wanted so badly to break from her calm facade and yell a thousand and one reasons why I was wrong but instead she opted for the singular sentence she seemed to take a liken to.
"She's only a child!"
I smiled, almost chuckled, and nodded. I had no desire to argue with her knowing fully well it was going to go my way at the end. She wouldn't dare break the promise, she would only go around the corners hoping to secure a way to.
"I can't possibly infuse such thoughts in her thereby preventing her from leading a normal life. I would have you know she's a medical student and her lines of dreams she wants to achieve are unending." Mrs Flint spoke so fast this time, I noticed how her eyes shone as she spoke of her daughter's goals.
"And.. letting you have her might come between them." Her shoulders sagged, and I let her experience her emotional rollercoaster, I wasn't going to assure her that it wouldn't.
Mrs Flint wasn't waiting for me to, she sniffed and resumed talking. "I don't want this to be shocking to her-"
"It can't be helped," I murmured, but she ignored me.
"So I plead alpha..." She spread her palms once again and gazed into my eyes assuming the demeanor she had 18 years ago while being heavily pregnant with Lavender. "...that you give me some time to break this news to her. I promise to find a way around it, perhaps a month will do..."
My chuckle interrupted her, she remained frozen with that same humble expression as I let amusement rake me.
"A month you say? Better off we wait for her to return and I tell her myself."
"No, no, no." Mrs Flint frantically objected as she waved her arms about gesticulating wildly on how that would traumatize Lavender, she would be shocked and go through a series of emotions, it would be done her way. I zoned out briefly only regaining my attention when she resumed pleading.
"A week then."
"Two days." I stood to my feet, an indication that I gave no room for argument. "I'll be back to make her mine in two days."
I cast another look at the portrait of her before walking off with the expectation of having her soon.
Adela was born into a royal Vampire family but lived her life as a commoner because of her parent's sins, according to the laws of the Coven. Her Father who was the King, fell in love with a human and even got married to her, thereby leading to his removal and he was replaced with his younger brother, Mabon. Few years later, after the birth of Adela, the former King and his lover dies mysteriously, leaving their child into the hands of the cruel world. Adela grew up in the coven as an orphan and so learned to be a physician, to continue the legacy of her mother who was rumoured to have magic hands as a healer. Turns out fate had more surprises in store than just making her into a healer as the fulfillment of a long time prophecy came up and she meets with the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, the Coven worst enemy. He kidnaps her and forces her to confess that she's the prophesied Hybrid that is meant to bear a powerful son. She refuses to talk although she knows that she is the one and is therefore kept in captivity for weeks. A plague broke out, Bergan contacts the disease and she is suddenly passionate about helping him heal, changing her mind towards him. Their relationship goes from complex to romance and soon they begin to fight their way to their destiny which is to both bear a son that will make everything come true. Will the prophecy come true? Will they successfully unite the werewolves pack and vampire coven together? Will there love conquers the battles and challenges ahead?
*18+ only. Contains mature themes* Adeline’s world gets flipped upside down when a neighbouring Alpha takes over her pack. He’s ruthless, rumors being said that he even killed his father for the Alpha position, yet Adeline can’t help but drop to her knees whenever he’s nearby. Convinced that Alpha Jaxon has been cursed by the Moon Goddess to never have a true mate due to his violent history, he takes a compatible mate of choice instead, a woman who's strong enough to help lead the pack, unlike Adeline who looks meek at the first sight. However, Adeline discovers there’s more than lust pulling her to Alpha Jaxon. How will she be able to resist? **** “I’m not sure if that’s how one should greet their Alpha”, he uttered inches away from my lips. I paused for a second in an attempt to compose myself, adrenaline free flowing, as my wolf and I took in the comfort of being so close to him again. “Hmm, that may be true except you aren’t my Alpha yet”, I challenged him back in a seductive tone that came off naturally. Our faces were so close together that the warmth of our breaths was clashing, I so badly wanted him to give in and close the distance between us. “You feel that, don’t you? Your wolf is squealing inside to have me mark you… right… here…”, Jaxon nipped at my neck ever so lightly. I felt as if my legs were about to let out under me at any second. He moved his hand just under my sweater on my back pulling me closer into his hardness while his other hand glided across the side of my face, caressing my jaw softly. Crisp electric sparks shot through my body at his touch, “Shh Adeline, soon I’ll have you completely submitting to me. You’ll be begging your Alpha to stretch that tight, wet pussy and fill it entirely”, lowering his hand and lightly swiping between my legs.
After a devastating divorce with the man she had been married to for over three years, Rachel thought her life was over. Her family disowned her, they wanted nothing to do with her anymore and she couldn't blame them. She had just divorced David Hart, one of the top successful bachelors in the country and heir to the Hart industries. But they would never understand that she didn't divorce him, he divorced her after she caught him cheating on her with her god-damned best friend! Rachel was just about to end everything by jumping off a bridge when she was saved by the most unexpected person. The boy she once bullied severally in highschool because he always wore ugly glass and was from a poor background, how come that glass make him so hot now? Why was he helping her get revenge on ex-husband who is trying to make her life even more miserable? And most important how did he get so handsome? What exactly does he want from her? ... No, you must want something, anything. If you can really help me get revenge on David and Lana, I can't just let you do it for free". Ethan went quiet for a while. I held my breath waiting for what his request might be. If it was something money could buy, I'll try my best to get it for him even though I was somehow broke right now. "You're right I do want something". He said after thinking for few minutes "What?" I asked slowly. " Until you get your revenge on David, Lana and every other person you want, you will live here". Live here as in...? " Wha... What are you saying? ". I stammered hoping he wasn't saying what I thought he was saying. I tried to step back but I missed a step and almost fell on the bed but Ethan caught me holding me in his muscular arms. Ethan moved his face closer to mine be was so close, our nose almost touched. " I want you to be with me! ".
Kaitlin fell in love with Alan at first sight, but failed to capture his heart even after three years of marriage. When her life was on the line, he was weeping at his beloved’s grave. It was the last straw. “Let’s get a divorce, Alan.” Kaitlin thrived in her newfound freedom, gaining international acclaim as a designer. Her memory returned, and she reclaimed her rightful identity as the heiress to a jewelry empire, while embracing her new role as the mother to beautiful twin babies. Alan panicked as eager suitors flocked to her. “I screwed up. Please let me see our children!”
Two years after her marriage, Ximena lost consciousness in a pool of her own blood during a difficult childbirth. She forgot that her ex-husband was actually getting married to someone else that day. "Let's get a divorce, but the baby stays with me." His words before their divorce was finalized still lingered in her head. He wasn't there for her, but he wanted full custody of their child. Ximena would rather die than see her child call someone else mother. As a result, she gave up the ghost on the operating table with two babies left in her belly. But that wasn't the end for her... Years later, fate caused them to meet again. Ramon was a changed man this time. He wanted to keep her to himself even though she was already a mother of two children. When he found out about her wedding, he stormed into the venue and created a scene. "Ramon, I died once before, so I don't mind dying again. But this time, I want us to die together," she yelled, glaring at him with hurt in her eyes. Ximena thought he didn't love her and was happy that she was finally out of his life. But what she didn't know was that the news of her unexpected death had shattered his heart. For a long time, he cried alone due to the pain and agony. He always wished he could turn back the hands of time or see her beautiful face once again. The drama that came later became too much for Ximena. Her life was filled with twists and turns. Soon, she was torn between getting back with her ex-husband or moving on with her life. What would she choose?
Harlyn thought her life would finally change for the better after a night with the alpha king who marked her, claiming her to be his. If only she knew what awaited her. She was supposed to be a quick lay, to satisfy his urge but it felt so good to be with her that he lost his senses for a moment and sank his fangs into her neck, marking her and accidentally claiming her as his. But he couldn’t keep her, she was of no use to him socially, she was a lonely orphan who wasn’t able to fully transform after she turned eighteen and therefore had no place in his elite life. He was the alpha king and he could only pick a mate that matched his status. There was only one thing to do. Reject her. That didn’t play out like he had imagined. And just like that, a whole new journey begins for the both of them.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"