Filed To Story: Goddess's Design His Fated Mate (Willow & Reuben)
“I am drawing fish!”
The little girl chirped.
“I am drawing a car!”
The little boy smiled brightly at me.
I couldn’t help but smile back at them as I subconsciously ran a hand over both of their heads. “Are you two twins?”
“Yes,”
they nodded.
“What are your names?”
I inquired, inhaling their sweet scents as I held their hands.
“Wyatt”
“Lori”
As their familiar sweet scent filled my senses, my whole body felt alive, as if I were born again. The wolf within me eagerly appeared in my eyes. They inherited her scent, especially the little girl. “What is your mother’s name?”
I asked, my voice becoming a little deeper.
“Willow,”
they said in unison, bringing another smile to my lips. My Rose gave birth to these little beasts?
“Uncle, what is your name?”
the little boy asked.
“Me?”
I chuckled, “people call me Dark.”
Ella
I drove swiftly into the Emerald Bright Pack, I stopped my car in the clearing, and approached the first person I saw. “Has Reuben returned?”
I inquired, my voice tinged with impatience and my breathing uneven. The person quickly shook their head.
“The Alpha has not returned since the Thanksgiving party night days ago,”
they inform me before walking away. I feel my heart growing heavier with every passing moment.
After discovering my uncle’s plan and witnessing the video of the house where Willow and Reuben were staying being set on fire, I promptly dispatched a few wolves to discreetly inspect the premises. The chilling report that they returned with confirmed my worst fears: the entire house had been reduced to ashes, with nothing left behind. Seeing as petrol was involved, there was little hope of survival for anything that had been within its walls. Everyone and everything in that house was doomed to become part of the dirt and ash, which was all that remained now.
My palms grew sweaty and my entire body turned cold. What if Reuben had truly perished in that fire? No, it couldn’t be true, could it? He wasn’t someone that was easily killed. As far as I knew, he was the kind of wolf who could take down at least ten others and still find a way out alive. I just couldn’t shake the thought that he was with Willow. If Willow had died in the fire, then Reuben wouldn’t have made it out either. The realization disgusted and infuriated me.
Yet, if he was still alive, why hadn’t he returned to the pack yet? My uncle’s Beta and the other wolves had returned to the safety of the Opal Moon Pack. That only meant that
“No ”
Frustration, anger, and panic shook my heart. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing Reuben. Restlessness consumed me with every passing second, and I had no idea what to do next.
“Oran or Bix must know something. I have to I have to ask them,”
I muttered to myself, teetering on the edge of losing my mind. Just as I felt overwhelmed, a familiar scent and presence enveloped me, forcing me to raise my head. It was none other than the hunter.
“You’re finally back,”
he shot me a blank stare. His 6.2 tall frame towered over my 5.7 physique.
The corner of my lips twitched bitterly. His mere presence was enough to fuel the anger and hatred inside me. Whenever he looked at me, it felt like he could see right through me. It was a truly miserable feeling.
“Since when do I need your permission to return to my home?”
I growled, aggressively shoving passed him.
Suddenly, I felt a strong arm grip my wrist, pulling me back to my previous position. “Who the hell do you think you are growling at, woman?”
he glared at me with a fierceness that I had never seen in a human before. It was a look that demanded respect, from eyes that seemed to relish bloodshed and death.
The corner of my lips curled in amusement. “Finally showing your true face. Is Willow aware of the executioner side of you?”
He glanced at my smile then back up to my eyes. “No, only you have the honor of seeing my true nature.”
“Oh I am truly honored,”
I chuckled, pulling myself from his grasp. “I wonder why the hunter is showering me with such privilege?”
I sneered.
“Is it not because we are two of a kind? Evil can easily recognize another evil, no?”
he smiled, irritating me to the core.
“Who the heck are you calling evil?”
I let out a low growl, my claws extended growing larger, ready to end his life then and there. Suddenly, as if he sensed my next move, he grabbed my hand before I could attack him, roughly pulling me closer to his chest.
“Is it not obvious I am talking about you and me? If the woman who can set fire to her fiancé’s house is not evil, then what is she?”
he raised an eyebrow, causing my face to pale. How had he found out about the fire? Could it be he had been keeping an eye on me? Wait a second, had he said I set fire? He seemed to be shooting arrows in the dark!
“Nonsense! I did no such thing. How dare you accuse me of such a crime?! Don’t misunderstand, I will not hesitate to bring you before the council and have your entire hunter clan begging on their knees for my forgiveness!”
I growled, giving him a glimpse of my pack’s power. Since I had no involvement in the fire, he couldn’t lay a finger on me.
“That’s true, I apologize for accusing you of a crime you did not commit,”
he quickly changed his attitude, admitting to falsely accusing me. However, his abrupt change in demeanor sent off alarm bells ringing in my mind for an unknown reason. “But I agree with your suggestion to bring the whole clan before the council,”
he murmured, a hint of malevolence hidden beneath his words.
“What do you mean?”
I glared at him, sensing that he was plotting something against me. “Who are you planning to bring to the council?”
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
On her wedding anniversary, Alicia is drugged and stumbles into the wrong room—straight into the arms of the powerful Caden Ward, a man rumored never to touch women. Their night of passion shocks even him, especially when he discovers she’s still a virgin after two years of marriage to Joshua Yates.