Semua Bab The Rejected Wolf and Her Three WereMates: Bab 1 - Bab 8

HARPER……I swore I would never return to the place I once called home, the place I had my heart shattered to bits by my mates.Five years. I had spent five years in the city, trying to erase the pain of their rejection and start a new life.But here I was, clutching the steering wheel of my battered sedan as I drove past the crooked sign that read, 'Welcome to Black Pine Springs'.The universe had a shitty way of throwing your words right back in your face.I gripped the wheel until my knuckles turned white, the familiar smell of oak trees and pine tickling my nostrils, hitting me with a wave of nostalgia I didn't expect.I had walked these roads back then, when everything seemed perfect. I had allowed myself to dream, to hope that it would remain perfect, until reality set in.This time, I wasn't back to reminisce. I was back for a different reason.When I spotted the familiar path that led to my late mother's lodge, I breathed a sigh of relief. So far, I hadn't seen any familiar fa

HARPER~~~I couldn't decide between screaming for help or just bolting out of the room.Mason had shed his suit jacket, rolling the sleeves of his dark shirt up his forearms. He looked too large for the cramped, dingy motel room, radiating a cold, magnetic aura that made the walls feel like they were closing in on me.When he suddenly took a step forward, the words forced out of my mouth. "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked harshly, clutching the blanket up to my chest. "How did you find me? How did you even get into my room?"Mason didn't look remorseful at all. A slow, infuriatingly handsome smirk spread across his face."You didn't exactly blend in. Your battered sedan sticks out like a sore thumb, and you're still carrying our scent, whether you like it or not."He took a slow step toward the edge of my bed. "As for how I got in? Let's just say the receptionist was more than happy to hand over a spare key. All it took was a smile and a little white lie about being your b

MASON~~~The mahogany desk in the middle of the Conclave was large and spacious enough, but it felt like a cage as I sat there, listening to the leader of the council, Vance, speak in a low monotone.I leaned back in my leather chair, steepling my fingers as Vance pushed a thick folder onto the center of the table.To my left, Ryder was aggressively tapping a silver pen against his knee, his inner wolf practically clawing at his skin from sheer boredom. To my right, Dallas sat perfectly still, his sharp, calculating eyes tracking every micro-expression of the twelve elders facing us."The proposed alliance with the Black Oak Pack is our most logical next step, Alphas," Vance spoke, his raspy voice filling the tense room. "With their warriors absorbing into our outer perimeters, our borders will grow twice as powerful. We will finally establish a definitive line of defense.""We don't need their warriors to protect what's ours," Ryder growled, his voice a low, threatening rumble that

HARPER~~~"Ancient?" I whispered, my voice sounding foreign to my own ears. "What do you mean, ancient? I'm a wolf. I've always been a wolf."Dr. Alistair didn't answer. He simply gathered his files, his brow furrowed in deep thought."I will be back to explain better," he said with a kind smile. "In the meantime, try to rest."He exchanged a nod with the triplets before leaving, his assistant following right behind him. The door clicked shut, leaving us in a silence so thick it felt like velvet.I shifted, wincing from the pain on my back. The room was suddenly too small. Mason, Ryder, and Dallas were hovering near the foot of my bed, their massive frames radiating an overwhelming, earthy heat.Despite my obvious anger towards then, I couldn't resist breathing in the intoxicating scent that always seemed to cling to them; the pure, Alpha male scent that always sent my heart into raging staccato."Harper," Mason started in a soothing low voice. He took a step forward, hand outstretch