...POV Axel...
Today was my last day as the Alpha's son. Tomorrow I would turn twenty-one, and together with my brothers, we would become the Alpha quadruplets of the pack. This meant that freedom was coming to an end, and although I wouldn't show it, a knot of nervousness was present in my chest. But an Alpha never shows weakness, so I was getting ready to go out with Sander, my current girlfriend, and celebrate the eve of my birthday as if nothing could alter my path.
Yesterday, we had a meeting with my brothers. We talked about how we would divide the territory that belonged to us. Alex would handle the diplomatic side, with his boring laws and the bureaucracy that had never interested me. But of course, someone like him found it fascinating, so he was the right choice. Ian, with his infallible charisma, would manage the social gatherings. It was funny how easily he got it, but I recognized that he had his talent. Sam and I, on the other hand, would focus on battles and inspections. I didn't mind missing the formal talks; I enjoyed the field, not the chatter.
There was a heavy theme hanging over us: our Luna. Tomorrow would mark three years since we had started our search for her. And although we all knew that a Luna strengthens her Alpha, I never thought that the lack of one would affect me so deeply.
Sam was more worried than anyone else, as if his life depended on finding her. Maybe in some way, it did, but I, Axel, had always risen above such things.
That feeling of impending change was what hurried me down the stairs. Looking at the table, I saw the last waffle that Alex had left untouched. Selfish. An impulse of frustration drove me to bend down and snatch it before anyone else could.
"What do you think you're doing, Kitten?"I joked, enjoying the moment when I caught her.
I loved seeing her tense at my provocation. I was about to continue teasing her when I heard Sam behind me.
"Can’t you wait until you finish your duties?" "he said with a wicked smile, as if he intended to stop me."
"Let him eat"Ian intervened, and I shot him a disdainful glance. I never understood why he insisted on protecting her.
She returned to the kitchen and came back instantly. That gesture frustrated me; it seemed like she didn't even care about the food. Now, every time I was near Kitten, there was something strange in the air. At first, I thought it was just youthful hormones, and of course, she was beautiful, so it was no surprise. But then, her constant bragging about how amazing her parents were ignited something in me.
Whenever she could, she would talk about how great her parents were, making mine sound like the worst parents in the world. Phrases like: ‘When I was with my parents, I was the happiest girl in the world, we used to go to the movies, the park…’ and blah blah blah, finishing with a ‘not like now.’ My parents weren't the best in the world; they definitely weren't. But at least they provided a roof, education, and food. Meanwhile, hers had left her with complete strangers.
Since my wolf had appeared, things had gotten complicated. It was as if a part of me couldn't take my eyes off her. I needed to get her attention, and the best way to do that was by pestering her. But there was something unsettling: the fear I seemed to see in her eyes, both when she looked at me and at Sam. The truth was, although I enjoyed annoying her, my wolf demanded that I treat her differently. ‘She deserves to live like a queen; my princess doesn't need to dirty her hands,’ it said, and that puzzled me. I would never allow any woman, except my Luna, to have me at her feet; it wasn't fair. Yet somehow, Kitten continued to be a kind of maze in my mind, and while my wolf defended her, I couldn't help but enjoy the contradiction that she brought to my life.
...POV Sam...
Kattie was finishing cleaning the dining room, Axel and Ian had already left. Axel would meet up with his latest girlfriend Sander, and Ian had been dragged into the room by mom for one of her mother-son talks.
She was clearly nervous, and I could see the tension in her. It happened every time we were alone; all her instincts kicked in, and she became acutely aware of my movements. I could feel the fear she had of me, but it didn’t matter.
I watched her head toward the door, intending to go to school. It was almost seven; she would surely be late, as the entry time was until 7:30. The bus passed at 7:05; there was no way she would make it, so I decided to follow her. After all, I had nothing else to do—who was I trying to fool? Sara was probably waiting for me, but it didn’t matter; this was far more entertaining.
"Hey, puppy, I’ll walk with you"I said as I walked behind her. I saw her tense up and felt a shiver run through her body; this wasn’t unusual for us; I liked to annoy her every now and then.
This all started three years ago, after turning eighteen and not having found my Luna. My wolf urged me to find ways to make her stronger, to break that shell of self-pity and self-flagellation that she had imposed on herself, where she let everyone walk all over her; it filled us with anger that she wouldn’t defend herself when we knew she was perfectly capable of it.
If I decided to completely ignore my wolf, I could lose control, and that was something that couldn’t happen. An Alpha who cannot control his wolf is a symbol of weakness.
Of the four of us, I was always the one most connected to his wolf; I was very in touch with my wild side. There were moments when I couldn’t contain it, and everything spiraled out of control. Like during breakfast; having her so close, my wolf took over and moved in closer than necessary. Luckily, he settled for that, and I was able to regain control. That’s why I was eager to find my Luna; she would help me keep it in check.
This was one of the reasons I enjoyed making her angry, pushing her to the limit where all that restraint she always tried to maintain would crumble, leaving her no choice but to explode, defend herself, and reveal her true essence. I hated with all my heart this submissive, fearful, cautious Kattie who measured every one of her movements.
My wolf yearned to see that phase of her; it was pure ecstasy each time we clashed, each time she couldn’t hold back and told me what she thought without reservations, without inhibitions. The real Kattie. The one she could be if she weren’t under the burden of that damn debt her parents supposedly owed.
It’s strange, I know; as an Alpha, no one can defy us. Anyone who does would lose their head in the next second, but with Kattie, it was different. I felt a swell of pride whenever I saw her stand up for herself, every time it was impossible for her to lower her gaze, even if it were just for a brief moment. I knew there was much more where that came from. And I wanted it all.
I didn’t care what methods I had to use to bring out that side of her, even if it sometimes meant being a little cruel; it was worth the price. My wolf didn’t agree with the method, but he approved of the results. We argued constantly, and I often had a headache from our disputes; he wanted me to be softer, but I had tried that, and it didn’t work. With her, I had to go to extremes, or she would simply lower her head like she always did.
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