~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN~ ‘FUCK! I woke up to the sound of my alarm that I sat on my damn phone. It was to remind me that I had to get ready to go to Alpha Gerald’s pack. My new home. The twilight pack. As my mom married him. He was now my stepfather. And she was the new Luna of Twilight pack. I had planned to get a gift for him before I went to his pack but when I opened my eyes I was in a strange environment. I was no longer in my villa. I was lying on a bed that was too soft for my liking. My head was buzzing and my lower body was aching so bad that I could not even sit properly. I held my head as I narrowed my eyes to take in my surroundings. I was in a dark room, a golden chandelier was hanging down from the ceiling, brightening up the surroundings into golden light as if it were shining gold. My alarm rang once again and the memories of last night banged in my mind! “WHAT THE FUCK!” I screamed so loudly that even Helen got scared. “FUCK FUCK FUCK!” I kept cursing as I looked arou
~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN ~ I parked the car in front of the Satan villa. I rolled down the window to take a good look at the villa and to make up my mind if I should stay here or turn back. My hand clenched around the steering wheels and I subconsciously started to bite my nails on the other hand. I could pretend to be strong but alone I was always like this, anxious, nervous, and scared of what others might think of me. When I was alone I always seek for the warmth of someone’s touch, not in a sexual way but in a way that could calm my monsters down. I always wanted someone who could say ‘There’s no need to bite on your nails Hyacinth, I’m here. My dad used to say this to me, but when I turned ten years old my father, Alpha Arthur Clausen decided to leave me and my mom. And I’m never going to forgive him for abandoning me and my mom when we needed him more than anything. “Dad, today I’m going to make our pack more powerful. You just wait and watch. Because I’m going to find you even if y
~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN~ “Hyacinth, pull yourself together, it is not the time to think about the person who treated you like a slut after he pretended that he was a gentleman and he respects women,” I told myself and blew out the candle and threw it in the dustbin. It wasn’t like it was going to do any good to them as there were about twenty more candles that were burning and melting slowly along with my heart and it would be rude of me if I threw them away when it was not my home, and anything in that villa never belonged to me. Which made me think if I should pick up the candle back that I threw in the dustbin in the corner. No, let it be. It was not like this pack would face some financial crisis if I threw a candle away. I scoffed and turned on the shower. I avoided enjoying that warm jacuzzi, I would enjoy it later but right now a hot shower would work. My body was stiff with all the travel and the extracurriculars I did last night after the club, however, I didn’t have much time t
HYACINTH I made my way down those fancy stairs, my fingers tracing the smooth wood, I couldn't shake this weird feeling in my gut. Just my second day in Alpha Gerald's fortress of a house, and I still couldn't wrap my head around my mom choosing to marry him. I heard Mom and Alpha Gerald chatting softly, their voices carrying to me. And there he was, all commanding and put-together, in that sharp white shirt and dark pants. He practically oozed power. Our eyes locked, and I felt this strange mix of discomfort and vulnerability. It was him. The guy who'd set the stage for that crazy night, when things got heated and lines got blurry. Now, he was a total stranger. The dude who left a cold, heartless payment, turning our passionate encounter into something sordid and transactional. A shiver ran down my spine, a combo of nerves and anger. The weight of last night's memories hung heavy in the air, accusing him silently. He stayed cool as ice, his expression a total mystery. That's when it
~ AUTHOR'S NOTE ~ This book is based on a fantasy world of werewolves. This story is a why choose romance, which means the main character will not have to choose between her love interests. The book has a unique plot in which werewolves are not bound in a mate bound until they take a special oath, they can choose whoever they want as their mate. Keep this in your mind while reading the book.Be aware of your triggers, lovely readers. This book contains strong language, violence, torture, reverse harem, and explicit sexual content. With all that, enjoy the book.~ CHAPTER 1~ ~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN ~ I looked at the shiny, gold-coloured invitation to a club that a friend of mine from my college class has opened a few weeks ago. If I chose to be honest then I would say that the college was pretty awful, too structured, too systematic, and too theoretical to allow for the true appreciation of art. But I had to join something to fulfil my graduation credit requirements to live along with th
~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN ~ I gazed at that stranger who decided to make me his girlfriend without my consent. Bet, these men could never be different from one another. Their breed was born to swing their jewellery in front of any woman they find attractive. I scoffed when I took in his handsomeness. I must admit he was as tall as the Eiffel tower. I’m not a short woman but in front of him, I could never get an opportunity to say this. He was not from around here. He didn't looked like someone from here, he must be from the Asian mainland. He was tall with an athlete's body, and everything about him was just sharp. His monolid eyes were the darkest set of brown that some would believe that they were black, however, I was not a mere human being, the blood in my veins was of werewolves, so I could see his eyes were dark brown and were sharp. His nose was high and straight and sharp. It was adding another charm to his inevitable personality, that was screaming, I’m the boss here. Then my eyes
~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN ~ I was not quite sure how it ended up happening, but I found myself pressed against the wall in a shady-as-hell alleyway by a man whose real name I don't even know.Said stranger’s hands were pressed lightly but firmly against my hips and before I could say anything, King’s lips crashed against mine. I watched him kiss me with his eyes closed, and before I knew it, my eyes fluttered shut too as I responded timidly.It was not a perfect kiss, but I quite frankly didn’t consider myself to be experienced enough to judge. I never fucked human. I was allergic to them. I wanted to say something, maybe ask King’s real name, but then his tongue suddenly reached out to lick my bottom lip before he used his teeth to tug at it.All thoughts left my mind as I gasped into the kiss and before I knew it, there was King’s tongue, hot and wet, exploring my mouth, rougher than I would ever get used to.My body reacted on its own accord, and I brought my fingers up, fisting them into
~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN ~“So, it’s just King?.” I put pressure to know his name when we were making our way to his car. I was just curious to know about him when I was about to share a bed with him. He smirked in response, “Yeah”“Just King?” I urged.“Don’t worry, My Jaan,” he called Jaan, and I didn’t know what was the meaning of it. He stopped in his tracks, and stepped closer to me, as he dragged his thumb across my bottom lips, “When the time comes, you’ll have a name to scream. Baby steps, yeah? Baby steps.”My cheeks flushed red, but I stuck my tongue out to swirl it around his thumb. I just could not resist the urge to taste him. His brown eyes snapped up to mine, and I grin cheekily in response.“Back out now if you can’t handle it. Back out while I’m giving you a choice, Jaan.” Again he called me that. He growled at me as he pulled his thumb away from my mouth.“So, are we walking home, King? Cause you take too much to reach your car” “No,” He responded, and I was pleased to not