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Storm
The air was thick with tension and fear, and I couldn’t control the panic which was beginning to consume me as I watched the scene playing out before me. My mother was terrified, that much I could tell. I could see she knew that this altercation wasn’t going to end well for any of us.
My father was an incredibly dangerous man. Anyone who knew him would tell you that two of his biggest faults were that he never listened to anyone, and that he always believed that he was right.
He controlled everybody around him almost like it was a game of chess.
My mother wasn’t allowed to have any friends. That was how we had ended up where we were right now. Her loneliness had finally pushed her to rebellion. My father had been having affairs for years. Long before he and my mother had ever met, let alone ended up together. In the time that they had been together, my mother had endured so much heart break at the hands of my father, the man who was supposed to love her, and protect her above all others. He had always made sure that my mother knew he was sleeping around. He had made her believe that it was all her fault that he was unfaithful. He had managed to convince her that he would never have had to sleep around with other women, if she had of been enough to satisfy him. My mother had told my sister and I, that the only reason my father had ever accepted her as his mate, was because she was an Alpha’s daughter. She said if that hadn’t been the case, he would never have accepted her as his mate. This was because, in the werewolf world, blood was everything. Alphas believe that if their mates possess Alpha, Beta, or Gamma blood, then the offspring they produce with their mates will be stronger than your average werewolf.
My mother had given my father two children, but even that accomplishment on her part wasn’t good enough for him. Her failure in his eyes, was that she hadn’t given him a son. He had made her life hell over that fact, and it had all started the moment my sister Winter had been born. He had told her that she was useless; and that since she hadn’t even been able to give him an heir to take over his position within the pack when he stepped down as Alpha, she was a failure as a pack Luna. But my father had soon fixed that problem. He had a son which was the result of one of the flings he had had, before he had ever met my mother. The guy’s name was Mason. The sad thing about Mason though, was the fact that he was just like my father. Mean, evil, controlling, violent, manipulative, and narcissistic. I just knew that he would be just like my father when he became pack Alpha. My father had already made it clear that Mason was going to be the next Alpha of our pack, and surprisingly enough, everyone within our pack had just accepted it.
My sister Winter and I knew that Mason leading the pack wasn’t going to do the pack any favours in the long run. Winter had also said that the only hope we had of getting away from Mason and my father, was to meet our mates and hope that they were from other packs. By werewolf law, a female meeting her mate meant that she was to go and live in her mate’s pack, no questions asked. The only time this didn’t happen, was when an Alpha’s daughter was the only surviving member of her family, and she had to lead her pack. With Mason being named Alpha after our father stepped down, this didn’t apply to Winter and me, so once we met our mates, we would be free. Provided they were from other packs of course.
Winter was looking forward to finding her mate, for her finding her mate meant freedom, but as for me, I hoped I never did. Over the years my father had shown me that mates weren’t all they were cracked up to be in the stories we were told. Truth be told, he had made me wonder if the stories we had always heard about mates were even real. He had beaten my mother and abused her mentally and verbally every day of my life. It didn’t help that I knew that the abuse she had endured had been going on longer than I had been alive. My mother had cried herself to sleep every night, from the pain he put her through. When she had realised that my father was never going to change, and he was never going to love her, she had finally rebelled, and had gone and found love elsewhere.
My mother had started spending time with my father’s younger brother. Uncle Brad hadn’t found his mate yet. And even though they weren’t mates, my uncle loved my mother. He knew how my father treated her, and it had never sat well with him. Uncle Brad treated my mother the way a man was supposed to treat a woman. He treated her like a princess. And most importantly, he made her happy. When they were together, she laughed more than I had ever seen her laugh in my life. Seeing her happy made me and Winter happy.
And now, here we were. Our night had started off great. We had been having an enjoyable evening, we had all been laughing and having a great time. My father was out of town, and just like any other time that he was away, we felt free. We could all finally relax, and we all felt like we could breathe once more. And ever since mom and uncle Brad had gotten together, the moment my father left, my uncle came over.
But the happiness of that evening had been cut short when my father had come home unannounced and found my uncle and my mother together. The moment he had stormed into the lounge room and seen my mother and my uncle cuddled up together on the couch, laughing and giggling, he had lost it. Before Winter and I could blink, my father had lunged at my uncle and ripped him off the lounge throwing him down to the floor. They had begun to fight on the lounge room floor, and as they fought, my mother had been screaming at them, and trying to get them to stop. Winter and I had sat frozen in place on the lounge chair, and watched in horror, as the man we hated the most in the world, had killed the man we had loved like a father. As we had looked at the body of my uncle laying there lifeless on the floor, my father had grabbed my mother around the neck, slamming her onto the floor. As he braced himself, leaning over her, and gripping onto her throat, he looked into her face, his eyes filled with such hatred.
“You fucking whore!” he screamed at her.
“And you’re not?” she had choked out, smirking at him.
“You fucked around on me, with my own brother! Are you fucking kidding me?” he screamed in rage.
“You fucked around on me with how many women? You parade your bastard son around here like he is some kind of prince. Well… let me tell you something. He will never be better than my girls. His whore mother didn’t have top three blood. She was just a trashy nobody! My girls have better blood then he ever will!” she stated, levelling him with an icy glare.
“Once I have killed you, I will kill them too. The three of you can go to hell and be with my no-good brother,” he retorted.
“Oh no, we have already been living in hell with you all this time, anywhere we go in the afterlife is bound to be heaven after having lived with you,” she stated, giggling.
Winter and I watched as he gripped her throat harder. The moment he did, my mother’s face showed the fear she had been trying so hard to hide. I grabbed onto Winter’s hand and gripped it hard as I watched what was happening right in front of me. I didn’t want to believe that my father was someone who could kill his own mate; but given how he had treated her all these years, I guess it shouldn’t have surprised me that he was able to do something that horrible.
My mother died that night. Afterwards… mine and Winter’s life within that house had become a living hell unlike anything I could have ever imagined. The beatings and abuse that my mother used to receive became ours to bear, but we also endured so much more.
Storm Seven years later The music out here in the woods was blaring out of the speakers that had been set up earlier in the day, and the pounding of the beat of the bass was enough to make my ears ring. The air around me was thick and heavy, with the stench of alcohol, sweat, cigarette smoke and pot, which was mixing in with the smells of sex, lust and arousal which were also thick in the open air. Lost in my own little world, I moved my body seductively to the beat of the music. My body was drawing the attention of every horny male around me. I was dressed in a pair of black leather pants which fit me like a second skin. I had matched the pants with a silver sequined long sleeved crop top, and a pair of rhinestone platform silver high heels. Not the wisest of choices for being out in the woods… but… oh well. My clothes may not have been showing any skin, but they were tight, and they certainly didn’t leave much to the imagination. As I d
Storm I was thinking of calling it a night and heading home. As much as I didn’t want to be at home and dealing with my father, along with Mason and his stupid mate, Jewel. I knew that I should leave the party before the men here got even more drunk and became even more difficult to deal with. Mine and Winter’s relationships with the members of our pack had taken a turn for the worst after the death of our mother. Our pack had turned on the both of us on account of our father’s rumours. Rumours which had painted a dark picture of our mother. Our mother had been well respected by the members of our pack. Many of our pack’s members had pitied our mother for having to put up with a man like our father. But once our father had started spreading rumours about our mother being unfaithful, the pack had forgiven him for all his past indiscretions and had condemned her for daring to try to have a little happiness in her life. Now thanks to my no-good father, Winter and I got
Storm I was turning eighteen in two weeks, and when I did, I would find my fated mate, or soul mate in human terms. Josh’s birthday was three days after mine. There was once a time when I was still a kid when Josh and I had been friends. Back then, I had hoped my fated mate would end up being Josh. But now? Now I was constantly worried that in two weeks’ time I’d find out Josh is my mate and just like my mother, I’d be stuck with an unfaithful mate for the rest of my life. If that were to happen, I would be destined to live my mother’s disastrous life all over again. Well, no thank you. Living through it once had been enough. “Well, well, well, lookie who finally showed up! Had enough of getting the men folk all hot and bothered on the dance floor, have you?” Josh asked, as he looked at me with a smirk on his face. Before I could respond, Cameron said, “Oh there you are! Girls, may I introduce you to Emma and Alice,” as he gestured to the two bimbos standing
Storm I took in his words, and after a moment I nodded. He was right. If I wanted our escape plan to go off without a hitch, then I needed to stay out of my father and my brother’s way. I needed to fly under the radar and not attract any unwanted attention from either of them. If I were to get on their nasty side now, it would throw a spanner into the works. Effectively ruining our escape plan and seeing me trapped in this never-ending vicious cycle I had been caught in with the men in my family since my mother’s death. Felix was flying back out to Germany in two days’ time, to return to his pack. Felix’s father was his pack’s Alpha, and Winter had met him last month when he had flown over here to America with his parents to attend a conference with our pack, along with several other packs in the Texas area. I remember how excited Winter had been when she had first met Felix. She was twenty-one now and had been waiting to find her mate since she had
Storm Now, standing here in front of him, I had had enough of his crap. Now that he could see that someone appeared to be showing an interest in me, he was annoyed about it, and he had begun to think he had the God-given right to sabotage what he interpreted to be my new love interest by acting in the manner of a typical jealous boyfriend. “Thank you for your concern, Josh. But you can leave now and take those two bimbos with you. Screw them and then just throw them away, just like you always do. Like you have done with every other girl you have ever slept with and then thrown away, as though she was nothing more than yesterday’s trash. I don’t give a stuff what you do anymore. I couldn’t care less. But I am going home with whoever I want to, and there ain’t a damn thing you can do or say about it.” As I spoke, the venom in my voice was coming through plain as day. Cameron was standing back, a short distance away from us with bimbo one
Storm I woke up the next morning and it wasn’t long before the thought that today was my last day with Kat sank in. Laying there, I felt the ache in my chest as the tears gathered in my eyes. I was going to miss her when I left here, but my leaving here had to happen. There really was no other option for me. My survival depended on me getting out of here and making a life for myself elsewhere. In this case, 'elsewhere,' being as far away from here as humanly possible. Thinking about how tomorrow meant that I would no longer be living here in this pack, slightly eased the ache in my chest. Soon I would be free of this place for good. I was meeting Kat for lunch today at a local cafe in town. For Kat, it would just be a normal lunch, the same as we did each week, but for me, it would be a farewell lunch. The only thing was, I would have to make sure that Kat didn’t catch on to what I was up to. I had told Winter that I would be spending the morning packing my b
Storm I snuck outside of the Alpha residence and made my way towards the eight-foot concrete wall which surrounded the Alpha residence. Crouching behind an enormous tree in the garden, I watched as two of my father’s guards made their way past my hiding spot. Even though these guards were assigned to protect the entire Alpha family, my father and Mason had turned the guards against me and Winter, just as they had done everyone else within the pack. So, if the guards caught on to my presence and I was captured, it would mean trouble for me for sure. I waited until the guards were out of sight, and when I could no longer see them; I ran over to the wall hiding among the trees near the wall. When I was sure the coast was clear, I crawled behind the shrubby bush which covered the hole in the wall that I used to sneak in and out of the Alpha compound. I crawled through the hole and found myself between the wall and another bush which hid the hole on the outside of
Storm When Winter arrived, I was relieved to see that she had brought Felix with her. Winter and Felix sat with us and joined in for a brief chat with Kat so that we wouldn’t appear suspicious. It wasn’t long before Winter suddenly announced that we had to be leaving, because we had somewhere that we needed to be. Thankful that Winter had come up with an excuse for us to leave, I got up from the table, glad to be away from Asher, and hugged my friend for the very last time. I held onto her tight, and when I let her go, I saw the curious look she gave me. So that she didn’t ask me questions that I wouldn’t be able to answer, I simply said, “I will call you tomorrow and see where you are at, and what your plans are, maybe we can go do something together, okay?” Seeming happy with that, Kat smiled at me and nodded. As soon as we got into Winter’s SUV, unable to hold my emotions at bay anymore, I burst into tears. Winter who was sitting in the back seat