Fated (To Be Yours), Anaya Phoenix [best free ereader .txt] 📗

her neck. She didn’t come down with Mack this time, so they were all alone. Even if she screamed nobody would hear her. The thought made his wolf preen with joy.
“H- how?” She croaked but he picked her up and slammed her back against the bars, making them groan under the power.
“Did you not think I was strong enough, you spiteful bitch! I broke through them, just like I’m about to break your pretty little neck!” He snarled in her ear and she whimpered.
“We’ll stay away from your pack.” She offered and he growled. She lost all hope for the mission as soon as her life was threatened, weak.
“There will be no offers in this. You will die, by my hands.” She whimpered and he squeezed.
“I- I’ll let you go. We won’t ever bother you or your pack again.” She offered, her breaths getting shallow. He picked her up and slammed her again, he heard something crack. He didn’t care if it was her or the bars that was breaking, he was angry.
“That means nothing to me right now. You’ve endangered my mate and my pack, for that you will die.” He growled, his wolf taking control again and his nails lengthened.
“I- I’m sorry. Please stop, I promise. We’ll go somewhere else, we’ll leave you and your pack alone.” Tears pricked the edge of her eyes and his human side felt sick. But then his wolf remembered what she did, how she treated him, how she threatened their mate and suddenly his human half was on board with killing her.
“Where is the quickest point of escape, a place where no one will see me?” He growled at her and she started convulsing. He let up on the amount of pressure on her neck and she took a deep breath.
“Where?” He snarled at her and she shrieked, a small quick one.
“Will you let me live if I tell you?” She challenged and he growled.
“Yes! Tell me!” He roared and she lifted a meek finger, pointing to his right.
“Go straight down, there’ll be stairs you take them all the way up. You will not be seen.” She said meekly and smiled a little. He took a deep breath and searched for the sign of air, for some sign of clarity. It was faint but it was there. He let her go and stepped back.
“One more thing.” He said and she raised a brow.
“I hate leather.” He shifted to his wolf and tore her to pieces, ignoring her pleas. She left the door unlocked again and he thanked her for her cockiness. He ran down the darkened hallway, his wolf alert and speedy. He ran up the stairs when he got to them and busted the door open. Immediately cool air hit his fur and his wolf howled at the wonderful feeling of it. His paws hit the dirt as he ran away from what seemed to be a center, a center of hunters. He didn’t know where he was, only thing he did know was the had to get as far away from here as possible.


His father came back with Chinese food and very little information. And by very little she meant none at all. He was a very secretive Alpha, he didn’t really share his private life. She ate her lo mein and ignored her wolf as she walked back and forth in her mind. She couldn’t stand the fact that nobody knew where their mate was, she looked past the fact that he rejected them. But her human side didn’t, her human side remembered every word he uttered to her, remembered every facial expression he gave toward her. She remembered everything, she wouldn’t hold it against him though, after what his father told her suddenly everything clicked. His wolf pushed them out because he couldn’t bare to not be loved back, to lose someone else’s love. At least… that’s what she hoped had happened. He told her that nobody was able to scoop up anything, not a scent, not a trace. They couldn’t even scrape up a feeling in the pack bonds, they couldn’t feel anything but her. As far as their wolves knew, she was the only Alpha. That only frustrated her wolf, she knew their was more than one Alpha, she knew their was an Alpha male. The longer he was gone the more angrier and feral she got. Both her and her wolf was pissed off beyond all recognition. She couldn’t sleep anymore, she couldn’t think right. Her stomach kept churning, her baby was in distress because she was distressed. She had to relax, she just couldn’t. So instead of sleeping, after Carol and Sarah had dropped off a couple of things, they promised tobring more in the morning, she raided the freezer in search of ice cream. She found it and she couldn’t be more happier, well of course she could, but for right now she couldn’t be happier. She searched for a spoon as quiet as she could and when she did she demolished the ice cream. It was strawberry, not really her favorite, and she had to stop swallowing to bite the strawberries. She kept the light off as she leaned against the sink and ate her ice cream. Her baby twirled around at the cold feeling of the ice cream and she smiled. She hadn’t yet to see the pack doctor, so she didn’t know the sex of the baby. She didn’t even know if the baby was growing the way it should. At that thought her mood instantly saddened, what if her baby didn’t come out the right way? What if she had a miscarriage with all the stress? Tears flew down her cheeks and she set down the strawberry ice cream down on the counter. It was all too much! She couldn’t bare the thought of losing Thomas and her baby! She sobbed and sunk to the floor clutching her stomach, not caring if she woke up Maximus. What if she lost both of them?? What if she failed as both a mother and a mate?! Her mind couldn’t function at the thought, her wolf broke down and howled for her mate.
“Molly, Jesus, you sound like a dying whale.” Maximus stated his voice heavy with sleep and his black eyes groggy.
“He… the baby… I don’t know… failure.” She sobbed, not able to make a sensible sentence.
“Ok, Ok hush now.” He said and walked toward her, not turning the light on, and sat next to her. She sniffled and wiped her nose with the back of her hand.
“I’m gonna fail my baby and Thomas, and I promised you. Oh god! Why the hell did I promise?!? Am I fucking retarded?! Is my baby going to come out retarded?! Is it even alive?!?” She shrieked, breaking down completely. Her soul shut down and suddenly she wasn’t sure she could handle it anymore. She sobbed into his shoulder as he tried to calm her down, he soothed her hair down but it felt so wrong. He shouldn’t be the one doing this, it should be Thomas. If only she’d seen it sooner, maybe this wouldn’t have happened. If only she hadn’t fought him off the first time, they’d be together. This was all her fault, if only she could write her own future…


He was running, running as fast as he could. He didn’t know where he was, he just knew he was nowhere near South Carolina. The air was too cool for that. If only he knew where the center was, Kelly never really told him. She wasn’t much of a talker, she just wanted him because of his looks. If even for that, his wolf growled at the fact and his human side reminded them that she was gone. She couldn’t hurt their mate. Their mate… the mate that they hurt. They planned to fix that as soon as they got back home, wherever the hell home was. He knew he was in a wooded area, the dirt gave him excellent traction and made him go faster. His wolf panted for air but they couldn’t stop, not yet. The cold air told him he was somewhere north, how far up north he didn’t know. So to sum up what he knew was that they had to get home, they were up north, home was down south, and their mate was waiting for them. To sum up what he didn’t know was where exactly they were, how far they were away from home, how long it would take to get home, if their mate was Ok, and if their pack was safe. In total… they were royally screwed.


She’d broken down, her and her wolf had lost all count of the real world. She’d only slept, her mind always drifting off to a place where her child and Thomas existed. They were always with her there, but then she’d wake up and everything would come crashing down around her. She’d wake up angry, depressed, sad or any other emotions on the emotional rollercoaster. It’d been a week since anyone had seen Thomas, her stomach had grown, and her emotions were raw and unstable. Nobody wanted to around her, well nobody with the exception of Brandon. The house had ran out of food more than once in one week. She thought that Maximus was getting sick and tired of her, judging by the way he rolled his eyes when her emotions got out of whack. More than once this whole week she had broke down, crying, because her mind told her that she would fail. She hated failing, she couldn’t bare the thought of failing. Even a regular game of checkers, she hated failing. She despised it with such a passion, you’d think it was a sport. She slept with a bag of chips by her bed, she always walked around with a humongous bottle of water, and she had her cell phone, the one Maximus insisted she used, speed dialed on Brandon’s’ number. He was like her scape goat, if something went wrong or she was feeling sad she would call him and he would make all her problems go away. He practically lived here, he ate all his meal here, the only thing he didn’t do there was take a shower and change his clothes. He was the only one that didn’t give her crap about her emotions, the only one that sympathized with her about losing her mate.
“Are you even mated, Brandon?” She asked him one time, eating a carton of ben and jerry cookie dough ice cream. He seemed to take forever before he answered.
“Yes.” He said, a little remorseful for saying so.
“Really? Who is she? How come I’ve never met her?” She could’ve asked thousands of questions but he cut her off.
“She’s not in the pack, she’s not even a wolf.” He said sadly and she frowned.
“How does that work?” She asked, licking the back of her spoon.
“Well… Mate is short for Soul Mate, which means you are meant for each other in your heart and your soul. The Moon goddess gives you one per lifetime. Sometimes she doesn’t always chose wolves, sometimes she chooses other magical beings. Sometimes it isn’t her choice at all.” He said sadly and rubbed the back of his head.
“What do you mean?” She’d stopped eating the ice cream, so it sat there freezing her legs.
“Sometimes your soul just sees another soul that it wants, that it couldn’t live without. Or sometimes, fate just binds you and your mate together. That’s how it worked with me.” He sounded like he didn’t want to keep going, but she was having none of that.
“Are you telling me, that sometimes it’s just fate giving you people.” She asked bemused and uncertain.
“That’s exactly what I’m telling you.”
“Soo… who is she then?” She asked, resuming to eating her ice cream.
“Her name is… Valerie. She’s not… exactly like us. She knows about us, yes, she… deals with a lot of