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"I could command you to pick me. I could command you to choose me instead, to forget about him and love me." He whispers softly, towering above me.

"But you won't." I whisper back, just as softly.

He inhales a sharp breathe and says "No... I won't."

He pauses thinking for a second.

"You have to choose this for yourself. It's him or me, neither of us like sharing you. Your his and your mine. But I want all of you, I want your thoughts only on me and not him, I want your heart beating for me and not him, I want those beautiful sharp grey eyes only for me and not him. I want you to love me without a hint of doubt that you chose the wrong guy. But you need to choose that yourself. You need to figure that out all on your own. I can't choose for you."

Shaking and tingling from the confession he just made I whisper so softly, I'm not even sure he heard it.

"I can't."

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Haven has only ever known Alexei. He's strong, handsome, has the deepest blue eyes known to mankind and not to mention he's the beta of the famous Blue Moon pack. He's kind, puts everyone first and loves Haven more than he loves life itself.

She's his mate.

Then comes her birthday.

Alexei's her mate... But so is Matthias.

How is this possible you're probably asking?

I have no f*****g clue.

Her boyfriend that she's been dating for two and a half years, her Beta, or her boyfriends best friend, her Alpha?

How the f**k is she supposed to choose?

Matthias is sexy, cocky, and loves to get under her skin.

They both want her more than they want to breathe.

Who will she choose?

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Prologue:
Three months before: You could say she did it for us. You could say she wanted to protect us- Protect me. You could say she did it for Pop's, so he could have a second chance at love. You could keep making excuses for her but in the end, nothing excuses that fact that she left. With no explanation, no letter, no note, no phone call saying she was alright. She left me and she left Pop's. She was everything to Pop's. Little did she know that once you have a mate, that's it for them. There's no one else out there that can fill the hole inside their heart, that there's no one else out there who can be their other half. No one else.    Maybe when she left, she thought the heartbreak she was feeling was just a result of her first love. Maybe she hadn't thought about the fact that me and Pop's might not need protecting or whatever she had left for. That we might just need her.   Both Pop and Mum are werewolves. We don't like that name very much, so, being latin, we call ourselves 'Lycanthropes'  Weird name, I know.  Pop having Mum as a mate was the best thing that had ever happened to him. So, when Mum left, Pop's fell apart. He tried so hard to pick himself back up, to be their for me.     At the time I hadn't understood why mate's were such a big thing. I hadn't understood the pull of it, the attraction. The necessary  touch that you need from them, crave from them. The tingling sensation, the burn of every touch. The feeling of a moth drawn to a flame.  I never understood that. So, that's why when Pop's fell apart, I didn't know how to be there for him. I kept asking myself the same question. What do I do?  Rub his back and tell him everything's going to be okay? Because it's not and I refuse to lie to Pop's.     Instead, I had Alexei there for me. He knew just what to say to me, just how to make me smile or laugh in the middle of crying. He knew just how to make me grin like a maniac when all I wanted to do was throw a fit, screaming and crying. When I wanted to throw things he'd put a pillow in front himself and say "Come on. Hit me with your best shot. Fire away." He would purposely sing the last part as off key as he possibly could and I just couldn't help cracking a smile.  I'm in love with him in every possible way. His deep beautiful hazel eyes. His dark black hair that I love to make tiny braids when I'm bored. His soft features and jaw that was sculpted from God himself. Actually, forget his jaw.  His entire face and body looks like it was sculpted from God. And the fact that he loves me back is enough to make my heart racing like it's running a marathon. He's my love, my everything and my exact definition of forever. Even Pop loves him and Pop is very hard to win over. I would be in a pool of depression or doing drugs and alcohol or sleeping with everyone I came across if I hadn't have had him. He means more to me than anything. He's my everything and my anything. My ride or die. The love of my life. And I am so glad I have him.

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