Prince Reagan

A Stand

Lana

I can feel my energy slip away every second I keep on breathing. This heart wrenching feeling has turned me into this dull frail girl with little to no willpower.

I haven’t been myself lately, locking myself up in my room, skipping classes, eating less, partying less, interacting less with others…I’m slowly slipping into depression. And it’s all my fault for being a coward and hiding from my mate.

I come to remember the first and last time I saw him. Fur as dark as the night, canines that he’d bared

at me that were thick and sharp enough to pierce anything, and red eyes that peered straight at my soul. His wolf had been the epitome of beauty, and I had wanted to caress his fur even though I was scared shitless to the bone. I haven’t seen his face before, but I imagine he would be just as beautiful.

I want to leave everything behind and run miles to Red Moon Pack so I can be with him. But I can’t, at least not yet. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to give everything up for him.

Red Moon Pack is isolated with the little education system in there. If you wanted to have a proper

education, you would have to leave the pack. There are licensed teachers there, but those were for middle schoolers and high schoolers. No college. I can’t travel all the way from Oakland to LA every day for school. It’s basically impossible for me to do that. And there’s no way I’m transferring to an online college.

I’m not even sure my mate would allow me to leave the pack if he gets his hands on me. I’ve heard a lot of rumors about their pack, some true and some not. But I do know for a fact that they can be very possessive of their mates. Once you get in, you’re never getting out…at least not alone.

I haven’t even told my mum yet about him. She would only worry, and with how fragile her health was, I couldn’t afford that. Ever since her mate, my dad, died, she has been as frail as glass. The littlest thing could make her break, and I didn’t want that. I just have to deal with my mate’s business on my own.

Jace. That’s what Ellie had called him.

Alpha Jace. I’m surprised I’m mated to an Alpha, a powerful leader of a pack. It’s exciting as well as scary. I wonder what he’s like. Since he’s an Alpha, he would be more territorial than an average wolf. And I can only imagine how pissed he would be if he finds out the truth about me hiding from him.

But what scares me the most is the possibility of him marking another before I come to him. I

don’t think I can survive that. I’m not as strong as Ellie

news.

and head for the door like every student in the class. Another tiring day is done with. I just wanna flop on my soft bed and bury my face

see a

long silence with her face contorting in guilt. But I don’t

at her statement. “Oh, yeah. Like I’m supposed to just forget that I saw my best friend ******g

the best couple in highschool. He had the looks and

us getting mated in the future even though we weren’t bonded by the moon. I was okay with forming a bond with him, even if he wasn’t really mine. But then I had walked into Gina’s room one day, unexpectedly, and I found her bouncing on my

her. At that time, she was going through a rough period in her life, since her mom died from a terrible accident, and a few weeks later, her father was exiled

Alpha had kept it a secret. Gina never told me the reason

as an excuse. She claimed Cory had approached her to console her when it all happened.

felt bad for her, as she had no one to lean on. I was her only true friend then, and others were all fake. When they tried showing their

didn’t want to lose me too, having just lost her parents, and I couldn’t

learned to tolerate her. She wasn’t the best person to be around as she was

it was the years of having to deal with her, but I just got so irritated by her, and still am. I don’t even know how I managed through all these years

I state while closing the door in her face. But she stops by placing her palm

door to

i stare up at her wide eyes with mine

can’t possibly want to throw away years of friendship for a little argument we had…because of her.” She snarls the last part with

could look properly into her cat-like eyes. She just doesn’t

an eyebrow at her while she stares at me

bed, exhaling a sigh of vexation. My eyes dart around the empty room, and I can feel the absence of Ellie. She didn’t talk much when she had been here, but she was still a joy to be around. So sure of herself and always confident. I

bone.

have molded her into the