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It was so cold, and I was so confused. I didn’t know where I was or even who I was. I woke up wet, dirty, and very cold in a ditch. I was hardly wearing any clothes and felt like I was walking in a daze. Everything was hazy, like, there was a cloud in my mind, and I couldn’t shake it.
I was still determining where I was and even where I was going. I was scared because I hadn’t seen another person since I woke up. I was afraid because I didn’t remember anything of my past, including my own name.
What happened to me?
Why can’t I remember anything?
Where am I?
How did I even get out here?
Who did this to me?
Why would anyone do this to me?
Was I really that much of a lousy person someone would want me dead?
So many questions flew through my aching brain. But I didn’t have the answers to any of them.
Like, how do I get home?
I didn’t even know how to get home because I didn’t know where home was. Hell, I didn’t even know if I had a family out there somewhere looking for me.
My feet were bare and dirty from walking through the forest. My dark hair was all over the place, and my dress was torn almost to pieces, barely covering my frozen body.
Every inch of my body hurt, from my toes to the tips of my hair. I felt like I was going to vomit because my head hurt so much.
Did I bang my head?
Where am I even going?
There were trees all around me, but I had no knowledge of how I got out there. I must have walked a long way, but I wasn’t aware of how far I’d come.
I stumbled through the trees and screamed when someone violently grabbed my arm. My eyes widened because the man holding onto me was incredibly tall and well-built. He was wearing nothing but a pair of board shorts, and his long blond hair was braided down his back yet shaved at the sides. He had a thick beard and sparkling brown eyes. He had muscles for days, and he was really intimidating.
I swallowed hard as five other men, almost as big, walked out from behind the trees.
Oh, Goddess, they’re going to kill me!
What did I do to deserve this?
Had I not been through enough?
Could they not see how much distress I was in?
That I’d been battered, and Goddess only knows what else?
Did they even care?
“What are you doing on our territory?” The big guy holding onto me asked. His voice was so deep it shook me to the bone!
I felt like I was going to pass out, I was barely fighting it, and it was taking everything I was not to give in.
“I... I didn’t know I was trespassing. Please, let me go.”
He laughed as though I’d just said something stupid. His laughter caused me to cringe inside, and I whimpered without meaning to. But I was in so much pain I couldn’t bare it any longer.
“No can do. You’ve seen this place, which means,” Big guy pulled me against him, making me gasp in shock. “You belong to us now, and our Alpha is going to have so much fun with you.”
No way in hell!
I pulled against him, trying to make him let go. “Let go of me! I’m not going anywhere...” Is all I got out of my mouth before he smacked me in it so hard it knocked me out...
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I woke up to a hand on my face. I was lying on something soft and comfortable. A bed, I realized, when I slid my hand over the sheet-covered mattress. I blinked my eyes, looked around the room I was in, and narrowed them a little. It seemed I was in some sort of wooden house.
“Hey,” I looked wide-eyed at the woman sitting beside me on the bed. “It’s okay, Starr; you’re okay now.”
Why is she calling me Starr?
“Who are you?”
“You don’t know who I am?”
Why did she look so devastated?
I shook my aching head. “Should I?”
She helped me to sit up before answering.
“Oh, Starr, what happened to you?”
“I don’t know,” I whispered. “I don’t remember anything; I don’t even know who I am.”
With tears in her eyes, the girl took my hand in her own. “My name is Iona, and your name is Starr.”
“How do you know?”
“Because,” She smiled. “You’re my best friend.”
“I am?”
What’s going on?
If she was my best friend, was this my pack?
My home?
But it couldn’t be; that big pig made sure I knew that. I figured that meant Iona had met her mate and moved to this place. I supposed that made me lucky to have stumbled upon the pack Iona now belonged to.
Coincidence?
Or perhaps my subconscious mind led me here?
Iona nodded her redhead while wiping a tear of sadness from her cheek.
“You and I went to school together. We were best friends from the day we met at four years old. We haven’t seen each other for the past two years because I met my mate and moved here to be with him.”
That answered that.
“I didn’t want to leave you, Starr, not when we had so many plans. But that’s what we do, isn’t it? Leave with our mates.”
“I don’t know,” I mumbled because I was unsure how the mate thing worked. My mind seemed to be blocked from it all.
“I’ll teach you all I know.” Iona smiled again. “I was scared to move here with a man I’d only just met,” She laughed. “I literally walked into him one day in town. I was scared, but you told me there was nothing to be afraid of and to trust the mate bond. You said my mate would love and care for me, and you were right.”
None of what she just said meant anything to me. It didn’t because I couldn’t remember a thing! But how Iona looked at me told me she was being honest.
“Where is home?”
Iona looked at me before shaking her head.
“A place far away from here. Let’s not say anything about it just yet; I have a lot to figure out before I call anyone from home. I just want to keep you safe, okay?”
I nodded but didn’t really understand what she meant.
“Well, where is here?”
“This is the Wild Pack. We’re a small pack, but we’re a pretty friendly bunch once you get to know everyone. I don’t know how you ended up here, so far away from home, but the Alpha will want to speak with you.”
“Alpha?”
I felt the confusion in my mind getting worse. I felt as though my brain was being crushed!
“The man in charge.” She smiled slightly. “When you meet him, he might seem scary because he’s so tall and built, not to mention intimidating. But he won’t hurt you, Starr, I promise.”
I hoped she was right because I was terrified of being here. I had been through hell; that much was evident from the damage to my body. I didn’t need any more drama; I just wanted some peace.
“Your injuries don’t seem to be healing, and that’s concerning. Perhaps we should get you cleaned up before the Alpha arrives? Would you like to take a shower and change into some clean clothes?”
I smiled excitedly and nodded my head, only to whimper at how terribly painful it was. I didn’t remember what happened, but my head was the most painful injury. It felt like there was a hole in my head, and the air was getting in, causing my ears to hurt as well.
Iona sighed, then got out of her seat from the edge of the bed and walked away. She was back within a minute with a smile on her face.
“This is Dolgran,” She held up a small corked green bottle. “And it will help with the pain you’re feeling.”
“What is it?”
“It’s a natural remedy to help with pain.” I stared at that bottle and then looked at Iona. “It’s okay, Starr. Please trust me that I would never do anything to harm you. You’re my best friend.”
I watched a tear fall from Iona’s eye, and I felt a little sad. I didn’t remember this woman, but I trusted she knew me. That was why I allowed her to remove the cork and hand me the drink, which I knocked back.
I returned the empty bottle to Iona, who smiled while stroking my hair.
“Shall we get you cleaned up?”
I nodded my head. “Yes, please. But I don’t have anything to change into.”
“Don’t worry about that, Starr; I have something you can wear.”
“Okay,” I smiled and took her outstretched hand.
I didn’t know what life had in store for me, but Iona knew who I was. Why she thought keeping home a secret from me was a good idea, I didn’t know. But perhaps she’d tell me one day, and before that, I would work out what happened to me; if it was the last thing I did.
Kai
“You knocked her out?”
Davy looks at me sheepishly. “She was fighting me; it was instinct.”
“She was frightened,” Alex grits out between his teeth. “Of course, she was gonna fight you, you idiot!”
“That’s enough!” I use my Alpha tone to make them shut the fu.ck up.
“My Alpha,” Davy bows slightly. “She stumbled onto our territory,”
“And she didn’t know where she was,” Alex interrupts. “The girl looked as though she’d been attacked. She was confused, and her clothes were in tatters. Not to mention she looked like she’d been dragged through a hedge backward.”
I scrub my hands over my face in annoyance. This is why people fear the Wild Pack because of idiots like Davy!
Fine, people should fear us; we’re dangerous. However, we live in the wilderness, away from other packs, and keep ourselves to ourselves. We don’t go looking for trouble, and trouble doesn’t usually find us.
The Lycan King isn’t a fan of our little pack of misfits. But we chose this life; it’s the only one my brothers, and I know. We aren’t made for civilization and never get invited to events outside the pack. Not that we’d attend if we were invited, but that is not the point.
I am the Alpha of the Wild Pack, a small community of seventy. We’ve grown over the past couple of years, what with some pack members finding mates outside our pack. Their mates are welcome to join, and many have. All they have to do is swear loyalty to me and the pack and keep our location secret. If they can’t do that, they’re killed, simple. I don’t accept disloyalty!
We’re hidden for a reason, to keep us safe from the outside world. Many out there would love nothing more than to end us. But luckily, we are not classed as rogues because we’re a pack, and we have the Queen’s blessing if no one else’s.
Now these idiots have brought an unknown woman into the pack. I do not allow just anyone onto my territory, and this woman could be a spy! I don’t care what she looked like when they found her; she shouldn’t have been able to find our home because it’s well hidden. Not once in my life has anyone accidentally stumbled upon our home.
So how did this woman do just that?
Only one way to find out.
“I suppose you better take me to her.”
I follow Alex and Davy out of my cabin home. My cabin is farther back than any other, so I can watch over my pack. Not that there are many other cabins, just enough to house each family. We live in the wild, but we’re not beasts. We don’t have cell phones or much of anything in the way of technology, but we do have running water. We hunt for food, grow most of it, and make our own clothes.
That’s not to say I don’t send some of my wolves into nearby towns to pick up anything we can’t live without. Goddess knows there is plenty you can’t forage in the wild – toilet paper being one of them. Though we do make our own soaps and shampoos.
We live in the wild, but that doesn’t mean we’re dirty or want to stink. We spend most of our time outdoors because that is where we’re at home. The pack’s pups are always filthy, and seeing them having fun in the forest brings me great pride. That is just the way it should be.
I smell it before I know what’s happening – the wind through the trees, freshly mown grass, and fresh linen.
Oh!
I do not want a mate!
I have to keep it to myself, though I don’t know how my wolf will react once he sees the new girl. That’s who my mate is; it couldn’t be anyone else; I would have known by now.
‘If you think I’ll let you reject or ignore our mate for one second, you’re mental.’
‘Zion, we don’t need a mate. Do not act up and try to push forward...’
‘Or what?’ He cuts me off with a chuckle. ‘There’s all you can do to stop me, Kai, and you know it.’
‘I’m warning you, Zion. This girl will be frightened enough, don’t do anything stupid.’
Zion doesn’t answer me, and I hope I got through to him. We’re already at Davy’s cabin, where his mate, Iona, is caring for the girl.
I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and will myself to act as though she’s nobody. I walk into the cabin ahead of Davy and Alex. I am the Alpha, and no one walks ahead of me! Even if this is Davy’s home.
Why did they bring the girl here?
Surely she would be terrified of Davy after what he did?
Then again, Iona is the pack doctor, so it made sense.
“Alpha,” Iona gets to her feet from the chair she was sitting in, but my eyes lock on the girl backing away from me.
Gosh, she’s fine!
She’s beyond beauty, with eyes of deep, dark blue, long brown hair, a slim waist, and curvy hips, and she is mine!
No!
I can’t think like that; I do not need a mate. What I need to do is keep my head. I never wanted a mate because I didn’t want to lose her like my father did my mother. Growing up without a mom was harder, but not as hard as it could have been. My brother and I at least had our father, the mate bond didn’t take him as Jen, an oracle that lives within the pack, had told us.
No, my father was granted a second chance mate when I was sixteen. By then, I didn’t need a mother, though my brother and I got along just fine with Dad’s second chance mate.
I have no idea what I’m going to do about this mate problem. All I know is that now that the girl has seen this place, she can never leave. Having her close to me is going to be a massive problem.
Argh!
Iona is banging on about something, but I’m not listening. I can’t take my eyes off the girl now clutching at the wall behind her. She’s terrified; any idi.ot can see that. But I can see the pain in her eyes, the kind of pain that is agonizing. She’s struggling to stay on her feet, and I wonder just where she’s wounded.
“What is your name?” I ask while trying not to fold my arms across my chest. I don’t want to intimidate the girl more than she already feels.
The girl looks at Iona, her whole body shaking.
“Alpha?” I take a deep breath through my nose and reluctantly look at Iona. “Her name is Starr, but that’s all she remembers. Whatever she went through caused her to lose her memory.”
I bit the inside of my lower lip in thought.
‘Our mate is lost and alone, Kai.’
‘I can see that, Zion. But what could have happened to cause a wolf to lose their memory?’
‘Something terrible, Kai. She’s in pain, and I can sense something is wrong with her head. You must heal the wound before it takes her life, Kai.’
Great.
I might not have wanted a mate, but I don’t want her dead, either. I can’t sense any ill will coming from the girl, and I would have known because it’s one of my abilities. However, that is not to say she didn’t have ill intent before she lost her memory. But right now, she’s innocent and on the verge of losing her life.
I look at Starr. “Do you not want to speak to me?”
I’m a big guy. I have to be being the Alpha. I’m six foot four, built full of muscle, but not overly. My hair is long past my shoulders; because that is the way of my people. All males have long hair, though some have different styles. Take Davy, for instance; the sides of his head are shaved, yet the rest of his hair is extremely long.
“Please don’t let him hurt me,” Comes my mate’s sweet, scared, timid voice.
“Him?” I tilt my head slightly.
With a shaky finger, Starr points at Davy.
‘What did you do to her, you devil?!’ I snap into the mind link.
‘I smacked her across the face with the back of my hand. It knocked her out, but I did it so she wouldn’t remember the way to the pack.’
‘You stupid! She had a head injury that you’ve probably made worse!’ I cut him off before he can reply. I’m not interested in anything he has to say.
I don’t tolerate the abuse of females, no matter where they come from. Okay, if they mean to harm my pack, then I’ll kill them. But harming one just because you can is not what I or this pack is about. I don’t care what Davy thought was for the best; he’ll be reprimanded for what he did just as soon as I’ve helped my little mate.
I can sense the wolf within. No, she’s not a regular wolf.
Lycan?
Hmmp!
But at least she isn’t human. I don’t want humans in my pack knowing about us. Every human I’ve encountered had been vile and tried to kill us, and thankfully, we have a witch amongst us who wiped their memories, then sent them on their way. Not that there have been many humans we’ve ever come into contact with, and you shouldn’t band each species together. The sins of a few are not the sins of all, but it makes you more cautious.
“Starr?” Starr looks at Iona. “Davy is my mate, my husband. . .”
“He is? But he hurt me.” Starr swallows hard as tears fall from her frightened eyes.
“He didn’t mean to cause you pain.”
“Enough!” I growl at Iona, who bowes submissively, while Starr whimpers. I look at her and soften my eyes. “No one is going to hurt you, Starr. I am in charge here, and I promise I won’t let anyone harm you. Can you tell me what happened to you?”
“I don’t know,” She whispers with tears in her eyes.
“Iona,” I look to Davy’s mate. “You helped her get cleaned up?”
“Yes, my Alpha.”
“Did you notice any injuries?”
Iona nods. “Too many bruises to count, and she isn’t healing quickly enough. So I’m guessing her...”
“Her what? Lycan?”
“Lycan? What!?”
“Shut up, Davy! Your mate is a Lycan, you dumb!”
“Oh, yeah.” He mumbles.
Crazy.
“Yes, my Alpha,” Iona continues. “Her Lycan is dormant or in Sleep Status because of the trauma. But the main concern is that I felt a crack in her skull while washing her hair.”
“A crack where?”
With her fingertip, Iona moves it from across the left side of her head. From behind the ear to the temple.
“It’s big, Alpha, and I’m worried about what it’s doing to her. I gave Starr Dolgran before her shower, and it took away some of the pain, though I fear it’s merely masking the pain. But even Dolgran didn’t help heal her head. I’m scared, Alpha. . .”
Iona leaves her thoughts hanging in the air, but I know what she’s trying to say. Starr will die if I don’t help her.
Something terrible happened for a Lycan to be injured enough not to heal or bring them close enough to die.
“All of you leave.”
“Alpha?”
I growl at Davy, and he bows along with Alex and Iona. Everyone knows of my gift, but that doesn’t mean I want people gawking at me while I use it.
You see, I was blessed as a child with the ability to heal. Dad always swore it came from my mother, her being a deity and all. Perhaps it did, but I never knew her; she died giving birth to my brother.
You’d think the daughter of the Moon Goddess would have lived forever. But sadly, even a deity can lose their human body if the trauma becomes too much. It did for my mother, and Selene took her daughter back to the celestial realm.
I only realized I had the ability when I was fourteen. My father had been shot by a silver bullet, and we were losing him. I placed my hands over the wound, white light shot out of my hands, and the injury vanished. Dad was healed, and my brother and I weren’t left as orphans.
The pack was much smaller then, just twelve members. But it didn’t stop them from wanting me to use my gift every chance that arose. I use my ability only when absolutely necessary and not for minor things.
However, if Iona is correct, Starr has a cracked skull. If that didn’t scream necessary, nothing would.
I have to help her. There’s a reason my grandmother paired me with this woman. I can’t and won’t throw this gift back in her face, no matter how often I tell myself I don’t want a mate.
Starr looks at me through glassy eyes, and I can tell her body is fighting to stay standing. She doesn’t have long, and I must act now.
“Please don’t be afraid of me, Starr. I’m not going to hurt you, I promise.”
“What are you going to do to me?”
I step closer until I’m right in front of her. Her body trembles as I reach my hands toward her head. Starr whimpers when, without touching her, I slide my hands over her head. I find the crack in the side of her skull almost instantly. Iona was right; this is bad.
I gently press my hands to Starr’s head with my eyes closed. I feel my power warm at my fingertips. I concentrate, letting the healing light flow from me to Starr until her body sags against me.
I hold onto her as my ability fades, and I run my hand over where the wound was to find it gone. I smile while lifting her bridal style. Thank the Goddess! I can’t bring Starr’s memories back, but I can ensure she lives, which she will now that the wound is gone.
I could leave Starr here with Iona, but she was scared of Davy after what he did. So she’s coming with me.
This is such a bad idea, but I suddenly can’t bear the thought of her not being by my side.
Oh, Grandmother Selene, what have you done?
I’m doomed, I am well and truly doomed!
Starr
I wake feeling warm and toasty. I don’t remember a time I ever felt this comfortable. I inwardly roll my eyes at how stupid I am; I don’t remember anything!
I don’t remember falling asleep, but it’s clear someone put me to bed. I blink against the morning light coming through the window. The sun is shining, and I can’t help smiling. My head no longer hurts, but then nothing hurts. I feel great! Apart from not remembering who I am and where I came from, anyway.
Did I dream everything that happened yesterday?
“Good, you’re awake.”
I gasp and bolt upright in bed. My eyes widen upon seeing the Alpha standing at the bottom of the bed, staring at me.
Does this man never wear a shirt?
He was covered in tattoos from his shoulders to the bottom of his stomach. I don’t know if he has any on his back; I can’t see around him. But I imagine he does when his arms are almost covered in the things.
Strangely, they suit him and make him look more intimidating, sexy even. There are all sorts of strange designs, though none have color. But the massive wolf tattooed across his chest is shaded beautifully. Whoever did that for him has some real talent.
“If you’re quite done checking me out,” I blink, eyes meeting his and the smirk on his face.
Goddess, he’s handsome. It should be criminal for a man to look the way the Alpha does. Those deep, soulful eyes, those pouty, plush lips, those muscled arms, broad shoulders, and that eight-pack... He is wearing trousers, but I can see he has thick thighs, and I wonder if he’s well-endowed in "that" department. Goddess, he’d be the perfect man!
Why was I even thinking about his thing?
What is wrong with me?
Why is my heart pounding like this?
“I’m sorry,” I mumble.
“You have nothing to be sorry for, Starr. I’ve made breakfast for you.”
I smile because that was really sweet.
I climb out of bed, and the Alpha points out the bathroom. This must be his house because it is definitely not Iona’s. I don’t know how I feel about being here, but I’m glad I’m no longer at Iona’s. Realizing Davy was her mate threw me for a loop.
How could she be so nice when he was a pig?
I use the toilet, then brush my teeth with the toothbrush the Alpha said was mine. I comb my hair with a hairbrush I found on the window sill and sigh. This is as good as it gets. I don’t have anything to change into, so I’m stuck wearing the nightgown Iona gave me yesterday.
This little village is a strange place to be. Iona told me that there was electricity here, but they didn’t have any technology. Years ago, they didn’t even have houses, let alone working toilets! They don’t have washing machines, dryers, microwaves, etc. Though they do have a laundry room where some of the older pack members wash all of the clothes for the pack. There are no TVs, phones, internet, fridges, or freezers.
Iona then explained that everyone eats as a family once a week, outside beside a roaring fire. The Alpha expects everyone to attend, with no exceptions.
The pack forages for food, even growing their own vegetables. The pack has a couple of cows and some chickens, but I have yet to hear them, let alone see them. The pack makes its own clothes, shampoos, soap, candles, and even medicines.
She did explain how one or two pack members would run into the nearest town once a month. There they sell some of the food they’ve grown and extra clothes, soap, and such they’ve made at the market.
With the money they make, they would buy essentials that no one could live without, such as toilet paper. They pick up anything the pack might need that they can’t make or forgae themselves. Whatever money is left over goes to the Alpha, and they make a nice little profit from the market.
Iona told me about her life before this pack and how everything was very different. She said it was hard to adjust at first, but she soon learned to live without everything that makes regular packs comfortable. She was only grateful the Wild Pack had cabin homes with soft beds and blankets. She didn’t think she could live outside like rogues.
I don’t know about the other cabins, but Iona’s house had one bedroom, a bathroom, an open living room, and a kitchen.
Why do they need kitchens if they have nothing that a regular kitchen would have?
They still prepare food each day and boil water for tea or coffee. Yes, strangely, they have kettles! These people are really odd.
From what I’ve seen of the Alphas cabin, there is a bedroom, bathroom, open living room, and kitchen, like Iona’s. But there was another door just past the bathroom, but I dared not open the door. I don’t want to seem rude and route around in someone else’s home. Besides, he might have gotten angry with me, and I didn’t want that.
I make my way to the kitchen. The Alpha is sitting at a small table made for four, waiting for me. There is nothing much in this room besides a kettle on the countertop and a two-ring hob that looks like it is plugged into the wall. I guess that’s one way to cook food. There is no oven, and I wonder where he cooks anything else.
There is a small sofa in the living room area, a lone chair, and a handcrafted coffee table. There’s a fireplace with what looks like an open fire, and I wonder if it has ever been lit.
The whole cabin is clean and smells nice. That’s when I notice the candles on the coffee table and realize they must be scented. It’s incredible what these people have done with the place. It’s homey and comfortable, even if it is sparse. They live within their means, never collecting anything they can live without.
“Come take a seat,” The Alpha pushes a chair away from the table with his foot.
I swallow hard and sit beside him, pulling the chair in as I go. “Thank you.”
“I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I put out a little bit of everything.”
There is a bowl of strawberries, blueberries, and even grapes. There’s toast, eggs, bacon and sausages, tea, coffee, and even a small bowl of butter.
I am so confused right now.
How did he get all of this?
He chuckles at the expression on my face. “You’re wondering how I got all of this, aren’t you?”
I shrug. “Kind of.”
“The fruit we grow, eggs are from the chickens we raise, butter we make ourselves,” I keep my eyes on his handsome face when he speaks, just as he keeps eye contact with me. “We make our own bread, which we toast on the open fire. We get milk from the cows we keep, but we buy the bacon, sausage, tea, coffee, sugar, etc., in bulk from town. We keep the meat in cold storage at the edge of the village, just in case you were wondering about all of that.” He chuckles.
I smile because he is nothing like I imagined. He’s kind and intelligent, and he’s caring. Yes, he has a deep voice, and he is really tall and built, but there is something special about him that I can’t put my finger on.
“Help yourself, sweetheart. I’ll show you around after breakfast.”
I smile wide because I can’t help myself. He called me sweetheart, and it didn’t occur to me to mind. In fact, it made me tingle inside.
What’s up with that?
I can’t stop the thoughts swimming through my head as I eat my food. It doesn’t matter that I can’t remember who I am or where I came from. It doesn’t because all I can think about is being here with this man.
How could that be when I don’t even know his name?
Once I’ve had my fill of breakfast, which I ate a lot of, I pluck up the courage to speak to the Alpha. I want to know if he’ll allow me to stay here or if I will have to leave soon. I don’t know what I’ll do if he asks me to leave. I have nowhere to go.
“Alpha?”
“My name is Kai. You may call me by my given name, though no one else but my family does.”
I know I should ask him what I intended, but he stumped me with what he said.
“If no one else can call you by your given name, why are you allowing me to?”
“Do you not know?” I shake my head. Kai sighs. “Because you are my mate, Starr.”
I’m what now?

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