My Stepson, My MateShort Dramas

My Stepson, My Mate

7.6
He hated my gut! I detested his arrogance! I was supposed to be his ex-stepmother,but I hated pack politics and returned to the human community after Alpha Holt's death. I was forced back to heal the wounds of the one that hated me the most, my stepson Adrian. To the world he was the famous NHL golden boy of hockey and to the Frostfang pack, their feared Alpha. But the moon goddess had another plan. On the night he was crowned as Alpha, his father's mark faded from my neck and Adrian's mate bond burnt harshly on my skin. But fate wasn't done yet. We were expected to team up to fight a common foe when we could barely stand each other. Was our fate strong enough to overcome physical hatred?

My Stepson, My Mate Chapter 1

Selena's POV "Fuck!" This was clearly the most embarrassing thing that could ever happen to a thorough woman as I am. I picked up my broken heel and galloped back into my apartment. Thankfully I still have a pair of the Steve Madden shoes Alpha Holt bought me on my birthday. It fits perfectly with my dress but was it advisable to wear it today? I cleared all my internal strife "it was a gift for me, it didn't matter how it came to be!" I hastily put on my shoe, as Cinderella, I rushed out of the house, not because I was meeting a prince but because I was behind schedule to meet someone that hates my gut. A few minutes later, my car came to an abrupt stop in the hockey arena driveway. I brought out my first aid kit and made for the pitch. I hadn't reached the stairs when someone called out to me. "Doctor Ward! You are behind schedule, the match started ages ago." I scoffed inwardly at that! Jack was a master of sarcasm. I apologized to my colleague and we made for the stairway. The pitch was already filled up and we struggled to get ourselves seats close to the playing ground. "I will introduce you to the team after the game is over, just watch on and enjoy for now." Jack said with a huge smile on his wrinkled face. "Enjoy?" I thought dejected and scoffed. The more I heard the cheerleader scream "Frost fang wolves" the more my heartbeat thumped louder in my chest. I thought I had escaped this prison only to walk right into it. Unfortunately, my human boss knew about my real plight yet he assigned me here. "Sorry about your controversy Miss Ward but you are the only capable one for this job. Moreover you left your career for quite awhile so you either take this offer or kiss your job goodbye." I remembered vividly the bitterness I felt after hearing that but here I am, taking the job. "You see the starboy over there! He is the real deal, I was told you knew him." Jack said happily. I just looked at him, my eyes traced his finger to the pitch ground and it rests on a player. A face I dared not forget! " Indeed!" I thought miserably. I could swear his eyes met mine that instant, I looked away quickly, A few months earlier, I was widowed. My aged husband Alpha Holt died. To my advantage I was finally free from the shackles of my contract marriage to him. The crap about being a Luna of a pack, it doesn't interest my humanity. I overlooked the selfishness of my wolf and followed my human instincts. I dropped my title as the Luna of Frostfang pack and retained my initial interest, a human surgeon. "Another goal for the Frostfang team." A commentator shouted and I heard deafening applause from the crowd. "Adrian! Adrian! Adrian." The cheerleaders kept shouting happily bouncing around their tight butt. It was torturous for me! "I tell you Miss Ward! This one is going to get us through to the world championship." Jack said excitedly. I didn't respond, I just nodded affirmatively while fiddling with my first aid box." I was getting bored, not of the game but Jack's fucking mouth odor that kept haunting my sense of smell. Suddenly, a familiar smell landed on my nostrils, before the commentator could call it out, I knew what I smelt, blood! Adrian Holt's blood. "Star player Adrian is injured, oh my God!" The commentator shouted and an uproar erupted among the cheerleaders. "Now is your time doctor Ward." Jake called out. I sprang into action immediately. I walked out with Jack as the paramedics wheeled Adrian out of the pitch. I followed Jack's movement and when we got there, blood was gushing out of Adrian's open wound. "You! What are you doing here?" Adrian shouted angrily at me. Arrogant as ever! "Mr Holt, this is Miss Selena Ward, the new doctor for the Frostfang pack." Jack announced carefully. "Never! I can never allow her filthy hands on me or any of my teammates!" Adrian barked the word at Jack who drew back frightened. I just stood there and watched his eyes contorted with so much hate that he had for me. Adrian Holt- my stepson! "You are losing so much blood Alpha Holt." One of the other players, a pack member said. Adrian turned to face him. His eyes turned dark blue. I knew his wolf was about to surface and he was about to transfer the aggression on his pack member. If he wolfed out in front of a human, he would be breaking an oath of secrecy every werewolf had taken. I couldn't allow that! I was his mother at a time. I went down on my knees and dragged open the first aid kit. I wasn't going to be nice so I dragged his leg towards myself. He had lost so much blood that his arrogance wouldn't save him from losing consciousness if he lost a little more. "What the fuck do you think you are doing? Let go of me! I made myself clear enough that I don't want to see you in my face!" "You can only punish me if you are alive. Sit still idiot!" I responded angrily as I wrenched his legs together and started cleaning up the blood. "Idiot?" He whispered in surprise and scoffed. Jack cleared his throat "I...I think I should leave now." He was trembling! He was afraid as he should be. I knew he must have heard the controversy, everyone had heard it. The gold digger Selena Ward, a thirty year old surgeon that married a powerful man twice her age. He had died of a heart attack right in her arms and she could not save him. The rumor had been that detailed. But i couldn't let another part pile up to it And she watched his only son Adrian Holt die on the pitch so as to inherit their wealth. The werewolf clans might add To lead the Frostfang pack. "I have to save you Adrian." Adrian stared at my eyes, he looked to have calmed down a little but when his eyes travelled down to my legs. He jolted up from the bed and pushed me aside, the methylated spirit that I held poured all over my dress. "Get out of my life Selena Ward or the next time you show your ugly ass face to me, I will make you regret it....mother!" "Even if leaving costs me my job?" I said angrily. I was shivering from the cold liquid that had penetrated my body. "Even if it costs you your life, Sel!"
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