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Third Person's POV The inside of the pack house matched the outside. It was very uninviting. The place was spotless and looked unlived in.It was oddly quiet, too quiet for a pack house. The maids were easily spotted; they were wearing black-and-white outfits. Xavier and Damien were alarmed when they saw two male Omegas wearing maid dresses, but a moment later, they saw another male Omega wearing black-and-white pants and a shirt.“Are your male Omegas forced to wear those dresses, or is that a choice?” Xavier asked.“Oh no! That's their choice! Those are our fem boys, or in the bedroom, they're called sissies,” Anton said, and Mark chuckled. The Alpha bit at his thumbnail as he looked over his shoulder at the two fem boys and shook his head when he saw one bend over and expose his ass. The sound of Xavier's throat clearing had the Alpha looking forward and smiling at Xavier. “I thought he missed a spot,” Anton said, and Mark snorted. After walking to the other side of the pack ho
Third Person's POV Theo sat on the bed, hugging the pillow and fiddling with it as Xavier paced the room. Damien followed closely behind, desperately trying to talk him down. The words spilled from the Alpha's mouth as he mumbled about choking the idiot, stabbing him in his sleep, slicing his throat, and ripping his heart out. Xavier had every death possible for Anton planned out by the time he was done pacing and just needed to choose which one was the right course of action. “M-maybe he's not as bad as he seemed. I mean, he was much different once he had Ollie in his lap. Maybe he just needed a little push to get there?” Theo said, and Xavier and Damien both stopped and looked at him. The Omega plucked at the pillow harder, and Damien crumbled. He quickly moved toward his Omega and climbed into bed. “I'm sorry! I didn't mean to forget about you. I just didn't want our Alpha to do something he would regret,” Damien said, and Theo immediately shook his head. “No! He has every rig
Third Person's POVXavier, Damien, and Theo spent the week with the twins and their new mates, and at the end of the week, they knew it was time to go. Even though they didn't want to leave their sons, they knew they had to. Neither twin wanted to leave their mate, and their parents couldn't force them—not without starting a war, which would only hurt the twins. “We'll be back next weekend to check on you. I want a call at least once a day,” Xavier said as he held the twins' faces, one cheek in each hand.Xavier looked back at Anton as he spoke.“If I don't hear from my son before I go to sleep I'm showing up and knocking on your door. And I'm not referring to the front gate or the front door of this pack house. I’m referring to YOUR door! There isn't a guard here that can stop the beast inside from getting to his sons, so I don't recommend crossing me!” Xavier said sternly, and his eyes flashed brown, the color of Bear’s eyes.Driving away and leaving their sons in that pack was one
Third Person's POV Leo refused to go to Brandon's room. He didn't want to share a room with someone who accepted Anton's behavior. No amount of begging and pleading from Brandon worked. The Omega returned to the room he spent with his parents the past week. Unfortunately, once he was inside the room and all alone, it was suddenly the last place he wanted to be. It felt suffocating in there; the walls felt like they were closing in on him. He snuggled the pillows his parents slept on, but it was no good. No one was there to hold him. No one was there to tell him everything would be okay. It was empty and quiet—too quiet! When Leo couldn't handle the silence any longer, he opened his door and found Brandon sitting outside, leaning against the wall. The Beta looked up, and Leo's lip trembled. As soon as Brandon opened his arms, Leo flew into them, crashing against the Beta's chest. “Can I take you to my room?” Brandon asked, and Leo nodded against his chest. Brandon collected the Ome
Third Person's POV Ollie sat quietly in a chair while Leo and Brandon argued. If the Omega weren't so sad, he would have laughed at how nervous Brandon looked as Leo laid into him while waving the rules in his face.Brandon dropped his head and let out a breath when his mate turned away from him. Brandon wasn't sure what his brother was thinking. He didn't expect Anton to give Leo almost the same exact set of rules he gave Ollie. The only difference is that he's not asking Leo to call him Daddy, but he expects Brandon to punish him if he falls out of line.“If you don't, I will?... Who the fuck does he think he is?!” Leo yelled, repeating what Anton told Brandon when he saw the expression on his brother's face, letting him know he had no intentions of punishing Leo. Brandon had to restrain his mate to stop him from climbing over the desk to get to his brother. He was shocked at the words that flew out of his mouth. No one had ever talked to his brother like that. He thought he was g
Third Person's POV Maverick was surprised when Coal wanted to play a game of chess on Monday evening. Their game day is normally Wednesdays, and seeing as Maverick was going stir-crazy and about to lose his mind because his other half wouldn't stop crying about his “pretty little angel,” Maverick jumped at the opportunity for a distraction. Before the game even started, Maverick sensed something was wrong. The normal nonchippery Alpha was even less chippery than normal. It was like someone twisted the stick in his ass and bent it sideways. “So, are you going to tell me what's on your mind?” Maverick asked as he sat back in his chair and folded his arms over his chest. Coal blows out a breath as he sits back in his chair and drags his hand down his face. “I'm worried about my brothers.”“Which ones? Your parents popped children out like bunnies! You have a lot of Brothers,” Maverick said and Coal's face scrunched up in disgust. “The twins,” Coal said before reaching up and moving
Third Person's POV Leo wondered what this meeting with Cynthia would be like. He had a bad feeling about it. The way Anton spoke of going to see her sounded like she was going to choose a position for him without asking what he would like to do. He gave his mate and brother one last glance before entering her office. As soon as he laid eyes on her, the bad feeling only intensified. She was older, and there was nothing warm and inviting about her. She didn't even acknowledge him as he approached her desk. She continued reading something on the screen for a few moments before finally pulling her eyes away and looking at him.Her eyes moved up and down his body as if judging who he was based on his appearance. “You're Leo, right?” She asked as she looked back at her computer and clicked the mouse several times. “Yes.”“Hmmm. Are you sexual active?” She asked, and Leo's eyes widened. “Sexual active?”“Yes. Are you sexualy active? Do you like having sex with people?” “W-What? What kin
Third Person's POV Ollie had never been so terrified and humiliated in his life. It all happens so fast. He begged and pleaded, but before he knew it, his mate had him stripped naked and face down on the chair in the middle of the room. The back of the chair had been laid flat, and his chest lay flush against it. His hands were strapped to two bars below his face, and his knees rested on red padding that sat lower and off to each side, making it as if he were kneeling with his legs spread open. He lays completely exposed, with his penis and balls hanging off the table and his cheeks spread open from his position. His whole body lays on display as tears flow from his eyes. His ass cheeks sting and burn. He's not sure how many times Anton hit him with the crop. Ollie's body jerks when he feels several strands of something gliding along his body. It feels much different than the crop. It's surprisingly soothing and feels good. The little strands lightly trailed along his back, neck,
Third Person's POV Both Omegas lie in their tent with their heads hanging out so they can look up at the sky. Their arms are hooked together as they talk.The twins spent the entire day together, starting just before breakfast. They did everything from breakfast to a run through the forest in their beautiful brown bears, which are much smaller than their fathers and mates, to lunch in town at their favorite diner before visiting their friends. At first, Ollie was quiet and timid, but the longer they were together, the more the Omega relaxed. The more he relaxed, the more the old Ollie emerged. Getting the smaller Omega to begin pulling pranks didn't take much convincing. The Omegas giggled as Ivy chased them out of the pack house, where they stumbled over each other and rolled in the grass in a fit of laughter.Somewhere along the lines, Ollie began to find himself again. What happened in that room didn't leave him, but it no longer consumed his every thought, it no longer defined h
Third Person's POV EJ leaned his head back in the shower and sighed as the hot water rained down on his aching muscles. Anders kicked his ass on the training field this morning before helping him move all of his stuff to Ollie's pack. EJ didn't realize how much crap he had accumulated over the years, it was way more than he realized. He lost count of how many times he went up and down those stupid stairs, and not just at River Pack, but at his new one, too. It wouldn't have been so bad if Anders didn't wipe the field with body beforehand, not to mention the chunk his stupid bear almost took out of his ass when he tried to walk away from him. The stupid jerk laughed at him every time he saw him wince.Steam poured out of the shower as EJ stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist and then grabbing a second towel to dry his hair. EJ rubs his hand on the mirror so he can see. He looks down and sees a box filled with Ollie's stuff that he hasn't unpacked yet. The Alpha smiles and op
Third Person's POV The Omega sits in the window as meditation music plays behind him. The sun warms his pale skin that is only covered in a large oversized white t-shirt and black shorts. His bare feet are tucked under one of the cushions and pressed against the cool wood below it. His arms are wrapped tightly around his legs, and his cheek rests against his knees. He stares outside, watching people go in and out of the woods. He can tell which ones have recently shifted; their hair is a mess, and they're either wearing shorts or sweatpants. Every now and then, he hears the howl of a wolf running free in the woods. He closes his eyes and pictures his own wolf. His eyes sting and burn as they fill with tears, rolling down his face as he pictures his beautiful fur. “Spirit,” He whispers as he pictures his wolf's beautiful white fur and bright blue eyes. He searches the depths of his head, as deep as he can. He looks into every dark place but comes up empty. The Omega buries his face
Third Person's POV “What?” Vanessa said as she held her hands out, palms facing up, gesturing “what” with her hands. Ryder blew out of breath as he shook his head, his attention going to his daughter as she scrambled to her feet.Azalea feels the heat in her face as she frantically straightens her clothes. She looks to her right and is shocked to see Maverick standing so calmly and casually, not bothered in the least bit that her father caught them in such a heated moment.Azalea clears her throat as she steps forward, approaching her father. “Uh, hi! I wasn't expecting you home so soon,” Azalea said, brushing her bangs to the side to get a better look at the lady standing beside her father. Ryder glances between Maverick and his daughter before giving up, pushing a breath out. His shoulder slumps as he shakes his head. Vanessa bites her cheek to stop herself from laughing. She taps the stressed Beta's shoulder as she steps in front of him. “Hi, sweetheart. You must be Azalea,” V
Third Person's POV Vanessa felt awkward sitting in the car with Ryder. It was a long drive and the longest silence between the two without sex. She tried to play it cool, but every time she glanced his way, her heart skipped when she saw he was looking at her. “You're driving me crazy! Say something, or do something!” Vanessa finally said, pressing her left hand against her forehead.Ryder chuckled and grabbed her hand, brought it to his mouth, and kissed her hand. Her stomach fluttered, and she swooned. It was a small gesture, but it was sweet. When he kissed her fingers, she was ready to throw herself out of the car. She thought a quick death would be easier than dying from the shock of how sweet this man could be. Where did he come from? ‘Who is this man sitting next to me?’ She wondered and again gripped the handle of the door. Ryder raised an eyebrow, and she raised one back. “Planning on going somewhere?” The cocky Wolf asked, and she rolled her eyes as she blew out a breath.
Third Person's POV Ryder's chest ached, and his breaths were rapid. He ducked into the alley, and once he was deep enough into the darkness and away from people, he stopped and leaned against the building. “Fuck!” Ryder yelled as he gripped his hair and tugged on it. A flash of light directly in front of Ryder startled him. He grabbed his chest and exhaled in relief when he saw it was just Lucian. “Goddess, you scared me!”Lucian stood still for a moment, a sad expression resting on his face. After a moment, he moved forward and placed his hand on Ryder's arm. Lucian then reached up and touched the mark on the Beta's neck.“This isn't a temporary mark… This is a mating mark. Vanessa is a gift to you from Angelica,” Lucian said as he dropped his hand. Ryder's eyes widened, and his mouth hung open.“No! That isn't possible! Angelica would never do that!“She did, son. She didn't want you to live alone for the rest of your life. She knows you're grieving. She knows you're hurting. Sh
Third Person's POV “Hey, beautiful…” Vanessa sits on the fluffy rug next to her bed. She wears light pink boy short underwear and a white tank top. Her knees are pulled up to her chest, and her arms are wrapped around her legs. Everything that happened this miserable night plays over and over in her head. She thought it would be easy to look at another man and desire them, but it wasn't. Not a single man she looked at was appealing. She tried to convince herself she would, at the very least, take Alex home tonight. She always thought he was gorgeous and loved his muscles. She loved watching him fight for the dominant position, but she loved watching him lose even more. Now, even Alex was doing nothing for her. Just the thought of doing something with any of the men there, even drinking their blood, turned her stomach and made Vanessa nauseous. The Beta consumed her every thought as she made drink after drink. She wasn't sure whether she felt bad or angry with the human that grabbe
Third Person's POV Maverick sighed and rolled onto his back, folding his hands under his head as he looked at the ceiling. “Shade wants his pretty little angel!” his beast said. “I know, so do I,” Maverick replied.Both were struggling to fall asleep. Having a taste of happiness was making it impossible to fall asleep without her. His beast was urging him to sneak in through the shadows for a quick peek at their little angel, but Maverick shot that down.When Maverick closes his eyes, he sees her beautiful smile and feels her lips against his. He groans and squeezes his eyes closed tighter, trying to force the images away. Maverick flinches when a body suddenly appears next to him. Her head is propped up on her right hand, and her left-hand rests against his chest. “Shit, little angel, you scared the crap out of me!” Maverick said as he wrapped his arms around her.Azalea giggled as she leaned forward and kissed his cheek. “I couldn't sleep. I needed to see you,” Azalea said as s
Third Person's POV Ryder came out of his bathroom and froze when he saw Vanessa lying on his bed. “What are you doing here?” Ryder asked angrily. “I needed to see you. You won't reply to any of my messages or phone calls. Why?”“Because we don't need to see or talk to each other! What we're feeling is temporary,” Ryder said as he turned away from her and walked to his dresser.“It doesn't seem like you're feeling shit!” Vanessa said angrily as she stood. “The stupid thing on my neck has me thinking about you 24/7! I can't even get away from you in my fucking dreams, but you're walking around here as if nothing's wrong! How are you so unbothered, but I'm not? Why do you consume my every thought, but you don't think about me at all? Why do I feel the need to be near you, but you can't stand being in my presence?” Vanessa said angrily, her voice trembling near the end.“I do think about you. I just keep it hidden,” Ryder said, pausing with his hand on the dresser. He slowly blinks and