I went to the troll move with my kids. in 4d. the chairs moved and everything. it was really odd hahaha. I'm not sure if chapter 84 is back yet. But once it is, I'll let you know. You can delete the book and re-add it, to get the chapter back. no more mentioning that stuff again lol. If you do want to find out, check my bio. What do you think of Emmy's pov?
Isaac’s pov ‘Your mate is lying.’ Grandpa Os said. ‘She is clearly nervous.’ Of course, Emmy was lying. I had no clue what was true or what wasn’t. Had she ever been truthful with me? Perhaps the only time I really saw her true self was when she realized I was her mate. That reaction of shock was the only emotion I had seen from her that I knew was truthful. ‘She lies a lot. I never know what's real or not.’ I told my grandpa. ‘Maybe worry less about what’s true and not, but more about why she feels the need to lie.’ Grandpa replied. My grandpa's words made me think. Why did Emmy feel the need to be perfect and lie, even in circumstances like this? We wouldn’t judge her if she told us she was a bit nervous. Was this something she had picked up when she came to the Winter Bone Pack, or was she taught to pretend to be perfect by her parents? Had Emmy ever been allowed to express her feelings? After I told Emmy I was glad to be spending some time with her, she rested her head agai
Emmy’s povIsaac held my hand on the plane, and despite having little experience holding someone's hand, it calmed my nerves a bit.I knew I would be scared walking back into the packhouse, but I didn’t realize how petrified I was until I was led down the corridor to my old room.Did the staff give me this room on purpose, knowing it was my old room? Did they hate me this much?I stood frozen, staring at my old door. The imprint where the alpha had pushed my head against the wooden door was still there.It was impossible for me to move; the sounds around me were disappearing, and I was left with my memories.I didn’t even realize I was moving until we passed a door with claw marks in the frame.“Emmy?” Isaac’s faint voice said in the distance, but I was unable to register what was happening around me.The alpha must be near here. He will get so angry if I wander through the packhouse. He hates it when I disobey him. I need to be an obedient and submissive mate. I need to be of service.
You get a free chapter, because I messed up and somehow uploaded the chapter twice. I pressed published, but the chapter was still in my drafts, so i figured it didn't upload yet. anyway..... Can you also let me know if you've read chapter 84? Otherwise I'll add it as a free chapter as well. Hopefully my editor will respond quickly and will remove the chapter and unblock chapter 84. Isaac’s pov As much as I was adamant on getting Emmy to realize her pleasure would come first, it didn’t mean that I wasn’t affected when she touched me. I felt on the verge of exploding in my pants, and I needed a release, especially after smelling Emmy’s arousal. She might not realize it, but she was feeling the effects of the mate bond. Apparently my words did something my hands had not been able to do yet; they actually turned her on. I went inside the shower, grabbing my hard dick with my hand and closing my eyes. I imagined eating my mate out, making her moan my name, and for a second, I swear,
Chapter 84. You can skip this if you've already read it. It's free, because chapter 84 is still blocked. Hope my editor will fix it soon. I can't delete or edit anything without her review. Argo’s pov Dinner was fucking great, but all I could think of was that little apron. I knew Mila would rock that fucking look, and I was going to rock her fucking world. ‘Stop being so damn horny,’ Mila scolded me using our mindlink. ‘We’re eating!’ I smirked, seeing the faint blush on her cheek. Whatever I was feeling, she was feeling too, and I could already smell her arousal in the air. But not to embarrass my mate further, I decided to focus on my brother, who was seated next to me. “Stark is really fucking excited to see his brother.” I told Airk. “We could leave early and let them run? Just the two of us.” Airk suggested, and I loved that even now that he was marked, he still made time for me. It wasn't like I hadn't made time for him, but things were different now. Airk was just mark
Emmy’s pov Goddess, is this how it is supposed to feel? I didn’t have time to think about it because I was near my fifth orgasm. Isaac had gone from touching me with his hands to touching me with his tongue, which felt even better. I always thought men hated to do it, but Isaac seemed to love it. The first time his tongue gave me an orgasm, he smiled so brightly, looking up at me with his face covered in my juices. I felt horrified to see that I had made his face dirty, but he seemed so happy. I didn’t know Isaac as well as I should, but I knew he didn’t lie to me. His tongue was lapping at my core, and he mindlinked me, asking me another question. While it was hard for me to answer truthfully, I did appreciate the effort Isaac went through to make sure I liked something. ‘Can I insert a finger?’ he asked. He didn’t stop licking me, but a finger was waiting at my entrance. The moment I thought about something entering me, I froze. ‘Sure.’ ‘Em….’ ‘Maybe another time?’ I careful
Emmy’s povIsaac seemed unsure, but I needed to do my part and help the Iron River pack. They could have seen me as a traitor and killed me along with Alpha Jace, but they did the opposite.They had allowed me to join their pack and accepted me as the mate of Isaac, despite my past. Nobody had made me feel like I was bad for what I'd done.‘Except you,’ Meave said.Because it was bad what I had done. The thought alone made me shudder. It was horrible. Maybe if I behaved and was the best mate for Isaac, he and the rest would forgive me.Isaac strokes some hair out of my face and behind my ear, “I won’t leave your side unless you tell me to leave.”I frowned, “I would never tell you to leave.““Because you like being near me or because you don’t think you’re allowed to tell me to do anything?"“Both,” I admitted.“Well, you are allowed, but I like being near you too.”He was so sweet. Isaac had been this nice to me from the start, but Alpha Jace had been nice too, especially when there w
Isaac’s pov What had started awkward turned into a beautiful day. I had made Emmy cum multiple times, and it felt like we were really moving forward. She said she liked me, and while it doesn’t sound like much. To me, it meant everything. It was like we were starting over. Just to random people that happened to be mates that were getting to know each other. I knew Lena meant well, but her words set Emmy off, but at least she was allowing herself to feel them. For a while, until the mask went back up and “everything was fine.” None of this was fine. How I wish I could see inside Emmy’s head and be there to counter all her negative thoughts. ‘Then mark her.’ Linus said, but after what Emmy went through, marking should be her choice. We walked towards my grandparents office together, and I felt Emmy tense. Everything here was a trigger for her, and I wish we would have never come here. ‘But if we didn't, she would still be living with your mothers, and you’d be in the packhouse, mi
Airk’s pov Argo had told me he spoke to Isaac yesterday, and it reminded me how much I had been focused on my own small circle of people. Brax and Argo were the only people I really let in and trusted. Even Elora and Mila I kept at a safe distance. It wasn’t so much by choice as by necessity. I didn’t have the energy to spend on others. Brax and Argo were both so familiar to me that it was easy to be around them. But even with them, I held some of my feelings in. It was scary to fully love someone when someone who was meant to be my one true love had hurt me so badly. But now that Brax and I were marked and I had forgiven Jace, I felt like I had more room in my mind for others. ‘You know we’re not totally fixed, right?’ Kael said inside my head. Of course, I knew we weren’t fixed. I still had things that triggered me; I could still get very angry or scared. I still had nightmares and flashbacks. But now, I had Brax, my big teddy bear, to help me relax. ‘And he’s so good at it,’
Hi!it seems I wasn't very clear. but the chapter from Storm’s pov is actually the end of the Stolen Alpha. So it's not something I can change. I simply forgot about it and I started writing the first draft of Nivia's story and went to read the end to make sure it matched whatever I wrote last year.hope this clarifies things.and yes, Kyra was alive in the chapter. but since Eli named his daughter Kyra, we can pretend its her and not reveal that I sometimes forget my own story......anyway once again thank you for your support. I first need to finish the Luna prophecy before I start on Nivia's story, whatever that may be
- - Five years after chapter 119. -- Argo’s pov Airk slapped my thigh a lot, fucking harder than was necessary. He knew I had been training a lot, and my muscles were still sore from sparring against his mate. Everyone might assume he’s a fragile little luna, but that man works out daily, and he is very fucking protective of Brax. “So, you almost beat him this time.” Airk said, and I wasn’t sure if he was complimenting me or threatening me. “It’s my goal, you know. He is the only one left to beat.” I joked. “You didn’t beat me.” Airk replied, raising his eyebrow. “I beat you when we were fucking fifteen! How could you forget?” As a kid, I’ve beaten him countless times, but I didn’t want to rub it in too fucking much. Mila entered the room, looking like the most beautiful duck as she waddled towards us. I would never call her that to her face, though; my sunshine had turned into quite a monster this pregnancy. She’d fucking rip my balls off if I called her a duck. "Hi, beautifu
So... I thought of a story line for Nivia and started writing the chapter, but then I remembered I actually already wrote a chapter about Nivia (Aeryn's daughter) at the end of the Stolen Alpha. I'll post it here as well, so you don't have to go looking. It's free; don't worry. But in the story, I reveal that Osiris is in his 70s. I did the math, and since Osiris was 28? I think when he became a dad for the first time, Asher was 20 and Aeryn was 18. Once Nivia is 18, Osiris should be... 84. Which in werewolf years isn't that old. I thought he was about 100 now, but I forgot they all had kids a lot younger than humans. So he's safe for now :D But I have three options for Nivia and haven't really settled on one yet. But for most of them, she will go to a special academy for werewolves that they started a few years ago to make sure future alphas and betas won't make the same mistakes. It is something Asher started to make future leaders see they have more in common than they realize.
Osiris’ pov ‘Are you happy?’ Santos asked as I watched all the kids play together. ‘You can literally feel what I feel and hear my thoughts….’ I countered, annoyed with the old wolf. ‘If you consider that you got me when you were eighteen, I’m actually younger than you.’ Santos replied, waging his tale in my mind playfully. In my mind, he was still the same as always, but in reality, like me, he needed assistance. He couldn't walk properly without the help of prostethics. If I could have gone back in time and changed things, I wouldn’t have changed this. I would have made sure Riker was still alive, but then his mate Mia wouldn’t have found her second mate. Maybe I would have saved Kyra or any of the other wolves who have passed over the years, but who knows the ripple effect of that change? ‘You’ve watched The Butterfly Effect too many times.’ Santos said, making me laugh. I've only watched that movie once, but I knew that if I went back in time to change things, life wouldn't
Isaac’s pov Time has flown by. Way too fast. As I’m sitting here, holding my son and seeing my mate after giving birth to another couple's baby, I just can’t believe we’re here. It feels like just yesterday that everyone went home, and Emmy and I were left running the Winter Bone pack. Thankfully, my mom, Sierra, stayed behind to help. As a former beta, she stepped up and knew exactly what to do. She had basically run the pack with my grandpa when my uncle left to find his daughters. My other mom, Kate, was busy trying to find ways to help my grandparents. While I knew Sierra was here to help me, she was also here because Kate could get a little obsessed when she’s working on something. My mom hardly sleeps when she’s in the zone, and she doesn’t stop until it’s finished. Sierra would only be in the way. But now that I have a child of my own, I wonder if mom didn’t also stay behind because she had just seen me hurt badly. Being hurt in battle was the first time I had ever been
Brax’s pov “So, what made you change your mind?” My sister asked, slowly sitting down. It was getting harder for her to walk, sit down, or get up without the help of Argo or someone else. “I don’t think I really changed my mind; it was just..." Before I could finish, Mila started to laugh. “You did a 180. When Airk came home after the bonfire, it was clear you did not want a child this way.” I shook my head, chuckling along. “It wasn’t that. It felt weird to have a timeframe in which Airk and I could start a family.” “Nobody said anything about when you were supposed to have a child," Mila argued. “Didn’t they? Emmy wanted kids with Isaac, but not before helping us. So that meant putting things on hold. And Elora has her own army of pups she wants to push out, so we needed to do the egg extraction at the right time between pregnancies.” Mila giggled. “They don’t have that many kids. Mom has more.” “Mom didn’t have a choice but to keep having kids.” Mila took a deep breath. “We
Airk’s pov “It was so fucking gross.” Argo said, making the same face he made when mom put Brussels sprouts on the table when we were young. “He just ripped his whole fucking face off!” Dad sighed, “I didn’t rip his whole face off. I merely stuck my claws into his face and pulled. I’m not sure what actually came off. Maybe it was just his nose or a piece of his mouth.” Mom gagged, she was in dad's lap around the fire. “You’re not making it sound any better, Ash.” “Speaking of gross-looking things, how is grandpa Os?” Argo asked mom. Dad, Aunt Kat, and more people growled, and Argo threw his hands up in the air. “I was the fucking one that had to carry him like a baby, feeling his melting flesh against my hands. Besides, it’s how we deal with painful things, right, mom?” Mom gave Argo a wink, but then sounded very stern. “Maybe be a bit more tactful next time, Argo. You know how fucking important Os is to people.” “Fine,” Argo scoffed. “How is the fucker?” “He and Mom are doing
Asher’s pov “What the fuck happened?” Storm asked when I came close. He was surrounded by dead bodies and covered in blood. I was still holding on to Argo, who was barely able to walk. Yeah, what did happen? It was hard for me to remember everything. “Alpha Scott had silver nails laced with wolfsbane; he fought with Argo. We need to get out of here.” Storm shook his head, “no, offense, but we’re not going anywhere until you, your son, and I get some bandages or something. Because we’re in no fucking shape to take on any more people.” “Speak for yourself,” I replied jokingly. I stared at Storm’s body; his body was more red than his skin color. Storm smirked at me, “it’s mostly not my blood. But I did get shot, um, twice. So that fucking sucks.” I looked over at my son, who was having a hard time keeping his eyes open. Storm was right. We needed to stop the bleeding and rest before we left. We were sitting ducks here, but I did just kill the Alpha of this pack. So the remaini
Argo’s pov “It’s going to be fucking fine,” Storm suddenly said, startling me. We had been silently trying to track Dad for hours, focusing on all our senses. We weren’t running in wolf shape because some of our travels went through human territory. Also, we couldn’t fucking communicate if we were in our wolf form, since we didn’t belong to the same pack anymore. “I didn’t say a fucking word…” I countered, looking at him with my eyebrow raised. “Your face is telling me enough, little fuckhead.” I scoffed, “well, big fuckhead, I am fine. And dad will be fine too. Unless you’re worried?” Storm shook his head, “Asher can handle anything.” I liked Storm. And not just because he curses a whole fucking lot. He’s good to my sisters, and he’s like a third son to my parents. And he’s given my parents their first grandkids, which puts some pressure on the rest of us. But I knew he was just as worried as I was. Storm was really fucking close to my dad. Like surrogate dad, close. Fucker