Phoenix’ POV The fact that Amarragh, a man we have all known since childhood, is a vampire... an actual vampire... like from books and movies vampire... blows my god damned mind. Anyone would think I should have developed some kind of immunity to this shit by now.And... to top that off, Rose has just made everyone aware of the fact that she can see the past, or read minds, or some shit like that. Oh, and not forgetting that there is a long list in Gwynn’s book of powers she could possibly have. Not least amongst them.. something to do with fire. Amarragh sure seems to know a hell of a lot about witches. Actually, he seems to know too fucking much about the Llewellyns specifically. Did he know Gwynn? “How the fuck do you know anything about Gwynn and her ‘gifts’ or whatever the hell you call them? Just who or what, exactly are you?” Augustus still sits just beneath my skin, and the fact that this fucker, regardless of how many times over I owe him my life, knows anything about Ro
Rose’s POV Phoenix leaves the link between him, the guys and myself open whilst Amarragh sits opposite Phoenix and I waiting to see if the men he has known, and lied to, for almost their whole live, are going to give him the chance to tell his story.‘There is something about him that I can’t put my finger on.’ I tell Phoenix, but everyone looks at me, and Jackson nods discreetly. He is Amarragh’s biggest fan from what I can gather, and this is likely to hit him the hardest.‘We have never been able to really figure him out. He is the best at what he does, that’s why he’s here, and I have learned a lot from him over the years... but... this. How could we have been so blind? I always thought perhaps he was some kind of wolf. There is a bond between us, so that is what made sense. I suppose now it makes sense why he never shifted.’ Jackson is struggling with this revelation as much as Phoenix but for different reasons entirely.“When I was born, the world was different. Disease was ri
Phoenix’ POV “What did they want?” I ask as I lower my head and take a deep, calming breath of Rose’s sweet scent. She has such a calming effect on me, and my addiction to her grows more and more with every passing day. Sometimes, I wonder if I should be worried. I love her so completely, I would raze the earth to the ground for her. Of course, she would never ask such a thing, and that only makes me adore her even more. Augustus rumbles in appreciation. His head is still firmly back in bed now that he trusts Amarragh and his promise that he is no threat to our mate. My old friend only seems curious and perhaps impressed by her lineage, but that doesn’t do much to put my possessive nature at ease. In fact, Augustus doesn’t seem surprised in the slightest by Amarragh’s secret. All I felt from his little outburst was that he didn’t care for the vampire’s wandering eyes. It wouldn't surprise me to discover that my beast already knew Amarragh’s secret, or at least suspected what he w
Rose’s POV I’m right. I can tell by the look of shock on his face. I still think there is something else, something more that he doesn’t want to share yet. I can feel it in the marrow of my bones. There is something much, much deeper than shared trauma and war stories that ties him to the guys. “You have your mother’s intuition you know, and Gwynn’s fire. It looks like you have Sage’s foresight too.” Amarragh runs his tongue over his teeth, stopping at his sharp canine and pressing the soft flesh against it. A single drop of blood drips onto his lip, and the small puncture heals instantly.‘Do wolves heal like that?’ I ask over the link.‘Not that quickly.’ Braydon answers, taking a sip of his drink. All the guys have sat in stunned silence as Amarragh tells us about his family, and apparently mine too.“Who is Sage?” I’ve never heard that name before, but the way he says it makes a warm sensation trickle down my spine.Amarragh reaches across the table to the open book and points t
Phoenix’ POVRose’s words echo in my head and Amarragh’s face pales. Our bond? Amarragh is like the unruly step brother of our group, but I always assumed that was because of the shit we constantly got into and out of together. Apparently that it not the case.“My bond with Alpha Team was forged in fire and blood. It isn’t what anyone could call a traditional or natural bond, but it is strong none the less. You are right Rose, and I had hoped to never have to speak about this for fear of gross misunderstanding, especially given what everyone here has just learned about my father and grandfather, but alas, secrets will out.” Amarragh confirms Rose’s accusation that there is more to it.“What do you mean old friend?” Jackson’s voice breaks as he looks at the vampire. The two of them have the closest relationship out of everyone at this table, and if we have been betrayed, he will feel it the worst.“I mean, the fires of war and all that we have survived together strengthened a bond that
Rose’s POVAgain, Amarragh has taken a side track in his explanation. This is all far more complicated and deeper than I had ever expected. Hearing one of the most hated names in history only makes me realise how messed up this is. The second world war was almost ninety years ago and still that name is renowned as pure evil.“What did he hold over you Amarragh? And what does that have to do with your bond to the guys?” I know this has got to be leading somewhere but I am anxious to get answers. Phoenix feels numb with shock, and I can’t say that is making me feel at ease. Shock isn’t in his nature, or his beast’s.“My blood was one of the main components of the gene therapies they engineered. Their knowledge of its regenerative effects and the control it would give them of their creations, was my undoing. If I had not stayed to maintain some control, the fallout would have been catastrophic. Mengele would give himself infusions of my blood, making himself almost immortal as far as he
Phoenix’ POV“It’s been a long night, and this storm doesn’t look like it’s going to let up any. Let’s baton down the hatches and get some sleep. I think we all have a lot to process.” I‘m done with this for now, I can’t take any more in. I move my hand a little higher on Rose’s thigh, letting her know exactly what is on my mind right now.With all that’s going on, I just want to lose myself in her for a bit and put tonight to the back of my mind.Ranger, Ryder and Braydon all seem to agree and push their chairs back as they stand from the table.“I’ll join you shortly. I need to have a word with Amarragh.” Jackson still looks like his whole world has come crumbling down around his ears as he gives Amarragh a sideways look that asks him not to leave yet.I can’t even begin to imagine what is going through his head right now. The two of them have always been the closest and I imagine he is wondering if it was all real or just the bond that we now know is more than what we thought.“Com
Phoenix’ POVI could almost feel the sweat beading on my brow and running down my nose before dripping onto her perfectly pale skin, as if it’s really happening. Her chest moving rapidly, her tight nipples grazing my pecks and her otherworldly sapphire eyes gazing up at me. Her breaths are deep and gasping as a dive into her warm, velvety depths, sinking deeper and deeper with every thrust but never feeling like I truly own her, not on the level my soul cries out for. I need to own her completely, she is mine.I push myself harder, my toes digging into the mattress, my hands wrapped in her silky auburn hair as I try to anchor myself and keep her here, under me, right where she belongs, but I know I’m chasing an end that will never come. Even in my dreams, I can’t have her. My Rose, my little flower, she is far too precious to be tainted by the likes of me, I’m a monster.It’s the fifth time in as many days, that I have woken up with a stiff cock and sinking feeling deep in my gut that
Phoenix’ POV“It’s been a long night, and this storm doesn’t look like it’s going to let up any. Let’s baton down the hatches and get some sleep. I think we all have a lot to process.” I‘m done with this for now, I can’t take any more in. I move my hand a little higher on Rose’s thigh, letting her know exactly what is on my mind right now.With all that’s going on, I just want to lose myself in her for a bit and put tonight to the back of my mind.Ranger, Ryder and Braydon all seem to agree and push their chairs back as they stand from the table.“I’ll join you shortly. I need to have a word with Amarragh.” Jackson still looks like his whole world has come crumbling down around his ears as he gives Amarragh a sideways look that asks him not to leave yet.I can’t even begin to imagine what is going through his head right now. The two of them have always been the closest and I imagine he is wondering if it was all real or just the bond that we now know is more than what we thought.“Com
Rose’s POVAgain, Amarragh has taken a side track in his explanation. This is all far more complicated and deeper than I had ever expected. Hearing one of the most hated names in history only makes me realise how messed up this is. The second world war was almost ninety years ago and still that name is renowned as pure evil.“What did he hold over you Amarragh? And what does that have to do with your bond to the guys?” I know this has got to be leading somewhere but I am anxious to get answers. Phoenix feels numb with shock, and I can’t say that is making me feel at ease. Shock isn’t in his nature, or his beast’s.“My blood was one of the main components of the gene therapies they engineered. Their knowledge of its regenerative effects and the control it would give them of their creations, was my undoing. If I had not stayed to maintain some control, the fallout would have been catastrophic. Mengele would give himself infusions of my blood, making himself almost immortal as far as he
Phoenix’ POVRose’s words echo in my head and Amarragh’s face pales. Our bond? Amarragh is like the unruly step brother of our group, but I always assumed that was because of the shit we constantly got into and out of together. Apparently that it not the case.“My bond with Alpha Team was forged in fire and blood. It isn’t what anyone could call a traditional or natural bond, but it is strong none the less. You are right Rose, and I had hoped to never have to speak about this for fear of gross misunderstanding, especially given what everyone here has just learned about my father and grandfather, but alas, secrets will out.” Amarragh confirms Rose’s accusation that there is more to it.“What do you mean old friend?” Jackson’s voice breaks as he looks at the vampire. The two of them have the closest relationship out of everyone at this table, and if we have been betrayed, he will feel it the worst.“I mean, the fires of war and all that we have survived together strengthened a bond that
Rose’s POV I’m right. I can tell by the look of shock on his face. I still think there is something else, something more that he doesn’t want to share yet. I can feel it in the marrow of my bones. There is something much, much deeper than shared trauma and war stories that ties him to the guys. “You have your mother’s intuition you know, and Gwynn’s fire. It looks like you have Sage’s foresight too.” Amarragh runs his tongue over his teeth, stopping at his sharp canine and pressing the soft flesh against it. A single drop of blood drips onto his lip, and the small puncture heals instantly.‘Do wolves heal like that?’ I ask over the link.‘Not that quickly.’ Braydon answers, taking a sip of his drink. All the guys have sat in stunned silence as Amarragh tells us about his family, and apparently mine too.“Who is Sage?” I’ve never heard that name before, but the way he says it makes a warm sensation trickle down my spine.Amarragh reaches across the table to the open book and points t
Phoenix’ POV “What did they want?” I ask as I lower my head and take a deep, calming breath of Rose’s sweet scent. She has such a calming effect on me, and my addiction to her grows more and more with every passing day. Sometimes, I wonder if I should be worried. I love her so completely, I would raze the earth to the ground for her. Of course, she would never ask such a thing, and that only makes me adore her even more. Augustus rumbles in appreciation. His head is still firmly back in bed now that he trusts Amarragh and his promise that he is no threat to our mate. My old friend only seems curious and perhaps impressed by her lineage, but that doesn’t do much to put my possessive nature at ease. In fact, Augustus doesn’t seem surprised in the slightest by Amarragh’s secret. All I felt from his little outburst was that he didn’t care for the vampire’s wandering eyes. It wouldn't surprise me to discover that my beast already knew Amarragh’s secret, or at least suspected what he w
Rose’s POV Phoenix leaves the link between him, the guys and myself open whilst Amarragh sits opposite Phoenix and I waiting to see if the men he has known, and lied to, for almost their whole live, are going to give him the chance to tell his story.‘There is something about him that I can’t put my finger on.’ I tell Phoenix, but everyone looks at me, and Jackson nods discreetly. He is Amarragh’s biggest fan from what I can gather, and this is likely to hit him the hardest.‘We have never been able to really figure him out. He is the best at what he does, that’s why he’s here, and I have learned a lot from him over the years... but... this. How could we have been so blind? I always thought perhaps he was some kind of wolf. There is a bond between us, so that is what made sense. I suppose now it makes sense why he never shifted.’ Jackson is struggling with this revelation as much as Phoenix but for different reasons entirely.“When I was born, the world was different. Disease was ri
Phoenix’ POV The fact that Amarragh, a man we have all known since childhood, is a vampire... an actual vampire... like from books and movies vampire... blows my god damned mind. Anyone would think I should have developed some kind of immunity to this shit by now.And... to top that off, Rose has just made everyone aware of the fact that she can see the past, or read minds, or some shit like that. Oh, and not forgetting that there is a long list in Gwynn’s book of powers she could possibly have. Not least amongst them.. something to do with fire. Amarragh sure seems to know a hell of a lot about witches. Actually, he seems to know too fucking much about the Llewellyns specifically. Did he know Gwynn? “How the fuck do you know anything about Gwynn and her ‘gifts’ or whatever the hell you call them? Just who or what, exactly are you?” Augustus still sits just beneath my skin, and the fact that this fucker, regardless of how many times over I owe him my life, knows anything about Ro
Rose’s POV The guys are going to flip if what Willow and I suspect is true. I know we are right about him. As unreal as it seems, with all we have learned about werewolves and witches, it is not beyond the realms of possibility.Amarragh turns an impressive shade of deep beet red as he chokes on his own spit when Jackson asks about the other races, which only further reassures me that we are right about him. Braydon slaps the giant man’s back and shakes his head as he talks.“What the fuck is wrong with you, big man?” It takes a moment for Amarragh to regain his composure and he watches me out of the corner of his eye. Does he know I know?“Human... Werewolf... Witch...and if the poem is to be believed, demon. So that only leaves creatures of night, right, Amarragh?” I wait to see if I’m right or as crazy as I worry I might be. The way he has been watching me over dinner and since, makes me think he has something to say and is trying to assess the situation here, so I decided to help
Phoenix’ POVBy the time I get back downstairs, everyone is sitting at the table and eating, and my food is sitting next to Rose waiting for me. The peaceful atmosphere feels fragile, but maybe that is because I know that once we are finished eating, Rose and I have some life changing news.Amarragh fits in with us so well that we have asked him to join us permanently on more than one occasion. The spare room at the bunker was built with him in mind, and we bought this place partly for him to have somewhere that he could be himself.He is a solitary man and always has been. We know about as much of his history as he does ours, which is very little, but instinct tells me that he didn’t have the same support system as we all had in one another. My wolf, Augustus, bristles as I watch Amarragh casting curious glances in Rose’s direction. I’m shocked and grateful that Willow lost her shit with me because in her ranting, she spilt my beast’s name. Something I have been desperate to uncover