“I know this isn’t a question or thought we should have, but what happens if the guy doesn’t wake up?” Katrina questioned, putting her magazine aside.
My daughter is as pragmatic as ever. “I’m not sure. That will be for Crista and her sisters to decide.” I sighed, slumping into a seat.
I ran a hand over my face and looked at Silvano and Alexander. “Do you think if his mate was to be found, she and her wolf could bring him back?” I questioned. “It is a distinct possibility, Alpha.” Silvano nodded.
“There is a strength and depth to the bond that we can never measure. But we know the bond pulls the joined souls to each other.” Alexander shrugged.
My nephew was right about that. No one has and probably will ever know the actual depth of the mate bond. But I can attest to how strong its pull is. The closer I get to Crista, the more time I spend with her, the stronger it feels. The stronger I feel.
“I don’t know how far the boy has trave
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What is it about the mate bond, about this man, that makes me lose all sense? I can't manage to be alone with him without the sexual tension running so high that we end up in this situation. 'Who cares? Stop overthinking everything. Our mate is hot. What more is there to understand?' Emilia scoffed. I want to refute what she's saying. But I honestly can't. And I don't think I can think straight with Alec's hands on my body, his long thick fingers thrusting inside me. His lips on my neck, teeth scraping against my skin, had my body buzzing from the bond. He was taunting me. Teasing the spot, his mark is meant to go. 'Let him. Let him mark us. Then we can mark him.' Emilia urged. Everything in this moment was urging me to give in. To let him mark me. To complete our bond and be whole. I was barely thinking straight enough to maintain the hold I had on his throbbing cock. "Not yet." Alec's voice was layered with Chesed's as his tongue traced a design into the ho
Crista is damn good at it for a novice when it comes to intimacy. Certainly took to being obedient well. It took every ounce of control I had that Chesed had to not finish things in that changing area. I’m confident she would have let me. Probably would have done anything we’d asked or instructed at that point. ‘Yet here we are, a bundle of clothes in my jaw heading home instead of marking her and completing the bond.’ Chesed snorted. ‘A changing shack is no place for our mate, our Luna, to lose her virginity. And before you even think about it, neither is your darkroom.’ I sighed. ‘I don’t think she would really give a damn on where. Emilia would probably let me have her here in the woods.’ Chesed smirked, glancing to our flank where the white wolf Emilia and her shining blue eyes raced along at our side. The sad truth is he’s probably not wrong. Unlike Crista, Emilia seems more pliable to Chesed’s charms, and as a wolf, her nature calls her to give in
Emilia and I have both still been kind of riding that euphoric afterglow from not just my orgasm but from giving him one too. Getting back to the villa was a blur.Our discarded clothes we’d left on the patio were gone, I assume either Jai picked them up, or one of his children did when they returned. I hope no one just took our clothes. After all, that wasn’t even my dress I’d been wearing.It was quiet when we entered the villa; I wondered if everyone had gone to bed rather than waiting to see when we’d come back. I didn’t have to wonder for long when André poked his head out to taunt us. Neither Emilia nor I knew how to react, so we nodded in thanks that he would set the alarms.I didn’t question or protest as Emilia padded into the Alpha suite after Chesed. This w
His grip on my hips tightened till it was almost painful. “I… I want to be gentle with you, Mia cara, but I don’t think I can right now.” Alec groaned an apology. Or I think it was an apology. His firm grip started moving me up and down his length at an intense rough pace. My arms wrapped around his neck, clinging to him as my body attempted to keep time with him. Ultimately, I failed and just clung to him as he fucked me into the tiled wall behind me. He was fucking me with abandon like the act was all-consuming. And I have to admit it was. My whole body was buzzing as each deep, hard thrust drove me higher and higher, the wave building under me. I was a mess clinging to him by my arms and legs, unable to keep his pace and just letting him hold me and use me for our mutual pleasure. I wanted to form
I don’t even think I have words to adequately describe how I feel right now. I’m not even sure which feelings are mine and which belong to Crista. I can at least determine which thoughts are Chesed’s. Even after completing the bond by marking and mating with Crista, he remains the same deviant dark personality. Which I suppose is a good thing. I’ve obviously had sex before. Even if I didn’t want to touch the multiple women Chesed has been with, I was still intimate with Liliana. But sex with her didn’t feel anything like what happened in that shower with Crista. Of course, that’s easily explained by the mate bond. Crista is the other half of my soul, so of course, completing the bond would surpass all previous encounters. The power that seemed on a loop flowing between us, the emotions that seemed to have no beginning or end between us, was overwhelming, to say the least. And that culminated with the physical pleasures I may have told Crista I love her.
It’s been two days since Alec and I completed our bond. There was quite a fuss made in the morning. Mostly in congratulations and excitement about it. My sister Persephone didn’t skip a beat in teasing me about ‘giving in so easily.’ I keep reminding myself that she’ll realize it’s not easy to resist the mate bond when she is old enough and finds her mate. I’m still getting used to being mated to Alec and Chesed. Sometimes it’s hard to know which thoughts and feelings are my own. But I’m getting better at it. It’s like how I felt when I first started hearing Emilia. Not even the oldest of our pack could not determine why I could hear Emilia as a child; long before I shifted, they just assumed it meant she would be unique. And I suppose they were right, given I’m the first white wolf born in centuries. And my gut says it has something to do with the recurring dreams Alec and I keep having. Each night since our mating, since the yin-yang mark wa
‘She seems a lot more willing to try new things while in heat.’ Chesed smirked a gleam to his eyes as we soaked in the tub with Crista. ‘Don’t even think about it.’ I warned him. I know exactly what he’s thinking. But over the last two days, Crista made it clear she wanted nothing to do with his darkroom. It only serves to remind her of his past sexual escapades. ‘But what if….’ Chesed started to suggest. ‘No.’ Crista joined the conversation with a firm answer. Her body was utterly relaxed for sounding agitated as she reclined against me in the tub. ‘Kitten. You haven’t even heard what I was going to say.’ Chesed rolled his eyes. ‘Don’t need to. Whatever it is, I still say no.’ Crista answered. ‘Maybe we should hear him out? I mean, there’s no harm in hearing his idea.’ Emilia sounded like she was pouting. Crista sighed, sinking deeper into the water, making herself cozier against me. I choked back a groan as her ass wiggled against my cock.
After Alec left to speak with André, I let myself sink into the water, my mind wandering as I washed my hair and just otherwise relaxed. ‘You realize what you agreed to, right?’ Emilia taunted. ‘Yes, I know. And I might end up regretting it.’ I sighed. I knew agreeing to use the darkroom if and only if Chesed replaced everything inside was a risk. ‘You can’t take it back. You told Chesed, yes, and you felt eager to get us in there. It’s not just Chesed who’s looking forward to showing you all the ways they can pleasure us. Some of those ways may be taboo to you, but there is no reason we need to have a vanilla sex life. Not when we have a mate like them.’ Emilia licked her chops. Great, I’d say the heat is making her sex-crazed, but that’d be a lie. She’s been like this since meeting our mate. I’ll blame animal nature for her turning into a horny she-wolf. ‘Do you want me to replay some key moments? How about Alec touching us in the elevators? Better
I can’t believe we are going on a week-long vacation. I’m happy for the time to relax. And if I’m honest, to be away from everyone. My sisters have been overbearing recently. I know they are trying to be helpful, but even if I am starting to resemble a beached whale, I am not an invalid. I can still do things for myself. So a week away from them will be nice. And the same for Isadora and the other ranked she-wolves. I like each of them, but if they aren’t treating me like a child, they give all this advice from their pregnancies. And I appreciate it. I truly do. But I am not them, and they are not my mamma. This trip happened just in time because I was inches from ripping Isadora’s face off. She is a wonderful woman. I love her; I do.
We’ve reached the third trimester of Crista’s pregnancy, and if memory serves, this will be the more uncomfortable trimester. The first trimester was hard on Crista, and as her mate, I felt her pain and did what I could to take some of it. But no mate bond can stop morning sickness. Still find that a strange phrase, a complete oxymoron from anything I’ve seen. I thought I’d seen plenty of morning sickness during Liliana’s pregnancy with the twins and also from a less up-close experience during Izzy’s three pregnancies. Crista, however, suffered far worse. Doctor Anselma Laurito diagnosed her with hyperemesis gravidarum, severe morning sickness. Thankfully, with proper monitoring and ensuring Crista stayed hydrated, we could make it through that first trimester. And by the start of her fift
I shook my head, willing my blush away. I was failing, but I was trying, damn it. “Anyway… Tiberius sent me a surprise from our family home.” I gestured to my mamma’s gown.“And of course, I’m for Crista wearing this. It was our mamma’s dress. She met our papa in that dress and took the Beta oath in it. She promised it to Crista when we were just kids. So she should wear it tonight.” Persephone snorted.André’s eyes lit up as he looked at the gown. Gently setting down the black dress, he picked my mamma’s dress up like he was holding a priceless jewel.“This is… oh, it’s gorgeous. The craftsmanship is exquisite. Nonna Gwen had taste. It’s heavenly… ethereal. It’s sexy while still demur. It just screams Crista, host of Light.” André gushed before gently putting the dress down.“Now, why are we arguing?” André looked from
A lot happened, and it all happened so fast. It wasn’t even two months ago that I was getting dressed up for Thales’s welcome home party, heart fluttering as I wondered if we would be mates. My mind raced with thoughts of becoming Luna of Nebrodi rather than Beta. All that quickly changed when Madonie attacked us. Thales was killed. His parents, my parents, all the ranked wolves were killed. All but Tiberius, my sisters, and me. Though they did a number on Tiberius and had some nefarious plans for him based on what he’s told me after waking up from his coma. ‘You weren’t wrong on that feeling you’d be a Luna rather than a Beta.’ Emilia shrugged. ‘Instead, we’re Luna of Incubi and mated to a much better-looking male than Thales.” Her nose twitched slightly as she made the comparison. I rolled my eyes. ‘It’s rude to speak ill of the dead. Thales was cute as a boy, and I’m sure he’d grown to be a handsome man while studying abroad. But even t
“Of course. Rather hard to not have an alliance with my mate’s father and twin brother.” Tiberius shrugged as he flipped through the papers. Darren nodded, scanning the documents a bit more thoroughly. “Of course, Alpha. We intend to also maintain an alliance with Bloodmoon. I am unsure if that is in your plans or Tiberius’s for your individual packs. But given I am from Bloodmoon and retain connections there, André and I intend to write up a formal treaty with Alpha Logan for our packs. We plan to present it to him before his wedding in November.” Darren explained. I’m not surprised he wants to keep an alliance with his former pack. Given that the Bloodmoon wolf is connected on some ancient cosmic levels with Darkness and Light, I already had that in mind. “I cannot speak for Tiberius, but yes. Damon faxed over a rough draft of our treaty to Logan this morning.” Tiberius shrugged. “Katrina suggested we make the alliance too. She assumed you and André
Sitting in my office at the town hall, I found it hard to focus. So much has happened. So much has changed. And it all happened in what both felt like a blink but also forever. It’s only been a month since our victory over Ignazio, and things are still settling down. It’s strange to think that a chance encounter turned my world upside down. ‘It was not a chance encounter.’ Darkness snorted, his voice faint from beyond the wall that contained him. I sighed in concession. Darkness is right. Nothing about what happened was by chance. Everything happened by design. As the hosts of Darkness and Light, it was only a matter of time that Crista and I would be drawn to each other. Ironic that Melania wanted to prevent us from coming together, yet everything she did only pushed us down that path. Her enlisting Ignazio to do her bidding, having him attack the Nebrodi to take Crista, starting a war with my pack, all of it brought Crista and me together.
Witch? What in the world? Does that mean the reason Tiberius has been in a coma even after Katrina at his side this whole time is witch-related? I swear if Melania did anything to Tiberius… what I did to Silvano would look like child’s play. ‘We can’t kill the witch.’ Light sighed. I frowned. ‘Why the hell now?’ I demanded. ‘Only another Berardi witch can kill her. So if Katrina is displaying witch powers, she can or the Crone. You will have to leave it to them.” Light shrugged. “I still want to see them. To know they are okay.” I insisted. Damon sighed, and I could tell he was getting exasperated. Even if I haven’t had the ceremony, I’m his Luna, so he wants to do what I ask. He’s also loyal to Alec and obviously wants to protect me and stay on Alec’s good side. “Crista! Forget Katrina. I can feel Delilah!” Persephone shook my arm. I blinked and let myself call out to Delilah. She’s okay! My sister is okay. ‘I’m okay. I’m sorry that I worried you both.’ I wi
I know I’m going to get a lecture for this. Alec won’t be happy that I left the villa, but he’ll get over it. And Chesed… well, I’m not sure which he’ll be angrier about. Me leaving the villa or driving his car. Either way, he can shove it. I’m not some helpless damsel. I have Light, and well, if what she did to Silvano is even a fraction of her power, I’m going to say me, and the baby is in good hands. ‘I will do my best to keep you and the pup safe. However, I cannot use the full extent of my power in this form. So keep that in mind.’ Light cautioned as I pulled out of the driveway. “Damn, this is a sweet ride. A Maserati Ghibli Trofeo, it can go from zero to ninety-six kilometers in under four seconds.” Persephone whistled in appreciation as she wrung a hand over the dashboard. She and papa were total gear heads. “I know we are in a rush to follow Katrina to ensure she and Tiberius are okay. But maybe we shouldn’t test just how fast this car
I snarled, wanting to go after my son and Gastone. My need to protect my son kicked in as I started to turn in that direction. Darkness, however, pulled me back. Freezing me in place.‘Leave the underling to your son. We have work to do.’ Darkness growled, his eyes locked on Ignazio. The little twit was still standing there, in no rush to escape. His grip on that chain that dragged a she-wolf by her neck tightened.“Amazed you showed yourself, old man. I heard you’ve been in hiding. Too afraid to come and face me.” Ignazio scoffed, yanking at the chain, forcing the girl in front of him. He’s seriously using her as a shield. There’s no honor in that.“Do you like my little pet? She’s not as lovely as the prize I’m going to claim. I heard you took a liking to my mate. Too bad she’s mine. I’d say you’ll get over it, but it won’t matter. You’ll be dead.” Ignaz