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
New chapters are posted Monday-Saturday. Well, snap looks like Crista's in heat. How is that going to affect the coming war with Manondie? And what's up with the mark change and the ying-yang wolves that keep messing with them in their dreams? Will his library hold the answers?
‘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 don’t like that a witch is helping that little shit. So help me if that witch is from Chiara’s coven. I know not all were happy with her plan to move their coven into my territory twenty years ago. But they’ve also not outright voiced any issues since moving.Aunique area in the forest was designated just for their community. Chiara had said it held the most spiritual energy within my pack.So I let them build there to draw on that energy. At first, the coven’s arrival worried some of my pack until my people realized the coven could be sought after for spells and potions.A favorite among the pack has been one that helps locate your mate. It doesn’t give an exact answer of who your mate is, but a general location of their country. And of course, it only tells you that if your mate is of age and hasn’t taken a chosen mate instead.Chiara used the spell when she heard her granddaughter had
‘We should take charge more often.’ Emilia sighed contently as I got dressed again. I couldn’t help but blush as I glanced over at Alec and saw him putting condoms into his pockets. ‘At least he’s making sure he’s prepared for when our heat hits us again.’ Emilia nodded in approval. Certainly can’t argue with that. We’d had unprotected sex twice today, three in total if you counted that first time in the shower two days ago. I worried at my lower lip, placing a hand over my abdomen as the legitimate fear started to settle in. At this moment, I could be on the path to motherhood. I’m not some naive child who doesn’t know how this all works. I know it can take days for sperm to reach an egg and more days after for the fertilized egg to implant. So I can’t say if our three careless moments resulted in a pup for almost two weeks. I made a mental note that I need to find a pharmacy in town after my heat and buy a test to have ready to take in t
This library holds the history of my pack along with great pieces of literature and information on various supernatural species. I had hoped that there would be something about our mark and those wolves somewhere in this library. Though for all I knew, my father had tossed the one book I would need. Crista did it despite the probability of finding the correct book in this sea of books. She found the exact text we needed. Chesed, of course, got off track and was more interested in teasing her looking to spark her heat. ‘As if you don’t want her again.’ Chesed scoffed. I rolled my eyes and ignored him, and started looking at the page. My mind flashed to last night’s nightmare. The black wolf had chomped into my arm as if to keep in place. Crista had a similar dream but the black wolf was lunging for her throat. And just as the white wolf was lunging for my neck, I woke up. Why are we being attacked by the originators of the Incubi pack? What could C
This was crazy. Right? Sure, there’s always been folk stories about ancient wolf spirits and how they started different packs. And the Darkness and Light is just another of those. But given I have the mark on my neck and keep seeing them in my dreams, they’re more real than any mere legend. And beyond the legend that the book told us, his Nonna Katrina left a prophecy for him to find. I can’t say why she wouldn’t have told him herself, but I can imagine many reasons would have prevented her from doing so. My mind was still reeling from that prophecy. It’s not just about Alec but me too. If he’s Darkness, then I’m Light. I didn’t even get to wrap my mind around that before my heat hit. My mind was clouded by the heat that I vaguely remember hearing Persephone and André. I didn’t care. All I knew was I needed Alec. I needed relief from the overwhelming flames that filled my body. Emilia was more than happy to take more control when our mate carried us to
I had a good idea whose voices were speaking before everything went black. It was the only thing that made sense. And of course, I opened my eyes and found I was right. I’m on my ass naked in the grass of the same clearing my father used to beat me in. Why is it always this godforsaken spot? Of course, I’m not alone. Light is sitting in front of me, the ivory fur along her muzzle stained with blood. Why is there blood on her muzzle? Instinctively I reached up and found fresh blood on my mark. “You and Darkness completed the bond when Crista and I bite each other’s marks.” It wasn’t a question; I was confident I was right. It explained the sudden urge to bite Crista’s mark. Darkness and Light were working through us. I guess they grew tired of trying to reach us through our dreams. So they used a moment of weakness during Crista’s heat to take action. “Always overthinking everything. Just like Darkness. Too analytical for yo
I should be paying more attention to dinner and the conversations, but I keep looking to the forest. I’m afraid that I will see Iganzio out there watching me. ‘He isn’t out there. He will never be out there. Our mate won’t let him get near us.’ Emilia assured me. That should be enough. I should feel safe sitting here with Alec at my side. He did talk to the crone about finding out how Ignazio could spy on me. ‘He’s not out there, kitten. You’re safe, and we will keep you that way.’ Chesed’s voice swirled around in my mind. Strange to have him offering me comfort. But I suppose for Chesed, it’s a matter of protecting what he deems as his over comforting me. Under the table, I felt the warmth of Alec’s hand on my leg, pushing the hem of my dress up just a little. Alec was using the bond, comforting me with his touch. My nerves calmed just in enough time to focus on the conversation as my sister called us out for mating in the study. Did she ac
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