(Siobhan’s P.O.V) After they were done covering me with their nasty ass spunk, minions 1 and 2 brought me back to my cell where the children were. Luckily, I didn’t have to pass by their cells to get to mine, so they wouldn’t be traumatized seeing me like this. Minions 1 and 2 throw me to the floor of my cell, laughing that I looked good for a dead woman. I curled into a ball on the floor, smelling strongly of my own vomit, and let the tears flow harder than they had before. I didn’t give Wyatt the satisfaction of my screams or fear…but at what cost? This could cost me my mate; I know for a fact Tiernan felt what was going on. “Hey, Siobhan. It’s Hope, are you okay? Did the bad men hurt you?” She asks quietly. “No, Hope. I’m fine.” I whisper, just loud enough for her to hear. “But you’re crying. I can smell it.” Damn their enhanced abilities. Even though they don’t have their wolves yet, children are able to hear, see, and smell better than human children.
(Tiernan’s P.O.V) Day of attack on Annwn Siobhan had recovered well from her injuries over the last few days, and she was able to let us know that the children were in a cell that was sealed by magic. Alpha Brock’s warriors had been training hard alongside my wolves and the spell casters and we felt ready. I asked everyone to congregate near the new portal house, to make sure that everyone was prepared and knew what we were doing. Looking out over the crowd, I couldn’t help the pride that coursed through me seeing all of these people willing to help children who were not their own. It’s easy for people to turn a blind eye to something when it doesn’t directly affect them. However, that’s not the case this time around. Everyone here felt like this was a personal attack on them and they were going to fight to the death to save these children. “Good morning, everyone. Thank you for assembling here and for being willing to go into this war with so many unknowns. You have all
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) After killing Wyatt, which honestly was anticlimactic and a tad disappointing, the warriors of Scàthach come spilling out of the palace. I knew it was going to be a blood bath, but I didn’t think we would be so outnumbered. It may sound terrible, but I honestly didn’t care what happened to anyone here today, as long as we got those children out of here and back to their parents. “Well, if it isn’t little wolf. We had so much fun with you on your last visit, maybe Mistress will allow us to keep you around here to have some fun with you.” Minion 1 from my kidnapping states. “Yes, that really was a wonderful time, wasn’t it?” Minion 2 from my kidnapping asks. “Nah, your spunk smelled nasty and I’m pretty sure that you should get checked for STDs or some shit because that smell was NOT normal,” I say, waving my hand in front of my nose to emphasize my point. A look of outrage crosses their faces, and I knew I pissed them off with that comment
(Tiernan’s P.O.V) Taking Steele’s suggestion, I got pissed off; thinking about the children trapped here, Siobhan’s kidnapping and subsequent torture and assault, Scàthach’s need for power. The Celestial magic begins coursing through me, filling my veins with its heat. My muscles began to expand, ripping my shirt from my body, ripping the seams of my pants, my shoes breaking apart as my feet grew. I started to shoot upward and knew that the magic was giving me a new body. HULK SMASH. All you need to do is dip yourself in green body paint and you’ll be good. The enemy warriors stop their fighting, as do the warriors on our side, looking at what was happening before their eyes. Flames began to form around my body, licking my skin without harming me. Once again, taking Steele’s suggestion, I go Hulk-smash on these fuckers. Using my new size to bulldoze over the enemy, using my fire magic to burn these fuckers to a crisp. It’s like everyone gained their senses b
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) Just remember, we have 24 hours after removing her heart to burn it and then bury the ashes. Just to be safe. How do you want to do this? Wing it. Tala gives me a wolfy smirk as I start to make my way over to Scàthach and the children; there are only minutes to spare. I felt a hand grab my arm, and I turn to see James looking at me, his eyes soft. “You remind me of my sister, so full of life and vibrant. I miss her. Please tell her that I love her.” He whispers to me. I look at him confused, but before I can say anything, he moves away from me and charges at Scàthach, not making a sound. A dagger in his hand, he plunges it into her back; she screams in agony but releases Hope. “HOPE! Over here!” I shout to her. She comes running over to me as the spell casters start chanting together. Scàthach whirls around and grabs James by the throat. “What did that little bitch say to get in your head?” “She reminded me of who I was a
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) Tiernan was taking up the fight with Scàthach. The spell casters had gotten the children outside and, hopefully, through the portal to the Human Realm. James had collapsed to the floor after Tiernan’s water lasso-thing extinguished the fire whip that Scàthach had created. “James, are you okay?” “I’m…fine…I just…need a minute.” He pants out. The air inside the palace was crackling with electricity; the power coming off both Tiernan and Scàthach was so oppressive I was shocked I was still standing. They both moved with a grace that I thought would be impossible, like dancers doing a sort of tango with one another. Tiernan takes a blow to the chest. It was a black orb of some kind that Scàthach had shot out of her hand. “Oh, no.” James tells me, as his face pales. “What? What happened?” “That’s the soul orb. She’s trying to collect his soul.” As he finishes his sentence, unimaginable pain courses through my body, and a feral scre
(Tiernan’s P.O.V) Pain. That’s all I could think about was the pain that was radiating throughout my body, blinding me, making me want to vomit. I couldn’t hear anything going on around me, the ringing in my ears was all I could hear until I heard her scream. Siobhan. Her scream was feral, a mate losing her mate bond, losing her other half. No. I can’t die. I won’t die. I’m thrown into a blackness that was so dense that I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face if I even tried. My body felt like it was floating and falling all at the same time, and I couldn’t place where I was going if I was even going anywhere. The sensation of falling stops and the darkness begins to lighten, a scene of a field with wildflowers and honeysuckle is spread out before me. Siobhan. That’s all I could think about when I inhaled the scent of the field around me, my heart clenches in pain thinking about her being on her own now…without me. I roar out both in pain an
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) It had been three days since Arawn, Tiernan and I had come home through the portal, burned Scàthach’s heart and buried it, and Tiernan was still in a coma. The steady beeping of the heart monitor was grating on my nerves, he needed to wake the fuck up. “You can’t leave me.” I whisper, my hand squeezing his. I hadn’t moved from my chair that was next to his bed for more than a few minutes to use the bathroom or to stretch. I couldn’t leave him alone, because I knew that the moment I left him alone for longer than a few minutes he would wake up. I wanted to be there the moment he opened his eyes. Arawn was going to make sure James would be a warrior for the Pure and Innocent souls, having proven himself by killing Scàthach. I really hoped that the Celestials changed their rulings on this shit because James should have never been a Lost soul for protecting his sister. There’s a quiet knock on Tiernan’s door and the doctor pokes his head in befo
Hi readers! Thank you so much for reading my work, I'm truly humbled! I will be adding book two about Artis and Alpha Brock to the end of this book per the recommendation of my editor. I will be starting that book in the next month or so when I finish up the sequel for "Ice Princess". So the status of this book will remain as "Ongoing" until I finish Artis and Alpha Brock's book. Thank you all so much for the support and love! I have no title idea's yet for Artis and Brock's book buuuuuut I'm sure I will think of something soon! --Sydney
(Artis’s P.O.V) Day after funeral pyres Sitting in the car with my mate, Alpha Brock Malone, was pure torture with his scent surrounding me, nearly suffocating me. He smelled delicious, leather and pine. It had been over a year since I had seen him. A year since I had spoken my official rejection. A year since he had softly said that he did not accept that rejection. Orsa, my bear, and I were slowly dying. I was having difficulty shifting and when I did, it was agony. Orsa stopped talking to me, I rarely heard from her and when I did, it was usually something snarky. I didn’t blame her though; I had taken her away from her mate. Brock hadn’t been doing much better, according to my brother, who happened to be his Gamma. He was angrier than he had ever been, his temper out of control to the point that the sleuth was beginning to fear him for all the wrong reasons. This was worrisome considering Brock Malone was a giant teddy bear, and I’m not saying that becaus
(Tiernan’s P.O.V) 5 months later “Come on, kitten. You can do it.” I murmur in her ear, as her grip tightens around my hand. She’d been in labor for the last day and a half, it was finally time to meet our baby. I had tried talking Siobhan into finding out if we were having a girl, but she wouldn’t budge on wanting to be surprised. Though we did pick out names for each sex: Imogen if the baby is a girl, and Cian if the baby is a boy. Her pregnancy had actually been relatively uneventful until she started having contractions at her last doctor’s appointment. He had timed them while we were there and he told us to check into the hospital. It took awhile but her water finally broke about an hour ago and she’d been pushing for the last half hour. I proposed to her a week after her Luna Ceremony, and of course both our families were there when it happened. It didn’t take long for my mother and Shelly to plan the most outrageous wedding. Siobhan wasn’t in the mood to even off
(Tiernan’s P.O.V) Siobhan was absolutely beautiful, dressed in gold and black, and looking like a Goddess damn snack. After we grasped hands and built that pack connection for her, I kissed her as if my life depended on it, and that’s when I smelled it…the subtle change in her scent. Her wildflower and honeysuckle scent had a hint of something else; cinnamon. She’s pregnant! Our mate is pregnant with our pup! Steele roars out, strutting around in the back of my mind. I don’t think she knows. She hasn’t said anything about feeling any type of nausea or anything like that. She needs to take a test, now. Before we go to the reception. How did we not realize the change this morning? Because you were too busy getting your dick wet and Tala was being a tease to me. Makes sense. We walk down the dais, hand-in-hand, making our way back up the aisle and into the packhouse. I pull her up towards our bedroom, and she gives me a puzzled look. “Tiernan, we don’t h
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) Day of Luna Ceremony I woke up with a moan, and the feeling of a hot tongue flicking my clit and two fingers in my pussy. “Good morning kitten,” Tiernan says, pulling his face away from my pussy for just a moment. “Good morning, Alpha.” I moan as his tongue goes back to working my clit. His tongue is drawing figure eights against my clit and his fingers are pounding into me, helping me reach that precipice of pleasure. Then he stops. I growl and glare down at him. “Who said you could stop?” I growl out. “Oh, is little kitten in charge? I don’t think so.” He says, before grabbing me around the waist and flipping me over. He grabs my hips and raises my ass right into the air before his hand comes down repeatedly on my ass. The pain eventually turns into pleasure and on the final smack, I cum. Hmm, who knew a spanking could get me off. I think to myself. “Now that that’s out of the way.” He growls, before slamming his cock in
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) Several days later Walking down the hallway towards the top of the stairs, I couldn’t help but look back on the last few days. Patrick and Camilla are now fully mated and marked. He admitted to being an asshole and jumping to conclusions about what Camilla would have wanted. Anders and High Priestess Winona are back at the Coven of the Crystal Rose, and Artis went back to her sleuth with Alpha Brock. There’s something about Alpha Brock though that makes it difficult to be around him for long periods of time. Like his presence is oppressive, suffocating. Artis doesn’t feel it but I do, it feels like when Tiernan gets angry and taps into his Celestial magic, his presence becomes oppressive as well. Preston and Julia have settled into life as a mated couple really well in Virginia. Julia is beyond ecstatic to be in the Human Realm learning things about our way of life, though it’s not much different from the Lunar Realm. She got a job working in the archive
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) After packing all up my apartment, Tiernan talked me out of calling my brother and told me it was best that I wait to talk to him in person. He said that Camilla coming back with us may put this whole situation to rest. So now we are on a private jet, heading back to California with Artis, Anders, Camilla, and Cat Cobain. Tiernan did his best to try and talk me into rehoming him, but that wasn’t going to happen. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone hate an animal so much in my life, but it seemed that the feeling was mutual with Cat Cobain. Tiernan had one of the warriors come and collect us in one of the pack’s SUVs. The ride back to the pack territory was full of tension, mostly because of Artis and Camilla. We pulled into the pack territory, where Winona was going to meet Anders and stay for the funeral pyres. Artis tenses next to me and I look through the windshield of the car to see Alpha Brock standing next to Patrick. “You okay?” I whisper to her.
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) I was going to kill Patrick! Here he was, bitching about me rejecting Tiernan and he goes and does the same to Camilla! “I’m going to kill him.” I growl out. “Woah, that’s premeditation right there, Siobhan. Keep it to yourself.” Nerina says. “Who does he think he is!? Rejecting his mate but coming at me all types of ways when I was rejecting Tiernan!? That mother fucking weasel!” I shout. “Okay, this meeting has come completely off the rails. Agent Williams, you need to calm down, now. We will finish the meeting then you can pick a spot in the rose garden to practice your…gardening.” Nerina says, using air quotes for the word ‘gardening’. I couldn’t help but go quiet, only blinking in astonishment. Did she just tell us to practice murdering our brother? Um, honestly? I have no idea and that scares me. “Now that everyone is calmed down, I will be reaching out to the FBI field office in Northern California for three transfers. I assume
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) We arrived in Virginia and when we arrived at baggage claim, there was a driver waiting for all of us. “Did you order a car for us?” “No, I ordered a limo for everyone. No point ordering separate cars, that’s just a ridiculous expense.” Tiernan answered. He greets the man wearing a suit and holding a sign that says “Hathaway/Williams” and tells him that we will have half a dozen bags of luggage. Once we all piled into the limo, we were off, dropping everyone at their various houses saving Camilla and me for last since we lived in the same complex. I was excited to see Cat Cobain, getting pictures from my neighbor Doris just wasn’t the same. If Steele eats Cat Cobain, I’m chopping his balls off and turning them into a coin purse. He won’t touch Cat, and if he did, I’ll help with castration. I was anxious to see Tiernan and Steele’s reaction to Cat Cobain since basically all werewolves, except for myself and Camilla, had issue