Hi everyone! In the interest of not taking away from the dialogue for excessive world-building, I made an index with the rules of this universe. In terms of Gods/Goddesses, I follow Greek mythology, but I’ve also taken pieces from different folklore and added my own twist. Underworld (There are a few realms/subrealms here, so if there's any confusion, let me know, and I will clear it up). Any being in the underworld is immortal but can be killed by ripping its head off and burning the body. They all wield dark magic but have unique powers. God-Hades, in his own God realm Demigod/Demigoddess realm-lower ranking demons than Hades, but still considered a deity. They oversee different divisions of the underworld but report back to Hades directly if needed. They can be summoned by any supernatural for a favor. Favors may be declined, but if accepted, there is always a price. Demon King-Rules over all divisions of the underworld, but is not considered a deity. Technically he is a Dji
Roman and I are out on the training field now, and I feel exhilarated. Not only did I just have the best sex I ever had in my entire life, but I was finally allowed to train! But wait! There's more! I'm training four days a week until I get where I should be as a 20-year-old wolf. I'm actually not doing too bad, considering my inexperience. I always knew I would be a good fighter if I could just get some time to shine! We started with basic self-defense since any experience I had was with that. I knew a couple of maneuvers, but it turns out I was way more behind than I initially thought. That and Roman was clearly an overachiever, but it didn't matter because I was catching on quickly. Once I had some basic moves down, he let me get my hands dirty with some offense. I did alright and even landed a punch to his jaw…but I think he let it happen. Before I knew it, the two-and-a-half-hour training session was coming to an end. "Alright, we're done here. Come on, get up," Roman says, g
I'm a little surprised Amara turned down the offer of not working, but I understood a little when she said she never had a job. I don't know much about her life in the old pack, but if she needed something as simple as a job to bring her joy, I wouldn't say no. Plus, this means she'll be in my office with me, and hopefully, I'll get plenty of repeats from this morning. I should be concerned that I'm already this attached, but honestly, what do I have to lose? The Goddess seems to have deemed me unworthy of a mate, and Amara is the only woman who has ever caught my attention. If I wanted to be around her, then I'm not going to deny myself; I needed to keep her close anyways. We've been sitting on the bed, my arm around her, in comfortable silence for a couple minutes when I hear her stomach grumble, and I smile."Come on, let's go eat," I say, and she groans"Goddess damned stomach, I was comfortable!" she pouts "Well, I don't plan on losing my arms any time soon, so we can pick thi
I finally came home around ten at night; Violet had me out all that time after lunch. That girl could seriously talk. I had fun, though, the conversation came easy with her, and she took me all over the shops. I loved the way it was set up, all the business hustle and bustle was in the southern part of the territory, and it had a city vibe to it. However, she knew so many people. I can't count how many times we stopped to talk to random people; the girl had enough social in her for both of us. It's closer to eleven now, and I'm ready for bed. I leave the bathroom and lie in bed, hoping Nisha will come to my room soon for some snuggles. I just close my eyes when Roman mind links me. 'Come to my room.' he says and cuts the link. What the hell? Demanding as Alpha. I hope he doesn't want to fuck; I am way too tired for that shit. Who am I kidding? Of course, he wants to fuck!I crawl out of bed just as Nisha comes in, so I pick him up while walking out. Shit, which one is Roman's room?
"Hmmm. Fine." Amara says before she crashes her lips on mine. I kiss her back hungrily, bringing my hands down to her ass and squeezing roughly. She sucks in a sharp breath, and I instantly smell her arousal. It swirls around me like a drug, and I have to have her. I flip her over and kiss down her body, making my way down to her soaked pussy. I can see her legs shaking, and I lean in and lick a line from her ass to her clit before I swirl my tongue over it and around it. She tastes so fucking divine; it makes me stifle a groan. When I feel her whole body start trembling, I add two fingers into her soaking pussy, and it only takes two thrusts before her walls clamp down on them, and her hands go to my hair. I let her ride it out until she pushes my head away, gasping for air. Coming up to her face, I smash my lips against hers and force my tongue into her mouth. She locks her legs around my waist, grinding herself over my cock. Fuck she felt fucking amazing, and I wasn't even fucki
It's now a little after ten at night. Roman and I are outside, getting ready to go for a run. He's leading me to the forest. We're both wearing robes since we spent the entire day naked anyways. We ended up having sex three more times; what can I say? It's never enough. Tomorrow is a full moon, so the entire forest is bathed in moonlight and looks so beautiful. I shrug my robe off as he shifts. His wolf is magnificent; he's enormous, standing as tall as a grizzly bear with fur almost as black as Tamisra's. He has large brown eyes and huge paws that could easily crush my head. I walk up to him, run my fingers through his fur, and kiss his big head. He rubs against me and licks my stomach while I giggle; yeah, definitely just a big puppy. I'm a little nervous as I call Tamisra forward. Alpha Gunther was pissed my wolf was black; typically, only Alpha wolves were black. In fact, I don't think there's ever been a recorded black wolf who wasn't an Alpha. She was so black she had hints of
Today is the day we're supposed to meet Blair again, and I'm pretty nervous, to say the least. I don't know what this will entail, and I wonder if she'll be able to lift the barrier spell and if it will hurt. Sophie suggested that I had witch genes, thinking maybe it skipped a couple generations on one of my parents' sides. It didn't feel right, but it was possible. I didn't tell her about my escapades with Roman; she knows I'm seeing someone, though. It didn't feel like the right time, and I wouldn't ask her to keep anything else from her mate. She was already hiding my location from Gamma Colton, who would definitely tell Felix anything he knew about me. She did tell me, though, that Felix has been a complete ass, taking all his anger out on the pack members and getting drunk all the time. Serves the dickhead right. Tamisra snarls at my thought of him; she was out for blood. If I ever saw him again, I'd let her take over and do her worst. Roman walks over to us as I finish traini
I wake up to Roman's alarm, groaning when I realize I have to get up with him too. Today was my first day working in his office, and Gamma Max will be waiting for me to show me what to do. It's just scanning and filing, so hopefully, he doesn't need to stick around too long. I liked Gamma Max but did not want to be around anyone today. I even thought about going back to my room, but I would just miss Roman anyways. Weirdly, I hadn't spent a night on this territory without him since the first day, and I was completely content with that.I was shocked when he told me he was part demon, but it made me feel better about my own possible demon genes. Now that I had time to think about and accept it, it wasn't that bad. I don't know who or where the genes came from in my family, but I was relieved to hear it could skip generations; I was worried my mom had cheated on my dad or something. But she wouldn't do that, so it must have skipped a couple of us; like Roman said can happen. "You can c
I watch from the trees as Amara kills the Vampire King, staring at his body like a woman possessed. The feathers of the blue jay I shifted into ruffle in anger as I watch the Demon King, the man responsible for the destruction of my life, approach her and put an arm around her lovingly. I resist the urge to squawk in anger, remembering the loving arms of my own mother. The mother fled the underworld with her twin boys in tow because she was forced to work in the brothels, constantly being denied the position of a castle servant by the King. That was all we incubi and succubi were suitable for sex and slave work, in his eyes. So, my poor mother, unable to bear having her body used to keep me and Axel fed and safe, fled to Earth. Only we were worse for wear there, unable to blend in when we were amongst humans, and no hope of a werewolf pack or Fae court taking us in. So, we build a house in rogue lands, somewhere no sane supernatural being ever ventured to, and no human ever came
Surrounded by Violet, Serena, Cici, and Sophie, I look at myself in the mirror as Aylin finishes my makeup and Gemma does my hair. Aylin must hold more magic than I thought because she managed to cover up these bags under my eyes. I almost look like I did pre-motherhood, minus the breast pump milking me like a cow. Remind me why I insisted on having my Luna ceremony, the equivalent of my wedding, after I had Delaney? Because I wanted to drink at my own ceremony? It seemed so logical at the time. Now, I wanted to go back in time and slap me upside the head, Aylin style. Delaney screams in Sophie's arms in protest at how long it's taking me to pump. In the hospital, the nurses and pediatrician on the postpartum unit said she lost too much weight by the time she was 24 hours old. It was before my milk supply came in, so they put it down to lack of production, but when I filled up a syringe with colostrum, they had a lactation consultant come see me. She had said Delaney's latch wasn't
Three weeks laterI breathe through another contraction. They're coming every five minutes now, but I didn't exactly feel like going to the hospital just to be sent home for another false alarm like I did last week. 'Uh, you going to explain why I feel like I'm being ripped apart from the inside every five minutes for the last two hours?' I hear Roman's voice come through my head as I feel the contraction start to come down'It's still early labor, probably. No sense in going to the hospital yet, if it even is actual labor.' I tell him'Alright, well, I'm coming back in and getting the hospital bag, so we're ready. The books said once they're every five minutes, we should think about heading in,' he reminds me.I don't respond just as I'm hit with another contraction and suddenly feel like I peed myself. Oh, good Goddess, here we go. I put my walls up so he doesn't have to feel anything.'Scratch that, my water just broke,' I say, and not even twenty seconds later, he appears next to
One week later That’s precisely what we did. We had funerals for those that wanted their loved ones buried and ceremonies for those who opted for them to be burned on pyres. Max, being a ranked member, was burned on a pyre with the entire pack present. We put some of his ashes in an urn necklace for Serena and then released him into the river. While I’ve seen Roman tear up, or get choked up, that night, he cried with his head in my lap. He fell asleep after hours, and I didn’t dare move a muscle all night. My heart was already broken for him; Max was Roman’s Sophie, but something about seeing my brooding Alpha mate break down like that killed a piece of me. Serena wasn’t doing any better; one of us was still with her almost all the time. I spent a couple nights with her, but mostly Cici was staying with her since they were always connected at the hip anyways. It was an effort to get her to eat or even go outside, but I wouldn’t give up on her; both she and Max deserved better than t
I hated battle, but I hated the aftermath even more. I made a list of all the fallen I could identify, so I could visit their families later. The ones I couldn't, their family or packmates who saw them fall would have to report to me, and I'd go from there. Aston and Seth took Max's body to the morgue before we were even back. Fuck that hurt. My best friend since we were fucking pups. Gone. Fucking gone. What was the point? The point of all this death and destruction? I stopped in my tracks, shutting my eyes as they became glossy. His death will gut me until the day I die. The day I die? I'm immortal. Fuck. I could live another thousand years, and I wouldn't have seen him for over nine hundred and fifty of them. How is that fair? And Serena. I have yet to find anyone who wasn't of Alpha blood, or royalty in Armaros' case, that lived past the first year of their mate dying. But we would do everything in our power to take care of and be there for her regardless. I wouldn’t let Max’s
I watch in horror as Silas grabs Adonis’ face, Silas’ red eyes glowing into the night, and Adonis…Adonis goes limp. I waste no time before concentrating on Silas’ body and start burning him. He screams, and Adonis goes absolutely feral and proceeds to rip his own body apart. I pull my powers back immediately, and they both stop thrashing. Adonis’ eyes are glowing red now, and terror, like no other, seizes me when Silas grabs him by both ears, twisting his neck, and Adonis does nothing to fight back. I look to my father, who is holding his own against the group of vampires attacking him, but can’t help me or be distracted without risking his own life. Then, I look around for Aylin, Az, Seth, or anyone to jump in and help, but no one is around. “No one is coming to rescue you this time, my sweet Amara,” Silas hisses I only stare at him and then at my mate. Maybe…maybe…I slam my mental talons into Roman’s mind, but he only whimpers and starts to thrash again. “Aht, at. You may be powe
It’s been four days, and Roman’s shadows still haven’t found any evidence of Silas moving toward his home; it looks like he will be coming to us. He’s been rallying all his people into one spot; even people from his kingdom were seen moving out, so everyone is on edge, including me. I suggested moving in once he had them all together, but Roman said it’s better to let him think he has the element of surprise, and it will give us the “home-field advantage.” I wanted to just get it over with; the stakes are so much higher now. Given that we’re unsure if he will lead with those half-Kudde beasts he made, Roman had the security system expanded so my family and I would have time to take off and neutralize that threat. Thayer, Dahlia, and all the troops he planned to send are here. Roman called and updated him on the situation, and he said he’d rather come now if an attack is imminent, so they could get familiar with the land. It was no question whether or not we would be attacked at night
I was finally discharged after my next ultrasound. My powers and Tamisra returned about two hours after my first ultrasound, so I insisted I was ready to go home. But considering it was already eight at night, Roman and the nurses convinced me to stay. I'm at least allowed to eat again, and goddess, I'm fucking ravenous. I feel like I can't eat enough. Roman and the nurse, Jess, tried to get me to slow down, but at my ultrasound, Dr. Crowen said as long as I can handle it, I should eat whenever I want to keep up with baby girl's growth rate. Speaking of, she gained another two ounces overnight. It didn't sound like a big deal to me, but I have no knowledge of anything in the medical field. Dr. Crowen said it was very significant, given that wolf pups are expected to gain two ounces weekly at this stage. Everything points to me going into labor at the end of the month, which I don't want to think about.But this isn't exactly something I can just block out. Thankfully, my dad offered
There's a knock on the door before it opens, and the same person who took me to my MRI, Justin, I think, comes in with a wheelchair. After my MRI, they brought me to a different room with a bigger bed that looked a lot more annoying to move. Honestly, I could have walked. Now that my supernatural healing kicked in, I feel fine. Starving, but fine. The doctors said I have to eat very slowly to get my digestive system working properly again and that if I ate an entire jar of peanut butter like I wanted to, I would just throw it back up immediately and feel like shit. So, my new best friends were crackers with peanut butter and a side of chicken broth. "Hello again, Alpha, Luna. Dr. Crowen is ready for you in the ultrasound room," he says as he locks the wheelchair. I sit up and swing my legs around to get out of bed. Immediately, Roman and Seth jump up, trying to help me. I roll my eyes. "I told you both, I'm fine!" I say, getting up and sitting in the chair Roman's nervousne