Well they have made progress. And Zoe’s idea of therapy is an interesting one.
I can’t believe their parents didn’t give them any training for being a ranked member of a pack. This whole conversation has made up my mind that I am going to detest my father-in-law and will likely turn him to stone the second I meet him. I may attempt to give him the benefit of the doubt, but the first time he says or does something that puts Gunnar or Henrik down or is sexist, he’s going into stone time-out. But worrying about how I’ll deal with him is a concern for another time. Gunnar and Henrik have agreed to come to Nebrodi and become the new Betas. That’s what’s important. I knew they were worried they weren’t prepared for the role, but it’s okay. Kat will give them all the training they need on the job, and I’ll be there supporting and helping them the whole time. Now, I need to get Henrik comfortable on a plane. My offers to ask Zio Alec or Isis still stood, but Gunnar was right. They aren’t a permanent solution. Given everything my brother went through in the fall out of
I want to let you know that I am NOT a dancer. Mom tried hard to teach me at least basic dance steps, not to embarrass the family at balls. I’ve stepped on my share of toes because no one would accept when I told them I could not dance. I’m not sure why it’s surprising that a guy my size isn’t a good dancer. Gunnar usually mucks it up, too, but he does it intentionally to get out of dancing. As a singer, I can read sheet music and follow a beat and rhythm, but singing differs from dancing. My feet can’t follow the beat, so I tend to stand still or walk when singing. So, I was sure my part of this ‘show’ wasn’t nearly as entertaining to Zoe. At least she didn’t comment on the obvious difference in skills. I could remove my clothes, but not with all the showy dance steps. ‘You’re doing fine. So, stop overthinking.’ Gunnar said in our link. ‘Easy for you to say, twinkle toes.’ I snorted and nearly tripped on my own feet while taking off my pants. ‘See.’ ‘Heads or tails?’ Gunnar ignore
Fuck was it hot when they moved me without a verbal cue and started to strip me. It was the hottest way to get naked I’ve experienced so far. And while I couldn’t do more than grab Gunnar by the hair, I did get to lick Henrik’s abs and stroke his dick. Every touch from them had my body buzzing. The mate bond is an intense thing when it’s just one, but fuck I was on sensory overload with Gunnar and Henrik touching me. My breasts aren’t generally a sensitive spot, but fuck me, did Henrik prove that false. In the past, I wouldn’t have gotten so revved up by someone rubbing my tits. I probably could’ve cum with just Henrik touching my breasts. It’s wild how his touch affects me. So when you add in Gunnar, especially the way he used his tongue on my pussy it was a seriously intense and satisfying experience. Neither of them required a lot of instruction. Gunnar only needed a little correction as he was so close to having that magnificent tongue where I needed it. But once I told and guide
HOLY SHIT! Henrik and I have had some threesomes in the past, but it was never like this. There was one woman who wanted to attempt this formation. It all came to a halt when she realized around the time Henrik got the tip in her ass that she couldn’t handle the two of us in that close proximity. Zoe is the only woman that’s been able to handle it. I will admit it was weird because there was just a layer of tissue that separated us, so I felt every movement of Henrik’s dick. So fucking weird. And to set anyone with twisted minds straight, this isn’t Game of Thrones or some fucked up twincest gay or bisexual porn. That did not turn me on. Zoe turned me on and how her ass clenched around my dick with each thrust and then how intense that was when she came. I didn’t know why I did what I did. Okay, that’s a total lie. I knew exactly why I marked Zoe. I did what is natural for a werewolf to do. The natural order of things after finding your true mate is the mating process. Which we all k
If I had come from any other family, I’d have freaked out when I marked Henrik and felt flames in my veins. By all other accounts, the marking part of mating should be intense, but it never is described to feel like your blood has been replaced with white-hot flames. But I’m not from just any family. I am a member of the Petridis line. Our mark is a phoenix for a reason. Our family is known for being born in the flames. Just as I know my parents’ love story, I know the story of their marking. I know they were engulfed in flames when they completed their bond. The fire didn’t harm them, but the room was totaled. There is still a faint smokey smell in that room, even all these years later. I never thought something like this would happen to me. After all, there wasn’t a pattern to when such a thing would happen. It didn’t happen to Nonno and Nonna when they mated. And there weren’t actual flames when I marked Henrik, but inside my body, I felt them, and I know Henrik felt them, too. Wh
Since when did marking include fire? I felt it in my veins when Zoe marked me. At first, I thought it was just the surge of power. All markings have that. When both parties have ranked blood, that surge is greater. Therefore, I wrongfully assumed it was because I’m of alpha blood, and she’s beta blood. That’s what I was feeling. But when she weakly moved to mark my brother, I realized that wasn’t it. I was still feeling the effects. I felt like I was on fire from the inside. I started to piece it together when I saw the blue glow surrounding Zoe and Gunnar. I looked at my skin and saw the light, too. Was there fire in my veins? A fire so hot that it burned blue. That couldn’t be good for me or any of us. It certainly couldn’t be normal. I didn’t get to try and work out what was happening. Zoe passed out, and we needed to make sure she was okay. Zoe was the priority. Besides, my brain was too hazy to think about the fire. I had to borrow energy from Pollux to get out of bed. I needed
It was a relief that Gunnar and Henrik were feeling better. I’d started to get worried when they hadn’t woken up. This is why I’d started singing that lullaby; it helps calm my nerves. And I needed to calm my nerves. They hadn’t woken up, and I was worried that something had gone wrong in our marking and caused some damage that Papa hadn’t caught. If Henrik hadn’t woken up shortly before Gunnar, I would call Papa back to the room. I wouldn’t take any chances with their health. I’m certain they both felt my relief when they finally woke up. I didn’t know what happened with our marking, but I will find out. No matter how much they said it couldn’t be, it had to be my fault. The only reason flames would try to spark is because I’m a Petridis. The fact that they couldn’t properly manifest was on me. Figuring out what went wrong with the manifestation of the flames is an issue of later. We needed to meet with Alpha Dorian and settle the matter of Séréna before I go into heat. Gunnar and H
I am the first to admit I have a temper. I wouldn’t dream of denying that. However, I will say I don’t typically have such a short fuse. I want to blame the mate bond, but that aside, I’d want to rip Jordan and Marius’ collective heads off and mount them on the wall. The fucking entitlement these fuckwads had. Dorian needs to get his Gamma and especially his son in fucking line before his pack finds themselves on the wrong side of some powerful people. At least Dorian was smart enough to shut his Gamma and son up, knowing that Damon is affiliated with Incubi. It was smart of Henrik to name-drop. Dorian couldn’t be stupid enough not to know the stories about the infamous Incubi pack. I’m not an Alpha and was aware enough of them. So, Dorian should know who he was fucking with. He better also give the level of justice we think is necessary. If he dares to take it easy on either of them, I’ll not take it easy on him. It doesn’t matter that he’s an actual Alpha, and I’m a spare Alpha hei