I know we were all waiting and expecting a D'Amore to put Alfred in his place. I gotta say Finn doing it feels better. Like it was a kick in the ass, head, and heart Alfred needed because it came from family. And it must have worked at least a little to get that apology. Now to party!!!
There are a million ways tonight could have gone. Many things could have gone wrong, from meeting the extended Kilbourn family to telling Gunnar and Henrik about the pregnancy and their ceremony. At the airport, it went bad because Alfred was an asshole who needed to learn to keep his mouth shut. If Finn hadn’t gotten involved back at the packhouse, Alfred would have learned the hard way that there are worse things that can happen than being turned to stone. I’ll admit I was looking forward to seeing André, Zio Alec, or Mama put Alfred in his place. Sure, it was probably for the best that Finn did so. It still would’ve been far more entertaining if it was one of my family members. Alfred thought there was danger here when they landed, misguided fool. Any threat in Sicily would never be directed at the boy but at him for his stupidity. So, it would’ve been nice for him to learn that lesson. I thought that would be the end of it. Finn had commanded him not to speak unless in praise. Pr
Mama and Papa, of course, had already had their turn. Regina eagerly hugged us, happy that our children would be close in age. Ivan smiled and nodded with a firm handshake to Gunnar and Henrik. Next was my brother and Delilah. This was our first time in the same place with everything going on. Alexander hugged me and offered Gunnar his hand. “I haven’t formally introduced myself. Welcome to the family. I’m Alexander, and if you ever hurt or piss my sister off, I won’t provide medical assistance.” Alexander delivered his greeting with his serious face, confusing my mates as they shook his hand. “Are you fucking with us?” Gunnar asked. “Cause either way, if we piss Zoe off, we know the consequences, a stone timeout.” Henrik laughed. Delilah rolled her eyes and hugged me tightly, or as tight as someone with a belly as big as hers could. “I’m so happy for you, Zoe. You’ve found your mates, and now we all get to be truly family.” “Oh please, even if you were never my brother’s mate, we
It’s been seven months since our beta ceremony. We’d been doing all the tasks Kat assigned us leading up to our ceremony. It was her way of easing us into our roles. However, all bets were off after the ceremony. Kat piled more and more work on us. Thankfully, there were two of us, so we could handle it. I couldn’t be mad that she was giving us more work. It meant she trusted us, plus it took work off her plate as she closed in on her due date. By the time Kat had her surprise twins, we had taken a lot of duties off Kat’s plate. With Zoe and the other ranked members, we ensured the memorial festivities went off without a hitch. Of course, people asked where their Alpha and Luna were, and the pack was thrilled when Zoe addressed their absence in a speech announcing the birth of the twins. A month after Sal and Carletta were born, we moved into the five-bedroom, seven thousand-three hundred ninety-five square foot villa. We agreed to honor the Fayte family, so we didn’t want to make ma
They say time flies when you’re having fun. I’ve had PLENTY of fun between the ages of eighteen and twenty-six, and let me tell you, those eight years did not fly by. So maybe that phrase should be more specific on the kind of fun it’s referring to because these last two years since I met my mates and gave birth to our twins feel like a blink. ‘Or maybe you were having the wrong kind of fun. Fucking around with those other males wasn’t fun. Fucking around with our mates…now THAT’S fun. Spending time without pups is also fun.’ Viatrix snorted. When I’d left home for that trip with Papa and Alexander, I’d hoped to find my mate. Gunnar and Henrik were nothing I expected or thought I’d ever want in a mate. They are arrogant, mouthy, and, at times, downright rude. But they also won’t take my shit. They call me out on my faults and love me not despite my faults but because of them. I didn’t realize what I always needed wasn’t my total opposite. “Iron sharpens iron, sweet pea.” Gunnar taun
“Once upon a time long, long ago, at the dawn of werewolves, there was a werewolf called Petridis whom loyalty served and fought alongside Darkness and Light to protect their territory. It was thought Petridis was slain during the battle, but during a blue moon, he rose from the ashes of the fallen, his fur a glow in blue flames.” I began the story for the hundredth time since last year. I know what you’re thinking: what Disney kiddie version of the origins of Incubi did you walk into? You’re still in the right place. The birthday boy and girl have asked me to tell the blue moon story for their cousin Isaiah and Maverick. Why is Maverick here six years after his surprise visit for my and Henrik’s Beta ceremony? Because he’s basically in witness protection. His jackoff dad and psycho half-brother think he’s dead. Finn and Lorna took Maverick in, and when Desmond comes sniffing around, they send him to the various packs we Kilbourns live in to ensure Desmond and his bastard Cormac con
Why was Alexander the lucky you to be called home? I’m not saying I haven’t enjoyed traveling around Europe, Asia, and Africa. It had been a blast to get this time to meet other packs, start building alliances, and spend quality time with Papa and Alexander. We can’t spend as much time as a family after the war. We all had our Beta duties to our packs and our D’Amore to watch over.The issue I have had with being gone is told parts. I missed seeing my baby sister bring the broody giant Ivan to heel. That subject alone has multiple layers. And one of those layers leads us to my second issue. My BABY sister found her mate before me. I have visited all these packs and nothing!I know finding my mate wasn’t the focus of this trip, but damn it, I was hopeful. My wolf was optimistic. We both had this good feeling
The best way to wake up is a blow job. Nothing revs my engine like waking up to plump lips wrapped around my cock, licking and sucking on it like her favorite lollipop. Too bad that wasn’t how my day started.No, my day started with a fucking AIRHORN being blasted near my ear. I jolted out of bed, hands over my ringing ears, certain my eardrums blew. I didn’t care that I was naked or that I knocked whatever her name was out of bed in the process. I turned, looking for the source of this unwelcome wake-up. My eyes narrowed on Holly Boland, who stood with the airhorn in one hand and the other resting on her wide hip, a look of annoyance on her otherwise pretty face.I could tell her to smile more, even offer to put a smile on those lips. I could, but
I knew that Ironfur was essentially in the middle of nowhere. I hadn’t considered what that entailed until I exited the plane. I hadn’t expected a metropolis or anything. It was a private airstrip, again not uncommon for werewolf packs with the space to build one. The three Sicilian packs use the same private airstrip. It helps avoid possible issues with humans. There was nothing to see besides two buildings: the hangar and the other for people traveling. It was all trees as far as I could see. I enjoy nature as much as the next werewolf, but I suddenly missed civilization and worried about what we would be walking into. “This way, Beta Damon and Beta Zoe. There is a car waiting.” Dean waved us on as he and another Ironfur pack member grabbed our bags. It had been cold in Massachusetts, but it had been tolerable. It was below freezing as snow was on the ground, and I could see my breath in the air. I was happy to get into the warmth of the running SUV Alpha Finn had sent to pic