After we’d had our fun, including an exchange of blowjobs in the shower, we got dressed, and he called his band to his room. I sat anxiously in a chair as the band walked in and sat on the sectional sofa. Léonel was the only one with a smile for me, though he didn’t look happy otherwise. Was he going to be upset about the news, or was he unhappy about something else?
“All right. Let’s get to business. Immortal Eclipse has run its course.” Auðr started. Rune opened his mouth but shut it when Auðr glared at him. “We have been at this for twenty years. You all know how this goes. We aren’t aging, and people are noticing.” Auðr said, tossing a few gossip magazines about what surgeries they had to stay young. “We need to hang it up and step out of the limelight like before.” “So when things settle, we’ll start a new band? Like before,” Rune asked. “You are free to do that. However..” Auðr looked at me with a smile. “Sage has a prophecy, one I’m part of. One that connects to my tattoos. It’s to be an Alpha in a small pack on Prince Edward Island. We have terms we’ll take to their elders, demanding we be given till the blood moon in December to take over. In that time, Sage will shadow Logan and his people while I wrap things up for Immortal Eclipse, and I will shadow Dani to see how a vampire functions in a pack.” He outlined. “I knew it,” Rune shouted, standing up and knocking over the coffee table. “You’ve mated up, even if you aren’t marked, and are going to abandon us like everyone in our mortal lives did.” “That’s not true!” I shouted, standing up. “Auðr isn’t abandoning anyone. Sure, he won’t be able to font a new band like my Aleph. But he’s not ditching any of you. He’d never do that. He’d always be a phone call away.” I said, starting to rant. “I’d be happy to ensure we have a place in Steelcrest for all of you. You could even join the pack and come and go as you need. Don’t you see? If we become Alpha and Aleph, you’ll have a permanent home. You’d have more than just Auðr and each other. You’d have me and the pack as your family.” I said. Rune blinked, stunned back into his seat. Auðr smiled and took my hand. “See. Finding Sage doesn’t make things worse for any of us. It can and will make things better for all of us.” Auðr said. “So? Are there any other outbursts? You don’t have to Sage’s offer to come to Steelcrest. You’re always free to do what you want, and I’ll always be there when you need me.” “I won’t be going, Uncle,” Léonel said. “If Immortal Eclipse ends, I’m going to retire. Maybe ask Logan if I can join Bloodmoon. Be closer to my kid. I want to get to know them and be around should they and River start a family.” He said, glancing cautiously at Rhapsody. “Even if it’ll be alone. I can handle alone if I get to be near my kid.” “I can respect that. And we’re family; you’re stuck with me anyway. And since Leo is mated to River, you can’t escape seeing me at family events.” Auðr teased. “I want to stay.” Rhapsody declared. “If Léonel will be okay with it. I want to stay with him. I don’t care if he ever wants to be marked as my mate. I want to stay with him. I may never give him a kid, but I can get to know his and offer what guidance I can from living as long as I have.” Everyone looked stunned at her declaration: everyone but Auðr. Auðr smiled and nodded. “You do what you need to, Rhapsody. I’ll let you and Léonel talk through the logistics of that.” He said. “What about you three?” “I…” Zeke looked at the others. “We’ll figure it out when we’ve closed out the band,” Zeidan said. “That’s fine. Take the time you need.” Auðr said. “You can go do whatever you had planned for the night. And that doesn’t include partying in my room.” “Come on, let’s leave Auðr and Sage to their business. We’re only the first stop on their list.” Léonel nudged the others to leave the room. “Good luck with Logan and the Steelcrest elders,” Léonel said, stopping at the door. “Good look figuring things out with Rhapsody. She’s a good kid, and you are too.” Auðr smiled, patting Léonel’s shoulder before shutting the door. “Check my band off the list. Let’s get you back home and see about a meeting with Logan and those Steelcrest guys.” Auðr said. “I’ll text Alpha Logan so it’s in writing rather than just the pack link.” I nodded, grabbing my phone as we headed out. Sage: Alpha Logan? Could we meet? Auðr and I have decided, but we have conditions I want to discuss with you before the Steelcrest elders. I didn’t expect a fast reply, so I was surprised that he responded a few minutes later. Alpha Logan: Are you heading to your family’s house now? Sage: We’re driving there now. If you can’t meet tonight, that’s okay. Alpha Logan: It’s fine. I’ll have to bring Rose and CJ. Aurelia is helping at the ranch. Sage: I’m sure my parents will happily host you and the heirs. Alpha Logan: Very well. I’ll see you there. I’ll also have Kevin bring the Steelcrest elders from his city to meet you. Sage: Thank you, Alpha Logan. “Okay. We’re all set. Alpha Logan will meet us at my parents’ house and have Mr. Delaney bring Steelcrest down.” I said, pocketing my phone. “Remember, if they don’t agree, it’s not the end of the world. Same with if they do agree.” Auðr smiled, squeezing my hand. “True. Either way, we’ll be fine.” I agreed, turning some music on for the drive. When we arrived, I wasn’t surprised to see a red SUV in the driveway. It must be Alpha Logan’s. Peering through the backseat window confirmed that. I could see the booster seats for the heirs and a mess of snacks, juice boxes, and toys. I love how normal our heirs are raised. While kids aren’t something I’ll have to worry about with a male mate, the normalcy Alpha Logan creates is part of why I’d want to learn to be an alpha from him. “Sage!” Mom rushed me, pulling me into a hug the moment we were inside. “Alpha Logan is here and says you made your decision. You weren’t going to talk it over with us?” “Erin…” Dad sighed, pulling her back a little. “Sage is all grown up. They even have a mate now. Sage will be making decisions with Auðr from now on.” “I know. I just… Austin and River’s life choices didn’t mean possibly moving across the country from me.” Mom frowned. “Miss Carlisle, let’s all sit down, and we can explain our decision,” Auðr suggested. “Sounds like a good plan. The kids can only occupy little Rose and CJ for so long in the yard.” Dad smiled, guiding Mom to the living room, where Alpha Logan was waiting. I looked out the patio doors and smiled. I’d miss my family if we moved, especially in such moments. Watching Austin and River in their wolves being chased around the yard by Rose and CJ, with Suzie and Leo encouraging the heirs. It was cute and wholesome. I’m sure Suzie and Leo will have pups sooner rather than later, and it’ll be my nibblings out there playing and filling the house with laughter. “So? What’s the decision?” Logan asked, getting straight to it. “We’ll do it. But on our terms.” I said, turning to face him. “And your terms?” Logan arched his brow. “First, they have to wait till the December blood moon. Neither of us is at a point where we’re ready to mark, let alone lead a pack.” I said. “Reasonable.” Logan nodded. “What else?” My train of thought was interrupted by the door. Dad smiled and quietly excused himself to get the door. My anxiety jumped ten notches as he led the Steelcrest elder and Sub-Beta Kevin into the living room. “What have we missed?” Joar asked. “Sage and Auðr were detailing their terms for accepting their part in the prophecy to be your new Alpha and Aleph. So shut your mouths and open your ears.” Logan stated. “What else do you want beyond to wait till the December blood moon?” “December, but…” Elton started to protest but shut up quickly when Logan turned red eyes at him. “Waiting till December is key for both of us,” Auðr said. “I need to handle things with my band. We were already at our twenty-year mark, so we’ve discussed retiring Immortal Eclipse after this tour.” “And we need to learn how to function in these new roles,” I said. “We will, of course, train you.” Svein nodded. “I don’t want you to train me. You may be elders, but you are not alphas. And the prophecy said we would unite Steelcrest like never before. We can’t do that if we follow the old ways you’d want to teach me.” I shook my head. “Then what was your plan, Sage?” Logan asked. It probably wasn’t necessary, but I bowed to him and put my hands together. “I would greatly appreciate it if you would train me, Alpha Logan. If I must become an alpha, I want to be one like you. I want to be an alpha my pack can approach, an alpha they can depend on,” I said. “Steelcrest elders, can you agree to your future Alpha and Aleph’s terms?” Logan asked. “I… we…” Joar stammered before nodding. “If it is the will of our next Alpha, then we accept.” “Good. Then looks like I’ll have a purple-haired shadow for the next few months.” Logan declared. “Rule one, kid, stand up straight. You don’t need to bow to me.” I grinned, standing up. It was all coming together. The band accepted Auðr’s plans for life after Immortal Eclipse. And now Steelcrest and Alpha Logan have accepted our terms for becoming Alpha and Aleph. I know it’s going to be hard work. It will be harder work than I’ve ever faced, but I’ll have Auðr and many others rooting for me and helping me through it all. So, I knew I’d manage.I know. I know. I skipped a sex scene. But it was more important to see them talk to the band, Logan, and the Steelcrest elders.
Six months sounds like a long time on paper. When you’re living it, however, it’s a different story. It felt like I blinked, and time was nearly up. Retiring Immortal Eclipse took me two months, including finishing our tour. I’m an old hat at this, so the transition was smooth. I’d spoken to Albert. He knew this was coming, not the Sage part. That was a shock to him. Albert had figured we were hitting that limit of being in public without all the speculation about our immortality. As such, the label already had everything ready. They did all the media release that Immortal Eclipse has retired, and band members thank their fans for all their years of being fans and hope they will respect their privacy as they transition to civilian life. This time was going to be different from past decades. I wasn’t going to return to music as a profession. I wasn’t the only one retiring permanently. As much as the rest of the Darby family wanted Léonel to return to les Ombres Sanctifiées, he wouldn
I know I should be focused on socializing and getting to know the people of Steelcrest. After all, tonight is my introduction to them, and tomorrow, I’ll take my oath as their Alpha. Yet, I couldn’t keep my eyes off Auðr, eager for tonight and our official mating. Sure, we’ve had lots of sex these last few months. It’s not the same, in any case. “You know staring at him isn’t going to make him suddenly come back.” Elton taunted as he joined Christian and me, with Otto in tow. “Ready for the torment of a Steelcrest social event?” Otto asked in their typical bored emo-esk tone. Some might think his broody exterior is just a front, but it’s not. At least not that I’ve seen. Christian and Elton have also told me Otto was like this, even as kids. It’s just who he is. Otto’s not opposed to having fun, or what Otto calls fun. He’s a stealth mischief maker. We bonded over politics, and he helped plan and execute a few anti-protests back in Portland when misogynistic fascists fucks dared
I couldn’t tell you how we got from the hallway outside the banquet hall to our room. It was a frantic blur of rough kisses. Auðr’s vest was gone, his shirt was missing most of its buttons, and his pants were open. My vest and blouse were in a similar condition to his shirt. As for my skirt, well, I don’t know where it is beyond not being on me. “Fuck… Auðr… commando,” I groaned, tugging his pants down to find he wasn’t wearing underwear. “Complaining?” Auðr teased, stroking my cock through my boxers. “Neeever…” I moaned, eyes rolling back as he reached into my boxers and stroked my bare dick. “Didn’t think so.” Auðr chuckled into my lips as he kissed me. I moaned, wiggling out of my vest and top, wanting fewer layers between us. With the offended clothes gone, I wrapped one arm around Auðr’s neck while I used my free hand to return the favor by stoking his dick too. Touching Auðr and especially being touched by him is always crazy good. This blood moon eclipse made things ev
Sage and their family are right about one thing: their Goddess always has a plan. I’d never thought about why I’d had the dreams about Eclipse back when I was human. I never realized the cute guy who’d bought me a drink and tried to chat me up at the club the night I died was a werewolf, let alone my mate. It’s weird to know now. It was strange that Miles and his Eclipse wolf appeared as a warning to Sage and me after our marking. I already didn’t like Joar and the others, so to hear it was his ancestor who killed Miles wasn’t a shocker. I want to trust Christian and the others. I know it’s unfair to hold the father’s sins against the son, so I will give those boys the benefit of the doubt. However, the benefit of the doubt has only extended so far. If I get even the slightest inkling that they are a danger to Sage, I’ll rip their fucking heads off. I didn’t feel safe in Steelcrest during the day. It wasn’t that I’d be their target. Though now that we’re mated, killing me would be
As we entered the hall, I locked eyes with the various members of our family, and my vampire bandmates posted up around the room. Someone I knew was truly loyal to us was watching all the exits, which made me feel safer. The elders and their sons were already waiting on the stage. Christian, Elton, and Otto spotted us and hurried over with concerned expressions. “What’s wrong?” I asked, skipping any small talk. “Something feels… off,” Christian whispered, beckoning us to an alcove away from others. “Define off,” Sage said. “Beyond that, your families and the vampires are on high alert and watching all the exits?” Otto folded his arms. “They were weird all day. What’s up with that?” Elton asked. “Back to what’s off.” I nodded my chin to Christian. “Our dads and grandads. They... I can’t place it, but they’ve been acting weird the closer we’ve gotten to the ceremony.” Christian whispered. “Spit it out, kid.” I hissed. “Auðr.” Sage elbowed me. “I’m gonna need you to elaborate.
Dear Readers, Thank you for taking the time to read this Anthology. I hope you have enjoyed all the stories it contained. With the conclusion of The Hybrid’s Vampire, we have come to the official end of this Anthology. I will take the rest of November off to work on a project. You can follow me on social media to stay current on what I'm working on. I will return to Goodnovel in December with Her Second Chance Mate, Alex Whitland and Holly Boland's story. Bring tissues! See you son and thanks for all your support! Bryant
Dear Readers, Love has a way of surprising us—especially when fate steps in. Thread of Destiny is a story about friendship, longing, and the magic of fated mates. It’s a sapphic paranormal romance that blends the thrill of unexpected love with the warmth of a second-chance connection. If you’ve been following my stories, you may already be familiar with Evie and Sophie. Evie Rock is the younger sister of Rohan Rock, whose love story with Shikoba Thorn unfolded in Cult of Love (featured in The Genius Delta). Sophie Blanchett was first introduced as the French nanny caring for Rohan and Shikoba’s twin daughters. Their paths crossed in the past, but they were just side characters in someone else’s love story. Now, it’s their turn. Evie also made a small cameo in Her Second Chance Mate, and some of you may remember last year’s Valentine’s novella, A Moonlight Valentine, where love took center stage. This year, fate is weaving a new thread, one that connects two hearts who never expected
Winters in Bloodmoon have always been beautiful, but it’s the kind of beauty best shared with someone else. I had no someone else. I was alone in my tiny apartment, in that awkward in-between place where my wolf demanded companionship I still hadn’t found. I’m eighteen, living on my own for the first time, enrolled at the University of Portland for music…and mateless. It was lonely in ways I couldn’t describe to my friends. At university, my classmates saw a seemingly normal freshman, a girl with a bright smile, wavy brown hair, and a knack for the cello. They didn’t see how my wolf, Noria, prowled inside me, restless and craving that fabled mate bond. It was a Friday night, one I should have spent partying or doing anything with friends. Instead, I planned an evening of tragic solitude. I’d just flopped onto my sofa, halfheartedly scrolling through N*****x. My reflection in the dark TV screen caught my eye first: hair tumbling past my shoulders in loose brown waves, warm-toned skin w
The bathroom mirror reflected Evie and me standing side by side, and for a moment, I couldn’t help but marvel at how surreal everything felt. My soft pink lace dress hugged my figure, the delicate floral appliqués shimmering faintly under the warm bathroom light. The fitted bodice gave way to a flowing A-line skirt, and the soft curls of my hair framed my face, half pinned up at Evie’s suggestion. It was rare that I felt this beautiful, but tonight wasn’t just any night—it was Valentine’s Day, and for the first time, I had someone to share it with. Evie adjusted the sweetheart neckline of her lavender mermaid gown, and I turned to watch her. The dress hugged her figure like it was made just for her, the appliquéd beads catching the light with every slight movement. Her brown curls cascaded over her shoulders, soft waves framing her glowing amber eyes. She caught me staring and smirked, her cheeks flushing faintly. “You’re staring again, you know.” “Can you blame me?” I teased, step
It was well into the evening when persistent knocking pulled me from blissful sleep. My body felt heavy, and I blinked in confusion, slowly realizing that Sophie’s bare back lay beneath my hand. Memories of our bond flooded back—her teeth at my neck, the thrill of becoming mates. The knocking came again, sharper this time. As I lifted my head, I noticed Sophie sleeping peacefully, her dark hair splayed around her. I almost ignored the sound to stay curled around her warmth, but my wolf, Noria, grew annoyed. My phone lay dead on the sofa; I had missed any calls. Reluctantly, I slipped from her side, pulling on some clothes and tying my messy hair into a ponytail. I glanced at my reflection—happy but tired. I shut the bedroom door quietly and moved to the front door, where the knocking continued urgently. I peered through the peephole and recognized my parents, Andrew and Roxanne. A wave of unease washed over me. My parents rarely showed up unannounced. Taking a deep breath, I open
Evie placed her hands on either side of my head, trapping me against the door. My heart fluttered, filled with anticipation. Her gaze dropped to my lips, the questions swirling in her mind. Before she could speak, I gripped her sweater and pulled her closer, our torsos bumping together. A soft gasp escaped her, and our restraint snapped. We kissed hungrily, with a fervor that bordered on desperation. All the pent-up longing, the nights I’d lain awake in France, imagining my mate and our first night together, now guided every motion. The taste of her lips intoxicated me, and I sighed against her mouth, letting her slip her arms around my waist. A strangled moan escaped my throat when her fingers skated under my sweater, brushing the warm skin beneath. Between kisses, we shed more layers. First, my sweater, then hers, tossed onto the floor. A flush heated my skin when I realized I was standing here in my bra and pants. Under normal circumstances, I might have felt self-conscious, but E
I stood in the doorway of my apartment, my heart pounding so loudly that I was sure Sophie could hear it. The overhead lamp cast a warm light across the living room, illuminating the scattered evidence of my messy lifestyle—music sheets, guitar cables, and a precariously tilted cello case. She and I had come all this way—quite literally, on her part—and the reality that she was truly here, in my space, felt surreal. Sophie’s breath fanned across my cheek as she leaned in, and the tension in the air crackled with electric anticipation. My pulse raced, every inch of me straining toward her. The fresh scent of her skin—warm and a little sweet—curled around my senses, chasing away the lingering chill from outside. Her gray-blue eyes searched my face, and I realized she was waiting for me to close the final gap between us. I whispered her name, unable to control the tremor in my voice. The corner of her mouth quirked with the slightest hint of a smile, and I felt a surge of daring race th
Standing in my childhood bedroom in Paris, I considered canceling my flight for a Valentine’s Day mate gathering in Silverclaw. My father insisted I wouldn’t meet my mate if I stayed in Les Hurleurs Sanctifiés, the pack I grew up in. At twenty-one, I was well past the age when many wolves find their mates; friends had found theirs by eighteen or nineteen. My mother encouraged me, saying the bond was worth the effort. So, as Valentine’s Day approached, I gave in and booked my flight to Portland, Oregon, the nearest major airport to the Silverclaw Pack in Washington. It all made sense on paper: attend the mate gathering, meet wolves from other packs, and perhaps walk away with the partner fate had promised me since birth. In my heart, though, I was nervous. What if it turned out the same as all the other mate gatherings? What if I left, still feeling that lonely ache in my chest? I pushed away the thought as best I could. The flight was long—from Paris to Amsterdam and then to Portland
Winters in Bloodmoon have always been beautiful, but it’s the kind of beauty best shared with someone else. I had no someone else. I was alone in my tiny apartment, in that awkward in-between place where my wolf demanded companionship I still hadn’t found. I’m eighteen, living on my own for the first time, enrolled at the University of Portland for music…and mateless. It was lonely in ways I couldn’t describe to my friends. At university, my classmates saw a seemingly normal freshman, a girl with a bright smile, wavy brown hair, and a knack for the cello. They didn’t see how my wolf, Noria, prowled inside me, restless and craving that fabled mate bond. It was a Friday night, one I should have spent partying or doing anything with friends. Instead, I planned an evening of tragic solitude. I’d just flopped onto my sofa, halfheartedly scrolling through N*****x. My reflection in the dark TV screen caught my eye first: hair tumbling past my shoulders in loose brown waves, warm-toned skin w
Dear Readers, Love has a way of surprising us—especially when fate steps in. Thread of Destiny is a story about friendship, longing, and the magic of fated mates. It’s a sapphic paranormal romance that blends the thrill of unexpected love with the warmth of a second-chance connection. If you’ve been following my stories, you may already be familiar with Evie and Sophie. Evie Rock is the younger sister of Rohan Rock, whose love story with Shikoba Thorn unfolded in Cult of Love (featured in The Genius Delta). Sophie Blanchett was first introduced as the French nanny caring for Rohan and Shikoba’s twin daughters. Their paths crossed in the past, but they were just side characters in someone else’s love story. Now, it’s their turn. Evie also made a small cameo in Her Second Chance Mate, and some of you may remember last year’s Valentine’s novella, A Moonlight Valentine, where love took center stage. This year, fate is weaving a new thread, one that connects two hearts who never expected
Dear Readers, Thank you for taking the time to read this Anthology. I hope you have enjoyed all the stories it contained. With the conclusion of The Hybrid’s Vampire, we have come to the official end of this Anthology. I will take the rest of November off to work on a project. You can follow me on social media to stay current on what I'm working on. I will return to Goodnovel in December with Her Second Chance Mate, Alex Whitland and Holly Boland's story. Bring tissues! See you son and thanks for all your support! Bryant
As we entered the hall, I locked eyes with the various members of our family, and my vampire bandmates posted up around the room. Someone I knew was truly loyal to us was watching all the exits, which made me feel safer. The elders and their sons were already waiting on the stage. Christian, Elton, and Otto spotted us and hurried over with concerned expressions. “What’s wrong?” I asked, skipping any small talk. “Something feels… off,” Christian whispered, beckoning us to an alcove away from others. “Define off,” Sage said. “Beyond that, your families and the vampires are on high alert and watching all the exits?” Otto folded his arms. “They were weird all day. What’s up with that?” Elton asked. “Back to what’s off.” I nodded my chin to Christian. “Our dads and grandads. They... I can’t place it, but they’ve been acting weird the closer we’ve gotten to the ceremony.” Christian whispered. “Spit it out, kid.” I hissed. “Auðr.” Sage elbowed me. “I’m gonna need you to elaborate.