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KaiyaToday is my 16th birthday and I shifted for the first time, but despite my excitement over finally meeting my adorable wolf, my life went from bad to miserable.Let me explain…I never knew my parents. As far as I know I am an orphan and I showed up on the doorstep to the packhouse in the Red Shadow Pack as an infant. Once I was old enough to work, I was given chores. As I have grown, my list of duties has grown with me. First it was dusting and sweeping, then doing dishes and laundry got added to the list, now I do most of the cleaning and cooking along with another Omega, Amina. Amina doesn’t have one duty I have, however, and that is being the practice dummy for the twin alpha heirs. I had just finished cleaning up from breakfast and was preparing for our morning training session, where I could expect the boys to leave me battered and bruised, as usual. Yeah, I am a literal punching bag for them! That is when the first wave of pain jolted through me, causing me to double ove
Kaiya Ace’s and Dylan’s words echo through my head as I run for the packhouse in horror, but soon I would learn it is just the start of my misery. “No! We must reject her!” and “In her weakened state, rejecting her would be a death sentence!” ring through my mind on repeat while my legs can’t carry me inside fast enough to escape the horror unfolding. My lungs burn and hot tears roll down my cheeks. Terror grips me and my mind reels while my emotions spiral into a confusing symphony of mixed feelings. My legs nearly give way when I am forced to halt at the top of the stairs after climbing them to the Greek revivalist style balcony overlooking the extensive gardens between the packhouse and training grounds. Rebecca stands at the top of the stairs, just inches from where I halted with one of her sweetest smiles plastered to her pretty face. “I have something for you,” she says in that sickly sweet tone that drives me insane. The thing abo
AceKaiya turned sixteen today and I had intended to give her a small gift. It was nothing special, just a token of kindness, but it seems my kindness to her was misplaced. Kaiya transformed in front of our eyes on the training grounds and her wolf was the most adorable, fluffy ball of silver fur I had ever seen. She has an unusual red petal mark on her forehead, which I haven’t seen before. It reminds me of something out of an old fairytale. I wanted to run my fingers through her fur that looked so soft, but I knew she would be embarrassed, so I picked up her clothing and held it out to her so that she could transform back and we could train. She wasn’t ready to train in wolf form yet. As we turned our backs on her to allow her a modicum of privacy, I caught Dylan’s eyes and his glazed expression. He is rarely moved or surprised by anything since our mother’s death. I suspect he is shocked. I mean, her wolf’s fur doesn’t match her chestnut colored hair, the petal mark is close, bu
DylanFive Years Later I go over the prison reports in front of me for the third time today. Something isn’t adding up. I saw Kaiya’s wolf, so I know she has one. But reports say she has no evidence of even having a wolf spirit. Her healing is decent, better than human healing, but not up to par with a typical werewolf whose wolf spirit is healthy. She never shifts, even when forced into a fighting ring. There is definitely something wrong. I’m jittery and nervous. I’m also more than just tempted to storm out of here and go to her. I want to ask her questions and see for myself what has happened to her, but the other side of me tells me I am a fool for trusting her or anyone, mate bond or not. It’s five minutes until three o'clock. She will be released at three on the dot. I close my eyes and inhale deeply. I remember that fateful day five years ago. Kaiya’s sixteenth birthday. We didn’t expect her to get her wolf or transform that early. Which leaves another mystery for us.
Kaiya The creak of the enormous Iron gate and the rattling of heavy chains is a cacophony of sounds as I stand in the entry and nod to the guard. For five long years this place has been my home, but today I gain my freedom. I went half starved and thirsty for weeks or even months on end before I would be given proper food, and then there were the beatings and fighting rings. When I was allotted time outdoors, all I could see was the distant sky above the tall red walls. With my wolf silent and knowing she was weak and unable to heal me well, my healing from the beatings was slower than normal for a werewolf. I still heal faster than ordinary humans, but not always fast enough to be healed before the next bearing. Ah…the beatings! The severity and style of beatings varied with the guards. Sheila wasn’t any less harsh than the guys. Sheila's beatings usually left me battered and bruised, but also questioning just what stories she had been fed, because of what she would say as she hi
Kaiya One month of searching and I still have no luck with jobs. Alpha Maxim is fine with my presence but requires all adult residents to get a job before joining his pack officially. Until I am an official pack member, I don’t have all the rights and protections of one. Freepelt pack is a small pack and they don’t have a lot of work, but I overheard a shopgirl this morning saying she would never hire me, because Alpha Ace would destroy anyone who helped the “traitorous whore Kaiya Ember”. My last name is because of the main city of The Red Shadow Pack. As far as I know, I have no true last name. Even in a different pack, I was doomed.I don’t want to bring Ace’s wrath on Amina, so I need to find a job and get out of her place for her sake.So now, I have driven into the neutral city and am looking into bartending at a human owned establishment. I get offered the demeaning job, with the skimpy uniform and agree to come back tomorrow night. Walking out of the building, I make my way
Ace I look at the name and know instantly who is calling. Yes, the good doctor could use the pack link, but he also knows I am in a meeting, trying to fix a shipping issue.“You will have to excuse me, gentlemen. Urgent business matters call,” I say as I get up from the meeting, leaving my brother to finish up."It is personal business,” I mindlink Dylan who shoots me a cold glare.‘I bet it is! Don’t tell me, it’ll probably just piss me off!’ Dylan replies through our link then cuts it off.I would tell him everything pisses him off, but it’s not as fun as it used to be. He used to leap on me and wrestle me, but now he stalks away and slams doors.I stride into the hospital and to the private wing where I inspect the patch job Doct Bill has done. It’s sufficient, however, when I turn to look his way as he explains medications Kaiya has been on in the prison, The dumb bitch uses the opportunity to attack me.“I am a full grown Alpha now, not a little boy!” I snarl as I shove her tiny
Kaiya I’m not sure how long I have been in this attic. Sometimes, I’m shackled to the cross, others I am strapped to a table or bed. Ace’s minions guard me in twos or threes for my “bathroom privilege” which is essentially a bucket I relieve myself in, but Ace comes in person to force feed me and question me. He’s not gentle about handling me and though he has yet to do anything more sexual than the first day when he bit my breasts while caressing them, but he has suggested it many times. “If you are a good girl, maybe I will give you what you crave,” Ace has suggested, palming his erection through his slacks. He does not realize I only craze one thing right now and that is my freedom. Let’s not discuss how he always gets an erection as he whips me and questions me and handles me roughly. I believe Ace delights in my pain. He’s a sadistic asshole. Ace or his minions whip me and beat me daily, though they are careful not to damage me too much because they view me as fragile like
Damien My uncle has been hoping I’d search for my mate while out here training and learning all the fighting styles and unique techniques from the strongest shifter packs world wide. To be honest, I’ve been doing nothing but fighting and fucking. If I find my mate then that’s fine but they had better be ready for my sex drive. After working up a sweat training I am always horny. Fighting always makes me harder than anything else and I need a release. Lycans have a very high sex drive and I am no exception. There are many Lycans who have more than one mate and there is a good reason for that. I just hope when I find mine they are ready to be thoroughly fucked or to fuck me good and hard. I am not an easy once a day kind of guy…I like it hard and frequent. I mean, my uncle is the Lycan King…it runs in our genes to be sex gods. “Gaddess, you are cute,” I say to the little fox shifter who is on his knees sucking my cock after I beat him in a match. He has been teaching me his kung foo
Tobias After college and training, coming home to the pack and living with my parents is strange. I have been gone for the better part of six years, getting college degrees and special training. I know the pack gossip and all the stuff that has been going on and I can say I approve of the changes these new Alphas are imparting. I’m working out in the packhouse gymnasium and have quite the sweat worked up from practicing some of my moves on the punching bags and practice dummies when Alpha Dylan mindlinks me. ‘Tobias Randall, I need you to come meet me at the main gate. I have an assignment for you.’ ‘I’ll be right on it, Alpha, but can I shower first? I’ve been working out and am sweaty,’ I reply to my Alpha. ‘Fine. You’ll want to make a good first impression with your Beta and Alpha Kaiya, since you will be with them the most,’ Alpha Dylan links back. I wonder what this assignment might be. I vaguely remember seeing Kaiya and Amina in school growing up, but I never suspected the
Amina Hiding things from my best friend is bad enough, but when that best friend is also my Alpha…that can be disastrous. With all the pack reforms, a new baby and two more on the way, the last thing she and her three hunky mates needed was the knowledge of these threats I have been getting. In addition to pack reforms and improvements in housing and treatment for Omegas, I have been tasked with working alongside several other pack members, including our former Gamma and his mate to spread the idea of reforms in how other packs treat their Omegas and help them set up programs, schools and more, in hopes of enriching the lives of their pack members. I also find Omegas and other mistreated pack members and offer our pack as a sanctuary if their packs do not improve their conditions. This has not always been well received. The threats started a few months ago. It started with things that seemed to be nonsense. The first letter read, “top this utter nonsense, Omega Bitch. You will pay
I have decided to break this story into parts…there are four connecting stories with an overarching story that threads them together. You have just read Chasing Their Unloved Luna Part 1: Finding The True Alpha.You are about to embark on Chasing Their Unloved Luna Part 2: Guarding The Faithful Beta.After that will be Chasing Their Unloved Luna Part 3: Seducing The Noble PriestessThis book will conclude with Chasing Their Unloved Luna Part 4: Hunting The Storm BringerThere will be a book or books highlighting the next generation of The Red Shadow Pack, but as for now this is what is planned for the continuation of this particular story. We have seen lots of twists and turns and tons of unexpected happenings, and there are lots of loose ends at the close of Part One so please stick with us as we continue our Journey.In Part 2, the focus shifts. We will see Kaiya and the boys in the background and may even get a surprise POV when something big happens involving them, but now we wi
Kaiya “Let’s get you boys and your baby bumps loaded into the cars and go see Makya,” I say after breakfast, rubbing Ace’s slightly curved tummy. Today they are nearly three months along and getting ultrasounds done. We are going to have to announce their pregnancies to the pack soon, then people will understand why their Alphas are tired and getting fat and moody. They are kind of adorable when they pout at me. “Come on boys. Or do I have to carry you?” Malleus chuckles, finding humor in this situation and the looks on Dylan and Aces’s faces. Reluctantly, both Ace and Dylan stand up and tug at their loose fitting shirts, that are not designed as maternity clothes, but hide their growing bumps. “They are going to have to make men’s maternity clothes,” Dylan pouts. “It’s a good thing we hired someone to represent us on business dealings with humans, because this would confuse them a lot,” Ace groans. “You are only just starting to show. Your bellies will get bigger over the next
Kaiya “How was saying ‘Goodbye’?” I ask Malleus. “It was harder than I expected but easier than most people make it seem,” He replies. “It’s not like he can’t come visit or as if I don’t have you, Ace and Dylan.” “That’s true, but it’s your dad and the life you had with him and the rest of your friends and family,” I say, softly. “Other than my Dad and Step-father, there really wasn’t much of a life I mind leaving behind. I have a better life here and the three of you. I can play football and make myself useful in guarding the borders and restoring the glory of the pack,” Malleus replies. “Our pack is going to be the second largest before long, Rivaled only by The Lycan King’s own pack and I want to ensure its growth and safety.” “You didn’t have any friends in your old pack?” I ask. “If you can call them that. I hung out with a crowd I wouldn’t trust, or rather, I was the biggest, darkest, scariest guy, so other guys that wanted to seem dark and creepy or liked the bad boy rep
Ace I look my uncle in the eyes as I say, “If my father had had his way, Dylan would have been in no better position than you were. Neither would Kaiya.” “So, Liam is also my nephew? My sister’s son and our other mate’s?” He asks. “Yes, that is true. She and he tried staying in the pack, though she moved to a small cabin and they tried staying together, but my father forbade it…he sent her to be the chosen mate of a man who had rejected his same sexed mates. That man did unspeakable things to his son…to his stepson, who he did not realize was not his own,” I reply. “Though, I have learned that Liam was one of a pair. His mother snuck the other twin to his father, from what I understand. I am unclear on the details. I have been trying to uncover secrets and sometimes I am left with more questions.” I’m meeting with him while Dylan, and Kaiya give Malleus a tour of the packlands. “There are so many questions I have for all of you. I am glad my son has found his mates, but I fear yo
Kaiya “A dark queen, arises, fighting her sister for the heavens and sends her children into the world spreading chaos through the Lycans and sowing discord that lead their own goddess to curse and divide them, one third remained Lycan, one third let their bloodlust win and became vampires while the other third walk as humans but answer to the goddess with their spirits being twinned to a wolf,” Dylan continues with the story. I tune in more closely when it reaches the punishment after The moon goddess wins. “The goddess of the moon banishes her sister and strips her of her wolf, her Shade children and their Vampire partners assist her in keeping her magic alive, but only by the will of a child born from the Child of Taranus and the Child of Selene together can end her or raise her back to power. Thrice in history has she sought the Child of Taranus who has coupled with the Child of Selene and thrice has she failed,” Dylan continues, highlighting each attempt and to this I pay close
Kaiya I follow the pull to Malleus into his dream and the first thing I notice is the dark, parched earth of the wastelands below my feet. Everything is dark,dry, thirsty and hungry for something more than just food. This place is desolate and I have the sinking feeling it wants my dark mate to stay here. I see him standing in the open, staring at the mountains with their raging storm. Lighting flashes and thunder claps. I edge forward and slide my dainty hand into his huge paw.I sense Mal’s unease and say, “It’s okay, Mal. I’m here. Show me all your dreams and all the nightmares that plague you.”“Kaiya, I can’t. Not in one nap or even one night. It will take a long time,” Malleus replies in a voice as parched as the scorched earth beneath our feet.“No need to rush. Tell me about this one. What can you tell me?”“Nothing. This one is new.”“Then let’s face it together,” I reply, but I am torn away and uncertain he could feel or hear me. A withered witch glares at me and snarls, “