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Malleus “Dad, it’s your birth pack! It’s the place you were running from when you met Father! I want to meet these cousins who defy the supposed curse that cost you your mates but brought you into the arms of my birthing parent. They must be something special,” I say, arguing with my dad once again. He told me all about my birthing parent, the large hulk of a Lycan that is the half brother of the Lycan king himself. They were together for nearly five and a half years, though they never marked one another, knowing Vincente, my father, had yet to find his mate…sometimes I wish they had and he wouldn’t have found Chrisotbel and Argus, his fated mates, but then I wouldn’t have been raised by papa and dad in this small pack where the other wolves my age fear, respect and sometimes worship me…I’m not kidding about that last part. I am the captain of the Guard and just turning eighteen. I am also the captain of the high school football team and while our pack being small means we share our
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
Malleus “Dad, it’s your birth pack! It’s the place you were running from when you met Father! I want to meet these cousins who defy the supposed curse that cost you your mates but brought you into the arms of my birthing parent. They must be something special,” I say, arguing with my dad once again. He told me all about my birthing parent, the large hulk of a Lycan that is the half brother of the Lycan king himself. They were together for nearly five and a half years, though they never marked one another, knowing Vincente, my father, had yet to find his mate…sometimes I wish they had and he wouldn’t have found Chrisotbel and Argus, his fated mates, but then I wouldn’t have been raised by papa and dad in this small pack where the other wolves my age fear, respect and sometimes worship me…I’m not kidding about that last part. I am the captain of the Guard and just turning eighteen. I am also the captain of the high school football team and while our pack being small means we share our
Kaiya The thunder has been rumbling but the storm hasn’t arrived. The ceremony has continued and now pack members are preparing for our run through the city to the forest to run the lap through the forests and fields beyond the city in our vast packlands. Many who will go into heat at the full moon’s apex will return to their homes, but the rest will celebrate at the packhouse, while our mates and I go to a suite for our heat and rut. As we strip our clothing off and shift, those who opt not to shift or cannot, gather them and bring them to the packhouse. In our case, Dee, with Xavier in tow, does this for us. I hear gasps all around when I transform into Lilly’s silver form with her red petal mark and am reminded that outside of Dylan and Ace and their wolves, no one has seen my wolf form until now. “She is gorgeous!” I hear one young Omega exclaim and a sense of pride fills me. I have always known Lilly was cute, but to hear her called ‘gorgeous’ fills me with more confidence in
Kaiya “Dee, hold Xavier while I finish getting ready for the ceremony,” I say as I hand her her little mate. Xavier is two months old now and flashes his eyes from Lycan black to blue at random. Dee told me the black eyes are not his Lycan’s or his wolf’s. She has only seen him with red eyes in her visions but that his Lycan form like his wolf’s are special so he might have the ability to switch between black and red eyes. This is highly unusual among any species. But, when has anything involving my mates and I been the usual? “That gown looks amazing on you,” Dee says. “It’s as if it were designed for you, But I know it’s an antique, dating back almost three hundred years. She was beautiful, with chestnut brown hair like yours and golden flecked amber eyes and she was an Omega, the woman who first wore this gown. I was just a young girl and watched her become the Luna of this pack, but when it was time for her great granddaughter to come to power, an even older law, one that had
Ace “Draknar! I sure hope our son is not mated to Draknar Evensong! That Vampire is a walking billboard of why we warn our children off of even speaking to a Vampire!” Dylan rants. “You are just upset that he broke through your cold facade within five minutes of meeting him and nearly had you in his bed that night, if it weren’t for father making us leave the conference early. I am not going to lie…he had me too…his plan was to get us both together and he told me as much when he was kissing my neck,” I laugh. Kaiya and Xavier are in the pack hospital for the night and I plan to fuck Dylan if he ever stops pacing and ranting. I don’t totally blame him. Draknar is known for seducing men and women alike and leaving heartbroken human men wondering what struck them and how they have never experienced sex as intense before or after. He fucks while he feeds and it is intense. I was eighteen when we met him. Just weeks before discovering Kaiya is our mate. Dylan and I fuck while we feed of
Kaiya “Xavier Alexander Ashcroft, welcome to the world. I am your birthing parent and these big fellas here are your other parents. Welcome to the world, my little Alpha,” I say as I take in his precious features. “Wow! That is the perfect name, Kaiya,” Ace whispers, leaning close and kissing my cheek. “Do you want to hold him?” I ask, sliding my precious son into his father’s arms. Not many children can claim to have two fathers and one mother and literally mean it, but that number in the werewolf world will be growing as more people acknowledge their same sex mates. In our case “father” and “mother” are relative terms, but we won’t sweat it. It will be alot to explain to them as they reach mating age. “He’s beautiful!” Dylan gushes. “Our little bundle of love!” Ace hands him over to Dylan who looks at him as if he is the most precious thing in the world and he is to all of us. He’s our tiny little savior and Alpha. But, more importantly, he is a symbol of our love for one ano
Kaiya It has been two months since Dylan got his Lycan form and you would think I had gotten sex of ogling my gorgeous beastly mates as they fuck one another animalistically in Lycan form. I haven’t, but I learned they each need a minimum of one pitcher of water each when they are done. They aren’t in heat and knotting one another right now so will guzzle the water and get right back to it when the mood is right. Meanwhile I admire the way their muscles tense and spring and how they howl, roar and moan while I pinch my nipples and rub my throbbing length on the chair in front of me. I can’t reach it well past my swollen belly right now. This baby is huge, but so are my mates. As Dylan pulls his still hard length out of Ace’s gaping hole and I witness the beauty of the aftermath of their third session this evening, I cum hard, spraying the chair and squirting a flood of juices from my pussy then the pain rolls through me as soon as the euphoria of the orgasm fades and I realize that f
Dylan “Stop babying me,” I snarl as Makya and Dee look over the wound. I stare at the now shattered blade with its dissipating magic and will the shadows to send it all back to the wielder and turn it on him. Dee looks at me and laughs, “Now you are coming into your full poser. You are more a threat to them than ever and they’ll soon see. It won’t kill him, but he’ll be permanently marked and if we see him, even in the human city, we will know him.” “You know what I did?” I ask. “Yes…and you are free to go as soon as you take a precautionary dose,” Dee says, handing me a vial. I slug down the vile, bitter liquid and follow the scent of my mate in his heat. I slam open the door to our suite and take a huge breath through my flaring nostrils allowing myself to transform into my beastly Lycan form as I push the door shut behind me a stalk forward, approaching my prey. Kaiya senses my approach and gasps, pulling her cock out of Ace’s ass and letting her eyes and mine register what i
Dylan Before us stands a nearly eight foot tall black, shadowy wolf-man, also known as a Lycan. His enormous canine-like member drips with precum as it stands erect off his body. “Who’s first?” The deep, growly voice of Ace’s beast asks. He always asks this…It’s been over six months and Kaiya’s belly has swollen. The mating ball come and went and I noticed Liam’s half brother looks similar to him with his golden locks when he accompanied his best friend, Kaiya’s brother to the mating ball. I am the only one who caught them stealing kisses and stroking one another’s cocks. I told them I wouldn’t tell anyone. They told me they are mates but aren’t ready to tell everyone yet. They are cute together. “I always take you first,” I moan at my beastly brother as I stroke my thick cock. “Then hop on my cock! I’m going to make you ride me and then I want Kaiya to shove her alpha cock in there and we can knot you together!” He snarls. Okay! I’ve only done this once before without their k
Kaiya I can only imagine what it must be like having three male mates. I watch Alicia and the boys run off excitedly and turn to look at the families. Alex and Alicia’s dad looks sad and mournful. His mate looks as if she might cry, but still happy. Amon and Elijah’s parents look happy but worried and the coach…let’s just say, he’s still horny. “Put some pants on, Coach!” I order. “While you are not allowed to work with youth anymore, you may know of other pack members who have been forced to reject or keep hidden their same sex mates. I need to know of any.” “On the current team…Brant Donohue, Emerson Lords and Shane Collins. Also Colby Collins…his mate is a chosen mate…his brother and he were forced to reject one another on the day Shane shifted. They were at the afterparty for a big game. Their father, Anthony Collins, is a friend of mine…he was forced to reject both of his male mates…his younger brothers and they both left the pack. I don’t think they rejected one another. Your