What's this? Does Dylan have a soft side? What do you think of him now that we are seeing a little peek behind the stony facade?
Ace I carry Kaiya back upstairs to her dungeon and change her clothes myself. I’ll need her body healthy, even if her mind is not. She has an amazing figure, but that doesn’t make up for what she did to Rebecca. I might need to play with her more, though. Kaiya was always pretty and so fragile looking, yet she held up to our training sessions well. She never complained, at least not outwardly and often held a smile for me. I remember watching her through the windows one day as she cleaned the sitting room and admiring the shape of her slender form and how her curves were in all the right places. She was so pleasing to look at and so polite, so why are Rebecca’s accounts and memories so different. Rebecca told me of a time Kaiya sought her out in the school library telling her to stay away from us because she would find a way to make us her and wouldn’t have anyone get in her way, no matter what their rank. Maybe it’s because Kaiya wanted us to believe she was sweet and
Kaiya My eyes open to yet another day in the blasted attic and I am sure I can expect a visit or two from Ace, as usual. It grows tiresome, his taunting and constant edging between sexual play and angry outbursts of violence. He has yet to do more than caress and bite my flesh, but I fear he will not stop at that one of these days. Tears well in my eyes when I hear the creak of the floorboards beyond the door and the clicking of the locks being undone. Here comes another session with Ace! “Good morning, Little Mouse! I bring you scrambled eggs and toast. I have juice, but the coffee is for me. You don’t get coffee,” Ace hums in an almost sing-song tune. “If you are a good girl and eat up for me, I might reward you.” Ace adjusts the bed I am strapped to, so I am sitting, nearly upright as he usually does for feeding me. “I see you wet yourself during the night. Such a shame. That must be uncomfortable for you. I will need to give you a sponge bath, but for that, I need to give y
Rebecca I know Ace goes to his little pet every morning and feeds her. He needs her strength so she can bear his heir. I know he toys with her and his desires run almost as deep as his anger and hatred. That is why I encourage his trysts with the Omegas and even my best friend, Tiffany. I watch through the sheer curtains of the french doors dividing our living area from bedroom as Ace fucks Tiffany hard. I touch myself as I watch him toss her from her position on her hands and knees, quickly flipping her to her back and slamming into her with a vengeance. It turns me on not only watching their interaction, but knowing this little act of passion is causing that little red haired bitch unbearable pain! If I truly loved Ace, I would not stand for this, but he is a tool like any other. He is an ends to a means, like any man is. They are not worth the trouble of actually caring for them. But Ace does have a spectacular body and I know how to leverage mine to control him. Too bad, my wi
Dylan Meetings…lots of meetings! Our company is going down the toilets! Our CFO quit and now we need a new Chief Financing Officer. The previous one was embezzling for over four years. I fear we are sunk and if the business fails our pack finances fail. This is not how I wanted today to go! This afternoon, Ace is allowing me to spend some time with Kaiya in my suite before he moves her to a spot in the dungeons he had fixed up to accommodate her. He fears she will try to escape again, and wants to keep her safe, yet under his thumb. I leave one meeting to go to another. This one is with a newspaper contact who gives us discounts on running ads in the largest newspaper in our region. “Hi, Mr. Stevens!” I greet. “You know you can call me Joh, Dylan. I have known you since you were six years old,” My father’s old friend says. “I know, John. But I am here for business. We need to run another Ad for a Chief Financial Officer. Maybe we should add a new accountant, too. I am about
Kaiya What the fuck was that? I wonder to myself as I reel in the heat of what just passed between Dylan and I. I am uncertain what to think or feel. All reasoning has left me as the guards, Tanner, Ross and Jared all lead me to my new home in the dungeons, because I am a clever “Little Mouse”. Honestly, I think Ace lost the plot somewhere. He is not right in the head. Dylan, on the other hand…Dylan made my heart race and my body fill with a need I never imagined having. I need to feel his touch. I crave his hands all over my body, his kisses, his mouth. I want him to explore me and ravish me. I want to give into his most depraved desires. I have never felt this way before, not even when Ace touches me and my body responds to him, does this level of need strike me. ‘It is because Dylan was being kind and sensual,’ I think I hear the faintest, weakest voice mumble in my mind and then my headache takes over. “Is my headache caused by Lilly trying to re-awaken?” I mumble to myself t
Ace Yesterday evening’s interaction with Kaiya plays out in my mind as I sit between Rebecca and Dylan in the dining hall. Rebecca, feels ill and excuses herself, calling for her little Omega girl to help her to our suite, while I finish my meal next to the steel trap that is my brother. Dylan is as cold as a block of ice. How can Kaiya be turned on by that? Why don’t I make her as anxious to play as he does? I could see it in her eyes when I asked. She wants him in ways I want her to want me. I hate her and what she did to Rebecca, but I can not deny my desire to possess Kaiya and fill her with my seed. I am pondering this when one of the pack historian’s approaches. I listen carefully as he speaks to my brother. “Dylan, I found something important you need to hear. You and your brother both!” The Historian, Octavius I believe, says. “Yes, Octavius..then please tell us,” Dylan says with a hint of curiosity in his tone. “Hmmm…how do I put this lightly?” The historian muses. “Fra
Dylan I cannot just go up to the Lycan King’s Mate, his Luna, and ask her if she is this lost heir or if she has children. I mean, we know she has a son, everyone knows she has a son. He will be eighteen in the spring, but The Lycan King’s son is his heir, we would have to give our pack over to him. If we don’t fix things, we will have to anyway. I make my way to my father’s house and his home office. He moved to this townhouse after retiring. My father doesn’t run the pack or the business anymore, but he has been working on some side business venture idea he had. “Dad, I’m glad you are in,” I say as I walk into his home office and meet his cold stare. I never thought green was a cold color, but when my father’s green eyes meet mine, I get a chill. My father sits behind his enormous, showy, teak desk in his leather swivel chair with a casual but professional looking collared shirt and dark slacks. He never was good at unwinding, at least not after mom died. I vaguely remember a
Ace “What a crock of shit!” I snarl as I rage at no one, in my office. “We are the Alphas and everyone knows these ridiculous prophecies are things to entertain children and old ladies.” I pace and grumble. I feel a headache coming on, so I pop my headache medicine and pace once more around the room before plopping on to my tastefully modern black leather sofa. I prefer an uncluttered, clean, modern, professional look, unlike my brother who still has trophies from sports we played as kids and seems to prefer a more chaotic design style. Or can we call his style ‘design’? A tentative knock on my door makes me turn and respond, “Who is it?” “A-Alpha, sir? The-the hostages…ah..the rogues have been processed and made ready for questioning, sir,” A jittery young voice says. It must be that new guard, what was his name, Josiah? I open the door and look at the tawny skinned boy with the buzz cut and enormous brown eyes before reply, “ Lead the way, Josiah!” “It’s Jesus, sir!” The yo
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