I decided to gift you with a third chapter today, since the past several have been shorter in length. I hope you enjoy the int os tension and heat...we will get there...I promise.
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
Kaiya***Trigger warning-many chapters contain fragments of sexual violence, but this chapter contains a fairly graphic depiction of rape, if this triggers you, you may want to skip reading this chapter. Your mental health means a lot to me, only read this chapter under caution.*** Of course, he shows up more. One of the days, I hoped for just one or two visits from Ace and he is here early in the afternoon. Usually he comes at around am and again around seven or eight at night. I look at him as he lowers the hook, oh! He wants to make me his pinata again. He enjoys this little game of his. He strives to see how long before I cry out and how long before I let the pain claim my thoughts and consume me. Ace steps into my cell and hooks my wrist shackles to the hook, before taking a step back out to raise it up enough so I barely grace the floor with my feet. This is one of his favorites. He hasn’t realized, yet that the more he does this the more used to it I get and the more contro
Ace I didn’t mean to mark Kaiya, but something came over me right before my headache struck me. I pulled out of her and admired her delicious form before leaving her cell and coming back here to wash myself off. I had intended to tighten the belt around her throat if she tried to fight me off, but her body never did, only her words even sounded like an objection, but I know she enjoyed it. I shouldn't be so surprised she was still a virgin, but with her looks and perfect body, I am surprised others haven’t tried making her theirs. However she always was a good girl…what am I thinking? I need my medications! This headache is driving me to weird thoughts. I’m toweling myself off and searching for my medicine when Dylan mindlinks me. ‘Brother, meet me in your office! Now!’ ‘Let me get dressed! I just showered,’ I reply, suspicious of his timing. He couldn’t know about what I’ve done already, could he? I quickly dry off and get dressed, opting for a styling product to tame my hair
Dylan I stare at Ace before answering my phone and walking out of his office as flustered as I have been in a while. How come he never told me about mom’s journals before? “Yeah, Dad. What is it?” I ask. “Can you come over? You wanted to talk and I don’t know how much I feel like revealing, but I can tell you a few things you might want to know,” my father sighs into the phone. “I’ll be right there,” I reply as I unlock my office and place the journals into my desk drawer along with their keys. ‘I really hope whatever he has to tell me is helpful,’ I say to Tam, who has stepped forward in my mind space but remains quiet.I pull up in front of my father’s townhouse before long and rush up the front steps to his door. I knock twice and open the door, as is our usual ritual. “I’m in my office,” my father calls out and I head into the room I already suspected he would be in.His back is to me and he is looking out the window, but he speaks to me as I enter and take a seat.“There ar
Dylan I was sitting in my office pondering the possibility of the moon goddess messing with us be pairing us with our half sister when I suddenly got a call from Ross. “Alpha Dylan, I know you relate to Kaiya differently than your brother, so I am calling you because I am a little worried,” Ross said. “She hasn’t eaten or drank anything nor has she spoken in over four hours.You know that is a feat for her.” “She hasn’t said anything? Not one word?” I asked, getting nervous. Kaiya always has a perfect comeback. “Not a word nor any sound,” Ross replied. “It’s worrisome.” “Do not call my brother! I’m coming!” I instructed before storming out of my office and that brings us to where I am now with this interaction replaying in my mind and the near certainty the Ace did something horrific to our mate. I am fuming before I even reach her cell, but seeing the state Kaiya is in breaks my heart. Her eyes are completely unfocused as she stares blankly ahead, though I can see dried tear trac
Tobias Watching my Beta, my mate crumble and collapse in on herself as we climbed out of the vehicle back at home and safe from whatever those dark figures we saw in the rearview mirror were, makes my heart clench. It feels like a fist is squeezing tightly around the pulsing vessel and it can barely pump the blood my body needs. We brought Amina up to her suite and even the Alphas have tried providing comfort to her, especially Alpha Kaiya. “Amina, I know it won’t help get your cousin back, but I will accept you both. I can’t reject him if it will hurt you and I don’t want to reject you. I never wanted to reject you. As soon as you are ready, we can move forward with the mating and marking, but we will do it at your pace,” I whisper as I climb into bed and wrap her in my arms. “Thank you,” she whispers weakly. “It gives me hope that at least some things are going right. We can read that note now. Maybe you could read it for me.” “Are you certain that you are ready?” “As ready
Amina Heaviness and hopelessness settle over me as the final hours we have to find my cousin tick by and we seem to have run out of possible ideas for a location. My mates wrap me in their embraces. Tobias is still not fully accepting the bond, he’s fighting the pull but I can tell he’s not going to hold out forever, but it is a small comfort after knowing my cousin is in this mess because of me. “It’s not all on you,” Kaiya says from across the room and then she perks up and her eyes cloud over. I see a smile slowly grow on Kaiya’s face and her eyes clear before she runs to me and grabs my hands. “There is one last place to look, and we are going there right now! If we hurry we might make it just in time!” Kaiya says excitedly. “Dylan and Ace pieced it together through teamwork.”We rush out and to vehicles where Malleus and Dorian await us and we practically race to the location. But as we pull up to the bridge, I have a sinking feeling the black SUVs we just saw going the oppos
Unknown He assigned me to watch the old sheep farm, thinking they would guess that over his true location two miles south by the fork in the river. His location is within the city limits, on the outskirts between the fork where the two rivers come down from the mountains and merge before running through the center of the city. The old meat packing plant is the place where the cows and sheep and lambs all were brought for slaughter and to be turned into sausages and steaks and more, over forty years ago, but it has stood abandoned for decades. My uncle doesn’t trust me to not betray him anymore. Speaking up and trying to protect my mate might have been the wrong thing to do in this case, because now I have two of them on my tail. The shades are unpleasant and hide in the shadows, watching my every move, while I dutifully watch for my mate’s cousin to arrive at the incorrect location, like my uncle predicted she would. I spot the vehicle and the enormous Lycan my uncle mentioned climb
Amina I woke up alone in my bed, but the scent of coffee and breakfast filled my suite. To my surprise, both Damien and Tobias were making breakfast and the sight of the two big, muscular men cooking and making coffee, makes me smile. They don’t notice me at first and I watch for a few moments. There is still tension between them, like there has been since they first scented one another, but it seems a little less than there was yesterday. Maybe they stand a chance of accepting one another. Today is a day that feels heavy. We know what is at stake and that the path before us could be dangerous. The air is thick, but my mates are trying to ease the atmosphere by making me breakfast. “Good morning, beautiful,” Damien says, finally noticing me in the doorway. “Good morning, my handsome men,” I say, trying to smile despite the heavy feeling weighing on me. I don’t like having all this pressure on me. I feel the weight of everything. It rests on me and on all of our ability to solve
Juliette My entire body aches. The last thing I remember is walking through the parking lot towards the market and a man stopping me to ask directions and then everything went dark at the same moment I felt something pinch my neck. “Oh good you are awake!” A voice calls from the darkness. “I have it on good Authority that your cousin figured out my first clue and sent a Lycan thug to retrieve the second clue. Now to see if she can figure this clue out.” “Wh-Who are you?” I croak out. My throat feels like sandpaper and hard liquor have been mingling in it for an entire night. “That is not for you to worry about, now is it, fair Juliette?” The voice asks. “I believe that is a problem your cousin and Alphas might be trying to work out, but I doubt they will guess. My interest is not in you, nor is it truly in your cousin. Though I detest her work in trying to liberate Omegas and queer werewolves, this is not about your pack and its sanctuary, or not completely. It is in part to get ba
Amina “Who is it and what is your plan?” I ask Kaiya, knowing no choice is going to be right and if she says she is one , I will not choose her. “It runs in one of the families within the pack…both our current and past Gamma are in that family. They are immune to silver, but most people don’t know that,” Kaiya says. I gasp as she continues, “without the silver making the sedative more effective, it should only work for an hour, maybe less. I figure they will have a way of monitoring us and if we don’t administer it, they will know, however if we only administer it to one of the pair of them…they stand a chance. They are strong fighters. I won’t ask either one without them knowing what is at risk and the entire situation, so Ace is calling them here.” “I…I can’t risk…David is a new father and Dorian is so young!” I stutter with my heart in my throat. I can’t even imagine the atrocities they risk. “We will stay nearby…somewhere we can monitor the situation. You and Juliette and one o
Tobias “Humpty dumpty sat on a wall…” Alpha Dylan reads the nursery rhyme, but at the end he adds, “hand written below it says, ‘How the mighty shall fall and no one can fix what will be broken!’ But they forget, our pack is rising from having almost going under. We were on the brink of financial ruin and our numbers were dwindling. We are raising up the weak and strengthening them and it strengthens our pack…unless they have some other meaning or understanding, but it can’t personally be directed towards Amina, either. SHe was raised as a servant, only came into power recently thanks to Kaiya’s trust in her and her faith in her best friend.”“Someone is very confused or very deranged,” I mutter.“You can say that again,” Amina replies and I realise I said it out loud. I didn’t mean for anyone to hear me.“Who is on the list?” Alpha Kaiya asks Damien.“Tobias, Former Gamma David, Gamma Dorian, Robin…” Damien hesitates and lifts his eyes to look directly at Alpha Kaiya. “And you.”“Ou
Amina “So you see, rejecting your same sex mate seems to negatively impact your mental health,” I say in conclusion of the explanation of what we have seen. “Wow! I wonder if there truly is a curse!” Tobias exclaims. “I believe there is,” I sigh. “It worries me that you are even considering rejecting us.” “If it were just you, I wouldn’t. I would try to act professionally, while doing my job of protecting you, but I would not reject you, but him…I don’t think I can be with a male mate,” Tobias says with a troubled expression. “Tobias, you need to trust the goddess. She puts us together for a reason. She has a plan,” I say, softly while moving closer to him and taking his hand in mine. “I wish I could, but…” Tobias starts but his phone ringing cuts off the rest of his thought. He picks it up and says, “ Hello, Damien. Is it there?” He mostly nods his head and says things like , “Uh-huh” and “I see” before saying. “I’ll see you shortly. Do you want us to come meet you there or ar
Amina My mind keeps going to Juliette and what could be happening to her. I should be happy to have found my mates. I have two incredibly gorgeous men as my mates and one is a Lycan. I should be thrilled and let him or both of them pound me into my mattress. But my mind is fixated on my missing cousin. I’m watching my hunky Lycan mate as he inspects the suite for bugs, spy cams or anything else, when knock startles me and Tobias quickly rushes to the door and peeps through the hole to see who it is. “Tobias, you could use the pack link or ask who it is out loud,” I say with an eye roll. “I doubt they would be within our pack this deep. Though there might be one or two people who disagree with the Alphas, most of them have been dispensed with.” “I know I could ask, but…” Tobias starts. “But it is good to have eyes on who you are talking to,” Damien says, cutting him off and swinging the door open to reveal the guard, who instantly looks nervous. “Thank you,” I reply taking the ke