Kaiya I was mortified over Tiffany, we could have saved her! I could see she was as addled and crazed as Ace and must have been drugged, but she dove at me and I dodged on instinct then she fell to her death. Had her wolf not been weakened by both rejecting her mate and constant exposure to the drugs, she may have survived, but not in the state she was in. “Is there a way to be sure no one else was drugged in that manner?” I ask Dylan and Dr Makya. “We could do bloodwork on anyone close to Rebecca, former-Beta Carson and Bill,” Dr Makya replies. “Unfortunately other than the erratic behavior it is the only way to know.” “Then we must do so. I don’t want to lose anymore pack members over this,” I reply. “One of the Omegas came to me feeling really weak and ill, she is pregnant and won’t tell me who the father is, however she was often seen with the former-Beta, his daughter, Ace and Tiffany as well as the former-Beta’s friend Ronald Duprey from The Shadowrun Pack. Ronald had been
Dylan Kaiya fell asleep before I could even finish her massage last night, so I just tucked her in and snuggled up next to her. This morning, I arose with the early morning sun and then began the task of waking her up so that we can meet with the large group of rogue Omegas. As we eat breakfast my bleary eyed mate looks at me with a small smile and asks, “Ace and I were talking in his dreamscape and thanks to him battling thoughts and identifying his from those built off of his and gone wild and those foreign to him. He will not admit even a hint of the thought regarding the pair of you being intimate was his thought, but I suspect he enjoyed touching you when you were both with me. What are your thoughts on the subject?” “It felt right and good, but only because of the act we were doing with you. It would have been unnatural to not touch one another at all. The initial kiss surprised me, but it felt good, so I didn’t give it a thought beyond that. I believe our bond with you has m
Kaiya Did that Omega woman just refer to me as ‘Alpha’? “May I ask your name?” I ask the woman. “I’m Maisey Lindtbalm. I was born in Shadowrun Pack, but I ran when I discovered I was pregnant almost eight months ago,” she replies. Dylan grabs my hand and squeezes it. I know he is thinking about what I am about that pack. Carson had some friends there and some of his associates that pose a threat are why Dylan must make his execution public. Could this be related? Could this Omega be just one of many examples of Omegas in that pack? I will need to talk with her and the others more to find out. “Maisey, officially my Mates are the Alphas of this pack. I am not even Luna yet,” I inform her. “But I would like to speak with you and your friends a lot more.” “But you carry the aura of an Alpha and the power seems concentrated around you, not your Mate,” Maisey replies. “Officially, Dylan and Ace are the Alphas, but we have reason to believe, I may have Alpha lineage,” I say in a quie
Kaiya I sit in my office chair awaiting his replies. The pained little Omega who looks to be fourteen despite me knowing he is four years older than that fidgets for a while before looking into my eyes with sadness swirling and tears brimming as he speaks. “I didn’t ask for it. I never do, but they always tell me I asked for it. My name is Ashley and I know it’s a girly sounding name, but I am not very feminine, or I try not to be. My uncle hates when I act feminine, or the man who calls himself my uncle. He’s not really. No one knows who my parents are. He’s the man who brought me home from the Omega house and gave me a room in his home when I was young and told me to call him ‘Uncle’, “ the boy cries. “Please tell me more, Ashley,” I say as gently as I can. “You could call me Ash, I prefer it,” he sniffles. “His name is Ervine Blackworth and he is related to the Beta family distantly. A cousin of some sort, perhaps. Anyway, he brought me into his home when I was eight years old a
Dylan I can’t believe how cruel some of our own pack members are! I have been cold and distant and sometimes rude, but this is bullshit and that poor boy is suffering because of it. Makya told me the boy is weak and shaking like a leaf. He said if there was enough DNA from the lost baby to establish paternity, he would test for me, but I am not concerned with that so much as taking anyone who treats Omegas this way and ousting them and jailing them. I’ll admit I surprised myself with my angry outburst. My office needs some repairs now. A new chair or two for starters and a lot of clean up. I wipe my face with my hand and massage my temples then heave an enormous sigh. This is not my usual demeanor, but something in me can’t stand for this. ‘You feel this way because you thought of our mate as an Omega for a long time and know she was treated poorly and the guilt and anger is eating at you,’ My wolf, Tam, says in my mind. ‘I was an asshole to always tease her like that and Dad wa
KaiyaAfter inducting the group of Omegas into the pack they tell me they heard about the upcoming mating ball and wish to help in any way they can. They are all hard workers and help to tidy up the streets and neighborhoods and create decor and decorations which we will install before the event. They insist food, shelter and medical assistance is all they need but with many so young and others pregnant, I give them each a small stipend and the chance to get an education. Our pack is struggling financially, but this we can afford and I can feel change in the air.I work closely with the new Omegas and with other volunteers and I chat with them, getting to know each of them and their stories.It is during one of these days that we are working and conversing that the Mystic, Dee, shows up with an unreadable expression coloring her face and I pause to look at her and take in her state. She fidgets with her hands, which seems unusual for a being such as her.“Ace has gone on his journey a
Dylan I don’t know why I am so nervous about what is going on inside that office. I felt sadness and worry from Kaiya before she rapidly shut her emotions off from me. ‘I don’t like this any more than you do, ‘ My wolf, Tam, says in my head as he comes close to the surface. Tam is peering through my eyes when Makya mindlinks me, ‘Dylan, I need you to remain calm. Dakota is being soothed by your mate but is in rough shape. His mate took him roughly, without his consent.’ ‘Who is his mate?’ I ask with a growl through the link. ‘He’s not from our pack, but Kaiya has uncovered some clues. Dakota doesn’t know his name, but has informed us which pack his scent reminds him of and is explaining the chance meeting and how the assault happened to Kaiya,’ Makya says softly before opening the door and nodding to me. I let out a huge breath and step inside.Dakota’s eyes go wide, but I am careful to pull in my Alpha Aura and any other things that might frighten my pretty half brother. His ey
Ace My mind might be healed but my heart aches. I know this journey is supposed to help me get the rare ingredients that can make the cure for my mate, but being far from Kaiya makes me ache deep inside. I regret every awful thing I did to her ever and that is why I push on, even when I want to give up. My mate, my brother and my baby await my return. Sure, the baby hasn’t been born, but I hope to be home before it is. I trudge through the swampy terrain that leads to the trail up the mountain. I am half way across the globe in a foreign place and I know this journey won’t be easy. Dee brought me as far as she could and then wished me luck before returning. Her teleportation skills would come in handy, but I know it is too dangerous to teleport into a swamp or on a steep mountainous cliff. The air here is hot and humid, but I know back home it is getting cold and should be snowing soon enough. I might not make it home for the mating ball and I was the one who pushed for it to be
Dierdre The Lord of The Hunt…He is the estranged prince of the Spring Kingdom. His elder brother is the future king. But the Lord of The Hunt is a wildcard. No one is ever quite sure what to expect. I awakened in an elegant room within his forest palace. At first, I think I am alone and then he speaks. “Priestess, have you thought about my proposal or is that man in my dungeon your mate?” “I have a fated mate, of that I am certain,” I reply. “And you choose to ignore our bond?” “I told you already that when I meet my fated mate, we will return if it is in agreement that we see if my mate also feels the bond,” I reply. “I have yet to meet my mate.” “What if I am all the Mate you are promised?” He asks. “I have seen a vision with a wolf and Lycan, you are neither of those,” I reply. “Dierdre, please! Please, tell me you feel it!” He pleads. “I…I feel it, but…you were not in my vision,” I admit at last. “And the Wolf-Lycan man in my dungeon?” “He is having me guide him to one o
Miguel The first two days we had to travel slowly as we passed through the dark region. The Bodkins entertained us both nights we were there and yesterday we crossed through what Dierdre called the Twilight Threshold into a very green and purple landscape that she informed me is The Spring Kingdom. We are going to a kingdom known as The Kingdom of Nod…Chimera Fae and dream sprites are the most prominent species after The High Elves that are present in nearly every realm. I have been learning about the realms and travel through this kingdom has been sped up by a bit of transportation magic. Dierdre explained that her Shadow Wolf Magic could allow her to travel through shadows and even bring me along, but that it is too unpredictable in this landscape. Tomorrow we will cross into The Summer Kingdom. The Kingdom of Nod is somewhere beyond the Kingdoms of The Four Seasons. This morning we saw our first Shrinking Violet. She was a pretty little Fae, but as she blushed a vibrant purple
Raiden The first few days without Miguel have been alright, but there is a restless energy that had Alpha Kaiya concerned enough to call the Lycan King for some support. Her half-brother, the Future Lycan King along with his mate, are set to arrive ahead of his father today. His father and some warriors will be arriving in the coming days, but they have a secret route. It is best not to alert the growing mass of Shades, Riders, and beasts that we have backup coming. Beta Amina (who I guess I can just call Amina since she is basically my sister in law) keeps us updated on everything so that we can remain safe and vigilant. I would feel better if I knew my twin and Miguel were safe, but there is no way for us to reach them where they are, or to know when they find one another. I know that the dream we had, or rather the vision, was of them, but we never reached them. “Today, I am taking all three of you shopping for maternity clothes,” Lena announces as she enters the living room,
Miguel The sorceress…priestess…Mage…whatever you want to call her, meets me in the foyer of the Packhouse on the morning of our departure. “I suppose we ought to get to know one another since I will be bringing you into the realm of the fae and my magic combined with your muscle will be our primary defenses against anything foul. I am Deirdre, the half sister of your Alphas, Ace and Dylan. I am a priestess and half mage with both werewolf and Lycan blood,” the young, dark haired woman states as she shakes my hand. “I am Miguel. I too am part Lycan and I chose to join my small pack to the pack of your brothers and their mates, giving up my title as Alpha to strengthen both of our packs. I am a skilled fighter, but hope we don’t come into too many perils with my mates all counting on me to return in one piece,” I reply. “I really wish you would take someone else along with you,” Alpha Dylan says to his younger sister. “That can not be done. Miguel will be fine as he is seeking one
Lena It’s the last full moon before Miguel goes into the realm of the fae to try to find our other mate, Raiden’s long lost twin. I will be here with all of our pregnant mates. I know my fighting skills aren’t as great as Rita’s or Raiden’s, but I will do everything in my power to keep them safe. With the full moon rising, I can feel the heat and rut cycle beginning to take over, so all other thoughts will be set aside. I work to get dinner ready for myself and my mates. Antony is by my side, preparing the salad and making us dessert. His sweet face is turning rosy and I can tell from his looks that he can smell my rising arousal. He won’t go into heat, but he will get horny with the rest of us. The bond will ensure that. Of the four mates I have currently, three are pregnant and deliciously glowing with their pregnancies. “We’ll have to hope you don’t also get pregnant,” Miguel says from behind me. “At least not until I have returned.” “If I do, I know our pack will do their
Tobias Being a newly awakened pregnant Lycan is strange at best. I am hungry or horny often and now it’s the full moon. So both of my mates will be giving off sexy feromones which makes me even more horny. Gah! I just realized that my younger sister is going through this very same thing at the moment, only she has more mates than I do! That is mortifying. I need to put the entire thought out of my head. It’s bad enough that I can’t train while pregnant so I am overthinking things. “Tobias, stop overthinking. Talk to me if you need to,” Amina says, looking up from the report she is reading. “Or, if it helps you to get out of your head, read over one of these reports for me and see what you can discern from it. Maybe a fresh set of eyes will help me gain a new perspective on this situation.”I stop pacing and sit on the sofa in her office with one of the reports. SHe has been over these a dozen times. It’s the reports flooding in from all over the country about The Riders and The Sh
Damien I don’t mind helping carry things and put them all in the correct rooms of the new house. I don’t even mind putting the furniture together with Miguel. But when we are all done and Miguel sits down to talk with me and voices his concerns, it feels…different. It’s like he really is embracing me as family, which I know we are since he is mated to my mates’ sisters, but I still often feel like an outsider. “While I’m gone, can you please keep an eye on them for me. I know you are training Lena, and Rita and Raiden can both fight, but with them pregnant, I just…Lena can’t protect three pregnant mates alone,” Miguel sighs. “After the full moon, I’m heading out to find Raiden’s twin and birth giving parent.” “We knew that, but I really hope it goes well and you come back soon. I will watch out for them and I will continue training Lena,” I reply. “Afterall, we are family and family takes care of one another.” I don’t know what else I can say. It’s not like I can assure him they
Sorry I disappeared, I have had some major family stuff happen, but will resume updates in the coming weeks. They may only be 2 or 3 per week for now, but I am aiming to work back up to daily updates. I didn't mean to leave everyone hanging and I have to catch up on where in the story I am so that I can continue from there. Hopefully, some of the stuff getting in the way of me writing will be handled more permanently soon.Thank you for your patience in the meantime.I believe I have less than 20 chapters left in part 2 (give or take depending on how long some scenes take to write) then we will be moving on to part 3. So far part 2 has gone in directions I didn't forsee when I first planned it, but I like where it has gone better than the original plan. I fully intend parts 3 and 4 to be packed with action and more surprises. And hope to finish the book by the end of June or July.
Amina Today is moving day. Damien, Tobias and I are helping Lena and her mates move into their new home. As we drop the children off in the nursery with the other young ones I nod at Kaiya when she mindlinks me that she has noticed how unsettled Xavier has become when he isn’t near Amal. Both have increased their tantrums and upset when apart over the last several weeks. I am uncertain how we can fix it without making a permanent space for the kids to have as their space, maybe the suite they stay in during our heat and rut cycles needs to be their nursery and all of our children will move into that space and have one or two of us or permanent sitters there with them. I know my mother would gladly permanently help raise her grandchildren. Xavier’s concern for his little mate’s safety is heartwarming, but it leaves me with a feeling in the pit of my stomach. The heir is worried about a war we know is coming, but have never told him about. I steady my mind and focus on the task at