My wolf whined and scratched against the metal separating me from my dark mate. He responded by an anguished growl ripping through him, and pounded against the door in renewed fury. I clawed deep into the metal from inside the cage, hoping it would give, as my mate battered the cage from the other side. I needed to get to him, and he needed to get to me. Our wolfs would not be denied. It was imprinted on us on an instinctual level to be together, to run free and side by side beneath the blessed light of our creator on this holy night. To drink together, hunt together, roam these lands together, and mate with the blessing of The Full Moon to bring forth new life. Those baser instincts of my wolf overrode my human ones, to stay trapped in this cage, and protect us from the outside world. And to also protect the outside world from us. Right now, the animal in me, spurred on by my Alpha mate, was in control. Nothing would keep us apart. Certainly nothing made by the hands of man. The me
Even through a thick canopy of trees, the sun was warm on my face, but my body felt on fire. I soon discovered the reason for feeling so overheated at midday in the shadows of the woods, before I even pried open my eyes, I could smell their heady masculine scents. Before the other awareness dawned in me, I felt the press of bare skin against mine. I didn’t even need to have my eyes open to know that I was nestled between Roam to my front and Grey to my back. A tangle of limbs and naked bodies upon a bed of moss on the forest bed. Last night came back to me in more than just jagged pieces, but clearer than my nights after The Full Moon usually were. I typically remembered fragments like a kaleidoscope of memories, but my wolf claiming both of the Alphas, sleeping naked beside me, was not fuzzy at all. My memories precise and coherent. Oh, fuck me on a Monday, what had she done? Things just got hella more complicated. My head was already hurting just thinking about the fallout from la
My eyes flashed bright, my teeth bared, before I raised my head skyward and let out a roar that reverberated off the trees, sent birds flying from their perches, and animals fled through the underbrush. The humans I smelled on my land, having their lunch in my diner, no doubt thought a rabid wolf, who stalked in daylight, was out on the prowl. They probably remembered the vicious attack on the roadside years before, fear cutting through them, and hunters reached for their guns. That was the power my howl had over all the living things within ten miles or so of Mountaintop. Not even my Alpha mates were immune to the raw power I had just unleashed. Much in the way of when we all wore our fur the night before, my mates were struck still. One pair of grey and one pair of honey eyes locked on me. “Enough!” I commanded. “This is my land and there will be no more fighting or bloodshed here.” I felt the waves of Luna essence cascading off me, and I should’ve been freaked out because it was
Luckily, my cellar was a far enough distance away from my diner, that I wouldn’t be seen during my naked walk of shame. I drug my weary and bruised carcass down the stone steps and threw on my sundress, not even bothering with my bra or panties. I was tempted just to curl up on a ball on the concrete floor, and ugly cry until my exhausted body gave into sleep that often eluded me.But one look at what once had been my cage, and I knew that plan wouldn’t work. My vault was torn to hell. Blood and pieces of metal were scattered around the cellar. There was nothing left to keep predators of any kind out while I slumbered off the high of last night, and the low of this morning. This was going to be an expensive fix and I was drained in all ways possible, mental, physical, emotional. I didn’t have the energy to deal with it or my other problems currently. So I did what Harmony White does best, I avoided and I walked away.I stumbled into my cabin and into my shower to wash away the filth o
Over the next week, while both the Alphas stayed off my land, they certainly didn’t stay completely out of my head no matter how much I threw myself into my work to stay distracted. Even with a steady diet of wolfsbane, my wolf missed her mates terribly. My shriveled heart missed Grey, while my body missed Roam in ways that were more carnal in nature. I had to hand it to the dark Alpha, he was shit at everything except for working his cock and making me scream his name as I had had back to back orgasms. My grey wolf had been more of the complete package, good looks, a sweeter nature, cared more about then just getting between my legs, and the sex had been more mind-blowingly intimate between us.My wolf wanted me to forgive them both, call them back to me, and mate until I was knocked up with a little wolfy, she didn’t even care which fathered the pup, she wasn’t picky. She had chosen both the Alphas as hers and was more than willing to settle down and be a good mate to them both. I d
I tried to make a final non-violent more diplomatic approach with the armed robber. I almost felt sorry for him. He did not know just who, or more correctly what, the fuck he was dealing with. But he was about to learn if he kept that gun in my face and wouldn’t take no for an answer. I conjured a few tears to the surface and held up shaky hands in front of me to put on a good show. No one would be able to say I had not tried if the cops had to view the security camera footage of tonight. I had of course erased all the evidence of the wolf fight in my diner but had stored my sexual escapades, captured with both the Alphas, in a private, secured folder for my later viewing pleasure. So far, I hadn’t watched them as memories from both those nights still dominated my dreams, and I often awoke with wet panties afterwards. Now was so not the time for thinking about sex upon the very counter I was being held up behind with a gun aimed at my left tit. “We don’t have a safe! This place is
I felt like I was breathing through a straw as I desperately tried to suck air into my burning lungs. The voices of the young mates around me, came in and out, and I could barely grab onto any of their words. Fear and pain were overtaking me as each breath seemed to come harder than the one before. Tears streamed freely down my cheeks. I clawed at my chest ripping my shirt as the fabric was choking me. My blood ran like rivets across my now semi-bare chest, down onto the counter, then sliding onto the floor below. Wolf healing would have come in handy at a fucking time like this to slow my bleeding out. But my stupid stubborn pride and prejudice against Lycans was going to be the death of me once and for all. That bullet seemed to have hit more than just a lung on the way in. Lily’s face was pale near mine and her lips were moving but I couldn’t understand the words. I did understand when she gripped my hand in hers and held on tight. Rand reappeared in the corner of my vision and
I do not know how much time passed as I struggled to come back from the void, and my life was like fragmented shards of awareness, pain, fear, comfort. But what remained constant was the presence of my mates. Even when my basic senses failed me, I could feel my grey wolf and my dark wolf inside me in a way that defied reason and logic. Even in the nothingness, between awake and asleep, life and death, they were there with me, so I was not alone. And when my vision faded, I could still smell their scents at my side, I could hear their beating hearts, and they spoke to me with more than just words. We connected on both this plane of existence, and the next it seemed, my mates anchoring me to this world, and keeping me from crossing over to the spirit world entirely. My body hovered that thin line between life and death as I had lost too much blood, but my mates would not allow me to go. Neither would my wolf, even when my human heart threatened to give out, when it sputtered and I did
A burst of rage-fueled adrenaline coursed through my veins, giving me a second wind. I used my burst of strength to push myself off the tree, to stand tall, before I grabbed the shovel and began to dig furiously. Dirt and bits of roots and moss flung through the air as I took my frustrations out on the Earth. I would not greet the dark alpha like an obedient little mate eagerly awaiting his return. We would face each other as enemies, and he would stay on his side of the mountain or face the consequences. Grey was smart enough to get out of my way. The younger alpha decided to face his enemy on equal footing, wolf to wolf, as he merged with his animal once more. The human part of me had too much to say to the brute to shift, and my communication while in my fur would not be adequate unless he set foot onto my land. Then my literal claws and teeth would come out and I would show him no mercy.It did not take wolf senses to know when the dark one prowled near the boundary. The heavy ma
My eyes, the color of a muddy river like that of my father’s, locked onto the Alpha’s, not backing down, the challenge there, daring him to take it. I steeled my spine and my nerves, and I did not even let my wolf come through, because I had the power inside me, and I did not need to flash her rage, her pain, to let my mate know I was a dangerous predator not to be messed with.“Get out of my way, Grey. Or I will make you.”My voice had stayed calm and was more deadly than had it been dripping with aggression. Like a snake, waiting and watching for the need to strike.He let out a breath that sounded painful to exhale, “At least let me help you then.”So, his pack could suffer the consequences. Even the sting of his betrayal was not enough to let me agree to allow him to antagonize his enemy by disrespecting their dead. Wolves of Rocky’s status among the pack were sent off with honor to their place in the sky to spend eternity near their creator. It would be a grave insult to the crea
I stayed in that cabin with my she-wolf and her mate no matter how it turned my stomach and I had to choke down the vomit. No matter how my eyes stung while my mask cracked, I had to shut them a time or two to keep from screaming. The sound of that bone drill burrowing into my beta’s skull and Lily’s cries would haunt me for the rest of my life. I forced myself to bear it because I was their Luna, and my discomfort did not matter. What I wanted or needed no longer mattered. The scent of Rand’s blood was still heavy in the air, even after the healer and his mate had washed him clean again and had disposed of the bloody towels and crimson colored water. A clean bandage shrouded his head, and soon more joined along his bruised and broken body. Raven even stitched the worst wounds closed to help them heal faster. I wondered if I would always smell his wolfblood in here from now on as if it had soaked into the wood permanently. After Raven had cleaned and gathered her supplies, gave the
Grey did not argue, though he looked torn wanting to help, while the females carried the young beta inside the hunting cabin as gently as possible. Rand did not cry out in pain, which was not a good thing, he was limp and blood spattered in our arms. We laid him atop the bed, not giving a damn about staining the sheets. I could hear my mate pacing outside, though he respected my orders and did not set foot inside. Me slamming the door roughly behind us, gave the wolf the hint as well, that he was not welcomed. The Alpha of Timberlands would be off my land entirely soon enough, which was for the best because at the moment, I felt particularly violent towards him, now that the initial sting of hurt was waning, the rage was coming through strong. The only male I wanted to hurt more than Grey right now, was that fucking brute who I fully intended to get my pound of flesh from. The dark wolf was nothing but a lying bastard whom I had been a fool to trust his word. Animals had no honor. R
As soon as my Alpha mate’s boots hit the dirt, he rushed to me, his keen grey eyes assessing me from head to toe. I could see the rush of emotions that crossed his handsome face, worry, fear, anger, sympathy, regret, guilt. His hands gripped my shoulders gently to still me for a more intense inspection as I was shaking and jittery like I had just drunk ten energy drinks. When he noticed my torn-up arm, the scent of an enemy wolf still clinging to my skin, then his sister, bloody and dazed, holding onto her blood spattered and still mate, his wolf slipped through as he growled. I knew Grey’s aggression was not aimed at me. His eyes blazed when they landed on the dead wolf, naked, and minus a skull, with most of his brain matter, tainting my land.“I’m going to bury him in fucking silver chains,” he snarled, “and then I’m going to challenge his oath breaking, lying son of a bitch Alpha! A wolf with no honor has no place on this Earth!”My heart bashed into my ribs for an entirely differ
The massive hell-beast closed the gap between my fallen beta, his loyal mate, and I, in only a few leaps. My she-wolf howled in anguish at not protecting her mate or her Luna. Tears of physical pain no longer soaked my cheeks, now replaced by tears of regret and failure, of helplessness. I did not cry tears for myself in what was likely my last seconds of life.His dark form was upon me before I could even fire off another round. Before I could try and connect to the Earth beneath me and drawl strength to help fight this monster from under the mountain. My other regrets flashed before my eyes as time seemed to slow. I had never even told Grey I loved him. Or told Roam I did not always like him, but I did not hate him.I had not spoken to my cousin Jeanette in over a week and would never meet her boyfriend. I had not visited my paternal grandparent’s in their nursing home when I could have made that drive in six hours or flown in, in the two years it’d been since my bastard uncles had
I knew that I covered more ground quicker in my wolf form, and I could even carry the shotgun in my mouth, but I was not ready to shift just yet. I dashed through the trees like a mad woman, pushing back branches with ease, and navigating roots that would have tripped me up in the past, but with my wolf simmering at the surface, she led me her coordination, some of her agile speed, her heightened senses. And kick ass night vision. I should have been letting her out more all along.There was the slim chance it was a nomadic wolf who had crossed onto my packlands, still thinking it was neutral ground. But I had remarked all the boundaries of my territory only a few days ago with my scent, and unless the wolf was truly feral, or old and senile, or had no sense of smell, it was not an accident this male had trespassed onto my land. And when I got closer to his earthy scent, and I caught traces of sulfur from his fur, I knew exactly where the bastard had come from. The wolves from the cave
I thanked Monique for staying over, and she was just glad I had not been murdered. That was her actual words to me, because I had never been late to my shift before, and she too, liked to listen to true crime podcasts to help her unwind at night. Her imagination had been getting the best of her, and she had already been putting together a list of likely suspects in her head. Top of the list was a creepy once regular who had tried to stalk me post a hookup two years back, after I had made it clear there’d be no repeat performance.I laughed at that one, because I had forgotten about him, last thing I knew he had steered clear of me and Mountaintop after I threatened to tell his fiancée. And after I showed him my shot gun. I had questionable morals, but fucking men with wives or girlfriends, had never been my thing. Had I known about said fiancée before I let him fuck me in his truck after my shift, I would have chosen another dick to ride instead. After I had already been stalked and h
With my mates close by, their familiar earthy scents like an aphrodisiac that made me wet between the knees, I let out a contented sigh. I was sprawled out between my Alphas, naked and unbothered, staring up at the night sky, the stars had also come back out after the storm, and it was now the witching hour. “Holy shit!” I shot up like the forest bed had overheated beneath me, “I’m late for work.” Grey was on my left, and he sat up as I did. His thick hair was messy, though I was not the cause of it this time. Traces of moisture still adorned his tight body and tempted me greatly to follow the trails with my tongue. I shook off my lust, though it was not easy to do, and got to my feet. Roam remained spread out arrogantly on the grass, hands behind his rain kissed hair, his proud cock jutting out without shame. “Take the night off Rabbit. Besides I have yet to punish you for your disobedience, Luna.” That wicked glint in my dark mate’s eye promised that I would likely enjoy his pun