Ooo, Lorenzo, you are in so much trouble.
I was mentally prepared for entering Nebrodi and how bad it would look. Or that’s what I told myself on the drive there. But nothing could prepare me for what we saw. The destruction of the city was bad enough. Worse was seeing the bodies left to decompose and be picked at by scavenger animals. It was sickening. I don’t know if the turmoil in the pit of my stomach was disgust or anger. It’s probably both. If Melania and Icky Iggy weren’t already dead, I’d want to kill them again, seeing the state Nebrodi was left in. All this destruction and death for nothing. All because Melania feared the change my Papa and Crista will bring. All because of the fragile ego of Ignazio. Arriving at their pack house, it felt off to see it in such good condition. Why would Ignazio not burn it to the ground? But I got my answer when that slimeball Lorenzo walked out like he owned the place. All the anger and pain I felt upon crossing into Nebrodi territory suddenly boiled when he disrespected Thales and
I knew to expect the worst upon returning home. War always leaves scars. I wasn’t expecting it to be this bad. City in ruins? Check. Bodies of the Nebrodi who fought back? Check. Those I expected. Lorenzo walking around like he owned the place? I didn’t see that coming. Sure I expected he probably survived. He’s a cockroach. I didn’t think he would sink so low as betraying the pack. I didn’t think he could go lower. Then I found Kat talking to Tabby in the ballroom and found out just how much lower he could sink. Seeing Tabby was weird. We used to have a casual sex relationship but looking at her now, and I feel nothing. Not even a fleeting attraction. I guess that’s expected, I’ve found the woman I was made to be with, and now no one else will compare. I’m glad my mate is so chill about the opposite sex, especially when Tabby threw herself at me and started crying. The last thing I want is to see Kat’s anger directed at me. I’ve seen my mate angry. I know what she can do and that wh
Things have been more than a little hectic as Tiberius, and I have taken over Nebrodi. After we explained the situation to the fifty people held captive by Lorenzo, we had them transported to the hospital in Incubi. They all needed medical attention. Zio Damon reported that they had been being poisoned with silver and wolfsbane to ensure compliance. Zio had a few suggestions on what to do to Lorenzo. I have to say I’ve never known he was so sadistic. Yet people think Papa is the bloodthirsty one. But I understand that this situation brought up bad memories for Zio Damon. This is how Zia Izzy and others at Palecrest had been treated before Papa stopped it. Lorenzo hasn’t been a priority for us. We’ve let him rot in the dungeons getting water and bread once a day. It seemed fitting as, by all accounts, that’s all he gave his captives. Okay, so that’s not all we’ve done. I may or may not have spoken to members of the coven and cast a spell over his cell that alters time but just for him
I have been waiting for tonight forever. Okay, so it’s not been forever, and I’m being overdramatic. Sue me, but honestly, it feels like forever. I’m a werewolf, and my instinct was to mark Katrina the first chance I could. Nothing in my life is ever simple, so why should mating be? Katrina is, of course, worth the wait. Plus, we have still been fucking, so not like either of us is going unsatisfied. Even though she has a wolf, we aren’t taking chances since her wolf has been bound all this time. So we waited for the new moon and focused on the pack instead. There is still A LOT to do in the pack. More of our people have been returning, having been medically cleared, and we are putting in maximum effort to rebuild. Thank the Goddess for Katrina. My mate is so organized. She has a whole spreadsheet system on a tablet that breaks everything down. We’ve assigned tasks based on her priority list, and no one questioned them. I’m glad no one questioned her because I’m not up for dealing wi
It’s adorable how much effort Tiberius has put into tonight. I don’t think any guy, including Emilio, was my first. I barely remember losing my virginity, which doesn’t say much for Emilio’s abilities in hindsight. It just happened at a party playing seven minutes in heaven. And upon expanding my sexual experience for comparison, seven minutes is pitiful for a sexual encounter. I told myself I got the worst experience out of the way first. I mean, no virgin should question if it’s in. Thankfully my sexual experience only improved. I mean, how couldn’t it? Now I have Tiberius. He may not have the biggest dick I’ve experienced, but by no means is he the smallest. But of any lover I’ve had, Tiberius is the best. Sure, that may be the mate bond, but I can assure you that I’ve always orgasmed with Tiberius and never felt the need to fish out one of my vibrators to feel fulfilled. I couldn’t wait to get to the campsite. Tiberius has been taunting me, from innuendos and touches to offering
Foreplay was over as soon as that condom was properly rolled down his dick. I liked that he let me be on top, playing into my need for control. I can’t help it. I’m a D’Amore. We are born Doms. Not the first time and won’t be the last that I ride his cock like this, but unlike any time before this, everything felt more intense. Each roll of my hips and thrust of his cock lit me up. I could see the purple aura of my magic surrounding us. As I moaned his name, I looked at the sky and saw the new moon in perfect position overhead. “Now… Tiberius…. Oh, fuck… mark me now.” I encouraged helping him to sit up without interrupting our rhythm. “Don’t have to tell us twice, Pasticcino,” Tiberius growled. Once again, his voice was overlapping with August’s. I didn’t get a chance to respond, my words becoming a scream that was more moan than anything as his teeth sunk into me. I felt my magic surge. And somewhere deep inside, something stirred in response to his marking. My mouth started to hur
Who knew that marking was going to be so fucking emotional? I went from hot sex with Kat and the intense surge of power of our marking to crying as my best friend’s spirit said goodbye. That was crazy but cathartic. I didn’t get to say goodbye to him before. I didn’t want to believe that Shit Witch’s torture room was the last time I’d see my best friend. So it was good to see him, weird but good. And I’m glad Kat got that chance to meet him and, like me, say goodbye. It gave me the closure I didn’t realize I needed. My heart felt lighter after seeing Thales. And it’s not like there wasn’t plenty more hot sex awaiting Kat and me. Now that her wolf was awake, we ended up spending a week locked up in the villa fucking in every room and on every solid surface. Remembering condoms every time with a bitch, and okay, we forgot more than we remembered. But my mate is a smart cookie. Before her heat set in, she had her Zio get her on she-wolf birth control and otherwise brewed her potion to
As fun as almost nonstop sex was during my heat, I’m glad it’s over. I can finally focus on something that’s not Tiberius’ cock. On more important things like our ranked wolves, mostly assuring that Zoe will come to be our Beta. I can’t think of anyone who deserves to be Beta more than her. And it’s selfish of me, but I want one friend in Nebrodi. ‘First, you make it sound like you don’t almost always think of his dick. Second, maybe you’d have more friends here if our mate hadn’t fucked his way around the pack. And third, what am I, chopped liver?’ Nina scoffed. I would say I forgot she was there, but since the new moon, she has made her presence VERY known. I don’t know how everyone deals with this. Or maybe I got the wolf, who’s a prissy bitch that can’t shut up. ‘Don’t slut shame, Tiberius. Those girls all knew they weren’t his mate. They should get over themselves. I don’t hold grudges against them, so it’s rude to hold one against me. And no offense, but you don’t count, Nina.