****POV TYLER WELLS**** 'They know it's you.' My best friend, Travis, did everything to help since all this shit came to light a few years ago. We met at a training camp years ago. He was born into Dark Jewel but left when everything with their leader happened. They found safety in Purple Moon, but little did they know that a death sentence awaited. But the story is for another time. I'm working on a plan for that part, too. She would have caught on if Emerald wasn't pregnant or his mate. It bought me time, though. It's time to keep Silver Moon on their toes and start training harder than ever. They are not a pack to take lightly. We've always had the best army behind us, but they must be prepared with who's coming after them and who they are after. I know they think I'm doing all this because of my stupid mistake—I let the Purple Moon pack get in my head. The Lycans gave me something that destroyed my mind. And I did things to my Emerald, my mate, that I can't take back. She'll ne
POV EmeraldTwo weeks! I've been gone for two damn weeks, and these hotheaded idiots I call my best friends landed themselves in a whopping pile of sh*t. They would have already had their asses handed to them if they were anyone else but no. Declan is the future Alpha, his right-hand Jackson is the future Beta, and his left, Wesley, is the future Gamma. Insert a cheesy action movie ad here. "Girl, you need to hurry home! You are the only one who knows how to calm down all our parents! For the first time think Declan is scared!" Alli is sweet as pie and your typical teenager. She's getting pure enjoyment from seeing her brother and his best friends get their asses handed to them. She's not fooling me in the slightest.Alli is only fourteen and the apple of our pack. Most brothers would be annoyed to have a little sister, but not Jackson. You'd think Alli was his own daughter. She's drop-dead gorgeous, and he's already put the fear of the moon goddess in most of the tiny teenagers runn
*POV DECLAN*There's no need to open my eyes. My gorgeous girl is shooting my favorite daggers at me with her hip popped out, and her arms crossed her chest. Enhancing her already perfect rack. Nope. I don't need to open my eyes at all. That would cause her to leave sooner. And I don't want her to, not ever.Goddess! It's been a long two damn weeks.When she walked into my house yesterday, her scent damn near knocked me on my ass. When she walked into Dad's office ready to go to war over us and with us for the stupid shit we pulled, it made perfect sense why I've been such a pain in the ass to deal with. Goliath and I missed her more than anything. Her leaving for weeks isn't nothing new, nor is it a known fact that functioning without her is the last thing I ever want to do.Emerald has yet to learn what she means to me.She doesn't realize that not only do I love her smile, I'm obsessed with her damn little attitude. Her feisty-ness. She challenged me. She hates it, too. She hates
POV ALPHA ARCHIE - DARK MOON PACKGetting that phone call a few hours ago informing me of Emerald being unable to attend the training camp dug a knife into me. My wolf Blaze took over that phone call, demanding to know why she could no longer attend. I could tell Dean and his wolf were at war with one another. I shouldn't have let Blaze out, especially with an alpha like Dean Emerson, but Blaze is protective, as am I when it comes to that girl. Emerald went ten-on-one with rogues, and from the explanation Dean gave, they were experienced rogues; someone was training them, and it wouldn't be the first time. Many times, rogues have tried forming their version of packs, but one of two things usually happens. They either kill each other because they have no control, or they all think they deserve power when they don't. If that doesn't happen and they start to get a little too big and start messing around with other Alpha's territories, we go after them, killing them all, and we never lose
POV EMERALD Wesley insisted on coming home with me last night and has not left. He watched me as I packed up my suitcase in silence. After, we lay in my bed staring at my ceiling, holding hands. We didn't say a single word because we both knew I had to do this. I'm leaving for many reasons. One to ensure Dark Jewel is safe and has incredible Alpha leading them. Two Archie needs my help with something, but also I am good for him. He needs to be brought back to life, and that is something that not only can I do, but I need to do for his pack and Dark Jewel. Then last but not least, I need to separate from Jackson and Declan. Mainly Declan, though. I need to think about everything that happened, he needs to prove his loyalty, and when you've been betrayed one too many times, it gets to you. Especially when the one person you never thought would do. He is suffering, not blind or naive, but he needs to. Declan himself even said he needed this. Won't deny that I will miss the hell out of
POV ALPHA ARCHIE Emerald's face isn't giving away a damn thing. I was planning on doing this differently, and it wasn't going to be after such a fantastic morning or lunch. The way we laughed, our off-the-wall conversation about screwing of all things, building better relations with my pack members. It's all been nothing short of amazing. I was worried about seeing her for the first time after my teenage outburst of silent treatment and being an utter asshole. She told me she noticed me and would be there for me no matter what. Why I blurted that out? I could not tell you; maybe the anticipation? Or it's a fact I trust her. I've never trusted anyone with my entire being, not even Topaz. Yes, I loved her and wanted the world with her, but trust is difficult for me. Topaz got the most faith I could give at the time. Blaze is calm, relaxed, and collected, just sitting there waiting for her to say something. As for myself, my heart is beating like I've run a marathon. And my mind is
POV EMERALD Archibald Barrett having a paint war in his backyard and enjoying it, who would have thought? If you had asked me two weeks ago when I met him for the first time, I would have bet biting my arm off before seeing the day. The man is swoon-worthy He is the walking god of a man. Whopping six foot five, pure muscle, and well-defined. Eyes that remind me of caramel and that thick beautiful dirty blonde hair. No, deny Archie is gorgeous, but seeing him with Julius is. Holy freaking hell! He adores his little boy, proud of the kid he is, and if Julius wants it, he gets it. That is how we ended up here—releasing two people who should have cherished and loved this little boy but abused him instead. Part of me is unbelievably proud and in awe of him, but the other does not agree with this plan. I'm sure that is a mutual feeling between the three of us. But Julius was put through abuse, and it should be his decision. Archie did not hesitate to give what he pleased, and not only d
POV ALPHA ARCHIE It has been a few days since we released Augustus, Caroline, and my scuff with Emerald. Who, by the way, only speaks to me when needed. It's fucking killing Blaze and me, but he is getting a little pissed too. The Alpha in him considers it disrespectful. But keep reminding him she and Gem are Alphas too. So stubbornness runs deep. She speaks up during meetings or has ideas. Those times, I try dragging her out as long as possible to hear her and be closer. I fucking miss the hell out of her. You'd think she wasn't living in my house. And it's stupid, but I am highly jealous of my kid, who gets all her attention when she enters the room. Even when he doesn't, she finds random things to do with him that turn into his favorite things. Emerald has visited the territory a lot in the past few days, and we've done everything she suggested to change or add. She spoke to the elderly wolves in the pack about the garden idea, and they were all for it. We started that three days
****POV TYLER WELLS**** 'They know it's you.' My best friend, Travis, did everything to help since all this shit came to light a few years ago. We met at a training camp years ago. He was born into Dark Jewel but left when everything with their leader happened. They found safety in Purple Moon, but little did they know that a death sentence awaited. But the story is for another time. I'm working on a plan for that part, too. She would have caught on if Emerald wasn't pregnant or his mate. It bought me time, though. It's time to keep Silver Moon on their toes and start training harder than ever. They are not a pack to take lightly. We've always had the best army behind us, but they must be prepared with who's coming after them and who they are after. I know they think I'm doing all this because of my stupid mistake—I let the Purple Moon pack get in my head. The Lycans gave me something that destroyed my mind. And I did things to my Emerald, my mate, that I can't take back. She'll ne
POV EmeraldLast night there were two attacks, which Declan wrote down in his note to me. Then after they caught the rogues, we were dealing with the reports, and one of the warriors had an injury. Ten attacks happened at the same time in various parts of our territory. On top of that, when Wesley went through rogues into the cells. He was rushing, trying to get back out to help the others, when he found one of our guards helping one of the prisoners get away. From the short interrogation they had, apparently, our guard Johnny is scared. He keeps going about how he had no choice but to do it, but he wasn't giving up who he was working for or confirming that it was Tyler. Declan decided it was best to let him sit in a cell, getting treated like the rest of the rogues until he spoke to me. He thought our best option was to have me talk to Johnny because we have a bond. I've been through a lot during my time at Silver Moon, Johnny once was a warrior, but as time passed, he aged and wan
POV: ALPHA DECLAN'Mmm! Steak!' The delicious smell is swarming through the house. It's what woke me up, and thanks to the moon goddess, it woke Goliath up too. My body is killing me. But I can suffer through it until we're done eating because I know that smell. That perfectly delicious smell is my girl cooking. It's the only reason I'm not upset about her sneaking out of bed.Won't deny that I am a little nervous about going downstairs, where I'm sure everyone already is, because who knows how she will play this. Dad knows already how upset she is, but I don't want to worry my mom. She's still a little upset over how I treated Em; I don't want her to think this was an addition to it. We all thought we were doing the right thing on this particular thing. We knew she'd be upset, just not to this degree. To the degree where she thinks we don't respect her or want her as Luna. That is confusing the hell out of me. It's a mixture of how I overreacted when she got sick the first time aft
POV LUNA EMERALD"Huh? Luna, would you mind if I rain a test on your blood? Yours as well Alpha?"Dr. Wilson has been examing me for over an hour now. Nothing is explainable. Though if I tell her about the betrayal, I feel on top of the mass amount of guilt for Silver Moon because the attacks wouldn't be happening if it wasn't for me; then it would be pretty straightforward.I'm hurting. Gem is hurting more because of me than anything. When suggesting to reject my mates, she lost her shit. Then when I confirmed Declan, too, that was it for her. She wanted free range over me. I might have let her if I was pregnant, but that could harm the babies. Especially since I'm so far in. Our son is always stuck in my ribs, the likely hood being that if I shifted, it could break that little thing, and I'm not about to do that. "What could that tell you?" Declan shifted about twenty minutes ago. Think he was jealous of his damn wolf getting my attention. I don't know why because I'm equally mad a
POV ALPHA DECLANI lied to her. When all that stuff went do with Emerald and me before her Luna ceremony. Well, not lied per se, but I kept the truth behind the rogues. Now the group attacking us with Brock was just a timing thing. Very few were trained past a first or second level. Most of them didn't try fighting at all. They were scared, ready to take their punishments. The others, though, the ones that followed, were organized, thought out, and those rogues were trained by someone with a great skill set.Two people from this particular pack come to mind that it could be, but ruling anything out would be irresponsible at this point. It could be another pack discussing themselves as rogues. Is someone trying to make a name for himself? Anything. My biggest fear about telling Emerald is the fact of us putting a pause on letting rogues into our pack. We still feed them, bathe them and keep the cells clean. They are allowed outside or in our pack once we discover the truth."Oh hey,
POV WESLEYWorking is impossible for me today. I cannot for the life of me keep my head on straight. The only thing I can think about is the sexy, desperate look on Emerald's face yesterday when she asked for me. Begged me to touch her. Everything that happened yesterday is on my mind. The way she crawled across the floor to go down on Archie. Jackson's eyes when he finally got to put his hands on her, the things that went through my mind we could do to her together.Declan surprised the hell out of me, but watching him turned me on. Don't get me wrong, he's hot, always has been, and was never like that between us. Well, on my end, I was never secretly pining after him. Still, after yesterday, I wouldn't mind having him and Emerald to myself for a night, either. 'Busy?' I needed to hear Em's voice through the mind link. Well, what I need is to see her; she's been out all morning. She had a few meetings, things she needed to do, and an appointment to check on the babies. I am busy g
POV EMERALD Four sets of eyes. I've got four men I love intensely staring at me, wondering what the hell will happen. Declan, Archie, and Jackson are my mates. Wes is my mate, too, just in a different form though it's evident we love each other. Guess it was the moon goddesses' way of keeping us together and a sick joke. Because Jackson and Wes are mates, and by the look they both give me, they want to share. Gem is purring, wanting all four of them to lay her out on this desk and take her. All of her but me, I can't do that, no matter how much the thought turns me on. I'm carrying Declan's babies, our babies, and letting another man inside me while they are is just...no. Not something I can do. Speaking of Dec, he's surprisingly calm. There is no stretch of anger or jealousy, not even with Goliath. He's just standing there, keeping his eyes on me. But we need to talk about this, all of us, because what the hell will we do? "D I need you to talk, say something." I'm pleading
POV EMERALD Today is the day. I will officially be Luna to Silver Moon in just a few short minutes, but first, we are doing a private viewing of my dress just for Declan. I'm a nervous mess, but Esma assures me he will love anything I wear, but this dress was specifically designed with him in mind, with our promise and us officially taking over Silver Moon. Typically most ceremonies, the woman wears white, considering it's similar to a human wedding; it's that exactly just a few different things. Declan and I proclaim our love for one another in one ceremony, I speak to my pack, making my vows to them, and then we party. White isn't Declan or me. Not in this matter, so I went with black, one of our primary colors here at Silver Moon, and to say I'm obsessed with this dress is an understatement. Open-back floral lace gown with a plunging neckline. The top is all black lace flowers, creeping down into a tulle bottom that lays softly over my baby bump. The top is tight enough to ins
POV EMERALD Three days. For three days now, Declan has treated me like nothing besides a thing carrying his children. What I want, need, or anything doesn't matter. He demands me to do this or that, not allowing me to leave our damn bedroom barely. I'm starting to feel like a prisoner, and it's not going well. I know the night of his ball that I got sick, and I can understand him being a little worried, but for crying out loud, I am carrying Alpha pups. The reaction was expected, and I've learned to maintain the effects; just that day, a lot was going on between his ball, my anxiety, my fear of telling him, and finding out if we were mates. He won't even mark me. And that hurts most of all. I only see him light up anymore when he's talking to my stomach or about the babies. When it comes to me, it's like I mean nothing, and it's breaking my heart. Gem has been a whiny, whimpering mess since we woke up the day after the party. My Luna ceremony is supposed to be tomorrow, and at th