Ah, Tyre, how we all love you. It almost makes you wonder what the twins' wolves will be like if their father is none other than the Great Tyre.
ELLE Kade had already filled me in on apprehending someone who had planned to force his daughter into assassinating Jackson so that he could then use the chaos to kidnap Imeela. We all knew that tonight’s coronation would not be a joyous affair for all. There were bastards in all species who willingly followed people like Andrei because it allowed them to do whatever they wanted while saying fuck the consequences. Brynn, Ziyah, and I all had this feeling that something serious was going to happen tonight. That feeling did not go away when I heard that the bastard was in the cells. It was a damn good thing that we did not bring our younger children. The boys were having a sleepover with their cousins, so they were fine being away from us. Kalen was safe back at their pack. My man was sexy in his fitted black suit that had a silver vest, which made his gray eyes pop. His hair had that messy wave going on that made him look like he styled it that way, but it was just natural. I knew
ELLE Imeela had been through so much shit in her life and survived unimaginable odds. I knew that I would not have been strong enough to survive what she did. “Lord Pavlo, I am not certain where you got your information from, but I can assure you that I did not abandon anyone, nor did I live a life of luxury. Let me clear up any misconceptions there might be about what truly happened. Andrei Moretti stormed into this very coven on my tenth birthday where he and his followers massacred everyone. My father, King Desmond, entrusted my safety to my bodyguard Emilio who had only been twenty-one at the time. The life that we led was the furthest thing from a life of luxury. We spent six years together on the run, evading bounty hunters sent by none other than Andrei Moretti himself. When I say that we were on the run, I mean that literally. Staying in abandoned buildings, caves, or anywhere else that we could find, which would provide us enough security before we continued on. We spent day
DANTEWhile tonight had not gone to plan, nobody could claim that it was a typical or boring coronation. Not one fucking bit.People spouted fucking bullshit accusations – Check.Said bullshit got knocked the fuck down – Check.Stupid fucker made a grand entrance – Check.Stupid fucker then got his ass handed to him by the fucking Queen herself – FUCKING CHECK.Suicidal fucker shot said Queen – Also check.Then, out of nowhere, a literal Goddess showed up and put everyone in their motherfucking places – Double check with side of delicious fucking amusement.“Are there any further objections or are we free to actually begin the coronation?” Imeela asked the crowd.Most people chuckled in response. It certainly helped to break the tension while also showing them that she was in control despite the fuckers trying to take that control away. It showed that she was resilient.Cali, who was Imeela’s Godmother, had been given a letter by Sadira. She read it to the masses since that was what S
ZIYAHI was not certain what those two were planning, but Imeela must have wanted to talk to him about something important since Jackson led me all the way over to the other side of the dance floor.He was actually not a bad dancer at all. Sure, he was a little uncertain about the moves at first but caught on fairly quickly.“I’m incredibly happy for both you and Zeus. There is not a single thought in my mind about you failing here because you came into it with pure intentions and a need to protect those who need protection. Lean on your mate and your advisors. However, don’t be afraid to reach out for help and advice. We’re here for all of you,” I told him.Jackson smiled and thanked me. My words reassured him, and that made me happy to hear.Zeus shimmered through. I knew that only Alphas had the ability to share control like my mates did, but that was not what these two were.It made me wonder if being coronated made a difference at all because they were both essentially Alphas now…
DANTE It should be noted that I thoroughly enjoyed living in our own home instead of at the packhouse. First, there was more room and was quite spacious. Second, we were filling it with memories. Third and most importantly, far more fucking privacy. It really was nice. There was a meeting at Nightshade to discuss plans for moving forward on the Supernatural Council. Knowing my sister, she had already had twenty-three different ideas. She did offer delicious coffee and brunch, seeing as how we partied fairly late before we left the coronation after party. It had been a lot of fucking fun. “Papa, it’s time to burp little Miss Blakely,” Ziyah told Byron. Our division plan had been working really well. These three were just as much his pups as they were mine, so he deserved just as much time with them. Byron picked Blakely up, cooing to her, and setting to work on burping her. She definitely took after me when it came to those powerful burps of hers. Guess what? She did not fucking di
ELLE Livestreaming the coronation had been the right call. Not only could our packs witness history being made but also got to share in the crazy ass epic shit that went down too. Chris’ overview of the entire thing had us all cracking up. That guy was one of the funniest people I had ever met. When you had him and Dante together, though, that was when the magic happened. Magic in this case referred to the insane comedy that was created. Imperial Duke and Duchess. That was a huge deal. Knowing what the role consisted of, I could not imagine people better suited for it. Their combined extensive knowledge of the supernatural definitely worked in their favor. I jotted down a couple of notes regarding that role because it also aligned with what our mission of the Council was. On a side note, we were all incredibly happy for Imeela, Jackson, and Zeus. I knew how much it meant to all of our wolves that Zeus was also recognized alongside Jackson and Imeela. That was a surprise that they
ZIYAH This coming full moon would be when we would attempt to unbind Jarin’s mother. Slyersa had specifically mentioned that it would be me, my mates, and Caiathus that would be able to do it. Therefore, we figured that it was a safe bet that it would require Byron being separated from Dante. Everything else had already been figured out. There was an intricate compound that we had to synthesize. That was where Caiathus played the epic Fae that he was. It was definitely his area of expertise. Once it was injected into where her light well was, I would use my healing abilities to not only spread the compound but also to heal her body from the damage they would have caused. Then it was my mates’ turn and had an extremely crucial role to play. These types of bindings are cemented by darkening their light through implanting intense fears. Dante would work to pull those fears out of her, canceling them out like he did with my nightmares. While he was doing that, Byron would implant posit
KADE Apollo, Dayton, and I were trying to figure out how many sphinxes we could accommodate in this pack and where to put them. Nailah had been able to track fifty-three of them so far, but that did not mean there were only that many. She had mentioned that it was possible that some might have their locations cloaked either by someone cloaking it like her handlers did or if they were in a location that had magic that cloaked it. Both Nightshade and Shadow Falls were constantly expanding. Their pack was damn near five times its original size. Both packs needed to accommodate for future growth, so we had been in discussion about how to do that. Our packs would eventually run out of territory to build on. There was a large plot of land owned by the Cloverfield pack, the one closest to our pack and was actually where Dante apprehended the three assholes who had brutalized his mate while she was held captive by the Darkies. Come to find out, they were actually from the Slater pack. Not