Cali
The minutes ticked by as Tristan and I lay in silence, coming down from our high and just enjoying being in each other's company. Eventually our heart rates returned to normal, and the worries of the day creeped back in.
It felt like there was more to do than there were hours in the day, I could feel Tristan's own worry through the bond. All the same emotions that had been there at the end of the conference call were now tinged with a sense of urgency and I felt guilt wrap around my own emotions, knowing that it was my desire that dragged him from the tasks at hand.
With the alpha's vote scheduled for in in 2 days’ time Tristan was now up against the clock. I knew that Michael was leading the interrogation of the prisoners, but an emphasis had been put onto discovering any link to the traffickers, at the same time they would also be looking for signs of those who were corralled into attacking Blackrock and those that attacked of their ow
CaliTristan eyed me warily as I followed him to the ground floor. "They're in my office?" He kind of asked seeming confused and I smiled."I know, but I want a drink, besides it won't hurt them to stew for a few minutes." I muttered and he huffed a short laugh and shook his head before kissing me quick."I'll be down in the basement for a while, link me if you need anything." He stated and I nodded before we each went our separate ways.I grabbed a glass of fruit juice from the kitchen before making my way up to Tristan's office, growing increasingly frustrated with each step. This was not something we should be having to deal with right now, I felt like I was a mother to two teenagers, something that was a little disconcerting considering I was still a teenager myself.I stepped in front of the open office door and glanced between the two betas’, sat stoically in the visitors’ chairs.With a deep bre
CaliThe rest of the afternoon passed by in a blur, minutes turned to hours as Amber and I worked side-by-side sorting through paperwork, notes left by Freya, trying to put the plans for the Christmas festival into some semblance of order.We took it in turns contacting the vendors from Blackrock, finalising details for the stalls they were setting up. Amber spoke with Lucas, the head of the education Centre, to see what the students had been working on, and what we could incorporate into the festival.We held a meeting at the packhouse with Grant, head of house maintenance, to discuss the ball we had planned for Christmas Eve.By the time night fell, we were both exhausted, but so much had been accomplished that neither one of us could stop smiling at the thought of the upcoming festivities."I'm actually really looking forward to Christmas this year. We never do this much. Typically, there is a ball or a dance for the
CaliA scream died in my throat as my eyes wrenched open.The room was dark, the slightest slither of light from the moon streaked through a gap in the closed curtains, but with our advanced sight and natural night vision Tristan's worried face was as clear as it would have been at midday.I felt his hands shaking my shoulders before his words registered in my sleep shrouded brain."Cali. Wake up baby. You're safe." His tone was soothing but loud in the otherwise quiet room.I groaned as I shifted on the bed, my throat was sore, and embarrassment coloured my cheeks as I realised, I must have been screaming in my sleep.Images from the nightmare assaulted me and I shivered under Tristan's grip. Clearing my throat so I forced myself to speak. " I'm awake, I'm okay, it was just a bad dream."A knock sounded on the door before Tristan could reply. "Everything okay?" Roman's sleep heavy voice called through the closed door, a
Cali,It was an era of gender inequality and sexism. Women of all ranks were relegated to the kitchen and other menial tasks, they were raised with the sole objective of learning to look after their men.Only the most basic of education was provided to women from the wealthiest of families and those women that were born into poverty or lower-class households would have been offered basic tuition from their own mother.Women were seen as a means to procreate and a support for the men who ran the pack. It was not uncommon in this time for a man to have several wives who would quite often be pregnant at the same time, the ultimate goal of course, to birth a child who would carry on the name, an heir. And the daughters were quite often sold off as wives in their early to mid-teens.It was therefore no surprise to anyone when the alphas wife birthed two health baby girls, twins, that he paid them very little attention. They had very
Cali For the first time in as long as I could remember it was just Roman, Amber, Tristan and I at the dinner table and every face was smiling. The conversation was light-hearted as we all took turns heaping food onto our plates, there wasn't a single mention of the war, something I was eternally grateful for. A part of me had known since day one what I was getting into, being the mate of an Alpha. It was never going to be an easy simple life, but I've never expected that within my first 6-months of being Luna we would have faced war and kidnapping, death and destruction. The war had sunk into every crevice of this pack, no matter how hard we tried to shelter the innocent and protect the pack members there was no saving them from their own fears. Those fears translated to gossip around the town which in turn made everyone worry more. Even here in the packhouse where we were constantly surrounded by security and t
CaliWithout another word spoken he tilted my head up until his eyes met mine and watched me with such intensity that I couldn't help but squirm in my seat before his lips crashed against mine in a kiss that was demanding in way our kisses never had been before, like he physically couldn't get enough.Hours could have passed, and I wouldn't have known I was so lost in the feeling of his lips against mine, his hands that gripped my hips in a firm hold while his thumbs traced tantalising lines against the skin above my waist band. Eventually he pulled back, his gaze searching as we both gasped to catch our breaths. I had never been so turned on in my life, I couldn't sit still and wriggled against his lap trying vain to get closer to pulsing erection that I needed to feel press inside me."You sure?" He asked, his voice gruff with his own desire and the sound alone made me shiver. Another nod of my head and I watched as he swallowed.
CaliThe doctor’s appointment had done little to alleviate my fears, instead only leaving me with more worry and doubt.Despite his years of medical training the doc had no idea what kind of affect our abilities would have on the baby.He doubted it would be hereditary since neither of our parents had any additional abilities or skills beyond those that were usual to our race, but he couldn't say for certain. Nor could he determine if there would be any other lasting side effects. He did a quick scan of my abdomen and declared that everything was as he would expect considering my gestation.Unfortunately he couldn't give me any kind of due date, elaborating to say that each shifter pregnancy was different and some Cubs would develop to term in four months while others took eight and that he would be able to give me any idea until he had measurements taken over several months.We then discussed my own abilities,
TristanIt was a little after 2 a.m by the time we got finished with the last of the interviews. Leaving the captives in the capable hands of the Warrior guards Roman and I trudged up the stairs to the main floor of the packhouse, both of us bone weary and exhausted.Without much conscious thought I followed my beta into the first floor sitting room and slumped back on the sofa as Roman poured out two generous glasses of Scotch.Neither one of us said a word until the glasses were half empty. Sure, we had been hoping to uncover some information in relation to the traffickers, how they connected to Liberty pack, why they were interested in Freya, where they were based, anything that would help Damien and Freya, but neither one of us had expected to get the answers we had."Well shit." Roman grumbled before draining the remaining liquid from his glass and I couldn't help but agree. "Surely this can't be right." He continued an