WyattI sat with Brianna for a while, the shadow of Beau disappearing down the hall a ways. Fingers trailing through her hair, a heady exhale releasing from her. I soaked in the beauty of her ultimate resignation, of the pain, fear, anger, and betrayal handed to me like a sacrifice. All of her faces were breathtaking, this one however was the most at peace and I wanted to watch her dance with that peace and writhe within that sinful ecstasy with weightless transcendent abandon.I pulled her hair gently at her nape, raising her eyes to mine. She blinked up at me, those swamp green orbs rimmed in churning navy storms, the silver light of that magnificent power she ruled, a halo within them.“Ma Sha, are you sure you want to do this? Because there's no turning back once we get so far,” the grit in my voice was evident even though my words were soft.“Yes,” her voice was soft yet steady and sure.“Stand,” I commanded, and her body rose and I guided her between my knees. She stared back at
Wyatt“So sweet when you're all tied up,” I teased her, and she was unbearably so. The soft, exquisite lines and curves of her stretched out across my bed, her body calling to mine, a strange precarious lure this woman beneath me as I forced myself to exit her orbit to drop my pants, my cock suddenly free to the night air as I returned to her, those beautiful eyes stunned, yet starved at the sight of it's thick length. I hadn't planned on tying her up, but she wasn't complaining and I wouldn't either. Maybe, just maybe she would like the sort of games I liked to play. The shadow in the hall shifted as I teased her lips with mine and she thirstily opened, delving her tongue into my mouth as if I was the air she breathed. Reaching up, I pulled the loop on the belt's knot, setting her free of the bed but not the restraints as I gripped her wrists over her head.“Behave, or you'll get more Beast than you're ready for,” I said, but the heat that sparked in her eyes spoke volumes, very dan
BriThe viper in my path halted me, as the rush of memories of scales and fangs and paralyzing pain swept through me, the blackness began to sweep in as I struggled to breath, before the view of the snake was blocked and the scent of brackish water and cypress brought me back and amber eyes with pulsing gold stared back into mine. I was open to him and he saw everything as I felt myself swept up and moved forward.Moments later the energy of the place began to radiate into me like a malicious force and I looked up to find two pairs of eyes looking down on me.Wyatt's strong arms cradled me as Beau’s found my face.“Sug!” his worried voice called.“I'm here,” my voice rasped. Beau's expression relaxed, as Wyatt's eyes bore into mine, assessing deeper, ready to pull me out of this ‘mission,’ I pushed them away, forcing myself to stand and looked at the vacant house as I steadied myself with a tree.“I'm fine,” I insisted. Wyatt growled and I narrowed my eyes at him.“They,” he went to s
BriBeau had a fire pit built full of dry brush and my bag sitting next to it.“I'm staying with her,” Wyatt said.Beau looked at me. “You’re sure this is a good idea? what if he tries to claim you?” It was a low blow but also a fair one.“We're going to be fine, Beau, do not let those boys leave your sight. The last thing I need is one of them thinking they are bigger than their breeches and wandering out of the wards. It'll be safe there, please,” I begged as we paused on the dock. He chucked the things we brought for him to take back in the boat before he scooped me up in his arms.“Promise me one thing, Sugar,” he begged.“What's that?” I asked, concerned.“Don't jeopardize yourself to fix us baby, cuz I couldn't live with that,” he pleaded.“I got this Beta, please take care of them boys,” I reiterated.“You don't have to ask Sug, always have and always will,” he promised.Then he kissed me, and somehow I felt the burn hotter, his soul burning brighter than before, and deep down
Bri We stayed there near the dock under the tree until the sun began to descend and the damp Bayou air became more chilly. However, wrapped in Wyatts Beast’s arms, I felt the warmth and safety deep within as our energy mingled over our skin and fur.“You know,” I said. “You're less of a monster and more like a big puppy.” He growled softly and I shrugged before pushing the big guy off and standing. He whined.“We have work to do,” I said, and so the breaking of the curse began.BeastThe prize wanted a path cleared so I did so with my claws. She had important work to do and as she followed me mumbling words of magic, she dragged a massive bag of salt around the area of the house in a circle. I felt the swamp answer. The energy was drawn to her and I knew that first full moon that she belonged here with the power we were entrusted to protect. Some lost reincarnated soul that belonged to it. This pack needed her, needed this.Her power rose with the moon on the horizon and as she chann
BeauWe saw the ghostly flames across the horizon. The boys yipped and whined as we paced within the confines of the wards she had placed. In this form I could feel it, some strange beautiful thing linked to the totality of our land. Everything that woman touched was blessed, and I was going to be sure to get my fill of those blessings when I saw her safe and sound, when I finally held her back in my arms.Then the sky rained starlight. They looked like millions of tiny meteors but fell down like ash or snow, floating out of clear skies. I let out a howl and the boys joined in. The beast answered and I don't know if it was the fact that his call solidified their safety or the fact that a presence seemed to lift out of me, but a weight lifted and for the first time in a decade, a light of hope burned free in my heart. She had broken over a hundred years of tragedy in one night. And a decade of pain and remorse had begun to finally heal.I let out another howl in question and the respon
BeauBri wore the long sleeve black dress she had arrived in, which now hugged her curves like a glove, with a pair of leggings we had gotten her, and her boots. She had showered, her hair up high, with the lengths woven into some fancy braid. She had rounded the boys up and dragged out most of the boxes Zoey had sent.Boxes and boxes of brand new twinkling white lights were wrapped around tree trunks and criss crossed above our heads, Igniting the heart of the island in a merry glow. Another held a fake 7 foot tree the boys soon erected and began wrapping it in colored lights before Bri insisted she had to expertly tuck the red and silver garland perfectly into the tree, having to be hoisted on my broad shoulders to reach the top. Music played from the radio. Hamburgers and hotdogs cooked on the grill while Bri walked the boys through cajun dances her father must have taught her, because I learned them from my mama. She even dragged Bas, who’s chip on his shoulder had seemed to have
WyattI watched Beau take off with Bri and couldn't help but smile. Bri was all we could ever want and she wanted us both, even if it was temporary. Then it hit me. When she left she'd be all alone again. But at least we would have each other. Besides Maggie and Zoey who were human witches that didn't know the life Brianna would be forced to live, she would be utterly and completely alone. The high council of witches that were not worth the silt under her feet, didn't know what they were in for. She would surely rock the boat in their world. I would swell in pride for the upheaval she would cause.I pushed that problem to another day, as we all did. Today I had a Beta to roast and my little witch was in on it. I listened to their murmured voices as I grabbed a bag of jerky from the kitchen and waited. When Bri began to make moaning sounds that went straight to my cock I meandered down the hall to Beau's room. She had said, timing was everything.I toed the ajar door open to find Beau
WyattOn the ride to the truck, I found myself gripping my chest, Beau with his head leaning against the window did the same, the pain scorched and burned and though I knew the heartache would always be there this was more than my own. Beau’s eyes squeezed shut and a tear fell. I glanced at Zoey keeping quiet in the passenger seat leaning forward as she wound her way around narrow streets.“Promise me you will watch over her,” I asked. Zoey glanced at me as I gritted my teeth against the pain blooming in my chest.“You have my word,” Zoey answered quietly. I gazed out the window unseeing as the streets of New Orleans passed by.“I know she loves you both, very much,” Zoey said, swallowing hard. This had to be hard for her, knowing what Bri was sacrificing, what we all were, and being the only one who knew it all. A lump had grown in my throat as I gritted through the emotions of this “separation” and took a steading breath.“If she ever needs us, we will be there,” I let her know as Z
BriI woke to a rapt at the door moving felt wrong as the men growled in slumber and I pulled away, throwing one of their shirts on to answer the door. Thankfully it was Zoey as I leaned against the door jam not bothering to button the shirt and she handed me our bags. Her eyes scanned me as Wyatt came up behind me growling but I pushed my ass out to block him before he realized he was naked. Typical male Alpha bullshit dealing with his possessive female.I just passed the bags to him before I gripped Zoey’s hand like a vice as my emotions rose. “Give us some time, don’t leave me yet.” I bit my lip, emotions coursing through me.“I'm not going anywhere ma ami,” Zoey said, her eyes sad as they met mine. She knew the toll weighing on my heart perhaps, but not the one tethered to my soul. I nodded to her before ducking back into the room. My face fell as I faced them.“This is it,” I said, as both men approached me, my back leaned against the door.“We are only a few hours away,” Beau s
BriBeau placed slow-moving molten kisses down my back when he came to the dip in my backside where the dress covered my ass his fingers deftly began unclasping it when the skirt finally fell open, Wyatt undid the clasp at my neck and the entire thing slid into a glimmering pool of glittering fabric at my feet. Beau collected it and I stepped over it in my heels before he laid it out over a chair in the corner.Wyatt growled, “You went into that room without any underwear?”“Did you not see the dress?” he looked about to go feral on me and I was glad for it. Beau returned only to sink to his knees behind me as Wyatt's large calloused hands began to work my breasts as his tongue warred with mine. Beau’s lips pressed against the small of my back and descended. When he reached the seam of my ass Wyatt yanked one leg up high on his hip, steading me with an arm around my waist. The air hit my damp core and caused me to shiver. The next thing I knew Beau's mouth had found a mission. My dr
WyattBri had been magnificent, the amount of power that had poured through her, that she had siphoned into us for our wolves to take shape outside of ourselves had been immense. I could have said it shocked me, but that would be a lie. Our Moonbeam was more than a common witch. She hadn’t hesitated, barely batted an eye as she became judge, jury, and executioner to the Vipers who had done such unspeakable wrongs against her. She wore her scars for all to see and I loved her more for overcoming it all. It hit me then, this was our last night. Her very power marked her as the rightful head of this seat on the council. When she had claimed it, no one had dared to oppose her.When the doors had unlatched a few cowards took off. I watched her note them. Analyzing who they were and how she would have to manage the aftermath, those who would oppose this spectacle. I stood prone and mute as did Beau. Her father's supporters and those brave enough walked before her and bowed low expressing th
beau182He had a cocky smirk on his weathered face, his silver beard mirroring his hair. He looked too strong for his age as he filled out the light grey tuxedo, a plaid handkerchief tucked ornately into his pocket. He nodded looking around at the now vacant dias.“Seems like it’s ma turn Little Bird,” he said, his accent thick and not any I recognized. Bri scowled at him. “You can try tae kill meh, lass but it wulny work. Yae urny ready for aw the answers yae seek. It’s still tae be seen if yae earn them.“What the fuck is that supposed to mean,” Bri spat. “You were always a strange one, I could never quite figure you out,” Bri admitted. “That you weren’t the worst of them, doesn’t get you out of this Silas, you will be judged.” Bri pointed out.“Judge me aw yae wish, I care not. I did wit I needed tae dae, by you and I’ll stand by it. I never molested yae, I didny beat ye. In fact, if it wisny fur me, they wid hiv taken ye years ago. I stopped that, just like I stopped them from s
Beau“Fucking disgusting pedophile freak, and a necro to boot,” Brianna tutted, she looked at her fingernails and shook her head, “I wonder if I took more than your ability to walk when you came looking for me. Do you know how hard it was to not kill you on the spot every time you touched me? To endure it so I could get out? Just so I could gain my full strength to come back and seek retribution for everything? She smiled towards her mother, “You don’t get to go to hell for killing my father. You wanted purgatory and I have someone here that can send you somewhere better. And you won't have any power there, will she?” She turned casually to Wyatt in question. “No,” he growled out, his canines showing his face shadowed in the angles that marked him as a predator, as he sat precariously in the lane between shifting and humanity. I wasn’t any better off as I struggled to keep my claws in. Brianna set loose her mother.“You little bitch you ruined everything! From the day Pierre brought y
BeauWithin Bri lay the power of the moon, pure and clean and good. Their cruelty had created something far darker and more sinister within her. They didn’t anticipate how that darkness would protect the light. How Bri’s mind would find a way to survive everything they put her through, and how the mysterious girl would fuel the light with hope.Andrew smirked as the crowd gasped in awe. He bowed low. “I, Andrew Carlson, offer you my allegiance and my loyalty. I bid for your place as high priestess of the North American Council of Witches. I am a son of both the eastern house and the western, may they see the strength you have borne in your oppression, and the vengeance I know you will cast as a testament to the tides of change. ” He stood and his eyes locked on Sug’s, she held that stare. “Brianna has shown me the world of witches her father sought to join together. I for one share that dream, that all sects of our kind and humans can preside alongside each other in a natural harmo
Bri“So we have established that a rite was intended to take place, that my mother ordered my familiar killed, and Beckham dealt that blow. Andrew.” Andrew took a tentative step forward. “I ask that you speak only the truth, Andrew here is a victim too, he didn’t have a choice in this either, he was forced to follow his father’s wishes.” Andrew’s gaze looked over the crowd of fearful faces before looking straight at Bri.“I always knew you’d never walk away without justice being served, I am sorry for my part in this and how I treated you over the years. You were once my friend and I hope you can forgive the things I did and overlooked while under the same roof as you.” His eyes raised to the crowd, “I wasn’t much older than Brianna when my father started acting strange and fell under the seductive spell of Lorrain’s promises. Power and dominion. She wants this seat on the council so that she can worm her way into the highest position possible. She’s a compeller and weaves that into h
Bri“On the contrary Lorraine, I am very present,” I said, striding before the dais. “I have come to see to it that you do not steal my father’s legacy and poison New Orleans as you did my Papa.” My voice was cold, hard, resolute. In this moment I let the warmth my heart had grown accustomed to leach into the men at my sides. Let her try to get out of this farce she made for herself.“Daughter, you are well,” Lorraine hid her surprise and I laughed darkly.“You do not get to call me daughter, after what you did to me. Allowed to be done to me. The abuse you exposed me to, in hopes you could wield the power I bear.” Beckham stepped forward gritting his teeth, eyes livid.“Child, enough of this nonsense,” Lorraine tried to reason.“You girl, owe us all a debt,” Beckham growled out. “I owe you nothing, if you ever thought I did that's on you.” I seethed. “Your little den of snakes stole everything from me,” I shot back. “You don’t get to pin a scared 14-year-old girl down and force her