Bri"Wyatt, put your things in the bedroom," he said quietly."Thank you, Beau," I answered in the same tone, incredibly thankful for the tactfulness of the transactions between the two of them. He kissed me on the cheek before meandering down his hall. I pulled out the bread and moved the pots off the burners. I sent my magic out, giving each boy a soft nudge to come and get it before I went to face the Alpha in his room. It was one of the new things I had found. I could reach out to them without digging too deeply. Just a nudge to the surface of the mind. Beau and I had practiced it after he admitted he was innately curious about it. I rapped on the door jam."Dinner is ready," I said softly."I tried to get whatever you needed, blame Beau if I'm missing anything, he told me what to get," he said, as he pulled off his shirt, exposing the heady display of solid muscles, I tried not to count the ones that traveled down into that V that disappeared into his pants. Goddess save me from
Wyatt I had planned on maintaining a sense of distance when I got home but that all fell apart the second I'd seen the emotion on her face over a dog. I didn't care if it destroyed me. I'd let her bleed out my heart and walk away. Beau had told me what she had told the boys and now we knew some of what she hadn't said. Now aware of how detrimental leaving a coven of that size without a compass, let alone a council seat. New Orleans and the surrounding area would be in complete chaos without someone focusing and policing that power. It would be bad for all the supernaturals in the area. She had to go back, no matter how well she fit into our world. Even though she may very well want to be a part of it and we wanted her to be here with us. Brianna had to rule her world just like I had to rule my own. Fate was stupid like that. Until she was ready, we would be that family, we would let her love us, and we would weather the loss of that love when she was no longer with us. The hard part
BeauAfter waking up to Boo licking my face, I was already 10 mins late when I realized Wyatt wasn't up. I could only guess what I would be walking in on and how awkward that would be for Bri and my Alpha.When I made it to the doorway I found them basked in the light of Sug's moonlight, one of the new books I picked up at the library on the nightstand. He was curled around her, the cover kicked back, his nose snuggled into the croc of her neck. In 10 years I have never seen him more peaceful. Her arm tucked around his, Wyatt's hand engulfing hers. His leg tucked between hers pressed up close and personal to the most intimate parts of Bri's being. I swallowed, but if I didn't wake him, Landry would have my head and our jobs, it was the deal that afforded us the flexibility we needed to be present with the boys, one of us would always promptly replace the other. I poked him, trying not to disturb Bri."Wyatt, we are late, you gotta get up." he groaned but didn't move, but a golden eye
Wyatt I had planned on maintaining a sense of distance when I got home but that all fell apart the second I'd seen the emotion on her face over a dog. I didn't care if it destroyed me. I'd let her bleed out my heart and walk away. Beau had told me what she had told the boys and now we knew some of what she hadn't said. Now aware of how detrimental leaving a coven of that size without a compass, let alone a council seat. New Orleans and the surrounding area would be in complete chaos without someone focusing and policing that power. It would be bad for all the supernaturals in the area. She had to go back, no matter how well she fit into our world. Even though she may very well want to be a part of it and we wanted her to be here with us. Brianna had to rule her world just like I had to rule my own. Fate was stupid like that. Until she was ready, we would be that family, we would let her love us, and we would weather the loss of that love when she was no longer with us. The hard part
BeauAfter waking up to Boo licking my face, I was already 10 mins late when I realized Wyatt wasn't up. I could only guess what I would be walking in on and how awkward that would be for Bri and my Alpha.When I made it to the doorway I found them basked in the light of Sug's moonlight, one of the new books I picked up at the library on the nightstand. He was curled around her, the cover kicked back, his nose snuggled into the croc of her neck. In 10 years I have never seen him more peaceful. Her arm tucked around his, Wyatt's hand engulfing hers. His leg tucked between hers pressed up close and personal to the most intimate parts of Bri's being. I swallowed, but if I didn't wake him, Landry would have my head and our jobs, it was the deal that afforded us the flexibility we needed to be present with the boys, one of us would always promptly replace the other. I poked him, trying not to disturb Bri."Wyatt, we are late, you gotta get up." he groaned but didn't move, but a golden eye
BeauI had managed to make it on time barely, I had also nearly lost my life a few times weaving in and out of traffic but nobody else had to know that. I parked in the lot with the other roughneck vehicles, grabbed my bag, and quickly threw the cover that I kept in the compartment under the seat with the helmet I kept it around in case I gave a girl a ride. I dumped my bag on my bunk and hung up my father's jacket. Like Wyatt, it was one of the few things I had kept of his.When I Pushed through Connor's office door I walked in on them arguing about me being late when I wasn't. I squared off at the young buck of a future Alpha and cocked my head."Got something to say? Let's hear it," I said as I casually crossed my arms over my chest, the Beta of a Rougarou had a higher rank than this Alpha's spawn. He attempted to hold my stare but couldn't bear it, looking away and cursing on the way out the door. He wasn't even the Luna's rightful son. He was just his father's bastard and from w
WyattAs Beau anticipated, coffee and breakfast were on the table when I got back. Bri was dragging and in her world. By the scent of her, her cycle had started. She had made oatmeal and flavored it with brown sugar and cinnamon. The boys trudged up the steps of the back porch chattering about building the hen house. They stopped staring at her back where she had already put her nose back in the book. I shook my head at them not to mention it. It was one thing to pass by girls and women at school and around town but living with a woman and becoming accustomed to all of her scents was a learning curve for them. I just hope they can be tactful."Eat up boys," she said, gesturing to the stove with her cup. "What's on the agenda today?" I asked Bri, scraping the bottom of my bowl. She tucked a bit of paper into the page she was at. "Chicken coop, project notes, and laundry, and when I say laundry I mean you are each taking a bag and filling it with whatever nasty nonsense you got hiding
WyattThe sound of her voice soothed The Beast, each night she curled up with us and read and I found myself settled and content in those moments my mind on the story and not what couldn't be. Her cycle had finished and her mood picked back up. I watched her work with the boys on their homework without frustration and confusion, always relating things to something they could grasp if they did not understand. I even had messages from the boy's teachers about the strides they were making. However, there was one from Bastian's Algebra teacher that had me fuming. She on more than one occasion had asked him if he needed help with anything to which he had just shrugged off and disappeared.It was Friday the boys clamored off the boat and the smells of Bri's cooking wafted up from the house."Claude, Lou, go put your bags up and wash up for dinner. Bas went to follow."Not so fast Bas," I said, clamping him on the shoulder. He stilled and looked over his shoulder at me wearily."What's up W
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