BeauWhat the actual fuck just happened? We were both staring at Bri dumbstruck as she tucked her hair into her hood and stepped out of Conner's office. Wyatt went to the bunkhouse to grab his stuff. She hefted her bag over her shoulder. I went to grab it for her.“No, you don't get to be nice after that stunt, I wanted to leave before something stupid like this happened, and now I've had to show myself, that puts all of us at risk, you better hope he keeps his mouth shut,” she snapped, folding her arms across her chest. “How does Conner know who you are?” I asked her. She gave me a brief sideways look before deciding to tell me. “The company you work for is a part of the trust my father set up for me, I have to sign the papers before I turn 22 or Lorrain will receive it,” she said, looking around.Wyatt brushed past us.“Get your bike in the back, she's not riding on that deathtrap again,” Wyatt said, not waiting for us as he prowled to his truck. This wasn't going to be a fun ride
BeauI was sitting on the couch not reading the book in front of me. My mind a mess of thoughts of ideas of her…He walked in and snatched it off my lap.“Hey,” it was the first word I had said to him in days. He closed and tossed the book into the armchair we didn't use. “We need to talk or we are going to lose her,” he said “No fucking shit batman,” I said rolling my eyes. He plopped down next to me, no animosity in his gaze.“What if we give her what she's asking for?” he asked, plopping down next to me and leaning forward his elbows on his knees as he peered back at me.“How the fuck is that supposed to work without me getting eaten?” I asked.“Let me show you something,” it wasn't something I could do with just anyone, but The Beast pushed forward replaying the scene into Beau's mind. “I think he's telling us that she needs both of us when she faces them, and with all the flirting, cuddling, and the filthy shit that's come out of your head he hasn't objected once. In fact I thi
BriI was curled up in a chair on the porch thumbing through pages of one of my father's books. I thought it would help me clear my head. Yet, the words and symbols were just a jumbled mess. It was Friday, and the boys didn't have school for some teacher workday. It would all come to a bitter end Sunday morning when I would ask them to take me to the bus stop for real. I didn't know where I would go or what I would do. But I would resign myself into disappearing and experiencing what my purpose in life will take away from me.Bas jogged up and I peered over at him clutching a paper bag with a red bow on the handle and a box. There was something in his eyes I couldn't read. He handed them to me and I took them into my lap.“What's this?” I asked.“It's from Beau and Wyatt and before you open it, I'm taking Claude and Lou camping tonight so there's no excuse,” he blurted before he quickly took off to the two boys on the dock and they began whispering amongst themselves looking back at
BriAfter feeling absolutely ridiculous after showering and primping for men who usually saw me in cut off jean shorts, and holey, oversized band tees, and messy buns. I found myself walking towards the island's center, one booted foot after the other an ever larger growing lump in my throat. The apprehension was dismal. Twinkling lights glittered in the trees as my orb rose up high in the clearing’s center. Beau jumped down off a table he was sitting on and stopped dead in his tracks. He wore a brown and blue plaid shirt that brought the amber in his eyes to life, his dark hair hung combed and slicked down. Wyatt had turned from the grill, his button-down black shirt rolled up past his elbows, his light blue jeans hugging those muscular thighs of his, damp hair slicked back, his irises flaming briefly to gold before receding. I swallowed.“You came!” Beau said, as Wyatt joined us, he took my hand that was self-consciously fiddling with the skirt of my dress.“You look stunning,” he
Bri“It's usually one of us home at a time. So when I am working you will have Beau and when Beau is working you will have me. When we are both here when the moon makes my control more challenging you will have us both so that I am sure you are protected if The beast tries to go too far. Of course, this is all up to your discretion. This way, nobody has to choose and the pack gets to keep its most important member whole,” he explained. I squinted my eyes at him confused.“Most important member?” I asked. “That’s you, Sugar,” Beau rasped, nipping my ear. “You're the heart of the pack Bri, we were all lost without you, we’ve been stupid idiot males. I don't know which of us is stupider me for my fear, or that one for his denial,” Wyatt proclaimed. I looked down, shaking my head.“But…” my voice cracked, “I can't stay,” I reminded them of the elephant in the room. Wyatt lifted my chin with his finger.“As much as we want you always, we know and we will only have you as long as you are
BriEmbers barely cooling when Wyatt released me, something had begun coiling deep inside, a noise I could only describe as a whine left me.“Ahh, our sweet Bri,” Beau cooed, nipping at my ear. “You're a needy little thing aren't you?” he continued. “How bout we let my brother here make you feel real good,” he purred. “I wonder how many times he can make you cum with his mouth. What do you say, Sug?”“We need to hear your voice,” Wyatt said, pulling my knees up from over his. I didn't like the loss of touch.“Please,” I begged. His hands slipped higher under my skirt gently tugging on the hem of the lacey bit of fabric I had chosen to wear for no particular reason. He cocked his head with one big hand traveling to my bare ass cheek, a smirk kicking up.“I see you were hopeful, who am I to disappoint? Ready?” he asked.“Yes,” I surrendered and Wyatt, yanked them down my thighs, dangling them from his fingers for Beau's inspection. I refused to be embarrassed.“I suppose,” I said in a h
WyattI spent the next several hours in the bliss of exploring Bri. Her mouth, breasts, her sex, any bit of skin. Memorized every mole and freckle. Testing and measuring her reactions to each uncharted inch of her body. Changing tactics if she tensed or froze. I didn't want to send her to that haunted place in her mind. Beau came back, retiring to his room but I knew he would lay awake listening to all the sweet and naughty sounds she’d be making under my perusal. He’d also be listening to ensure I stayed within the parameters we had discussed.Neither of us wanted to push Bri into more than she was ready for, especially given the possibility of discovering the things blocked from her memory. The girl she said had come, blocking her memories of events when they got bad, or her anxiety threatened her to black out. That left a lot of unknowns to be discovered. Would we trigger her to remember something? Something awful?.So far she was pleasantly responsive, even a bit greedy for us. I
BeauBri tentatively came in the back door and as she went to tiptoe past the doorway to my room I reached out and snatched her. She yelped in surprise. Complaining as I pulled her into my now clean room, she stopped dead in her tracks. Her eyes roved over everything in its place. It had been his parent's room, so it was a bit bigger than Wyatt's. He and I had finally sorted through their stuff in the closet and the keepsakes under the bed. Things he never realized his tough-as-nails mother ever kept. The mess had started with me not wanting to touch their stuff and Wyatt not wanting to deal with it. It had been the two older boys' rooms when Wyatt was home while Claude slept with one of us till he was big enough to sleep wild with his cousins. They had just recently, since Claude shifted, taken over the other house and I'd moved into the trainwreck of a room, not that my habits hadn't contributed to the disaster.“You cleaned?” she said, as she took the room in. “Yes,” I said, and as
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