9 months laterBri`Calloused hands slid across my skin, I was impossibly full of them, their love. Open-mouth kisses and unshaven stubble grazed my skin as their energies played a symphony with mine. Waves of ecstasy rose and crashed and rose again. Tongues danced in time as we writhed together in the open air under the bright full moon. Heat burned and sweat beaded everywhere our bodies met and bliss devoured me as the wholeness of it all overtook me, overtook us. My light reached with its hungry tendrils and there was no worry in my mind. They were mine and I was theirs and we were us.Starlight twinkled as my hair was pulled back harshly, lovingly, passionately. Wyatt's lips trailed down my throat as Beau’s tongue invaded my panting mouth. Sensations rippled through my being, the light leaching out of me as theirs sought out mine. My darkness cocooned it coaxing. Releasing that light felt like a harmony in the depths of my soul, it had been shackled, caged, and held prone for far t
Zoey“What’s this about?” Bri asked, sitting back in her chair. She wore Wyatt’s shirt open with only a thin low-cut bralette beneath. The new tattoo she’d had Issac drill into her skin was simple and elegant as it rested on her sternum just below her breasts. Up the center of her chest, the water lily bloom birthed a crescent moon, a series of lines and dots indicating its glow in a circle around it, and above that a dainty fleur de lis. It paired with the twin Hyacinth Bean vines that now wrapped around her biceps and snaked down her arms and around each ring finger all in elegant black and grey. She and Issac had this thing about being in each other's company in companionable silence. They would go hours with just the rhythm of the tattoo gun, the only sound between them.“Shut the door, Andy,” Trent said, with more authority than I thought the male had ever used. Bri folded her arms across her middle and watched as Andy cast a spell to ensure our voices didn’t carry beyond the roo
BriThey had effortlessly handed over the trinkets that protected them from other witches meddling. Left themselves vulnerable to the tyrant who was their mistress of dark and light. I picked up the trinkets and closed my palm over them, enforcing the talismans and strengthening their power. Before I offered them back. The men looked at me questioningly.“Don’t lose them, I know I forget to tell you, but I’m thankful for your friendship, I will protect you and yours and I expect the same in return,” I offered. They reached out tentatively as if I would smite them and took the items returning them to their persons.“As you all know I don’t know my origins, I was a foundling. I buried a lot of what I was after my father died. The girl's memories started coming to me the night I was forced to sign the contract. Whenever the anxiety ran too high her memories were my escape. I don't know who she is but I'm tied to her. When the Depression ran too deep, the peace she granted me, stayed my h
WyattThe alarm drew me out of provocative dreams of her. I groaned, clicking the phone off. I could feel the absence of her in my arms and I let out a heavy sigh. Then I remembered what today was. Bastian’s graduation. I pushed the deep longing aside and forced myself out of bed. “Up and at em boys, we have a big day today,” I reached out to the groggy sleepy minds of the boys. As I dressed I heard Beau moving around glad I wouldn’t have to force his ass out of bed. I found him in the kitchen sporting a new black eye and busted lip.“Don’t look at me like that,” Beau said, reaching for the cornflakes.“I suppose you couldn’t pause your quarrelsome thoughts for one night, you knew what today is?” He just shrugged in response.“Today is not about me so who cares, but you should have seen the other guy when I was done with him,” he said dryly. I missed the flirtatious, jubilant Beau but I wasn’t selfish enough to not allow him to grieve in whatever way this was anymore. I didn’t have t
BriHolding the boys to me my facade cracked, and the tears rolled free. I blinked up and found Wyatt and Beau coming towards me. My heart which had been icy in New Orleans warmed thawing simply by their presence. The boys parted and the men and I stared at each other. They were unsure, and so was I. Wyatt broke the silence.“You came for Bastian’s graduation?” his words were careful, testing my intentions.“I was invited and I made a promise I intend to keep,” Bas walked up and hugged me, lifting me off my feet as he spun me around. He crinkled up his nose.“I knew you’d make it, It’s a good thing I conned you into making my favorite dinner cuz they ain’t feeding you right In NOLA,” Bas said as he set me down. I felt Wyatt and Beau’s eyes as if they could see me naked through the dress. The weight loss would be obvious to them, but it would be just another thing for them to fret over later. I just huffed.“And y’all have grown a foot taller since I last saw you,” I said looking over
BriWhen we reached the parking lot of the small school, Bas threw his graduation cape over his shoulders and began fumbling with his tie. I took it from him and walked him through the steps as I tied it for him, just as my father had taught me. Why he taught me such a thing, I didn’t know, but right now I was glad for it. He leaned down and kissed my cheek. “Thanks, Mama,” he whispered before he took off to take his place. I stood stunned at the sentiment he offered me of all people. Even Wyatt and Beau paused with me before they guided me into a random spot on the bleachers. We didn’t comment on what Bas said, but my chest radiated warmth and longing. I saw Zoey and Trent eyeing the proceeds from down below and Boo sat dutifully at my feet. We sat through the ceremony in alphabetic order. With each name called the faster my foot tapped in anticipation and the closer Beau and Wyatt seemed to curl closer into me as we awaited Bastian’s name. When they called his name we all stood, ye
BriMy mind had raced since the encounter but the moment I’d stepped foot on the island the core within me had settled and the magic sang as it coursed relentlessly in my veins. Though I couldn’t get the girl’s eyes out of my mind, the act of making dinner relaxed me, allowing the fog I hadn’t realized I’d been carrying with me to ease. Out in the open with so many people there wasn’t much any of us could do. I’d bring it up after, well, everything else.Zoey and Trent sat at the kitchen table and Wyatt and Beau stood at my beck and call. Yet I moved through the kitchen, all eyes upon me not missing a beat as the heavy silence made the room suffocating for the rest.“I wouldn’t have believed it if I wasn’t seeing it with my own eyes,” Trent mused. Breaking the silence. I peered over my shoulder.“You should think before you ever doubt me,” I said, rolling my eyes. Wyatt’s and Beau’s brows raised.“They didn’t believe I could cook,” I let them know. They snorted in response.“Bri cooks
Chapter 15BriWe watched Zoey and Trent leave with a boat and I shook my head, she left me with no vices to get through this with them. In her mind, there was only succeeding. I felt that deep down though they had expressed their love I didn’t feel like I deserved it. We had piles of shit to weed through until I could allow them to make the final call but I caved once. Could I maintain the cage over my soul with the bond alive and in such close proximity? I was a ticking time bomb of spreading my legs and begging them to bite me. I didn’t know what to think of myself, or what they expected of me after a year. It had taken us so long to get to the point of intimacy and we hadn’t been together physically in over a year. I suppose honesty was the best policy. I had secrets that haunted me, I wasn’t the same woman who they left in New Orleans.I turned and walked inside, they trailed me and we all stood silent for a moment. I found myself fiddling with the folds of my dress, then I remem
Wyatt“This is risky,” I said. I could feel Beau as he glanced around at the people who passed by taking in everything they were giving off. Bri however was a different animal. She didn’t give one fuck what anyone thought. I knew the look of the haze coming over her. Fuck this is why I didn’t want her out in the open. She rubbed her ass into Beau, her head falling back into his shoulder. Shit. Beau’s eyes met mine and I motioned him to the sparse woods to the side of the grocery. Whatever we did would have to be covert and quick. I felt eyes on us and cursed as we gilded her away from prying eyes but one set was sure to watch every detail. Kay, she hadn’t made an advance on Beau since Bri intercepted her. She’d been different since Bri made her humble. She was stalking us now and when Beau made to stop I pushed him further into the trees with her. Bri needed release and I sent them back without me and turned to face Kay.“What are you doing?” I asked her. She couldn’t find words.“Wh
BriI was dozing comfortably, surrounded by our mingling scents when some sort of awareness woke in my mind. I sat up stretching my senses out and found someone foreign passing the territory lines. The wolf and I growled as one in my mind. I began searching for some sort of clothing. Boy shorts it was and one of the guys button-downs that I had taken to New Orleans with me. I didn’t even bother to button it. Thank Goddess for Zoey bringing a bag with her the last time or I’d have nothing to wear not that I minded being naked. But for the boys' sake and whomever was showing up on our doorstep I wasn’t giving them a free show.“Bri, someone is coming,” Wyatt’s voice echoed in my mind. The sound of a boat approaching the dock had my full attention.“They’re already here,” I growled in return.“Shit.”“Maybe it’s Mabel?” I offered..“I don’t think so. Stay inside.” His voice was strained and distraught. A knock came at the door and I stood stock still in the hallway outside Beau’s bedroom
BeauWe took turns ‘entertaining’ Bri. Right now I was pumping into her hot and heavy from behind. She’d finally gotten control of her claws but I had her hands in my grip behind her back with one hand just in case they decided to appear. The position was intriguing forcing her chest into the bed. Her glorious ass high in the air. She’d been insatiable and we willingly and happily kept her fulfilled so she wouldn’t fall back into the fever. She was acting strange though, she looked at us every once and a while like she was studying something new. She said everything looked different sometimes. She’d been fun in bed before but now once in a while the wildness overtook her and our mate was that much more enticing. We’d ended up here after she snatched the book I was reading forcing me to chase her around the house with her newfound speed. She was graceful and agile before. Now her strength grew each day. She was a moaning whimpering mess before me now and was all the more beautiful fo
BastianThere’s nothing like being an errand boy on your first day on the job. Conner scowled at the letter pulling at his chin hairs.“She’s really sick? Or does she just want your cousins to herself?” he asked, narrowing his eyes at me.“To be honest she gave us a scare, and she's been bedridden for days.” it wasn’t a lie per se but the real explanation I didn’t have. All I knew was the house stunk of sex and she had most definitely given Wyatt and Beau the scare of their lives. They said she was changing, but they weren’t sure exactly how. She’d already become a wolf, what other changes could there be? Witchy stuff I presumed. Something along the lines of what happened to her after breaking the curse or how she floated into our territory unconscious and completely changed our lives for the better. So I’d overlook her— ‘faults.’“I suppose it’s none of my business, just do me a favor and stay away from the troublemakers or she will have my head. I didn’t know what kind of trouble he
BriFire and ice, Ice and fire. I needed more, more of them. Their skin to mine, our hearts, and souls connected. Together. Our love overpouring in a requiem of emotion and carnal sensations. I yearned for the feel of them, our energy— a melody to our souls. The older woman had come. She had entered my mind creating a pocket of calm that drew me in.“I see you have finally seen sense Mother Moon, but your stubbornness comes with a price — I’m sure they are more than willing to pay it. Welcome to being fully ascended,” the old woman said. “A price?”“The haze is what your people call it. Can’t you feel it?” she asked. I didnt know what she meant. I tried to assess myself through the turmoil in my veins, beyond the blood that seemed to boil along with the swamp in my mindscapes that churned and steamed. My icy darkness weaved around it all as threads of myself knitted together slowly around new facets of my being. Beneath it all was an endless throb deep in my core. My need for them s
BeauMy bond with Bri was strong before the full moon and when she shifted with us something more snapped into place when I found my bearings her white tail was disappearing into the underbrush. Wyatt lunged for her and my wolf was only held back by Bri’s command, my Luna, an Alpha Female, something so rare. I snarled but obeyed, assured that her instinct , knew she was safe with Wyatt. When they returned and I beheld the beauty of her animal a pure white wolf whose coat reflected the moonlight filtering down from the canopy of cypress trees laden in spanish moss. She was a legend, a myth walking among us and my heart swelled with pride. Communing together under the moon and stars our song lifted into the night. The vibrations of the pack were strong and the harmony poured through our links together where it began to heal something deeper within us all. We were together as we should be, as we were always meant to be.I don’t remember dreaming. The only thing that woke me was a searing
WyattI had watched her from the shadows looking up at the stars, she had accepted what she became and let the wolf in her run wild and hard. I chased her for hours until we found ourselves on the territory edge where the clean water of the ocean filtered in. She was the most beautiful creature in any form she wore. She was so strong in every single one, but in this one she was free, noone would know her as The Priestess, the malevolent force that made hard choices and harvested souls for the depths they would soon belong to. She was my mate and as she bathed in the ethereal glow of the moon as if she belonged within it. I knew she needed my soul as much as my soul needed hers. We belonged together through eons. The Beast allowed me there with them as he gently consecrated the right and I was thankful that he loved her just as much as I did. He was as gentle as a beast like him could be, and I felt the full twine of our souls because deep down I realized The Beast was me. I had fors
BriThe anticipation had been flooding my veins all day but as the moon began to rise my body became one with it. Its light brewed within me ready to release. The instant it did, the pain relented within an instant and my hands became paws hit the earth, my new instincts surged and I just ran, knowing he would be a heart's breath behind me. I scented everything in existence. The swamp, the creatures within it, the primordial scent of the soil washed within its depth eons ago. I took it all in as I sprinted toward the smell of the sea. Bounding across sandbars and swimming through shallow channels as small gators and snakes pushed away from me. I felt him moving towards me. My paws sunk into silty earth the wolf as defiant as I was to be caught too easily as we pushed harder. The strength in my limbs complied and I forged ahead, to where I wasn’t sure. I released that train of thought letting the wolf take over. It was exhilarating and freeing to be truely at one with the wildness I ha
WyattI didn’t know what had actually caused the mounting pit of anxiety that countered my excitement to finally fully bond with my mate despite my previous hang-ups. Until she made me speak it, all the rest I could rationalize but even The Beast was weary of the dream. We knew sinister things lay beneath those dark waters, the unending depths of them unknown. Only we could navigate them int he beast’s form. Something about Bri seemed so close to the power that pulsed in the secluded pocket of Bayou where no human man had ever tread. It repelled them but attracted the likes of dark practitioners and troublesome entities that remained on this plane. Those who sensed power and would strive to use it or to foolishly set it free. That I could never allow to happen. I was it’s lone Warden.I dreamed of a green-eyed wolf her features blurred, yet I knew her, my mate. When we woke in the afternoon I gave Bri a languid kiss, her canines were slightly longer, and sharper, and I relished seeing