Ozias' Point of View
Alvara was spent. Her body shivered from the adrenaline and lust leaving her. From being brought back down to earth after being in heaven. But Maverick still cradled her to his chest. Rocked her softly as we spoke about the entire scene. She seemed happy with it all. Amazed at what could be done to her body. Anatomy was fascinating. Breathtaking. This was just one of many scenes we did. We loved. The other four senses could also be utilized in the same way as touch. Alvara had just seen the tip of the iceberg.
Thankfully there were beds upstairs. Fully made and cleaned after every party. Ranging from king size to single beds. Dargan would most likely sleep by himself. After a while of being around people, his battery ran dry. This was no exception to him. It was part of his own after-care routine.
Alvara yawned lazily, cuddling into Maverick's chest. His arms wrapped around her. Caged her in and kept any dangers out
Dargan’s Point of View Word was spreading fast through Eiecrunt of our impending war. Maids had gossiped. Spoke out of turn when Ciaran had asked them to remain silent until we had a full plan of action. His command was ignored, clearly. The maids would have to answer to him as to why such sensitive information spread like wildfire. But he wouldn’t fire them. Never. Our people might talk too much. Talk out of turn but they were still our people. Still the reason we carried on besides Alvara. One of our more trustworthy maids had brought us all a change of clothes. Along with bathroom necessities for us to shower off the sex. Breakfast at Wimpy was an order straight from Alvara. She adored the chain restaurant, and we were more than happy to oblige her. So, we showered, dressed, and set off into Menlyn to enjoy our last off day. Blissful day out with our mate. Until shit hit the fan. But it always hit the fan. Nothing lasted forever, even if
Alvara’s Point of ViewAdelia and Teagan had surprised me with a visit. All our out-of-town guests were arriving tomorrow. Staying in the villas just past the stables. Ciaran had invited some to dinner later tomorrow evening. Dressing up and putting a good foot forward was important. From now on I would be known as the Luna of Eiecrunt. The helper and healer of the pack. Getting blessings from our allies was important enough that both Teagan and Adelia had come to choose an outfit.Not too formal nor too casual. There had to be a happy medium by which we could go. Floor-length dress but with fewer jewels than an evening gown. Pumps, no heels. Just a happy girl in love with her mates. No up-dos. Straight hair. The list was endless to what was appropriate and what wasn’t.Adelia would often comment on what made my figure look great and what hung like a bag on me. Teagan would discard the items immediately and try something dif
Adelia's Point of ViewOn the way home I felt my heartbeat speed up. Dizziness warped the edges of my vision but I put my foot down nonetheless. I had to get home. Get to a place where no one could overhear the conversation I needed to have. Father had set about cleaning up my mess with Ciaran. I had told him it was fine. That I refused to go be with Bellamy.Ciaran was the lesser of two evils but I had just joined the ranks of monsters. Had passed a line that I never knew was there.Alvara wanted me to go with her to Half-Moon. Protect her. Be there for her when shit hit the fan and I had betrayed that trust, Betane it down with a stick until it could no longer move. My own wellbeing was up for debate but Alvara's wasn't. She had finally found it all. After horrid years inside that pack. Being stolen. Brutalized. And I wanted to risk it all so that my father would stay appeased.I stopped at a red light, gripping the
Alvara's Point of ViewTuesday morning was a complete mess. Maids ran in and out of every room in the house. Cleaned every surface until it sparkled. Washed every dish three times over so that the porcelain squeaked from cleanliness. Secured flowers by the dozens for the day. Gardeners were fiercely trimming any plant that grew to be too unruly. Mowed the lawn with precision. As if the royal family was coming in for tea and not just our guests for the coming party.My boys were nowhere to be seen, either. Work would keep them busy until lunch. We would eat together and get ready for our first guests afterward. Today was going to be a whirlwind. Luckily I had asked Teagan and Adelia to come to help me get ready for everything. Nervous was a complete understatement.This would be my first formal introduction as Luna of Eiecrunt. We had yet to hold the actual ceremony for it but with the war, there was no time for such luxuries. A si
Alvara’s Point of View Teagan and I had fallen into the champagne. Then into the food. We had gotten dressed with music in the background. Teagan sang freely. Jumped on the bed a few times. I must admit that the alcohol had gotten to our heads to some degree. Made our minds fuzzy and happy at the same time. Neither of us wanted the feeling to end. Not even the cheese could dull the effects. Or even fill me up. Lunch would be a blessing.Adelia’s presence was missed but knowing she was just sick made me feel slightly better. That looming feeling had been dulled by the bubbly goodness of champagne. Knowing that guests were arriving shortly made my stomach buzz. Whether it was from excitement, dread, or the alcohol, I had no idea. But I enjoyed it nonetheless.Harland had finally rocked up, dressed to the nines. His hair was styled perfectly. Teeth bleach white. Even his attire was better than normal. With a casual air around
Alvara's Point of ViewAfter lunch, the tables were set outside. Chinese lanterns were dropped around the garden, casting the atmosphere into one out of a fairytale. Champagne flutes were being packed on small stables and the alcohol itself was kept in ice baths. Fresh flowers sat in vases. High chairs were quickly covered in white covers.Watching all of this unfold in front of me was miraculous. In moments, the garden was transformed from plain to spectacular. The maids had done a wonderful job. Had smiled and laughed as they created this masterpiece. This was a true joy. Something I had never come upon in Half-Moon.Dargan and Harland helped wherever they could. Ozias organized all the snacks on the larger tables. Maverick spoke with security to make sure no one unsavory was getting in. All of this for twenty guests. It seemed almost impossible. Well, twenty people excluding the seven of us.Albert had taken to playing t
Alvara's Point of ViewDinner was a cacophony of voices and conversations. Everyone spoke loudly. Had varying opinions on numerous subjects. Harsh words were exchanged once until Ciaran had stepped in. Stopped the fight before it fully started. I was thankful for his presence. Thankful that he sat at the head of the table.I was to his right. Ozias to his left. Maverick sat beside me and Dargan opposite him. Being caged between all of them set my mind on fire. Made me daydream about what we had done the other night. The cursed mating bond drove my hormones wild. Wanted me to consume them all and leave nothing behind. I tried my best to keep my thoughts hidden but Maverick could smell the arousal every once in a whileHis hand rested on my thigh. Brutally close to my cunt. One move was all it would take for him to please me. Tease me beneath the table. I could feel my cheeks redden at the thought. My boys were too lost in a conversation
Ciaran's Point of View The party went on swimmingly. Everyone was having a good time. Drinking and laughing. Phaedra had taken an interest in what Dargan was doing concerning the consoles and games he was developing. Farren had looked entranced by Maverick and his wild adventures. Nerezza had a certain hunger in her eyes when she looked at Alvara. Those glances she stole of our mate had gone unnoticed by Alvara but tightened something inside my heart. Then Maverick had stood abruptly. Walked out of the dining room with Dargan and Alvara in tow. I hadn't the slightest idea why until I had looked at Alvara. Her cheeks were stained red. Her eyes swam with lustful intent. There was no doubt inside my mind that she had sent images to Maverick. Pushed him far over the edge. Covering my smirk when they left, I averted my attention back to Nerezza. She was speaking about her latest investment. Had pulled Ozias into the conversation as
Alvara’s Point of View “Aunty Adelia!” Aurelia screeched and ran to the front door. Adelia leaned against the frame, arms crossed over her chest, until she saw my daughter. Her face lit up like a thousand little lights. Her arms unfolded and reached forward. The little girl jumped full force into her. Nearly knocked her inside the house. Dargan came in behind me carrying the diaper bag. As he passed me, he kissed the side of my face. His wedding ring glinted in the afternoon sunlight. I swelled at the sight, still transfixed at the thought that I was a married woman. Married to the loves of my life. “My sweet girl!” Adelia exclaimed and threw Aurelia into the air. A giggle escaped the two-year old. Her dress puffed out around her. Hair fluttered in the wind. Dark golden blonde. Curly, like mine. The trees were a bright green. The grass neatly trimmed. Flowers bloomed all around us. Maverick was next to walk up. His hand settl
Alvara’s Point of ViewJessebelle stood at the edge of the fighting. Kept a close eye on all of her men. Guns fired in rapid succession. Wolves tore men limb from limb. Blood coated the grass. Between it all, Ciaran had a standoff with Eugene.Both sides landed blows. Bones crunched beneath their combined strength. Ozias had run after the Beta. Maverick shot whoever got closest and Dargan was still passed out cold.For a moment before Ciaran had arrived, I was sure I would be dead by the end of this. I was sure that I wouldn’t see the morning. Yet, Jessebelle had pulled through. Made sure that the odds were fatly stacked against Eugene. With however many reinforcements he called, he still wouldn’t win. Money drove him. Drove his pack, which wasn’t a good motivator. Love and freedom drove ours.Mason had gotten away in the chaos Harland caused. Got hold of Jessebelle and convinced her that we needed h
Maverick’s Point of ViewThe truck collided with the first of their cars. I lurched forward, gripping tightly onto the dashboard. My driver floored it. Scraped the road with their scrap metal. I braced as we hit another one. Men darted from their positions. Drew their guns and fired rapidly at the sides of the truck. Bullets peppered the steel but refused to go through. Thousands and thousands of rands were spent securing my people.The border patrol was thin tonight. Almost lax. According to Mason, we would have a hard time getting through, but this seemed almost too easy. Some of my men jumped from the rear. I heard their feet hit tar. Saw them run beside us. They opened fire. Some of Eugene’s men held up small flags with a diamond on it. I opened my window and craned my neck outside.“Don’t hurt the ones with the flags! They are on our side!” I screamed to my men. All of them nodded and proceeded to atta
Dargan's Point of ViewMy feet ached from the pace I was setting. I dodged trees. Cleared ditches. Lungs screamed for me to slow down. Air came in short supply. I had to take it easier. But I refused. It had been years since I ran with such ferocity. With so much intent and purpose, it nearly drove me mad.Alvara sounded far beyond distressed. Her voice had pitched and fallen. The fear was tangible in my mind still. She needed us and she needed us now. Everything we had endured led up to this moment. I would not let her have the same fate as Savanah. Let her die in a pack that hated her deeply. Die beside a man that had used her all her life.Those revelations set my mind blazing. My legs pumped harder. Drove me further. I could see the lights of houses in the distance. Slowing down, I sniffed the air. Picked up the scent of several enemies. I lightened my steps and avoided the trail where the scent was strongest.Two secon
Ciaran's Point of ViewMaverick nearly crawled out of his skin the moment Alvara left. Her mind link had shut between us. Locked us out of her thoughts. But I could feel every tremor of fear. Every quickening of her pulse. The panic she felt. Her small feeling of pride. Like she was still with us. Yet, none of us could reach her. Speak to her mentally. It drove us insane. Made us bite our nails and down glasses of whiskey. This was hell.Our minds remained open at all times. We had a plan but plans could change at any moment. Alvara had to be able to reach us at a moment's notice. Thus, we played riddles and made jokes through the mind link. To keep it sharp and make sure it was open even whilst we were sleeping.Ozias wouldn't stop pacing. Dargan smoked more than he had ever before. We weren't far from her. Maybe 80 kilometers, tops. Maverick and Dargan were closer. Harland camped out on a farm close to the edge of Half-Moon. We were w
Alvara's Point of View All the lights in the house were off when I woke up. Glowing moonlight sifted in from the open curtains. A cool breeze drifted over my bed. Yet I had woken up. No nightmares plagued me. No monsters hidden in shadows. My body had made peace with my surroundings, even if my mind was a bit slow to adjust. There wasn't a sound to be heard. Barely a cricket chirping. But I was awake and it was hell. Maybe two in the morning. I rolled onto my side and closed my eyes once more. Sleep danced at the edge of my mind and I rolled back onto my back. Then I heard it. The near-silent struggle in the room beside mine. Soft groans. Scraping of nails across flesh. Grunts of satisfaction. I covered my ears with a pillow. Eugene had a lady visitor over. As I had told Angelique, he would never change. I willed myself to sleep until I realized that Teagan's room was beside mine. Cold dread settled into my spine. Blind panic
Alvara's Point of ViewAs I had thought, Eugene never came to dinner. He had made paint swatches with Mariposa. We could all hear them laughing and bantering above us. Then, she had insisted they go out to eat. Something about having a craving met. So, that was exactly what they had done. Without so much as a whisper about spending too much money, they were off.If she had arrived before any of this had happened, I would have believed it when he told me she was just some woman he was helping. Clung to the idea that some part of him was still good inside instead of rotten and foul. Now, I knew better. Knew that she was his mate and I had been used for my money all these years.Stolen from my pack. Kept under lock and key because they couldn't find the keys to my family's kingdom. Somehow, after spending so much time with my own mates, I understood why he was so excited. Happy. She brought out the best in him as all mates would. But she w
Alvara's Point of View"You asked for me?" I said from the door. Eugene lifted his head, looking at me with a soft smile. He nodded and I stepped inside."Did you find everything you were looking for today?" A vague question. Very vague. It set me on edge enough that I lowered my gaze. Made my eyes appear larger than they actually were. Eugene put a hand out towards me and I took it when I got closer."I forgot how expensive everything was. I am sorry you had to spend money on me." I whispered back. Eugene kept that soft smile on his lips. Gently, he tugged me into his lap. I nuzzled into his neck, draping my legs over his.This was wrong. Utterly wrong. Being close to another man in such an intimate way hurt my heart. Every memory I had of my mates flashed into my mind, making my soul hurt even more. They were far away and I was inside the monster den with only Teagan to help me."Anything for you. I hate how we left thin
Alvara’s Point of ViewMason met us at the house. Unlike when I had first met him, he had a suit on. Sunglasses. Polished shoes. As if he had changed overnight. The young man I had come to know was gone. When Eugene greeted him, he simply gave a curt ‘Alpha’ and a bow of the head. Everything felt formal. Stuffy. As if the air had thickened in just a few seconds. Teagan looked between the two men and shrugged when I looked at her.I had personally asked for Mason, but it still didn’t mean that we were completely safe to wander around. The rest of the pack was still on Eugene’s side, and I had returned. Once an outsider, always an outsider. At least now I knew why they had stayed away.As for Lover’s Quarrel members, they had stayed away because Eugene had threatened them. Told them that if they interfered with me, they would lose their jobs or their lives. None of them would risk that. Until now.