This is the end of Her Three Dominant Wolves. I hope all of you enjoyed it. The plot twists and the ups and downs. Catch the next book in the series, Her Two Proud Wolves. Thank you for all the support with these books. I appreciate each and every one of you! Don't forget... Her Two Proud Wolves is the second last book in the series. You will see all of your favorite characters return in the last book, Her Six Possessive Wolves. Until then! Love you all!
Teagan’s Point of ViewAt first, we tried to resist it, this constant push and pull between us. We both knew the ramifications of this bond. This mating tether that tied us together. In the human world, we would have been branded as weirdos. Society would have shunned us. Let us rot in our own filth.Within the werewolf community, we would be thrown out of the pack. Labeled as rogues. Vagabonds that only deserved to roam the earth. With no real home and no one to help us. All on our own.I was well aware of how unnatural this mating was. How utterly disgusting it might have looked from the outside. The option to reproduce, to have a family of our own, wasn’t an option anymore. That was another thing the two of us had to come to grips with.The dreams we had shared to have a large family as children were now gone to ash.Needless to say, we couldn’t resist it. It was near impossible, especially with our proximity. One misstep could lead to a world of problems for us.Thus, we hid it to
Teagan’s Point of ViewI could force air into my lungs the moment we left the house. No more prying eyes or people who wanted to see us gone. Just the two of us and the open road.Obviously, we had chosen to drive somewhere else. Somewhere where there were no more prying eyes. No more people lingering too close. We could be ourselves.We never wanted this to happen. Hadn’t seen it coming. But the goddess intended for us to be mates. To resist each other was the most difficult task of all.Trust me, we tried.“And you are sure Mom and Dad aren’t close to home?” I asked as we went up the first dune. This was our favorite pastime together. Exploring the world around me. Being together without the fear of being caught. We had already driven through most of the towns surrounding the pack. Had jumped into several pools of water. Played on the beach.I was the one driving today, which felt off to me, seeing as I was the designated passenger princess. But this was my present from him and I w
Teagan’s Point of ViewThey locked us in our rooms. Threw away the keys. Or rather, misplaced them until they wanted to speak with either of us. Even our windows were nailed shut. That measure alone told me all I needed to know. Most girls would swoon at the thought of marrying the heir of Desert Sun. Hell, from what I have heard along the grapevine, some have thrown their panties at him. Whored themselves out to him every chance they got. Anything to be the next Luna of Desert Sun. Anything to be noticed by the playboy prince who ran it all. I, on the other hand, had been sheltered by my parents most of my life. The only man ever allowed around me were the guards that had protected me whilst I went out shopping. Homeschooled and had no contact with other people besides my family, yet I still ended up a disappointment to my family. Suck it, tiger parenting. You still fucking lost. “You need to eat, Teagan. Simply refusing food isn’t going to change their minds or help you in an
Teagan’s Point of View“You are out of your mind if you think that I am going back there! That pack can rot for all I care!” I screeched, fire crawling up my insides.Horrid, acrid memories clawed their way to the front of my mind. The fleeing. The heartache. All of it thrust upon me once more as I had to contemplate going back there. How alone it felt, braving the world.Ciaran sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose whilst Alvara stood behind him. There was a kind smile on her face. Gentle in many ways that contradicted Ciaran’s harshness.Harland was nowhere in sight.“I wouldn’t ask this of you if I didn’t think you wouldn’t be able to do it, Teagan. You agreed to be our ambassador. This is your first task. I also know that you are familiar with the pack.” Ciaran said, still pinching the bridge of his nose.Ozias was leaning against the wall beside me. Looked less than pleased to be there but had no choice. He knew my feelings regarding Desert Sun. Nothing pleasant came fro
Teagan's Point of ViewBy the time the sun rose, I was already awake. Had been for the last couple of hours, just staring at the side of Harland's face. His chest rose and fell evenly. Lips were parted slightly. The picture of relaxation. Of peace.Whilst I on the other hand felt like drowning every sorrow I had with a bottle of whiskey. Not a very ladylike quality but one my mate had accepted through the years.Somehow his scars had healed. Whereas mine remained black and blue.Exhaling deeply, I flung the covers off of myself. Swung my legs over the edge of the bed and groaned as I stretched. The more my chest expanded with air, the hollower I felt.I was leaving today and there was nothing I could do about it. There was no Harland to keep me sane. Keep me out of prison. Only me and my thoughts and the cunts that had put them there.Sighing, I slid off the bed and into the closet. A rather large walk-in that Harland had specially commissioned for me once he got promoted. Once he got
Teagan's Point of ViewThe air was as dry as I had remembered. Nothing but sand for miles on either side of the airport as I climbed down the rickety steps of the small plane. But this was Desert Sun. What did I expect from a remote town in the middle of mines? A 5-star fucking holiday? Not.Even the airport itself was minuscule. Nothing compared to the grand luxury of Windhoek airport. I was officially in the backcountry. The place where few humans dared to venture.The scarf around my head was tight against my scalp. Pressed in from all sides as the winds threatened to blow me away. At least it kept the sand out of my hair. Maybe I should have opted for pants instead of the pencil skirt.But I wanted to look all business and no pleasure. Not that this place could provide me with any pleasure. It could barely provide itself with fucking water.Gritting my teeth, I sauntered down the path to the entrance to the building. Jonah would send someone to come and fetch me. Or I hoped. I ha
Teagan's Point of ViewThe inside of the house was the picture of opulence. With the foyer alone that spanned up until the third floor and a crystal chandelier hanging in the middle of it. Exposed sandstone walls. Garling fountain in the middle of it. But I couldn't walk another step before a maid appeared out of nowhere. Snatched my luggage right out of my hands with a beaming smile on her face. She bowed her head at Jonah before scuttling off."Another will come to show you to your room," Jonah assured me and walked further into the house. "Would you like something to drink in the meanwhile?" He called over his shoulder.His hands were stuffed into his beige pants. Feet bare against the light floors. Everywhere I looked there were golden accents. Light classical music played in the background.This was straight out of a movie. Something I never thought I would see.Ciaran never spared any expense with his homes but this was on another level. Some warped version of a health spa only
Teagan's Point of ViewI could feel the banging of the bass right through the walls. A relentless meowling entwined with it. Some might call it singing, I called it harassment to my ears. It was somewhere in the early morning hours when the music started. People giggled and laughed along with the horrendous assault on my ears. Bottles of booze crashed to the floor, making the people pause. Right before they carried on in those loud voices.Groaning, I turned on my stomach and plopped the pillow over my head. Pressed it hard against me but to no avail. The meowling carried right through. Pulsed at the base of my skull until I had had enough.Flinging off the pillow, it thumped against the far wall. Slid to the floor. I could barely hear it. Could barely comprehend my own thoughts.How could Jonah allow such loud noise in his house, much less at this time of the night?"Can you keep it down out there! Some of us want to sleep!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.There was no sign of th
7 Months Later Teagan's Point of View "Who has the baby bag!" Ulrich screamed, flitting from room to room as he scrambled to get the one thing he was tasked with. "Already in the car," I mumbled, slipping out of my soaked nightgown. Although I doubted he heard me. No one could hear me above their panic right now. Who thought the baby would come in the middle of the night? Not fucking me. Not when I had finally figured out a way to sleep with such an enormous stomach. "Did you install the car seat like I asked?" Bellamy screamed back. I could hear him in the living room. He had forgotten to set up the spare cot downstairs. Thought now would be a good time to do it. Rolling my eyes, I slipped into a clean dress. Didn't bother with underwear. They were going to come off, anyway. "I can't find the fucking car keys! Who had them last?" Harland screamed. The house was echoing with their voices. Bounced around relentlessly. So it was no help to remind him that they were on the
Bellamy's Point of View"Where is he!" I screamed down the moist hallway. Down here in the earth, everything was damp. Which was strange, given we were in the middle of a desert.But that wasn't the problem right now. The problem was Felix. The bastard wasn't anywhere near the cells. Hell, his scent wasn't even here, which meant he had never made it down here to begin with. "Heir, sir, Alpha," The guard nervously stammered, sweat beading on his forehead. "From the list in the office, he was brought here right after you asked. The last man on duty here even swore he had booked him in."He had lied, no doubt. Or this little maggot was. Either way, Felix had never been here. No doubt thanks to all of his bribery. "Find him! The enemy is on our doorstep and you let our only fucking bargaining chip escape!" I roared and spun on my heels to march back the way I had come in. We had evacuated everyone in the town within an hour. Left only shells for homes and shops. Mariland and Keagan
Teagan's Point of View"Get most of the civilians to the ranch! Don't trust fucking any of the guards! The moment they try something funny, kill without mercy." Bellamy all but screamed as we stopped in front of the house.The two cars that had followed us from the desert were barely full, compared to when they left with us in the first place. So many of Bellamy's men had turned. Or died. "What do you want me to do?" I asked, clinging to his arm. Watched as his face shifted. Took in everything around us all at once.Those caramel eyes turned towards me. Blinked slowly."Why did you call my brother?" Bellamy asked in a whisper that no one else would be able to hear.Not with all of the commotion taking place around us.I stiffened. Twitched my eyes away from him.I knew he was going to be upset. I just hadn't thought it would come so soon. Not when we were still in crisis mode."Because I would rather take his help than see any of you in a grave. We need his man-power and he is more
Teagan's Point of ViewWe headed out into the eastern part of the desert with several guards in tow. The ones who stayed behind with Felix were informed of the situation and instructed to keep him shackled at all times.Killing him wasn't an option. Not until we could safely get Jonah back. The moment we had him or deemed him-I swallowed down the lump in my throat, shoving the thought that he might already be gone to the back of my mind.Bellamy was never going to forgive himself if he didn't say goodbye to his father. Especially after the note Jonah had left in his last file.As if he knew he was walking into his death."There... On the dune just past that large outcropping." Ulrich said from the passanger side.He was looking west now. Scanned the horizon fervently with the stars shining down on us.Out here in the middle of the night was the best time. With no light pollution, the air was clear. The Milkyway a shiny symbol above us.But in the direction Ulrich was looking, someone
Teagan's Point of ViewThe end note left my mind reeling. Shot a wave of dizziness through my body. Jonah knew. Knew about Harland being here and about Ulrich. Knew that we had taken some of his files. And he had done nothing about it. Actually counted on the fact that we might come snooping again.Now he was somewhere in the desert, likely dead, from what the note implied."We have to tell Bellamy." I breathed, feeling my lungs quiver with each word.Ulrich's eyes shot towards mine. Eyebrows nearly touched his hairline. "There is no fucking way I'm letting you go down there by yourself. We might not be able to hear what is happening but I can assure you, it isn't going to be pretty." "His father can be somewhere out there fighting for his fucking life and you just want to keep that from him when we can try and help?" I screeched, balling my hands into tight fists.A sheepish look passed over his face then. One of pain as well. "It's not like the guy is winning the Father of the Yea
Teagan's Point of ViewHarland moved closer to me on instinct. Shifted his weight to his dominant leg. Geared himself up for a confrontation if the need arose."What do you mean he can handle himself? Why would he have to?" I pushed more, feeling a shift of energy all around me.Felix gave me another long and cruel smile. Took one step forward before I noticed several men behind him. All tall and menacing. Brooding hulks that engulfed the space we stood in.None of them looked familiar. Or even scented to me that I knew them."Let's just say that Jonah isn't the only one fighting for his life right now." My heart slammed into my throat. Bellamy. He was talking about Bellamy. Harland sensed my urgency. Spun around and pushed me lightly to the staff door on the other side of the kitchen. "Go. I can handle this." He urged, fear lacing his voice.He was my mate and I loved him dearly. But he wasn't the best fighter around. Ulrich, on the other hand, was.I nodded and broke for the door
Teagan's Point of View Even with everything aired out, Harland barely looked my way. His shoulders were still sagging. Hair fell into his eyes. And whenever I tried to make eye contact with him he would look away the moment he noticed. The air wasn't clear yet. "He is going to be away for two days. I say we haul up in the pack house and start digging for whatever we can find on him. I told him I'm your new assistant, so he won't question my scent. Harland can lead the run tonight so that no one questions your absence too much. Get the shit and-" Bellamy shook his head in the driver's seat. Locked eyes with me in the back of the car. At least Harland had agreed to drive with us instead of walking. "No. I'll go lead the run. They won't expect Teagan to be there, seeing as the news of her pregnancy has spread like wildfire. Jonah can smell Harland in the house when he gets back because by then we will have everything we need to dethrone him. Just make sure that Felix doesn't j
Ulrich's Point of View Their family was fucked up. Beyond fucked up. Made me thankful that I had grown up in the foster system. Drama on drama on drama. Like there was no end to it. But it shaped Harland and Teagan into who they were. Gave me the greatest blessing I could ever have. Teagan. Our baby. A future where I didn't have to kill or maim. A stable home. Well, it was going to be a stable home the minute all of this madness passed. Died down. Which wasn't going to happen anytime soon, I was sure of that. "Harland. Wait up!" I screamed and followed him down the driveway. If he heard me, he gave no sign of it. Continued marching toward the gate and away from all the shit this place gave him. "Harland!" I tried again and upped my pace. Broke into a sprint. When I touched his shoulder, he whirled on me. Those were tears in his eyes. Snot peeking out from his nose. He was crying. And I could feel his pain as if it were my own. "Something wrong?" He asked, wiping his face
Teagan's Point of View Jessebelle brought out tea and coffee for everyone. Stood at the door and watched as the drama unfolded. Her little smirk of satsifaction upon seeing Mariland's distraught face was enough to make me smile as well. "Now then, we have something to drink. The mood in the room seems to be less intense. Care to explain what happened?" Bellamy asked, placing his coffee on the small table in the middle of the room. We were sitting around the living room like we were friends. Discussing the weather and upcoming plans. Like we weren't hoping the other would just fall over and die. Keagan sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Placed on leg over the other. His eyes slid my way. Took me in with a remorseful look that had my bones aching. Was he ever as bad as Mariland? Not really. But he permitted it and that was all the confirmation I needed to not pity him. "When we mated, we tried for years to have a child. Jonah was freshly made the Alpha of Desert Sun and h