Hey friends! Sorry that I'm late with this update. I was working on the chapters last night and fell asleep...so, yeah. And to make up for the missing update on Valentine's Day, I'll put up an update this weekend. Leave me some love and let me know what you think. See you soon!
I have never been this nervous about a date before. It’s almost insane that I feel that way right now. But I’ve wanted Rowen and Jared for so long that it only makes sense I guess. And I’ve never been with them romantically on a 1:1 basis. It was always all three of us. Since we returned on Monday, I’ve seen Rowen everyday, but we haven’t really had time alone. Monday and Tuesday nights, I had night patrol. Wednesday, he had family dinner with his parents and I was catching up on school work because of night patrols. I had a test this morning and I definitely didn’t study over break, unless you count anatomy. Male anatomy if you want to be specific. I have two specimens that I could map out with my eyes closed. We’ve had lunch together or talked after training but we haven’t really had any quality time. But Rowen and I have decided that we would have a date night tonight, our first free night since we’ve returned. We’ve got a couple of dates set up over the next few da
I’ve been to the girls’ apartment often. Summer and her crew were some of the best friends that we had. My family and I have lived here with Fati and JoJo all of our lives, since their mom, Meredith, is the main oracle of the Goddess and my parents are demi-gods. And I’ve said before that Jacob, Alexander, and I basically grew up with Summer, Chris, and Jared. The only one that we haven’t grown up with in our little group is Jai. He’s the son of Liam, Sandra, and Bhakti. About every six months, we meet up with all of the original trios from the war. My parents had made amazing friends during that time and they all made every effort to make this meeting happen. In fact, in the 20 years that they've been meeting up, there have only been a handful of times that anyone has missed and that’s usually because they were too far along in a pregnancy or just had a pup. We know Jai from there. We all get along with most of the trio kids. We even call ourselves the legacies, since
The ride from the Artemis Area back home to Arcadia is a long and winding one. We’ve made this trip many times over the years, sometimes with Dev’s family, sometimes with others, but at least four times a year. We’ve never forgotten our friendship with Charlie, Zak, and Brandon. Meredith never forgot her home. We had our favorite haunts that we liked to go to, but we’ve also made all kinds of side trips: Dollywood, Nashville, New Orleans, Disney, D.C., all kinds of places. The girls, particularly, like being around the humans. Seeing how they live. They find them fascinating, with their lack of senses and sense of community. I think they actually scare them. Like watching lions at the zoo. This time, we stopped in St. Louis, MO. The Gateway Arch. The Grand Hall Light Show. Forest Park. The Wheel. The aquarium and the zoo. Grand Center Arts District. So many things to do. And the food! I loved the food. It’s always my favorite part of our trips. Bionic apples.
Once we’re in the conference room, we immediately get down to business. “Nico, thanks for coming here. I know that you are aware that we are looking for Jake Santiago and that it is urgent that we speak to him, which is why we’re here for you to mindlink him. What you don’t know is why,” Hakeem begins. “It was quite a strange request. But, at the same time, Jake is on a mission and doesn’t have any other way to communicate with anyone else. How can I help?” Nico asks. “My daughter, the alpha of our area, and Jake’s cousin Esteban had a few days together right before her 21st birthday. It wasn’t until she was home and smelled his scent on a shirt that he let her have that she found out that he was her mate. It also happened that they were together close enough to her birthday that she is pregnant,” I state. “That’s great, Brandon! Congratulations!” Nico says. The news of a new pup is always a time for celebration within the wolf community. Everyone is always genuinely h
It’s Friday night, 8:00 my time, 7:00 in Texas. Is it weird that I got dressed up for a Zoom date? I want to look my best for Jared and Summer. I showered, shaved, styled my hair. Even put on a nice shirt. Though I am wearing sweat pants. I have the feeling that this might get…heated. And I’m going to want easy access. That’s why I have the other items on the table. Lube. Pillow case with Rowen’s scent. A pair of Summer’s panties. At exactly 8:15, the Zoom link opens and there are Summer and Rowen, smiling at me. “Fuck! How do you two get even sexier since the last time I saw you?” I ask, relief at seeing them coursing through me. My wolf has been agitated, restless this whole week, making me feel the same way. I want my…I guess you would call them my boyfriend and girlfriend. I need them. “Look at who’s talking. You look sexy as hell. I’d hit that,” Summer says, giggling before biting her bottom lip. “We already did, baby girl. Many, many times.” A sexy,
I can’t believe that Chris already knows who her mate is. I remember when she and Jared were born. I remember when all of them were born and the premonitions that I got about each one, knowing the sex of each pup during the pregnancy of each of my friends. It makes me nostalgic for when we were all together, for when we were just newly mated and making friends with all of the trios. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to go back to the time of our Civil War with Mathias and Julian or revisit all the pain of losing those that we lost. But I do remember becoming friends with all of the trios and I miss the simplicity that came with that. I also miss my babies fitting in my arms. And pretty soon, those babies will be finding their mates. Of course, I already know who their mates will be. I know who all of trio legacy kids' mates are. But, I can’t tell anyone. I just have to wait for it to happen. Along with all of the drama that will come with. “What are you smiling abo
Werewolves never get sick. EVER. Our natural healing abilities prevent it. Yeah, we might get a hang over every once in a while, especially if we’re drinking wolf strength liquor, which is 190 proof for more, but no illnesses. The only other time that we are sick is when she-wolves are pregnant. Lucky fucking us. The constantly changing hormones, the fact that our immune system is more caring for our pup than us, and the changes that are coming over our bodies as we are becoming mothers make it so that our healing abilities are diverted. They kind of take a backseat so that they don’t attack the pup inside. All this to say that I was not prepared for morning sickness in any way, shape, or form. I have never thrown up in my entire life. That first bout of morning sickness took me so much by surprise that it was only my werewolf speed that got me to the trash can instead of spewing my breakfast all over the table as I was explaining an expansion plan for our high school to
“Ok, Meredith. Yeah, we’re getting the guys ready to head down to bring Esteban and his mother,” I say into the phone. “You guys have to get to him and Kayla. You have to get them back to the Artemis Area. We have to protect them!” Meredith’s voice is urgent. She’s begging for us to get to them. “We’re going to be touching down in the next 30 minutes,” Zak says. He’s blaming himself for not going straight to Kayla, but he had come here to go shopping. He had wanted to propose to Kayla, so he and Brandon wanted to get an engagement ring while they were here. If he hadn’t done that, he would have been with Kayla this whole time. It’s killing him. “I’ve got a car ready for you at the airport,” Hakeem says. “It will be on the tarmac and ready to pick you up the second you get off the plane.” “Is there anyone close by to either Esteban or Kayla that can check on them?” Jared asks. He’s on another private plane on his way to us. He, Micah, and Jai were on their way to g
I have no idea where we are or how long we’ve been here. Loviatar, the scary ass bitch, has us tucked away in between words. We can interact with objects in the real world, but are more wraiths than anything. It has the benefit of not being hungry, tired, or thirsty, but it’s a rather lonely existence. The only time since Loviatar has ‘saved’ us that we’ve had interaction from the outside world is when Nyx contacted me through the coin. Her words still haunt me. “I was the one that set up the ambush on the witches in the fae realm. I was the one that killed all the witches that you left behind.” “We’re coming for you.” “I’ll be the one that finally puts you down.”I have no idea where I went wrong with her. I treated her the exact way that my mother treated me and her mother treated her. It inspired unending devotion and a need to please in both me and my mother. I had no idea how much Nyx hated me. She always showed such deference. Like she revered me, as she should.
I’ve been hanging out with some of the acolytes from the Crone, Maiden, and Mother covens since we came Arcadia. It’s been great to be around all of these witches again. I’ve missed the sisterhood that comes with it. Many of the witches were weary about interacting with me. But after calls from Nora, Citra, and Bella, they relaxed. With their leaders believing me, they were willing to give me a chance. Though my powers are far and above the acolytes, they are the closest to my age and I’d rather find some friends than a magical peer. Not that’d I would have find one anyway. When I told Kayla that my powers are far above behind and beyond any other witch’s, I was telling the truth. The unfortunate part is that I don’t have a lot of the same experiences as they do. Being stuck in underground tunnels with old hags my whole life and very little interaction with the outside world, I don’t have a lot in common with them. My accent and the fact that I’m still seen as a Riding H
“So, what are we thinking?” Roman asks the second that he sits down. “About what, Roman? There’s a lot of stuff we have to go through,” Zak says amused. “Geez, man. At least wait until we all sit down. I haven’t even had my coffee yet,” Erick grouses. He and Roman are close enough to be brothers, so they give each other shit all the time. “Shit. I have no idea how Justine puts up with your impatience. I’d have you bound and gagged before coffee every morning.” Waggling his eyebrows at his best friend, Roman says, “How do you know she doesn’t?” Justine comes over and smacks Roman on the back of the head. “What did I tell you about telling secrets outside of the bedroom.” Erick glares at him. “TMI, dude. Too fucking much TMI.” I can’t help but laugh at them. They remind me of how Charlie, Zak, Brandon, and I used to be with each other. Zak, Brandon, and I are still like that, but I do miss Charlie’s part in it. My childhood best friend. Even though I get to see h
Alexander and Jared ask to talk to me in the alpha suite after the ceremony is finished. I wait until the party is over and allow Mémé Clara to take Lily to our rooms. Esteban and I take the elevator to the fifth floor of the large packhouse. “Why do you think they want to talk to you?” Esteban asks, though I’m pretty sure he knows. “Tehre’s only one reason they would call me on the night that they have figured out that they are mates,” I say, drily. “Same reason they didn’t have Jacob take over his role as lune tonight?” His face mirrors the anxiety that I’m trying hard not to let consume me. Because this is not going to be a fun conversation. I nod. “JoJo.” Jacob lets us into the room, having changed already. I hug him. “Hey, cuz. How you doing?” He hugs me tightly before gesturing me to come in. “Reaping the consequences of my rash actions,” he says sorrowfully. He turns to my mate, hugging him as well. “Hey, Jacob. Congratulations on finding your mate,” Esteban say
I stand in front of a large group of wolves, fresh matemarks on my neck. A stark difference to my twin who stands beside me, a bittersweet air of excitement and sadness. I feel so bad for Alexander and Jacob. They are my brothers. I love them, care about them and seeing them in this pain hurts me. For now, I can’t do anything about it. For now, I have to stand here during this ceremony and then I have to go through the mating time. But after that, I’ll help them find their mate. I’ll help them at least talk to her. And if I have to, I’ll help them deal with their rejection. “Brothers and sisters!” Declan cries out and my attention is drawn back to the ceremony at hand. “We are here today to welcome another alpha and beta into the Moon Goddess Pack!” The entire room erupts in cheers, stomping of feet, wolf whistles, and pounding on tables. Declan holds up his hands and the crowd quiets. “When our goddess created wolves similar to her son Lycaon, she wanted to give h
All of us fall forward, bodies in tangles in the sheets. But the rest doesn’t last long. Because Rowen’s wolf is the one that is always closest to the surface, he tends to incite Summer and my wolves into even more of a frenzy, especially when we are in bed. And now? When we still have one more mate to mark? They are rubbing themselves around in our minds, urging us to complete the bond. They want their final mate marked and mated. And I, for one, am very happy to oblige. I manuver in the bed so that I’m behind Rowen. I pull on his hips until he’s on his knees. “Mmmm, what are you doing back there, Jare?” he asks, his voice full of desire. “Fucking my mate,” I growl out, slamming into his hole, bottoming out in one thrust. “Holy shit!” he nearly screams, pain and pleasure mixed. I know that his wolf loves the savageness with which I’m taking him. And I know that Rowen himself loves it when we dominate him. It doesn’t happen often, because he’s just so damn good at it.
Rowen has to carry me to the bedroom. I’m not kidding you when I say that the orgasm I just had was the most intense in my entire life. It was like pleasure not only took over my pussy, but infused through every fiber, every neuron, every cell of my body. I’m pretty sure that I blacked out. My wolf was so satisfied, I think she actually purred like a goddess-damned cat! But the satisfaction didn’t last long. I have two mates to mark. Jared has a bottle of lube in his hand, crawling towards us on his knees across the bed. Rowen sets me down and I immediately start crawling over to Jared. “Lay down,” I tell both of them. They are both going to be getting fucked tonight. Might as well make sure they are both loosened, lubed, and ready. Because the way that my arousal is still flowing down my thighs, I’m not going to need it. When they are in position, I pour lube on both of their holes. “Closer together,” I tell them. “I want to suck on both of your cocks while I fing
We stayed with Dad throughout the night, laughing about old times, talking about the responsibilities that will come with our new positions, and talking about the matebond. I can’t wait until I get back to wake up and find my mates. The fact that I know exactly who my mates are, that they are the ones that I’ve wanted my entire life, takes away all of the anxious energy that I’ve been feeling leading up until my birthday. Now, I’m just filled with excitement and impatience. “Am I allowed to tell Summer?” I ask Dad as we’re getting ready to leave. “Yes,” he smiles wide. “You can even mark her if you want. She’ll feel the sparks.” Dad’s face suddenly takes on a worried expression. “Selene was supposed to be here to tell you that. She swore me to secrecy a long time ago. Hell, before Jared’s birthday. She said that she made it work out like this because of the fact that the three of you are Elite warriors and will be needed in the war to come. She wants you at your stronge
I had a feeling that I would be seeing my boys tonight. The night before they were born. Their 21st birthday. It’s so hard to believe that the babes that I held in my arms when they were born, the pups that I have watched grow, both with me and on Earth, are going to be fully fledged wolves. I’m so proud of the males that they have turned out to be. They are strong, brave, kind, loving, and, above all, happy. I love them so much and I am the proudest papa wolf in the entire would because of them. Right now, Alexander has been dealt a shit hand. A really shit hand. I feel awful for him. Jacob really screwed the pooch on that one. I legitimately don’t get it. I mean, I wanted to have my mates more than anything in this world. The only thing that made me even think about rejecting Arya was to help save her pain. But I always, always, always wanted them. I mean, I know who all of our pups are mated to. Jacob, Rowen, and Alexander. I also know who all six, well seven