All I can say is that I would not want to be Jacob right now. He's on everybody's shit list.
I have no idea how Aubrey did it, but she managed to get both Kanati and Huitzilopochtli to come help us find our people and track down the Riding Hoods. Apparently, we weren’t the only race that the Riding Hoods were taking people from. Every single supernatural race was missing anywhere from one to four members. Something big was happening and the world of Supernatural Creatures was done with the Riding Hoods. We all knew that they needed to stop. Kanati, the very first man according to Cherokee legend, looked to be about 25 years old. He is tall, even by werewolf standards, standing nearly at Dad’s height, making him one of the tallest in the room. Both he and his translator, Kamama, both have a year-round tan from being out in the sun all day. They both have very angular features with starkly cut jaw and cheek bones and noses as flat and sharp as an arrowhead. He wore his long black hair in a scalp lock, which means that the hair was shaved except for at the crown of his
“Focus on Chris’s face. On your feelings for her. Any scent that you remember,” Kayla says to me, her voice low and hypnotic. Little does she know, I remember everything about my mate. Ever since I left her the night before her birthday, she’s been in my dreams every night, replaying every memory that we have together. The fact that most of our time together was spent fucking each other’s brains out has led to some interesting mornings for me since I’ve been here. I pray to the Goddess that I wake up before Kayla does every morning because I either have to change my pants from having a wet dream or my cock is straining at my pants, so hard that even the friction of my clothing against it threatens to make me explode. If I wake up before her, I can at least take care of my erection. Otherwise, I have the most painful case of blueballs that won’t go away for what seems like hours. So, it’s not hard for me to envision Chris. The hardest part is for me not to go too far and sta
It’s been a crazy week here trying to keep everyone safe and make sure that there are no other wolves around, rogue or otherwise. Sandra, Tomas, and I are freaking exhausted after splitting the perimeter checks. We finally give in and start having Meredith, JoJo, and Bhakti help us, though We insist that Chris stay right where she is. She’s at the point in her pregnancy that she can’t shift anyway, why involve her? Plus, she’s the one that they’re after, so no point in making it easier for them. Today was the Supernatural Council meeting. I participated by mindlink through Arya. Sandra and Bhakti used their mindlink with Liam. JoJo and Meredith used their mindlink with Hakeem, Gael, and Fati. Tomas worked with Nathan and Chris used her mindlink with Brandon and Zak. She had been planning on using her mindlink with Jared and Summer, but they were apparently having thoughts and conversations that she did not want to have any part of. It had been decided that all of our elite
Goddess, how I’ve missed my mates. Both of them. I need their touch, their kiss, their affections. They are the other parts of my soul and I’m incomplete without them. And I’m as horny as I’ve ever been. We’re wolves. We have an extremely high sex drive and there has never been a day in our entire mated lives, other than when I initially rejected them, that Dev and I haven’t had sex. So, to go an entire week without him, to have the full moon upon us, and to be in Xander’s presence? Yeah, I’m fucking wetter than a duck in a rainstorm. I wore an oversized t-shirt and booty shorts, unsure of Alexander may be in the room when we popped into Xander’s living quarters. Thank the Goddess that he isn’t, because the second I smell both of my mates and feel their touch, I lose it. I need them. Both of them. Right now. “Why are you two wearing clothes?” Xander whines, trying to touch us both, but getting quickly frustrated when he can’t reach skin because clothing is in the way.
I definitely miss being around my mates throughout the month that they are gone, though that has been eased quite a bit with the fact that my pups can come to visit me and messages can be sent back and forth. You add that to the fact that I can go down and see them whenever I want and that makes it a bit easier. But when they first arrive in Selene’s realm and we can come together for the first time that I feel whole. Touching their skin, feeling their lips on mine, smelling their scents, and tasting them fills my soul. And I soak in all of them that I can because this feeling has to last a month. As they lay beside me, trying to catch their breaths from the first round of fucking, I move between Dev’s legs and start sucking his cock. He groans and his hand goes to the back of my head, pushing me further onto him, making me take him all the way down. “Fuck, Xan. Right fucking there!” he moans as I swallow him to the base. Arya tries to move and get in on the action, but my ha
After showering and going another round in there, we dress and head out of our bedroom. Over the years, Xander has expanded the little room that Selene had given him to have alone time with us. Now, it was more of a little house. There was a large bathroom ensuite for us, but then there were also bedrooms for Alexander and Rowen, a game room, a large den, and a kitchen. When the boys were younger, they would sometimes spend entire weeks here with Xander, getting to know Arya’s family, Jacob’s parents, Charlie, and Xander. Though those who live in Selene’s realm didn’t NEED to sleep or eat, the boys still did, so expansions were made to Xander’s house. It was stocked with clothes for all five of us, our favorite foods, and games for the boys as they had grown up through the ages. The boys didn’t come for long visits anymore, but it wasn’t uncommon for them to spend a weekend or a day off with Xander a few times per month. Xander mindlinked Alexander and Charlie as we got dress
We’ve been down here for two weeks at this point. My clothes have gotten too tight for me to wear and Nyx and to scrounge up something for me to wear. At first, they were going to put me in some of the clothing that they had for the novices. It was readily available and it only made sense. But, apparently, the Red One threw a humongous hissy fit, saying that no filthy mutt would sully the clothing of the Crone. So, they had to go buy clothing for me. Suited me fine. Their clothing stank of incense anyway. I don’t know how, but Nyx never smelled like that to me. Maybe because her power wasn’t confined to that of the Crone, but came from Hecate as a whole. Depending on what power she was using, she smelled like incense, new spring leaves, or a summer breeze. But on a whole, she smelled mostly like a walk in the woods on a sunny, warm day. So, Nyx had been sent out, along with several other younger witches, to buy supplies. Apparently some of the creatures that they had nabb
I have been getting text after text from Jacob the entire day. He has finally figured out that JoJo is here with me, though he still doesn’t know where here is. It is exhausting trying to get him to leave me the fuck alone, while at the same time trying to get JoJo to at least talk to him. At least tell him that she wants nothing to do with him. I still can’t believe that Jacob did this. And he’s not only made it so that he and JoJo have rejected each other, but he’s torn apart their trio. All for what? Because he was in love with someone else? He had to know that no relationship before the mating bond is anywhere worth it. That even chosen mates don’t really have the same bond that fated mates do. That’s why most wolves will wait years, shit decades, to find their mate. It hadn’t happened since the war. Not since we have all become a single pack and required that every wolf from the ages of 16 to 25 come to the academy in Arcadia. It made it so that anyone who had a wo