It's not over yet! They've still got to mark Rowen...
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.
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
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
“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
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
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 know Pops, but I had one last exam to do and Summer really wants to go out with the girls tonight.” I’m on the phone with my parents. Both Papa and Dad are upset that Jared is home, but I’m not. Honestly, I don’t think that it has anything to do with the fact that our 21st birthday is in two days and we’ll be taking over the pack, me as the alpha and my twin brother as the beta. I should probably back up. I’m Christine Loup, alpha heir of the Artemis area of the Moon Goddess pack. Call me Chris. I am the first born child of Alpha Zak Loup, Luna Charlie Loup, and Beta Brandon Snow. My twin brother, Jared, is the beta heir to the same area. Our mother died when we were babies while saving my best friend, Summer Thorne, from a group of witches called the Riding Hoods. Dad, aka Brandon, and Papa, aka Zak, have been in charge of the Artemis area since the inception of the Moon Goddess pack. It’s been 20 years since then. Dad and Papa have kept Mom’s memory alive and we oc
“Come on in!” I call from the dining room when I hear a knock on the door. I hear the door open followed by my best friends, Jai Vlk and Rowen, Alexander, and Jacob Vegter, arguing with each other. “No way, man. I bet that one of you trio kids are going to be Chris’s mate. There’s no way that it won’t happen. Same with Jared. There’s too much mystical mumbo jumbo mixed up with you guys. The Moon Goddess isn’t going to let any of you get out of this,” Jacob says. Though Jacob carries my Aunt Arya and Uncle Dev’s last name, he isn’t their biological child. His actual parents both died in the war between the wolves: his father, Isaac, as a spy, and his mother, Lacey, in childbirth. Aunt Arya and Uncle Dev took him in because Isaac had meant so much to Aunt Arya. They had been in the same pack before their leader, Matthias, turned into a giant asshat and started the war with my parents because of them being gay. I mean, honestly, didn’t he have anything better to do than to
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