Stevee’s POV“This is not going to work,” Trent laughs.“Hey,” I yell, getting everyone’s attention. “Bridget deserves happiness and if you all believe in this goddess and her wisdom, then you should trust she knows what she is going. I have heard 'OH FUCK NO', from Victor, from Wesley, now from Ki and I am sick of it. The answer is if they want to try and make it work, then we should be supportive. I maybe a human, but I will personally take on anyone who thinks differently.”Everyone blinks looking at me.“That was hot,” Victor sighs.“I mean, anyone of us could kick your ass, but the fact that you are willing to defend your friend like that is really awesome. Bridget, Wesley I apologize,” Ki smiles at them.“I get it,” Wesley says. “I mean, we kissed, but we haven’t formally accepted this.”Bridget looks up at him. “Should we talk about it?”Wesley takes another bite of his apple. I notice he turns his head, so he isn’t eating in Bridget’s ear.“Later, my sister has a cake in the f
Bridget’s POVI see Stevee hanging in the back, wearing her poker face.“Hey, you good?” I ask, walking over to her.“Steven just found out Teresa has been keeping us from communicating,” She is expressionless. “You wanted her gone,” I say, rubbing her back. “Yeah, but at this moment, I need my brother,” she shakes her head.“What did my idiot brother do?” I ask, looking over at Victor. The vein coming out of Evander’s neck tells me all I need to know about that conversation. “He said some less than kind things and threatened me,” Stevee looks me in the eye. “I don’t like the idea of not having a choice in my own future.”“I’ll kick his ass,” I offer.“I told Luna about it. I suspect she will take care of it,” Stevee stays expressionless. “What are you going to do?"“Hey, I was wrong,” Victor tells her. “We will figure out something that works. Evander is ready to send me to the cells if you ask.”“Luna tell on you?” Stevee asks, finally making a face.“Yeah,” Victor looks like a
Victor’s POV“Hey,” I run after Ki and Stevee before they closed themselves in with the other wolf-less, children and pregnant wolves.“Yes?” Stevee has an amazing poker face. Mark told me about her family, she really is good.“Hey, I could die, you want this tension between us if I die? You could live with that?” I smile at her hoping to get her to smile. I’m met with one raised eyebrow and lips pressed into a thin. “Come on. I have to go to this meeting; can we make up please?”“Are you going to let me go to school?” She asks, with the same expression as before.“It’s not a matter of letting you. Once you are marked you will start to feel the pull. You will want to be with me always. You won’t be able to be away from me for a long period of time and not feel sick, weak, and depressed. I’ll be worse because my wolf, Drake, will be really upset. So, maybe you and me, accept each other before the battle?”I wish I could read her face, but I can’t.“You mean have sex before you die?”“
Stevee’s POV“All good?” Ki asks as I close the door.“I was told you would tell me what to do,” I tell her, before looking past her.The place is like a school gym. The floors are that basketball court stuff. There are doors running along the sides.“Kitchen is here,” Ki points to a set of double doors. She opens them and I see three women. Two older and one about my age. “There are Tammy, Alexis and Ginny. Ladies, this is our female Beta, Stevee.”Tammy lights up like a Christmas tree and pulls me into a strong hug.“Little Vic got himself a looker!” She squeezes me again. “Victor is my favorite, never tell Alpha. But oh, the stories I could tell you about him.”“Tammy, let the child breathe. Pleasure to meet you,” Alexis holds out her hand and I shake it. “Victor’s Mother is one of my favorites. Have you gotten to meet Abby and Daniel?”“Oh um, not yet. I'm sure I will soon,” I smile at her, and she gives me a comforting wink.“Alexis is also human,” Ki tells me.“My husband is a w
Victor’s POV“He is at the gate with ten men,” Evander tells the group.“Let’s go,” Wesley says, looking at Bridget.“Hang on,” Bridget says. She pulls Wesley’s tee shirt off.“What the hell?” He asks, trying to take it back.Bridget gives him a stern look before she sinks her teeth into his collarbone.“FUCK,” Wesley breathes and holds her head.She seals it and gives him back his shirt.“I’m not going to be the only one sporting new ink,” Bridget smiles and we watch as her bite becomes a Metallic Green B with emerald stars around it.“Does it look good?” Wesley asks Bridget.Bridget purses her lips and shakes her head back and forth. “Mine is prettier.”Wesley rolls his eyes and kisses her again.“You are such a brat,” he tells her.“And you are now bound to me forever,” Bridget smiles. “Sure hope I didn’t accidentally spell you.”Wesley’s jaw drops, “Can you do that accidentally?”Bridget laughs, “No. Let's go.”“I got marked on my Birthday,” Wesley teases me. “By your sister, of a
Third Person POV21 years ago“Nate!” Martin Nightingale yells down the hallway. “Happy Birthday, man!”The two embrace like brothers. Which they kind of are. Both Martin and Nate Royce are members of Pack Westmoreland, just south of Chicago, IL.“Thanks man. Hoping my friend makes an appearance. My parents are worried,” Nate confides in Martin, careful not to say the word WOLF in front of all the humans at school.“Dude, you worry too much. You have thirty days before Alpha Devon will give a shit. Plus, he is a cool guy, even without a friend, you are a member of the pack,” Martin got his wolf the day before he turned 18, which only made him stronger than before.~~~~45 days later“NATE ROYCE!” Alpha Devon calls Nate up to the front of the pack meeting they are attending.Devon looks to his own father former Alpha Nic. “Nate Royce, do you have a wolf?”Nate looks at the ground. “No.”Devon’s eyes fill with tears. What he is about to do, cannot be undone.“Nate Royce you are hereby,”
Stevee’s POV“Dad, its fine, yeah, I know what I am getting into. Well, I didn’t, but now I do,” I tell him.“Stevee Victoria, I mean it, leave him,” Dad Nate growls. Wait did he growl?Victor takes my phone.“I heard it, who are you?” Victor asks, getting off the bed and walking away. “Is she a wolf too?”Who, what the hell? I get off the bed and walk over to him as he turns his back to me, Bridget comes in.I see her neck. The Metallic W.I jump on Victor’s back and grab the phone.“You two are werewolves!” I scream at them. “The tattoos, I thought it was something gay men did, but Bridget now has one where Wesley bit her. It’s a mating mark. You two are mates!”There is silence on the other line.“They are rogues. They have a peace accord with Wesley’s Pack, Wesley hasn’t put it together yet, but I guess you did,” Bridget tells me.“DAD!” I yell. “Is that true?”“Stevee, you and Steven do not have wolves, Packs don’t accept wolfless Omegas as Betas,” Dad Matt says with a sigh.“Baz
Wesley’s POV“Evander, as the intended victim, I would like the opportunity to be in the room,” I ask.“Wes, this is my pack, my home, my room. Vic and I are going in alone,” Evander says and points to the viewing room.I stand next to Mark and Gabe.“Sorry, still alive,” Victor jokes. “For a big bad gangster man, you suck at using a gun.”“I admire that you stood in line of a bullet to protect your sister,” Judge leans back.“Any brother would have done the same,” Victor comments as he sits opposite Judge.“Mark didn’t. Where was he?” Judge asks, looking at the glass.Victor scoffs. “Mark is a visitor here. He was where he should have been.”“Yeah, fairy boys,” Judge laughs.Victor stands up and using his good arm, he breaks Judge's nose.“My brother is twice the man you will ever be. Call him, or his husband, another name and I’ll kill you,” Victor sits back down as the blood from Judge’s nose begins to cover the table.“Temper on this one,” Judge tells Evander.“He is protective of