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
Stevee’s POV “What is happening?” I ask quietly, trying to read the room. “They feel their mates,” Kesly tells me. “He’s gone,” Ki whispers as her hand moves from her neck. “What happened to her tattoo?” I ask.. “As soon as he died her mark disappeared,” Kesly says. “Replaced with that dot.” Where the once beautiful T had been is now a small black dot. I hug Ki, who melts into my hug. “We were happy,” Ki lets the tears fall. I sit and hold her. “Abby?” Kesly moves to her. “I just got him no, no, no, no, no,” Abby’s tears fall onto Kesly. I look up and notice there are more in here. “Ki, here,” I wrap a blanket around her. “Wesley too?” Ki asks. “Bridget felt something, I don’t know,” I tell her. “Seems like she can’t catch a break, I hate it for Marcella. She a Wesley have a special bond,” Kesly says holding a crying Abby and Ki. I nod and get up with more blankets. “My daddy was killed, wasn’t he?” A little blond girl asks. I look to her mother who is pale, and I see th
Stevee’s POVI grab the phone, fully awake now and talk to my twin.“Hey, yell at him again and you will need stitches,” I tell Steven.“What, is he going to claw me?” Steven asks. “Dad told me Judge is dead along with about 200 of a Chinatown gang. Where were you and are you hurt?”“A safe room and no,” I answer.“Stevee, werewolves? Dad Nate came up here and turned into one in front of me. Dad Matt too. What in the hell are you doing there?”“We are mates, this is where I’m supposed to me,” I tell him.“FUCK THAT SHIT!” He yells. “I need you right now. I’m your twin and I should always come before some dumbass.”Victor looks at me with raised eyebrows and a smirk.“Okay, let's back up. First of all, Victor is not a dumbass, he is my mate, the love of my life, I’m the most important person to him in existence,” I say as Victor kisses my head. “Secondly, I have come second to Teresa for YEARS! Where was this call for loyality when I needed you?”“Okay fair, but this is serious, Teresa
Victor’s POV“You take for granted things like putting on a shirt,” I tell Stevee as she steps in to help me.“I know, I broke my arm when I was little. My dominant hand. I got good with my other hand after that,” she tells me.She still hasn’t apologized for yelling at me during sex. I found that so disrespectful. I mean it was our first time together and she is yelling at me. I noticed she was taking a while, so I thought changing positions would help. I was clearly wrong. But I don’t think she needed to take that tone.“Thanks for the help,” I tell her, trying to catch her eye.She avoids it and changes into the suit Bridget brought her after we got back to our room this afternoon.Tonight, we honor the fallen. As the son of one of them, Stevee and I will be seated with my mother at the head table.“I asked Bridget about sitting with us, but she isn’t comfortable,” Stevee tells me.“Lots of history there,” I tell her.“Mark too, they want to sit with Wesley at the Westmoreland Pack
Bridget POV“Baby,” Wesley pulls me close as Victor reads Dad’s eulogy. “I’m okay,” I lean on him for support. My dad wants everyone to think he loved me. These words are hollow and too late. If he loved me, he should have acted like it when he was alive. Victor’s voice changes and I look up. I know my brothers and the face Victor is making is frightening.“You good?” Wesley asks Mark.“Later Alpha,” Mark says. Calling Wesley Alpha made me sit up and look to Wesley. Wesley nods and pulls me closer. Ty has the second envelop in his hands. He opens it and reads it. He shakes his head. I look up at the head table as Jefferson is speaking. Victor, who rarely drinks, is downing glass after glass of wine. Annabelle- We need to read what he wrote. Both our brothers and their wolves are on edge. Me- Will they tell you why?Annabelle- Something about father being a total asshole, who got off easy dying the way he did.Me- Okay, well, when this is over, I plan to confront them bot
Wesley’s POV“MOM, DAD!” I yell as Bridget and I enter the Alpha apartment. “Wesley, you could mindlink us,” Mom tells me, hugging me.“Where is the fun in that?” I answer. “Mom, my mate.”Bridget keeps her head down and won’t look at Mom.“Bridget, it’s okay. Martin and I have come to terms with this,” Mom tells her, lifting her head. Mom gives her a small smile. “Welcome to your home.”Bridget slides close to me, still avoiding Mom’s eye. “Well, well, well, my son and Heir,” Dad comes out of his office. Dad sees the mark on my neck and nods. “You may be in line for an Alpha title, but you are a warrior at heart. Couldn’t wait to mark your mate.”I can’t help but wrap Bridget in my arms, pull her in front of me, and kiss her neck.“You might be right. Thankfully, I got a strong Beta Female as a mate, so our pups will be better than me,” I move my hands over Bridget’s stomach. “I’m not a pup machine,” Bridget whispers, pulling her hands on top of mine.“I know baby, it's a jo
Stevee’s POV“It’s very nice to see you again, Beta,” Mrs. Winslow smiles. “I know Katie looks forward to our visits.”I smile as I cuddle the toddler in my lap.“She is an amazing kiddo,” I smile.Mrs. Winslow has been going further and further downhill since her mate's death. Today, her skin is actually gray.“I wonder if you and Beta Victor would be her guardians. We don’t have any family here, but I don’t want her to go to another pack, if the worst should happen,” Mrs. Winslow looks at Katie in my arms with a peaceful expression.Victor and I discussed this last night actually. We agreed to take in up to three orphans in.I smile at Mrs. Winslow.“If that is what you want, Victor and I have already discussed it,” I tell her.Mrs. Winslow smiles but keeps her eyes on Katie.“She will be happy, I think. Just don’t spoil her. Her father would not have wanted that,” Mrs. Winslow gets up slowly and comes back with two large bags and a suitcase. “Please have Beta come get her crib, cha
Bridget’s POV“Wesley!” I scream, looking at the test in my hand. I can’t believe what I’m seeing.“Baby?!” Wesley runs into the bathroom, almost slipping on the tiles. “What is it?”I smile and turn the test around.“You knocked me up!” I scream at him, before hitting his shoulder.We smile at each other, and Wesley tosses the test away.“Damn right,” he pulls me in for a kiss, my silk robe riding up, so he puts his hands on my bare thigh, picking up my leg as his tongue explores my mouth.I wrap my arms around his neck and jump a little. He catches me and carries me to the bed. I grid his morning erection as he walks and my tongue tickles his, making him laugh into my mouth.“I love you, Wesely,” I say, pulling away from his lips.Wesley smiles and squeezes my thighs.“I love you too,” he lays me down and removes my robe. I’m naked under it.He removes his boxers.“Are you going to make love to me?” I tease him as he crawls over me.“I think we could make twins,” Wesley smiles.“Doe