It had been a full day since our forces arrived back at the pack's territory, battered but victorious after the brutal confrontation with Alpha Lucas's rogues and packs. I stood beside Dominic as he addressed our assembled warriors and allies from Alpha Scott's pack. My gaze drifted to Dominic, taking in the quiet power exuding from his very stance. In his arms, he cradled Mathew, our son squirming happily against his father's chest. Dominic seemed to follow my train of thought. His eyes found mine for a lingering moment as he bounced Mathew gently. Dominic stepped forward, Mathew cradled securely in the crook of his arm. A hush fell over the assembled warriors as he raised his free hand for silence. When he spoke, his carried clearly across the crowd. "Today we bask in the glory of a triumph that was dearly bought." His expression was ceremonious. "We have shed blood and lost zero souls because of our Luna and Thalia, the white witch, in defense of our home." "But because of you
Within no time almost all our clothes were ripped off as we thrashed between heated kisses. His growls and the way he gripped my hair so tight just turned me on."That's right, Luna," Dominic groaned as I left hot, open-mouthed kisses trailing down his ripped abs. Feeling his muscles twitch under my lips was driving me wild.When I finally made it down to his thick, throbbing cock, I shot him a naughty grin before taking him into my mouth in one slick motion. The guttural moan he let out went, straight to my core.I got to work, swirling my tongue shamelessly and hollowing my cheeks to suck him even deeper. His fingers tightened in my hair as he struggled not to buck his hips. "Fuck, Freya...your mouth feels so damn good..."Hearing him cry out my name like that made me hum in satisfaction, the vibrations driving him even wilder. His hips jerked wildly as he tried not to lose control completely. "You wicked vixen...you'll be the death of me..."Hearing his moan, my lips parted before
Months later.......My stomach tightened again with a powerful contraction, and I squeezed Dominic's hand until my knuckles turned white. Despite the searing pain, I shot him a withering glare."You did this to me...again!" I growled through gritted teeth. Sweat beaded on my brow as the cresting wave finally subsided.Dominic had the sense to look somewhat chagrined, though a proud gleam still danced in his eyes. "You're bringing our children into this world, my mate. Our perfect little miracles.""Easy for you to say," I spat, leaning back against the propped clinic bed. "You don't have to push two tiny werewolves out of your body!"As if on cue, another crushing contraction seized me. I clutched at the sheets, a feral cry of agony tearing from my throat. The healers bustled around urgently, offering words of encouragement that fell on deaf ears."You're doing so well, Freya," Dominic murmured, smoothing the damp hair from my face. "Our family is almost here."White-hot rage flashed
I looked down at my precious newborn twins, my heart swelling with fierce maternal love. Both Ryan and Dylan looked just like their father as with Mathew. I felt a pang of jealousy seeing that I carried them for so long only for them to look like a replica of their father. Nonetheless they were my bundle of joy.Dylan's tiny rosebud lips twitched adorably, as if he were dreaming of nursing. Before I could decide if he needed to eat, Dominic had already scooped him up."He needs to eat," my mate said, in that deep, authoritative voice that never failed to send a shiver through me. I quirked an eyebrow at him, knowing full well the real reason he was so insistent."Let the poor thing sleep a while longer," I replied, trying and failing to sound nonchalant.We both knew Dominic loved few things more than watching me breastfeed our children. To him, it was primal - more than mere nourishment. The act awakened an unmistakable hunger in his eyes that set my skin tingling with awareness.Sur
50 werewolf years later.Third party pov....Lily had not too long ago arrived with her mom Sage and her father Lucas at Alpha Dominic's pack for a mating ceremony when she heard her voice being yelled at from Morgan.Morgan was Alpha Scott's son. She smiled greeting her best friend but her focus was more on admiring the twins, Ryan and Dylan. She had a crush on them even though she would never tell anyone.After greeting her friend, Lily made her way to Ryan and Dylan's huge mansion which they stayed in, she was doing exactly like the twins had told her.Sneak away secretly and come to their room. They had demanded this of her and would no doubt obey them, she didn't want to disobey the twins.Her heart best fast as she was about to walk pass their bedroom door. If anything she could say she was looking auntie Freya and Uncle Mathew.Suddenly Ryan and Dylan quickly pulled Lily into their room away from prying eyes. The shy girl's eyes widened as the handsome twin boys seemed to change
The night brimmed with excitement, the moon casting its silvery embrace upon the opulent mansion that belonged to Alpha Dominic. This was no ordinary evening; it marked the eighteenth birthday of the Alpha, a moment long-awaited by the entire pack. Amidst the jubilant festivities, the air carried not only the scent of pine trees but also the electrifying buzz of anticipation. The ancient forest that surrounded us added to the mystique of the occasion, and the energy was nothing short of electric. Alpha Dominic's, towering in both height and presence at just eighteen, exuded an aura of unshakable authority. He possessed the rarest of qualities, a high alpha gene, which solidified his position as the pack's soon-to-be leader. Every member of the pack held him in the highest esteem. Tonight, the fate of the pack rested on the brink of change. The moment he found his mate, the alpha mantle would be passed to him by his parents. As for me, I lingered in the shadows, a solitary figure hid
Alpha Dominic's not-so-shocking rejection. My heart weighed heavy as I turned my back on the Alpha's opulent mansion, each step echoing with the reverberations of a shattered dream, retracing my path through the once-familiar forest that now seemed imbued with a melancholic air.The laughter and joy of the pack's harsh celebration, a memory now etched with a touch of bitter irony, felt like a fading echo, hauntingly reminding me of the profound loss I had endured.Returning to my modest home was a bittersweet experience, a bitter pill to swallow. My Omega parents, who had perpetually borne the burden of being outsiders, had long harbored hatred towards me.But as I stepped into our horrid home, their faces twisted with disdain and judgment. Their disappointment was notable, a painful reminder that I had failed them as much as I had failed myself. The pack's rejection of me had tainted their dreams, and I couldn't bear the weight of their cruelty any longer.In the early morning light,
4 years later.In our small, cozy hideaway, I found solace and contentment, seated cross-legged on the floor with my precious Mathew nestled in my lap.The room was a haven of tranquility, bathed in the soft, dim light emitted by a lantern. Its warm, comforting glow enveloped us both, creating an atmosphere of serenity and intimacy that was truly enchanting.With a gentle touch, I brushed a stray strand of hair away from Mathew's cherubic face. My voice, like a soft, soothing melody, filled the tranquil room. "You know, Mathew, there's a special kind of magic in the night when everyone's asleep."Mathew's bright, curious eyes gazed up at me, filled with wonder and innocence. "Magic, Mommy?"I nodded, my tender smile illuminating the room even more. "Yes, sweetheart. And you, my little darling, are the most magical thing in my life." In that quiet, tender moment, as the soft light of the lantern flickered, I knew that our cozy hideaway was a sanctuary of love and acceptance.Mathew's f