Tara hadn’t thought about birth control. She never needed it before this, and she couldn’t afford it. Now her anxiety moved in and started paying rent. One of his people interrupted them. There was someone there to see him, and it was urgent. Cal’s face went from trouble to seriously annoyed. “Who is it?” Cal demanded irritably at his staff member. If the man’s response to the irritated tone of the alpha’s words meant anything, then his reaction was not typical. Tara was sure this was a bad thing. “Alpha Richards of the Parkside Pack is here, and he says it’s the Toronto Council business. Some incidents have occurred that he must speak with you about because it affects both packs.” “Great. I have to see him. Take Tara and settle her into recovery room one for me.” “Yes, Alpha Nichols.” “She’s resting, drink, and eat if she can.” “I’m not hung…” Tara tried to explain. She didn’t need much in the way of food. She didn’t want to be any
The Alpha entered the room and Tara felt her body clench as her fears and desires warred within her. He’d just taken what he wanted from her, and her body wanted more. She let out a little gasp as she clenched her thighs together. Cal didn’t miss any of the signs. It pleased him to know the sight of him made her aware of what he was to her. “This is a recovery room where submissives can go to process their training sessions physically and mentally. No one fucks in them. That defeats the purpose. But that’s not why I’m here. We have several things to talk about and I suspect when I told you as we fucked, you might have missed the important information.” Tara wasn’t sure what he was getting at. He’d told her she was his toy, to dress up or fuck. She didn’t have a say in it. Tara was his possession. “I think I get it. You tell me to jump, and I ask how high.” “Partially, but it’s a little more than that. Your place will always be by my side. No matter
Jaxon returned with the food for Tara. He entered and looked at the two. He wasn’t sure what he walked in on this time, but it wasn’t a pleasant sight. She looked like she wanted the bed or floor to swallow her up. He looked like he was at a loss for either words or his temper. “I have the food you wanted for Tara. I’ll just leave it here and speak with you later. Rachel knows you want to talk to her, and she’ll be there in about forty-five minutes.” “Thank you, Jaxon.” “I’ll get out of your way now. Call me if you need anything else.” Cal didn’t say anything, just gave Jaxon a glare from the corner of his eye. Jaxon nodded and left the room once the tray was on the low table at the end of the bed. “I want you to eat up. You’re far too thin for your height and it can’t be good for your health. When was the last time you shifted?” Cal remembered something the healer told him once they’d stabilized her. She was too thin and probably cou
Tara wasn’t able to think straight after everything. She wanted to scream and yell. Defend herself from what she didn’t know. Tara wanted to blame the Alpha Elmwood and Alpha Nichols, then with her next breath she blamed herself for being weak. Now all she wanted was time alone. Time alone to lick her wounds and think about everything. Her emotions were as wild and conflicting. She knew everything was different and exciting, but nothing good ever happened to her. So she couldn’t accept what he offered. She was afraid that when everything fell apart and he kicked her out, she’d shatter and never recover from it. But she was too afraid of him to mention any of this to him, and she didn’t dare look too closely at how she felt when he touched her or promised to keep her safe. Providing for her was over the top, and she wasn’t prepared to even explore that. “Tara, we’re fated for each other. That’s not something you walk away from. I’m difficult to live with. I e
Tara woke to a warm, heavy feeling about her waist restraining her. The next thing that registered for her was the sound of slow, even breathing coming from directly behind her. She froze right there, not knowing what was going on. The room was dim, and it took her a moment to register where she was. Tara’s eyes finally made their way to the weight resting over her waist. Even in the dark, she could recognize the warrior’s tattoos. The Alpha was asleep beside her. She went to move her legs so she could find a way to ease from the bed. She gave up quickly for fear of angering him by waking him up. He’d wrapped a leg about hers. She lay there looking into the dimly lit room, contemplating this latest complication he’d added to her understanding, or lack of understanding. Tara knew it often conflicted male shifters when they first encounter their mate. But she couldn’t see how she could be his. There wasn’t another female more unprepared to be a mate, let al
Tara didn’t know what else to do. She was already alone with him, and her safety didn’t change if they weren’t alone. He could kill her for any reason, the same as punished for any reason. The way of it didn’t matter either. He would then talk about mates and submissives. Tara really needed a visual aid to keep track of it all. She now avoided looking too closely at anything he said or did. Her main thoughts now were to keep him happy and go with whatever the flow was at the time. It was pure and simple survival on her part. He held her hand and guided her along the corridor to the elevator. This time, they went up. The building didn’t look this large, but that’s because it went several floors into the ground. It meant the pack, and the club were far more secure from any type of attacks. His commute to work was a simple one, and it didn’t matter whether it was pack or club business. With both dealt with in the same space. When they finally
Finally, the Alpha let her be. He went into his office to do something and left her alone in the apartment. She wasn’t used to having such a large space to live in, having spent years in the rundown motel. She wasn’t sure what he expected her to do with her time beyond staring out the window. Was she supposed to cook and clean for him? Is that why he wanted her here? The space looked like it would need constant care to keep clean and looking like it did now. Unless he was never here to make a mess of it. When she started taking stalk of the kitchen, she soon realized she was out of her league there. It was one thing to heat a can of soup. But the refrigerator looked like the grocery store’s entire produce section was crammed in there. Tara wasn’t a cook, she’d never learned. There wasn’t time or money to take fancy classes and her mother wasn’t much of a cook herself, if Tara remembered correctly. Then there was the issue of not having access to a kitchen, e
Cal entered the living room and was hit with the enjoyable scent of Tara’s need. It didn’t take him long to have her ready for fucking. His plan to have her addicted to sex with him was working better than he hoped. Now he could explore her skills and teach her how to please him. Cal also wanted to know her tolerance for pleasure. He knew she enjoyed their time together as he parted her pussy lips, and she was weeping to be fucked. Swollen and lubricated, he toyed with her to match her want to her need. She liked her breasts roughly played with, and she loved being stretched by his fingers. Soon enough, he could play for hours with her. But right now he needed that tight cunt stretched on his cock and giving him a good squeeze. Cal knew he wasn’t playing fair. She’d orgasm in no time, and he’d get to tease her further into mindless release as he made her orgasm three more times as a punishment. She would lose herself in her multiple releases. He’d commanded her to
One Year Later —Tara sat out on the poach behind the packhouse with a laptop open to a spreadsheet. She and Emily were working out the next year’s budget and the projects they’d tackle.With Emily looking after the club while they were up here. It was interesting, to say the least.Tara gave birth on schedule. It was about the only thing that was on schedule these days, and Cal was sitting on a blanket on the grass with one-year-old Natalie Nichols. The apple of her daddy’s eye. She had him wrapped around her little finger and he’d have it no other way.Eddie and his Lycan girlfriend were now running the kitchens here for Rachel. They’d mated and, well… Tara expected to hear that they’d have pups soon enough.Jaxon, well, he was back in the city. Tara wasn’t sure what was happening with him. Cal wouldn’t speak of it. But Jaxon took a leave of absence from his position for a bit. Tara wasn’t receiving the full story. But as far as she could tell. Jaxon may have two mates. One wasn’t d
Five Months Later —Tara felt like the size of a house. She propped her ankles up on her desk and she had to eat her fries with no salt. It wasn’t the same, nothing tasted the same. The poking from inside was regular now and she couldn’t wait for the last six weeks to go by. She’d been six weeks pregnant when her symptoms started and since then, if it wasn’t one symptom, it was another. Tara would be more than happy for these little monsters to enter the world.Cal was everywhere and nowhere, it seemed. He told her to clear her calendar today because he wanted to show her their new territory. The thought of trudging out there was exhausting to her. But she’d do it because he was just so insistent. He promised they’d stay the night out there and come back the next day at a leisurely pace.“You ready to go?”“Yes, I just don’t understand why we have to do this now. When all I want to do is take a nap.”“You can nap in the vehicle on the way. Don’t worry, I’ve packed everything we need a
Tara could feel the ball of conflicting emotions rolling about in her head and her belly. She had a new life inside her. No matter what, she’d never be alone again. But how did she explain all of this to them when the time came?How should she explain this to Cal? He had to be expecting this. Look at the second floor. She didn’t like it necessarily. Their pups living completely separately from us with someone else looking after them. Why hadn’t they spoken about this before?Tara’s eyes closed as the elevator dinged and opened. She’d not thought that it was important before this because she wasn’t pregnant, and they didn’t have any pups. Now she thought of it.This morning, Cal was gone before she got out of bed. This was a day she didn’t train, because there were other things she needed to get done. Which, of course, didn’t get done? A few steps brought her to Cal’s office over the club.She knocked and entered when she received the okay to enter. Tara lucked out because Cal was alon
David Monroe struggle with the enforcer training. His heart wasn’t in it and his skills lay in other places, but everyone lumped him in with the other male Lycans because he was a Lycan. He’d exhausted almost every avenue trying to explain to them he’d rather be patching people up and treating pups with fevers. While he was moping during a break, his phone rang, and it surprised him to see that Emily’s name came up on his phone. “Hello, Emily. What’s wrong? Why are you calling?” He couldn’t think of a reason she could be calling him for, but any chance he got to speak with her was better than nothing. “I’ll tell you, but you have to be very careful with what you say. No one can know why you’re about to be ordered to the Luna’s office. What we need you to do, is slip out of the packhouse. If anyone asks, you’re running an errand for the Luna. That’s it nothing more. What you need to do is go to the closest pharmacy and pick up a pregnancy kit. Come back here
Again, Tara was up late the next morning. Cal was determined he wouldn’t let her feel like he neglected anything about her. From sympathizing with her, to how her emotions were toward absolutely everything, and he didn’t forget to include planning their future together.Well, he talked, and she mostly listened. What he said wasn’t bad. Tara didn’t have a problem with any of his ideas. She didn’t have much to add or at this time have an emotional connection to any of it.Now, though, Tara needed to get her day going, and she felt like something that had been dredged from a swampy pond. It took only minutes for Emily, her newest staff member, to realize there was something wrong with Tara.“If we had a cat, I’d say you look like the latest thing it dragged home. When will we see you going to a healer?” Emily eagerly asked Tara as she returned from her latest flight to the bathroom. Tara looked at her with an expression of exhaustion.“I’m fine and I’m not planning ongoing to see one.” S
“Stone dear, you know I love you. I’m your mate and partner in life. I have always advised you about everything honestly and in your best interest.” Elaine still quietly sat in the sitting room and calmly spoke to Stone. The others had slowly filtered out to go on with their day or to watch their guests leave. “Of course you are, and you have.” Stone looked out the window and watched the vehicles leave. Elaine could see he was distracted by what was going on and his own thoughts. “Then why are you being an ass and not listening to anything I say now?” She let her irritation slip into her voice and she dryly responded to him. Her annoyance was obvious. Stone’s instincts instantly alerted him to the fact that not all was good between himself and his mate. Over the years, that instinct helped him avoid many different disasters from exploding in his face when it came to their relationship. “I’m listening Ellie. I’ve always listened.” “Then explain to me if you listened to me, then why
No one said much of anything on the way home. The privacy divider between the front of the vehicle and the back raised then never went down. Cal pulled Tara to him and sat her in his lap. He didn’t do anything more but let her soak up his warmth and strength. He buried his head into her neck and hair. The smell of the wool sweater mixed with the natural spice of her scent. He instantly felt his aggressive feelings smooth out and gentle. It’d been difficult watching her get so wound up from it all. Tara sat there, and all but purred. As their vehicle made slow progress through traffic, it’s darkened windows gave them the privacy that Cal didn’t care, Tara turned and straddled his lap instead. She didn’t do anything more than that. But his body felt her skirt hike up and he groaned, knowing how naughty she was instinctively gravitating to for comfort. That wasn’t what their mating would ever be based on. He’d never satisfy his needs while she was seek
Kole wanted to get back to the gathering as quickly as possible. He didn’t want any misunderstandings between anyone, let alone the two packs. There was no way he’d explain to the pack that their beloved elder and ex-alpha alienated his first born grand pup with blind stubbornness, hateful questions, and fear. That wouldn’t be happening today or any day. Kole wouldn’t risk fighting with Cal. How would it look when the Council of Alphas met? His father always forgot about that. Though the council of alphas didn’t exist during his time in control of the pack. He’d been a forward thinker of his time and moved his pack to a territory that was being noticed by the local humans. It meant he could settle their businesses in, and those humans would see those businesses as founding members of the business community. “Let’s go back down now and please be nice to her. She’s so much like Heather and you wouldn’t talk to Heather that way. Just apologize and let mother do
“That’s my third pup there and his mate. Your uncle, Stephen, and his mate, Ariel. Their grown pups, Erin, and Eric. That about covers your living family here, dear. Everyone sit please. Stone has created enough excitement and drama for one day. She has a sweet soul. Stephen, treat her like you would your sister and don’t act like your father if you know what’s good for you. As for the doghouse, it’s an old guard shack that’s been turned into a bunkhouse for single wolves who, for one reason or another, don’t want to make the trip all the way back to their homes to sleep. It’s affectionately called the doghouse because often there’s trouble between the few mated wolves that stay there.” “Oh, good grief. That’s horrible.” “Oh, don’t think your grandfather hasn’t stayed there a time or two. Though these days he’s more likely to use a guest apartment.” Tara looked over the tissue at Elaine with a shocked expression. “You’re joking.” “No, I’m n