-CLEO’S POV* The throbbing of my head awakened me. Then I became painfully aware of the strange surroundings as well as deep, regular breathing somewhere nearby. Turning toward the sound, I groaned because the slight movement made the headache worse. By the time I glimpsed him sprawled in the gray leather armchair to the left of the room door, my eyelids were already fluttering. For a moment, he smiled at me with his handsome face entrancing me. His long brown fringes ruffled messily from his forehead. The tight-fitted black shirt he wore with the number 23 on it was rumpled with the middle ripped open like he was in a fight with someone. Stupidly, I started to return the smile due to the butterflies that churned in my stomach. Then, as recollections of the situation came to light, I frowned. My face contorted into the wickedest sight. The son-of-a-bitch abducted me and brought me to his house. That’s right. He knocked me out with the classical chop spot on the neck. My temper eme
-BLAYNE’S POV* As I opened the office door for the morning meeting, two scrutinizing pairs of blue and green eyes greeted me. Pausing at the door, I released a dreaded long sigh before entering the cumbersome room and closing the door. Taking a chair, I spun it around so that I sat on it with arms crossed on the backrest and stared absently out the window behind Vance’s desk, with utter refusal to entertain their antics. Turning his chair sideways to stare at me, Duke annoyingly cleared his dry throat to symbolize that I was expected to break the sullen and deliberate silence. Both men have their arms crossed on their chests with concentrated looks. “I'm pulling Senior Elite Donald and Chad from their external mission to assist in supervising the operations of the warriors while investigations are ongoing.” I related, sticking to business. “They will arrive in territory by this evening.” Vance smirked and took up his cup of coffee. Duke gave an impish chuckle and shifted in his
-BLAYNE'S POV- I avoided Duke and Vance for the rest of the day. I spent the majority of the day visiting all four central patrol stations and searching extensively for clues. As the sun retreated and freed the sky from its sweltering beams, it was time to pick up Zoe from elementary school and head home. For the first time, I felt like I had a family and intended to manifest this feeling into reality. Luna Sianna thought that it was best to have Zoe attend school to be around other children of a similar age group to cope with being away from Cleo. Besides, she was bound to join our pack soon and be integrated into the system. Making friends would help her to settle down faster. While Cleo was in jail, I visited Zoe every day and ensured that she was alright. I had been trying to bond with her and she started to let down her barriers. When I parked in front of the elementary school in my Ford Bronco, Zoe was not at the front as I had instructed her. I marched through the corridor a
-BLAYNE'S POV- "Have you all been harassing my daughter?" My eyes jumped from one face to the other until I got a vivid view of all of them. Their fearful eyes blinked violently as a result of the tiny force I was channeling out. "How many of you told her that she doesn't belong here?" I asked with a flat, yet domineering voice. "And who said that her Mom's a murderer?" Five out of the fourteen children pointed a shaky finger at a little blonde-haired kid in the middle. Humph, I knew his parents. They were going to get the full dose of my rage when I was done. "Do you know me?" I sharply inquired from them. A bold caramel-skinned girl with hazel eyes responded. She bobbed her head without taking her eyes away. "Yes. You are Gamma Blayne." I could see her as being the bright kid in the classroom who raised her hand to answer all the questions that the teacher asked. "Have you got that?" I harshly asked the rest of the bunch, like a drill sergeant. "Yes, Gamma," they returned alm
-CLEO’S POV*Daddy?That happened way too fast. How did he get Zoe to accept him? I might have underestimated this brutish Gamma. My face tightened with anger. My fist clenched at my sides as I fought the urge to strangle him. At least, not in front of my daughter.“Eh-heh-heh,” he grinned nervously. To seek cover from my cat-o'-nine-tailed tongue, he suggested. “Shall we eat?”He sauntered over to the chic marble-clad kitchen and stepped behind the white island with seating of gray woven counter stools at a white and gray marble waterfall countertop lit by faceted glass lights suspended above a sink with a polished brass gooseneck faucet.I acquiesced.“Our mate is a good guy,” my wolf voiced victoriously. To her, he was a prize. Contrarily, he was a charlatan to me.“Our mate is conniving and insufferable,” I lashed at her."We should be with him. You're too damn stubborn, Cleo. Don't forget that I have a say too." She vocalized whines and lay with her head and ears flopped down bet
-CLEO'S POV-Taking a few steps, I paused and spun around to probe, “What did you tell Zoe to make her think that you’re her new father? How could you do that without my permission?”He had gone into the closet for an extra white towel to draw his damp hair. Then he came out with the towel on his head and rubbing vigorously to remove the excess water. My eyes misbehave and raked over his hot body. My body reacted to him in an enigmatic manner. Rather than being mad at him, he was turning me on.“Baby, Zoe and I have been bonding while you were in the cell.” He allowed the towel to rest across his shoulders when he approached me.“Even so, you cannot put ideas into her head. She is a little girl who believes that you’ll buy us a house with a pool and that we’ll be one big happy family!” I shouted furiously, “She’ll be utterly crushed when those things do not happen.”“Well, if that’s what she wants, we can do that.” He missed the point. “I’ve got my own money, Cleo.”“Don’t.” My edge o
-CLEO’S POV* “Going somewhere?” “Yes. I’ll be back soon.” He came to my side of the bed and bent to kiss my forehead. My heart twinged because he was going away. I clung to his shirt to stop him from pulling back. “Why are you leaving?” Staying in the bending position and looking down at me, he explained, “Something happened. Hailey’s in the hospital.” “Oh, goddess! I’ll come with you.” I flung the sheet aside to get out of bed, but he ceased my actions with his leaden hand on my shoulder to keep me stationary. “No. You are staying here.” He authoritatively said in a low voice, “You are housebound, remember?” “I want to help,” I offered with hefty persistence. A thin frown line appeared on my forehead. Being a leader, I was accustomed to getting things done and being active. Not a dreary housewife. On top of that, the gravitating pull of the mate bond was getting stronger. He was the gravity that was holding me to the earth. Nagging me to be around him, consistently. This was
This follows Chapter 62………. -CLEO’S POV* When I woke up, Blayne and Zoe were gone. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I dug in the suitcase in the closet for a change of clothes. One thing stood out. There were dresses and skirts in this one. Why? I hated skirts. My dress code was shorts, leggings or pants along with a top. Still, I can't be mad because it's not his fault for not knowing. In time, Blayne will learn this. Being dismissive of the distasteful attire, I decided to stick to Blayne's burgundy t-shirt with a feline print silk shorts and went to the kitchen. The smell of coffee, nutella waffles and bacon toggled my nostrils, which fomented the hunger in me. Breakfast was covered on the round dining table with a note from Zoe, which made me smile. It was her handwriting but Blayne signed his name right under hers. I sat and ate while thinking about the current situation. Last night, the erotic mood perished when I told Blayne that he’d have to wait before he ma
-VANCE’S POV-Looking up from the laptop with concern, I found Sianna sultrily shimmying out of her dress. My lips parted to the slightest bit and my cock hardened. Our wanton eyes clashed. She raised a brow at me and sashayed her sexy body towards me.The conference was still going on and I couldn’t let them see her in that incredibly salacious lingerie, but I couldn’t take my heated eyes off her.“I came to join the meeting.” She teased in such a sexy way that made a growl slip from me.The soft lines of her hips and thighs had my cock stiffening in my pants. Her hips swayed in that sheer lingerie set in black lace with a crotchless G-string. The rosy nipples of her round breasts peeked through the matching bralette and a choker adorned her neck.The culmination of all my impulses was the need to latch onto those nipples with my lips, suck on them, and bite them down until she released that startled, demanding moan. My cock desired mainly one thing.Her.My addiction. I need to touc
-SIANNA’S POV-“Can we go home now,” Venus hoarsely pleaded with harlequin eyes, sitting up in the hospital bed of the bright sun-filled room. “I could eat some burgers, fries, and a coke.” Her gaze flickered from me to her Dad. “I’m starving.”Miriam, Marlena, Vance, Hailey, Mom, and I laughed as she said that. A sigh of relief left me as I looked at my daughter who was back to her old self after receiving the antidote. A lot of love flowed through the room.It’s been two weeks since she has been comatose. Can you imagine how thrilled I was when my mate told me about the antidote to get all of the kripling’s blood out of her system? We arranged everything for the next day.Just the sight of my daughter was enough to clog my throat with tears. Mom’s slender hand was warmly in mine as Marlena and Miriam helped Venus awaken from her coma. Vance held my shoulders, standing behind me. Hailey chewed her nails, ruining her manicured fingers.“We’re almost done, princess,” Vance stated, nonc
-VANCE’S POV-A thin smile curled my lips to see him being the usual hot-blooded Gamma that he was. Instead of thinking of himself, Blayne was coercing me into another battle. Contrarily, I preferred to fix the rift between me and my Luna. There was no anger or burning sensation in the link of the mate bond, but it did not mean that she was not still upset with me.“No.” I finally answered him. “We killed their king and generals. The Supernatural Triad Council’s gatekeepers are searching for Squiggles.” I deciphered. “The werelions will be humbled by their loss and the drastic reduction in their population. It will take years before they wage war against us. It is at that time that my generation will eliminate them.”“All planned out, huh?” Blayne scowled with disappointment. Even with his limp, he managed to keep up with me.“Yep.” I dictated as we made it to the top and sniffed the air. My eyes narrowed slightly as my face wrinkled up. “You smell cheesy, Blayne. Take a few days off.
-VANCE’S POV-Approximately one hundred of our warriors lined the gray plateau at the summit of the cliff, southwest of the territory. Awe-inspiring scenery can be seen here thanks to the panoramic view of the horizon and the thundering waterfall to the right which plummets directly into the ocean.Given its natural beauty and the absence of unpleasant recollections of bloodshed, it would be a pity to tarnish the region's unblemished history today.It was the Black Ops Patrol Station at the end of Beacanview Forest that alerted Raj of our visitors. Undoubtedly, he must have gotten the word to Blayne, or maybe Blayne beat it out of him. Either way, he was not supposed to be working.“Oh damn!” I inspected my battered Gamma up and down before we went down the granite cliffside trail. “You look worse than Freddy Krueger.”My heart went out to him and, oh boy, I was thrilled that he was alive. Although, he was disobeying my orders.Blayne was in black gym shorts with his blistered top shi
-THIRD PERSON’S POV-Venus and Vaheed sat around the breakfast nook. Vaheed was busy on his phone while Venus was reading the Brew'n Herald Newspaper. The paper was previously brought in by Zuzu and she flew away to have her morning flight in the forest.“The investigation update was posted on the front page. Turns out that the kriplings only attacked us. The vampires and witches were not attacked.” Venus highlighted with her harlequin-green eyes fastened to the paper.“Who cares? Dad’s dealing with it.” Vaheed shrugged, finding his phone more entertaining.Venus was disturbed by his uncaring attitude. “Those things were pretty powerful and they hurt me. How can you say that?”Understanding that his words hurt his twin sister’s feelings, Vaheed put his phone on the table and patted her on the shoulder. “Vee, you are safe now. Dad will make sure that they don’t hurt us again.”Venus sighed, gulped down her dose of halo-moon serum from the vial on the table, and went back to flipping th
-SIANNA’S POV-“I wanted to know what my punishment is.” Valen petulantly said as he continued descending the stairs, freshly showered.“Not a good time, Valen,” Vance told him without looking behind. I turned around and picked up a magazine from the center table, blindly flipping over pages.“Well, aren’t you going to give it to me tonight?” Valen pressed with hands in his jeans pockets.“Why are you so eager?” I continued scrolling the page with brewing agitation. “Do you think we’ll go easy on you?”“It’s not that, Mom.” Valen approached the couch, sheepishly. “I just wanted to start it right now.”“Why?” I flipped my head around and turned my body on the couch to scrutinize his face properly.“My punishment will end on Friday and there’s a party at Benji’s house on Saturday,” Valen dared to mention, battling an inner monologue.I glared at him. “You have the gall to tell me that you intend to go to a party when your father has just brought you back from an unapproved outing.”“Go
-SIANNA’S POV-“I’m sorry, Mom.” Valen expressed his regret as he entered the foyer of our home with Vance. He did not let me lash out at him for his recklessness.Automatically, I placed my hand over my heart. My entire body slumped in relief as I exhaled heavily. Still, he was going to get the hot seat.I sat in the living room on the long U-shape black leather couch with my head turned in his direction. “Valen, I can’t accept that apology until you explain to me what the hell was going through your head.”Vance stood by the Faux Marble White console table with a gold base, allowing me to handle our son's latest escapade. He would also feel the scourge of my tongue later.It was a little before sunset that Vance and the team went back to the aircraft carrier ship. The journey to Dark Wolverson was long from Oscianever Loch of the Pacific Ocean and so it was the next day in the afternoon when they arrived home. I fretted the entire sleepless night, watching the hours and praying that
-VANCE’S POV-My razor-sharp teeth flashed through the cold smile that I sent to Assad when Raj kneed Tygart into his crotch. Tygart’s eyes went as round as saucers as he dropped his knife, protectively clutched both hands before his family jewels, and fell to his knees. He was as vulnerable as a newly hatched chick coming out of its shell.In a rapid dash, Raj picked up the weapon and slit his neck. Tygart fell on his side and clutched his blood-leaking throat as his life slipped away right before his king and brother.Assad wrestled like crazy to be freed from my grip to no avail. He was powerless and helpless. The defeat eliminated any spark in his orange eyes. “We surrender,” his voice was a hoarse croak.“It doesn’t work like that, trog.” I gritted to Assad as fury rose, burning through my veins.In the meantime, muscles bulged in Kodjo's pallid neck as he ground his teeth in frustration, refusing to relent. As the tenuous seconds ticked by, his breathing labored during the kickb
-VANCE'S POV-Nyx returned in an ethereal white glow and spat out a dead fizzing repulsive form of a kripling and laid it down on the deck of the only ship left intact. He shook his large white head, flashing out his tongue at the distaste of the creature.Nyx set afire the dead kripling that burns into cinders. One down. Two to go. Next, Zuzu, materialized on the deck with the necromancer in one claw and a flailing Assad in the other."Tell her to take them to the shoreline of the first island," I told Valen, and he directed his guardians to do so.With that, all the jets altered their destination to Holmeva Ferney Islands. We found a clearing and managed to land.Alongside five elite warriors, Duke, Raj, Marlena, Valen, Devin and I trotted through a scanty area of bayberry and beach plum trees to the beach. My elites stood behind the criminals with their artillery leveled at them while we stood in front of them.The sea air arrived with a lofty nostalgic draft as blood, death, and s