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Arkham The first song comes on, and I don’t know who chose Taylor Swift, but we all sing our hearts out. Windows rolled down, not giving a damn about the looks we are getting from people in the cars passing by. We have been laughing and joking, having the time of our lives. We all take our work at the pack seriously. We do our part and take on that responsibility ...but sometimes you just need to get out and unwind. Be wild, crazy and just let go...live a little. We have been driving for about 2hours, and the music is creating the perfect vibe… Some of the best songs have been playing. Some old, giving the feels of nostalgia, missing days of the past... being younger. And some new ones... making me wonder what my future will hold... will Sasha be part of it? My attention turns back to the next song starting...Someone clearly loves Tay-Tay songs... cause here goes another one… “He’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar” we all sing out loud. I can't help but laugh at how dra
Xander “Okay, well I am going to see if I can get a room booked for Sunday, and quickly visit the gents….” I say, unwrapping myself from Austin’s firm grip. I love it when my broody man becomes all possessive. I knew Arkham was trying to piss him off. He even had me fooled for a moment. “Let’s hope Ash is done when I come back.” “Thanks man… we will be waiting here” Arkham replies absentmindedly, distracted by his phone. I walk towards the motel… my mind drifting back to earlier… From the moment I heard that song… I was done for. My emotions were creating havoc in my mind! All I could think about was the little girl who once had my entire heart. One that my soul had a bond with, as if she were my own blood. I loved her from the moment she was born. My Kenzie! When I was a little boy, I always wanted a sibling. But my Mom and Dad never had another child. I only learned years later that some white witches were never even able to have children. But most who could conceive, onl
Xander We dropped Arkham off at the airport and went to the Golden Moon Pack. They welcomed us and we were given dinner and they offered us sleeping quarters at their pack house. We arrived so late, that we decided we would spend the next day doing all our work here. We needed to check on our men, and how the training was going, and then run it all past the Alpha. We finished our dinner, and we all retired to our bedrooms. “Hey babe… come here” Austin says to me in a husky tone, as he comes out from the bathroom. His shirt is open, and I can’t help but let my eyes roam his sexy muscular body. Just the sight of him has my blood rushing south. Fuck he is hot... and he is all mine. He is only an inch taller than me, our bodies fit together perfectly with one another. He wraps me in his arms, and I hold onto him. The heat of his hard body against mine, I can feel our hearts beating as one. He moves back, and looks into my eyes, searching them. Then he leans in and kisses me. His l
Timika The moment his scent hit me, I thought I must be imagining it. That familiar scent of citrus, and cinnamon, but now also a hint of cedarwood. Gentle, strong hands covered my eyes, but it was his voice that confirmed it all… could this really be…? I turned around, removing his hand from my eyes…there he stood in front of me… my big brother… my Xan! The look in his eyes, reassuring me that nothing had changed between us. He had become a man. Yet, the bond we had once shared, felt the same. “Xan?” I croaked out, my voice trembling with emotion, just like the rest of my body. The moment was just too big. Neither of us spoke another word, as he lifted me up, and huged me like I was the most precious thing in the world, one he had lost, but just found again. I couldn’t help but let my emotions take over, tears streaming down my face, it felt like my heart wanted to explode. “I have missed you so much” I whisper softly, and I heard him sniff. He kisses me on the side of my h
Arkham “You ready to go?” I ask the brunette beauty, as she makes her way back to me, after taking a call. She is dressed in black, tight fitting, high-waist jeans. Showing off her curves. Her top is a black, see-through, long sleeved, bodysuit. The breast area has blue denim material, with a slit, revealing her full breasts. She is wearing black heels, and her hair is sleek and straight. I’ve never been one to be attracted to a certain body type. I’m not into big breast as most men are, I would consider myself more of an ass guy. I like them toned and curvy. Though I have not actually entertained my thoughts about a sexy ass, in practice. A man can use his imagination, no harm done, right? But I wouldn’t say I have a preference. As for revealing outfits… each to their own. My Father always told me; each woman has the right to dress, in what she feels is authentic to her. You respect a woman, always! Her personality, the way she treats others, and her values, are what makes
Arkham She grabs my neck and pulls me closer, dominating the kiss. I’m so surprised, I have barely registered what the fuck is happening. I push her back gently. “Hey…. Hey there Sasha… take it easy” I say to her gently. “I have been wanting to taste you from the first time I saw you Alpha Arkham Stone, and I want it now!” she says breathlessly… kissing me again. Her lips are soft. But the kiss is rushed, and I just don’t feel like there is that chemistry yet. She starts grinding against me, moaning in pleasure. This fucking car suddenly feels way to fucking small. What the fuck do I do? I don’t want to hurt her feelings, or make her feel embarrassed…. I put my hands on her hips, and apply a little pressure making them still. “Sasha…” I say softly, breaking the kiss. She is breathless, staring into my eyes with confusion. “What’s wrong? Shit Arkham, don’t mess this up… “Sasha…” I start gently… “I really like you, and as hot as this could possibly be, I’m not the
Timika “You are the dancing Queen, Young and sweet, Only seventeen” We sing at the top of our lungs… I look to my side, the wind is blowing through Xander’s blonde hair, as he sings very dramatically. I forget to sing, caught up in the moment. I can’t help but laugh at him. This smile has not left my face since we hit the road this morning. My cheeks are actually cramping. “You can dance, You can jive, Having the time of your life” …. He sings by himself. Xan has always had a good voice, and he sure can hit those notes. His voice has a Shawn Mendes quality to it. He signals for me to do the next part…. “Ooh, see that girl, Watch that scene, Digging the Dancing Queen” We sing along to the ABBA classic. The drive to the pack has been pleasant. Xander is driving with me. Austin thought we could use the private time to catch up. And when he suggested that he would drive, I simply shot it down. I wanted to give him the treat of me being behind the wheel. A Kenzie-special.
Timika As I drove through the streets of the pack, Xander explained to me the layout of the grounds, or well the parts we could see as we drove by. It was like a proper little town all by itself. They had their owns schools and a huge hospital. Unlike our pack, where we would go into the nearby city to be part of the schools. We had our own doctors and a small hospital, but nothing in comparison to this magnitude. We drove past a park that was designed to entertain all the pups. It had swings and multiple slides, a water play area, a large communal pool, and one for babies. Lush green trees and little hills. Bike trails, a picknick area, and even a duck pond. I have never seen a park like this, and I smiled as I saw a few young pups laughing as they played and chased one another. Xander explained to me how their pack worked. They had homes for families, all members received a home once they were mated. Then there was a little neighbourhood just for the elderly. The rest of the pac
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TIMIKA Why did I even panic? Of course he wouldn't hurt me. The truth is … I have never felt this safe. I stare out the window, my fingers playing with the beautiful new necklace I got from Mama Lil and Papa G for my birthday. It's a delicate rose-gold necklace with a rose-shaped pendant in the middle. It has a tiny soft-pink pearl inside of the rose, representing the flower bud, while there are little diamonds on the leaves. The word 'Blossom' is engraved on the inside of the rose. I frown as my mind goes back to the conversation earlier with Mama Lil… -FLASHBACK- *********** I fasten the beautiful necklace around my neck. It hangs low on my throat, almost like a choker (necklace), just lower. I look at my reflection in the mirror that hangs in their lounge. It looks perfect! It goes beautifully with my dandelion necklace that I got from my parents, and I realize it was ten years ago today. Everything that happened in these ten years. How lost and alone I felt, just like th
ARKHAM Changing the gears, I notice her heart racing as we drive out of pack territories. Slowly the unsettling realization sets in my mind that She is nervous and uncomfortable being alone in the car with me. 'The little flower is scared. Don't upset her!' Ark warns me sternly. 'I can see that, Ark…and I'd never!' Uncomfortable with the thought, I changed my position, suddenly sitting uncomfortably in my leather seat. Frustrated, I move the dark strands of hair from my face. What is she afraid of? As much as I don't want her to feel this way around me, I did this for a reason. I need uninterrupted alone time with her. This will give us time to break down those walls. As we drive past the pack borders, I decide to initiate the conversation, I have had enough of this awkward silence and her just staring blankly out the window. I am so desperate to know what captivates her thoughts and to get the opportunity to spend some quality time getting to know the real version of her
TIMIKA "Why the hell are you up? You're supposed to be asleep?" Ashton asks, looking confused. All the guys are wearing loose fitting sweats, all shitless. But it has no effect on me… not the way Arkham does.. I barely register their appearances. "Were you all trying to surprise me?" I ask, my voice trembling a little. "Yeah, but it looks like you beat us to it," Xan replies with a small smile, but I don't miss the little disappointment with it. I frown. By now I can tell they were all planning this for me. I'm not used to this treatment and I feel emotional and guilty for ruining their plan to spoil me. This is my first birthday in ten years that Xander is back in my life, and he wanted to make it special for me, they all did. Why didn't I just stay in bed this morning? I make a mental note, to take things easy on my birthday in the future. I walk over to my brother, and a little memory of an 11 year old me and a 17 year old him, plays through my mind… and then… my parents.
Arkham Beep! Beep! Beep! My alarm goes off, and I groan as I shut the buzzer off. Another night of dreams filled with darkness and anxiety. After three years, one would think I would be used to it. But as the full moon approaches, it's at its worst. I scrub my hands over my face and look at the time… 06:02h … And I remember why I set my alarm. Today is Kenzie's birthday. I want to make us all a special breakfast since our little group has the day off. I asked Garren to observe at class today, as he sure is a skilled ex-warrior and Gamma. Some of my other Top -Team guys got my instructions, and they will lead the class. My parents came home last night, and I spent some quality time with them. I have not mentioned Kenzie to them. But I did not miss Dad observing me intently, and I knew he knew something was up with me. I can't stop smiling at times, no matter how hard I try to suppress it. They are staying in the villa beside the Pack House, and they always sleep in, so they
ARKHAM It's a new week. The hustle and bustle of the previous week has calmed down. The other packs all went home yesterday. And honestly, even though the Games Day was a massive success, I'm glad it is over. Despite the event ending up in an unexpected fight between Kenzie and Justin Volt, before that, it all went smoothly. Speaking of Justin, I made sure he was escorted to his pack with a few of my men following. He was locked in the dungeons and Alpha Zavion ensured that he would be kept imprisoned. All the Alphas agreed that we would have an united Games Day annually. But it will now be called The Games, as it stretches over a two day period. We would all have more time to plan, and be ready for next year. This would encourage our warriors to work even harder, as the competition would be tougher with all five packs. Sasha went with Alpha Duke to his pack. She did not speak another word to me, and I couldn't be more relieved. By tomorrow night, he will know whether or not she i
Chapter Thirty-Six Garren "You want to tell me why I woke up without you in my arms? Or why your spot has been left cold and untouched for hours?" I whisper into her soft white locks, leaving a lingering kiss there. She places her arms over mine that are wrapped around her waist. Her nails gently stroke my skin, Goddess how I love this woman. I give a little growl of approval, and kiss my mark on her slender neck, nibbling her soft skin for a second. Centuries together will never be enough … "I have just been thinking about everything. Last night … I saw a glimpse of her aura. It was like there was a crack in the spell. I didn't know she would be this powerful already." she says in a soft, concerned tone. "I knew she was powerful, I saw it the other day when I sparred with her, she has become even better than before. But last night … I was stunned. She is a masterpiece! Would it be so bad if the spell broke earlier?" I shrug. I think back to when I first started training Tim
Lilura I stare at the beautiful beams of sunlight as they dance through the branches and leaves of the trees that surround our cottage. The birds are chirping happily, and the crisp morning breeze blows softly over my face, and I smile. It's early morning, and I take a whiff of my morning camomile tea while sitting on our porch swing. I couldn't really sleep last night. I was mulling over so many thoughts in my mind, so I decided to get up and watch the sunrise. Oh, how I love nature, how it is a part of me. How many sunrises have I seen in my time? Thousands… Still, each one is unique. Never the same; like an artwork, a gift given each day… But we never slow down, stop, look around, take it all in and realize that we will never have this exact moment again. No. There is something so beautiful and emotionally moving about watching a sunrise or sunset. It stirs your soul… like your subconscious acknowledges that it's the end of something you'll never relive or have again. Once t
Arkham I reached the hospital and I knew there would be questions hitting me about Kenzie …. How do I explain this? I need to talk to her in the morning, before I can answer anything. It's not that she did anything wrong, in fact … the opposite. She was a vision of light and pure goodness. But seeing it all, everyone had to have some questions. Maybe she was just that good? Maybe she was just meant to be a special kind of warrior. But, there was a magical feel in the air. Ugh … Stop overthinking it! Just act cool… roll with it. I see the four men gathered at the entrance of the hospital. Alpha Romano is standing to the side, not interacting with any of the younger Alphas, he has his iconic frown on his face, his stormy grey eyes running over Alpha Zavion. He drags his fingers through his long sandy brown hair, before he ties it into a man-bun on top of his head, the bottom half shaved short. His eyes are sharp, and he averts his gaze to me, and our eyes lock. A faint smirk reaches