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NORA POVXander’s hand laces with mine, as we walk through the Elle and Damon’s house until we reach the office. It’s three days after our ceremony and the last place I want to be is here, but the Alpha couple swore it was urgent, so here we are.My stomach rolls, nausea plaguing me, making me miss my bed. The early stages of this pregnancy are not exactly enjoyable, and being curled up at home with my mate is all I crave.Tingles spread from my fingertips to my toes, my mate’s comforting scent wrapping around me. His presence helps calm the morning sickness. Leaning into Xander’s arm, he knocks on the door, waiting until someone answers.It’s not long before one of the alpha couple answers the door, but I’m not paying attention to them. No, it’s grabbed by the middle-aged brunette standing behind them. Xander’s mother, Camilla. A wave of emotions crash into the mate bond, making me stumble. Anger, frustration, and sadness swirl within, making my blood pressure rise.Aries, Xander’s w
CHARITY POVParamore blares through the speakers of my stereo, my head resting against my favorite fuzzy pillow. I try to stop my thoughts from wandering to where they shouldn’t. To who they shouldn’t.A growl of frustration leaves my lips as Summer, my meddlesome wolf, pushes their faces into my mind. She feels no shame about wanting Matt and Fletcher equally. The idea sinful and thrilling.Wrong. Wrong. So very wrong. People don’t have two mates, and people shouldn’t want more than one. Maybe I am defective? What’s wrong that I cannot pick and accept my choices? But the thought of not having the other makes me sick. My heart aches when I try to imagine the possibility.How selfish am I? They’re both waiting around for me to decide. To choose, how the hell am I supposed to do that? “We don’t.” Summer drones on for the millionth time.‘Making them share me isn’t fair, Summer!” The argument flowing like a memorized script. “They need to focus on finding their mates.” If the thought of
CHARITY POVClothes land in my suitcase with no rhyme or reason, excitement buzzing through my bloodstream. Summer remains quiet, but her mind is wired with unspoken comments and turmoil.“I am sorry, Summer.” I whisper, setting aside a few of my larger comfy shirts into two separate piles, adding my pillow cases to them. “But we need this. Would you forgive yourself if we passed up this opportunity and one of them found their mate? Or hell, both?”“No, I wouldn’t.” Whimpers echo through our bond, her hurt becoming mine. “It’s still painful to go. We won’t even get to say goodbye.”“If we did we wouldn’t leave.” My head shakes, knowing exactly how that incident would transpire It’s not so much that they’d force me to stay. I’d just crumble when they ask me not to leave. “I’m sixteen. It’s not fair for me to put my life on hold for two men who might not even be mine.”“It still sucks.” She huffs, curling into a ball, with a sad sigh, and a pout.“It does.” A knock on the door distracts
MATT POV My fingers strum along to the Dance Gavin Dance playlist, bleeding through the speakers. Zeke continues pacing in my mind while I drive toward the territory. He’s been like this since yesterday, restless and agitated. His bad mood, without explanation is the reason I’ve cut my my visit short. “Can you chill with the pacing?” My head pulses with the beginning pains of a headache brewing. “Have you heard from Charity yet?” He asks again, growing more worried. “She texted us yesterday.” I remind him, not wanting to admit that it’s a little unsettling not to hear from her today. And Fletcher hasn’t as far as I know. We’ve been keeping each other in the loop, and he has said nothing. “She’s probably busy with school or other responsibilities. We’ll see her in twenty minutes okay?” He huffs, not agreeing with my answer. He continues walking his path. “I’ve got a bad feeling, human.” Zeke’s voice cracks, his emotions leaking into mine. My foot presses the pedal to the floor, inc
CHARITY POVA plan ride to Edinburgh, a train ride to Wick, and then another two-hour drive to our destination. We’re so deep into Scotland that I couldn’t spot it on a map, but Goddess is it crazy beautiful. Soft, fluffy snow covers the hills, the locks frozen, and yet it’s breathtaking. I’m grateful that Camilla and Dean McLaughlin prepared me for my life here during the plane ride.I got to spend every second taking it all in. Even Summer, who pouted the entire plane ride, perked up, taking in the sights of our new home. The car turns onto a windy road, leading toward a run down castle. We pass through a shimmery reflection upon our approach, and the ruins disappear, replaced by a monolith fortress, and an outlay of buildings and fields. Reminding me of a normal college campus if every building was a fucking castle.“A barrier placed by witches.” Camilla says, enjoying my momentary confusion. “It’s quite effective at keeping unwanted guests away. Only those invited can see the trut
FLETCHER POV A gentle beep pulls me from the abyss I have been trapped in. With a groan, my eyelids break apart, the fluorescent lights blinding me, my head throbbing with a dual ache. Jesus fuck, what the hell happened? “Hey buddy.” Xander’s voice makes my head snap in his direction. “Welcome back, you’ve been out for a few days.” I stare at him and it rushes back, the heartache, Charity’s letter, and his part in it. “We’re not talking right now.” I grumble, choking on the words, before staring straight ahead, wincing at the movement. Fuck, it’s like I’ve been run over by a truck. I reach out to Mars, but he’s buried himself so deep into the recesses of my mind it’s like he’s nonexistent. No wonder I am not healed yet. “Fletch, I am sorry.” Guilt riddles his features, his tone dripping with shame. “Fuck your sorry’s, Xan.” I growl, my tempers flaring at his lame ass apology. “She’s my mate. You had no right to let Elle send her away!” “I didn’t know, you never-” I break, glanci
CHARITY POVI push open the gym room door, joining the other students waiting patiently in the indoor sparring center. Like I am this school’s walking plague, students move to put distance between us. They keep their noses upturned, and their insults loud. “The Charity Case.”My confidence doesn’t waiver though, remaining indifferent and unphased to their insults. A scent I despise wafts to me from the side, my eyes roll as the owner appears before me.“Here to continue your losing streak?” She goads. “I mean, you’re a gamma, and you can’t fight. How did you even get your position? Sleep with your alpha?”My head shakes at her audacity, but I don’t entertain her snide remarks, sidestepping her. “I bet that’s what you did.” She trails behind me, incensed that I won’t respond. “I mean, you haven’t won a single sparring session in the weeks you’ve been here. You’re a loser who has to sleep her way to the top.”“Can we beat this bitch’s ass now?” Summer growls, pacing like the caged beast
MATT POV Frigid water splashes against my skin, pouring over my face and shocking me back to consciousness. Liquid splutters out of my mouth, and my eyes pop open, blinking against the bright lantern light. “Get the fuck up, gamma.” Damon growls, standing above me, with Andrew next to him holding an empty bucket. If looks could kill, my alpha’s glare qualifies. I’ve done a lot of things to piss the man off, but this one might take the cake. Fog clouds my brain, unable to remember how I got here. In the bathtub, with these two towering above me. A splintering headache radiates down my spine as I struggle to sit up. The acidic, putrid smell of vomit wafts up my nostrils, bits of the dried chunks stuck to my clothes. “I swear to the mother fucking Goddess, if you don’t get your ass downstairs and start explaining shit, gamma.” The rawness of Damon’s alpha rage knocks into me at full force, and it’s like a cinder block is sitting on my chest. Oxygen is hard to find, as his aura makes t