Osric’s POV“Eric, what is the situation?” I growl when I catch the scents of the soldiers waiting outside our castle walls. I can't help feeling angry that they're surrounding my home and town filled with innocent wolves, lycans, and humans. I adjust the sword on my belt and feel for my dagger, making sure I have everything I need to defend myself and my people if the need arises.“They’re demanding the surrender of our queen, they arrived several hours before you did. I’ve met with their general and explained to him that neither you, nor our people, will ever allow them to take our queen and that she is not what Dagon has claimed her to be.” Gamma Eric, the leader of my warriors within the castle grounds, greets me in the great hall.“Queen Raven will not be taken by the humans; every warrior will defend her until their dying breath. Not only is she our queen, she is the Goddess of Death and carrying pups, future princes or princesses. I will not surrender her to any outside power,”
Osric's POVI stand in front of Raven and place my hand over her navel, to remind her what we are protecting, before I speak, “Please Raven, try to calm down, give General Olsen a moment to gather all the facts, and to make a decision that doesn’t lead to war.” I do my best to soothe my mate hoping she will listen.“Queen Raven, your King is correct. My soldier reacted out of fear and as you can see, he is being escorted away from here to face disciplinary action for nearly starting an incident against orders,” General Olsen speaks, gaining Raven’s attention, then motions to two soldiers restraining the man who fired before escorting him away.“I am not sure how you forced my men to disarm, but it is clear my government has been deceived, and I need to gain more intel to know how to advise my leaders,” General Olsen confesses, Raven’s gaze softens as her rage slowly dies down.“Do you really believe what you said, that you wish to know more? Are you open minded, and do you wish to kee
Osric's POV“I apologize if I offend you with this question, but I must ask, why does Dagon say you’re such a threat to everyone?” Ingvar questions towards the end of our meal. Raven pauses with the twins in her arms, now she has finished eating her specially prepared rabbit.“Shifters have two spirits, their human spirit and the spirit of the animal they shift into. Lycan spirits are reincarnations of past human hosts, or lycan spirits. Werewolves are very similar; the only difference is their DNA is mixed with human DNA. Somewhere along the line they lost the ability to shift into their lycan form, the stereo typical upright beast you see in movies, but far more beautiful," I explain before pausing, trying to think of how to describe where Dagon fits in our history."Dagon was stripped of his lycan. His lycan was named Odin, and was very gifted with magic, and had more power than most. Dagon wants that power back, so he is working hard to find Odin again. He believes because Raven i
Maturity Warning: SexRaven’s POV“Did they go down easy?” Embry asks after following his scent and finding him in the office, after getting Gunnar and Roan to sleep. My brow furrows seeing him dressed down in only pajama pants, standing at the edge of the desk looking over a few papers.“They did, what are you doing in here? Come on let’s go to our room so you can help me get out of this,” I groan, trying to unbuckle the side of my armor, despite not being able to reach.“I’m just checking out our new home and making sure we have nothing pressing to attend to. Come here, I’ll help you, you’re not meant to reach that,” Embry chuckles with a shake of the head. I look up at his beautifully freckled face gazing down at me, butterflies start building in my stomach from the way he looks at me.“I know, I just want it off so I can move around better and relax. Does it feel like home?” I hold my arms up and Embry places his hands on my waist then moves them to the buckles that are holding th
Maturity Warning: Sex MMF Opening my eyes, I giggle when I meet Osric’s heated gaze as he stands by my head with his cock straining in his pants. “Hi,” I say before shrieking when Embry grabs my hips flipping me over. His deep chuckle fills the room when he bends me over the desk and fists my hair forcing me to arch my back. “Relax Moh Rós Dubh, Osric is going to listen to all of your pretty sounds while watching me fuck you until you can no longer scream,” Embry growls playfully. I whine in anticipation when he nips my mark and yanks my hair harder. I move my hips, back grinding myself against his hard cock coating him in my juices as he slips through my wet lips. I let out a guttural moan and grip the edge of the desk when Embry thrusts deep inside me, the sound is rich when his hips slap against my ass. “Fuck,” Osric groans, I look up to be greeted by his playful smirk as he rests back in the high-backed office chair adjusting himself in his pants. I lick my lips hungry for his
Jonathan’s POV “Ok we found where he’s keeping them, now what?” Jyrki asks, we both stay low behind some fallen logs as we keep our distance from, what looks like, an abandoned mansion. The only signifier that it isn't abandoned is it’s heavily guarded by Dagon’s men. “We find a way in,” I answer, my jaw clenches and I do my best to block the feelings I’m getting from my mates. “Oh, the blessing of having multiple mates,” Jyrki teases, I growl feeling embarrassed I’ve had to hide my erection for the last 20 minutes. “You have no idea. Phoenix, I need you to stay here with Jyrki while I find a way inside and to get Liliana and Freya out,” I watch a familiar man walk out of a side door. The fool carefully sneaks out for a smoke while scrolling on his mobile phone. “Isn’t that the elder Osric banished from Blood Moon?” I look over at Jyrki, he and Phoenix both look up over the edge of the logs and nod in unison. “He was mean to Mumma Raben and his daughter kicked me,” Phoenix answers
Jonathan's POV "Shh, I'm ok. You fucking got me good, what did you hit me with?" I look around the room for the object that hit me. "Fuck, I'm so sorry, it was a metal bucket." "What the hell are you doing here, he will use you to get to Raven?" Liliana frantically places her hands over the bleeding wounds on my abdomen. I gasp feeling Liliana's hands warming as my skin begins to close; I can feel the individual fibers of my muscles stitching themselves together. "To keep Raven from coming after you herself, you're incredible you know," I look around the room to see Freya curled up in the corner of the bed. Watching Freya, my eyes widen in shock as I take in the scars that litter her nearly naked body. "When Raven said he was torturing her, I didn't imagine this. What did he use?" Lifting myself off the floor, it only takes a couple of quick strides before I'm sitting at the edge of the bed. Freya scrambles back to the corner and pulls the thin blanket tighter around her body as she
Osric's POV "Alpha Oswic you're hewe! You habe to go, Da Jon needs you!" Phoenix yells at me when I finally find them. They are waiting on the edge of a forest near what appears to be an abandoned mansion. "What's going on Phoenix?" I look back at Alpha Benjamin and Luna Ares who are leading our warriors through the forest. Phoenix looks around with a scared desperate expression, her eyes glow bright orange as she screams at me, "Now, Go!" She doesn’t have to tell me again as I run through the tall grass towards the mansion. My heart races seeing tall flames eating away at the building with people fleeing the destruction. 'We have to move faster Bane!' I push myself harder feeling a sharp sudden pain in the back of my right shoulder. 'We are ending Dagon today!' Bane snarls, pushing forward he lends me his strength, feeling another painful hit to the back of our ribs. Hearing a loud howl followed by the response of our warriors, I look back searching for the source. The corner of m
Raven's POV 17 years later "Rhys, Draig, it is great to see you, I'm glad you came when I sent word," I greet Rhys and his father at our front gate. "I came as soon as I got word of what happened to Roan, how the hell did something like this happen under your nose?" Rhys demands in a deep threatening tone. "Rhys," Draig hisses at his son's lack of respect. "No, it's quite alright Draig, he is her mate and I would rather see him protective of my daughter than not care at all. My mates and I wondered the same thing; Jonathan tore apart the young man's mind, then killed him after finding he raped her to shame her for being a better warrior. He was hoping to break her, thinking she was a threat to his position among the guard. He got Roan alone when she was expected to be out riding," I explain while leading our way through the stone corridors towards our chambers where Roans quarters are. "Who was meant to be with her?" Rhys growls when we reach the stairs that lead to our chambers. "
Osric's POV Once Raven is face to face with Dagon, I slam my sword into the ground creating a barrier around them keeping everyone out, and more importantly, them in. "No, you have no choice but to face your past," Bane forces his way forward and speaks through me. It has been a very long time we have waited to watch Dagon face his proper punishment. "Once Dagon is gone, there will be no more fighting, if you wish to continue to threaten our world be prepared to live in a dark cell for the rest of your short life before you are executed! This war has been going on for far too long, and it ends now!" Liliana calls out above everyone, who slowly stops fighting to watch Raven and Dagon, to see how this battle will truly end. "Lower your weapons if you wish to survive past this battle! Now!" Ryder orders, stepping up behind his mate. "Lace your hands together behind your heads and kneel for my people to take you in," Ingvar adds, before motioning for his soldiers to cuff those who surre
Raven's POV "Ready?" Osric asks, once he has tightened the last buckle on my new, black dragon scaled, armor that Draig brought me as a gift. "I think so, this armor is incredibly light and flexible," I mention while twisting and turning to test how comfortable I am in it. "Good, it's been spelled to move with your body, to shrink and stretch with your shift. Lycan form, wolf form or human, you will stay in your armor it'll adjust to your body; Draig recruited mine and Phoenix's help," Osric confesses, I turn to face him and wrap my arms around his uncovered torso that shows of his beautiful tribal tattoos. "You are incredible," I whisper before standing on my tip toes and kissing him. "Is everyone ready?" I watch Embry walk in as he adjusts his kilt while tucking in his white tunic. "Yes, Eya and Bjorn have the little ones in the safe room, where Thane, and an entire company of guards will be stationed to protect them," Jonathan answers, adjusting his cuff links when he appears beh
Ryder's POV The vampires were easy to convince to host the summit, once they realized Liliana and I were fair to their people. They quickly learned that we wanted to lead them with respect and kindness and in return gave us the same respect. Yeah, there were a few rebellious types but we dealt with them when the time came. Ulric and Gregor agreed to share the position as my second in command and have helped me navigate being king. Without them I would have floundered finding my footing, but once I earned the respect of the kingdom things came naturally. Learning that Freya didn't plan to rule with the same iron fist and fear as her father helped, it gave voices back to those who had kept silent for centuries. Shortly after getting our kingdom in order, I recruited Ares and Phoenix's help to find the hybrids and their leaders. We found small pockets of hybrids among packs, covens, in rogue communities and among humans. They were afraid when found but eventually came around, thanks to
Maturity Warning: Sex, BLBenjamin's POVHelping King Osric has been an honor, and for the most part, easy. The lycans and werewolves are happy to follow their kings' and queen's position on fighting Dagon. King Silas, king of the rogues, was the hardest to find and convince out of all the wolves. I don't blame him either, he's watching over many of our people who have been born outside packs, and aren’t welcome because of prejudice.In all honesty, the witches have been the hardest to convince, even with Helena and Phoenix helping smooth the way. It was only when Osric joined us, revealing Odin, that the leaders of the covens began to trust us. Phoenix enjoyed being around the witches and made friends with everyone she met.Nine months later; July 15th, the day before the summit."Daddy, wake up!" I hear yelled as I roll over in bed, hearing Ares still snoring beside me. "Papa! Make Daddy get up, we need to go to breakfast, the witches are coming!" Phoenix climbs onto our bed and beg
Ingvar's POVNine months I was given to gather the support of the human realm and that is the time it took to convince my government that the lycans, werewolves, vampires, dragons, witches and hybrids were real, and not a threat.In the beginning, my leaders thought it was a joke. I was bounced around from superior to superior to plead my case, it took me bringing in King Draig, Alpha Benjamin, his pup Phoenix and Lord Gregor to meet the Finnish Prime Minister and President with me, for them to finally believe the reality of our situation.Once I was able to properly plead my case, not only did I get the full support of my nation, but all surrounding nations who were aware of Dagon’s broadcast. During their own investigations of the supernatural species, they discovered many were peaceful and few were aggressive. Other nations were already aware of supernatural species and live in peace with them. They were thrilled to help garner permanent peace and end the threat many of them were w
Draig's POV Trying to gather the clans together to fight Dagon, has been a monumental task to say the least. The dragons aren't afraid of him, but they should be, they didn't see the magic his followers wielded or the control he has over them. Honestly, I'm not sure I would have believed it if I hadn’t seen it firsthand, I still can't believe the smug look on his face when he faced Osric. It didn't matter how I explained the danger to each clan, they still had a hard time believing me. It wasn't until I captured one of his sycophants, with the help of Alpha Benjamin and Ingvar, that they finally believed the power Dagon possessed and took the treat seriously. Even with proof, my people were still reluctant to participate in the summit, they thought we should stick to our own but eventually gave in, sending people form each clan to the summit with a reserve of warriors. The plan Ingvar suggested to Kings Osric, Embry, Jonathan and Ryder was for the dragons to be on the outside, trap
Liliana's POVWalking out onto the landing at the top of the stairs that lead to the courtyard, with Anarchy nestled in my arms, I can hear cheering. Peering out I see warriors surrounding the center mat where I see Ryder duck under a woman's foot when she tries striking him with a round house kick."Look, Daddy's showing his warriors what kind of man he is," I speak proudly. Pulling Anarchy higher up, I face her towards the training grounds and let her back and head rest against my chest and shoulder. "And he is doing well." Freya walks up behind me with Aiden in her arms as Alana stands behind on her other side."Watch how they both move, she's very well trained," I comment, pointing out how graceful both Ryder and this woman’s moves are; it's like watching a dance. "Rayna has been trained by Gregor since she was a girl, she's the only woman here who is properly trained, she can beat any man here except Gregor, Ulric and Christian," Alana explains, as I continue to watch Ryder shift
Ryder's POV "Gregor, I had planned to talk to you later but now seems like a perfect time. I plan to overhaul the training program, I want to open training to women, children and everyone without a title, everyone will train. I also wish to break down daily training, mornings will be for children as the first part of the school day, afternoons will be introductory training for women and those who have had no access to training, evenings will be for intermediate adults, and there will be a second group in the evenings for elite skilled warriors who will now be called Deltas," I explain, Gregor and the trainers who have gathered all nod as they take in the changes. "I will not have anyone in this castle defenseless nor will things be separated by status. Eventually we will be integrating hybrids into the kingdom and we will fight to defend them." I earn disgruntled chatter among some of the warriors at my mention of hybrids. This time I let Christian stand to face me when he speaks ou