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Zoe’s words from our argument just keep playing over and over in my head, even several days later. “I’m tired of your shit!” “Fucking leave! But I’m staying!” “Please don’t hurt our mate!” It’s like she’s choosing him over me. She didn’t come home that night, staying with her family in their visitor cabin. When she did come home, it was strained between us. It’s not like we’ve never had an argument. We’ve been friends for our whole lives. Of course we’ve been in fights. But this is our first fight as mates. And it’s the first fight that we didn’t fix within a day of having it. I got a whole lot more vulnerable in that coffee shop than I meant to. A whole lot more vulnerable than I really realized I was feeling. I mean, I get that I’m not necessarily being all that rational about the whole being mated to Tomas thing, I completely get that. I’ve just never felt like this before. Like I might not measure up to someone else. Like I might not be good enough. I me
Normally, I’m not part of the supernatural council meetings. Granted I’m now an alpha and will soon find out if I’m the healer or the strength of my brother and my demi-god blood, but I’m still just a soldier in the Elite 10. So when Ma and Pop sent a mindlink out to the whole Elite 10 that there would be a council meeting, I didn’t think anything of it. Especially since Pop said that it was going to start at eight on a Saturday morning. Fuck that shit. I’m sleeping in, wrapped in my mate’s arms. Jacob and I have been coping with not having JoJo with us. It’s been hard, especially since she has blocked any way for us to communicate with her: phone, mindlink, email, smoke signal. All go unanswered. We’re hoping that eventually we’ll be able to see her in person again. I know that right now, she’s off in Canada, doing the wolf thing. It’s really frustrating that she’s categorically refusing to talk to us. I mean, I’ve done nothing but want to have both of my mates in
I haven’t been to the Goddess Realm recently because of having taking over as a beta in the Moon Goddess pack. Although I’ve been gradually taking over the job for the last two years, having it all on my shoulders has been a lot. My mates and I have also been splitting our time between Arcadia and the Artemis Territory since Jared is also a beta of the pack. And although the pack spans the entire country, the alphas, betas, gammas, and deltas of the pack have our specific territories to care for. The people and the land are things that we have to care for. If we aren’t there to understand their day to day needs, we aren’t doing anyone any good. That’s going to be something that we’ll have to figure out soon. Will we be eventually settling in Arcadia or in Artemis? Jared, Summer, and I were actually talking about that last night before bed, trying to figure the best way for us to decide. I had walked into the supernatural council meeting somewhat sick about the decision, n
“I can’t fucking believe that we’re doing this. We’re inviting this fucker into our home and near Nyx on purpose?” Zak growls as he sets the table. “Look, I’m not any happier than you are to do this,” I say, putting the lasagna in the oven and setting the timer. “But they are mates, ordained by the goddess. And she has refused to let that bond go away.” I turn around to look at Zak and Brandon over his shoulder. “We’ve got to do our best to put our anger aside and be here for Nyx. For whatever she wants. Whatever she needs.” Brandon nods in agreement, still not happy. But he gets it. This is what our daughter needs at the moment. But Zak is still pissed. “Why would the goddess put Nyx with someone who can’t appreciate her?” One of the triplets starts to whimper and all of our attention goes towards the other room. “I’ll take care of them,” Brandon says. “You two talk this out.” “Thanks, baby,” I say to him. “I love you.” He smiles at me, the look lighting up
You ever have your life flash before your eyes? I’ve been in so many battles, fought so many different kinds of supernatural creatures and I’ve never been as scared as I am when Zak levels me with his glare. Doesn’t help at all when I see identical glares from Brandon and Kayla. And I did this. It’s all my fault. I’ve screwed this up and fucked myself good and proper. But I can’t do anything but give them my truth. I close my eyes briefly and take a really quick breath before I look at them, allowing all of my feelings shine through. “You shouldn’t. I’ve given none of you any reason to trust me and I don’t expect it.” I lean forward, giving eye contact to each of the wolves in front of me. I don’t mean it as any type of challenge. I just need them to see the sincerity in my eyes. “But I’ll do whatever I can to make you trust me.” Kayla snorts and turns away. I can see that she is livid and is barely holding back the venom that she wants to spit out at me. Zak’s
The way that his lips brush my fingers is the sexiest thing that I have ever experienced in my life. Granted, I don’t have a ton of experience with men. Obviously. But, by the Crone’s knife, I want to feel those lips over every part of my skin. I can’t stop my eyes from following his lips as he pulls back, his tongue flicking out to wipe the crumbs away. “I’ll be right back,” I say, hopping up from the table. “Bathroom.” I don’t wait for him to respond, I just go. Because I know that he would scent it. Really quickly. My arousal. It’s something that wolves can apparently scent easily. Especially the arousal of their mate. And I felt that I had been doing a damn good job not letting him see how much this was affecting me. How being this close to him was making me want him. But this would be a dead giveaway. I make it to the bathroom as fast as I can, thanking Hecate that I realized what was happening before it got noticeable. Once in the stall, I dig into my
I’m still on a high from the impromptu makeout session with Zoe. Goddess, I can’t tell you how many girls I’ve been with. I really am the fuck boy that my mates accused me of being. But it’s because I didn’t want to lose my heart to some she-wolf and then her not be my mate. I’ve seen that before with school friends and other wolves from my pack. It gets messy. And with being a warrior, someone who was constantly in life or death situations, a little stress relief was definitely needed. But I’ve never gotten so turned on or experienced anything as erotic as having Zoe Vlk in my arms. Kissing me. Rubbing herself all over me. Touching me. Fuck! I nearly came in my pants. I had wanted to touch her. Wanted to at least get her off, but we were in public and I didn’t want to let anyone else see her losing herself in pleasure. No one but Kaia. Shit, Kaia. I haven’t seen her since that day. She won’t respond to my mindlink and I know that she and Zoe have been having i
“Come on, Kaia. He’s our mate. And I like him. He’s a good guy and I want to keep getting to know him. I think that you should give him a chance.” I’m trying really hard to keep my cool, to remain patient with my extremely stubborn mate. It’s not easy. Especially since she now feels like Tomas is stealing me away from her. She might be good at keeping him out of her head, but it’s a lot harder to keep me out, especially since we’re marked and mated. I can feel what she feels. I know what she’s thinking. We share two thirds of the same soul between the two of us. And I want us to get the final third of our soul. Kaia is turned completely away from me, staring at the window outside. Her scent of bitter orange and lavender fills my nose, driving me crazy. It’s only been two days, barely 48 hours since she left the coffee shop in a snit. But it feels like an eternity since I’ve spoken to her or held her in my arms. My first true love. My mate. I need her just as much