MITCH CHESTERSHE WAS PREGNANT; he could not believe it. His Anna was pregnant. She had a baby Lycan in her womb. The first hybrid between Lycan and Werewolf. His brain took a longer time to process everything. He sat up and looked at her, trying to figure out what she was thinking. This was a good thing, wasn't it? He asked himself. She didn't look so pleased. She kept her eyes averted.Mitch placed a hand on her stomach; she looked up at him in surprise. "The baby... our baby... are you sure?" He asked softly.She shook her head. "I didn't want to tell you until I was sure," she said. "But I could not hold it in anymore. I don't know what is wrong with me.""Shhh," Mitch silenced her. "There is nothing wrong with you.""The pregnancy hormones should not be this strong," she said. "And it's even too early for anything now.""You forget that you are not carrying just a werewolf," Mitch said. "Lycan pregnancy is much different."Anna groaned."I will call my mother," Mitch said. "There
“HOW IS THE job I gave you?” Vladimir asked as Vorenus walked into the room. “huh?” vorenus asked dumbly. “Bartholomew, get me a drink, will you?”“of course, sir,” the butler said, bowing. “blood or…”“just get me a fucking scotch,” Vorenus muttered. “in fact, don’t bother.” In a flash, he was at the bar, grabbing a drink from the refrigerator. Bartholomew bowed and walked out.“you should give the man a break,” Vladimir chuckled. “he is only human after all.”“And you should change him,” Vorenus said, wiping a smudge of frink that ran down the side of his mouth. “make him a sire. It would save you from a lot of incompetence, and you wouldn’t have to change butlers after another 80 years because he would live as long as us.” Vorenus placed the bottle on the glass counter, watching the glass stain with cold water running down the sides of the bottle.“I don’t want to spoil a perfectly good thing,” Vladimir said and Vorenus scoffed. “humans are far from perfect,” Vorenus muttered.“Ma
VORENUS TOOK HIS time outside the border of the pack, he allowed himself to be pushed aside as the fledglings bustled past him. He shook his head sadly at the dumb fucks. They thought that Vladimir loved them. They had no idea that he was only just using them for his own gain. He heard the loud warning howl coming from the pack. They were only just realizing that they were under attack. What sort of pack was this? Vorenus wondered as he crossed the border. No patrol guards circling the border, if there had been, surely they would have seen the multitude of vampires gathering at their borders and alerted their alpha and organized their warriors. What sort of pack was this? Vorenus asked himself again. The killings had begun. He could hear the whining and angry growls of wolves as they tried to put up a fight against the horde of agitated vampires. The werewolves never stood a chance. Vorenus walked into the main pack, where most of the fighting was taking place. Some houses were on f
MITCH CHESTERMITCH SPENT THE rest of the day sour and angry as he sulked while waiting for Lorna and Enrique to come back from their travels with more information. He paced the whole palace multiple times to ease his anxiety, even Draco knew better than to disturb or try to interact with him. He stood at the window on the highest tower and watched the sunset, going lower than the mountain peak and drowning the kingdom in darkness and there was still no word or information from Lorna or his brutish uncle. “Mitch?” Anna pushed the door tentatively and walked in. “Mitch… what are you doing up here?” she asked, coming closer to stand behind him. His mind was so far away that he did not hear her come in, or even know that she was with him until she hugged his waist from behind. He was startled and turned, “Anna… What are you doing up here?” He inadvertently asked the same question she had asked him. “I asked you the same thing,” she said. “What are you doing here? You didn’t even joi
MITCH CHESTER HE HAD A small smile on his face as he went down the stairs and headed for his office where Draco was with Lorna and Enrique. Finally, he was going to get some – “Mitch Chester, you slimy - you left me with the children at a very critical time!” Anna’s voice boomed into his head.“duty called, darling,” Mitch answered sweetly’“duty called!” she scoffed. He could only just imagine her face getting red with anger. “you, sir, will be sleeping in the guest room until further notice!”“oh, baby…”“do not ‘baby’ me, Mitchell!” she snarled. “I hope your duty keeps you warm at night!” she said before breaking off the mind link.“Anna… Anna…” Mitch tried to contact her back, but it didn’t go through. “nice job,” his beast muttered. “she blocked us.” Mitch mentally rubbed his temples as he pushed open the door and entered his office.Lorna was seated on a couch, legs crossed and her arms resting on her knees elegantly. His uncle, Enrique – her ever-alert bodyguard stood behind t
ANNA KYLIN CHESTERI STARED AT the children. All their wide eyes were focused on me now that my all-so-loving mate had left at such a critical time. "Is it true, mum?" Aiden asked again. His eyes flickered suspiciously to my stomach. "Paige told us her mum told her."I sighed and looked at the frail girl. She bowed her here fearfully, awaiting reprimanding. I sat down on the floor, managing to cross my legs with some difficulty. My bones were getting stiff. "We are not as young as we thought," My wolf whispered into my head.I grunted as I made myself slightly comfortable. Addison folded herself down very easily by my side. "Would you want a younger brother - or sister?" I asked Aiden.He looked away and shrugged. "I don't know what it will feel like. I dunno.""I want one," Addison chirped, leaning into my leg and stretching my inner thighs. "I want a sister." She said.I sighed and rubbed her hair. "I don't know yet," I told them. "I did not want to mention it until I was very sure
ANNA KYLIN CHESTER I WAS SHOCKED but not entirely surprised that Lorna immediately knew of my pregnancy. After all, she had told me of Aiden when nobody else knew 7 Years ago.But I still had to ask, "How.... did you know?"She chuckled and waved it aside. "Please," She said. "Any witch would. The baby has a very strong spirit. It is barely even developed, and yet, I can feel its aura coming off you in waves."A baby with a strong spirit. Was that a good thing for me? I wondered, remembering my last pregnancy. Giving birth to Aiden and Addison had almost cost me my life because they were too strong.Lorna must have sensed my trepidation because she said, "7 years ago when you came here, pregnant, you were a lone wolf, cut from every tie to your pack, carrying two pups of alpha blood. Of course, it would be hard." Her thumbs rubbed the back of my palms comfortingly. "But now, you are a Luna. A strong one... and even though this baby is... " she paused for a second. "... unusual. It is
MITCH CHESTERMITCH AND DRACO were bent over, each looking at their respective screens intently. Dracoe yawned and leaned back, rubbing his eyes. “We have been searching for hours. No, scratch that. We have been searching for two days now... What if the vampire doesn’t want to be found?”“A little more optimism would be welcome here, Draco,” Mitch muttered.Draco sighed and stood up. He went to the minibar to retrieve a drink, but cursed under his breath when he opened the door. “We are out of drinks.” He called, turning around and seeing the piles of empty alcohol bottles at Mitch's feet. “You are going to destroy your liver.”Mitch chuckled.Draco went back to his seat and resumed his work. They had been trying to find Vorenus for two days since Lorna arrived. Draco was looking through all the street cameras and trying to match them with a picture of Vorenus if any result would come back; so far, there was no luck. Mitch was looking through police reports of missing persons, trying