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Mallory’s POV “Mom!” I called out as I walked in the front door. “Mallory? Oh, Mallory!” She wailed, flinging herself down the stairs and into my arms. “I’m so-” “Enough apologizing, mom.” I interrupted her, not wanting to hear it again. The time for apologies was over. Now was the time for answers. “At least you’re still calling me mom. You don’t have to, you know. I would understand if you didn’t want to.” “Well, someone pointed out to me that everything you did, whether I like it or not, was done to protect me. And that’s what parents do. I have no memory of my birth mother or my father for that matter. But I remember you. Every ouchie you kissed, every tear you dried, every night you sat up with me after one of my nightmares. If those things don’t make you a mother, I don’t know what does.” “Oh sweetheart, I love you so much.” She professed between sniffles. laying her head on my shoulder as we sat with our arms around each. “I know, mom. I never doubted your lo
Clay’s POV “Tell me!” I barked the order when Mallory admitted she’d been touched before. Irrational anger swept through me at knowing someone had taken what belonged to me, her first rush of pleasure when two thick fingers slipped inside her. I knew it was hypocritical of me to have expected her to be totally unclaimed, having had my share of women before her. But fuck, it ate me up inside and I felt Cary struggling with the same jealousy. “Who touched you, Mallory?” Cary demanded, his shoulders heaving with every labored breath as he fought to contain his beast. “N-, Nathan.” Mal stuttered his name. “But only once. The day I told him I kissed you.” “Of course he did!” Cary ground out angrily. “You’d think he’d be angry but instead, after a year of dating, he finally decided to pleasure you.” “He was angry though. He-, he spanked me first.” She admitted. Blinding, white-hot fury coursed through my veins, burning me alive and turning my vision red. I wanted to be the one to tur
Colton’s POV “Fuuuck!” I roared, the sound echoing off the walls of my office. I couldn’t stop seeing the hurt and humiliation on Mallory’s face when I refused to acknowledge our bond and it gutted me. I hated myself for hurting her, a sentiment my wolf did not hesitate to share. “You hurt mate, asshole!” Kai charged. “Find her and fix it!” “You think I don’t want that?” I laid into him. “You think I don’t want her with every breath I take, every beat of my heart? She’s all I want! Even before the mate bond! But it’s not that fucking simple. I made promises!” I fucking ached for her. It took everything I had not to pull her into my arms, sink my teeth into her neck and make her mine right there in the woods. I would have fallen at her feet and begged if I had to, if that’s what it took to make her accept me. But I couldn’t do any of those things because I already belonged to someone else. I loved Darcy. She was a wonderful girl and so easy to love. But I was beginning to
Cary’s POV I couldn’t sleep. Sleeping next to one’s mate was supposed to bring the deepest, most relaxing night’s sleep imaginable. From the one night I’d spent in Mallory’s bed, I knew this to be true, and we didn’t even have the mate bond between us at the time. But not tonight. Not for me. Clay, on the other hand, had no such problem. The bastard slept with a satisfied grin on his face the entire night. Mallory laid across his chest, making an adorable purring sound as she slept peacefully. Anytime she made even the slightest shift, Clay’s arms unconsciously tightened around her, fearing her escape even in his sleep. When we’d come to Mal’s room last night, we had no plan in mind other than to be there for whatever she needed after the difficult conversation with her mom. If she had come in and collapsed into a puddle of tears, either or both of us would have been content to just hold her and whisper comforting words in her ear. But when she walked in the door and her eyes lo
Colton’ POV The second my brothers entered my office, my wolf was on high alert. They reeked of our mate and it ruffled his fur that they’d been with her and he’d been left out. Even more so when he detected the distinct smell of sex. That had my hackles up too. “Go take a shower. You stink!” I snarled at them. “Jealous, Colton?” Cary jabbed at me, the little shit. “We don’t stink! We smell like our mate. It’s every wolf’s desire to carry their mate’s scent.” Clay countered offensively. “At least every sane wolf.” Cary muttered under his breath, though I had no doubt he meant for me to hear it. “Is that why you’re here? To torment me and my wolf for ignoring our mate? Because if it is, you shouldn’t have bothered. My wolf is doing enough of that for both of you.” I admitted. “Of course Kai wants his mate, Colton. A mate is a gift from the Moon Goddess herself. Your soul-mate, you perfect match. How could you turn your back on that?" Clay challenged. “We saw you last ni
Aloha from Hawaii to all my lovely reader! Firstly, I want to thank you all so much for your dedication to this book! Your reviews. comments, and gems warm my heart! Many of you have been asking for more frequent updates and I love that you are because that tells me you are enjoying the story. Please know I am doing my best to strike a balance between updating this book as well as A Cruel Fate, the last in my Celtic Wolf Triology that is ongoing as well. It is a little farther along and once it is completed, I will be able to work solely on this story. In the meantime, I will do my best to update more frequently or post more than one chapter when possible. From today, I will try to update daily as opposed to every other day, though it may only be one chapter a day. There will continue to be no updates on Sundays as that is the one day I set aside for family time. Thank you so much for reading! Much love, Cara
Mallory’s POV My hands trembled nervously at my sides as I neared the front door of the Winter Woods Packhouse. Maybe Nathan wouldn’t even be home. I hadn’t called to say I was coming, not wanting him to ask questions I was woefully unprepared to answer. So I was about to show up unannounced and drop a bomb in his lap. For the entire drive, my mind had been consumed with how to tell him the triplets were my fated mates. I practiced the speech over and over again, changing tactics from one imaginary scenario to another. Option one: “Nathan, I have some important news to share. My name is Mallory Brooks, not Edwards. I’m the rightful Alpha of the Hazelwood pack. Oh and BTdubs, I have a wolf now and I’m mated to the triplets.” “That won’t work.” My wolf chimed in. “He’ll smell me as soon as we arrive. I’ll be the first thing he asks about.” “Right. Damn it!” I huffed, answering her aloud. “It’s not that complicated. Just walk in, tell him you shifted, you’re mated, end of story.
Mallory’s POV Nathan took my keys and slid into the driver’s seat of my car, insisting on driving me home after my hysterical tirade. I’d been ready to march into Blood Claw territory and confront Alpha Quade with nothing more than my wolf and my warrior training for protection. Something he only just managed to convince me would be a suicide mission. After ranting and raving while pacing Nathan’s office for over an hour, I was drained, if no less impassioned. I wanted to go home, speak to Alpha Carl, determine what could be done to free my parents’ pack from the oppression they were suffering under that tyrant. But given my emotional state, Nathan hadn’t trusted me to get there safely on my own. Mikhail followed behind us in Nathan’s SUV. Not only would he need a ride home, but Nathan thought he might be of help planning strategy if I was determined to take back Hazelwood. Winter Woods was a smaller pack with little to offer in the way of warriors or resources, but he and Mikhai
Hello Lovely Readers! Once again I want to thank you all for supoorting my work! I hope you enjoyed reading Resisting The Alpha Triplets and Her Heartroken Alpha as much as I did writing them. I may not have time to respond to every comment and review, but I read them all and take every word to heart. So if you have time, please let me know what you though, either in the review or comments section. I would appreciate it so much! As for what comes next, I will be working on The Legends of Glass Lake Series which will focus on the next generation of the Glass Lake as well as their friends and allies' children from the Celtic Wolf Series. Book one is still untitled but will focus on Mason Cross and Elena Stone as well as introducing new character. I hope to begin publishing the first few chapters in early January and hope you'll join me for the ride. Much love, Cara
Charlie’s POV 20 Years Later “Oh little lamb,” Nathan cooed, pulling me into lap. “Do you want to talk about it?” He’d found me pouring over a photo album filled with pictures of Levi when he was little. I was sobbing hysterically and even his strong arms holding me tight didn’t help to stem the tears. I couldn’t believe my first born was already a man. And he was leaving us. “It’s not forever, love. He’ll be home before you know it. Maybe he’ll find her in the first pack territory he stops in and bring her straight back home!” He was trying to be uplifting but the reminder that my baby was old enough to find a mate just made me cry all the harder. At twenty years old, neither Levi nor his best friends, Parker and Carson Collins, had found their mates. At eighteen, none of them had been too fussed about it. Now two years later, Nathan and the Black Moon Alphas were all ready to retire but their heirs preferred to be mated before taking over their packs. So all three boys were
4 Months Later Julia’s POV “Just be glad you aren’t having three.” Mallory said as I groaned while trying to lower my heavily pregnant self into the nearest chair. “I was literally the size of a house by the end. My guys had to carry me everywhere. Even to the bathroom!” The shuddering grimace she made had me laughing until it strained the muscles in my belly and my chuckle ended as more of a grunt. Before I could blink, Nathan was there, rubbing my tummy in soothing circles and tucking a pillow behind my lower back. He was my ever-present shadow. I couldn’t so much as clear my throat without him clucking over me like a mother hen. “Looks like you aren’t faring much better.” Mallory observed. “I can’t even waddle to the bathroom in the middle of the night without him leaping out of bed and trying to rush me to the hospital.” I confirmed. Mallory just nodded, shooting me a knowing look. She shooed Nathan away, promising to call him if I needed anything and I was grateful. I
Nathan’s POV “Will you stop pacing?” Charlie complained as I wore a path through Dr. Mahon’s office. As soon as I’d gotten the message he wanted to see us, I’d bundled her up and stuffed her into the car, her protesting the whole way. She had wanted to wait a day to recover from her heat before leaving the comfort of our room but I’d insisted we come right away. If we were going to get bad news, I wanted to get ahead of it as soon as possible. “Sorry if I’m making you anxious, lamb. But where the hell is he? For someone who’s been calling us for days, demanding we see him ASAP, he’s taking his sweet damn time!” I’d meant to apologize but ended up growling instead. “Well since you insisted on showing up without even calling first, I’m guessing he’s with another patient. Don’t you think they deserve the same time and attention you’d want him to give me?” She chided. Duly chastised, I sank into the chair next to her and slipped my hand into hers, lacing our fingers together. A
Charlie’s POV The second Nathan bit me, the sparks between us intensified. It felt like fireworks shooting off all over my skin, leaving an intense pleasure behind that sent me hurtling over the edge of a cliff. I’d never felt such pure, perfect bliss. I heard myself scream as my orgasm rocked through me but it was only a vague awareness. Hearing was too much effort when all I wanted to do was feel. My pussy contracted around Nathan’s deliciously thick cock, tighter than it ever had. His hot cum splashed my walls, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through me with every spurt. My toes curled and my spine tingled but more than the physical pleasure, my heart soared, Because I could feel Nathan’s joy at claiming me deep in my bones. We belonged to each other forever and he was euphoric! I never knew it was possible for someone to love me that way, with a love that was pure, and true, and unshakable. But along with his elation were equal parts guilt and remorse. It would take some
Nathan’s POV Charlie’s heat was rising again. I could see it in the beautiful flush of her skin and the way she was starting to squirm. Every impulse drove me to reach out and touch her. But I wouldn’t. Not yet. This decision was too important to taint with heat-induced desire. “You want to mark me?” She was staring at me like I’d just asked her to volunteer as tribute in the Hunger Games. It destroyed me to see how terrified she was of tying herself to me but I couldn’t blame her. After the vile things I said to her, she couldn’t possibly trust my intentions. I could see the fear warring with raw carnal desire in her eyes and knew I only had moments to convince her to take a leap of faith with me before her heat took away any possibility of rational consent. “Please tell me I haven’t lost you, Charlie!” My voice was raspy, a heavy plea in my tone. “I know I accused you of lying, but you were only doing what life had forced you to do, protecting yourself because you’d never b
Charlie’s POV “Charlie, please calm down, lamb.” Nathan reached for me but I took a step back. “Stop calling me that! Where am I and why are you here?” I demanded. “Please come sit down. I’ll explain everything.” His tone was imploring and his eyes held so much pain, like it physically hurt him to watch me panic. “I don’t want-, aaagh!” a stomach cramp hit me so hard I cried out and buckled over, then a gush of slick ran down my legs. I looked up at Nathan, horrified. He was already at my side, lifting me in his arms and carrying me back to bed. I wanted to scream at him to put me down but his warmth was already seeping into my bones and the pain seemed to ease the longer he held me close. I almost whined when he set me on the bed, his body heat ebbing away. “Let me help you, love.” He said, climbing into the bed behind me and pulling my back tight to his chest. I was still wearing the scandalous dress Brad had given me for the party but someone had put a shirt over it.
Nathan’s POV Rage simmered in my veins as I held my lifeless mate in my arms. I clenched my jaw against the roar threatening to escape. I felt ripped in two between the urge to keep Charlie close while battling the need to go back to the party and rip that fucker’s head from his shoulders. “She’s breathing, right? Tell me she’s breathing!” Darcy whimpered next to me. “She is but it’s shallow. Her heartbeat is steady, though.” I assured her. “What’s happening in there, we can’t let that stand, Alpha!” Braden’s growl was a vicious promise of retribution. “I’ve already called the Black Moon Alphas. They’re assembling a team as we speak.” I told him. “My only regret is that I won’t be there to see it when they burn, but getting Charlie to safety is my priority right now.” “Can she make it home or do we need to detour?” He asked, his voice thick with concern. I knew he was struggling to hold it together. Knowing what was done to your mate and seeing the truth of it firsthand w
Charlie’s POV “Mine!” Nathan roared, storming over to me and the man who’d essentially paid for my company for the night, and not even with money but promises, because that’s how little I was worth. I had no idea what he was doing here but I knew it was his wolf’s instinct that drove him to claim me, not the man himself. He was done with me. He’d made that perfectly clear. Still, it hurt to see his handsome face so near and not be able to touch him so I turned away. “Do you know this man?” Hugh dug his fingers into my thigh in anger at the interruption and I bit back a wince. As far as he was concerned, he owned me. Anyone claiming otherwise was a threat to his percieved importance and he couldn’t allow that without repurcussions. Not to mention he’d deluded himself into thinking the other men were actually interested in the ridiculous jokes he was telling and he wasn’t the type to easily give up the attention. “No. Not any more.” I answered timidly. “I thought I did but I was w