A bit shorter today. I've had limited time to write with family in town but wanted to give you something. Should be back to normal on Monday. Thank you for reading!
A few hours earlier Clay’s POV Cary and I were buzzing with excitement. Not only were we going to be fathers but we were going to have triplets! My little wolf was carrying three little wolves. “No wonder she’s been so sick.” Cary observed. “Growing three pups has to be a lot for her body to handle.” “We’re going to have to make sure she takes it easy, gets plenty of rest and always has healthy food on hand.” I was already making a shopping list in my head. “In other words, we’re going to spoil her rotten!” Cary rubbed his palms together excitedly. “Exactly!” I grinned at the idea. A quick tap on the door was followed by Dr. Diaz slipping back into the room. She hadn’t so much as glanced at Cary or addressed him as anything other than Mallory’s mate which I appreciated. And Mallory seemed comfortable with her. That was a good sign, “And where is our little mama wolf?” She asked. Immediately my hackles were up and my wolf, Gunner, was standing at attention, demanding we put
Mallory’s POV I was barely awake but already my stomach roiled and heaved. I rolled to my side and emptied its contents onto the floor. Fuck, carrying triplets was already doing a number on my body. I couldn’t help but wonder what I would go through by the end of this pregnancy. I would be as big as a house. I groaned as I pushed myself into a sitting position and tried to pry my eyes open. My eyelids felt so heavy, like they’d been glued shut and I needed toothpicks to hold them apart. I wanted to pull the covers over my head and go back to sleep. But if I did that, Cary or Clay would be left to clean up my mess and that wasn’t fair. It took a minute for the room to come into focus. But when it did, all I could do was blink in confusion. Where was I? And how did I get here? Did we stay at a hotel instead of returning to Black Moon? And where were my mates? The room was opulently appointed, clearly high-end. I knew my mates had money and could easily afford a hotel of this cal
Mallory’s POV “Gentlemen, would you please excuse me and my lovely bride.” Alpha Quade's suave tone didn’t betray even a hint of agitation. “She’s obviously overwrought, tired from her long journey and overwhelmed by all the expectations of her new role.” Some of them men nodded and others just pushed away from the table but all of them left without a word. It was a testament to the level of control their Alpha maintained and the respect he demanded that no one so much as grumbled at being dismissed before their meal. But whether because they were loyal or simply afraid, I couldn’t say. Once the last man had exited, Quade turned all his attention to me. His eyes burned into me like twin flames, his anger palpable. His large hand circled my upper arm and yanked me down into my chair, Then he leaned over me, his hot breath making my skin crawl as it blew across my ear. “That was your one and only free pass, my Luna!” He emphasized the title, ensuring I knew my place. “Next time you
Colton’s POV “Colton!” I jolted awake to the sound of someone calling my name. I could have sworn that someone was Mallory but there was no one there. The room was dark and quiet. I pushed up from the couch and padded down the hall to the room my brothers shared with our mate. I peered in the door but they weren’t there. Retracing my steps. I made my way to the opposite end of the hall where the office was situated. The light was on and the door was cracked but when I stepped inside, I found them both asleep, their heads resting on the map they’d been studying last night. Each of us felt guilty sleeping, knowing Mallory was in danger and needed us. But I was still recovering from being shot, my wolf barely awake for minutes at a time after healing me. And even healthy, strong Alpha wolves like my brothers needed sleep to be at the top of their game. Something we all needed to be for Mallory’s sake. “Colton?” Clay stirred awake just as I was backing out of the office and he
Cary’s POV Despite our agreement that we all needed rest, none of us went back to sleep. Colton was curled up in our bed, the sheets tucked under his nose so he could cling to Mallory’s scent like a lifeline. Clay was probably in the office, analyzing every known detail of Alpha Quade’s territory. And I was sitting on the floor in the back of our closet with one of Mallory’s shirts pressed to my face. Which of us was the most pathetic was a toss up. At least Clay was doing something but that had always been his coping mechanism. He was as close to losing his shit as the rest of us. If we didn’t get our mate back soon, the famous Black Moon Alpha Triplets would be nothing more than three feral wolves, incapable of leading a pack. Incapable of anything without our Luna. I couldn’t feel my bond with Mallory and it was the absolute worst feeling in the world. I assumed the others couldn’t either but I hadn’t asked. Talking about it would make it real. I just couldn’t face that. Not yet.
Mallory’s POV A wanton moan escaped my lips as Cary’s hard body pressed against my back, his hands cupping my breasts and his thumbs brushing over my hard, aching nipples. Clay had one leg between mine, letting me grind my soaked pussy against his muscular thigh while he plundered my mouth in a scorching kiss. Colton ran his fingers through my hair and when Clay and I broke for air, his thick veiny cock was bobbing in my face, waiting to slip between my lips. Clay’s thigh was drenched with my juices, the hairs on his leg coiled into wet little curls. Sliding a hand between us, he found my throbbing nub and stroked it in neat concentric circles with just the right pressure to have my hips rocking into him, seeking more. I hummed my pleasure around Colton’s cock, earning an approving snarl from him. Cary’s massive erection glided easily between my ass cheeks, the copious pre-cum he was producing acting as the perfect lubricant. All three of my mates worked together in perfect harmo
Nathan’s POV We were standing in front of the Hazelwood packhouse, right in the middle of the territory. We had waltzed right in like we owned the place, absolutely no resistance to speak of. Wolves patrolled the borders and guards stood sentry at the entry points, just as expected based on our intel. But as soon as they’d seen us coming with our warriors in battle formation, they’d fallen back without a fight. “What the fuck was that?” Colton growled, as confused by the lack of defense as the rest of us. “Something sure as hell isn’t right.” Cary chimed in. “What Alpha leaves his territory undefended and refuses to show himself when his authority is challenged?” “One that isn’t here.” Clay answered his rhetorical question. “I doubt he’s been here since he had Mallory taken. Fuck! We’re stupid!” “Not stupid,” Colton argued. “We just had no other options. We’ll find something here that will lead us to him. We have to!” “The warriors are scouring every inch of the place.” I adde
Mallory’s POV Alpha Quade’s parting words came back to me, a warning or a threat to stay put. Fuck that! My wolf was awake now and almost feral with the need to protect her pups. There was no way she would let me sit here waiting for our would-be rapist to return, even if I wanted to. Which I did not! Trusting that my wolf strength would be enough to get me through the door, I approached it stealthily. I could only assume there were guards outside, ready to haul me back from my escape attempt. It would be great if I could catch them off guard, but I lacked faith in that improbability. I tested the lock, giving the knob a twist. To my surprise, it opened with a soft click. Quade must have forgotten to lock it in his haste to go “handle” my mates. I eased the door open a crack and sniffed the air. His faint scent remained but I didn’t smell any guards so I risked sticking my neck out, literally. Finding the hallway abandoned, I slipped outside. I crept along silently, trying ever