I'm back! What do you think of Reagan's reception and the Kieran's pack?
KieranSamson told me Guardians were strong, but this woman has my entire pack on their knees. No, not my entire pack. Not one omega is on their knees. And when she turned that anger on me, I felt the same need to drop to my knees. It was only Samson’s strength that kept us on our feet.‘She’s magnificent,’ Samson purrs in my head.‘Why are the omegas immune to her aura?’‘They aren’t. She’s ...’ he tilts his head in my mind. ‘She’s directing it around them.’‘How?’‘She’s a Guardian,' he says as if this explains everything.“Perhaps if you had interrupted your little tryst with this woman when the gate guard tried to contact you, you would have known that your Alpha had returned with his mate,” Reagan says, growling at Markus before turning to me.“If I were you, Alpha, I would have a serious conversation with your Beta about his obvious lack of leadership.”Without waiting for a response, she turns back to the pack.“As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, I am Alpha Reagan.
ReaganMeadow and I remain quiet as we climb the stairs. I can feel the weight of Kieran’s stare as we go. When we reach the Alpha floor, Tessa stops. Meadow and I do as well.“What’s wrong?” I ask her.“I’m not allowed on this floor,” she says, looking at me.“Says who?” Meadow asks.She shrugs. “Everyone.”“Who is allowed up here?” I ask.“The cleaning omegas and warriors, I guess,” she says.I look at Meadow over Tessa’s head. Those warriors better not try anything stupid now that I’m here.“Well, I’m Alpha Kieran’s mate and I say you’re allowed,” I tell her, holding out my hand. She looks from me to Meadow, who nods encouragingly, then takes my hand.“Do you know which room belongs to Alpha Kieran?” I can smell it, but I want to know how much the pack knows about him in general.“That one, I think. But I’m not sure,” she says, pointing to the first door on the left. I step to the door and open it wondering if anyone has been in here since Kieran left. The room smells freshly cleane
KieranShe’s going to leave me and I don’t blame her.‘We’re not letting her leave. She’s our mate. She’s MINE!’ Samson growls.‘Yeah. Who’s going to stop her? You? She’ll hate us when she finds out what we’ve done,’ I tell him.He gets quiet, knowing I’m right. Hell, I hate me knowing what I’ve done.‘Maybe she won’t come by tonight and we can figure out what we’re going to tell her,’ Samson says.Doubtful. She had food and I know she wants me to eat. The thought of food makes me feel sick. I was nauseous the moment Markus said it was me that was hurting my omegas.She doesn’t wait for me to answer the door when she knocks, she just walks in. But I can’t look at her. I just know she’s going to leave me. At least if I’d had a bit more time, maybe I could have figured something out, but now? She’ll be gone by morning, and I’ll be dead in days.“What’s going on, Kieran?” she asks in that no-nonsense way that she has.There’s no way for me to lie, no hiding the truth of what I did, so I t
ReaganWhen I got back to my room, Meadow was waiting for me and Tessa was sound asleep in the bed. Her hair was still wet from her shower, but it looked like Meadow braided it for her and added some ribbons that she must have produced with her magic.“How is she?”“Nervous, but once I got her settled, she crashed. She’s exhausted and I’m going to guess that all of the omegas are. How did it go with your mate?”“His Beta tried to blame him for the marks on the omegas,” I growl softly.“You don’t think he did it?”“Did she seem scared of him to you?” I ask, indicating Tessa.“Just the opposite. She seemed happy that he’d found you,” Meadow says.“That was the same feeling I got from the omegas downstairs. I don’t believe for a minute that Elias mistreats them, so that leaves the Beta.”“What are you going to do?” she asks, leaning against the desk.“I don’t think he’s working alone,” I begin.“Agreed.”“So, we need to figure out who else is team Markus and weed them out by the roots jus
ReaganAs I walk up, all conversation stops and everyone turns to stare at me. I ignore them and walk to the front of the group. Kieran’s eyes go black when he sees me, his eyes taking in my body.“What the fuck are you wearing?”“Sparring clothes,” I say, pulling my hair up into a ponytail before wrapping it tightly around and tucking it in, making it harder for someone to grab my hair while sparring.“Now, I thought it would be good for your pack to get a little demonstration of what it means that I’m a Guardian. Everyone seems a bit confused by that. Is this everyone?” I ask, looking around. “Hello, Gamma Elias,” I say when I see him.“Good morning, Luna.”“I want to talk to you afterward.”“Sure thing.”“What did you have in mind, Reagan?” Kieran asks me.“I’m so glad you asked,” I say, finding the warriors who were intimidating the omegas last night.“Camila, Aaron, you, and you,” I say. “Sorry, I didn’t get your names last night.”“Olivia, Luna,” the woman says.“And I’m Nathan,
Kieran“I’m only going to be in your bed if you get a new mattress,” Reagan says, as I stand and help her to her feet.“What’s wrong with my mattress?” I ask her.She gives me a look. It's that sexy, arrogant look she has when her eyebrow goes up.“Fine. New mattress coming up.”“But Tessa stays on our floor for now. At least until I feel comfortable with your pack.”“You want to tell me what that was about?” I ask, still shocked at how fucking amazing my mate was. Six on one, although Silas, to his credit, didn’t attack her when the others were or when her back was turned like Markus did.“I was making a point. The four I called out first were in the kitchen intimidating the omegas last night. The omegas are officially under my protection, and I wanted your pack to know exactly what that means.”I pull her to a stop and look at her. Just look at her. She’s fucking gorgeous, but beneath that is a fierce, protective, powerful, loving, and caring woman who just happens to taste like ever
ReaganAfter watching Kieran walk to his office, Meadow led me to the omegas’ quarters. She’s right, sparse if a generous word for what they have here, but not for long.“Have the omegas quarters always been like this?” I ask Tessa.She shrugs. “They used to be better before Alpha went ... well, you know. But now, it’s been a while since he and Alpha Samson were healthy.”I reach my hand up to knock, feeling Meadow’s magic as I do. I turn and look at her, raising an eyebrow. She nods once, letting me know she did something. I’ll have to find out what it is later.I knock and when I hear Corinna’s soft reply to come in, we all enter.“Oh, Luna, I ...” she stops when she sees Meadow.“I heard you were trying to work today and the answer is no, Corinna. You may not work until the doctor clears you to. I’ll speak to ... is your doctor a woman or a man?” I ask.“Dr. Wallace is a male doctor, Luna. But I can work. I know the other omegas need my help. I don’t want to get in trouble for not p
Kieran‘Can you tell where she is?’ I ask Samson. I don’t like being away from Reagan.‘Alayla is touring our pack lands.’‘You can feel her?’“Not as much as I want to, but yes.’After changing all the passwords for my financial institutions, I ordered a new mattress and put it on rush order. It will be here tonight. I also ordered new sheets and a comforter. If Reagan wants a bed that no one but she and I have touched, then that’s what she’ll have.As I finish ordering, Elias knocks on the door.“Come in,” I tell him.“You wanted to see me, Alpha.”“Yes. I want you to take over ordering of supplies for the omegas,” I say, looking at the financials as he comes over. When he doesn’t answer, I look up at him. “What?”“Isn’t that what Beta Markus does?”“I don’t like the way Beta Markus is handling things, so I’m giving it to you. Do you have a problem with that?”“No, Alpha.”“I’m also taking the kitchens back under me. Do you have a problem with that?” I ask him, folding my hands and g
ReaganI look down at the amulet that is glowing on my chest. I lift it up to see it better.“Well, I guess that works,” I say, smiling at my friend. I hold the amulet while I put the drink back down. The light dies away.When I pick it up again, it lights up. I lift the drink to my nose and sniff it. There’s the faintest hint of something metallic.“Reagan put it down,” Kieran, or more accurately Samson, growls.“What is it?” one of the warriors at the table asks. The entire room has gone quiet, watching because of Meadow’s outburst.I stand, holding up my glass.“Who brought this to the table?” I ask, looking around.“I ... I ... I did,” Tessa says, stuttering.“Did you pour it for me?” I ask her.“I did. I got all of your drinks. Is something wrong with it? I can get you a new one?” she says, looking terrified.I can feel the fury rolling off of Kieran. I pick up his glass and sniff it as well. Metallic.“Don’t drink that,” I say to him. “You probably shouldn’t either,” I say to Me
KieranMy heart feels light, lighter than I remember it feeling in eons. Reagan intends to accept me. It’s just a matter of time.‘Thank the goddess for that,’ Samson murmurs in my head.‘Yeah, don’t do anything stupid and screw it up,’ I tell him.‘Hey, she liked my purring.’‘You didn’t even know you were doing it,’ I say, rolling my eyes at him.‘I was having fantastic dreams about me and Alayla running together, playing together, and ...’‘Stop! I don’t want to hear about anything that you and Alayla do in your dreams,’ I tell him.I spend the day going through more things that have been going on while I was going feral. I’m looking back on every decision that Markus made to double-check that his decisions were correct. Some make sense, others not so much.Before I know it, it’s time for afternoon warrior training. I’ve just stepped out of my office when I run into Meadow and Reagan.“Hello beautiful,” I say to my mate, leaning down to press a kiss to her soft, warm lips.She smil
ReaganMarkus presses his lips tightly together but keeps his mouth shut, so I turn back to the group.“They’re exceptionally fast,” Elias says.I turn and look at Asmodeus, nodding. In an instant, he’s behind Elias with his hand around his throat.“Exceptionally fast, doesn’t even begin to describe how fast they are. They move faster than you can see. Stay there,” I tell Asmodeus when he starts to release Elias.“However we, as werewolves, are stronger than they are. Once you can see them, you have to take them down quickly. Gamma Elias, what would you do if you were caught in this position in a battle?” I ask him.“First instinct would be to whip him over my shoulder and get him off my neck.”“Do it,” I tell him.He does, but the minute Asmodeus hits the ground, he’s back up with his hand around Elias’ throat again.“Remember that speed is not in your favor. When you fight a vampire, you don’t just want to get them off of you. You need to give yourself more than a moment to get the
ReaganI thought it would be uncomfortable sleeping with someone for the first time in my life, but it turns out that I sleep even better with Kieran wrapped around me. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that Samson purrs in his sleep. The sound reverberates through my body making Alayla feel calmer than I ever remember her feeling.‘He’s our mate. He loves us,’ she says. I can feel her own love for him and her acceptance of his forced mark on our neck. She’s forgiven him now that we understand why he did what he did.‘Now we just have to get you on board, my human,’ she says, listening in to my thoughts.I carefully turn my head to look at Kieran’s face. His mouth is pressed against my shoulder as if he was kissing me while I was asleep. His face is relaxed in sleep, the beard and mustache that he keeps trimmed short tickle my skin.‘There’s so much he doesn’t know,’ I tell her.‘So, teach him. The sooner you accept him, the better it will be for the pack,’ she says. I can feel her desire to
AsmodeusI follow my beautiful mate to her bedroom. I hope she doesn’t kick me out. If she falls asleep, I'll be able to stay and watch her sleep. It may sound boring but when you’ve lived over one hundred years and you don’t sleep, finding something interesting to do at night that doesn’t involve feeding on humans is a luxury. And something tells me that my mate’s face will be just as animated in her sleep as it is when she’s awake.Her hair is just auburn enough that I bet it shines with golden strands in the sunlight. I feel a deep sadness that I’ll probably never see that color in her hair. Vampires like me don’t walk in the daylight.“Sit wherever you want,” she says, crossing her ankles and bending her legs as she moves to sit on the floor. Faster than she can see, I move underneath her, smiling when she yips as she sits in my lap.“Asy! What are you doing?”“Sitting where I want. And where I want to sit is where you’re sitting.”“That’s puts you awfully close to my neck. I haven
KieranI hate it that everyone outside of my pack seems to know more about my mate than I do. Now that I’m feeling a bit stronger and a bit more focused, it’s not only time for me to get this pack back under control, it’s time for me to figure out what I don’t know about Guardians, the fae, vampires, hell, pretty much every faction that isn’t a werewolf.“What do you want to know?” Reagan asks me.“Everything I guess. What did Prince Arrogance mean about you not being able to leave me?” I ask her.While the thought of her never leaving me made something deep inside me settle, there’s something off about the way he said it.Reagan sighs. “I’ve never had to explain what I am before. Everyone in our part of the country already knows.”She sits on the couch, pulling her legs up underneath her. Because I want to be close to her and because it seems like she’s feeling a bit vulnerable, I sit on the floor at her feet, using the couch as an arm rest and leaning my head against my hand as I loo
ReaganWell, the prince has good instincts, I’ll give him that.“You don’t even know me,” Markus growls at him.“What part of ‘he’s my guest’ was unclear to you, Markus?” Samson snarls, pushing forward.If it were just about anyone else, I’d try to calm Samson, but Markus is overstepping and while I don’t know what was said in the mind link, I do know that Samson was growling about it while Kieran was talking. If I had to guess, I’d say that Markus was questioning Kieran’s decisions.“You’re going to let him call me deceitful? In my own packhouse?” Markus asks, outraged.I can feel the anger rolling off of Kieran. He doesn’t answer, he just tilts his head to the side as Markus glares at him.“I don’t want him anywhere near you, Beloved,” Asmodeus says to Meadow.“Beloved?” Markus says, sneering at Meadow as if she’s some sort of disgusting creature.“You’ll want to wipe that look off your face before Alayla does it for you, Beta Markus. I promise she won’t be gentle,” I say.“Oh please
Kieran“You really invited a vampire and his ... what the fuck are those two guys?”“Guards?” Reagan asks as if it’s a question, looking me as if I’m missing the point.“You invited three vampires to stay on our pack lands?” I ask.“You agreed.”“I agreed because you asked me to, but do you really think this is a good idea?” I ask watching as the vampire prince smirks at Meadow.“I’m sorry. Aren’t you the Alpha of this pack? I thought the Alpha made the decisions in his pack. If it’s not you, should I go ask Beta Markus?” she asks.I turn my focus to her, Samson growling at her comment. She swats his nose again.“I told you, Samson. Don’t you dare growl at me. If you want me to treat you like the Alpha of this pack, then start acting like it. Someone is trying to undermine you and take over your pack. You seem willing to roll over and allow that to happen. I know you’re not one hundred percent yet, but you’re better than you were. So, get your shit together, start taking control of thi
MeadowMy stomach clenches as Reagan releases her grip on the vampire’s throat. Did he just call me mate? No fucking way!“I am not your mate,” I say,“Oh, but you are, my sweet little witch,” he says, his eyes looking over my invisible barrier as his hands trace the edges as if looking for a weakness. It's the only thing that is now keeping him from sinking those fangs of his into me.“Come near me with those fangs and Reagan won’t be your biggest concern,” I say, magic lighting up on my fingertips.“Is this your idea of foreplay? It’s working for me. And when I sink my fangs into your body, you will experience pleasure like nothing you’ve ever experienced before,” he says. His voice feels like a purr that rolls over my body, making every nerve-ending stand up and take notice. And not just notice but crave for more.“Yeah, I’m not big on sharp, pointy things getting jammed into my body,” I say.His grey-blue eyes focus on me and his head tilts to the side. His smile promises delicious