“Beta Sergi, I owe you an apology. I believe I was rude to you the other day when you tried to speak to me.”I watch Sergi glance at me, then smile at Ayda. “You’ve had a lot going on, Luna. I’m sure I overwhelmed you. There’s no apology necessary. How are you today?”“I’m very good, thank you, Beta
AydaI was so thankful when Dimitri asked the women to stop peppering me with questions. It’s already hard for me to be okay with talking to them. I’m so conditioned to not talk to anyone but the omegas and pups. But they were asking me lots of questions about myself and I'm not sure how much I shou
“I love you too, Cathal. I love you so much,” I say, wrapping my arms around him and holding him. “Do you want to know something?” I ask him.He pulls away and nods. “I lost a pup, a son. I miss him all the time. Maybe my pup and your mom are together and they brought us together so that you could h
“What time is it?” I ask.“Dinner time,” I hear Dimitri say from behind me. How does he always sneak up on me? I turn and see him leaning against the doorframe, just like he did yesterday when he came to find us. He’s so handsome, so effortlessly elegant in the way he moves.I smile, wondering if we
DimitriDid my son just call Ayda mom? And she not only didn’t seem surprised, she seemed pleased. I don’t say anything, as it’s obvious that the two of them want to keep this between themselves, but…I couldn’t be more thrilled. My son thinks of my mate as his mother and she obviously sees my son as
Her eyes are wide and excited and I watch her as she slowly moves so that her hips are hovering over my face.“Put your hands on the headboard. You can sit up. That way it’ll be easier for you to watch me.”She does as I say and then slowly lowers her dripping pussy lips to my face. I flick my tongu
AydaThe only person that has ever showed me love my entire life was my mother, until now. Now, suddenly, I have a mate who has shown me what it really means to be loved and his son, who openly loves me.I waited until Dimitri was asleep last night to tell him that I love him. I’ve never said those
“It means mom,” he asks, mouthing ‘mom’.“Yes. And this,” I say, closing my fingers before extending my thumb, pointer finger, and pinky, “means I love you.”“Like this?” Cathal asks, then makes sign, looking at my hand and making his match it.“Just like that,” I say.Then, in true Cathal fashion,