Aw, Albert and Logan bonded. Is Pamela under the Order’s control, playing a part on the live feed, or is that just pure Pamela sass?
There was no point in trying to deter Albert or my dad from going down to the cells. I’d told them they could do what they wanted to Kyou. I couldn’t and wouldn’t take that back. It’s not much consolation, but Dad can take his anger out on Kyou. His disappointment and frustration at learning he wouldn’t be able to join the fight was palpable. “What did we miss?” Uncle John asked, pulling a chair out for Sarael. “That no wolves can go.” Aurelia frowned. “What do you mean? Why not?” Uncle John asked. “This…” Silvercloud said, pulling up the 3D model of the building again to display the angelic symbols. “Angel boy there…” He pointed at Isak. “His name is Isak, and he’s centuries older than you. Let’s use his name and not refer to him or any of them as ‘boys.’” I rolled my eyes. “Fine.” Silvercloud held his hands up in surrender. “Isak said these are angelic symbols that create a barrier to keep werewolves out. In this configuration, it would even keep out a quarter breed.” “Interes
Two hours wasn’t enough time to get everything ready to take on the Order. While Hana left with Sarael and Khalid to gather as much hunting gear as they could, the rest of us reviewed the security beyond the alarms the Order had. Some things could have been upgraded or changed quickly since we resigned, but I doubt much changed. It wasn’t easy to strategize without knowing who Malcolm and Harris would bring from the fraternity. Caleb, Mariana, and Agustín arrived twenty minutes after Dani texted them, and we had them filled in on the plans by the time Hana and the others returned with arms full of weapons. Hana and Sarael had both changed to more appropriate battle attire. While Hana was lovely in the sweater dress she’d been wearing when we arrived, it wouldn’t have been suitable for storming the Order. Hana was dressed like a true hunter, and it was hot. Black combat boots that I assumed had hidden blades in the toe and heel, black tactical pants that had hidden pockets to store
Aiming for the cigar instead of his head was a split-second decision. And that split second was a brief recognition of a slightly older and fuller-faced version of Isak. They had the same eyes and general facial features. It took me momentarily off guard to be face-to-face with Isak’s father. I knew from talking to Isak that he had a good relationship with almost all his family. The only exception is the self-made black sheep of the Espensen family, Englebert, or Bert, as Isak called him. Isak was the only one of my mates with whom I had a good family relationship, and I don’t want to destroy that. However, if Jerahmeel stands between us and Pamela, I will choose her. All I could do was hope that Jerahmeel thinks as highly of and loves his son as much as Isak does him. Judging from Harris’ reaction, this was the first time he met his paternal grandfather, and I don’t want to speculate on how that may reflect on Jerahmeel. “Eliezer called me in. He claimed you had gone rogue and was
Jerahmeel being in his office was a surprise. Despite knowing Isak retained a good relationship with his dad, I was still unsure where Jerahmeel’s loyalties would fall. So yeah, I was surprised when he sent all the angels away. It wasn’t exactly him taking our side, but it wasn’t him siding with Scorcha and the other two morons. I’d take the win. I didn’t even care that Jerahmeel looked down on me and Albert. He’s always thought being our friend was the worst decision of Isak’s life. However, if he is going to stir up shit about Hana, I’ll rip his fucking wings off and shove them up his ass. I wasn’t, however, surprised that the remaining demons and vampires on the first floor had no clue there was a human hostage. I didn’t need to know what rubbish my mother and the others fed them. I have an active enough imagination to draw my conclusions. No, that imagination isn’t solely reserved for all the deliciously filthy and erotic things I want to do to Hana. That’s just its current prim
I’d barely gotten my bearings after we teleported to my family’s living room before Dad pulled me away from Aidan and hugged me. I knew he’d be worried. It didn’t matter how skilled or high my marks were in every training I’d undergone. My dad was still my dad and, therefore, would worry about me. Plus, this was the first time I’d truly put my years of training into a live combat situation. So, I was not offended. “I’m okay, Dad,” I assured him. “She might be okay, but I’m not.” Pamela declared as she got out of Malcolm’s arms. “I was ABDUCTED by that scrawny-ass English teacher from the airplane BATHROOM. I get knocked out and wake up in some weird ass basement CHAINED to a chair with a creepy pre-pubescent shithead, a past her prime Wednesday’ lunch rush’ stripper, and some constipated black guy glaring at me and talking about me like I’m not there. I get told to do as I’m told, and so long as my friend shows up, I won’t get hurt further.” Pamela started on a rant. Malcolm opened
“HANA!!” Rose’s squeal woke me seconds before all forty pounds of my little sister landed on me. “HA NA!” CJ yelled as he launched himself onto my bed. I groaned, mindful to keep my blankets over me as my sleepy brain remembered Aidan put me to bed naked. Nudity may be common around a werewolf pack, but my siblings don’t need to see me naked. I should count myself lucky that none of the guys decided to sneak into my bed after we all went to bed. “What the…” Aidan started sitting up, his blonde hair a sexy bedhead mess. “I’m up,” Isak said, sitting up, his head on a swivel and his hair just as messy. “Fuck off….” Albert groaned but didn’t sit up. He only threw his pillow in the general direction of my bed. I chuckled, holding my blanket to my chest as I managed to roll my siblings off me to sit up slightly. Their directions were adorable. And while Albert was the grumpiest, I wouldn’t blame him for it. He’s a vampire. It’s daytime, which means he ought to be asleep. Aidan and Isak
Hana’s bed was certainly more comfortable than the blankets on the floor. Though still not as comfortable as my bed back in New Haven. Overall, comfort doesn’t matter much to me. I just needed a dark place to sleep. And bonus, everything smells like Hana. Her scent all around me made for a peaceful sleep despite the loud morning wakeup from her siblings. I’m sure they’re adorable kinder when I’m not trying to sleep. I woke up to the sound of a shower. Opening one eye, I quickly determined that no one else was in Hana’s bedroom—neither Isak nor Aidan were in sight. I did see a garment bag hanging over the desk chair. Someone, likely Isak, had brought a clean outfit from my luggage at the nest. It is helpful since I don’t want to spend the evening wearing Bloodmoon-branded fitness gear. Sleeping in it was one thing, but going out in public? Yeah, no thanks. I tilted my head toward the attached bathroom, the source of the sound that woke me. She’d been in the shower yesterday when we ca
I’d been super quiet, laying out his garment bag and going into the bathroom to shower. Did I leave the door unlocked intentionally? Yes. I didn’t know if my shower would wake Albert, but I wouldn’t lock him out if it did. And given how things went, I’m glad I left it unlocked. I’ll blame the steam from the shower for why I feel a bit lightheaded. I know it probably is a factor, but I knew it was mostly from Albert leaving me breathless between the way he devoured my mouth and how hard I had just come in the shower. Don’t get me started on how it felt to make him cum. I hadn’t seen any of them naked before and certainly hadn’t touched them there. Sure, Albert’s dick wasn’t as big as Daisuke or most werewolves of alpha bloodlines, but I liked it better. Size was the only thing Daisuke had going for him because he had no idea how to use it. And that’s the end of my comparison to that douchebag. What matters is that I enjoy being in control of Albert’s pleasure. I had to make them all
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I know they say that time flies when you’re having fun. I’ve never really thought about the passage of time and how fast it can go. I’ve always been an in-the-moment kind of guy. However, certain changes in my life have me contemplating that saying—not only considering it but also worrying about it. I don’t want time to fly. It’s been ten years since my life changed forever. It’s hard to imagine a decade of Pam in my life. I won’t say the years flew by, or they went at a snail’s pace. I savored every day I’ve had her in my life. From the day I met her on the rugby pitch to the day, I knew I couldn’t live without her to the day I proposed to her by Iris Pond, to the day we got married in a very intimate ceremony by Iris Pond, to today when our new house in an uproar of decorating for our baby shower party. Yes, you heard that right. A baby shower. That’s why I’m contemplating the passage of time in ways I never had. It still feels like it was just yesterday that I’d gotten on one kne
The further we got from the restaurant and my parents, the more relaxed I became. I am so glad they live far the fuck away from me. I don’t need that kind of pressure and negativity in my life. I wasn’t already super close to my family, to begin with, and now that I have this supernatural secret, it’s even less. Couldn’t they have just been happy for me? I graduated from a prestigious university. I have a well-paying job lined up for me in my field. I have a nice apartment lined up to move into. Best of all, I have a great and supportive boyfriend. These are things any parent should be over the moon about. I’m not the first kid in the family to graduate from college, but I’m the first who didn’t move home for a year or more after graduation to ‘get on my feet.’ “Pam, you know we didn’t need to rush out. I was perfectly prepared and ready to deal with your parents.” Malcolm said. “I know, but you shouldn’t have to. They’re my family, and I’ll handle them.” I shook my head. “That’
It’s been three and a half years since my world turned upside down. Things I thought were myths suddenly became real, and the world, which was already dangerous, became a thousand times worse. Sure, I’ve been in therapy to work through my abduction and this newfound knowledge of the supernatural. I still have sessions with Doctor Westbrook, but rather than weekly, it’s usually just a biannual check-in. Having Hana and especially Malcolm in my life has made dealing with this new reality easier. The guys at DKE were more relaxed around me once Malcolm not only told them we were dating but that I knew the truth. I thanked the ones who came to help save me. As for the ones that betrayed Hana and her stooges, my meddling wasn’t necessary. Malcolm and Harris had kicked all their asses, and when the frat president returned from break, they were formally expelled from the frat. I accepted that I could never tell my family about the supernatural. Not that they’d believe me if I did. However,
It was weird being around so many werewolves. Sure, we have our share of hybrid werewolves in DKE. Hell, Corin, Derek, and Edward are on the rugby team with me. So, I have no issues with wolves. It’s just different being around full-blooded ones. No one was outright rude or anything. I didn’t like all the eyes on me. I felt like they had a lot of questions they wanted to ask but didn’t know if they should ask them. “If no one’s going to ask it, I’m gonna.” One of the wolves spoke up. “Ask who what, Silvercloud?” Aidan asked, folding his arm as he leaned on the wall with me while we waited for Hana and Pam to finish their talk. I recognized the name Silvercloud—not as a person’s name but as a corporation. It was a tech company that I knew well as a mechanical engineering major. I’ve tried to get internships there but have yet to submit a presentation that was up to snuff. “Silvercloud? Like the tech company?” I asked. “Yes and no.” Aidan shrugged. “That…” He nodded his chin toward
“Where was I? Oh right. Albert, well, he’s a vampire. There are some dampires in DKE, meaning the children of a male vampire and a human woman. Dampires have potential powers, but they won’t be unlocked unless they are turned.” She explained. “McHickey is a vampire? Okay, that I can totally believe. No one ever sees him during the day. And I’ve bumped into him, and he’s cold, literally.” I nodded, which made the most sense of everything she’d told me. “How will that work? If you have to share a bed with him, it’ll be like a human-sized ice cube under the covers. Is his dick cold too?” Hana pinched the bridge of her nose. “I… wouldn’t know. I haven’t done anything like that with any of them.” “Fine, but after you do, you need to tell me. I’m curious.” I chuckled. “I’m willing to accept that these things are real. But how does that all add up to what happened to me?” “So Isak, Aidan, and Albert used to be part of the Order of the Jade Seal. The child vampire, Azer, and the African an
Waking up in a strange bed in a strange place was weird. I at least had Malcolm with me. If I kept my eyes closed, I could pretend we were still at Yale in his frat dorm room. That was normal. That made sense. No getting kidnapped off an airplane by a teacher. No being held prisoner by three crazy people. No fearing for my life. No seeing my new bestie shoot three people in the head. No washing brain chunks out of my hair. And no crazy conspiracy theories flooding my mind to try and explain it all away. Of course, I couldn’t stay in bed and pretend it was all just some nightmare. I’m Pamela Grace Batista. I’ve got a reputation to uphold. So, I put on my brave face. I tried to be upbeat. After finding Hana, I focused more on all the eye candy her hometown had to offer. Though not even the smorgasbord of chunks or finding out Malcolm had been calling me, his girlfriend could truly erase all the anxiety and trauma I was trying to bury. I was glad Hana didn’t plan for us to have brea
After I’d walked Pam to my room, I returned to the kitchen with my frat brothers. For those that were innocent, I understood and would apologize to them later. All this is blindsiding them. For those that are the rats, those fuckers should’ve seen this coming. Our frat motto is Kerothen Philoi Aei, which means Friends from the Heart, Forever. You don’t betray your friends. “You get all their phones?” I asked. “Right here. No one’s going to alert the enemy.” Harris nodded, holding up a grocery bag full of phones. “Why did you have Harris take our phones?” Sal asked. “And what is he talking about ‘enemy’?” Tomaso demanded. If either of them is involved in this, I don’t know how I’ll handle it. They are more than my frat brothers; they are my teammates. Also, if they are involved in this, I don’t know how I’d explain to Coach and the rest of the team why they’re at best on the injured list next semester or, at worst, dead. I didn’t want to think of that possibility, but I knew I had
After texting Hana, I took the initiative. Just call me Santa Pam. I played McFingers like a damn fiddle bringing up Dai-suk-it. He and his friends were already making their plans. I couldn’t hear what they said in that room, but I could imagine. The look on Aidan’s face was priceless when I told him Hana’s lackluster fling was sniffing around. I’ve never seen someone move as fast as he did to return to his room. I checked my flight status on my phone as I entered the frat’s kitchen. I knew there wouldn’t be many guys here over break, but there were close to twenty guys in the kitchen, and they all went silent when I walked in. I arched my eyebrow as everyone turned to look at me. “Um. Hi. Did I interrupt some super-secret frat meeting?” I joked. “Yes.” “No.” “This is bullshit.” “What’s she doing here?” “Get out.” “Are we done here?” It was a cacophony of different answers. Some contradicted each other, and others were just rude. Like fuck you very much. Who the fuck i