I hope you enjoyed this bonus holiday chapter. Thank you for being on Emlyn and Richie's journey with me. I hope you enjoyed it.
Hello everyone, Thank you for being on this journey with me. Emlyn and Richie's story wrote itself in my head and while it wasn't meant to be the first of the next generation books, it pushed it's way forward. I know this book went through some emotional roller coasters, so thank you for sticking with it. Because it was the first in the series, I gave glimpses and hints of the other stories that I'm planning to write. Lily and Aolis's story is next up. I'm going to take a break for the rest of the year, but early January, be on the look out for Enchanting the Prince. I know some of you mentioned wanting to see more of Lily's strength when Emlyn was in Araphrya, but my focus wasn't on Lily. You'll see plenty of her strength in her book and since we'll be in Araphrya, we'll get to see all sorts of fun, magical creatures. In addition to Lily and Aolis, I have a plan to write Xander and Maeve's story, Leana's story, and Cayd's story. I'm debating on Malin, Quinn and Riley. I may do a gr
It’s the day of my Alpha ceremony. My father, Liam Holstin, couldn’t wait to pass the Alpha title over to me. He’s been training me to take over our pack, the Shadow Falls pack, since I was a child. Unlike him, I’ve had my parents to help raise and guide me. I’m ready to take over the pack. And, unlike many Alphas that don’t want to give up the power and control that comes with being an Alpha, my father couldn’t wait to spend all his time with his mate, my mother, Angel.My parents are disgustingly happy. I may be the oldest, but I have six brothers and sisters ranging in ages from 6 months younger than me to three years younger. Four of us are only two years apart if that gives you any idea of how much my father enjoys my mother. The thought of my parents together still makes my stomach churn. I've walked in on them in a compromising position way too many times.My parents plan to take my three youngest sisters with them to the house that they built for their retirement, but my broth
“Mom! You know I don’t like wearing dresses. Richie doesn’t care if I’m wearing a dress.” I say to my mother. This argument is one that we’ve had countless times. My sister, Riley, is the girlie girl. Give me a t-shirt, a pair of jeans and boots any day of the week. “Emlyn Grace! This is Richard’s Alpha ceremony, and you will dress the part of not only an allied pack member supporting the transition of power, but the Alpha female and Guardian that you are.” I grab the dress that my mother is holding out for me and stomp down the hallway back to my room. “If I was really an Alpha female and Guardian, I could wear whatever I wanted to wear.” I say under my breath as I get to my room. My brother is just coming out of his room, and he winks at me. Emerson is a great older brother. He never tries to make me into something I’m not and accepts me for who I am. I wish he was a little bit more relaxed and laid back, but he takes his future role as our next Alpha very seriously. He’ll be grea
As I walk into the after party, I’m surrounded by people who want to get close to the new Alpha. This isn’t new. It’s been this way most of my life. My brothers are I are constantly surrounded by she-wolves that want our attention or want in our beds. And then, there are the guys that want to be close to or friendly with Alpha males.When I walk further into the room, Finley, my wolf sits up. ‘What’s up, Fin?’‘I don’t know.”“Something dangerous?’ It’s not uncommon for packs to be attacked during Alpha ceremonies or the night of the celebration in an attempt to weaken the pack by taking out the new Alpha on the night of their oath.‘No, not dangerous.”‘Well, let me know when you figure it out.’ I tell him, refocusing on the party.The party starts out as a full pack celebration with food, drinks, and dancing for pack members of all ages. As the night goes on, people begin to leave and only the young wolves are left. As the new Alpha, I wasn’t drinking, taking the time to speak to th
I have no idea what’s gotten into Richie. It’s not like he’s never given me attention. I’ve spent my life surrounded by Alphas and Guardians, but this is different. This feels…intimate. And I swear when he pushed me against the wall, it felt like he had a hard on. I’ve not actually ever felt one before, but I know what it is. I’ve seen them. When your best friends are guys, you see and know a lot that you wouldn’t necessarily know as a sheltered woman. So, he either had a large, steel pipe in his pants, or he was excited.Was he excited by me? Was seeing me in a dress really that arousing? Or was he aroused by someone else and I’m here? No, that can’t be it. Richie would never do that. First, he knows my father would kill him, alliance or no. And then, he has to know that his brothers and Cohen and Clint would never forgive him either. So, this is something else.He leads me into his room, closing the door behind us. “Did you want a drink?” He asks me, heading to the bar.“I probably
My mate is so responsive, I feel like I’m about to blow my load in my pants. She’s so compliant, so submissive to me. It’s making me so fucking hard. I lean in and take one of her perfect breasts into my mouth, swirling my tongue around her hardened nipple. I love how her body responds to me. I can only imagine how much more she will respond once she feels the mate bond. I suck on her nipple until I begin to hear her whimper, then I switch to the other side. I take my hand and pluck her still-wet nipple before sliding my hand down to her stomach to the heat between her thighs. It was a surprise to see her in a thong. The strapless bra was expected with the dress, but the thong? And to hear that she likes to look sexy? Fuck, I’m a goner. I run my fingers over the outside of her thong, sliding my fingers between her thighs. Her thong is drenched. Perfect. I want to taste her. Time to see how submissive she will be for me. I give her nipple a final flick with my tongue before standing
My senses are on overload. Richie is strumming my body like it’s his instrument and he’s a maestro. I’m dizzy and overwhelmed with everything. I don’t know why Richie’s dominance is such a turn on. Maybe, because as a Guardian, I’m supposed to always be in control. When he slides into me, I feel the burning sensation between my thighs. Even though it’s painful, when he asks me if I’m ready, I know I am. If there was anyone I wanted to give my virginity to, other than my mate, it would be Richie. I’ve had a crush on him for years. As soon as he thrusts into me, my body tenses with the pain and my throat closes, making it hard to breathe and impossible to speak. He begins kissing my cheek, the corner of my mouth and down my neck. “Relax.” He purrs in my ear. “Give it a minute. I won’t move until you’re ready.” Thankfully, I have advanced healing as part of my Guardian genes so it doesn’t take long before the pain subsides and the feeling of Richie inside me begins to make me want to
She said yes. Fin and I are on cloud nine. And while I really wanted to seal the deal by taking her again, I knew she needed a break. I pushed her in ways I know she’s never been pushed. And she responded just like I always hoped my mate would. Even though we went to bed very late, I wake her up early. I want to take her again before she has to leave for the day, and I have to get back to the reality of being an Alpha. I wake her up slowly, feasting on her delicious peach taste before burying myself inside her. Then I pull her into the shower with me and I take her again. I realize that I need to add some other shower gel and shampoo to my shower for the days when I can sneak Emlyn into my room for a night. She already spends nearly half her time here. We had set up a schedule where the Guardians would train in all the packs, helping the warriors to get stronger and become better fighters. As I think about it, this week will be Emlyn’s week to train here. Perfect! Thankfully, betwee
Hello everyone, Thank you for being on this journey with me. Emlyn and Richie's story wrote itself in my head and while it wasn't meant to be the first of the next generation books, it pushed it's way forward. I know this book went through some emotional roller coasters, so thank you for sticking with it. Because it was the first in the series, I gave glimpses and hints of the other stories that I'm planning to write. Lily and Aolis's story is next up. I'm going to take a break for the rest of the year, but early January, be on the look out for Enchanting the Prince. I know some of you mentioned wanting to see more of Lily's strength when Emlyn was in Araphrya, but my focus wasn't on Lily. You'll see plenty of her strength in her book and since we'll be in Araphrya, we'll get to see all sorts of fun, magical creatures. In addition to Lily and Aolis, I have a plan to write Xander and Maeve's story, Leana's story, and Cayd's story. I'm debating on Malin, Quinn and Riley. I may do a gr
“Momma, why are we going into the city?” My son asks me. “We’re going to see Uncle Xander, Aunt Maeve, Uncle Cayd and Aunt Madelyn. The humans decorate the city this time of year with pretty lights, and they have a park where you can play in the snow, they have hot chocolate and they give away candy canes.” I tell Leander. “But you can’t say anything about being an Alpha or a werewolf son. This is a human city, they don’t know about us and we want to keep it that way.” Richie adds. “Why Daddy?” Briella asks him. I look at him. It’s a lot to explain to a two-year-old. “Well, pumpkin, humans can’t do a lot of the things that werewolves can and they get jealous.” “Like what?” Leander asks. “They don’t have wolf spirits and because they don’t, they can’t shift, which means they can’t hear or smell or see like we do.” “That’s terrible. What a boring life.” Leander says. “We think so.” Richie tells them, laughing. “Oh, and they’re not as strong as us, so be careful if you end of pla
Two years later “Daddddeeeeeeee.” I watch as my daughter races past me arms extended to her father, her sandy blond curls bouncing around her face as she runs. From the moment she was born, she was a daddy’s girl. Richie reaches down and scoops her up. “What is it, pumpkin?” “Lender won’t pway with me.” She hasn’t quite gotten Leander’s name down as she tells her father why she's upset. I turn and watch my three-year-old son walk into the room. He may look like me, but his swagger is all his father’s. I’ve seen him watching Richie and mimicking his walk and he has it down. His arms are swinging out to his side and away from his body, like Richie’s. Unlike his father, Leander doesn’t have the muscle tone to cause his arms to push out the way Richie’s do, so instead it looks like a cute attempt to look like a grownup. “Dad, I can’t play with her, I’m busy doing Alpha stuff.” Alpha stuff? I roll my eyes. My son is three, the only ‘Alpha stuff’ he has to do is stay healthy and grow b
Several months later Life is perfect. My mate is pregnant with our daughter, our son is happy, healthy and very active, and our pack is thriving. While my father is still assisting Xander with the business, he seems to be taking it in stride, along with on-line classes, having a mate and a pre-made made family all at once. While that nasty witch Levana hasn’t bothered the pack again, that doesn’t mean she hasn’t been causing Maeve, and therefore, Xander lots of problems. He knows that if he needs anything, the pack will be there. Leana has taken her place at the council. I think she’s finally accepted her mate. She had to have a long discussion with our mother about it, but not unexpectedly, our mother was understanding and supportive. While we were fighting our battle with the packs, she was busy fighting a war with the vampires. I didn’t realize how far reaching the discontent with the Guardians had become, but in hindsight, it makes sense. All supernatural beings who break our l
I feel so much better. In that moment the she-wolf said ‘mate’, I was terrified. But after Richie spent time calming me, letting me open my presents from him, confirming that we’re mates, I feel better. I feel like I’m ready to celebrate! Richie doesn’t leave my side. We walk around, talking to our family and pack members. Everyone notices the necklace and the watch, and he smiles at me as I tell them all that one was my gift from last year and one was my gift for this year. As we all move into the dining room for the dinner feast that has been prepared for me, Richie walks me to our seats, but rather than sit, he waits for everyone else to take their places. “Family, friends, pack members. Today we celebrate one of the most amazing women I’ve ever had the privilege of meeting. And that’s saying something since we all know our packs are full of Guardians.” Everyone laughs at that. “We’ve all had a rough year, none worse than Emlyn.” He pulls me too him, wrapping his arm around me a
I know Emlyn is nervous about her birthday. I can feel her nearly constant anxiety through our bond. I love always knowing what Emlyn is feeling or if something is wrong. So, I knew this birthday was causing her stress. I also know, she has nothing to worry about. There is no way that history will repeat itself. It can’t. We’re marked and mated. I want her to realize the past is in the past. And unlike last year, I want to finally give her the watch I had made special for her. It’s been in my drawer for a year. And this year, I had a necklace made for her too. I didn’t want a birthday to go by without getting her a special gift. I don’t ever want to miss celebrating these special moments. However, I nearly cancel when she starts getting sick. I was terrified that I had underestimated her level of stress, even with our bond. Once I realize she’s pregnant and the similarities from last year are making her stress even worse, I make a point to push a calming aura to her even more freque
If I’d thought that Richie and I needed time to reconnect, our time on the island was exactly what we needed. We made love, swam, made love, ate, made love, slept. Finley chased Morrigan, Finley caught Morrigan, Morrigan chased Finley and they each marked the other in wolf form, solidifying our overall bond. The weekend was amazing, and I didn’t want it to end, but we both had to get back to the real world. We still have a pack to run. When we get back, Richie schedules an official Luna ceremony, having me take my oath again in front of the pack and having them swear their loyalty to me. It’s not necessary, the pack has already recognized me as his mate and their Luna, but he insisted that we make it official in front of the entire pack. Afterward, we begin to fall into the same pattern we used to have. Richie and I always made a great team. The pack is again running smoothly and before I know it, I’m planning a party for Cayd’s going away. He will be starting college and like Xande
This week has been exhausting. If I thought the funerals for our pack members and those of Safe Haven were difficult, listening to the stories of a great Alpha and Luna was gut wrenching. Listening to everything Alpha Anders did, most of which was before I was born renews my passion and desire to be the best Alpha I can be. I know I can be that man with Emlyn by my side. But in order to do that, my mate needs to wear my mark. As soon as we’re home, I speak to my mother about going away with Emlyn. She is thrilled to be able to watch Leander, grumbling about having to fight Aunt Grace for time with her own grandson. I meet with Jackson, my Beta to ensure he’s prepared to run the pack in my absence. “It looks like Xander is going to remain in the pack, or in the city and continue to take online classes, so if you need anything…” “I have your dad, and both your brothers. Don’t worry, Alpha, I’ve got it covered. After the decimation of one pack, the dismemberment and absorption of anoth
It was nice to be back in Safe Haven, even if it was for a terrible reason. I hadn’t seen everyone since I went to Araphyra. While Richie spent time with Quinn, I spent time with Riley. It’s strange now that both of us are adults and mated. Clint obviously adores my sister and he’ll be a good mate. Her flamboyance seems to have become a bit muted. That could just be the funerals, but it feels more permanent. It feels as if Clint calms my sister. She and Quinn were already best friends, just like I was with Cayd, Cohen and Clint. So, it will be seamless for them to begin working together now as a team for the pack. I spend a few minutes with Clint, catching up and threatening him that he better be a good mate to Riley. “You know I will be, Em. I’ve always wanted to find my mate. And now I have and she’s my best friend’s sister. It’s perfect. She’s perfect.” It’s been a very sad couple of days and as Richie and I pack Leander into our car, I know today will be even worse. Alpha Anders