A different perspective of the attack on Canyon Ridge.
My mate is everything a Guardian is meant to be, only more. She is graceful and deadly all at once. I’m not even sure she realizes how incredible she is. She stood beside me, protected me, while I felt the tethers of my pack members snapping. Too many, and one in particular, much too close. My grandfather. I dread going inside because I know my grandmother, and many others, will be mourning the loss of their mates, or at the least, the ones who didn’t die instantly. I felt those tethers snap too when the mates of my fallen warriors let go and followed their mates to the Moon Goddess’ realm. This is my first real test as an Alpha, and it is one I will never forget. It’s one thing to lead a group of self-sufficient, happy, productive people, but it’s quite another to lead a pack that is in mourning and is devastated by a battle and by the losses of their friends, their family, and their mates. I begin to focus on what is right in front of me, the injured. I know my mother was taken to
It’s a hard shift, knowing I need to be here for my mate and my pack and not back home, fighting with my family. But I know that Cohen and I need to be here to protect this pack. Canyon Ridge took the first wave of battle and because of that, we took the hardest hit. Hours later, we’re still checking on our injured, consoling the mates of those who have died, when we get the news that the war is over. Some witch got away, but the wolves that attacked us and the witches that participated in the war have all been killed. I don’t care about them, we’ll burn their bodies. But there are wolves that I knew back home that died protecting their mates and the pack, and I do feel their loss. We heard about Emlyn’s massive power, and from the sprites, we heard about Maeve’s as well. She and her family fought hard against the witches and kept the sprites and other pack members safe. It makes me think that we should consider having a witch in every pack now. The witches haven’t been treated equal
Today, like every day since the war, has been long and exhausting. I haven’t seen Malin all day and I need a dose of my mate to energize me for the rest of the evening. When I ask if she’s joining me for dinner, she let’s me know she’ll be there soon. I smile at the excitement in her voice as I drag myself into the dining area, forcing myself to stand tall. I notice that everyone is silent, more silent than usual. I stop, taking in the emotions of the pack. There’s an uneasiness, a feeling of repugnance, but underneath that, there’s a desire to please. “What’s going on?” I ask the room. I’ve never felt these emotions from my pack before. Everyone looks around the room at each other, at the bowls of food in front of them, anywhere but at me. I growl softly, just enough to let them know I’m not going to let them ignore my question, but not enough to scare the pups who are here and also picking at their food. “Alpha….” one of my warriors begins. “We don’t want to offend our Luna,”
“I ruined dinner,” she cries, her tears running down my chest as I gently begin rocking the swing back and forth. I press my lips against her forehead. “It was your first try. You said so yourself. You’ll get better,” I tell her softly. She shakes her head. “It was supposed to make the pack feel better, comfort food because of everything that has happened. I can feel how sad everyone is and I just wanted to do something nice for them, and I ruined it,” she says and by the end, she’s sobbing again. I hold her while she cries, rocking her gently as the night breeze blows over us. “The pack knows why you did this, Malin. They appreciate your efforts. If they didn’t, trust me, they wouldn’t have tried to eat it,” I tell her. “And you’re so tired," she begins as if I didn't say anything. "You’re taking on so much of the pack’s emotions, taking it all on yourself since I’m not your official Luna yet and now, here you are having to console me too. I bet you wish you were mated to someon
I can’t believe how kind and generous the pack is being to me. I should have trusted Cohen, it was his pack first, after all. But I just assumed that in their grief, the pack would be angry at one more thing that went wrong. I couldn’t have been more incorrect in my judgement of them. Maybe it shouldn’t make a difference, but knowing that Cohen has his own insecurities helps me to feel better about my own. Unlike Cohen, who is an incredible Alpha, I know that I’m a terrible Luna. Well, maybe not terrible at everything, but definitely terrible in the kitchen. This morning, I wake up with Cohen and we head to warrior training. The place where I feel the most confident, other than at my mate’s side, is on the sparring field. As a Guardian, my family has been training me to be the best fighter I can be since I was born. When my father went easy on Quinn and I, my mother battered hard against us, knowing that we could take it and more. So, as I walk out onto the training field with Cohen
It was great getting to spend time with Uncle Liam. He and my father have been close my entire life, so he’s very familiar with the inner workings of this pack. So, while I know that he’s checking to see if I need anything from an Alpha’s perspective while my father is away, I also know that he’s here to talk to me about his daughter. It doesn’t take him very long to the get to the point. “Malin seems a bit…unsettled.” I sigh. Rather than sit across from him at my desk, I sit beside him in a seating area where we can speak more casually. I sip my bourbon thinking through my response. My mate is working hard to become independent, and I don’t want to undermine that by speaking to her father behind her back. Uncle Liam is a fixer. If something’s wrong, if you need something done, someone checked, someone taken down, he’s your guy. The only subtle part of him comes from Aunt Angel. There’s nothing subtle about Uncle Liam. He’s all Alpha and you get exactly what you see with him. He sip
I’ve grown up with the children of the Guardians. Celebrating birthdays, Alpha ceremonies, and mate bonds is something that all of our packs have done. Since our families are so close, I’ve always known whose birthday was when, which is how I know that Cohen’s birthday is coming up soon. Now that he’s an adult, his birthday won’t be celebrated by anyone other than our pack, although I’ll invite his brother and sister and check to see if Aunt Cara and Uncle Rik will be home in time to join us, and since this is a perfect opportunity to contact my twin, I go to my office and dial her number. “Safe Haven pack, how may I help you?” she answers. “Is this Luna Quinn?” I ask. “Malin!” “How are you, my sister?” “I’m doing okay, still learning this Luna stuff.” “I hear you. It’s not as easy as Mom and Leana made it look.” “It definitely isn’t. Did mom and dad stop by before their big vacation?” “They did. It was nice. I didn’t realize how accustomed I was to talking out my problems wit
I wasn’t sure if Malin would remember my birthday, but I should have known that she would. That’s the kind of person she is, the kind who doesn’t forget things like birthdays. The kind of person who will have amazing parties for our pups so that the pack can celebrate them, but also so that our pups know that their parents care enough to remember the important things in life. Tonight, my sweet mate is taking me out to dinner. I couldn’t be more thrilled. A night alone with my mate and we’re going to Ethereal, the only upscale restaurant in our local area. It’s not the upscale restaurant that has me excited, it’s that I’ll be walking in with my mate, and I’ve seen Malin dressed up on rare occasions. She’s the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen on a normal day. Dressed up for dinner, on my birthday? Wowza! I’ll have the most gorgeous woman in the world on my arm tonight and I can’t wait to show her off. Knowing that my mate will look stunning, I do my best to make sure that I look good
Nineteen Years Later“Mom, why do we have to go to this Beta ceremony?” Genevieve, my daughter, one of the twins, asks.“It’s not a Beta ceremony, Gen. The vampires don’t have Betas, you know that,” I tell her.“They’re second in command, mother, that makes them Betas,” she argues.“And besides going to see your cousins take their place as the mates of Urien’s second in command, it will be a good opportunity for you to look for your mates.”Malin’s daughters, Kayleigh and Sasha, found their mate, Lorenzo, the son of Ennata and Demetrius. Demetrius had been Drake’s second in command until he decided to retire with Ennata and move to the city to help Xander and Maeve with the witches. Now Lorenzo is taking over as Drake’s second in command.“Mate or mates?” Marcella, the other twin asks.Unlike me and Malin, both of our twin daughters are identical twins. It caused a lot of worry for me and Malin while they were growing up, wondering what would happen if our daughters were mated to one p
Watching my mate on her birthday had been one of the best feelings in the world. I know every man in all three packs had hoped that she would be their mate. But she isn’t. She’s mine. All mine, forever. And tonight, I get to claim her in the last possible way, officially making her my Luna.Last night, we’d watched as Malin had taken her official place as Luna of the Canyon Ridge pack. It was special for Quinn, but I’ll admit to feeling jealousy when Cohen announced to everyone that Malin was carrying his pup. After finding out at Quinn’s birthday party that my sister, Emlyn, Quinn’s sister, Leana, and her sister-in-law Maeve were all pregnant, and now hearing that her twin is pregnant, I suddenly realize that I want a pup too.I’ve never given much thought to how many pups I want. I need an heir, and of course, I’d like to have a little girl that has Quinn’s sweet personality, but otherwise, I hadn’t thought much about it. Until now. Now I know that I want pups with Quinn. I don’t eve
I’m exhausted and pleasantly sore between my thighs, but I don’t care. I’m wearing my mate’s mark, wearing my new necklace, and it’s my birthday. Emerson skipped warrior training this morning to spend extra time with me. We’d finally fallen asleep and I’d slept soundly for a couple of hours laying on top of his body.I feel his fingers softly rubbing over my back.I grumble, knowing he’s trying to gently wake me up.“I don’t want to get up either, birthday girl, but we have a party to get to,” he says.I snuggle against him, not budging. He chuckles. “If you don’t get up, I’m going to take you again.”“Is that supposed to be a deterrent?” I ask him.“You must be sore, Quinn.”“Not that sore,” I say, looking up at him.His eyes darken. “Damn, you are one sexy woman, Quinn. And you look fucking incredible wearing my mark. You know what?” he asks, sitting up and lifting me as he gets off the bed and walks into the bathroom carrying me.“What?” I ask.“I want to take my mate while I look a
Emerson and I have been together every night for the past month. He’s tried every possible position, explored every inch of my body and found places that even I didn’t know I liked being touched. But tonight feels different. I can feel it in the air around us, feel it in him, and feel it in our wolves.“What does my sweet mate want for her birthday?” Emerson asks me.“You. Just you,” I say and he leans down, kissing me slowly and deeply, as I wrap my legs around his body.“Just me, not my mark?” he asks, his warm breath blowing against my ear and moving to my neck, making me shiver.“Having you means I get to wear your mark and I ge to put mine on you as well.”He growls as I lift my chin, exposing my throat to him. I feel his canines graze over my mate mark, the feeling of it so much more intense now that it’s my birthday.“Not yet,” he says, before flipping us over. “I thought my little Guardian might want to be in control on her birthday, to ride me any way she wants before sinking
The day has finally arrived, the day when I can leave my mark on my mate and it will finally, finally stay. I’ve been looking forward to this day for years, literally years, since the first moment that I recognized Quinn as my mate.Even though I know I can’t leave my mark until midnight tonight, I still wake my mate by sliding inside her. I look forward to my evenings with Quinn and waking up with Quinn. I make a point to see my mate throughout the day. Then nights and mornings are when it’s just us and I can be me and she seems to thrive on me being me. I was so terrified for so long that I would hurt her, that I’d scare her off, that it never really occurred to me to trust that the Moon Goddess would give me the exact mate that I needed to fulfill every dream and fantasy that I’ve ever had. But here she is, in my arms, screaming my name. Fuck, I love waking up to her body contracting around mine and my name coming from her mouth.Even though I’m behind her and we’re both laying on o
I love being in Emerson’s room. Well, it’s ours now. Going to bed at night is so much more enjoyable. And everything about Emerson has begun to fall into place. During the day, he still shows me affection, more than he used to, but it’s at night that he strips away his reserved side and gives me everything that he is. And what a man he is.Our first night, he was careful with me, in the sense that we didn’t have sex. But that didn’t mean that I didn’t have one of the most intense nights of my life, at least up until that point. I know my mate wants control, and I’m happy to give it, as long as he gives me what I want. Just to be sure, I ordered some sexy lingerie, wearing it every night, just so Emerson can rip it off me. It seems to be all he needs to let go. And oh wow, I’m not even sure I realized how many ways my mate could take me, but Emerson wasn’t kidding when he said he wanted to know all the ways he could make me come by my birthday. It’s like he’s on a mission and every nigh
I let her sleep about an hour before I wake her. We need to get ready to have breakfast with her sister and Cohen before we head back to our pack. I pull her into the shower with me, laughing at her sleepy grumpiness.“None of that or I won’t wake you up like that again,” I say to her.“I need coffee,” she pouts as I push her under the shower. “And how come you’re not exhausted?”“I didn’t have as many orgasms as you did,” I say smiling, exceedingly pleased with myself. I counted ten. I made my mate come ten times. Now, I need to see how I can increase that number.“You know, you called me greedy, but you’re awfully greedy when it comes to giving me orgasms,” she says as I wash her hair.“Are you complaining?” I ask, smiling at her.“Nope. I like that greedy side of you,” she says and I laugh, truly laugh.“And, I love seeing this happy side of you,” she says softly and I look down at her.“You did this. You make me this happy,” I say, kissing her nose.That seems to make HER happy and
I wake for the first time with my mate in my arms. I’m not sure I’ve ever slept through the night. It’s not that I don’t sleep, but I tend to toss and turn. I can tell that I didn’t move all night, my body, mind, and soul all at peace having this fascinating and incredible woman beside me.I look down at her, her white, blond hair spread out across my chest, a stark contrast to my dark skin tone. I’m not sure I expected her to give herself to me so completely. I kept Clint’s words of advice in my head, and he wasn’t wrong. Quinn giving me control over her perfect body, letting me taste her and fill her had been beyond anything I’d ever experienced, well, at least until I’d had my first orgasm inside her. I thought I’d died and gone to the Moon Goddess’ realm. Yeah, I know I’m going to want to taste and fill this woman every damn day. I can already tell that I’ll never, ever be able to get enough of her. And now, I’m excited to find all the ways I can dominate this body and to see what
There is something extremely attractive about Emerson being so dominant. I can tell he’s on the verge of losing control and the only thing keeping him in check is dominating my body. And oh, holy mother Moon Goddess, is he dominating my body.I’ve touched myself, found my own release many times in my life, but this…this is way beyond anything that I’ve ever made myself feel. And he hasn’t even moved past my breasts. I didn’t know it was possible to come just from your mate sucking your nipples, but I’m here to tell you, it is possible. At least if you have Emerson licking and sucking on them like they are the most incredible thing he’s ever put in his mouth.His hands are everywhere, his mouth is everywhere, and while I want to be a participant in this, our first of what I hope is many matings, he’s overwhelming my senses. On top of that, he seems to want and need control and I’m willingly giving it to him.When he commands me to say his name when I orgasm again, I feel heat flooding m