Uh oh, that's not good, especially when we know Gwen is coming. Updates daily.
After dealing with the Alpha Samuel issue, scheduling a hearing with the council, and letting Emerson and Cohen know what happened, I can finally focus on Emlyn’s birthday. It is nearly here, and I want to do something special for her. After two years, she’ll finally recognize me as her mate. I’ve noticed that she wears a watch all the time. The one she has is utilitarian and while it’s functional, I’ve decided to get her a new one. The one I’ve decided on is gold colored with a link bracelet that she can be resized to fit to her small wrist. The face of the watch has two rows of diamonds around the rim and inside, rather than the numbers on the watch, there are diamonds, except for twelve o’clock. I wanted something elegant and beautiful to match my mate. Something that she can wear and always be reminded of this time together and the day she recognized me as her mate. Once I’ve chosen the watch, I take it to have it engraved. It’s about time You see What you mean To me It wil
The evening before my birthday, I say goodbye to Richie. I have mixed feelings about leaving. More and more, I’m confident that he’s my mate, but tomorrow will be the day. If he’s my mate, I still need to tell him that I’m pregnant with his child. If he’s not my mate, well, that conversation will be a whole lot worse. Either way, the conversation will have to take place soon. As Guardians and sons of Guardians, everyone in our families will be able to smell the child in less than a week. Richie took his time saying goodbye to me, making me feel special and letting me know he can’t wait to see me tomorrow. “Richie, what if…” “Shhh, none of that. Everything will be fine, Emlyn. I know it.” I left with my mixed feelings. When I get to Safe Haven, I’m greeted by my mother and sister. Leana agreed to meet up with us in the morning. My bedroom has been left untouched. I walk into my old room, feeling like a stranger in this space. This is no longer my home. My home is with Richie. Noth
I had been waiting all day to see Emlyn. It was torture, knowing she would finally see me as her mate. But when the moment came, and I saw her, Morrigan shining in her eyes, calling me her mate, I got the scent of patchouli. I didn’t even know I liked patchouli, but when I turned and saw her, I knew she was my mate. Without thinking, I moved to go to her. A hand reaches out and grabs me, stopping my forward motion. “What the actual fuck, Rich.” Xander snarls in my ear. “Is this a game, because it’s not funny.” I look and see the absolute pain and shock on Emlyn’s face. I don’t understand what’s going on, I was so sure she was my mate. Finley was sure. ‘Fin, what’s going on.’ ‘I don’t know. I….I thought she was our mate, but…this she-wolf is our mate.’ I see Aunt Grace take control as everyone in the party stands around watching the disaster unfold. “Riley, Leana, please see to the guests. Richard, Emlyn, what is your name dear?” She asks my mate. “Gwendolyn.” She says, her eyes
I feel sick, like I’m in a haze and all I want to do is go hide away and never return. But that is not what a Guardian does, and I will act every bit of the Guardian that I am tonight. I know my family and friends will surround me and support me. I have a moment after leaving the room, where I get a sharp, shooting pain in my chest, and I know that Richie must have kissed Gwen. Goddess help me, I won’t survive if he decides to mate with her. “I won’t leave your side tonight, Emlyn.” Emerson has become my lifeline at the moment. He’s grounding me and helping keep me sane and I know he will never let me embarrass myself or fall on my face. Add to that, while everyone may be gossiping behind my back about the events from earlier, no one would dare to say anything to my face with Emerson at my side. Before I make it back to the party, I am rushed by Millie and Tansy. “Lady Luna Emlyn. Lady Luna Emlyn.” I feel Emerson tense, but I pat his arm. Of all people, the sprites would never do
My head is all over the place. Gwen tried to convince me to sleep with her last night, but I need to figure out what is going on first. I don’t understand why Finley is saying Gwen is our mate, but he’s unwilling to let Emlyn go. I know this is hard for Emlyn. We’ve been together for two years. I treated her like she was my Luna because I thought that’s what she would be. Now….now I don’t know how to make it right. Xander is furious with me, and Cayd won’t even speak to me. I’m so twisted up, I forgot that I have that council meeting today. If Emlyn hadn’t reminded me, I would have missed it. This meeting is to resolve the issues with Alpha Samuel and his pack attacking me, and what we will do with the rest of his remaining pack members. And, while I’m there, I want to see if any of the elders have heard of this happening before. I know Aunt Grace will be there, and I’m hoping we can get this resolved. I had planned to give Emlyn the watch last night, but when I saw Gwen and realize
When Richie and Gwen left for the council meeting together, I wasn’t sure if I was happy to have Gwen out of my hair for the day, or sad that Richie decided to take her instead of me. When Xander lets me know that they are staying the night away from the pack, sad wins out. My heart hurts knowing that they will be spending this time together, just the two of them. Later that night, we’re all sitting around the table for dinner, Leana, Xander, Cayd and I. I’ve been pushing my food around my plate. I know I need to eat, but I can’t make myself. The thought of trying to get food down right now makes me feel as sick as I still feel every morning when I wake up. “Em, you need to eat.” Cayd says quietly, nudging me. I take a bite of whatever is on my fork, I don’t know or care what it is. He watches me while I try to choke it down as it lodges in my throat. “Here.” Xander says, pushing my glass of water over to me. I drink it, forcing the food down. “I’ll be fine, you guys, I just….I……”
I must not have heard her properly. “What?” I ask, looking at her like she’s crazy. We were always so careful. I have condoms all over the fucking packhouse and forest for just that reason. “I’m pregnant.” She repeats. I open my mouth, not sure what I’m going to say. “If you fucking ask if it’s yours, I’ll rip your balls off.” She growls. “Of course, it’s mine, Emlyn. I would have known if you’d been with someone else.” I say but my mind is reeling. I’m already struggling with the fact that I can’t get it up with my mate unless I’m thinking about Emlyn and now, she’s telling me she’s pregnant with my child. I stand, turning and going to the window, running my fingers through my hair. “This is a fucking mess!” I whip back around and see Emlyn mouthing an apology to Xander. He’s apparently as taken off guard as I am. “How far along are you?” “Three weeks.” I do the math quickly. “The day that I killed Alpha Samuel.” She nods and I run my fingers through my hair again. There’s
It’s been two weeks. Every night I suffer through the pain of Richie’s mating with Gwen. Some nights, I’m lucky and it’s quick, others he takes his time. I know it’s taking a toll on me. There are dark circles under my eyes from my lack of sleep. My body is covered in bruises from the pain. I’ve begun to worry about my child. I have no idea how this might impact him. And it is a boy. Xander told me he could smell Richie on me two days after I told him I was pregnant, then Cayd confirmed it. But to be sure, I had Leana go with me to the pack hospital to have an ultrasound. I can’t look at Richie, so I had Leana take him the picture. I’ve started to show, so it’s not like it’s a secret anymore. Richie forbid me from sparring at warrior training and I can’t shift while pregnant, so I’m stuck running on my human legs through the forest to get my exercise and try to clear my head. Every day, I’m getting less and less sleep. I’m exhausted and when I finally start to fall asleep, the pain
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