Hmmm, what did you think of that interesting spritely interaction?
Maeve and I walk back to her spell room. “Do you think they’ll be okay with the sprites by themselves?” “Yes, it’ll keep them busy for awhile and give me time to get these protection spells started,” she says. “Do you think I need to warn Tate about licking Daphne?” I ask her. “Why would he lick her?” Maeve asks me, frowning. “I don’t know. The wolves are drawn to them and the sprites consider someone licking them to be claiming them as their mate.” “Well, licking is a wolf thing,” she say, smiling and walking to me, touching my face. “Right, Einar? You licked me the first time you met me. Was that you’re way of claiming me?” she asks my wolf, who once again throws me aside to speak to him mate. “I wanted to taste you. My claim will reside here,” he says, stroking her neck where we’ll put her mate mark one day soon, I hope. “You really want your mark on my neck, don’t you?” she asks him, stroking my hair and Einar pushes against her hand. “You’re mine. I want everyone to know t
As the evening goes on, I begin to get more and more nervous about tonight. It’s not that I don’t want to be with Xander and I know that he loves me. It’s just, well, it’s my first time and I don’t want him to be disappointed. What if I don’t do it right? As we finish our pizza, I watch Meadow and Tate showing Reagan our spell, explaining what we’re doing and how we’re going to do it. Xander comes over and runs his nose through my hair to my ear. “Why are you nervous?” I look up at him. “I can smell it,” he says softly. I shake my head. I don’t want to say anything in front of my brother and sister. “Hey! I have an idea!” Reagan says. “What’s that?” I ask. “A sleepover! Meadow and Tate should come stay at my house. Mom and dad won’t care.” She turns to look at them. “It’s more like living in a real house, which is probably more comfortable for you. And Cayd’s home, so we can have a movie night, make popcorn. It’ll be fun.” “Can we Maeve?” Meadow looks at me, excitedly. She has
I wake up, curled around my mate, my marked mate. My scent now lingers with hers and it makes both Einar and I relax knowing that other wolves will know that she is ours. “Why is Einar purring in my head,” Maeve says sleepily. “Or is that you?” and I can hear the confusion in her voice. “That’s Einar, he purrs much better than I do. He’s happy that you have our scent, that every wolf in the world will now know that you are ours.” I nuzzle her neck, breathing in her scent. “We’re possessive animals, it’s hard not to feel proud when we can show off our mate to everyone.” “How are you feeling this morning?” I ask, worried that, as a human, she may not have healed from last night. I know the wound on her neck is healing, but it’s still red. I need to remember that she doesn’t have wolf healing power. “Mmmm, warm, loved, cared for, happy.” Now I’m purring along with Einar. “Those are all very good things. But how about physically?” She shifts and I can tell it’s uncomfortable for her.
I head upstairs, trying to remember which room they put me in. A door opens and Cayd walks out. “Hey big guy,” he says to me. “Hi Cayd. Can you tell me which room I’m in?” I watch as he lifts his head, sniffing the air. “That one,” he says, looking at me. “Is everything okay?” I nod, not feeling like talking and worried that I’ll embarrass myself and start crying. I get to my room and close the door. I look around. Nothing here is familiar. There’s a loveseat in the room and I go to sit on it, pulling a small pillow into my lap and holding it against me. If Maeve is married, she’s going to leave. What if her husband, Xander, doesn’t like me? I’ve heard that animals in the wild kill the young of females so that they can mate with them and have their own children. I know I’m not Maeve’s child, but she’s been my only parent for three years. What if he takes her from me? Meadow is great, but she and I weren’t enough when we were on our own. I never felt safe, and Meadow is pretty go
After Xander leaves to go talk to Tate, Reagan, Meadow and I get the spells together and begin walking out of the packhouse. “Hi Penny,” Reagan says. I look over and see one of their pack mates. “Hi Reagan, hi Maeve.” “Penny this is Meadow. She’s Maeve’s sister.” “Oh, hello. What are you all up to today?” Penny asks. “We’re going to put protection spells up around the pack lands. Do you want to join us?” Meadow asks. “Oh, I wouldn’t want to be a bother,” she says and there is something about her, like she’s lost and hasn’t quite found her way. It’s a feeling that, up until I met Xander, I had become very familiar with. “It’s no bother at all, as long as you don’t mind helping with some spells,” I tell her. We walk outside and Meadow and I find the starting point. “Okay, Penny, you’re with me, Reagan, you’re with Meadow.” “What do I have to do?” Penny asks. “Just hold this for me,” I tell her, handing her the potion for the spell. Meadow and I stand beside each other and beg
As my mate begins to glow in a white light, I only have a moment to watch in awe before the battle is upon us. Maeve begins throwing magic everywhere, protection for our pack members, and attacks to the witches that are attacking our pack members. I turn and see Meadow chanting as a film of magic falls over the packhouse. I can see wolves pouring into our pack lands and by the smell of them, they are rogues. The difference between them and normal rogues is that these have a purple glow to them. They’ve been given magic, or at least they are protected by magic. As one of the wolves races toward us, Maeve blasts it with her white light, knocking the purple light out of it. I leap, shifting as I do, Einar attacking the wolf and protecting our mate. Maeve continues sending blasts of magic, out and around the pack. I’m attacking the rogues, keeping close to Maeve, guarding her from attack. I see her turn, sending a blast of light behind us. I turn, just in time to see the magic block an
I’m not sure how to be okay with the fact that I killed people. I killed them. They will never go home to their parents, their spouses, their children ever again. I know they were trying to kill me, Xander, and the pack. But I still hate that those deaths are on my conscience. I don’t have long to think about. After making sure that Meadow and Tate were fine, it seemed like Cayd killed their attackers, I had gone to bed and cried for hours while Xander held me. I eventually cried myself to sleep and when we woke the next day, they buried their dead. It didn’t occur to me beforehand. I didn’t even think about it. I was so overwhelmed with the deaths that I had caused, that I didn’t realize how much it would impact me to see the after effects of the deaths of others. As I stood with Xander, watching as they talked about the greatness of the ones that died, it hit me like a truck. I turn and look at Meadow and Tate and I see that it’s affecting them too. We never got to do this for ou
My mate is struggling with so much right now and I want to try to do something to make her feel better, to make her feel like this is her home too. Rich and Emlyn went to Safe Haven to be with the pack while they bury their dead. Since that is Emlyn’s previous pack, it makes sense that she would need to be there. So, after my mate falls asleep, I reach out to my father via the mind link and ask him to go to Maeve’s shop and get the ashes of her parents. ‘Do you know where they are in her apartment?’ he asks. ‘She said it’s in her room. Their residence was upstairs from the shop.’ ‘I’ll get it. Reagan, Penny and Meadow have been talking all night. They apparently saw Penny on their way here and invited her to the sleep over. This was harder Meadow than I thought it would be,’ my father says. ‘It was hard on Maeve, too. Have Cayd and Tate returned?’ ‘No, Cayd said he was going to spend as much time with Tate as he needed before bringing him back here.’ “Thanks, dad, to both you a
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