LunaThe guys are between jobs, so we all stay home for the rest of the day. Things are relaxed but subdued and quiet. I wonder if they’re all waiting for me to choose. It sits funny in my belly, having the power in this dynamic, the power of this choice. It’s up to me. No one is making choices for me anymore, saying I’ll be their mate and part of their pack, or that I’m no longer their mate or part of their pack. It’s up to me.I don’t like the weight of it on me. I don’t want to draw it out, make them worry and wonder and want. I don’t want to make either of them jealous of the other. After lying awake for an hour going back and forth about what to do, I know I’m never going to sleep with the decision hanging over my head. I have to make it now.So, I do.In the dark of night, I slip from beneath my covers, ease out the door of the bedroom and tiptoe across the hall. I’ve never been inside Warrick’s lair—I was always too scared before. But tonight, I step past the threshold of his d
His hands are sure and firm as he caresses me, keeping his gaze pinned to me as he leisurely explores my body and then returns to the swollen bud that Ethan took so much time on, the one that made me explode. I moan and rock against his erection, taking pleasure in his hard cock against my slick, wet core.This elicits a low chuckle from him, which vibrates through me. He seizes my hips and slows down my grinding movements. “Easy, baby girl. It’s been a while for this old man.”A breathy laugh escapes me. “You’re not old, Warrick.”“I feel old,” he says, releasing my hips and spreading his hands over my tiny breasts. “Fuck, please tell me you’re eighteen.”“I’m eighteen,” I agree.“I’m twice your age,” he growls. “I feel like a fucking pervert wanting to fuck you as raw and hard as I’m about to.”He pinches my nipples, and both sharp pain and searing pleasure flood my core. I let my head fall back and moan.“Sweet fucking Jesus, woman.” His fingers keep tweaking my hard buds, followed
WarrickI can’t fucking sleep. Luna’s curled up next to me like a little pup, and I just had the best damn sex of my life, but sleep won’t come for me tonight. Yeah, she chose me, and I’m fucking flattered, but I took something both Ethan and Callan wanted—after I ripped into them for touching her. I figured if I kept my distance and gave her my surly side, she’d want nothing to do with me. But here she came, a naked little waif in the night, slipping between my sheets and saying things to me in her wide-eyed innocence that no man could resist. Hell, she probably didn’t even know how half of that sounded to my ears.I drag my hand through my hair and kick the covers off. I imagine what that asshole Axel would do if he knew I took his sloppy seconds and made her a queen. Ten years ago, I challenged him for dominance and lost, but tonight, I got my vindication. Tonight, I didn’t just touch his mate like my brothers did. I fucked her raw and deep, shaping her cunt to my measure.I fuckin
LunaFog hangs heavy and expectant in the woods surrounding the triplet’s house. There’s an eeriness to the sounds of crickets and frogs singing their dawn songs that sends chills rippling across my skin. A bird adds its piercing cry at random intervals. It stirs a sense of foreboding I can’t kick from my bloodstream. Someone wants me dead. But who? Why?“Get on back in the house, Luna,” Warrick commands me, giving my bottom a little squeeze. We’re sitting on the porch swing while Callan stands on one of the support posts and Ethan sits on the step. “We’re going to kill whatever assholes posted this warning, but you need to be inside, out of harm’s way.”I lean back on his knee, arms folded over my chest. “You said we were a pack. If you fight, I fight. It’s as simple as that.”The triplets look back and forth between each other, sending their secret messages that I don’t understand, not having grown up with them.“You listen here,” I say, not appreciating being kept out of a decision
When I bite into her neck, I can feel her cold, dead blood run over my tongue. I want to spit it out, but I remember what the guys said. I swallow it instead, and a few minutes later, I feel the strength they promised. It’s like coffee. It takes terrible, but it comes with an excited, shaky, charged feeling that runs through my blood like it did the first time I had coffee, when the guys laughed at me when I freaked out after drinking a full cup. But they were nice, too, and Callan took me for a run in the woods to help get the energy out.Now, the way to get energy out is to kill. Mama taught me that you should only kill to survive. In the swamp, that meant killing something to eat. Even when we killed one of the poisonous snakes that would slither under the walls, we always ate it. Out here, it’s no different. I kill so that I can live, and if I eat a little of the kill, it’s all the more justified.There are so many of them, but we’re winning. They keep coming out of the woods, but
LunaThe van screeches to a stop, and I tumble against the driver’s seat, still bound by ropes and a net.“How do you know that?” I mumble once I’ve managed to right myself somewhat. “How do you know Axel destroyed my home and still wants me? He severed our bond…”“It’s easy,” Evan says, throwing open his door. He comes around to the back of the van and drags me out by my feet. The uneven, corrugated metal floor collides with my backside. Throwing me over his shoulder as effortlessly as if I’m a dead swamp rabbit, he continues to talk as he strides away from the vehicle. “The True Mate bond isn’t something a wolf takes lightly. Axel might have gone through the motions of breaking the bond, but there’s no way he could sever the connection completely. It’s impossible.”The sweet scent of a creek fills my nostrils, and I recognize Evan’s place even while upside down.“I swear to you—we’re not True Mates anymore,” I say, bouncing along his back. But even as I say the words, I know they’re
AxelThe crickets surrounding the woods and marsh near the vampire’s lair make so much noise my head wants to explode. Or maybe my head wants to detonate because my mate stands before me. Luna, her hair a glorious shade of purple, is trapped in a cage like a dog, teeth bared like I’m the one who put her there.I’m going to tear the vampires’ limbs from their bodies with my bare teeth for this.She must have been in her skin when the vamps took her, as now she stands there naked. It takes every ounce of willpower in me not to rip apart her cage and take her in my arms.I don’t think she’d like that very much, though.The enormity of my mistake hits me again. I insisted on severing our mate bond, and now I wish to hell I hadn’t done something do drastic, even to protect the pack. And yet, even though the elder destroyed the bond, turning the crescent moon on my arm into just another battle scar from my life, I can’t get Luna out of my mind. Thoughts of her haunt me like a banshee, waili
LunaAxel opens the door of the cage and steps inside, holding out a hand to me. I don’t want to touch him, especially because both of us are in our human skin, and being so near to him only reminds me of the last time we were together without clothes between us. I avert my eyes and shake my head.“Luna, come on,” he says. “I just bargained to set you free. You can’t mean to stay here.”He’s right, but I’m not happy about it. He sees my hesitation and steps back, giving me a good amount of space so I can step out of the cage without touching him.“Good,” he says when I’m out. “Now let’s get to my truck before they capture us both.”Without warning, he scoops me up over his shoulder and takes off. I cling to his neck, afraid he’ll drop me if I let go. I don’t want to go home with him, but I’m not staying with the horrible monsters who stole me away from my loves, either. As soon as I’m able, I can escape to the only place I can truly call home.I want to be with the triplets.Axel sets
Callan and Ethan position their shoulders against the door, crouched between Axel’s and Warrick’s spread legs. Water has begun seeping across the floor, leaking from under the door dining room door as well as the front door.“On three,” booms Axel. “One, two, three.”They grunt, straining against the door as it gives a couple of inches. Small waves slosh against Ethan’s and Callan’s knees on the floor. “On, three,” Axel commands again. “One, two, three.”They get a few more inches of space in the door.“One more shot, and we got it,” he says. “Ready?” The other men nod.“One, two, three,” he roars, as if priming himself for the ultimate exertion.This time the door opens wide.Warrick, Axel, Ethan, and Callan move away from the door. Water rushes out, since apparently the dining room is more flooded. Water drips from Callan and Ethan as they stand. The drips echo into the water sloshing up to their ankles.Borris rushes into the room as much as one can run while splashing through wat
LunaWarrick, Ethan, Callan, Axel, and I sit around Axel’s kitchen table, drinking beer and talking, trying to ignore the storm gathering strength outside and hoping it won’t be a big one.Warrick and Axel are already talking pack strategy, Axel filling in the new Second about pack laws. Even though Warrick can’t officially start until we’re sworn in, Axel sharing the details is a sign of trust that goes a long way. Instead of growling and snapping, Warrick is soaking it up like a sea sponge. It’s good to see them working together instead of tearing at each other’s throats.Callan nudges me under the table with his feet, bringing my attention to him. He gives me a smile and a wink that makes my heart flip, then takes a swig of his beer. My whole belly fills up with warmth. Ethan squeezes my hand on the other side. I want to stay this way forever, but a loud banging on the front door interrupts.“That doesn’t sound good,” Axel said, pushing up to his feet. “Must be an emergency for som
LunaI’m still humming with the bliss of orgasm and the satisfaction my wolf feels at being claimed by Axel when I look up and see three hulking shapes standing in the doorway.“Oh,” I cry, scrambling up right on Ama’s dead body.Axel sucks in a breath, and I realize he’s still knotted up inside me. “What are you doing here?” I ask the triplets.“We got worried about you,” Ethan says. “We thought something might have happened to you.”“And now we can see that something did happen to you. He happened to you.” Warrick steps through the doorway and charges toward us as if he’s going to fight with Axel again. I wince when Axel pulls the swollen base of his cock from me, stepping in front of me to block Warrick’s path.“Wait,” I cry, leaping to my feet and darting between the two men. “Axel saved my life.”Warrick halts, eyes the dead wolf, and then turns to us. His gaze sweeps my bruised, battered body, covered with bumps and scrapes. “What happened?” he demands.“Ama tried to kill me,” I
AxelSomething is wrong. I can feel it somehow, even though Luna hasn’t sworn into the pack, so we don’t share the pack bond. But we still share some other bond, a curse that ties me to her no matter how much I deny it. My wolf frets inside me, sure that something is not right.I sigh and try to focus again, piling sandbags along the edge of Kato’s backyard to keep the water at bay. Luna finally got it through my thick head that she’s with them now, not me. She wants nothing to do with me. She’s got three thugs protecting her, and even though they’re worthless wastes of wolf skin, they’re not going to let anyone touch her. They’d rip anyone’s head off who tried. It’s a miracle they put up with me as long as they did. If I’d understood how things were, I would have walked away before. But I listened to my wolf, and I sure as fuck suffered enough for it. I don’t need to go running to her house now. I never want to set foot in that place again.But the little voice in the back of my mind
LunaThe tempest is on its way, and I think it’s going to tear me from everyone and everything, just like in my dream. The winds are howling, screaming through the rafters, whistling through the telephone poles. Axel hasn’t stopped by to make sure we’re safe, even though I put my name on his list like he asked. He’s supposed to tell us where to go if things get worse. We’re not safe—we never even got the shutters on. The triplets are frantically trying to get them up before the worst of it hits.While they’re busy, I decide to run back to Axel’s and get the emergency plan myself, since he was too mad to bring it to me. Head down, raincoat wrapped around my body and tied securely at the waist, I power through the wind that nearly takes me off my feet. When I get to his porch, I have to pry open the screen door with both hands. I don’t bother knocking, just hurl myself inside and release the door, afraid it’ll knock me out if it hits me.“Axel? That you?” comes a dreaded, familiar voice
We sit in silence for a minute, and I try to ignore the weight and heat of Luna’s body in my lap. “Have you always been mean?” she asks after a while.“Nah, not always,” I say. “I thought I loved a woman once—the first woman I ever fucked. But I was just a pup like you—even younger. I didn’t know better.”“Better than what?”“I must’ve been sixteen, and she was twenty-four, twenty-five.”“So?” Luna says. “I’m eighteen, and you guys are twice my age.”“But it’s different with you.” I bunch her flying hair in my hand and hold it behind her head.“How so?” she asks, staring up at me with open curiosity.“I don’t know.” I shrug. “It just is. You’re fucking irresistible.”I like how with her, there’s no games. She doesn’t know to play coy, to hide what she truly wants and pretend to be what someone else wants until she has him reeled in. She’s just herself, our luscious little Luna, and that’s a thousand times more enticing than any put-on air.“What happened with the older woman?” Luna as
EthanThe wild winds have already begun testing the roof’s mettle, so after the hunt, I start gathering my tools to work on it. This storm’s going to be a bitch. The clouds look like bloated cows, and every body of water has white-capped waves. Mother Nature’s serving us up one whale of a weather front—for the millionth time this decade. We just can’t catch a break around these parts.“What are you doing?” Luna asks, watching me as I buckle on my tool belt.“Gonna go make sure your pretty little house doesn’t flood,” I say,smiling down at her. “Secure the shingles and add shutters to the windows.” “Can I come?”I open my mouth to say no, she’ll ask too many questions and slow me down. But she stares up at me with her big pretty eyes, and my resolve crumbles. I just can’t take it when she fixes me with those purple doe eyes. I can’t bring myself to deny her anything her sweet little heart desires.“Sure, pup,” I say. “Come on up with me.”None of us can seem to get her out of the hous
A blade of regret cuts through my muscles and bones, leaving me raw and bloody. I should never have made him stay and see that I’m someone else’s mate. His wolf will never believe it.The coffee doesn’t even taste good, even though it’s filled with cream and all the flavors of syrup that I want. I only drink half of it before I ask Callan to take me home.The next week passes the same way. I’m happy that the brothers are sharing me, that there’s no secrets between us. We’re our own little family, closer than ever. We eat together every night. We joke around as usual. During the day, they head out and do whatever boys do. At night, I fuck Warrick and sometimes Callan, too. It feels as good as it always did, but something’s different.Sometimes they ask me if I want to go out somewhere, but I politely decline. I need to stay close in case Axel stops by, and to guard my house. My wolf feels strangely, jealously possessive of it, even though no one has tried to mess it up, and Axel hasn’t
LunaI’m yanked from the fog of bliss at the sound of the front door slamming shut. I can feel Axel’s wolf, how wounded it is, and guilt cloaks me like a shroud. I didn’t mean for this to happen, even though some part of me thought Axel deserved to see what he threw away. That’s why I let him stay and watch.“Go make sure he doesn’t destroy shit,” Warrick says to Ethan.Ethan leaves the room. I know Axel wouldn’t destroy my house, though. At least I hope he wouldn’t. He did demolish our swamp home, according to Evan. But I don’t trust vampires, so I’m not sure if that’s true.The light of a half-moon streams through the slit in my blue and white lace curtains, lighting up the bed. Callan lays on one side of me, playing with my nipples and stroking my breast.Warrick gives a low growl and settles in on my other side. “Did my baby girl like that?” he asks.“So much,” I say, snuggling in beside him.“You want me to share you with Ethan, too?” he asks.“Yes, please,” I say, squirming at t