Growing up as twins and the expectations for them to work together, no matter how different they were, caused them a lot of hardship until they created their own terms. Brian was a hunter and provider type of person. Chris now he preferred to be the fixer and the commander. But right now they had problems coming out of their ears, and people needed to know how they’d fix all of it.
The pack needed a direction and assurances that they were safe. They needed leadership. But they didn’t know which brother to go to for that. They could see that Helena was in no shape emotionally to do it. The past few days, she’d run on autopilot, and she was losing steam to power it.
“Fine. How are we going to do this? Rule together until she can decide between the two of us?” Brian threw up his hands at the stalemate they were in.
“Well, how do we explain to her she belongs to both of us and we want to make love to her until she spits out our pups? How do we tell her we don’t care whose pups they are? Hmm...? Come on, smart allelic, how do we tell her we want to share her with each other but no one else? How do you think she’ll take this news so soon?” Chris tried to counter his brother. They often did this to catch weaknesses in their plans.
“You’re right. Fine, we’ll share her time until we can give her a chance to accept our affection at the same time. It’ll probably go better if we ease her into it.” Brian conceded.
“No, no, that’s not what I meant. I believe we need to get her used to the idea of the three of us together. She needs to know that she can trust us implicitly. That we both want her, and she won’t come between us.”
“It’s chancy. What if we’re too much for her? It’s happened before.” Brian didn’t like the idea of being turned away.
“You agree she’s our mate, right? Then she’ll either accept one or both of us. I’d prefer she accept us both. But until then, we pretend she will need to choose between us. So when the time comes, she thinks it’s her idea.” Chris felt like they were going in circles like this for a while now.
“I still say it would be more honest to discuss this with her outright now or at some point.” Brian almost moped, unhappy with his brother’s plans.
“In time, all in good time. Now we need to get a command structure together. I’ve got a few ideas for Betas for us. Since there are two of us, I think we should have two Betas too. We’ll share her time using the excuse that we’re personally guarding her. You were with her last, so it’s my turn next. So you call the prospects for Betas that you like. I like these. When we switch next, I’ll figure out the schedule for increase security.” Chris tossed a paper on the table for his brother.
“That’ll give me time to put feelers out on the packs that could have committed the attack, and see if I can get a bead out on where Nathan went or what happened to him.” Brian pulled his phone from his pocket, where he kept his notes.
“He’s dead. Otherwise, he’d be back here trying to take the leadership from us, and you know it.” Chris hated not knowing where the unpleasant wolf was. It was just nice not to have his disapproving nose in their business.
“I don’t think so. By now, we’d have found his remains with so many people crawling over this land the last few days. He’s run for the hills, or seeking help from another pack to get his hands on the leadership of this one by eliminating us. For all we know, Helena could become his victim or that of the unknown pack. For all we know, the unknown pack may contact us to ransom Nathan back to us, if he’s captured by them. There are so many options.” Brian’s mind and thumbs worked hard getting the information down and texts sent out to his contacts.
“I don’t know whether he’s that smart or the unknown pack has the brains. He seemed more like the break the door down type. Rather than pick the lock or climb through a window. I think he’s dead.” Chris didn’t want Brian going on a wild goose chase. “Focus on figuring out which pack is at fault. I want to know what and who we’re up against.”
“I never thought it was his plan. My thoughts are this unknown pack used his greed to get to Vincent and kill him. I’m expecting my contact at the lab to call with the results sometime today on the sample of Vincent’s blood. I sent them.”
“Well, at least we have something decided. Now I believe for Helena’s safety we should sleep in the same room as her.”
“That would speed up the concept of the three of us together.” Intrigue showed on Brian’s face, and he smiled at that thought. They’d get her addicted to their kind of loving. “But out of respect for her father, let’s stay in her apartment and not use the Alpha apartment until after we have this mess dealt with.”
“I think that’s a good idea. It’ll make her more receptive to the idea, I think.” Chris leaned back and crossed his arms in front of him. Smiling at his brother over the enjoyable prospect ahead of them.
They talked further about the selection for Betas, and their choices were similar. Brian set up the jobs that would bring them to the brothers in person. Chris let Brian plan on how he’d find the evidence on what happened to Nathan and which pack carried the guilt of the murder of Vincent.
They discussed some of the current security procedures and how they could improve it. Chris, too, made notes on a pad about what he felt would fix the identified issues.
This is how they shined like children. They couldn’t understand how people expected to do it all alone. Later, they saw how much time they saved by sharing the workload.
They worked for quite some time before a knock sounded at the study door during another of their heated discussion about the security patrols and how long they would accept strange wolves on the pack’s land.
“I’ll get the calls done before I go out and again try to find some kind of evidence of what happened to Nathan. You’ll need to stay with Helena while I do that.” Brian mentioned as they finished up their meeting.
“I still think it’s a waste of time, but it’s better to be through.”
“Come in.” They said in unison, it even startled them a bit by how perfectly timed their word were.
One of the heavy wooden doors swung open quietly on silent hinges. Helena slipped into the room and pushed the heavy door closed behind her.
She said nothing to them but stood for a moment, looking at them forlornly. It tore at both their hearts, and they both felt the need to comfort her.
Helena and Jillian stood watching the fire for what felt like hours. The entire pack and guests came to honour her father. They’d left long ago. Helena knew she couldn’t shed any more tears. “What are we going to do? He’s supposed to choose which of the St. James were to lead. Without Nathan here, there’s no clear leadership.” Jillian said, wiping her eyes with a tissue. “I honestly don’t know. I don’t believe I’ll sleep until I do. For all I know, someone here plans to take over. It’s not safe here for me, and I can’t see it ever being safe again.” “I guess you have two choices. Abandon the pack, or put yourself at the mercy of whatever is decided.” Jillian wasn’t joking about the situation. Helena came to this conclusion hours ago. Helena knew she’d need to choose one of three options. Run away, dishonouring herself and her pack. Leaving them without leadership. Effectively disbanding the pack and giving up her family’s legacy. Finally, leaving
“Well,thatwill notwork for us. How are we to protect you if wecan’t see what’s happening to you? Thatmakes littlesense.”“And the two of you in my apartment makes anymore sense? You know exactly where everyone’s minds will go. I’m not afool.I have ears and have heard about the thingsthey’ve caught youdoing, both of you, together.No. Fornow,I think my apartment will be my safe space.I’m not talking about this right now. I have things to do.”Helenadartedbetweenthe coffee tableand Chris’kneesand she left the room before either man could respond.“I guess that’s too fast for her. Now, what do we do?&rdq
Brian got back to the packhouse and found a text message from Chris. Of course, it’s his job to deal with all the little things. If he would have to do the footwork, why shouldn’t he become the Alpha? He’s walking the walk. Chris just talked the talk. They’d searched the region again despite that. No one found any clues to what happened to Nathan or where the attackers fled to. Brian’s nerves frayed as his annoyance with his failure to find anything grew. Now, he needed to drop everything to find out who was at the gate. He’d only called in a few people on the list Chris gave him and gave them jobs to do before they arrived here. Brian couldn’t believe they’d accomplished them in this short of time. Brian d
Chris waved to the other men from the room, recommending that they find the den mother, Elisa, and ask her for help in finding a place where they would settle. The den mother assists the Luna by running the pack house with jobs like laundry, cooking, and cleaning. This is the pack member who knows everything there is about everyone’s needs because it’s her job to expect and ensure that things are available for the day-to-day life of the pack. “Come on. Let’s sit and relax. I’ll start the fireplace and we can all just take some time to relax with each other.” Chris offered with a nod of his head to Brian to move her to the sofa by the fireplace. Helena couldn’t keep up with her emotions. The way these two acted confused and frustrated her to no
The two men changed places. Chris now stroking his member before her eyes. It twitched before her eyes, his interest slowly returning. Brian took her attention momentarily as his hardness sank into her needy heat. Crying out at the welcome invasion, she impaled herself completely on Brian. Chris stepped forward and took her breasts in his hands. He toyed harshly with them.
Helena awoke to the ringing of the phone and struggled to get out from under several sleep-laden limbs belonging to the twin. With a groan, she picked up the phone. “Hello?” “Okay, you better be able to tell me you don’t know where the twins are because I want to keep this guy around longer.” “Who? Jillian, you aren’t making any sense. Give me a sec.” She sat up fully and looked at the chaos that was her bed. Oh, she knew where the twins were, but who was Jillian talking about? “He says he’s one of their Betas.” Helena heard Jillian partially block the phone’s microphone. “Hey, what’s your nam
Helena looked at herself in the mirror before she left her room. True to their word, both men stood in the corridor arguing about something, but as soon as her door opened, they shut down their whispered conversation. “Anything wrong?” She asked pointedly, seeing whether one would be truthful with her at this point. No, they shut down the conversation and wouldn’t talk about it. Helena admitted to herself that she’d expected nothing else at this point from them. Who would admit a weakness when they’re competing for a position like Alpha? They wanted to put their strongest foot forward. “No, it’s fine, nothing important.” Chr
Helena settled in the desk chair and the morning files quickly ended up on the desk before her and the Chris and Brian settled on the two corners of the desk. Wally and Josh stood before them, waiting to be acknowledged before they finally reported what they’d come here for so early in the morning. “Fine. Now we have the privacy of a closed door. What do you have for us?” Chris demanded. Josh and Wally looked between each other before Wally took the lead and spoke up. “We’ve received reports that Nathan’s seen in the presence of Clarence Johnson, the Alpha of the Blue Mountain Pack. We’ve confirmed that Nathan is alive and now in Blue
Life settled down for them after that, and a routine formed. Their pack understood their unique relationship. It helped when Alfred could come up with some documentation he’d found while doing his own study on their unique bond. It and Bethany fascinated the man became a friend to Helena and Jillian. Nathan and Asia eventually settled on a date to be formally accepted by their pack and to acknowledge their mating. It was something their pack needed to. Life for them soon became full of creating and building. Several of the lone wolves filtered in and requested a place within Nathan’s pack. Davis helped greatly with that because he could identify these lone wolves and vet their stories. By winter, there were enough homes to keep the Blue Mountain Pack safe from the elements. Money appeared out of the rambling and incomplete financial status. Helena didn’t look too closely, but she suspected several packs contributed funds and investments so that they could start agai
Asia now understood how much she didn’t know about wolf shifters and their society. The mating ceremony wasn’t elaborate, but there were meanings behind everything. Luck and good fortune were part of the reason everything was being done. Prosperity and abundance. She was told so many stories and traditions that her head spun from all of them. It was so different from what she’d learned in her time underground with them. The other women were afraid to speak of these things while Clarence was alive. Afterward, there were other things to think about. Now they were looking forward to the Alpha Acceptance Ceremony and their Mating Recognition Ceremony. It was so busy that most nights everyone went to bed exhausted to start again the next day. They could get the new packhouse built and several outbuildings so that they could winter with a roof over all their heads. They planned a school for the new year for all the packs in the area to send their pups, too. So the
The pack came alive with the discovery of the celebration. These were things they lived for. Births, matings, and all the little cornerstones of member lives. They were a close knit family and community. This was something they could sink their proverbial teeth into. Presents weren’t necessary, but someone would always find something to bring.They planned a nighttime ceremony as tradition dictated and that gave most of the day to prepare the simple things for the ceremony.Dusk was falling and Helena cornered Jillian in her apartment to get ready. Davis took an hour and greeted those attending. Jillian fluttered about in a distracted and nervous state. Helena couldn’t figure out what would calm her down. But she started out with some logic.“First off. Here’s the dress. Let’s get you dressed. Honestly, you’d think Davis wasn’t yours already. At least, your instincts were smart enough to catch him. Everything is already recorded and technically, this is just to get your sister to leav
The work lunch was going well, but as the meeting came to an end, Chris noticed Jillian again adjusting the collar of her top. With a frown, he watched her for a little longer. “Is that a bite on your neck, Jillian?” Her response was to put her hand over the mark and blush. “It is! Well, I guess congratulations are in order for both of you. When are you planning to have your mating recognition ceremony?” “We’ll see. We’ve not set a date yet. There’s no hurry after all this stuff happening.” Jillian tried to take the pressure off of the subject, because she hoped they would drop it. “We’re going to have one as soon as it’s possible. No time to waste pretending things might change.” Davis interrupted Jillian’s uncomfortably nervous rambling to state the opposite of his mate’s words. “Davis! What are you talking about? We can’t do that. It’s too soon after all the deaths.” Jillian looked askance at Davis, unable to believe he’d said none of this to her
Nathan all but dragged himself back to the camp. He’d not fought all that much. It’d just been a long night. Too long if you asked him. But he represented the Blue Mountain Pack until the end. The witches would not all him to sit in and watch the trial. But he knew that witch and golem were now no longer a threat to the Blue Mountain. Now what would he do since the pack chose him to be their leader? Did he dare think of himself as the perfect candidate? He’d done a right fine job of being a roadblock to the current leadership there. Would he bring that blindness to this pack? Or could he be confident that he’d learned his lesson? If only he could see into the future and everything it held. Asia would see him as the stuff Alpha’s were made of. But he knew she’d read far too many romance novels involving werewolves, and they were far from correct in most things about wolf shifters. The camp was moving today, which meant he wouldn’t get much sleep, nor would the few peo
Jillian watched Davis make sure that her sister and mother, with her mother’s latest side piece, were settled in their cabin. Gods, the guy wasn’t much older than her sister. He’d be better suited to her sister. What did these men see in her mother? She had two adult daughters. She didn’t care if her mother found someone. Actually, Jillian would love her mother to find someone she had something in common with. This guy wouldn’t be able to keep up with her in a conversation and she wouldn’t be able to keep up with him in pretty much any physical activity. Jillian could see this becoming another crash and burn. She bet he’d not met his fated mate and when he did, he’d have a devil of a time removing her clinging mother from him. Or Jillian would have to deal with the high drama. At least, right now, Davis showed no interest in her sister’s advances. He’d spoken to her once already, and her sister acted like he must be mistaken. Now Jillian wasn’t sure if she m
“If we are going to return to some form of normal, we need to finish preparing the Alpha apartments for us. You know. Get all our ducks in a row.” Chris mentioned as they ate breakfast in their apartment. This was the first day of the rest of their lives together in his estimation, and he was becoming impatient at how must mess it left and the sheer number of strings that weren’t tied down. This wasn’t something he wanted to have happened again. “As long as those ducks don’t turn into raccoons or squirrels, I’ll be happy. I thought we setup for them to be renovated by now?” Helena pushed her plate away from her. How this would play out, she didn’t know, but she had to get it going or she’d get bogged down in her grief. “We did, but half of the work crew was called up to hunt. Which put the schedule back and I’ve not been given a revised schedule.” Brian added, and he clearly felt horrible about that. They didn’t need so many people to hunt down the golem or
Alfred walked from the room they used for their courts and formal audiences. It wasn’t used much these days, but it was never pleasant. The council agreed to punish Veronica with imprisonment and being stripped of her abilities. Not a simple thing to do. She’d never live a normal life if she finished her imprisonment. Veronica would have to stay hidden from the mortal world because of the knowledge she could spread. Basically, she’d just trade one prison for another and the identity she knew once would always be a faint memory. In the old day, they’d have just killed her, and Alfred believed that was a far more merciful thing to do. None of this gives her hope and then lets someone else deal with the fallout. Though he could wash his hands of her. She’d go with the elders of the council back to their homeland, which was secreted away. That’s where the sentence would occur. Their coven didn’t have the resources or place to keep her during her punishment. This was the end of th
Veronica didn’t know how long she’d been there. The light turned off and on several times. She could have been there for hours or days. She didn’t know. Finally, someone gave her food. Once she ate, it didn’t take long for a small group of people to come along and haul her out of the prison, she found herself in. She was prepared to celebrate her freedom until she found herself locked in a chair in another dark room. Veronica could hear the movement of people in robes on the edges of the large empty room. She wasn’t sure what to expect from these people. Veronica schooled herself not to give into the fear. She couldn’t quite achieve that, so she sat there attempting not to admit to anything incriminating or to give up on her very life. Finally, the lights came up enough within the room, that left little to the imagination of what they used this room for. It was a courtroom, and she was on trial. They dared to force their views and rules on her. That, alone burst her