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Kayleigh “Kayleigh, we need to talk.” Cillian demands, in a cold and gruff voice. At the sight of Cillian, my initial instinct is too still run to him, sink in his embrace, and tell him about my dream. I want to tell him about my wolf, so bad. Tell him how my wolf looks like and the things that she said. Tell him that she’s emerging sooner than planned, before the baby grows… before our baby grows inside me. But I have to be mindful of my actions. First, get through this morning and get a pregnancy test to confirm, for sure --- although, after realizing the telltales of pregnancy --- missed period, weird food cravings, and just being more emotional than normal, I’m pretty sure, I’m pregnant with Cillian’s wolf pup. “Do you want me to send him away?” Andrei asks from behind. “No. I’ll talk to him, once and for all. Maybe you can prevent Bash from coming in this area, though. I don’t think he’ll be happy about Cillian’s unannounced visit.” I slow my pace as I ask Andrei for a
Kayleigh “So, you just made me believe that it’s your child to intentionally hurt me? Just how cruel are you, Cillian? Do you know that I haven’t slept a full night’s sleep since the tribunal? Do you know that I’ve been disgusted of myself thinking that I’ve slept with a man who’s been double-dipping between me and his friend? And do you know how much power you gave Kinsley to allow her to constantly bully me?” My lungs constrict and I feel myself gasping for more air. “Kayleigh, I’m sorry, baby…” He tries to catch my wrists but I swat his hands off. “Don’t… Don’t touch me. This --- this has got to stop, Cillian.” My cheeks heat up from the anger that’s boiling from within. I’ve been lied to, again. It never stops. “I’m sorry. It was wrong for me to keep the truth from you. I was hurt after watching the video. I wish I could whisk you away in a nice place like that resort. I wish I could buy you expensive jewelries like Andrei can. I was jealous. I was hurt. I wanted to get even.
Cillian The drive going out of the boroughs of Devil’s Elbow was a blur. Kayleigh remained quiet on the road until she dozed off. I started to panic when I saw her wipe drops of blood coming out of her nose with the back of her hand. She assured me that she doesn’t feel weak or hurt, just strung from disabling Bash. Without even hesitating, I mind-linked Andrei and reminded him that Kayleigh might need his hybrid blood sooner. It’s almost eight in the morning and I know that it’s around the time when she needs her transfusion of Andrei’s blood. He was quick to assure me that he will come right up after Bash recovers from his embarrassment. Losing from the Alpha Luna, that is. Andrei’s blood. The reality that the hybrid blood helps my mate while mine doesn’t do shit is still a hard pill to swallow. But it’s not all about me. Kayleigh needs it, therefore, she should have it. I’ve been an asshole and a jerk far too long. I can’t just keep letting my jealousy take reins of my behavi
Cillian “Cillian…” Kayleigh’s very presence renders me speechless. I stare at her stunned and mesmerized by her beauty. “Hey, lover boy! I told her I’d call for you but she was adamant to come out here.” Gisella pulls me out to realization. I am awake. Not in dreamland. “No, it’s alright. How are you feeling, love?” I approach Kayleigh and put my hand on the small of her back. “I’m fine.” She nods, slightly. It’s a small thing, but the fact that she didn’t pull away from my touch makes me feel hopeful that whatever bump we’re going through will soon be straightened up. “Wanna sit down? Need something?” I don’t intend to be overplaying but I just can’t help it. I want to take care of her and make sure she’s always comfortable. “No. Just seeing what you’re up to.” She peers at me and my stomach somersaults. “You miss me, baby?” I bite my lower lip to hold back a grin. I didn’t wanna look like a goofy asshole. “No.” She rolls her eyes but I don’t miss the slight smile on
Andrei My dad is pissed. No. Scratch that. He’s furious. Despite his efforts to bribe the council, they were adamant with their decision to make me the sacrificial lamb for the peace treaty. My dad didn’t have a choice but to follow through. Thing is, I am unwilling to be their pawn. I informed him about the plan that Kayleigh and I devised. I thought he’d commend me and be impressed that I found a solution. But instead of getting his seal of approval, I’m getting hollered at and have been given an ultimatum that I’d lose my luxurious lifestyle if I don’t abide by the council’s wishes. “Perestanʹ vesti sebya kak rebenok!” Stop acting like a child, he says in Russian. “Papa, this is bullshit. Tell them to find another alpha.” I snarl but I rein my anger in. I don’t really want to add a log to my dad’s burning fury. “The red wolves specifically asked for you. They already said that no else is acceptable.” His voice is firm and unyielding. “Nyet, papa. I’m not gonna do it.”
Kayleigh Even though all I did for the last 24 hours was eat and sleep, I still feel tired and hungry. Yesterday’s fiasco with Bash and getting the truth out of Kinsley took a lot out of me. Gio went to hash things out with Bash and worked something out to make sure that the demon wolf will not come for retaliation. Gisella suggested that if he did, well, I can put him in his place. Again. I considered my best friend’s suggestion for a minute but with the growing pup inside me and still being wolf-less, I prayed I wouldn’t have to. Using the Alpha Luna essence always leaves me drained and exhausted. Sure, Andrei’s blood is helping, but I can feel my body needing more than just my hybrid blood lifeline. I’m counting on my wolf to emerge sooner than soon. Cillian never left my side. He’s been very sweet and caring. Always asking what I need, always feeding me, making sure I’m resting, and just staying close. But he hasn’t tried to nag me or ask questions. He hasn’t tried to touch
Cillian Twenty nine hours. Twenty fucking nine hours. That’s how long I’ve been schooling a neutral expression every time my cock twitches as a reaction to everything Kayleigh does. Her sweet voice, her supple skin, her delicious smell, and the fact that she’s carrying our baby --- all leave me with a raging hard on. But for the last 29 hours, I’ve been holding back and stopping my Kayleigh-obsessed self from taking over and try to act all matured and grown up. I thought surviving a wolf-match with a fucking hybrid was the hardest thing I’d ever do. Nope. It’s willing myself not to rip the throats of every wolf blood drooling over my woman at the bonfire last night. I almost carried her back to Gio’s apartment so I can punish her with spanks on her ass and multiple orgasms until she remembers not to wear clothes that reveal too much of her body, that her body is only mine to look at and mine to feast on. It’s been really challenging to keep myself from touching her and fucking
Andrei There’s something brewing in the air, and it smells like trouble. Something is off but I can’t put my finger on it. I mind-linked Gio just to relate my concerns to him. He informed me that the Alpha King’s Special Forces unit arrived earlier today so he ensures me that they can subdue any catastrophe that occurs. That didn’t satisfy me at all. I mind-linked Cillian and asked for clearance to investigate around the border, just to see if my cousins and I can spot something odd. Despite being pissed that I pulled him out from, apparently, a day-date with Kayleigh, Cillian and his beta met us up at the border. Cillian instructed their pack patrol guards to turn their security cameras off and take a break at their patrol rest house while we went for a run. I’m guessing, so they wouldn’t see me in my hybrid wolf form. It took us a good three hours to run around the perimeters, check on their electric barb wires, make sure nothing is broken, and just search for anything amiss.
Cillian Fucking Roland escaped. Or—I should say, thanks Goddess, he finally escaped. Gunner and I knew that there are still a few pack members who are loyal to Roland. The only way to identify them is to give them the notion that our security team is weak in hopes that they’d make their move to break him out of his cell. Our plan worked. They might have thought that we didn’t see this coming. But we not only saw it, we anticipated and hoped it would happen. A dozen of my best patrol wolves are tracking the former beta now. Following his every movement. They are instructed to remain undercover until Roland leads them to the one person who also needs to take responsibility of the wolf-war: my Dad. It’s only going to be a matter of time. It’s hard to believe that the man whose life is hanging on a thin line was once a parental figure to all the Wolf Bloods in our pack. Gunner, Kinsley, Reagan, and I
Cillian Kayleigh stares at Diesel and runs her hand over his arm to inspect the bruises marring his skin. She cradles his hand facing up, her thumbnail pressing in the middle of his wrist pulse point. In a swift move, she brings her clenched hand to her mouth before letting her fangs pierce into her skin without showing the little ones that she can partially transform. At the same time, her thumbnail extends into a claw, cutting a shallow wound on Diesel’s wrist. Again, without showing the kids. In the eyes of the Red Wolf pups, Kayleigh just bit herself with her human canines. Except for Uncle James who hasn’t been updated about our recent capabilities, the adults in the room know that Kayleigh and I can now partially transform and control which body part to shift. Just like the Hybrids and Demon Wolves. Kayleigh immediately puts her wrist over Diesel’s, letting her blood drip over his punctured skin. Everyone watches in awe, mouth gaping, eyes gawking, and
Cillian Ten weeks. The doctor said that we have ten weeks to prepare for the baby’s arrival. Kayleigh, Gisella, and Reagan finally agree to be cordial to each other for our wolf-pup’s sake. Kayleigh has been low-key acting as the buffer between the two she-wolves who are obviously faking their truce. All three ladies seem to think that we have enough time to get everything ready. They are hyper-focused on baby clothes and baby stuff. The three princesses think that those are the only things we need to prepare for the pup’s arrival. Ten freaking weeks. I will not admit that I’m panicking, but the truth is, I am freaking out internally. There’s so much to do and so little time to do it. Visit my mom so Kayleigh can meet her. Have an official get-together with Kayleigh’s parents. Settle things with my pack. Talk to Kayleigh about both of our packs’ situations. I’m all about going back to Ireland with her to help her pack. But not now. Not while my pack is stil
TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter includes content that might upset some readers, including reference to miscarriage scare. Please seek assistance if needed. Kayleigh “Gentlemen, may I suggest that you take your ladies outside the room until they calm down. Let’s give Alpha Cillian and Luna Kayleigh some quiet time so that they can enjoy meeting their baby Alpha heir for the first time,” the doctor suggests. “I think that’s a good idea. Let us know when we can come back inside. I know that my wife and my sister can’t bear being around each other but they truly care about the wolf-pup. We all do.” Gio tells the doctor as he and Gunner carry their women outside the room. “All right. I’ll call for you when they are ready to behave.” The doctor dips her head to nod as she gives Gio a warm smile. “Thanks, doc. I apologize for my sister. You know how she is.” Cillian explains, embarrassed by his sister’s actions. “No worries. They were fine.
Kayleigh We all left the boardroom as soon as Zerdan departed. Gio went looking for his stubborn wife while the rest of us headed to the infirmary. Our best friends, Gunner and Gisella, stay with us while Cillian and I wait for the doctor’s arrival. I’m sitting on Cillian’s lap facing Gisella who is also parked on Gunner’s lap, just a few feet from us. As Gisella and I talk animatedly, giggling and laughing, the men stare at each other while they communicate through mind-link. I glance behind me to look at Cillian and smile when I see him nod at whatever his Beta is mind-linking him. I throw a glimpse at Gunner while listening to Gisella and saw him motion his hand as if he’s trying to prove a point in his mind-link conversation. I’m pretty sure that we look hilarious right now but I will not have it any other way. It didn’t take long and the doctor arrives with her staff. The vanilla scent she brings in with her inside the room immediately calms me. Her warm smile inst
Kayleigh Last night was phenomenal. I’m still in a state of bewilderment that the Moon Goddess chose Cillian and me to wield such extraordinary powers. We thought we were going to have an easy and a lazy morning. But we have too many questions about our hybrid-looking transformation. So, to rest our minds and find some answers, Cillian immediately summoned the one person we think who’ll have answers or at least know where or how to find information about our newfound powers, Zerdan. I called Aunt Bree but didn’t get much from her as she and John never experienced what Cillian and I had. However, she did mention that our ancestors, the Blessed Wolf and her mate, had the same abilities—they were able to shift into hybrid-looking werewolf and can also be in their normal wolf form. I called Gio and asked him to meet up here at the manor before my OB-GYN check-up, not realizing that it meant he’d have to cut short his and Reagan’s trip to make it back
Cillian To claim my mate. To make her mine. To mate, to mark, and mate again. To rut and knot. These are the primal needs of a werewolf. Setting aside the new reality and responsibility that the Moon Goddess just dropped on us, Kayleigh and I shift into our human form. We continue to kiss and touch and drown in our passions as if the last several minutes didn’t just change the course of our lives. “What’s on your mind, Kill?” she asks. “Nothing serious,” I say to down-play the weight of our awaiting duties to the Wolf Blood circle. “Is it bothering you? Do you think it’s bad?” The fact that she’s asking me these questions tells me that she already knows what thoughts and questions are running in my head. “Let’s talk about it later… I have some more important things to attend to,” I say as I catch her slightly parted lips with mine and run my hands on her back, squeezing her round and firm behind. For the l
Cillian Holding her body tightly against mine, I get up off the bed and carry her towards the window and sit her down on the wooden window sill. I unlatch the window lock and push the glass pane outwards to allow the cold fresh air in. The night breeze coming from the outside hits her back and makes her gasp. As werewolves, we’re more receptive of how different sensory stimuli can enhance pleasure. Like how hot and cold together can heighten sexual experience. The cold wind kisses her back while her front takes the hot friction from our bodies rubbing against each other. The contrasting temperatures mixed with the sensual strumming of our sexes release a different level of sensory pleasure. It’s magical. “Now it’s my turn to fuck your pussy. Brace yourself, because I’m not holding back. I’ve waited too long for this.” I band an arm around her waist to hold her down as I thrust my cock in and out of her with a desire that can probably move mountains. She holds onto my shoulders whi
CillianMy lips move to nibble on her inner thighs while my fingers gently push her silk panties to the side, revealing her bare pussy, already glistening with wetness. My fingers sink inside her, playing with her outer lips as I move to the apex of her opening and press on the little crux of pleasure. “Cillian…” Her raspy voice causes my skin to prickle. My cock pulsates hearing my name called in her breathy tone. I don’t wait any longer. I pull her panties to the side hastily and dive my mouth on her slick pussy. My tongue swirls around her clit for a few minutes before spearing in and out of her sweet hole. My mouth moves all over her plump pussy, kissing and making out with it like I do to her upper lips. Slurping and smacking sounds fill the room as I indulge in her delectable honey pot. I moan while sucking and blowing on her aroused clit, knowing that the mild vibration from my mouth will fully awaken her in the most delicious way.Kayleigh shifts to giv