Unfortunately, the bonfire started while we were ruffling some fur at Devil’s Elbow, two towns over. Kinsley is an expert at starting turmoil with other wolf packs and leaving me and my guys fixing her fuck-ups. Today, it’s with a known beast of a werewolf from Devil’s Elbow. The Devil’s Elbow is a small rural town that shelters three other wolf packs. Kinsley made the mistake of getting tangled with one of the packs. Being that she’s the Beta’s daughter, we had to go with her and make sure she was safe. I only agreed to be gone for an hour, but when it involves teenage girls and their affairs expect to double, or even triple, the waiting time.
“Why does it matter? I do what I wanna do. Whether it’s about Kayleigh, seeing Kayleigh, or being with Kayleigh, it’s none of your business. I thought you understood that. I think you keep forgetting what the deal is.” I’m driving like a maniac to get back to the manor as soon as possible. It’s past 9:30pm. At this point, I’m confident that I’ll make it in time for the pack run. I’m just so extremely infuriated right now that Kinsley questions me. “For your information, I’m not the one who’s forgetting what our deal is, Cillian. What about us? You promised you’d take care of me. You promised to always protect me. You promised to never turn your back on me.” Her lips quiver and she sounds like she’s about to cry.“I did. You know I always keep my promises. I’m here, am I not? I’m putting so much on the line for you right now. The last thing I expect from you is nagging and questioning what I want to do.” I press my lips together to stop myself from saying things that might upset her more. I’m frustrated, but I don’t want to hurt her feelings.“I just don’t like that you make it look like you want to be at the bonfire because of the pack, but really you want to be there because of Kayleigh. Why can’t you just be honest about it?”“Fine. I have some things to settle with Kayleigh. I have some bones to pick with her, really. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to be at the bonfire for the pack run. That’s my priority. Pack duties, first. I know that.” My jaw hardens and my knuckles turn white on the steering wheel while explaining these things to her. I hate explaining myself to anyone.“Look, I know what Kayleigh means to you. I’m just worried you’ll forget about us, about our deal, is all. I’m just worried. You’re the only one who cares about me.” She looks away from me but I don’t miss the gloom in her voice.“Kensington. Have I ever let you down? Again, for the nth time, I will honor my deal. Have I done anything for you to doubt me? I’m here for you. I promise. I will take care of you, okay?” She gathers her long black hair and pulls it to her left shoulder, as if it’s enough to cover her face from me. I stop talking. This is her tell that she’s holding her tears back. “Okay. I believe you… I’m sorry, Cillian. I told you I could have gone by myself, but you won’t let me. You could have followed Kayleigh to the bonfire and let me be on my own.”“You know I won’t hear the end of it from our dads if I allowed you to go alone to Devil’s Elbow.” As the future Alpha, I also can’t just let the Beta’s daughter walk into the devil’s lair without protection. “It’s fine. We’re almost home, anyway.” I soften my voice to let her know that I’m not as dismayed as I was several minutes ago, when I thought we weren’t going to make it to the pack run. “I don’t want to fight, Cillian.” She puts her hand on top of mine. I don’t move it away; heaven forbid I hurt her feelings again. “I don’t wanna fight either. Let’s just forget about it.” I just want to get done with Kinsley’s drama so I can enjoy myself at the bonfire. And I’m damn well going to enjoy messing with Kayleigh tonight. She did me wrong, and I’m not going to let her forget that. We remain quiet as we approach the manor’s driveway. I park all the way to the end of the driveway, closer to the path leading to the clearing where everyone is gathered. As soon as I stop the engine, I open the door and head to the group of wolf blood young’uns. I don’t wait for Kinsley. She’s a grownup and can handle herself. I’m too eager to see where Kayleigh is, what she’s doing, and who’s she with. I’m still hungover from our kiss. But it doesn’t matter. I’m not going to make her stay here easy. I have plans. She’s going to pay for what she did. I can’t wait to get to her so I can start collecting her debts. Tick-tock, my little red-haired girl. The big bad wolf is coming.Thank you for reading! Come find me at KT Valentine's Baby Dolls on f*.#b**. :)
Cillian I jog to the bonfire and let my gaze wander to keep track of everyone here. I smell Kayleigh’s scent even before I spot her. I make a beeline to where she’s at—nodding my head to the people I pass, avoiding small talk so I can get to Kayleigh’s side sooner. Young men and women try to make conversation with me as soon as they see me, but my focus is only set on one person. Long and wavy red hair, porcelain skin, hour-glass-shaped body, face of an angel, voice of a siren, and the mind of a she-devil. She’s neither tall nor short at 5’5” but she has nice legs, which reminds me she did not fucking change her clothes and is now showing too much skin. I mean, she’s gonna get cold pretty soon. She doesn’t have a wolf yet, so she has no means to warm herself. Heaven forbid she catch a cold and the head of Fola Rioga Pack, her dad, might think that we’re not taking care of his princess. My mood sours when I also smell the scent of my rival. Fucking Andrei is standing behi
Chapter 5: The Gypsy Wolf Kayleigh The weekend went by fast. Maybe because I spent most of it locked inside my room, catching up with sleep and video-calling my family back in Ireland. Cillian knocked on my door on Saturday but I literally begged him to leave me alone so I could sleep the weekend away. He walked out, reluctantly, and I haven’t seen him since. Andrei also called and tried to convince me to go out with him so he can show me around, but I asked for a rain check. Told him maybe we could do it next weekend. I was a little nervous about today, the first day of Wolf Blood Summit. Other than several girls I met at the dining hall, I haven’t really made any friends. This morning we attended a briefing about our schedule. Basically, from Mondays to Thursdays, we’re supposed to be at the pack’s ranch for the summit activities. We can either ride the shuttles, arrange our own car service, or car pool with those who drove their vehicles here. The ranch is huge, with state-of-t
Chapter 6: A Secret to Keep Kayleigh What an eventful day! It’s only been day one and yet so much stuff has happened already. Andrei is a gypsy wolf. Wow. That discovery tops all of today’s events. I’m still coming to terms with the fact that Andrei could possibly be a vicious wolf. Not that I’m scared—I will never be scared of him. But I have mixed feelings. Learning about Andrei being a gypsy wolf is shocking, yeah, but also there’s this trace of pity that I feel for him. No, I don’t pity him for being a gypsy wolf. But because he has to hide that from people. He can’t really live his most authentic self out in the open. It doesn’t matter if he comes from one of the most powerful werewolf families, the truth of the matter is he has to keep hidden what he truly is if he wants to be safe. Just a few years ago, back in Ireland, I remember the wolf-blood council sending out The Guardians, their elite enforcers, to hunt a group of gypsy wolves. The gypsy wolves were not rogue by any me
Cillian I can’t wait to get home, shower, eat, and sleep. Preferably see Kayleigh first before all that. But she’d probably think I look and smell gross so maybe shower first. I haven’t seen her since Monday night, after she kicked me out of her room. For her sake, or her so-called-friend Andrei’s sake, she’d better cut ties with him or at least stop their public displays of affection. I want to rip him to pieces every time they’re too close to each other. She doesn’t have her wolf yet, so she doesn’t know that we’re mates. Every time she touches him or purposely dotes on him, it hurts me. Physically. Like a singe of fire on my skin kind of pain. I can’t exactly just announce to her that we’re mates. Without her wolf, she might think I’m making it up. I tried to tell her about it last year. But I started kissing her before telling her what’s up. If I’m being honest, I’ve known for a while now that she’s my mate. Even before my wolf came forward.
Chapter 8: Last Man Standing Wins… or not Cillian I shake my head and bring my mind back to attention. “Andrei, stop this now. Walk away. Please, stop now,” Kayleigh begs. I know what she’s doing. She doesn’t want me to provoke him. Because she knows that irritating Andrei will make him lose control and shift. Who knows what will happen with a gypsy wolf out in the open here. Surely, he can’t take us all down, but word will get out and the wolf-bloods around the world will know that the revered Russian Alpha heir is not only a mutt, but also a gypsy wolf. Oh, such shame he’ll bring to his family. Andrei doesn’t seem deterred by my wolf. If anything, he looks like he’s ready to snap my neck. His stance is firm and steady, waiting for me to pounce. Just when I’m about to leap into the air for Andrei, Kayleigh steps closer to the fighting pit and lowers herself to the ground. She directs her eyes at me and stretches her arms out. “Hey, handsome…” My heart warms up. If I was in my h
Kayleigh It’s the end of August. I thought the weather should be cooling down by now. Especially at night. I even had to take a cold shower before coming to bed to cool down. But why do I feel like I’m burning? Maybe it has something to do with the heat coming from Cillian’s body, rubbing against mine. He’s here, with me, right now. On my bed. On top of me. His toned and muscular body covering mine. His left hand pinning both my wrists above my head while his right hand pulls my leg around his waist. My eyes flicker, getting lost in the moment while his lips are assaulting my skin below my cheek. Slow, wet kisses teasing my senses. He likes to nibble on that soft spot between my ear and neck. He runs his tongue all the way down my clavicle, nipping my shoulder. This sends tingling sensations all over my tiny body, making me wet down where I want him to touch me, but I’m too shy to say it. I moan, “Cillian… that tickles…” Big, rough
Kayleigh “Shhh… It’s just me.” Of course, it’s Cillian. He wraps me in a back hug that I welcome regardless of being startled by his presence. “Wanna go out for some fresh air?” His warm breath at the nape of my neck gives me goose bumps. Now, a surge of mixed emotions floods my brain. I’m happy he’s here. I’m embarrassed remembering my, well, very salacious dream. And I’m livid about the fact that he has a girlfriend and yet he is here, in the dead of night, wrapping his big strong arms around me. Not wanting to look too easy and too forgiving—I mean, he made me feel like a fool at the wolf match, I was about to walk to him when Kinsley showed up, leaving me no choice but to go to Andrei—I try to pull away from our embrace, but he tightens his hold on me. “What was entertaining?” I question him. My cheeks warm with the idea that he might have witnessed me dreaming… about him…and Andrei. In the most scandalous way. Yikes. “You. It was entertaining watching you writhing on your be
Kayleigh “Gosh! Kinsley, you scared me!” Of course. The last person I want to see is the person the Moon Goddess sends here. “I didn’t peg you for a scaredy-cat.” She comes closer and I get a better view of her. Tall, lean, and pretty. Correction, deadly gorgeous. Even in the dark. Jealousy—another new feeling I’m just now getting acquainted with. No one had made me feel less attractive and inadequate until I met Kinsley. “I’m not a scaredy-cat. I just thought only Cillian and I were the only people awake at this time.” “Listen. It’s better if you know now. Wherever Cillian is, expect me to be somewhere nearby.” It’s not hard to notice the aloofness in her voice. “What’s the deal between you two, anyway? Are you together?” If Cillian won’t tell me, maybe she will. “What did he tell you?” Her words are laced with disdain. “He won’t answer the question.” I brace myself for her response. “Well, what do you think?” “What I think is not what matters. I want to know what you two ha
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