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Andrei If there’s anything that I’m highly impressed about the American and German werewolves, it’s their ability to make a huge entertainment just being, you know, them. Who would’ve thought that the American she-wolf and the German Alpha will get hitched? No one in the room, for sure. But, hey. At least Gio is now getting some action. Unlike me. Seems like I’ll be forever wooing the she-wolf who will always pine for someone else. “Are you okay, malysh--- Kayleigh?” It’s been really hard not calling her the term of endearment I’ve been using for several years now. “Yeah. Just wanna get done here.” My heart hitches as I peer down to gaze at Kayleigh’s stunning beauty but instantly feel a sting when I catch her locking eyes with the alpha heir seated across us. Cillian.“Attention everyone. Please proceed to your seats. We will commence in a few minutes.” Sarah, or Shana, or what’s-her-face-witch calls for order inside the room. My eyes roam, studying the facial expressions of
Andrei The video plays. I knew instantly, it’s Kayleigh’s birthday getaway, in the mountains of Colorado. One of my favorite memories. A memory I consider a dangerous drug to reminisce. “Andrei. That’s in Colorado. At the mountain resort.” Kayleigh bows her head in embarrassment. Blush runs across her porcelain cheeks. She steals another look at Cillian who is currently throwing dagger stares at both Kayleigh and me. “I know. I’m sorry.” I’m left with no words to say. I gaze at her to sense her emotions but she averts her eyes and peers at a fuming Cillian, instead. Frankly, I am caught off guard and puzzled. My choices are to let the video continue playing and have everyone witness Kayleigh’s little rendezvous with me. Or go ballistic, break the laptop to stop the video, but risk getting punished for my violent actions and stay a night in isolation at one of the manor’s rooms. The latter is not ideal because of my need to shift into my hybrid wolf form every night. Judgin
Cillian It’s been two days. Two days since the last time I held her in my arms. Two days since I last saw her devastatingly beautiful face. Two days since my heart went numb from the anguish she caused me. Two days that I’ve been dying repeatedly every time the video of Kayleigh and Andrei plays on repeat inside my head. Two days that I’ve been coming to the patrol rest house to hide and avoid Kayleigh during the days and only going back to the manor at nights. Two, fucking, long days drowning in the abyss of heartache. And I know it’s just going to go downhill from here. “Boss. You, okay?” Gunner cuts in my thinking and self-pitying. “I’m fine.” “Well, if you’re fine, then maybe, now is the day…” “The day for what?” “That you eat something and take a shower, maybe.” “I shower every day, asshole.” “Just kidding. Here, have some beef jerky. Your bones are starting to stick out.” “I’m good. Not hungry.” I do shower regularly, I just lost my appet
Kayleigh “I’m pretty sure, The Seer’s vision of a rising powerful werewolf points out to Kayleigh. What could be more powerful than an Alpha Luna? The looming wolf war, that’s no secret. But the two wolf-pups that would unite enemies… Kinsley’s baby… Who could be the other?” Gio has been relentless trying to figure out who’s carrying the other wolf-pup. We’ve been discussing The Seer’s reading from two days ago. In all honesty, I do not want to revisit any memory from the tribunal because they all lead to the most painful one. Discovering that Cillian got Kinsley pregnant. I never thought that all our dreams of building our future, with our family, little pups, and traveling around the world together were reduced in a puff of smoke in a matter of minutes. I have never regretted something in my life until I was faced with the video of Andrei and me, canoodling like lovers, in the mountains of Colorado. I have no excuse. I should have been more mindful. I should have been more fai
Kayleigh “Gah! Just talking about it is draining me.” “But at least you have Andrei. He seems to be stepping it up. Big time. I’ve always been team Andrei, just so you know.” Very true. Gisella has always favored Andrei over Cillian. “Yeah, that’s right. It’s been really nice having someone I can rely on other than you and Gio. I feel like I take up too much of your and your twin's time. Andrei has been a big help. With the blood thingy and just about everything. He'll be at your place for dinner, if that's okay. He just had to meet up with his dad about some pack issues, I guess." Since the tribunal, Andrei has been constantly checking and taking care of me. “Yeah, that’s fine. Nikolai will be there, too. Also, you know, it's not a bother for me and Gio. We love that we can help out. By the way, I heard Andrei is being considered for the arranged marriage deal. With Cillian being out of the pool, Fathering a pup and all, Andrei is the most eligible alpha heir for the task. A
Cillian “What the hell, Cillian. Why are we here? I said to drop me off at my home, not at Gio’s place. Are you deaf? Let’s go.” She groans as I pull over in front of Gio and Reagan’s place. Gio and Gisella, being the rich wolves that they are, were able to rent these posh rentals sitting right next to each other. They have their separate apartments. Their homes are pretty neat and are located in a secluded area, on top of the hill, overlooking the Gasconade River. “No, Kensington. You’re going to do this for me. I stuck with you and covered your ass from your dad. Do this for me or I swear to the Moon Goddess, I’m going to drop you like a hot potato.” My stern voice lets her know how serious I am about this favor I am asking of her. “I told you, I can’t. I have to be somewhere tonight. I have some cravings!” She sighs and pouts. “Like what? Didn’t Reagan get you a bunch of beef jerky and all sorts of dried meat this morning?” “Yeah, but that’s not the only cravings I
Cillian “What now?” Gio grits his teeth, his jaw tightens, looking infuriated. “Oh, hey. Is that how you greet your new brother-in-law? Why all the hostility? Aren’t we all family now? You, me, Kinsley, and the baby. We owe it all to Reagan’s marriage to you. So now, we’re here to show solidarity and support.” I swallow hard as I make a light conversation with my new brother-in-law. “No, thank you. Get your faces out of here before I make you.” Gio scans my face. “Come on, man. It’s about time we get to know each other. How about I order some pizza or Chinese food? What do you say? Aren’t you at least a bit curious about Reagan’s people?” I bit my bottom lip to keep myself from bursting into laughter. Gio looks like he’s about to shit his pants in annoyance. “No. I’m not. I don’t fucking care that you’re her brother. You’re still the asshole who made Kayleigh cry. Get the fuck out of here.” Shit. I was worried he’d bring up something like that. He is overly protective of Kayle
Cillian The second wolf-pup --- that alone is a conversation starter. Kayleigh and I have been careful, we've made sure to always use protection. Well, except for once or twice that we were too consumed with our lust and passion. But she said we were on her safe days those times. “Think, think, Cillian… you sure you’re not hiding anymore baby-mamas?” My infuriating brother-in-law interrogates me like a freaking litigator. “What the fuck? I told you, not me.” I cross my arms across my chest and lean on the side of my vehicle. “Well, I don’t know. You told me you were committed to Kayleigh, I almost believed you. Well, until Kinsley’s pregnancy. So… who knows how many other wolf-pups you’ve fathered?” “Fuck you!” “Hard pass. I only reserve my dick for your sister.” “Dammit. That’s disgusting. But no, pretty sure no baby-mamas.” “Except for Kinsley, right?” “Goddess. I can’t wait for you all to learn the truth.” I mumble under my breath, “Truth about what?” Gio narro
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