Isaiah P.O.V.“Your Grace, we are ready outside.” A man says in the door to my office. It has been a week since the battle, and we have had so much work to do. Ivy and I took a couple of days off the grid enjoying each other the days after the battle ended. We needed the time to get to know each other again, enjoy some quality mate time and for me to make good on the silent promise I made her - to fuck her into a permant state of bliss for a time. We made love, had angry hardcore fucking and slow sensual ‘getting to know each other again’ sex. We talked for hours on end. We touched each other almost all the time, making sure neither of us would disappear. We didn’t sleep a lot; both of us were afraid to lose sight of the other, but eventually we drifted off in the arms of one another, and I knew we would be okay. “I’m coming right away, just have to finish this email. Did you tell the Queen?” The man nods with a small smile. Ivy has been out around the pack a lot ever since we emerge
Isaiah P.O.V. “The Moon pack was dissolved a long time ago, young lady.” Someone behind us says, and Ivy calmly turns her head. “They were because their Alpha suddenly disappeared from the face of the earth without leaving sons to inherit the pack. Gideon was captured by Ashari, saved by me and here today. With my mother it just so happens.” The man almost chokes. “That cannot be true.” He says, but Ivy just shrugs and turns her attention back on the prisoners. She mentally nods me and I stand. “Ashti and Edor, you are accused of working with dark forces in an attempt to get me killed, captured and do unspeakable things to my mate before killing her. You are accused of neglecting your people for your own gain, and lastly you are accused of abuse, neglect and starvation of my beautiful mate before I found her.” I say with a clear voice, looking at them with menacing eyes. “How do you plead?” They look at each other but do not answer me. I roll my eyes. “Well, you have chosen to no
Ivy P.O.V. I can’t even believe my parents and my aunts. What the fuck was that all about? I know they wanted to make a statement to everyone, the Council in particular, but still. Briell is looking absolutely dumbfounded and I cannot help but feel sorry for her. She ran away from that life when she chose my side in this war, and now she has been thrown back into the lion's den by our Goddesses. “I think we should take this back to the packhouse, or at least let the pack be on their way now?” Isaiah immediately lets the pack and visitors in the stands know that the show is over, and they are on their way out. “Briell, how are you feeling?” I ask, sensing she is on the brim of passing out. She gives me a faint look and a small smile. “I don’t even know what to say?! I never.. How am I supposed to lead them?” She whispers, and I wrap an arm around her shoulder. Tristan kisses her temple. “We’ll figure all of this out together, babe.” He says, looking at me. I give him a bright smile
Jasper P.O.V. “No, no, no! DAD! Noooo.” I wake in the middle of the night because Astra is tossing and turning besides me. She screams in her sleep, and I immediately pull her close to me. “Shh, angel. I’m right here.” I coo in her ear. I can feel her shiver under my touch, her body is wrecking in silent sobs. Then she wakes with a gasp and she breaks down. Her tears hit my bare chest, but I just keep holding on to her. “Shh. It’s okay, angel. I’m right here. It was a dream.” I coo, running my hands up and down her spine. She shakes her head. Her sobs break my heart, and I know I can’t do anything but be here for her as long as she needs it. “It. It was not. I-I-I-I dreamt about d-d-dad.” She stammers, her face burying further into me. I kiss her hair. “I know. I heard you before you woke up. But it is a nightmare, Astra. A real one.” She doesn’t answer for the longest time, she just keeps focusing on her breathing and I do not push her. She needs time, and she will get all the
Isaiah P.O.V.6 months later “Are you sure about this, bro?” Lucas asks me for the hundredth time, and I roll my eyes. What is there to not be sure about? “Absolutely!” Lucas and Milan were promoted from Deltas to Ivy’s personal Beta’s after the battle and Jasper and Astra leaving for Green Forest. They have been doing an amazing job for the last 6 months, and I am very proud of them and the pack for how everyone has handled themselves. The word about Ivy and Jasper ran like wildfire and before we could stop anything or even think about the ramifications, we had Alpha and Lunas coming to our pack to swear allegiance to us as rulers. They do not want to go against a Goddess, even if she insists that she is not. She is, but I do not want to argue with her over it.Ivy has been amazing as well. She has really taken to the duties of everyday Luna and Queen of werewolves. People respect and adore her. She is so sweet, caring and fun to be around. She loves to spend time with the pack's
Ivy P.O.V. I’ve been so occupied with my research and duties as Luna today, I realize at some point I haven’t really seen Isaiah. Then I remember I saw him not so long ago when I asked about the current book I’m reading. It involves the lineage of the Fae Royalty, and it’s very intriguing because I found out in the old days they did not discriminate between male or female to inherit the throne. I close the book and put in the pile of books I want to show Briell and Branden when they come back for the big summit. They already said they are definitely coming, although they are struggling with separate groups in the Kingdom who refuse to recognize them as their rulers, as Tristan is fully werewolf and not an inch fae. Sometime later Lucas comes in under the guise of wanting to help me, but I sense something is off about his excuse although I don't quite know what is going on. I just shrug it off and keep going through the different material I need for my own book. I’m very happy with m
Isiaah P.O.V.4 months later “ISAIAH!” Ivy screams from our room. Our wedding day fastly approaching, but we decided to wait to get married until she had our baby. She’s been a real trooper through the pregnancy, and has been bedridden for the last month because the little rascal may or may not come early if she didn’t. Not that she wasn’t doing everything right before to keep him in there for as long as possible, but sometimes that is just not enough and you have to do more proactive stuff to ensure a full term baby. She’s been having a tough time accepting that, and twice a week I have been carrying her to the downstairs living room, where she has been reading to the littlest pups in the pack. They have been so fascinated with her growing stomach and the fact the next little Alpha is in there. I adore her, swelling stomach and all. She is as beautiful today as she was the day I met her - minus all the bruises. “ISAIAH I MEAN I… OW!” I jump to my feet, hurrying into our bedroom. I w
Ivy P.O.V. Two weeks later We’ve had our little Eli with us for two weeks now and he is just a little angel! I must admit as much as motherhood scared me, and we had some minor setbacks, such as I am not able to breastfeed him, I really love being a mother. The thing with breastfeeding was a hard blow as I had heard so much good about it, but I was just not producing milk. Isaiah has been a trooper navigating my hot mess of emotions - going from high to low faster than Elsa chose to let it go in Frozen. We finally had some quiet time to sit down and watch some movies and be a family - meaning a Disney marathon. It was an amazing evening. Everyone in the pack has welcomed Eli with open hearts, and I could not be more proud. I have also decided to divide my reading time for the little ones with Isabella, as she really enjoyed herself when I was in labor. She has Tuesday and I have Thursday. The kids have been nothing but sweet and gentle with my son, cooing over him and doting whenev