So... Do any of you remember what happens when only one person is marked? Like with lily and Os. She wasn't marked yet, right? But he was? Did she feel his emotions or was he able to feel hers? I will look it up, but if any of you know it would really speed things along. So basically, now that Nivia is marked and Ford isn't... Does it mean Ford can sense her or can Nivia feel Ford? I hope Nivia can feel Ford, because that was kind of my plan lol. But I have to stick to my own rules.
Nivia's pov“You…” He growled lowly.I did not want to turn around, recognizing the voice of the person I had grown to hate over the past few months.The whole evening I had searched for this delicious scent of burned wood and marshmallow. It’s a scent that isn’t just delicious, but there are memories tied to it. Memories of having smores with my great grandparents and my grandparents.Memories of them sharing laughs and drinks around the fireplaces while I listened to their stories.My favourites were the love stories, and second came the ones of war.While war isn’t something to celebrate, they told their stories in such a way that made the fighting almost sound romantic. They weren’t just fighting to protect themselves, but those they loved.I had the privilege of never having personally witnessed a war.My parents had made alliances and deals to make sure our kind wasn’t destroying each other over different world views or territory disclaims.It wasn’t always easy, and there were
Nivia’s pov“You are fucking nuts, Krullebol. You can’t be serious.” Dad said, staring at my mom in disbelief.“Do you trust the Moon Goddess?” Mom asked, and dad sighed before confirming he did.“So, why do you think she paired these two wrong, then? You don’t even know the guy, and neither does Nivia.” Mom said, looking at me and dad.“I’m going to ask Ash to join us; maybe your dad can talk some fucking sense into you.” Dad replied.“Snitch. And no, you will not. Storm, it’s not your choice; it’s our daughter’s. And I think it’s worth considering that they might be right for each other.”“He’d almost twice her age! He’s fucking old, krullebol.”“You’re older than me by nine years, old man. So don’t fucking start with that. You just don’t like him.”“I don’t like him either, by the way.” I chimed in.“See…” Dad said. I have always been a daddy’s girl, and he knows it. I guess that’s why he’s having a hard time letting go, and for once I am not complaining.Mom sighed, “I just think
Ford’s povThe gall of this young lady.‘Your mate.’ Callum, my wolf reminded me.How could I forget?I looked up at the moon as Nivia Evelien Leia Omari ran in her wolf form, her white wolf moving so quickly that it almost looked like a stripe passing by me.Why, after so many years, would I meet my mate now?For years my pack had urged me to find my mate. Eventually, when I turned 25, they decided I should have a chosen mate.Having an heir was important, as was evident by my presence in the pack.I was never meant to lead the Nightclaw pack. My brother, who I had never met, was to take over. But then, the Omari clan decided to wage war once again.Their family has a tendency to be in the middle of every dispute or war on their continent.I was in England at the time, unaware of what was happening across the ocean. I knew who my father was, and I was also keenly privy to the fact that he didn’t want anything to do with me.Not until he and his heir lost their lives during the war. T
Ford’s povAfter dealing with their insults Nivia and I walked to my car. I took the back seat, my beta would be driving us back.Nivia took the seat next to me.Before buckling, Nivia reached over to tap Samuel on the shoulder, “hi, we’ve never met in person, but you’re beta Samuel, right?”I held back a growl, hating how informally she spoke to my beta.He turned his body halfway to face her, “good to meet you in person, Miss Omari. Or should I call you Luna Omari?”“Call me Nivia, please beta Samuel.” She replied with a smile, before shaking his hand.“Then feel free to call me, Sam.”I had never endured this feeling before. This sense of not being in control. When I saw my mate and my beta shake hands, I felt this sense of possessiveness that was new to me.I detested the feeling of being out of control.A growl slipped out, which made Nivia look at me with distain as she rolled her eyes. “Just because you don’t want to use my first name doesn’t mean others can.”“Sit down, Miss.
Nivia’s povIt hurt. I am a strong and confident person, but it hurts to be treated this way. To be just regarded as nothing.I’ve left my home and my family to join Alpha Dashwood. And not because I wanted to either!He came up with this idea, but now he treats me like an unwanted guest.Beta Samuel placed his hand on my shoulder and squeezed softly, “It will be fine. I’ll ask one of the omegas to show you around. I need to work as well, but perhaps you could come by later and meet Sarah?”I swallowed the lump in my throat and smiled, “that sounds great.”We had not spoken much, but occasionally, when I called or emailed to check on something, Sam answered instead of Alpha Dashwood.Since he wasn’t a total ass like my mate, we would make some small talk. Nothing much, but enough for me to know the beta is nothing like my mate.My wolf didn’t like me insulting my mate, ‘you should get to know him better.’But his words and actions today were enough for me to know this man had no heart
Ford’s povI stayed seated next to my mate, who appeared fine, despite a small tremble of her arms. However, I’m assured it won't be long before Nivia breaks.Withstanding an alpha command is painful. I have observed several attempts, but none have been as successful in resisting my command as Nivia has.‘She’s strong,’ my wolf commented.As the leader of this pack, I expect obedience. To speak to me in such a manner, to interrupt me when I am trying to speak... It’s unfathomable to me that my mate should behave in such a fashion in my pack.I ignored Nivia, waiting with patience for her to do as she was told until I heard the sound of something dripping on my table.As I turned my head to see where the sound was coming from, I met the stare of Nivia, whose nose was bleeding obscenely. The blood was all over her chin, hands, and now the table.I suppose she has learned her lesson.“While I applaud your strength, I would refrain from speaking to me in such a manner once more. Now, eat.”
Nivia’s povIt annoyed him so damn much when I talked, so I kept going, not giving my mate a moment of rest from my voice.He had treated me like crap, and while I have given in to Gwyn’s request to stay here and give Alpha Dashwood another chance, it doesn’t mean I’m going to make it easy. Besides, I’m a nervous talker. So talking just comes naturally to me in awkward situations. I get it from my grandma. Well, both of them. All of them? I chuckled as I thought of all the women in my family.Grandma Lily is a great talker, but she can be pretty quiet when she’s busy painting. Then there’s Grandma April, who can’t get a word in when she’s around Grandpa Cy. They’re all actually my great-grandparents, but that’s a mouthful. Then there are my real grandparents, Grandma Leia and Grandma Eve. Eve isn’t as talkative as Leia.She did teach us all Dutch, which is a nice skill to have. Maybe I need to start cursing in Dutch to avoid more fights with Asswood.Out of all the grandparents, Gran
Nivia’s povI held my tongue as we walked inside, wanting nothing more than some peace and quiet. Unfortunately, Ford was heading in the same direction as I was.We both wanted to freshen up before dinner, I guess.“I’ll leave you alone to do your thing; I’ll head down to the living room.” I said awkwardly. How was this going to work?!“Fifteen minutes until dinner is served,” Ford said sternly as he turned his back to me and walked into the bathroom.Thankfully the kids were downstairs to distract me.They both smiled when they saw me, and Ada called me over. “This is our playtime.”“That’s cool, so what are you playing, and can I join?” I always play around with the kids in my family. There are a lot of them!“A puzzle.” Ada pointed to the pieces in front of her.That’s boring. They have homeschooled all day, it seems, and then have some time to play, and they play with puzzles. I mean, if they like that sort of thing… It’s not how the kids at home play, though.Percy joined me and A
Nivia’s povAfter some bullshit chitchat with Mom, Dad, and Forrest, Dad went into super-dad mode.“So what the fuck is up with your face? Because your voice sounds cheery, but your eyes betray you. You’re fucking miserable.”I sighed, “I am not fucking miserable.”“Well, you’re not basking in the motherfucking flow of the mate bond either. You should be fucking all day and being all giddy.”I laughed, “seriously?”Dad shrugged while Mom covered her mouth to hide her laughter, “well, yeah. You’ve seen how mates are when they first meet. They’re all over each other, sucking face all day long, being fucking clingy. Some people just stay in their room for a whole week. And you two… Well, Niv, no offense, but you don’t even act like you like each other.”I sighed, Goddess, this man is exhausting! “We do like each other.”“Prove it.”I scoffed, “seriously? Prove it? How?”“I don’t fucking know, but well… fuck it…. Your mom is going to kill me for saying this, but I’ve already started this
Nivia’s povMaybe it could work somehow?I’d be Ford’s Luna, the type of Luna he wants, and after a while I’ll take over as Alpha for Mom and get to have my shot to be in charge.I just always thought it would be different, you know?We’d run our pack together. Like Mom and Dad and all that came before them.It’s… Ugh… I don’t know if I can be a Luna like Pearle was. I don’t know if I can be a traditional Luna, one who barely is allowed to have an opinion on pack members.I’m trying. I really am.Trying to find a way things could work, because for all his faults, I am falling hard for Ford.We walked the rest of the way in silence, and I hoped maybe we could salvage the rest of the evening. Maybe I could find a way for Ford to understand we weren’t trying to embarrass him but help him.Because it was clear he reacted so strongly because we hurt his pride.I wish I could understand why Ford behaved the way he did. I know his past has shaped him to be the man he is today.If Fletcher tr
Ford’s povEverything seemed to be settled with the Wind Winder pack. Fletcher’s remains have been sent back; they have found a temporary replacement until Fletcher’s son is of age, and they have agreed to my budget proposal.To my surprise they even suggested a new alliance, this one based on mutual respect.I told them I would consider their offer, even if I would rather not have any ties to that part of my life. If it benefits the pack, I might consider it.And if it’s an agreeable option for the Iron River pack. If the Iron River pack says it’s either them or the Wind Winder pack, the choice is clear.This is what I'll be discussing shortly, once my mother-in-law is ready for our meeting.I impatiently waited until she appeared on the screen. I have other business to attend to.‘As has she,’ Callum reminded me. ‘Be nice.’Be nice, I scoffed to myself. I am perfectly pleasant.Alpha Aeryn can ask her daughter just how pleasant I can be.I didn’t mean anything by it; however, my min
Nivia’s povFord crawled into bed with me when the sun was already coming up.At least he had let me know he wouldn’t be home for dinner. By using one of the Omegas instead of calling or texting, but still… He did let me know.Goddess… Okay! I know I’m pulling at straws trying to make it seem like he cares as much as I do.If I want Ford to like me for me, then I should like him for him, right?Nah… Sorry, it won’t happen.I must admit I am starting to find his frowns and scolding expression cute. And I love it when he swallows hard to avoid saying something that isn’t proper. The way his Adam's apple moves is sexy somehow.I also love… LOVE! How he calls me darling.With his accent and the way he speaks in general, it’s fucking hot.I love how gentle he is in bed. Even when he crawls next to me, he puts his arms around me, and it feels like I’m being hugged.And the sex…. Well, not sex, sex, but it’s still sex without penetration, right? Well, the sex is just… WOW!But is it enough?“
Nivia’s povIt took a lot of restraint not to fight Fletcher when I had the opportunity, but I had to think about the consequences if I did.Not only would it look like Ford needs my help fighting his battles, but it would also mean that I’d be in control of the Wind Winder pack.Whoever kills the alpha becomes the alpha.I have no clue what Ford will do with the pack, and while I would love to discuss it with him, I am pretty sure he doesn’t want my opinion on the matter.Besides, I’m too busy licking every inch of his body. I mean, his wounds.Of course we took a shower first. Ford’s face was covered in Fletcher’s blood, and his body was covered in Goddess knows what.Dirt, his blood, Fletcher's blood, fur, pieces of skin?Although it was kind of gross, watching them fight was pretty cool.I had helped clean his back, which means we were both just wearing towels at the moment. I could have gotten dressed, but I figured it was time sensitive to tend to his wounds.‘Sure….’ Gwyn teased
Ford’s pov “Agreed.” ‘Agreed?!’ Callum growled inside my head. ‘Are you mental?’ ‘She almost lost the alliance between our packs,’ I replied calmly. Callum was beyond angry; I could feel his outrage through our connection. ‘She called you her family. She defended you!’ ‘I am an adult. Her senior. I do not require or desire her protection.’ I growled back. Fletcher smirked at me, “You should take your pink-haired Luna home. We’ll be able to help you, yeah? We'll show her how a Luna should conduct herself.” “That won’t be necessary.” I replied curtly. “Nah, it would be great, Rutherford. You can show her your mother’s resting place while you’re at it.” I swallowed down the bile in my throat, “thank you for the suggestion.” Fletcher’s eyes flashed as they used to do when he was eager to beat me. “After you left, things actually improved for the old cow. See, when there wasn’t a constant reminder of the crime she committed, people began to forget. It’s not like she was out and ab
Nivia’s “Luna Nivia, perhaps you could share how the Iron River pack handles this dilemma.” Old fucker numbero uno asked. What did I name him again? Baldie? They’re all pretty bald. Or balding at least. Not that bald men can’t be handsome. Grandpa Os continues to attract attention from women, and he's already almost seventy. That is one handsome dude, as my dad would say. Focus, Nivia. “I apologize,” I said with a smile. “I hardly slept last night; could you repeat the question?” Ford grumbled, “what stance does the Iron River pack place on the mate bond and chosen mates?” I nodded, “as the daughter of someone who was part of the School, I am keenly aware of the damage focusing solely on genetics has. However, I see a clear distinction between choosing a mate based on love or based on pressure from those in power. We trust in the Moon Goddess’s decisions to give us the chance to reject our mate if we choose to. It’s not a decision anyone makes lightly, and we consider it a pers
Ford’s povGoddess, did I need this.I had been craving Nivia’s scent, her touch, but I had no conception of what she’d actually taste like or what her moans of pleasure would sound like.I dived into her core, giving up all restraint or decorum.I needed this and so much more.‘Are you sure it’s not because of what Fletcher said?’ Callum tried.Of course he would find a way to ruin this.I walked us to the bed, placing Nivia down gently as I kept sucking and licking her. Goddess, did she look ravishing in her little outfit.But it was for my eyes only.Fletcher should have never seen it.Nivia is mine.I inserted a finger before trying to add another. Nivia squirmed, a clear indicator she did not desire a second digit.She was tight.“Fucking hell,” She moaned as I flicked my tongue against her clit.“Language, darling…” I teased her before going back in.“Oh, Goddess, Goddess, Ford… O, my…” Nivia moaned, “I’m… Ford…. Please… I’m going to, aaaaaah.” And she began to shudder against my
Nivia's pov By the time I had put my dress, shoes, and makeup on, Ford was finished as well. He helped zip my dress up, and off to dinner we went. I sat down next to Ford, and Fletcher took the seat beside me. He grabbed a piece of my hair and spun it around his finger, “I did not picture Ruthie with such a young and bold mate.” “Opposites attract,” I replied, “right, Ford?” “Yes, darling.” Ford replied. “So, tell me the story of how you two met.” Fletcher said as he began eating. I looked at Ford, who softly sighed, “we met at a party at the Iron River pack.” “What a way with words, right?” Fletcher took a sip of his drink. He moved my hair to the side, and I wanted to break his hand for touching me. Ford growled lowly, but didn’t say anything, so I kept calm. “No mark yet, huh? Is it those little baseborns that are holding you back, love?” I swallowed as I counted to ten and joked, “no, I like those kids more than I like Ford.” “Where are those little bastards anyway? I tho