Chapter: 46*******The kiss was fleeting, yet when they parted, both seemed dazed, breathing heavily as if it had been their final breath. Their hands lingered at each other's waist, their bodies touching. Flush with exertion and desire, their cheeks glowed, and their eyes sparkled like sapphires as they locked gazes. Their breath hitched as they closed their eyes, savoring the moment.Seth chuckled heartily. ("Well, well, well. Looks like we've got quite the situation on our hands, don't we, boys?")Tricc smiled. ("I can hardly contain myself at this point.")("I want to kiss him again,") Kurt interjected, and his brothers growled.("No more kissing for you. You need to save some for us too, you greedy little—") ("Okay, that's enough,") Seth cut in before Tricc and Kurt could start bickering again. ("Each of us needs to bond with him. Kurt is doing a great job, and I think we need to do the same.") Seth's words halted when he heard Dirk's voice. The link fell silent as they all wai
Chapter: 47*******"Are you okay? Do you want some water?" Kurt asked and Dirk opened his eyes, gazing at him."What?" Dirk blinked, trying to get rid of the haze that had gathered over his vision. Kurt was smiling at him, his eyes warm and bright."I said," Kurt repeated slowly, smiling softly, "Do you want some water?" he asked once again."Uh, yeah," Dirk answered, clearing his throat. His voice sounded rough, hoarse. "That would be nice.""Alright, wait here, I'll get you some water," Kurt told him and gently pulled out his soaked hand from underneath Dirk's pants. He brought the hand to his nose and with a contented smile took a long whiff of their mate's seed. "Fuck!" he groaned and hurried into the bathroom. When he returned, he carried in his hand a warm towel and a clean change of clothes for Dirk. He then began to undress the still quivering Lion and not a sound left Dirk's tired throat all the while Kurt cleaned him up and got him into the fresh clothes.Afterward, he fetc
Chapter: 48*******In a grand echo through the Great Hall, the solemn declaration of rejection resonated. "I, Dirk Fairpride, reject you, Seth, Kurt, and Tricc RiverBay as my Fated mates. From this day onward, I sever all links and bindings between us."The words echoed in the silence of the Great Hall for a full half-minute. They were swiftly followed by roars from all three Lycgers, their shift happening almost simultaneously. This sudden shift prompted the two men guarding Dirk to bear their fangs and ready themselves for an attack on the triplet Weretigers standing before them.Dirk whimpered from the floor where he lay helplessly, his breathing unsteady. It hurt like hell, but not nearly as much as the pain that tore at his chest. His heart beat frantically against his rib cage as if trying to escape through an open wound. It felt like someone had ripped out the bottom of his heart and taken it with them.The intense sensation spread through him and down his arms until he felt a
Chapter: 49***********Earlier That Day.*****The office exuded a sense of familiarity, filled with the comforting scent of polished furniture. The quiet hum of machines provided a soothing backdrop, painting a picture of steady productivity. Soft, cheerful tones adorned the walls, creating an inviting atmosphere despite the slightly musty smell. The space housed a small collection of books, framed pictures, and assorted trinkets. Plush couches and armchairs adorned the room, with a large fireplace dominating one wall, complemented by a small window offering a view of the magnificent garden. The room was adorned in a soft pink hue, evoking a sense of an early 20th-century setting, complete with matching wallpaper, lace curtains, and drapes adorning the windows.Despite the elegant setup, the neat stacks of paperwork on each desk hinted at the substantial workload. It had only been three days since he had fallen ill, yet the paperwork seemed to have amassed into an overwhelming ocea
Chapter: 50******As Dirk slowly regained consciousness, he found himself in a dimly lit room, suffused with Malta's overpowering pheromones. His head throbbed, and his body ached from the brutal attack. He struggled against the restraints that bound him to the chair, but they held fast.There was no sign of where he was, though he could hear the sounds of movement around him. Muffled voices, speaking in an unyielding rhythm, were barely audible but distinguishable. He tried to call out for help, but there was nobody present who would be willing to save him. So, he resigned himself to wait as his captors planned their next move. It was clear to him that they intended to torture him, but why? Why would Floridia, his former ally, be in league with Malta, his enemy? He had never wronged her, not even during their time together. The only reason he had recklessly responded to her call was the picture of her son, who bore an uncanny resemblance to the man who had named him heir in Qiemont.
Chapter: 51******On the night of the annual conference of Alphas, a gathering of wolves far and wide, each carrying their recent struggles they could not handle alone, or had lost wisdom on how to control. Tricc, the sole Lycger who inherited his Father's title and now the Alpha supreme since his Lycgers awakened, held full authority to preside over these crucial meetings.This particular evening witnessed the convergence of Alphas from packs across the known world. It was a momentous occasion where they would divulge their secrets and vulnerabilities, seeking Tricc's insight to surmount their pack's challenges.Within the grand hall, anticipation crackled in the air as Alphas from distant packs awaited the arrival of the legendary Alpha of Alphas. An electric energy hummed through the room, each Alpha seated with a sense of strength and pride, their gaze fixed on the doorway in eager reverence for their leader.A hush descended as the massive oak doors swung open, revealing the imp
Chapter: 52******Alpha Lysandra of the Silver Peak Pack raised her voice, her words tinged with desperation as she recounted a scarcity of food that threatened to starve her pack. "Our hunters return empty-handed, Alpha Tricc," she pleaded. "How can we ensure the survival of our kin through this harsh winter?" She turned pleading eyes toward Tricc, her features lined with pain as she awaited his response. Tricc's eyes gleamed with resolve as he met Lysandra's gaze, his wisdom a beacon of hope in the darkness. "Adversity reveals the true strength of a pack," he intoned. "Look to the land for sustenance, share resources with those in need, and together, you shall weather the storm that threatens to consume you." His eyes shone brightly, the fire of his wisdom burning with conviction. Lysandra stared at Tricc for a moment before turning and joining in the murmurs of agreement. Her people believed in Tricc, as did most members of the council. Alpha Serenata of the Whispering Pines Pa
Chapter: 53******As Tricc knelt before Leonardo, a sense of reverence washing over him, the Lycan king extended his hand, his touch igniting a surge of light energy that enveloped Tricc's being. Waves of ancient wisdom, forged in the crucible of centuries past, flowed into him, merging with his very essence. Mighty strengths and powers long dormant within his bloodline awakened, empowering him with a legacy that transcended time.The lights in the chamber flickered erratically, casting dancing shadows on the walls as the transfer of energies intensified. Tricc's body trembled with the sheer magnitude of the forces at play, his senses overwhelmed by the ancient knowledge and power flooding into him. In that moment of profound connection with his heritage, Tricc teetered on the brink of unconsciousness, his spirit awash with the echoes of his ancestors and the weight of destiny pressing down upon him.As Leonardo's energy flowed into Tricc, the chamber crackled with a potent blend of
Dear readers, Thank you all for embarking on this adventure with me. Sharing this experience with you has been truly wonderful and enjoyable. Your readership, comments, and votes on this book mean the world to me. As we reach the end of "ALPHAS’ PRIDE MATE: The Pride Who Goes Into Heat," I sincerely hope you've savored reading it as much as I relished writing it. Up next in "The Shifter Saga" is the compelling tale of Talon and Altair. If you wish to delve into their journey, don't miss the next book in our series, "UNVEILING THE VAMPIRE'S OMEGA: Bound By Blood Freed By Love." I look forward to reuniting with you on that adventure. Take care and thank you immensely. Warm regards, AlphaKelly
Dirk cradled his son in his arms, sprinting back to the Pack, the distant howls of his mates fading into the background. His mind was ablaze with fury, his son's body hanging limply as if he had transformed into mere paper within his grasp. Doubts gnawed at him — had he erred by casting Talon into the sea? Could this impulsive act have dire consequences for his son's well-being? If Altair was truly the Spirit Wolf responsible for marking Talon, did this mean that hurling Talon into the unforgiving depths would irrevocably impact the life of his only child? As he laid the boy on the bed, Caleb and Phoenix swiftly attended to him. While running, Dirk had summoned them, relieved to find them awaiting his arrival upon reaching the Pack. It wasn't Dirk's call that initially alerted them to the crisis, but rather little Bryn's confession to Phoenix. "I untied the strings on Talon's bedroom door," the tearful girl murmured, her distress evident. "I'm so sorry!" Her plea tugged at Phoen
TALON **** Nine. At the age of nine, I ran out of the blood that sustained me. For a year, I struggled silently, unwilling to reveal how deeply it affected me. I tried to maintain a semblance of normalcy without it, but my efforts only led to restlessness, unconsciousness, and sleepless nights. The cold crept in, the bed felt foreign. Who could I confide in? Who would listen to the plea of a vampire boy thrust into a family where he never belonged? The memory of that fateful day still haunts me. How could I have mercilessly attacked Dirk? I couldn't explain the overwhelming impulse that drove me. The desire to connect with what he possessed consumed me. Did that make me insane? Powerless? A maniac, perhaps. I endured the consequences, tormenting myself night after night. I yearned to reverse time, but it was an irreversible deed. I had to bear the burden for the rest of my days. I had committed a shameful act, sowing seeds of hatred in the hearts of those who professed to love
Altair sat at his favorite spot by the little pond, feeding the fishes gathered around his feet. They nipped on the bread, tickling him and eliciting laughter. He cherished these tiny companions, finding solace in their company when his parents were absent after his school days. While he longed for his parents, he understood the demands of their work. His eighth birthday was approaching, and he anticipated it eagerly. Turning eight meant training with the older children, a prospect that excited him. He yearned to build his strength to confront the boys who often taunted him. Running out of bread, he gazed at his swimming friends with a smile. "You've finished it all. Now, I must attend to my homework!" he exclaimed to the fishes, rising from his seated position by the pond. After brushing off his pants, he hurried through the garden towards the manor as the evening descended, mindful of completing his tasks before dinner. "Altair!" Bryn's voice called out as she spotted him a
Chapter: 94 ******* "What's wrong?" they asked, their faces etched with concern. "I-I... ahh!" He cried out in pain. "Does it hurt?" Tricc inquired, placing a hand on his stomach. Dirk nodded frantically, the pain intensifying. "Okay, we need to go," Tricc declared, swiftly lifting Dirk as if he weighed nothing and hastening to the car, with Seth and Kurt keeping pace beside them. The journey back to the Pack's hospital was frantic, each of Dirk's cries piercing their hearts. The sudden onset of pain and distress, with the baby not expected for another three days and a necessary operation looming, left the Lycgers bewildered. Upon reaching the hospital, Tricc once more cradled their nearly unconscious mate, rushing into the lobby as Seth and Kurt urgently called for Dr. Creiff. Responding to the urgency in their voices, Dr. Creiff quickly appeared, assessing Dirk's condition with a touch to his forehead and recoiling at the heat emanating from the Lion. "What's ha
Chapter: 93 ******** "Where are we going?" Dirk inquired, repeating the question for the fourth time that evening. They had been en route for nearly an hour. It was a Saturday, and he was reluctant to leave the comfort of his bed. Each movement felt like a heavy burden on his legs. Anticipation for the arrival of the baby was high; he longed for a moment of respite. Thoughts of Talon had consumed him since his birthday morning. Although he hadn't laid eyes on the boy since updates on his well-being were frequent. Talon seemed to be adjusting to the daily spoonful of blood. However, as Dirk entered his final month, the looming question emerged: would he still be able to provide a refill once the last bottle ran dry? Nonetheless, arrangements had been made with his mates. They had prepared additional bottles, preserved by Tircc's spells. The issue now lay in the duration these bottles would last before a permanent solution could be found. The precious little angel didn't deserve
Chapter: 92 ******* The Lycgers swiftly assisted their mate to his feet and guided him towards a plush sofa, ensuring he sat comfortably as Tricc tended to the wound inflicted by the boy. "Shall I contact Creiff?" Seth inquired, receiving a confirming nod from Kurt. "We must ascertain the well-being of the child," Tricc added. "How did you get this?!" Phoenix's voice pierced the room, drawing all present gazes towards the boy, now resting limply in Caleb's grasp, while Phoenix scrutinized the mark on his arm. "Talon, can you hear me?" he questioned, but the boy seemed detached from his surroundings. The Lycgers approached to witness the scene, their gasps echoing as they beheld the glowing crimson mark encircling Talon's left forearm, extending to his elbow—the root of it all was a perfectly imprinted mark. "The mark of the Spirit wolf," Tricc whispered, prompting puzzled glances from his brothers, who momentarily forgot his extraordinary abilities. "But how?" Tricc
Chapter: 91******The room was shrugged in darkness, the only light coming from the dim fire that crackled from the furnaces, creating a cozy heat that settled around the body of the young child on the bed. A soft breeze swept through the room and the scent of fresh flowers wafted through the air. The sounds of distant laughter, chirping birds, and the gentle clinking of bottles from outside his opened windows were all heard by Talon. He was no baby, and no matter how much they tried to keep it away, he knew his mother had died. Someone had killed her, and stolen the only family he had left in this world. While his mother had shared tales of his Uncle Dirk, he had never felt close to this unknown relative until he was brought to this household two months ago. Although the pack house is filled with warmth, and a family bond grows amongst all who live within the Estate still, Talon feels lost and unwanted in this place. Despite the kind efforts of those around him to make him feel at
Chapter: 90*******"Andrew who?" Dirk questioned, seeking clarification. Seth took a deep breath and gently held Dirk's hand, speaking softly. "Andrew and I were in a relationship for a while. We met in unusual circumstances and developed feelings for each other. I made it clear that I was mated, even though I hadn't found you yet. Andrew promised to leave once we found you, but he struggled to let go because he had fallen deeply for me..." Dirk's expression darkened as he listened, his gaze locked on Seth's. "I don't want to hear about your exes. It's been a painful experience dealing with them in the past. Please, just tell me how he found Talon and brought him back to us," Dirk requested, trying to hold back tears as his emotions threatened to overwhelm him. Seth felt a pang of regret in his chest and nodded understandingly. "I'm sorry. For everything," he apologized, his voice heavy with remorse. Tears streamed down Dirk's face, his lips trembling. "Damn," he muttered, feelin