Chapter: 76*******Dirk awoke to an empty bed, the room enveloped in a chill carried by the evening breeze that delicately brushed against his skin. Fatigue weighed heavily on his muscles as he pushed himself up, bracing his frame with an elbow to glance behind him. The drawn curtains allowed the insistent wind to invade the room. Feeling too weary to rise and secure the billowing fabric, he sensed the encroaching cold. The lateness of the hour hinted that Tricc may have departed to attend to Pack affairs. With effort, Dirk maneuvered into an upright position before navigating toward the windows. His steps faltered, vision momentarily clouded, prompting a pause to rub his eyes in a futile bid to restore clarity.At the window, he tugged at the curtains. As he endeavored to fasten them shut, a sudden sharp pang seized his lower abdomen, forcing him to collapse to his knees, the intensity of the pain reverberating through his body. Clutching his midsection, his hands grazed the searing
Chapter: 77*******"Touch me, please," Dirk managed to whisper.He noticed Tricc's hands shaking as he obeyed the soft command. He purred approvingly as the Lycger began to undress him, with little whimpers escaping his parted lips each time Tricc's fingers glided against his heated skin, like ice water. Both were erect, each as equally needy as the other.Tricc lifted his hands, tracing the features of his lover like a cherished portrait, memorizing every detail from the curve of Dirk's eyes to the tiny dimple in the corner of his mouth. Every touch was as delicate as a shadow sensing his mate."Oh, Dirk..." he sighed breathlessly. "I don't know how you can be so beautiful." His voice, thick and low, still sounded wonderful to his ears. Dirk attempted to speak, but Tricc silenced him with a finger to his lips, wanting only to hear intoxicating whimpers and soft moans.Tricc intended to draw out their love-play, savoring the experience to make it both pleasurable and memorable for th
Chapter: 78*****As Tricc's fingers worked their magic, Dirk's legs shook with a surge of excitement that flowed through his system. The knot of tension around his groin grew even larger and pulsed painfully. Inhaling deeply, he tried to focus on something other than the sensation, something other than the ache that spread along his spine and throughout his body as the heat built inside him once again. But he couldn't shift his focus when even his mind was filled with the needs of Seth and Kurt. A soft moan escaped Dirk's mouth."Tricc, Seth, Kurt-AH!" he chanted, unable to articulate his desire.Instinct guided Dirk's lower body to rise when Tricc's fingers gently spread his cheeks apart. His thumb grazed the hidden opening, teasing the furled rosebud with his tongue. While Dirk's body had produced enough of its own lubrication, it was not sufficient for the protective Lycger. Remembering how sore they had left him last time, Tricc reached for a bottle of moonflower oil his Birth Om
Chapter: 79*******"Good morning, Lycgers!" greeted the workers within the Manor as Seth and Kurt entered the grand space. They acknowledged the greetings swiftly, their thoughts fixed on their brother's bedroom where the night before, both he and Dirk had engaged in their lust and love. Whereas, they had endured a torturous night, howling and groaning in the woods, feeling like abandoned pups. As they ascended the stairs, Seth halted suddenly and turned to an Omega cleaning the steps."Is our Birth Omega still in the manor?" The Omega shook her head before responding, "No, once the Alpha went in with the Luna, he departed. However, he mentioned he would return to check on Luna this morning."Seth offered a slight smile, maintaining a stoic expression. "Thank you, Lola."Filled with eagerness, they continued to the Alpha's bedchamber. Without knocking, they pushed the doors open and entered. Their smiles vanished when they realized the bed only held their brother, not their mate.Wa
Chapter: 80*******The Lycgers spun around to see Malta looming behind them, his face twisted into a menacing grimace. He appeared different, devoid of emotion or scent—a vampire now. It became clear how he survived their previous attempt to end him. This time, they vowed to obliterate him completely, leaving nothing salvageable."I've been expecting you," Malta taunted, triggering low growls from the Lycgers.Seth's fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His usual calm demeanor shattered, replaced by seething rage that threatened to consume him. His voice, typically steady, now trembled with a mix of fury and concern. "Malta," he spat, venom lacing his words. "What have you done to him?" His voice resonated with a dangerous edge, sending shivers through anyone within earshot.Malta chuckled darkly, turning away to focus on the unconscious Dirk, observing as the Lion drifted in and out of consciousness. He had inflicted significant harm, eager to witness how Dirk wo
Chapter: 81******As the final blows landed, a haunting stillness settled over the room, broken only by the labored breaths of the combatants. The once pristine warehouse now bore witness to a scene of utter carnage, blood staining the cold concrete floor, the metallic tang of it hanging heavily in the air.Seth stood tall over Malta's lifeless form, the vampire defeated at his feet. His fur was a dark crimson, but his eyes blazed with a fierce resolve that spoke of the justice he had meted out. Kurt, his claws dripping with Erik's blood, surveyed the aftermath of his own battle, a somber expression on his face as he took in the sight of his fallen adversary.Tricc, blood dripping from his jaws, faced the motionless figure of Victoria, her once formidable presence now reduced to nothing. A mix of triumph and sorrow flickered in his gaze as he regarded the vampire who had dared to challenge them.With a mournful howl that pierced the silence, blue flames engulfed the bodies, consuming
Chapter: 82*************ON THE NIGHT HE WAS TAKEN.*******Dirk woke up to the sound of his rumbling stomach, feeling weak as he carefully untangled himself from Tricc's grasp. Sitting up in bed, he took a moment to collect his strength before heading to the closet to find something to wear. His stomach rumbled once more, eliciting a chuckle that he quickly stifled to avoid waking Tricc. Despite his hunger, he quietly rummaged through the closet, discovering a pair of shorts and a shirt. After dressing swiftly, he tiptoed out of the bedroom, leaving the door slightly ajar. The hallway was deserted, the early morning hour ensuring that most of the manor's occupants were still asleep. Descending the stairs cautiously, Dirk avoided making any noise that might disturb the sleeping household. As he reached the bottom of the staircase, a light flickered on in the dining room at the far end. Squinting in the dim light, he scanned for any signs of movement before cautiously approaching th
Chapter: 83******The Lion's heart pounded in fear and uncertainty as he braced himself for whatever torment Malta had in store. Despite his rising panic, he remained silent, knowing that words would not deter his captor's cruel intentions. Trapped in Malta's Hell, he struggled to comprehend the man's relentless desire to see him suffer. They had no prior conflicts or dealings, leaving Dirk bewildered by the intensity of Malta's vendetta against him. Feeling powerless and devoid of his primal strength, he attempted to tap into his Lion's essence but found himself met with silence, a sense of abandonment that only fueled his fear.What has Malta done?As thoughts of his Lion swirled in his mind, Dirk battled against the rising panic, desperate to ascertain his Half's safety and well-being. The uncertainty gnawed at him, but he refused to show weakness in front of his tormentor, determined to maintain a facade of strength and resilience. With his captivity undeniable, Dirk's focus shif
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