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
Chapter: 84******In the heart of the castle, nestled within the towering walls, rested the grand bedroom where Dirk lay sound asleep. The bedroom is opulent elegance, adorned with rich fabrics and intricate details. The expansive windows, draped in cascading silk curtains stood tall, eager to embrace the first light of dawn. As the morning sun tiptoes across the horizon, its gentle rays filter through the sheer fabric, casting a warm, golden glow upon the room. The morning mist danced softly through the room, carrying with it the scent of the surrounding forest, a promise of new beginnings and ancient traditions. The gentle rays of the sun caressed the bed, illuminating the sleeping form of Dirk, his golden hair cascading like a waterfall onto the silk pillows. The sunbeams dance upon the plush velvet carpet, illuminating the ornate furniture with a soft radiance. The mahogany bed, with its towering canopy and cascading silk sheets, appears almost ethereal in the morning light. Th
Chapter: 85*******"What's with that expression?" Dirk inquired curiously.Noira laughed, her eyes sparkling. "Oh, we're just excited! We really cannot wait to meet our baby!" she said, wrapping her arms around Dirk in a tight hug."Your baby?" Dirk asked, his brows furrowed, and then he burst out laughing. "Well, your 'Baby' isn't due for another three months," he chuckled, squeezing Noira's hand, and kissing her on the head.She beamed at him, pulled away from their embrace, and went over to Layla, who was smiling as brightly as Noira. "We are going to be aunties... dear Goddess, this is so exciting!" she squealed, and Noira giggled, nodding her head.Dirk shook his head and left them there to go get dressed. The Omegas noticed and immediately rushed over to him. "Hey, where are you going?" Layla asked, pulling him back."To get properly dressed... in case you haven't noticed, I'm still in my underwear, and you two need to get out!" He retorted with a grin.Layla let go of him with
Chapter: 86*******The sky is ablaze with the mesmerizing hues of a blood moon, the celestial body glowing with a deep, rich crimson and casting its ethereal light upon the earth below. An aura of mystery and anticipation fills the air as if nature itself is aware of the significance of this momentous occasion. As the moon rises, its radiant glow bathes the surroundings in a soft, silky light, transforming the landscape into a magical realm. Shadows dance and flicker, creating an atmosphere of both intimacy and grandeur. The stars, like shimmering diamonds, twinkle overhead, adding to the celestial spectacle. Their presence seems to amplify the significance of the Bonding Ceremony about to take place, as if they too bear witness to this sacred union. A gentle breeze rustles through the trees, carrying the scent of wildflowers and earth, while the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore adds a soothing rhythm to the night, creating a symphony of nature's elements. The set
Chapter: 87********Naked, Dirk is gently lowered onto the bed. Weak, he began to fist his hands into the clean, neat sheets. A spark of warmth began to grow. Moments like this always touched him to the point of tears, at the way the triplets took time to pleasure him, each finding a spot from him that often leaves him wanting. Without the gentleness, without the sweet words. Just a sudden raw desire and want to fill and be filled. He sighs deeply. His body begins to relax, muscles loosening and relaxing most beautifully. Tricc leans down and kisses the base of Dirk's throat, causing his breathing to become slightly more rapid. His eyes begin to flutter shut when Seth's hand runs down his chest. "Mine," he said, his voice low and distorted. The Lycgers felt it vibrate in the sensitive bones behind their ears and fought back a moan of their own. Their bodies agreed, becoming limp and heavy. "Yours," they said softly. That prompted a new sound to erupt, a sexy erotic purr that threat
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