Chapter: 23********Dirk arrived at the mansion of Southingfield's corrupt politician, Dante Klien. Their relationship was built on a favor Dirk had done for Dante, ensuring his escape from imprisonment and securing his position as the Mayor of Southingfield. In return, Dante had promised to pay a substantial sum for Dirk's protection.However, weeks had passed, and Dante had failed to fulfill his end of the bargain. His newfound power as the mayor had filled him with a sense of pride, blinding him to the debt he owed to the man who had put him in that position. Dirk's patience had worn thin, and he decided it was time to remind Dante of his place.Dirk carried his trusty walking cane, crafted from solid hardwood. It symbolized power and authority. His intention was clear—either Dante would pay his debt or suffer the consequences.As Dirk stepped through the grand entrance of the mansion, his eyes scanned the lavish surroundings. Gilded chandeliers cast a warm glow over the opulent d
Chapter: 24********The grand ballroom of the prestigious New Dodgeborough hotel bustled with activity as the city's annual event was set to commence. The room was adorned with magnificent decorations, and sparkling chandeliers casting a warm glow over the attendees. The air was thick with anticipation as prominent figures from various sectors of society mingled, their conversations filled with whispers of political intrigue and power plays.Dirk, dressed immaculately in a tailored suit, made his entrance into the ballroom alongside Bogo and Pedro who had arrived even before they did. Heads turned in his direction, and whispers of his name rippled through the crowd. As the Boss, his presence commanded attention and respect, even in the midst of the city's elite.The council members, aware of Dirk's request, had arranged for a press conference to be held during the event. The stage was set, microphones at the ready, and a backdrop displaying the seal of New Dodgeborough. The anticipat
Chapter: 25********Dirk, satisfied with the response, stepped back from the podium, his confident gaze sweeping over the crowd. The annual event had become a platform for change, a catalyst for a new chapter in the city's history. Dirk had made his mark, leaving an indelible impression on the hearts and minds of the people.As the event continued, conversations buzzed with renewed energy, and alliances were forged in the pursuit of a shared vision. New Dodgeborough was on the brink of transformation, and Dirk, ever the orchestrator of power, watched with a sense of satisfaction as the seeds of change took root.Feeling a sense of uneasiness wash over him, Dirk excused himself from the gathering and hurried to the private restrooms for a moment of solitude. Bogo got up and quickly began to walk behind him but Dirk ushered him back into his seat and went his way alone.He walked briskly, his mind racing with thoughts and concerns. Once inside the clean, well-lit restroom, he leaned ag
Chapter: 26*********Bogo paced the empty hallway, his impatience growing as he waited for Dr. Naam to exit the room. His heart pounded restlessly in his chest, filled with self-doubt and regret. Why hadn't he searched for the Boss sooner? Why had he agreed to let the Boss go to the restroom alone? The weight of his failures weighed heavily on him as he took another sharp turn in the corridor.Finally, he heard the door click and saw Dr. Naam emerge from the room. Relief washed over him, and he hurried toward her. However, she silenced him with a finger to her lips, signaling for him to remain quiet. Bogo respected her gesture and followed as she led him down the hallway to her office. Without uttering a word, he glanced back at the closed door, where the Boss lay, likely asleep, before joining Dr. Naam.Nancy Naam unlocked her office door and entered, removing her coat and hanging it on a nearby hanger. She placed her tablet on the table and then cleaned her glasses before putting t
Chapter: 27********Four Years Ago.*******On the night he finally achieved his long-desired position as the Boss, Seth experienced a profound sense of fulfillment, reminiscent of a significant moment from eighteen years ago. Seeking to indulge himself, he decided to go out and treat himself. Sitting leisurely with a bottle of exquisite liquor, he intended to savor the passing night and reflect upon various matters. Preferring solitude, he chose not to have any bodyguards accompany him. There was just so much he would like to reflect upon tonight, and he didn't want company interrupting his thoughts.Donning his jacket, Seth ventured out for his customary nocturnal stroll. The late spring air was crisp and invigorating, with the sun gradually descending below the horizon. Even beneath the dim glow of street lamps, a subtle warmth permeated the atmosphere. While the leaves were transitioning in color and emitting a rich, intoxicating scent, Seth purposefully disregarded these pleasan
Chapter: 28********They sipped their drinks quietly for several minutes before Seth broke the silence. "You're human," he stated the obvious.Andrew smiled in response. "And I'm guessing you're a werewolf," he commented, raising a perfectly arched eyebrow questioningly."I am," Seth confirmed. "Actually, I'm a Lycger, born of a Lycan and a Weretiger. I also have two brothers; we're triplets.""Oh, that's wonderful!" Andrew gushed. "And where are your brothers?""One is back home, he's the pack leader, and the other is wreaking havoc in the innocent city of Chesterton," Seth informed him, smiling when he heard Andrew's laughter. There was a charming calmness to his laughter that always brought a smile to Seth's face."Why are you here tonight, Seth?" Andrew asked after a while, his genuine tone catching Seth off guard once again."I don't know," Seth admitted honestly. "I guess I just needed to get away from everything for a bit.""I know that feeling," Andrew replied thoughtfully. "
Chapter: 29*********"It felt indescribable as if the past eighteen years never happened. At that moment, all the pain evaporated, and all I desired was to protect him, to love and embrace him. When I saw him struggling, leaning on his walking cane, I felt a profound weakness from within. I wanted to confront whatever had caused him such harm..." Seth trailed off, recollecting how Dirk had stumbled back, leaning on his cane, attempting to retreat from his presence."... Even as he fled, my heart felt nothing but love for him. My Lycgers awakened and they desired him. They yearned for him so intensely that I had to suppress the urge to transform and chase after him," Seth confessed honestly. "I saw it in his eyes—fear, guilt, and an undeniable desire burning deep within. I heard his Lion's roar, and he was not rejecting his Lycgers. Instead, he longed for them. Not only did my Lycgers respond to his Lion's call, but so did the Lycgers of my brothers, despite the distance that separate
Chapter: 30******On a cold, stormy night, the wind whipped in from the North Sea, sending sheets of rain through the air. The moon shone brilliantly over the little island where the Lycgers had sought refuge three days ago. The sea churned with dark, menacing waves. Inside the vast living room, the men paced restlessly, their shirtless bodies drenched in sweat despite the frigid temperature. The pain they felt had become unbearable, and with each passing day, it seemed to worsen.Tricc let out a low growl and abruptly shifted into his Tiger form, his body restless and searing hot. His red eyes revealed the presence of his Lycan, leaving his brothers Seth and Kurt on edge. Sensing his intent to escape the torment that plagued them all, Seth and Kurt sprang into action. Kurt, assuming his Tiger form, positioned himself at the door, effectively blocking Tricc's path."NO!" Kurt firmly snarled, Locking eyes with his brother.With a deep growl, the room trembled as Tricc prepared to char
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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