Chapter: 68******She paused and swallowed the lump in her throat. "I know you may find it hard to believe, but this is the truth. He had been working with Malta to eliminate Dirk long before I entered the scene. You must locate Erik and Victoria, or else I cannot fathom what they might do next." The Lycgers exchanged glances, absorbing this unexpected revelation. Kurt realized Erik harbored envy, but the depth of his betrayal shocked him. Recalling Erik's abrupt appearance on the night of the club fire and the ominous warning he had imparted, Kurt resolved to deal with him decisively. Erik had overstepped, and Kurt was prepared to address it definitively. Regarding Victoria, Kurt pondered how he could harm the mother of his child. While she might have played a part, he doubted his willingness to harm her. How would he explain this to his son in the future? Acknowledging his shortcomings as a father who provided materially but lacked emotional connection, Kurt recognized the need t
Chapter: 69******Naked now, Dirk lay on the messy bed. His mates watched him with an intensity that nearly caused his arousal to surge. Their eyes, filled with the presence of their Lycgers, bore into his golden ones, and Dirk let out an unexpected moan. They had promised to be gentle, but how would they manage that? Not with their sizes or their hard, large lengths; he wondered how they planned to accommodate him with those impressive sizes. The marks he had left on them began to glow, and at that moment, they leaned forward, each choosing a part of his body to tease and torment, leaving Dirk nearly in tears - tears of joy, fear, and ecstasy. "Do not hold back," Seth whispered in his ear, sending a shiver through his core. "Moan loud enough for the entire pack to hear you tonight." In response to that cue, Dirk emitted a strangled sound, causing them all to groan in unison. "Beautiful," Seth remarked before capturing his lips in a fiery kiss that left Dirk feeling weak to his very
Chapter: 70*******It was late, way past midnight, yet all four of them were still tangled in each other's limbs, with Dirk straddling Kurt's legs. His body moved on its own, riding on Kurt's large member. His cockhead rested on top of Kurt's stomach, glistening slightly, his lips parted, his breathing heavy, his eyes half-lidded. His hand was wrapped firmly around Tricc's swollen cock, giving him a long stroke as he rode himself on Kurt's member.Tricc's mouth hung open slightly, his eyes closed as Dirk held his hands firm. He shook with excitement, not pain, and Dirk knew Tricc was close. "Oh, god, that feels amazing, Jellybean," Tricc groaned, a smile crossing his face. Dirk loved it when Tricc smiled at him like that.Kurt held onto Dirk's ass tightly, keeping him upright and directing his thrusts to hit his sweet spot each time he came down, earning a throaty response from Dirk. Dirk's other hand possessively wrapped around Seth's dick as Seth lay on his left side. Their mating
Chapter: 71*******Dirk was the first to wake, finding himself tangled between limbs. The Lycgers encircled him protectively, each ensuring he felt their touch. The sight of their slumbering forms brought a smile to Dirk's face, and he managed to sit upright. Glancing to his left, he beheld Seth and Kurt lying nearby, reaching out to gently caress their sleeping faces. A small smile played on his lips as they groaned, resisting disturbance in their sleep. Turning to his right, Dirk chuckled softly at Tricc's adorable sleeping visage. The Lycger made cute expressions even in sleep. Leaning in, Dirk pressed a tender kiss to Tricc's cheek before extricating himself from their embrace and rising from the bed. As he stood, his knees gave way unexpectedly, causing him to stumble, but a hand caught him before he hit the ground."What makes you believe you can move about after what you've endured?" Tricc's voice flowed into his ears like fine wine, prompting Dirk to whimper softly as he lean
Chapter: 72******The room was saturated with pheromones, not just peaceful ones but those that carried a threat to anyone who inhaled them. The message in those pheromones was clear: "Approach our Mate and face death." However, the Omegas standing at the door were unaware of this. Upon pushing the door open, they hurried inside, only to be immediately driven back by the overwhelming scent of the pheromones, which filled the room like an overused spray. The door closed behind them as they hastily retreated, breathing heavily with their backs against the door.One of them held her head, trying to suppress a violent headache as she struggled to catch her breath. "We are so foolish!" Layla muttered, pressing both fists against the wall for support. She felt lightheaded at the thought and pressure was mounting in her temples. She wanted to rid her mouth of the bitter taste of the pheromones. "How could we forget what has been happening in that room for the past few days," she added under
Chapter: 73******Young Talon stood amid the ancient standing rocks, his small palm gliding smoothly along the stone edges. The moon, in the early stages of its full glow, cast its light upon the four stones surrounding the boy. The moonlight danced upon the peaks of the rocks, cascading down each one like a white veil being draped over them until they all shimmered in white brilliance before Talon's amazed gaze. His mouth agape, he observed the rocks' transformation under the moon's gentle radiance.His hand, which had paused against the rock, began to tremble slightly before resuming its movement. Talon traced his hand up and down the glowing rocks, touching each one in succession. After encircling the stones and touching them all, he returned to the center, sitting cross-legged with his eyes lifted to the beautiful moon, its light bathing him in recognition. The stars twinkled brightly above, and the tranquil forest whispered gentle breezes against his skin. Despite his mother's d
Chapter: 74******“Dear Goddess, how can one man be so perfectly sculpted... so incredibly strong, yet delicate and gentle at the same time... he is simply too exquisite to even exist in this world," he sighed dreamily from his perch atop the garden chairs.Turning away from attending to his daughter, Raphael asked, "Uh, what?" His gaze landed on Dirk, who kept looking in the opposite direction. Raphael's eyes followed the man's dreamy gaze until they settled on the shirtless Tricc practicing alongside his Betas on the other side of the training area. The sight caused a slight tightening in his chest, and he felt his face heat up slightly. A small smile curved his lips as he watched the way Tricc's muscles flexed in just the right places when he jumped or twisted, the lean curve of his arms, the taut, golden skin stretched over his body as if it were made from silk. Tricc looked ethereal, almost angelic. And his hair... oh gods. It was like someone had taken cotton wool and woven it
Chapter: 75*******"Dirk, your scent, it grows stronger," Tricc groaned, holding back."Please," Dirk begged, his eyes glistening with desperation. Tricc groaned again, how could he say no when he begs like that? "Tricc," Dirk moaned, a low needy sound, which was a flame to the tinder of Tricc's mounting need. He pulled the Lion closer, caressing his hair and wrapping an arm around his slim waist. Their lips finally touched and Tricc felt himself consumed by heat, fire flickering along every nerve as the Lion's mouth melded to his.The taste of Dirk was sweeter than any drink he had ever drank, the smell of him was heady as honey, but most importantly the sensation of their connection burned away all other feelings. He licked at the sensual lips, coaxing them to part, and groaned as his tongue surged into the sweetness of Dirk's mouth. The Lion was rain and flowers, a heady, intoxicating mixture. Tricc licked and explored every nuance of the warm, wet cavern. The Lion within him roar
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