Chapter: 60******The bedroom's once exotic orchid and aged leather scent had been overtaken by the alluring mix of Lycgers pheromones. Despite inhaling an overwhelming amount, Dirk felt an unexpected sensation, far from the sickness he'd anticipated. A broken moan escaped as Seth's lips trailed along his neck, hot and wet, sending shivers down Dirk's spine. His eyes fluttered open, like the wings of a waking bird. The sight that greeted him was so unexpected, that his heart skipped for several minutes. Floating on the roof of the bedroom, a mixture of what he could only describe as the most perfect blend of pheromone colors - black, red, white, and gold, resembling floating snowflakes in the room's atmosphere. The golden clouds absorbed the other hues, twirling and separating in an enchanting dance, leaving behind their essence in a spiral of colors. Amidst this vortex, the Lycans' gazes met Dirk's, their eyes penetrating his body and soul. Dirk whimpered when Tricc ran a finger t
Chapter: 61******As the Lycgers were escorted out of the room, they encountered a group of elders along with their Birth Omega, who had detected the potent energy from the mating bond ritual. Concerned about the bond's intensity and its possible ramifications not just for the packs but particularly for their mate, the elders deliberated.Within the chamber, Dirk lay unconscious, his breaths shallow and strained. Tricc, Kurt, and Seth grappled with a mix of emotions—guilt, confusion, and a newfound protective instinct towards their mate. They wrestled with the urge to remain by Dirk's side and the necessity of facing the fallout from their actions.The pack elders insisted on relocating Dirk to a secluded spot where protective spells could be cast, hoping their magic would aid in his recovery. Tricc, Kurt, and Seth were ushered into Leon's private office, where Conri, Leon, and Dare awaited them.At the sight of their father, Seth blurted, "What's happening?""Why are they separating
Chapter: 62******The dimly lit VIP room pulsated with the thumping bass of the music from the dance floor below. Malta, a man known for his short temper and no-nonsense attitude, clenched his fists as he paced back and forth, his expensive leather shoes echoing on the polished marble floor. His jaw was tight, and his eyes blazed with fury as he glanced around at the group of people who had gathered in the exclusive area. There was a tense atmosphere in the room, and whispers of his name circulated among the guests, aware that trouble was brewing. The scent of expensive cologne and cigar smoke lingered in the air, creating an aura of decadence and danger. Malta's finely tailored suit hugged his muscular frame, a stark contrast to the chaos unfolding within him. As he made another circuit around the room, Malta's furious steps echoed against the walls, punctuated by the sound of shattering glass. Broken shards of bottles glistened on the floor, reflecting the flickering neon lights
Chapter: 63******As the sun began its descent over the horizon, casting a warm golden glow upon the RiverBay Pack's most exquisite hotel, the Lycgers arrived with their mate for a night destined to be unforgettable. The grand and opulent establishment had been exclusively booked by the triplets, ensuring privacy and exclusivity for their special evening. Upon entering the hotel, Dirk was greeted by a team of attentive staff, all of whom had been handpicked by the Lycgers to cater to their every need. The atmosphere was filled with an air of romance and anticipation, the promise of a magical evening unfolding before them. The triplets led Dirk to a private dining room, elegantly decorated with flickering candlelight and fresh flowers. The table was set with exquisite china and crystal glasses, a symbol of the care and attention the Lycgers had put into planning this evening. Five esteemed chefs had been enlisted to craft a feast befitting royalty, each dish a culinary masterpiece.
Chapter: 64*******Bogo staggered into the heart of RiverBay Pack, his movements unsteady as the dark magic of the vampire coursed through his veins. Every step he took was excruciating, but his determination to protect Dirk spurred him forward. Once he was released by Malta's men, he knew he was in no shape to drive. With much difficulty, he shifted and ran. The air he inhaled felt like toxic acid in his lungs. He could feel the heat coming off his face, his vision blurred, and the sounds of the city faded away. Nothing existed anymore except for the pain and darkness. Each movement threatened to tear him apart from within, but he forced himself forward regardless. For now, his priority was to find the triplets and ensure Dirk's safety. If he died here, that wouldn't do at all. As a guardian, he had duties—to protect Dirk with his very life. Bogo's muscles tensed as he fought against the powerful spell that threatened to consume his will. With every step he took towards the heart
Chapter: 65*******Restlessness consumed him as he paced his private room, fully aware of the chaos unfolding in his territory. The Lycgers were decimating his men, yet fear immobilized him, preventing him from confronting them. He acknowledged his lack of strength to engage in a battle against such formidable foes. His only recourse was to eliminate Dirk, absorbing his powers to bolster his own and be capable of facing any shifter. Malta halted his pacing at the growing howls and snarls of vampires, the sounds intensifying. The overwhelming odors of blood, death, and decay invaded the air, causing his stomach to churn and nearly buckle his knees. He urgently needed reinforcements, and he knew precisely whom to contact.In a sudden blaze of light, his private door flung open, revealing his father standing before him, his eyes piercing with the familiar disdain that always belittled him. Each contemptuous glance from his father reinforced his insecurities, fueling his desire to prove
Chapter: 66******"What's the rush, Malta?" Seth inquired as they observed the wolf swiftly transforming. "Your hospitality leaves much to be desired," he taunted.Nodding in agreement with his brother, Kurt remarked, "I agree, dear brother. We came as guests, yet he has chosen to remain hidden.""And now it appears he is preparing to flee," Tricc jeered alongside his siblings."Surely this isn't your idea of welcoming guests, is it?" Seth prodded further.Malta growled, his gaze intense as it pierced through the Lycgers. "Let's dispense with the jests and childish banter," he rumbled menacingly. "We understand your purpose for being here, so let's begin... the sooner we start, the sooner it will be over for the three of you!" Malta challenged."We are more than willing!" Tricc declared, "And I must admit, I have yearned for this since the moment I caught your scent on our mate's body!" With those parting words, Tricc surged forward.As the Lycgers advanced, their primal instincts pr
Chapter: 67******"I believe she's hidden herself quite well," said Kurt as they emerged from the penthouse where Floridia was supposed to reside. There was no trace of her in the penthouse, and had it not been for Tricc leading them there, they might have assumed they were deceived. Tricc snarled, his fangs slightly extended. "That may be true, but she cannot hide from me... not for much longer, at least." He turned towards the exit and entered the elevator, his brothers following behind him. The elevator ride was filled with silence, the brothers lost in thought, each pondering where Floridia might have concealed herself to elude them. She was undoubtedly aware of Malta's fate and would not want to be caught off guard. Thus, she had made herself scarce to ensure no one followed or discovered her. This tactic would keep them off her trail until she could secure a safe enough distance to leave the city undetected. However, much like Malta, she underestimated the strength and abilit
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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