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*Alora* The time has come.. No one could be more nervous than Leon or myself. Lucien is in his own world admiring his mate for the future Queen she is. And I am wondering if this baby will really belong to the mate I have always wanted. I know I shouldn’t be jealous of a baby. But how can I not be? A baby that I didn’t birth from the man I love more than anything and always have. A life created between him and a vile snake of a woman, who we just learned is actually a traitor in the midst of our pack. She is the only reason Talon was even able to do the things near us that he has done. I am glad however, that Monica got the closure she needed. And that The former Luna is awake.. That makes me put some of this sense of anxiety at ease. But still the pressure of this whole situation is weighing on me. I feel a pair of small but comforting hands wrap around my shoulders and I know that it is Leon’s mom. ‘I know what you are thinking, Alora. But you must hold onto the faith that every
(7 YEARS LATER) ***LUCIEN*** Quiet mornings are a thing of the past with 2 twins running through the house, a teen jamming in the bathroom and a 11 year old rummaging through the fridge to fill his stomach. My sweet Angelina starts her training today. Who knew that 7 years ago I would stumble upon children that were created from me without my knowledge. Now I have 4 beautiful children, and the most amazing wife there ever was! “Lucien, it’s almost time to go. I don’t wanna be late. Angelina needs to be there early to stretch!” I hear my wife call from the kitchen as our boys are running in circles around her feet, nothing but life is flowing through these halls. “Don’t forget baby, we have that meeting tonight with Leon. He seemed a little more uptight than normal.” I laugh when I hear her snort. “Well that’s nothing new. Alora is 8 and a half months pregnant with their second baby, and he is a total helicopter dad already and the boy hasn’t even been born yet.” I hear a second
***ANGELINA’S POV***A quick sprint to start because we are all eager and then my training kicks in. Steady my breathing. In through my nose, keep my pace even, out through my mouth. Keep your hands even, don’t flail them about.Don’t think too much about your footing, just let your legs flow as you keep moving.I see a few of my classmates near me, doing a buddy system jog. Those are fun until one person decides they can’t go on and then the other quits because they don’t want to run alone. Then you got the boy, it’s always the boys who joke about. Bumping into each other. Making jokes about who is faster, who is going to beat the other. Until one of them sprints off to show up his buddies and shows off for the girls. And then one of two things happens. One he trips over something, or runs into something. Or two, runs out of breath and can’t keep that pace up.Boys hate losing.And then there are training junkies like me. Who know how to pace themselves. How to watch the ground but
No one ever tells you that growing up in a world where you are the backup isn't living.They don't tell you that all the training, pushing and learning you go through. Put yourself through, hoping to be the best you can is only because you have to be a replacement in case something happens to the original first choice.You get loved differently. Looked at with a nose in the air. Talked about as if your hard work isn't enough because you weren't the original first choice. And all you really want is to meet the expectations of the people you love in your life.No one chooses you first. Not even the one made for you.Someone created by the Moon is supposed to love, cherish and adore you for eternity And even when they don't choose you first, but as a
**LUCIEN**Late nights that never end. That's what my life is.The smell of stale beer, warm liquor, and cheap perfume filling through the air. Nothing but slutty shewolves walking around in tight or hardly any clothing. Men with no mates, dead mates, or who don't care about their mates. slowly wasting away.Constantly churning in my stomach, sticking to me like a second skin. Embedding it's stench to me.I've literally spent my whole life trying to be the best of the best. Just to be told that it was for nothing. That it was just to be a backup plan. Number is what I'll always be."Lucien, you need to head back to the pack house. Your brother is trying to mind link you. He needs you there now." The bartender Chris tells me. I'm a regular he
**LUCIEN** -The Next Day- I am burning up. I feel like I am sweating to death. What is wrong with me? I flutter my eyes open. Feeling this heat, I almost thought I had died and finally made it to hell. Just kidding hell is what I have been living in. ‘Where the fu.ck am I, Ragnar? This isn’t my bed.’ I sat up, dusting what felt like dirt off of me. I can’t open my eyes, it’s way too bright here. My senses are coming back and I have this overwhelming and pounding headache. ‘We are in the woods. You went unconscious last night.’ He retorted. Like it was the most obvious thing in the world. ‘Why are you acting like I know what is going on?’
**LUCIEN** A whole damn month and I am slowly starting to enjoy this little town. I still drink. But not nearly as much as I used to. But still enough to smell it on me. The job I was given was in a butcher shop. Like here I am this huge, alpha blooded werewolf, chopping up meat for a living. Ridiculous. But it's nice when I can take some home. I have found my favorite thing to do is sit out on my deck where it overhangs with no roof, watch the stars, and listen to the wind dancing through the trees at night, downing a couple of beers. Sometimes I feel like I hear laughter or an angelic and melodious voice but then other times I feel like I'm going crazy. There is a hint of vanilla and caramel in the air. The sweet aroma always makes my whole body tingle and go crazy, like in ov
**UNKNOWN FEMALE** It’s been a few weeks since we have been out and about again. Feeling like someone was watching me really freaked me out. I was so scared that night that my husband had found me that I cried myself to sleep silently while my kids slept in my bed. Luckily here, it is summer time. So no school. And I had enough money saved up to keep me afloat until I found a new job. I saw some waitressing jobs posted in the windows a few places down from the park. The little plaza that has a water fountain in it, with all the little shops and cafes. It’s so homey and cute, it really warms a spot in my soul that I have never felt before. “Momma, what are we going to do today? It’s so sunny out, can we go to the park?” My daughter Angelina, called from the kitchen. The girl is f
***ANGELINA’S POV***A quick sprint to start because we are all eager and then my training kicks in. Steady my breathing. In through my nose, keep my pace even, out through my mouth. Keep your hands even, don’t flail them about.Don’t think too much about your footing, just let your legs flow as you keep moving.I see a few of my classmates near me, doing a buddy system jog. Those are fun until one person decides they can’t go on and then the other quits because they don’t want to run alone. Then you got the boy, it’s always the boys who joke about. Bumping into each other. Making jokes about who is faster, who is going to beat the other. Until one of them sprints off to show up his buddies and shows off for the girls. And then one of two things happens. One he trips over something, or runs into something. Or two, runs out of breath and can’t keep that pace up.Boys hate losing.And then there are training junkies like me. Who know how to pace themselves. How to watch the ground but
(7 YEARS LATER) ***LUCIEN*** Quiet mornings are a thing of the past with 2 twins running through the house, a teen jamming in the bathroom and a 11 year old rummaging through the fridge to fill his stomach. My sweet Angelina starts her training today. Who knew that 7 years ago I would stumble upon children that were created from me without my knowledge. Now I have 4 beautiful children, and the most amazing wife there ever was! “Lucien, it’s almost time to go. I don’t wanna be late. Angelina needs to be there early to stretch!” I hear my wife call from the kitchen as our boys are running in circles around her feet, nothing but life is flowing through these halls. “Don’t forget baby, we have that meeting tonight with Leon. He seemed a little more uptight than normal.” I laugh when I hear her snort. “Well that’s nothing new. Alora is 8 and a half months pregnant with their second baby, and he is a total helicopter dad already and the boy hasn’t even been born yet.” I hear a second
*Alora* The time has come.. No one could be more nervous than Leon or myself. Lucien is in his own world admiring his mate for the future Queen she is. And I am wondering if this baby will really belong to the mate I have always wanted. I know I shouldn’t be jealous of a baby. But how can I not be? A baby that I didn’t birth from the man I love more than anything and always have. A life created between him and a vile snake of a woman, who we just learned is actually a traitor in the midst of our pack. She is the only reason Talon was even able to do the things near us that he has done. I am glad however, that Monica got the closure she needed. And that The former Luna is awake.. That makes me put some of this sense of anxiety at ease. But still the pressure of this whole situation is weighing on me. I feel a pair of small but comforting hands wrap around my shoulders and I know that it is Leon’s mom. ‘I know what you are thinking, Alora. But you must hold onto the faith that every
*LUCIEN* My mother is home. Alive. Awake. Breathing. Walking. Talking. Laughing.. The knot in my throat can hardly be swallowed. The hairs on my arms are standing up with goosebumps underneath them. I feel as if I am seeing a ghost. The screams of agony coming from Talon no longer concern me. My world is complete, my Queen, her vengeance unraveling and my family all under one roof. Minus my babies of course. Tobias removes the spiked gag ball from Talon’s mouth, giving him some relief. But that doesn’t last long. Blood pouring down the scruff of his face like a vampiric waterfall. “WHO HELPED YOU?!?!” The king growls again, the sinister tone in his voice is enough to send shivers across the continent. And I for one am glad that I am not on the other end of this. His aura suffocates the room, causing most of us to gag for air and when he notices it he draws it in and then easily directs it right to Talon. That is a talent I wish to master. His face is turning purple as he is
*MONICA* He always thought I never knew. That I never had a clue that he had done. I had my suspicions. And the day before I left I found that box. The box of evidence he had hidden away. I almost took it with me but there wasn’t any dust on the box. So it was something he frequented. And if he had known I had that box, he wouldn’t have left me alone. I could’ve used it to get him locked up, but thinking back, my gut was right to make me leave it there. His whimpers fill the cell block. No longer a powerful Alpha werewolf, now just a regular human, just as I was. This may make me just as bad as him, but I do not care. He deserves every cut, bruise, and beating that could be coming his way. “I don’t know..AGGHHHHH!!!!” He screams as I put the zapper to his calf sending the surges of electricity to his groin and making him piss his pants. “Don’t. Fucking. Lie. To. Me..” I growl. “You have done enough of that in my lifetime.” His pants quicken as he is trying to catch his breath,
*LUCIEN*My fucking mate has the power to turn humans into werewolves and werewolves into humans.. Watching her lead, and take charge and move so swiftly the way she did to Talon really made all the blood rush to a place it doesn’t need to be in this situation. But how can I help it?The love of my life, the Luna of my heart, has single handedly taken down her attacker without a single flinch or sweat bead. She didn’t let him break her, he just bent her a little. And he only did that because he made her believe she had no power over her own life. And in just a short amount of time, she has taken those pieces of herself and glued them back together to be this amazing and beautiful and fierce woman she is right now. But even with Talon going to the dungeons, I am curious. And slightly worried. He couldn’t have done all he did without some inside help. He couldn’t have made the plans he made without someone getting him around surveillance, guards, and pack members.“Lucien, my love. I
*UNKNOWN* Why the fuck does it feel like I have been hit by a damn mack truck? I try to sit up but physically it takes too much. There are muffled noises around me, making me think I am not alone but it takes me a few minutes to finally pry my eyelids open. And boy when I do, the sight before me is a little strange. My husband and mate are sitting next to my bed against the wall. My firstborn boy is sitting on the other side next to a raven-haired beauty. Oh, my Goddess, that is Alora! "Is... That-t your ma.. mate?" I crack out of my throat and everyone's head whips to look at me. My husband is by my side in a matter of seconds with a glass of water helping me to drink it. "Mon Amour, tu es réveillé." He cries slightly, pressing his head against mine. I am so used to the rugged and rough Alpha Male that never shows emotions. So this is quite refreshing. "Mama," Leon whines as he hugs my waist laying slightly on the bed. Alora is behind him with tears in her eyes rubbing his ba
**TALON** 'Alpha Sir, something is happening. All of the security cameras lining the borders have gone black. We can't get ahold of the other guards. It's creepy out here.' I hear coming through the mind link. 'Can you sorry sacks of shit get anything right?' I growl. Running straight from my office. None of these motherfuckers can do anything right. They couldn't keep my useless wife in our home. The guards here are more worthless than that sniveling little wanna-be Alpha. Losing track of my thoughts, I make it to the border quickly. Things smell out of place. My booby traps are gone. But the smell, the smell of aftershave and cologne are lingering and the hint of the scent of my wife floating through the air. Looking for the culprit or any signs of life in the night with my perfect vision, I hear a chuckle that even sends chills down my spine."Ahhh. It's the sniveling little Alpha that took my wife." I cackle. I hear no footsteps, no twigs breaking, not even any breathing. Odd.
**LUCIEN**Watching Calypso hold onto Angelina and Lincoln as if her life depends on it is warming. But I can feel her rage building. That last sentence he said to her has her aura going out of control. 'Calypso, please breathe before you blast your aura enough to kill us all.' Her head whips to look at me and her eyes soften as she looks at me. She starts reeling her aura in and looks down at Angelina and Lincoln. "My pups. Having you here, and finally meeting you both is a miracle. But there is something we all have to talk about. Even you two little minds have to hear this." She says picking Lincoln up and rubbing her nose to his and watching him giggle and then setting him in my lap. Then she rubs her nose to Angelina's who immediately returns it with a smile and sits her next to us both. There is something we all need to know. And the look on King Tobias' face tells me he has no idea what it is.. "We are fixing to have a guest." She says as the wind swirls around the room. Th