Nikki POV I spent the next 2 days helping the Luna set up for the graduation banquet. The table settings themselves were absolutely gorgeous. The entrance to the garden had one of those cheeky set ups where there's streamers and balloons that indicate the class of 2022, that you could stand in front of for pictures. There were only about 60 of us graduating. The sad part was that none of my close friends were, only Ava and Cadence. They were my good friends, but they weren't my best friends like Sylvie, Jonas, and Charity. Their parents are warriors like my mom is, like my dad had been. It's special occasions like this that I miss my dad the most. He would probably say something like "My baby wolf is graduating, and I'm so proud that she's at the top of her class." Then he would probably say something like, " Beautiful like her mother, but smart like her papa." And I would probably reply with, " The perfect combination of 2 absolutely marvelous people." Then we would lau
Nikki POV Today is graduation day and I am so excited that it is officially over. I did hear back from the fashion design institute and “We at Roberts Institute of Fashion Design do hereby offer you a scholarship in full including fifth year studies abroad at our studio in Milan” and I am happy with that. I can start in January which has been my plan since I applied. It is in Nevada near Humboldt-Toiyabe National Forest, which is a major plus for a place to let my wolf out. I wonder what she will look like, and if she’ll be gifted in any way. However, depending on the Blood Moon Ball, I could end up not going to school to stay home and be Frankie’s Luna. That thought scares me, if I am honest. Not the Frankie part, but the being Luna. Our Luna, Fran is an amazing woman. She is supportive and caring towards the entire pack, it seems if someone is in need of support Luna Fran is always there. Those are some mighty big shoes to step into and I don’t know if I can measure up. “Do you li
Nikki POV As Chaos erupted around me, I was shoved to the ground and I could hear fighting, but I could also hear the shrill cries of my classmates who had yet to get their wolves. The next thing I know I am being dragged into the packhouse towards the Luna’s bunker. “Nikki, I need you to run.” Luna Fran was shouting at me as she was fighting off 2 rogue wolves. When I got my bearings, I realized it was myself, Luna Fran, Ava, Cadence and a warrior in wolf form I did not recognize. I grabbed Ava and Cadence by the hands and we ran towards the Luna’s bunker. As we entered the passage with the entrance to the bunker I saw a figure running towards us and when I looked, I noticed it was Tatum. “Get in the bunker and close the door!” Tatum shouted at us. “Luna Fran is fighting upstairs!” I screamed. “It’s ok, she has the code when she gets here!” He shouted as he shoved the door closed on us. I have never been this close to a battle before, but it sure as hell sounded like the fighte
Noone POV “It has been one month since the death of Stella Gaffney and the only time anyone sees Nikki is for training. I am beginning to really worry about her.” Dr.Lynn says to Jonas. “Mom, she says she’s busy with Frankie. I don’t really question it. They are hoping to be fated mates.” Jonas replies. “Jonas, you are not the most observant person. Haven’t you noticed how often you see Frankie around the territory and you don’t see Nikki with him?” Dr.Lynn stated. “Well, now that you mention it, maybe?” Jonas replied with his face turning red. “Ok, mom you got me. I am a terrible friend and Nikki is avoiding me. Maybe it is just me though, I will call Charity and Silvie and see how much she is hanging around with them.” Jonas said with some anxiety in his tone. Jonas: “May I speak to Charity or Silvie please?” Charity: “This is Charity. Jonas, when did you go and get some manners? And usually a phone call begins with hello.” Jonas: “Don’t fuck with me right now! I am calling for a
Nikki POV Spending time with my friends is nice. They do help the ache in my heart lesson for a short period of time. I mean who wouldn’t laugh at the sight of the future leadership of our pack doing the Thriller dance along with the actors on screen in the movie “13 going on 30”. The better part of that was watching Jonas eyeballing Tatum when he recites “Is he an Arthur or a Martha?” with the character Mr. Kneeland. I looked around and could see that they had taken Frankie seriously about betting rid of all the alcohol, not a bottle in sight. To be fair I didn’t drink all the time. I did drink everyday and I won’t deny it. Usually always after practice and before bed to take the edge off. I am an orphan at 17 with little more than a pipe dream. Although I thought that dream was more Frankie centric before now. I definitely want to become a seamstress and design beautiful ball gowns. I haven’t told the gang yet that I have requested to enter the fashion design school a semester e
Nikki POV I woke in the morning with sunlight streaming through the window and a heavy warm arm thrown over me. As I tried to remove the arm it tightened around me. “Just where do you think you’re going, Little Bee?” Frankie’s husky baritone voice came from behind me. I wiggled a bit and managed to turn to face him, “The bathroom Frankie. Most people use it first thing in the morning.” I giggled and kissed his nose. He lifted his arm for me to make my escape and called out as I was entering the bathroom, “We still need to talk after you are done.” Yeah we needed to talk, but how much do I say right now? Do I choose my words carefully and let him go slowly? Or do I just word vomit and tell him everything now? I don’t want to hurt him, but how do I tell him that I have lost faith in the Moon Goddess and I am hurting so bad right now that I need to leave. By the time I have finished my business, washed my face, combed my hair and brushed my teeth I decided I am going to do this passi
Nikki POV Frankie stilled between my thighs. “What?” he said hoarsely. I shifted my hips trying to grind against him. “Don’t stop this time Frankie. Just fuck me.” I whimpered out still craving contact. “Nikki, you don’t want me to do that. If we aren’t mates, then how will you explain to your mate that before you found him, that you already gave your virginity to someone else?” Frankie said in a serious tone. “Frankie, I don’t care. I could die tomorrow in another attack and all that we would have managed to do here today is give you blue balls. I want to experience this while it is still my choice to be with someone I care about without the bond. And most of all, I want to feel something besides this unending black hole of grief inside of me.” I said a few tears starting to run down my face. Frankie slid up my body and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. “Nikki, I am so sorry you are hurting right now, but is this a choice you want to make? Please understand, I want you. I want you ba
Frankie POV Something is up with Nikki. I mean besides her grief, I know that has changed her. Every kiss is like it will be the last and she is still willing to give herself to me fully. We have come very close many times, but I can’t. Not because I don’t want to, because I definitely do. I can think about her and get hard and the goddess knows the girl gives head like she’s trying to suck a golfball through a garden hose. I have thought many times about replacing my fingers with my cock when I finger fuck her, but I won’t take advantage of her grief. And even though we have had a lot of intimacy, I have to be honorable and save that last thing for her mate. But there is something she isn’t telling me, I can sense it. Every night when she cuddles into my arms for sleep, there is an ever so slight tension there. I wish she would just open up and share with me, maybe I can help. Yes, I said every night. Most nights I stay at her place for the last 2 weeks. If there is an event at the
Mia POV I am not one hundred percent sure what Kendall means by public awaits, but I know I wouldn’t be dressed like this for any small event. So I eagerly placed my hand in his and followed Kendall to the back of the packhouse. When we stepped out of the back door we weren’t outside though. There was a dome that had been erected and decorated like a grand ballroom. The linens were deep burgundy and the table decor was greenery heavily trimmed in gold. The scene was absolutely breathtaking and my heart was so full, my chest could have burst right open. This had been done for me? But why? When a familiar voice came over the P.A. system, my head whipped in the direction of a small stage. “So, when I used to tease my sister about sending her far away to some evil Alpha, I never really thought about the fact that she might actually end up on the other side of the country mated to an Alpha that absolutely adores her. Phoenix Storm, may I present to you the guest of honor Luna Mia Rose De
Mia POV As Gabby drove me home I thought about Nikki and Frankie’s romantic evening ahead. I won’t lie, I am just a little jealous. Frankie is still attentive to Nikki, and I wish I could say the same was true for Kendall and I. Maybe I should try getting all dressed up and taunt Kendall with naughty suggestions. But sex doesn’t really seem to be our problem though, he’s been a little cold and closed off, he even has the mind-link blocked most of the time. Maybe I should go home for a visit. It has been a few weeks since I have seen mommy and daddy and I really haven’t gotten to know Eli’s mate Cadence. They say distance makes the heart grow fonder, so maybe if we spent a little time apart things will get better. There has to be something wrong with our bond, every couple I know can barely stand to be apart from one another. I was so deep into my own thoughts that I hadn't realized the Hummer had stopped. I was going to ask why we had stopped outside of the gates when I noticed a ba
Kendall POV Do you have any idea how hard it has been keeping a secret from Mia? It means I have had to keep my block up on the mate bond and keep mind-links to a minimum so that she doesn’t find out what I have been planning. The whole no Luna ceremony thing has really bothered me and I asked her again to consider it after I picked up the ring that I commissioned Simone to make. No go, she doesn’t need a celebration to know that the pack loves and accepts her. The thing is that pack members have asked when we will be celebrating their luna. They are so excited to finally have one and they want to shower her with affection. So while it is really a little late to have a luna ceremony because she is really their luna in every way possible, it’s never too late to just celebrate her. So the pack has been secretly planning a celebration for her. When she comes back from Cold Moon this afternoon she will hopefully be surprised. Once she cleared the gates this morning we started putting
Mia POV Everyone around here has been acting a little weird lately. No one seems to have time to talk and they are always in a hurry. Even Kendall seems distracted at times, I know we have a lot going on, but he has been so attentive from day one that it has me worried. Could our bond be broken or maybe just not as strong as everyone else’s seems to be? I really just don’t understand. I have decided that I am going to meet with Nikki and the rest of the girls at K&T this morning. I am in serious need of some girl time and a decent macchiato. I went to knock on Kendall’s office door and let him know I will be leaving for the day. “Come in,” he called out when I knocked. Gordon and Bertie were in the office with Kendall and it looks as though they are going over some sort of paperwork. I walked over and gave Kendall a kiss and said, “I am heading over to Cold Moon to have macchiatos with the girls, I will be back this afternoon. Kendall reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys
Kendall POV Things went so well meeting with the elders today and I couldn’t be happier. I realize that a name change isn’t much in reality, but I feel like it is one more step away from my father and all of his misdeeds and something that will have a positive effect on pack morale. I am curious as to what Frankie wants to speak with me about, perhaps it is just the formality of signing the alliance that we verbally agreed to back in Atlantic City. Now that we have decided on the name change, we can move forward with the fealty ceremony and that should be another step in the right direction in the healing process of the pack. If it were a financially viable option, I would have this pack house demolished and build a new one to destroy more of the bad memories. I have a little more than two hours before Frankie should arrive and I asked Anita and Letty to keep Mia distracted while I pay Simone a visit. Hopefully they have interpreted what I had in my head into another of their stun
Mia POV I am so proud of the progress that Kendall has made at sifting through the mess left behind by Hollis and the rogues. I can’t even call that vile man Kendall’s father and would never call him an Alpha. He was a disgrace to that title and his picture is next to the definition of evil in the dictionary. I don’t understand how any person can do half of the things he has done and still sleep at night. We discovered that Hollis had a lab set up in one of the warehouses, where he was testing the effects of some of the weapons he had been trafficking on different pack members who had angered him. Dr.Lynn from Cold Moon Pack came with an experimental cure that actually worked wonders in helping those who had been experimented on. She tried to explain that she used vampire blood to make some sort of protein fusion with the endoplasmic reticulum… I am definitely not science minded and it was all gibberish to me. It worked and that’s all that really matters, right? Apparently Holli
Kendall POV I honestly didn’t know what I expected to find sifting through the mess left behind by the rogues and my father’s Beta and Gamma. But the level of depravity was astounding. They took everything they could from my people and when I say everything, I do mean everything. They collected what they called ‘taxes’ but in all reality was just their greed. The more a pack member had the more they took and worse was the treatment of unmated females no matter their status. They had the packhouse running as a brothel and if a female wouldn’t submit to their whims… I just can’t even talk about it. Poor Cookie won’t tell me what she has been through and I won’t force it, but I know it had to have been bad. I accidentally knocked the broom onto the floor when I entered the kitchen and she went into complete hysterics. I had to call Dr. Lynn who came from the Cold Moon Pack hospital to sedate her. I spoke to the human authorities this morning and found that they would not allow me to
Mia POV After the battle was over, our injured and dead were transported off of the field. Kendall, my dad and I made our way to the Rip Claw packhouse. Kendall asked one of the omegas to get some fresh clothing and show my dad to the guest suite so he can shower and change. We stopped by Keegan’s room to find something for me to change into, then we made our way to Kendall’s room to shower and change. I wasn’t completely thrilled with wearing his psycho, dead sister’s clothes, but now is not the time to be picky. “How do you feel, Alpha?” I asked as we undressed quickly to get into the shower. “Relieved it’s over, if I am totally honest,” he sighed. “We freed our people and that is the important part,” I replied. “You said our people,” Kendall grinned. I looked down not knowing if I had misspoken and said, “Well, I hope they are our people anyway. You haven’t changed your mind have you?” He used a finger to lift my chin and his eyes sparkled with excitement. “Yes Luna, they are our
Kendall POV We spent the day in training yesterday and I have to say watching Mia was truly fascinating. She is remarkable both in hand to hand and in wolf form. Her movements were fierce yet graceful; she was no delicate little flower. I have said it before and I will likely say it many times more; She is my treasure, my perfect blessing from Selene. Today is the day and I wish I could say that I am ready for it but the truth is I have slept for crap these last two nights. Don’t get me wrong there is no love lost over killing my father. Quite the opposite actually. It has been two nights of the same thing on loop in my dreams, my father telling me I am worthless, I can’t do this, and he will always win. Today is the day I prove him wrong though once and for all. He may be dead, but he is still in my head and the sooner we free Rip Claw from the rogues and begin rebuilding, the better. There is so much riding on this that if I let my father’s words sway me, I would fail. Failure is