Just when I don’t think Darren could get hotter, he goes and proves me wrong. Cause seriously, who wouldn’t find it hot to have your man not only claim you as his but threaten to cut out someone’s tongue for disrespecting you?
Oh, are violent gestures, not your love language? Guess that’s just a D’Amore thing.
I digress. Must focus. This is not an easy task with Darren being all sexy growly wolf next to me.
The urge to kiss and fuck this man keeps escalating. And by escalating, I mean I’ve started thinking about gross stuff like Ignazio to avoid popping wood.
I can have my way with Darren later. Or at least I hope so. He’s all business right now, and it’s hot. And I’m back to my original problem.
I told him I could be professional and I was going to be. I want this war over quickly with as minor damage and death as possible.
The sooner this war is over, the sooner Darren tells his family about us, and therefore
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Somehow I was not surprised that Collin was taking bets. Not a fan that he was betting about me. I’ll be dealing with him later. Right now, I need to ensure Isis’s safety and then go fight. I do worry how many more waves of civilians will Ignazio send before actually sending warriors. Supposedly Gildo has been getting civilians out, so Ignazio will eventually notice what’s happening and be left with his actual warriors to send to fight. I wish we would have Stephen going with us. His ability to detect malice would have helped us know if we faced true enemies or forced enemies. But I think he’s got a more daunting task to deal with than battle. Amelia was at least willing to give us some information. I can hope that she will accept Stephen and his offer. I’m still surprised he made it, but who am I to tell him what to do? I’m not his mother. He can worry about how she’ll take this later. Much like I’ll have to worry about how my par
Finally, Ignazio is taking this war seriously. That or he’s running out of civilians to throw at us. Either way, it’s about time we faced some real opponents. It felt good to actually fight and only hold back enough to not kill. And honestly, a good fight always gets me in the mood. Unlike in the BD era, Before Darren, if you can’t keep up, I don’t have to ponder who I’ll focus my desires on for the night. I’m living in the AD era, which means I just need a place to take my mate. I obviously cannot take him to the villa. Even if Crista wasn’t in heat, I tend to not bring guys home since that first incident of Katrina walking in on us screwing. I can only imagine the ways bringing Darren to the villa could go wrong. I don’t need or want Persephone or Delilah walking in on us.Poor innocent Delilah shouldn’t be subjected to such debauchery as I have in mind. Persephone… eh. She’d make herself a nuisance and be a total cockblocker. And I’m hav
I had already assumed that whatever André had planned, it would not include business. I knew he wouldn’t take me to the villa, and as far as I was aware, he still lived at his father’s villa. Though I didn’t account for him taking me somewhere, that’s not my room at the town hall. I tried to distract my mind from considering where the hell he was taking me by focusing on the things I should be doing, like ensuring Isis’s safety. Of course, he had a better way of distracting me. ‘Fuck yes, he does. I am all for hand job distractions from our mate.’ Cardinal was licking his chops as André stroked my dick. ‘We should be returning the favor.’ Cardinal encouraged.And for once, I actually listened. Safety precautions out the window. Even if part of my logical brain said distracting the driver is a bad idea. I wanted to hear him growling and see him just as affected as I am. When we pulled up to a gate with an Italian sign, I
Best night EVER! Hot sex against a window, precious shower time, and snuggles all night. I usually need my sleep machine for a good night’s sleep. I know I joked when I met Darren I wanted to record his voice to replace my sleep machine.I take it back. Well, wait no, I don’t take that back. I still want a recording of Darren’s voice for possible nights he has to be away from me. But last night was the best sleep I’ve ever gotten. And I know it’s because Darren was in bed with me. The mate bond, the gentle thud of his heartbeat, and his warm, steady breath all culminated in helping me sleep better than ever. Now I also am not an early riser. I’m the night owl, while Katrina is the early bird. So it doesn’t surprise me that I open my eyes and look at the alarm clock on the soft gray nightstand to see it was almost nine. I frowned when I realized the space behind me was empty. A few thoughts crossed my mind, and one was wo
When I woke up before dawn, Cardinal tried to convince me to follow my usual morning routine. ‘Why would you want to go for a run when we are naked in bed with our mate?’ Cardinal scoffed as I tried to carefully dislodge myself from André. ‘You know I need a routine. I like my routine. You never bitched about my morning runs when I slipped out of Sheila’s bed or when I was still in the SEALs.’ I pointed out. ‘Duh, because Sheila wasn’t our mate. André is. We should stay in bed with him. Maybe wake him up for some morning sex. You know you enjoyed last night. And enjoyed it more than any other sexual experience.’ Cardinal taunted. I sighed, looking at André, the streak of blue hair hanging flat fanned over his peaceful face. I’m not going to argue with Cardinal about last night. My mind is still wrapping itself around what happened. But I have already accepted that I’m André’s and he’s mine. And of course, sex with a mate will be better t
I really wish reality would stop intruding on my happy little bubble. Drinking coffee, enjoying breakfast, and talking about the future with Darren was perfect. I was already dreaming up where we would live. Obviously, we can’t live here at the Night Haven. But there are places in the area we could rent or even buy. Then again, I don’t know what papa has planned for the future. Whenever Tiberius wakes up, I know Katrina and Tiberius will take over Nebrodi. So, when this is over, Darren and I may have to move to Madonie. I don’t know what the housing market looks like there. I do know I will not live in the same place Ignazio did. That place should be burned. Not enough disinfectant cleaners in the world for that. But I’m sure Darren and I will figure it out wherever we end up. I can just imagine house hunting with him. He’ll be all practical, and I’ll just fall in love with a place, not caring if it needs to be fixed up or does
While I’m happy to have the intel from Gildo, the fact we are now driving to a village of witches to not just meet the coven’s Crone but André’s great grandmother is unsettling. I do not like witches. Noya Simen left a bad taste in my mouth for witches. I know it’s unfair to judge all witches by Noya’s actions. But when you’ve had magic used against you, you tend to not like it. And now I’m going to have to be respectful to a coven’s Crone, who also happens to be the first member of my mate’s family I’m meeting. I don’t count meeting the Beta family. They aren’t related to him by blood. “Nervous?” André questioned, putting his hand on my leg. ‘Oh, is he offering a hand job to take the edge off?’ Cardinal perked up. I rolled my eyes at my wolf, ignoring him as I turned to look at André. “I don’t like witches. Had a bad experience with one back in my pack. Magic, on the whole, leaves a bad taste in my mouth.” I explained. “Oh? Do tel
Honestly, I’m not surprised that my bisnonna was so rude or that she peaced out like that. It’s sort of her thing. Piss people off and then go poof but leave behind something worthwhile. Still don’t like how she was to Darren. Totally uncalled for. I wanted to try and speak with Amelia, but the minute Darren and I arrived at the town hall with the intel, we were in for a different kind of surprise. “André!” I spun on my heel as I heard Papa’s voice. “Papa!? Wait, does that mean… Crista’s no longer in heat? How soon till we know if I have a brother or sister on the way?” I eagerly peppered him with questions neglecting Darren as I rushed over to my father. Papa sighed, rolling his eyes. “I see leaving you in charge for a week has done nothing to temper your energetic childish behavior.” He shook his head a little. I know it may sound like he’s scolding me, but the slight upturn of his lips tells me he isn’t. “Papa. I’ve handled the pack j
Éowyn POVI spent today with Grandma. It was fun. She let me try some of the treats she was eating. I can say that I liked the bacio, chocolate and hazelnut for you Americans, gelato. It reminded me of the before times. The before times were before my siblings and I were taken from the womb. Other than tasty treats, Grandma bought me a little moon plushie toy that caught my eye. It’s officially my favorite thing. I don’t know what the moon has to do with what we are celebrating, but I do know that the moon is important to our people. And well, I love the moon. It’s so pretty to look at in the night sky. When we got home, we all got a bath, yuck. I wouldn’t say I like baths. Amaryllis loves baths so much she plays around in the water. I prefer to get it over with and get out of the water. Who wants to sit in their filth? But whatever. After bath time, we were put in special pajamas for the holiday. They were comfier than those fancy clothes we had to wear for the festival. “Azriel,
Lando POVAs expected after the incident, the presence of on-duty warriors around the Christmas festival became more apparent. Dad and Papa were taking no chances that another attempt would happen. To help ensure the safety of the heirs, they were moved from their strollers to the chest baby carriers. I wasn’t surprised that Papa took Caspian. They never play favorites, but someone just tried to kidnap Cas, so it’s natural to be more protective of him today. I was pleasantly surprised that I was entrusted with Aragon. I would have thought the babies would be with adults, specifically those with wolves, to protect them better. It felt good that I was trusted to protect my baby brother. I won’t have my wolf for another two years, but wolf or not, I would fight to my last breath to protect any of my siblings. We stuck together as we moved around the festival. I stopped at one of the game booths when Aragon showed interest in one of the toys on display. What kind of big brother would I
Darren POVI have not been this terrified since Delilah had that placenta issue in April. I had hoped I would never be that afraid again. Yet when that fucking photographer took Caspian from me, I felt it in my gut something was wrong. It didn’t settle my nerves that he also had Amaryllis move from André to Dad. The more times I saw the babies rearranged, the angrier I became. It was like those con artists with the pebble under the cup. Keeping track of where all four babies went was their plan. They thought they could hand Caspian to someone who wasn’t part of the family and get away with it. They thought wrong. I noticed the switch, and Caspian was not the baby that would go quietly. My boy has his Papa’s sass when a situation isn’t to his liking. I had passed Amaryllis to Sadria and shouted for my brothers to get the photographer as I ran toward Caspian’s cries. André had been right on my heels when he handed Aragon to Alison. André had shifted mid-chase and used his speed to g
André POV Everyone knows that I live for celebrations. I go all out for holidays, especially Christmas. This year and probably every Christmas till my babies are grown enough to say, ‘Papa, stop,’ I am going to go all out. This will be my babies’ 1st Christmas, and I want it to be spectacular. I know they are only five months old and won’t remember it, but there will be pictures and videos that we can show them as they grow up. All Madonie wanted to celebrate and make this Christmas special for their new princes and princesses. We’ve been often asked which heirs were mine, but we never tell. Sure, we gave Caspian and Aragon my surname, while our girls Amaryllis and Éowyn have Darren’s. But that’s not common knowledge. And I don’t know if I’ll keep it that way. I’ve considered updating their official birth certificates to Delaney-D’Amore for all four. As far as the pack knows, their surnames are all D’Amore. It might be wrong, but I want to keep it that way. I won’t have them tre
Disclaimer! Only read the following bonus story if you have finished reading Beta's Innocent Mate! Twas The Night Before Their 1st Christmas is a holiday bonus starting everyone's favorite Alpha and Aleph couple, André and Darren! If you've read Beta's Innocent Mate, you know all about the new additions to André and Darren's family. I know we are past the holiday season; however, I was delayed in releasing this bonus due to a family emergency. So, without further ado, I present a glimpse into the holiday fun and life of Alpha André D'Amore and Aleph Darren Delaney's lives with their bundles of joy.
One of my favorite holidays is tomorrow! And for the first time, I have someone to celebrate with. I can’t wait to spend the day with Darren. Oh, the plans I have for that man. I know my mate inside and out. And you can take that any way you want. Innuendo or otherwise, it’s true. Darren hides his emotions well behind that handsome mask. But he can’t hide from me, from our bond. He’s a good mate. Strong, dependable, and caring. The way he has stepped into his new role as Aleph. Yes, we decided on a new title because Luna just didn’t fit. He is so organized, and he manages to keep me on task for as distracting as he can be. I’m not sure I could have gotten Madonie into order this quickly without him. He has been my rock.
“So you got big plans for tomorrow?” Colby’s question had me confused. I furrowed my brow watching as my identical brother’s expression went from neutral to concerned to now he’s laughing. The fucker calls me on video chat while I’m busy with pack business and laughs at me. “What? Why are you laughing?” I sighed. My brother makes no sense sometimes. I honestly think he’s just trying to mess with me. “You… oh Goddess. You forgot what tomorrow is!” Colby’s words were coming out in huffs of laughter. He was so loud Alison waddled into the frame. She didn’t look pleased with the disturbance. “What are you so loud about? I was enjoying an excellent book
I’ve heard the saying that time flies when you’re having fun. And I have to say it’s true. Five years ago, I was an Alpha heir who was single and happily mingling. Today I’m the Alpha of Madonie celebrating my fifth anniversary with my mate and will be throwing a birthday bash for our son’s thirteenth birthday in a few weeks. How can we have a thirteen year old when we’ve only been together for five years? Duh, the same way two males could have a kid. Adoption. Adding Lando to our family was like the cherry on top. He just made it all come together. Love that kid. This is why today’s meeting is kind of annoying me. I’m sitting in one of the meeting rooms at the Incubi town hall. Why am I in Incubi? Beyond coming to spoil my little sisters? Trust me, those girls want for nothing. They’ve got us all wrapped around their tiny toddler pinkies. Lando is in love with his aunties. I digress. I’m here having a tri-pack meeting with Papa and Tiberius. Our mates and Betas are of cours
The last few months have been a whirlwind in Madonie. Our villa’s construction is moving along very fast. A lot faster than I thought it would. But I suppose when everything is being handled within the pack, things get done quicker. Before we boarded our flight to Bloodmoon, our contractor told us we should be able to move in not long after we return. That, of course, made André and Lando happy. While neither has any dislike for the pack villa, André has talked about having our own family home enough that Lando is excited to have a home again that will be just for his family. I think part of Lando’s reasoning is that we’ve adopted him, so he’d like to not live in the pack villa with the other orphans still waiting to either be claimed by family or adopted by new families. And I can’t fault him for that. The kids started treating him differently after we officially adopted him. He went from being what they called the favored to now the Pr