Roman POV - A rush of white noise followed Mini’s innocently uttered words. It was a dawning comprehension, a hope, an uncertainty. He had longed to hear that permission since he first scented her pheromones. That night had been manic, but in the breath after the chaos, when Allie had stabilised, he had taken his mate in with wonder. She was beautiful, brave in the face of her enemy, gentle as she cared for Allie. She was perfect. He had been ready for her mark then. Since leaving Clear Blue, he had long since come to terms with never finding his mate, but now she was before him, he had no intention of letting her go. The thought of her going back to that pack without wearing his mark made his skin crawl, but he refused to rush her. It was an honour to be her mate, but it was her choice if and when she was ready to accept their bond. His throat thickened and he forced himself back from her neck to study her eyes. They flickered between his and his lips. “Are you only suggestin
Roman POV - When he stood before her naked, a hand pushed against his chest, holding him back for a breath as she appreciated his body. Her legs were trembling, her pussy clenching as if it was already imagining him pounding into her. Roman tensed, his breath holding tight in his chest. The moment he released, it he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back. He tensed against the desire to push past her palm and take her, focusing on her eyes and the way they worked over him, unabashedly. He shivered under the intensity and had to fight the urge to dip his head and submit to her. As his mate, his Luna, he would always follow her, but at her side. They were equals and he’d only be worthy if he could withstand her power. The moment Mini’s hand fell away, Roman was between her thighs, spreading them wide. The stump was at the perfect height for them. As his hands slipped around her waist, his cock ground against her core, its heat as delicious to feel as it was to taste. He moved agains
Mina POV - Every muscle in her body groaned as she rolled over, the solid wall of her mate catching her. She squirmed back into his heat, pressing cold feet to his legs. Despite being cuddled in their nest, the morning air held a chill that penetrated the cabin's wall. It tried to steal them from slumber however, between her mates, she’d never feel cold. Roman’s hand slipped over her hip, welcoming her into his embrace, cradling her tighter to his chest. She fit so perfectly against him, his body encasing hers like two half-moons that seamlessly joined at the bow. His hips aligned to hers, rolling against her arse as if her touch pulled him from sleep. His cock was already hard, pressing thick against her lower back. Her pussy pulsed, but she winced against its eager intentions. Once she had claimed Roman at the lake side, he had carried her back to their nest to celebrate their newly completed bond. It hadn’t taken long for Alastor to find them, his eyes darkening at their entwine
Mina POV - Mina was glad that she made her excuses to give her mates some alone time. They had kept her preoccupied all afternoon and she was beginning to think they were using her as an excuse to not address their growing desires. Her thighs trembled with every step, and she refused to sit down, which made for an embarrassing conversation at dinner. To have every member of the Lynn family smirk at her at the same time, made her cheeks glow until they radiated their own light. Her core was tender, and she was certain she would combust if she had one more orgasm. Though Roman and Alastor had worshipped her body until she melted into a puddle of pleasure, she needed a break. Her mates had grumbled their reluctance to go to bed without her, but Mina had insisted. What started out as an excuse to go for a walk alone to clear her head, became a moment of peace she enjoyed. She promised to stay near the village and reassured them she could look after herself. They still didn’t look happy
Mina POV - Her body jerked, ready to lunge forward but four words stopped her. “Stop or they die.” Mina stopped, the threat clutching her in a vice like grip that surrounded her body with an unbearable pressure. Her eyes widened, tears stinging at their edges. Her bottom lip trembled but she fought against it. She had to be brave for her mates, for herself. “What did you do to them?” Somehow her voice was steady, hiding her crumbling composure. The man stepped into her nest, defiling its sanctuary for her unit, but Mina’s attention was solely fixed on the closing distance between her mates and the silver blade at his side. Her muscles were taut beneath her skin, straining against the order to remain still, fighting the urge to step between her mates and the danger. At this distance, there was no chance she’d make it before he killed them both. “Don’t worry, Luna. I only gave them a sleeping drug and a non-lethal dose of silver to keep them under. They’ll be fine in a few days
Alastor POV - Alastor had woken up many times with a sore head, from too much training, a bad sleep, drinking too much alcohol, but the groggy fog that clouded his mind now was worse. It was thick, unrelenting, dulling every sense. That was a death sentence to a warrior. Panic spiked in his veins, as he jerked under the weight of the fog trying to pull him back into the realms of sleep. It was as if a heavy weight blanketed his brain, keeping his movements sluggish, his eyes closed, but he fought against it. His heart pounded his frustrations, being the first of his muscles to come alive again. It flooded his system with adrenaline, enough to make the fog begin to clear. Something was wrong. He could feel it like a sixth sense from the shiver along his spine to the prickle beneath his skin. The discomfort got him moving, waking him up with a force that made every part of his body alert, ready. He reached out with a groan, trying to understand his surroundings with blurry eyes. Th
Alastor POV - Once he was awake, it didn’t take long for Roman to recover. Alastor helped him to his feet, before yanking him into his arms. With Mina missing and the situation beyond their nest uncertain, they weren’t safe yet, but he sunk into his mate’s embrace with a sagging relief he felt through his entire body. Strong arms wrapped around him, clutching at him as Roman steadied himself. One of his mates was okay and he wasn’t alone to face what had happened. Before they left the cabin, Roman inspected the darts. He also smelt the lingering traces of silver upon its needle, but no longer felt the effects of the toxic metal. Neither understood how they were okay. Having silver directly injected into the blood stream was dangerous, deadly. They should’ve been suffering the consequences of letting the enemy slip through their defences, instead, they were fine. Though neither of them understood it, it was a small blessing they could decipher later. For now, they turned their attent
Roman POV - A dark mood encompassed him, swelling in every part of Roman as time ticked by. It was a maelstrom of anger and frustration which simmered in a pool of everlasting worry. They had attacked his entire family. The family he was supposed to protect. He did that now, keeping watch over them as they recovered from the sleeping drug, relieved that none of them had any lingering silver poisoning. Their conclusions about their Legacy bond abilities were right and they put them to good use. As soon as Jo came to, they carried her back to the village and checked on the rest of his family. Every single one had been taken out. Every single one had been suffering from silver poisoning. His jaw clenched so tight his teeth ached. How dare anyone go after his family. How dare anyone take his mate. There was no sign of the enemy or Mini around the village, they were gone, but it wasn’t hard to guess who was behind it. Even though his instincts about these things were often correct, Jo a