**6 Months later***“Laney!” Rome calls out in my room as I quickly pull my robe over my body. Lachlan chuckles as he wraps a towel around his waist, shaking his head.“You know, for someone who is always getting caught screwing her mate, she does a great job of interrupting us.” He mutters, placing a kiss on the side of my wet head as I bend down to wrap it in a towel. “In my defense I waited until after.” Rome says pushing the bathroom door open. I glower at her.“Really Rome? Not an ounce of damn privacy in my own freaking temple?” I say, slightly annoyed. Since she got back to the temple, she has either just trounced in on Lach and me in precarious positions or right after commenting on the scent of sex lingering in the room.“Look, I was gone long enough for you guys to already have a pup brewing.”I look at Lachlan, trying to keep my anger controlled. He, however, seems amused by her comment. “I wasn’t aware that we were trying to get pregnant.” Lach says with a shrug. “Not th
***10 Years Later****Lachlan POV*Millie and Ryan sit on the chair outside the bedroom door, their eyes wide as they listen to their Aunt Rome scream as though she is in a fight for her life. And she might very well be at this rate. I wring my hands nervously as I wait for Laney to mind link me with whatever else they might need.Ryan reaches out to hold Millie’s small hand as he gives her a comforting smile. Her green eyes fill with fear as she looks at her twin brother and offers him a soft smile. These two are just like Laney and Rome. In the sense, they are completely different. While Millie has a darker complexion and deep green eyes, Ryan has the white blonde hair and golden eyes like his Aunt Rome.And then there is Adora. The spit fire third born five-year-old who gives us all a run for our money. Her red hair blazes like her attitude and her oversized sweet brown eyes lend her an air of innocence that gets her out of everything. Speaking of the monster herself…“Daddy!” she
Hey Readers! Just wanted to thank you quick for sticking with me! This isn't my typical type of story being as it was my first venture with rebirth/reincarnation. I appreciate all the gems and encouragement i have recieved thus far! With my pregnancy and family sickness, my updates became a little sporadic and I apologize for that. I generally write, edit and post chapters the same day, so if I don;t have the brain power to write, I must take the time away to not have the story suffer. So I appreciate teh understanding. Please check out my newest story coming to the app! It should hopefully be up before the end of 2022! The Alpha's Obsession: His Forced Mate. It is a best friends to enemies to lovers trope taht I really think many of my readers who enjoyed my Guardian series will like! Happy Holidays from me to you! Miri
Chapter 1:**Delaney POV**The tree bark bites into my flesh with every heavy rise and fall of my overworking chest. It feels like I have been running for fucking hours when in actuality it’s been maybe fifteen minutes. I force myself to breathe. In through your nose and out through your mouth, Laney. I need to calm the hell down because there is no way I am letting them catch me. Even as their voices echo in the distance as they grow closer. I whimper a little, my false bravado is wavering. When these jerks first came across me, they promised they didn’t want to hurt me, but I’ve heard those lies before and I have the scars to prove it. I have lived on the streets long enough to know when someone wants more than they say. I lived through the adage that actions speak volumes and words are useless. Words are just lies without action behind them. And I live a life full of action, at the present, I am tempted to admit maybe it’s a little too much action. Of course, it all had to happen
Chapter 2:By the time I break through the trees and find the back of a brick building, I realize how delusional my dream had been. No one is here to save me but myself. I square my shoulders and slink across the rocky pavement, my bare feet hating the tiny rocks that intrude on my tender footpad. The door on this side of the building is solid metal with a small janky sign telling me it’s ‘Pop’s sports equipment’.I place my hand on the handle and yank hard, ripping the door from its hinges with a surprised yelp. Apparently, I somehow grew Hulk-sized muscles without getting any bigger. I gingerly place the door to the side as I enter the dark back room. Here is hoping that Pop stocks more than sports equipment. Like clothing and shoes. My stomach grumbles, protesting that I have neglected it for this long. I roll my eyes and pat my flat surface. Maybe I can find some snacks too.I am not disappointed when I find a whole woman’s section with soft workout clothing and some pretty sleek
Chapter 3:The trees rustle as I giggle and run through an otherworldly dream. These feelings of happiness and excitement aren’t mine, yet the body is. It’s been a while since I’ve dreamt like this. Being aware of my body slumbering but my mind wandering back to the place of solitude. Back to him. I’ve never known his name. Only his touch, the one that always vanishes from my body when I wake up.When he catches me at the shimmering waterfall, he takes my hand and drags me to his chest. His calloused, warm fingers play across the plane of my cheek. His eyes wander over my face, memorizing it for the terrible day we may no longer be together.“I have never loved like this before.” His voice is husky and I want to bathe in its refreshing toneThis is where it always ends. These dreams have saved me from many a nightmare. They always end with a kiss that takes my breath away and bars me from ever wanting anyone other than the man I dreamed up. But instead of leaning in for a kiss this ti
***Falcon POV***The red-haired girl lies limp in my arms as I gape down at her. Her freckled cheeks smudged with dirt and wet from what I can only assume are tears, yet she is still as perfect as ever. She looks different from expected. Which is alarming considering in every life she has always been white-haired with eyes that draw you in like the sticky honey they resemble. I lean in, my nose close, but not touching her neck as I inhale. She smells the same, and her aura… She must be the Luna. Or is she? Who knows what curses the witches of this world have added to the hell she and I have both had to endure life and life again? She groans as I lift her in my arms, moving to my makeshift bed and laying her down. The mattress made of leaves will have to do for her highness tonight. As I draw away from her, my eyes latch onto the huge dirty hole in her sweatshirt. I reach out, yanking her shirt up and examining the rough scab on her right side, midway up her ribcage. The scab is wide
“What is it exactly you need help with?” I ask Laney, quirking a brow. She sighs and rests the bowl on her knees before turning her fiery green eyes on me. “What is a Luna?”I’m not truly convinced she doesn’t remember our pasts, but she looks confused enough that I take the bait.“A Luna is a queen among the werewolves.”“And are there, like, a lot of Lunas?” She lowers her gaze to her stew, stirring it aimlessly with her spoon. “There are smaller pack Luna’s, yes. But there is only one true Luna.”I can feel my phone vibrate against my leg and I curse, knowing exactly who it is. I hold up my finger to her to pause the conversation and stand reaching into my pocket and answering it. “You are late,” the surly old man on the other end grumbles.“Yes, Edgar, I am.” I sigh.“Should we expect you sometime in the future?” he snaps, and I roll my eyes. “I think perhaps you should take the time to remember where you stand in this arrangement” I glance at Laney who is trying to make it lo
Hey Readers! Just wanted to thank you quick for sticking with me! This isn't my typical type of story being as it was my first venture with rebirth/reincarnation. I appreciate all the gems and encouragement i have recieved thus far! With my pregnancy and family sickness, my updates became a little sporadic and I apologize for that. I generally write, edit and post chapters the same day, so if I don;t have the brain power to write, I must take the time away to not have the story suffer. So I appreciate teh understanding. Please check out my newest story coming to the app! It should hopefully be up before the end of 2022! The Alpha's Obsession: His Forced Mate. It is a best friends to enemies to lovers trope taht I really think many of my readers who enjoyed my Guardian series will like! Happy Holidays from me to you! Miri
***10 Years Later****Lachlan POV*Millie and Ryan sit on the chair outside the bedroom door, their eyes wide as they listen to their Aunt Rome scream as though she is in a fight for her life. And she might very well be at this rate. I wring my hands nervously as I wait for Laney to mind link me with whatever else they might need.Ryan reaches out to hold Millie’s small hand as he gives her a comforting smile. Her green eyes fill with fear as she looks at her twin brother and offers him a soft smile. These two are just like Laney and Rome. In the sense, they are completely different. While Millie has a darker complexion and deep green eyes, Ryan has the white blonde hair and golden eyes like his Aunt Rome.And then there is Adora. The spit fire third born five-year-old who gives us all a run for our money. Her red hair blazes like her attitude and her oversized sweet brown eyes lend her an air of innocence that gets her out of everything. Speaking of the monster herself…“Daddy!” she
**6 Months later***“Laney!” Rome calls out in my room as I quickly pull my robe over my body. Lachlan chuckles as he wraps a towel around his waist, shaking his head.“You know, for someone who is always getting caught screwing her mate, she does a great job of interrupting us.” He mutters, placing a kiss on the side of my wet head as I bend down to wrap it in a towel. “In my defense I waited until after.” Rome says pushing the bathroom door open. I glower at her.“Really Rome? Not an ounce of damn privacy in my own freaking temple?” I say, slightly annoyed. Since she got back to the temple, she has either just trounced in on Lach and me in precarious positions or right after commenting on the scent of sex lingering in the room.“Look, I was gone long enough for you guys to already have a pup brewing.”I look at Lachlan, trying to keep my anger controlled. He, however, seems amused by her comment. “I wasn’t aware that we were trying to get pregnant.” Lach says with a shrug. “Not th
Kias and the others kneel before us and to my right is a fire pit that rages, heating the entire vast room. Word spread quickly about the shift in the hierarchy in the coven, and everyone has gathered to witness what we do next. I have always prided myself as someone who is merciful and sympathetic. Now is no different, but I know I must stay strong and let Monty dull out the punishment.“We submit,” One of Kias’ followers announces. I frown at him, walking closer as I look down at him. He looks up at me with nothing but hatred and fear living in his hungry eyes and I shake my head with a sigh. “We already gave you the opportunity to step down. Now you must accept your fate.” Monty announces. Those on their knees look around the room, shock apparent on their faces, while Kias scoffs. “Is this how you will rule?” He appeals to me, trying to get under my skin. I tilt my head, furrowing my brows. “You were given options, Kias. As was your leader before you. The deaths of those who fol
The wind swirls around Roxanne as her hands glow a deep red radiating from them. Chance takes a stance in front of Lily. His head drops low as his lips move as if whispering to himself. The surrounding walls seep water as drop by drop they roll toward his feet, creating a puddle around him. Monty and Rome crash into a few vampires, hard bodies making dull painful thuds as blows land, and the vampires surrounding us join the fight.“Stay close to me, Luna,” Lachlan says, yanking on my hand so I can be near him.It takes effort not to frown in disappointment. I may not have had the training to fight in this life, but in the many ones before this, I was formidable in my own right. I pull my hand from Lach’s and step up to his side, dodging a flying vampire with a simple sidestep before turning to face them. Lachlan trusts me enough to leave me to my own devices, but I can sense his tension. Or so I hope as he fights off two at a time. Claws slice through my skin, the release of tension
Wilhelm opens the door at his cousin’s bidding and the look of shock morphs into one of relief. and then he yanks Monty into a big hug. His long blond hair is French braided and adorned with silver rings with adorning emblems of the moon with a star in the center of it that looks like a red diamond. It’s a stunning piece of expensive looking jewelry and he must catch me staring at it. “Luna,” He whispers, bowing low and then popping back up, reaching into his hair and removing one of the stunning pieces. He presents it to me with a courteous smile on his lips, making him look rather like a schoolboy admitting to a crush.Lachlan steps closer to me, his hand at the small of my back. “He isn’t hitting on her.” Monty chuckles. “He is showing his fealty. For our coven.”“A coven that isn’t yet in his control?” Rome asks with a small frown and I hold back my chuckle of laughter. “How nice of you to point it out, my love.” Monty says smugly as he turns his frustrated gaze on his cousin.
As the sun falls, I can sense the tension in Monty, which only makes me worry more. Lachlan’s thigh is pressed against mine and Lily and Chance sit in the third row, eyes wide as if seeing the outside world for the first time. I spin and look at them and realize that it might actually be the first time they have left. “Have you ever left your coven?” I ask curiously. Lily’s kind eyes meet mine and she smiles shyly. “It is for me. Chance has left three times before.”“You have?” I ask him in interest and he looks between me and Lily. He rubs his hands across his jeans and clears his throat like I am going to torture the questions out of him. “Uh, yes.” He gives me a tight smile and I look at Lily, who frowns.“We will have to be as open as possible with them in order to remain at their side. No secrets.” Lily says to him and he looks at his lap.“Secrets?” Lachlan joins in. “Those will get you now where… Take it from a man who knows.”“It’s not really a secret, but an embarrassing s
*Laney POV*Waking up next to Lachlan is not a new thing. But waking up next to him after claiming each other as mates, as a reminder that this will be my every day for the rest of my life? It’s the best feeling I have ever experienced. He looks so serene, the early sunlight filtering in over his stubbly cheek and his messy hair. It doesn’t feel real, yet here he is. Vulnerable, snoring just a little, and still perfect. I try to hold back my giddy grin at the thought of his snoring bothering me one day. It’s strange to love him for it now, think it’s cute, but crave the day when I will tease him for it relentlessly because that’s what you do when you grow. You adapt, you tease, and the thought of getting that far in a life with him is just damn exciting. More so than having to unite a who world of supernatural people. “Are you staring at me?” He murmurs, his eyes still closed. “Nope.” I lie. He peeks through a heavy-lidded eye and a grin forms on his delicious lips. “Liar.” I nod
*Lachlan POV*Laney has always been stunning. In every lifetime, she has been alluring, sexy, and nearly unavoidable in our need to be intimate. But this is different. This isn’t just the carnal need to make her mine to lay claim to her. No, this is mine, and my wolf's united desire to show her what she means to us. Love is more than pleasing each other or doing sexual favors. It extends beyond that. It’s wanting to memorize every curve, sound, and inner thoughts she may have. There is this burning desire to just be with her. Not that I don’t want to ravage her body, or that I don’t have every intention of doing that as I stalk her down. It’s what I plan to do with her after I consume her, that I look forward to more than the moment when I enter her or make her cry out in ecstasy. I want nothing more than to hold her after we have come down from the high. I want her to feel the bond whizzing through us as we just exist in the same state of blissful joy. Thank the heavens the only w