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-Roman- It was dark when I opened my eyes, having fallen half asleep, but when my mate let out a little groan, she woke me. I was sitting on a chair by the bed, resting my head in my hand. I lifted my head and looked at Ana, who was slowly waking up. She didn’t look very good, though. It just told me this had been a very bad episode. I reached for the glass of water and her tired eyes focused on me. “Roman?” she whispered in a hoarse voice. “Here, drink a little.” She could barely sit up, and I had to help her drink a little water before she laid down again and sighed deeply. I reached out and stroked her cheek, and she closed her eyes for a moment, just enjoying my touch. I smiled a little, still happy to see my touch could provide her a little relief, but I was still concerned. “So, what happened?” I whispered. Ana opened her eyes and focused on me before looking around. “Where am I?” “In my bedroom, of course.” “Why?” she asked, but too tired to fight and get out of bed. “
-Anastasia- He didn’t get it… No one got it. How could they? They had not been through the same as me… I had been groggy and confused when I woke up. This was a very bad episode. I had not had one since I was 12. It had gotten a little easier, and I didn’t feel as bad, but this one was as bad. Maybe worse than the last one I had had at this level. When I woke up, I didn’t feel as I good as I did this morning. Maybe it had something to do with the king. He was sitting in a chair by the bed instead of being in bed with me. I was not sure what had made him decide that was better this time, but the sight of him did calm me. Until I realized I was still stuck in his house, and then he spoke of healing… healing! The only sort of healing I would do was when I drove the knife into my family’s killers’ hearts. I would drive it so deep, but I would do it so slowly, and they would feel my anger as I did it. They would feel all those years of hatred towards them, and it would heal me. He said it
-Roman- I looked at my mate, seeing so many things going on inside of her that I was not quite sure of. I tried reading her even through the bond we had, but the bond had not had time to grow properly yet. We had been apart and only spent a night and a day together. This was all very new still, and I just felt so many confusing things from her side, I couldn’t tell apart. Even the things I saw pass over her face, I couldn’t quite read. I just waited until it seemed like she might have come to a decision. “Would… Would you really want me to move in?” she suddenly asked. I almost dropped my jaw, because I had not expected the sudden change of subject and certainly not to that. She made it sound like she actually did want to move in, but she had made it very clear she just wanted to go home. Ana had spoken of it just moments ago, and now she was talking about moving in. What had just happened inside of her? “I… yes, of course,” I told her. “Of course I would.” “You do know a lot of p
-Anastasia- When I woke up the next morning, I truly felt so much better. I felt stronger, almost, which was very weird. Why would I feel stronger than normal? But then I heard someone sigh behind me. I looked over my shoulder, seeing Roman lying behind me. So that was why I was feeling better? He had finally decided to climb into bed with me, and it was making me feel a lot better. He was making me stronger, I had realized. Was it the mate bond? Was it just his powers from being a lycan and king? I knew alphas had a powerful energy that could both seem threatening but also give a sense of strength and safety if they were close to you. It was why, if the alpha was strong, then so was the pack. If he was good, then the pack was happy. Maybe it was just a mix of both. I looked at the arm he had around my waist and was about to pull it away when I stopped myself. No need to fight it all if we need to get close to him, right? My wolf was right. I needed Roman to find those who had hurt
-Roman- I had enjoyed my run with my little mate a lot. Ana had teased me and tried to outrun me, but I had caught her in the end and I had finally gotten a chance to taste her. She seemed different this morning. She didn’t just have more energy, but she didn’t even fight me. Ana just let me push her down on the ground and revealed herself to me. She gave herself to me and I had shown her just how much I appreciated her submission to me. I had been hard the whole way back though, and I very much wanted to feel my mate’s hands on me again, so I could find some release. But after changing into some clean clothes, she turned to me and said something that concerned me. “I think I should go home today.” I looked at her, confused. Had we not agreed, she should stay here. We aren’t letting her go home! Verlon was definitely not letting our mate go back to her home. She was staying here from now on, so what the hell was she talking about? “Had we not agreed you’re moving in?” Ana nodded
-Anastasia- “Maybe something warmer than that,” my aunt said, but still threw the hoodie into a suitcase. She had already filled one and was almost filling the second one too. I bet she would go on to a third if I allowed her to. “Okay, let’s slow down,” I told her. “Just back a bag with a few of my stuff, and that’s that.” I wasn’t actually expecting to live with Roman for long, so why would I need all of that? My aunt turned to me though, as I stood in the doorway to my walk-in closet and she looked at me, annoyed. “A bag?” she asked. I shrugged and nodded. “Why not?” “You will need more than that, dear,” she told me and continued to look through my closet. “I am sure he will buy you some more clothes too, but it is always nice to have something with you from home.” “I am not taking three suitcases with me,” I told her. “But you need the clothes!” “I just need one bag. I can quickly pack it.” “But what about the parties you will attend with him and important meetings? You
-Roman- Anastasia’s uncle was not very thrilled about me, because I was taking away what he considered his daughter, but he quickly warmed up to me when he continued to make me promise I would take good care of her, and when he heard how well I had taken care of her after she had her two episodes. I didn’t blame the older alpha for feeling protective of Ana. It only proved his love for her, and I liked to know my mate had been taken good care of. She had been through enough. She didn’t need horrible family members to get their claws on her and treat her even worse. There was love in this house, though. I felt it strongly. It was surprising how cold Ana could have stayed with all that warm love around her. But she chose her anger, and she chose to isolate herself. She did that to keep herself safe. At least, that was what she believed. Like I believed not wanting a mate would be the better thing for me. I was so wrong, though. One look at Ana and I was sold. She had me right where she
-Anastasia- One, two, three… four… My aunt had filled four suitcases practically emptying my closet, and I shook my head as omegas brought it out to the king’s car, filling it up. Roman didn’t seem to mind, but I felt mortified in more ways than one because my family also had to witness what she packed in one of those suitcases. I could not look my uncle or Jackson in the eyes, and it seemed like they couldn’t look me in the eyes either. It was just my aunt who was in a cheerful mood, and she came over to me as we stood by the door, hugging me again. “Okay, enough with the hugs. You don’t even deserve one,” I told her. “Why not?” She pulled back and looked at me, shocked. “I think you know why.” “I was only helping,” she said and winked at me. Roman chuckled behind me and I looked over my shoulder and gave him an angry look, but he just smiled at me and ran his hand down my hair, making me feel calm right away. It was not fair he had such an effect on me. It made it very hard t
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-Daphne- Two years later. “Jackson?” I walked into my mate’s office. Often we would sit there together, but I had woken up later today. He lifted his head and smiled at me as he saw me enter. “Hey,” he said, his smile growing the closer I came to him. I walked around the desk and smiled playfully. He tried to reach for me to pull me closer, but I moved away and he looked puzzled. “Can’t I touch you now?” he chuckled. “Not yet.” “Oh, are we playing?” “Yup, my own little special game.” “Is that the game where you tease the hell out of me with your mouth and tongue?” he asked. “No.” “Where you strip and make me go crazy?” “No.” “I am getting confused now,” he said, making me chuckle. “What kind of game are we playing?” “A guessing game.” “Okay,” he said. “Is there a prize for me to win?” He smiled mischievously, and I nodded. “I am all in then.” “Tell me the first thing that comes to mind when I say a word,” I told him. “Okay.” “House.” “A home,” he said. “Love.” “
-Jackson- Daphne had her fears, but after I recovered and her parents received a proper sentence locking them away for years, Daphne stepped up to the role of luna. I had never seen her flourish more. It was like this hidden side of her had been slumbering, waiting to come out and show what she could truly do. We gave her members a choice, but almost everyone wanted to rather be merged than be on their own. She and those who wanted moved to our territory, but she still owned the former land and house her parents had, and told anyone who wanted to stay could, but they would still be under both our controls. It was going great between us, and I watched from afar as my mate was coming back from a late run. We were both so busy we barely had time to truly enjoy being together. My dad was stepping down, and I was becoming alpha more and more until I would receive all the control from him. Daphne smiled as she saw me coming up onto the porch and I pulled her closer and kissed her. “Hey,” I
-Daphne- I was fuming. I couldn’t believe what my family had wanted to do. This was so much further than I realized they could ever take it, and I had demanded my mother was arrested too. Roman had no problems with it. I couldn’t believe they thought they could get away with this, but sometimes greed made people reckless and it made them think they were invincible. They weren’t, though, and I would never speak to them again. Jackson had to undergo a minor surgery, but the doctor assured me he would recover fast, and it wasn’t long before he woke up, all of us there. His eyes found me first, though, and he smiled at me so sweetly. “Hey,” he whispered. “How are you feeling?” “Sleepy.” “Yeah, the drugs are wearing off slowly.” “Mmm, wonderful,” he whispered. Jackson’s parents moved closer, and I let them have a moment with him as I waved Roman with me out into the hallway. He followed me and we stopped a little further away. “I can’t believe they did this,” I said. “How do you wa
-Jackson- I was on the ground, bleeding and completely beaten up. I had tried nothing like it before. I had fought before. I had had my ass kicked, and I had been close to death, but this just seemed personal, and so the pain was different. I was unsure how many had attacked me, but the smell of lycan filled the room, so I knew it was no small wolves who had come after me. I had been able to take down one of them and he laid on the ground not far from me, but the others were standing above me, and I was unsure why they had stopped kicking me. Soon the door opened, and I saw nice shoes coming my way. I was able to keep my eyes open enough to slowly let them wander up the body, and seeing Daphne’s father in front of me. “You have made a lot of problems for me,” he accused. I tried speaking, but I just coughed up blood. “I need to have you removed so I can take home my daughter.” Hadn’t he tried ruining her with those rumors? Why kill me now? “She… is… mine,” I croaked out. “Not fo
-Jackson- Daphne was scared to begin with as we began the dance, but when I asked her what it matter what other people thought, she seemed to realize something and began enjoying our night. I led her around through two dances before we finally joined the party and began to mingle. Not a lot wanted to talk to us. They either thought Daphne was some kind of whore, giving herself to a wolf, or maybe her family had made people believe she had given herself away to many. Or that I was a lunatic who had kidnapped her in the night and made her fall in love with me. That she was suffering from some kind of Stockholm Syndrome, but the people we spoke to were quickly convinced otherwise. They saw the love in our eyes. They noticed how affectionate we were with each other, and it changed their view of things. I knew some people we could never convince, but they didn’t want to be convinced. They want to believe the drama, because it was what excited them, but we wouldn’t care. Daphne and I were h
-Daphne- Jackson came up behind me as I stood in the closet, all dressed up. He kissed my neck and made me feel so calm and secure pressed to his powerful body. I moaned a little as he kissed the mark on my shoulder. My dress had no sleeves or straps and my hair was up, so everyone could see I was taken. I knew it pleased my mate a lot. It was a way to tell everyone to fuck off if they tried anything. I squeezed his hands on my stomach before I turned around and he rested his on my hips. “You ready?” “Not really,” I admitted. “Why not?” “I am so nervous. I have never stood up to them before.” He smiled a little and kissed me. “You’re not alone.” I smiled back and finally noticed how sexy my mate looked in a suit. I ran my hands down his arms and back up, and I knew he saw the shift in me. “Like what you see?” “Very much,” I confessed. “You look amazing too,” he complimented me. I smiled even bigger, feeling how warm my cheeks grew. “I love you,” I told him again. Over the
-Jackson- Later in the evening, as rain began to pour, and we had eaten dinner, my family gathered in one of the living rooms. Just my parents, me and Daphne, and Ana and Roman. We were all sipping drinks, munching on snacks, and talking. I really enjoyed being there with them. I loved them all so much, and when I turned to look at my mate, I could feel it in my heart too. I was falling for Daphne, and I couldn’t wait until we could start our life together, with no one trying to interrupt our happiness. “So, when are you heading home?” I asked Ana. “Oh, want to get rid of me that fast, huh?” We all chuckled. “Just asking.” “No, you are trying to kick me out,” she teased. I shook my head, and she finally turned serious. “No, we are going home tomorrow, and then will begin setting everything up for the party.” “It will be the party from hell,” Daphne said. “No, it will be fine,” Roman assured her. “Is there anything special we should be prepared for?” my mother asked. “Just t
-Daphne- Roman and I were walking beside each other outside. Jackson and Ana decided to spend some time together after Roman asked if he could have a moment with me. I was glad he asked, because I had missed my friend and I needed his guidance. It wasn’t just Jackson I had been hiding from. It was Roman and Ana too. After the dinner with Shane, I had simply gone back to my old life and acted like I could be the same person again. The one who could be the perfect lycan luna, and get mated to a complete stranger. The one who pleased her parents, no questions asked. I wasn’t that person, though. I had never wanted to be that person. On the inside I was so much different, but I didn’t know how to escape them. “So, how is it going?” Roman asked. “It’s… good,” I said, searching for the right word, but not even good could describe how wonderful I felt, and when Roman saw the smile on my lips, he began smiling too. “You look better.” “Better?” “Taller,” he said. “Yeah, Jackson brings so