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-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
-Roman- It thrilled me to see my mate standing in our closet putting away her clothes. Yes, it was now our closest. Like it was our bedroom. I would not have different bedrooms like I did with Daphne. No, Ana was moving right in and into the same bedroom as me. She and I wouldn’t be apart even at night, I didn’t want that, and she had surprisingly not argued against me about this. But maybe she had already caught onto the fact I couldn’t be without her, and didn’t want to waste her energy. That was smart of her, if that was what she was thinking. Ana had looked tired at her suitcases as they stood in the closet. She had really not wanted to bring this much, but I didn’t mind. I had enjoyed seeing the tired look on her face because she really looked so cute. Her aunt was a special kind of woman. I very much liked her, and I could see how much she cared for her niece like she was her own daughter. “Do you want some help?” I asked her. Ana looked over her shoulder and shook her head. A
-Anastasia- It had been quite the day, and we weren’t going to work on my family’s mystery death today. Roman decided it would be good for us to spend some time together and we ended up in one of the living rooms after a small late evening walk together. We had two drinks in front of us, and as soon as I sat down, he pulled me closer, so I had my back to his front. He held me close and began stroking my scarred arm with his fingers. I still grew nervous when he focused on that, but what he had done today, kissing the scars like he adored them, had made me a little less self-conscious about it. I was never self-conscious about it when it came to other people. They could talk and whisper about it, but with Roman, it felt different. I… cared what he thought. I had told myself I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t deny I did care. “You really don’t mind do you?” I asked him. “Huh?” “The scars,” I said and held up my hand. I turned my head and saw him smile before shaking his head. “Of course n
-Roman- I was lying in bed when my mate came out of the bathroom, wearing my t-shirt. She had other clothes now to wear, but she had chosen that. Why was that? I smiled, pleased, as I watched her resting on my arm, which was under my pillow. She looked so good wearing it, and when she climbed under the covers, I quickly pounced on her, pulling her closer and kissing her neck and shoulder. “Roman!” “Goddess, it drives me crazy seeing you wearing that,” I whispered. “Your t-shirt?” “Exactly!” I placed a hand low on her thigh, sliding it to her inner thigh and up. “Roman…” “Want me to stop?” She turned quiet, and I proceeded running my hand higher and higher until I found her pussy. She was wearing panties, and I quickly pushed them to the side before I found her clit, rubbing her slowly. “Ah… yes…” she moaned into the pillow, and I smiled at how easily I made my mate respond to me. She always sounded so good. “More?” I whispered in her ear. She nodded, and I quickly got her o
-Roman- My mate kept looking around, suddenly not so focused on the task in front of us. I smiled, though. I found it adorable how she needed to look around and take everything in. She seemed like a small child who had to investigate everything around her and make sure she didn’t miss anything. I knew she wanted answers, but it was clear they suddenly weren’t so important to her. “Like what you see?” I asked teasingly. She focused on me again, looking almost surprised. “Huh?” “My office.” “It’s huge,” she said. I chuckled and nodded. “There’s enough room.” “Enough room? You could fit an army in here,” she joked, and we both laugh. I think the sound surprised us both, and we looked at each other. “It’s good to hear you laugh,” I told her. “Don’t tell my aunt.” “Why not?” “Because she will never stop talking about anything else.” “She just wants you to be happy,” I said. “I know… I understand.” “So, why do you almost judge her for it?” “I don’t…” “No?” Ana crossed her
-Anastasia- Roman looked at me with slightly narrowed eyes and I looked at him, surprised. He looked almost like I was the guilty one, but I had been a child. I hadn’t even made my first change. I couldn’t have torn my family apart, leaving their body parts scattered and their intestines… No, I felt sick just thinking about it. I shook my head slightly and focused on Roman again. “Oh, because a ten-year-old could have killed them all?” I asked him. Roman shook his head. “I just don’t know why you were left alive,” he said. “I hid…” “Where?” “In a closet. It had this deep bottom,” I told him. “But I don’t think they even thought of looking so… so fast it happened.” “And only you made it out?” “We had a big celebration that day,” I said. “My brother’s birthday… He was going to be eighteen… or he was eighteen when it all… happened.” “Fuck…” “Yeah, so most of the members were gathered by the pack house, and the few who weren’t… well, they weren’t spared either,” I told him. “Ho
-Roman- My mate had definitely taken me by surprise. First she had just looked at me like she barely recognized me, and then she had kissed me. I was so shocked by it. Usually, I was the one initiating our kisses. I started them and she, of course, responded to me with the same kind of hunger, but this time she had taken me by surprise. She had kissed me and pushed me back onto the floor. I had not been prepared so I could not stop it, not that I wanted to stop anything. It was fucking fantastic as my mate kissed me hard and then she had begun to jerk me off before taking me in her mouth. She really did learn fast, and she had me coming in seconds and down her throat. It felt fantastic, and I was left with no strength afterwards, just lying on the floor and breathing heavily. She was the one who claimed to feel great, though she had not come. It seemed like I really was helping my mate, when she had her episodes and apparently touching me was even better for her. If that was how it wa
-Anastasia- Roman’s idea was not bad… Oh, who was I kidding? It was brilliant. We could gather all the wolves and lycans again, and while I knew for certain that it was lycans who had done this, Roman wanted to be certain we didn’t rule out anyone. So, it wouldn’t just be a lycan party. There would be lots of werewolves there, too. But we needed a good reason to invite so many people and Roman had one idea which could bring them all together. I refused, though. “No…” “Come on, Ana,” he said, annoyed, as he tried to convince me again that it was a good idea. “I am not being introduced as your queen!” “But are my queen!” he said. “Doesn’t mean I want to be one!” “So, you don’t want to be mine?” he asked, a small warning in his voice as he asked. Careful… remember, we don’t want him to grow suspicious of us! My wolf was right, and I sighed and looked away from him for a moment before turning back. “It’s not that,” I said and saw his anger disappearing. “Oh?” “It’s just…” “Jus
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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