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-Roman- It was not really how I had imagined my mate confessing her love for me. Really, I had seen us in bed together again, just enjoying being around each other, loving each other’s bodies, and just having a great day together. Instead, I was in this room with her, holding the very knife she would have used to kill one of the lycans who had taken her family from her, and she was desperate to get it back. I understood that. She had waited so long for revenge. I just hadn’t realized how long or how deeply this went. I hadn’t seen how desperate she was to see the lycans dead. She would gladly be the one to drive a knife through their hearts as long as it meant they would finally be dead. “What?” I asked her. Ana had tears in her eyes and they slowly travelled down her cheeks as she groaned and began to pace in front of me. I just looked at her and heard the lycan outside walk by us and away. At least he was safe from her for now, but he would not feel safe for long. Once I uncovered
-Anastasia- Ronan was still mad. Even after that crazy intense mating and marking, he was still very fucking furious, and I didn’t blame him. I had betrayed him, and I had gone behind his back. Shit… he looked just… so disappointed in me, and even after coming harder than I believed any of us had come before, I could feel that glowing anger going through him. Now that we were connected through his mark, I could really feel it. Like a burning fire going around under my skin. “Shit… Roman…” I said, because the anger almost hurt me. “I need more,” he whispered in my ear. He pulled out and turned me around. He pulled me up, so I balanced on the back of the couch and then he was inside of me again, not taking it slow even if we had already gone hard the first round. Roman just held tightly onto me and the couch as he moved his hips, going deep and hard into me. “Fuck!” he groaned in my ear. “You have no idea how fucking angry I am, and so fucking hungry.” I leaned my head back and moa
*Warning: Another flashback, can be hard to read for sensitive readers* -Anastasia- “Take her!” I was being handed over to smaller arms, but I still felt their power. It was all very chaotic, and dark. I couldn’t figure out what had happened. One moment we were laughing, and I was running around with the other kids. My brother was standing not far away, joking with his friends. He was so happy. We were all so happy, but it wasn’t long before screams filled the air. I stood frozen in my place as I watched a lycan attack my brother and tear him to pieces. My father roared loudly, going for Dean, hoping to save him, but there was nothing to do. His blood spread over the grass, almost leading a way to me. The lycan had looked up seeing me, but my father had been faster, shooting it in the face, and then running to me, picking me up. “Tif!” My mother came running, and my father handed me over to her. “Run! Just run!” “But…” My father silenced her with a kiss, and then took off befor
-Anastasia- “You actually made this?” Roman looked at me shocked, as he tasted the food I had made him. I chuckled. I had gotten up earlier than him today and had decided to make him some breakfast. After everything at the party, despite saying he forgave me, I felt the distance between us, and I knew it was time we fixed that. We hadn’t spoken much, and Roman had barely touched me. I knew he was still just dealing a little with my betrayal and I wanted to give him time, but I missed his touch and I missed us talking. So, after making breakfast, I had gone to wake him up with a few kisses. He had enjoyed that, and I told him to come down and eat. We were in the kitchen, so no one could really disturb us except the ones working there. “I did,” I told him. “I am not a horrible cook, in fact.” I took a bite of my food and smiled at him, and he smiled at me. I could feel through the bond how much he appreciated this. Sometimes it was the small things that mattered more than the grand o
-Roman- Ana came into my office one morning, now with a smile on her lips. She always woke up with a smile now, and I would very much like to take a lot of credit for that. I believed I was the reason why she was smiling so much. After everything, it seemed she might finally be letting go a little. At least of her anger and hatred, and I had let go of mine. I wasn’t watching her every night now. I was confident she was right beside me and every morning I woke up and found her right there beside me. “Hey,” she said. “Hey.” She walked over to me, and I pulled her down on my lap. She giggled happily and kissed my lips. It felt like heaven. It was really all love and rainbows at the moment. “What are you working on?” she asked. “Thinking.” “Thinking?” “Well, I am trying to find out how we will find some proof so we can put away the lycans who hurt your family.” “I’m guessing a single witness isn’t really enough,” she whispered. I shook my head. “Plus, you were a child, experienc
-Roman- I guided Ana into a faster pace, and I could see the pleasure that swirled around inside of her on her face. Fuck, she looked so good like that. Almost all ruined and so caught up in the pleasure she really didn’t care that I was on the fucking phone at the same time as she was riding me. She placed a hand over her mouth as she began shaking and coming all over me, and I did my best not to groan. “Am I ruining the honeymoon?” “Something like that,” I got out between gritted teeth. My cousin had called. He didn’t let anyone really ignore him. He could be a pain in the ass when he wanted to get into contact with you. Shane laughed though, as he probably was starting to figure out I wasn’t so focused on the conversation, but on my mate riding me. I made sure she continued to move as she came and shook. She just looked so fucking good, that was all I could say. “I’m back.” “Good for you. Don’t fucking call me again,” I said. He just laughed again, not minding he was ruining
-Anastasia- I was excited to really meet the only real relative Roman had. I had dressed up, put myself in a nice black dress with long sleeves, and I had put on some makeup. I let my hair stay down, and I put on some heels. I wasn’t sure if I was doing too much, but I wanted to leave a good impression. Shane was very important to Roman, that I knew. I had gotten ready early though, and went downstairs to get some lunch, when the doorbell suddenly rang. I looked at the door, confused. I didn’t believe his cousin would arrive yet. It was pouring down outside. The doorbell rang again, and I shrugged, going over to the door, and then as soon as I opened it, Daphne stormed inside. “Eh… come in?” “Ah shit, I got caught in the stupid storm!” she said and shrugged off her jacket before she hung it up. I looked at her, confused. “And welcome, please make yourself at home,” I told her jokingly. She turned to me, almost looking a bit apologetic. “Sorry, I really just had to get out of my
-Roman- “I’m sorry… what?” I asked, as Daphne sat in front of me and Helena. “I…” Daphne looked away, looking almost a bit embarrassed. “Engaged?” I asked, shocked. Daphne couldn’t look me in the eye, and I understood why. How could she keep this from me? I knew she needed time away and to just focus on herself after everything, but not telling me she was engaged, I felt was over the top! We were still best friends. I wanted her to be able to tell me these sorts of things, but no, she had kept quiet, and now she couldn’t look me in the eye. “I… thought it made sense,” she explained. “To get engaged to someone you have never met?” I asked her. “Well, I almost married someone who I knew wouldn’t love me!” I looked at her, shocked, and Daphne quickly looked away again, looking guilty. “Sorry… It’s not… we are past that.” “Or are we?” I asked. Ana looked between us, worried, and I was not sure what she was thinking at that moment, but I could understand if it was all a bit shoc
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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