A groan escapes as I roll over and slowly open my eyes. I reach for Tiernan, but all I find are cold sheets and an empty spot where he should be. I sit up when I feel a surge of anger. I look at the clock, and it is four in the morning. I flop back onto the bed as I let out a hiss, hearing Thyox grumbling in my head. I have to agree with her. I am unsure what woke us up, but it is not the little man in my stomach. He seems to be asleep. I can feel the anger and rage becoming more vigorous, and that is when I realize that it is not my emotions, but they are coming from Tiernan. I huffed and crawled to the edge of this ridiculously colossal bed. I drop my legs over the edge and slide down until my feet touch the floor. I grab my silver hoodie; technically, it is Tiernan’s, but I have more or less confiscated it for myself. It's not like he cares. I often steal his clothes, esp
I let out a growl when the pen that I have been abusing is stolen from me. I look up to see Cahir staring at me. I let out another growl, but all he does is raise one of his busy fucking eyebrows at me. I refrain from hitting him, but just barely. This fucker is lucky he is my best friend. I growl at him, but all he does is smirk at me. The urge to hit him has increased.“Give me my pen back.” I grumble. “Not until you promise to stop the fucking clicking. Why the fuck are you so stressed. Your weird OCD only surfaces when you're stressed.” Cahir points out.“It’s been a week and nothing. Zho died three days ago, and we have not seen Rohnan or his demon father. Ghazzi, well, we haven’t found him alive or dead. Kynessie and I had an ultrasound this morning, and Sam thinks she will have our pup sooner than initially thought. He’s giving her another month, maybe sooner. The rogues are still lurking around the border of our territory, and we still haven't figured out who t
“So, you are really leaving? I did not believe Essex when he told me you were packing.” Mylie asks. “Yes, I am leaving. We all know that I do not fit in here and I never have.” I reply. “Nes, you know that everyone in the kingdom loves you. Essex does not want you to leave and neither do I, especially now with this little one coming.” Mylie points out. I let out a sigh as I looked at her. I know what she was telling me was the truth, but I needed to leave. There was something deep within me that was telling me that there was somewhere else I needed to be. The whole family was shocked when I told my father and my mother, I did not want the throne. Dad did tell me that he knew deep down that I did not want to be queen, but I do not think he expected me to leave. Essex is a better choice as king than I would have been. I never felt I fit into this world of royalty and high-status individuals. I had no desire to sit on the throne even if I was the oldest and by birth right the throne i
I cannot wait for this week to be over. I have been in Europe for four days and want to return home. While I love being here and seeing family this has been the longest four days, and I am more than ready to go home. Now I see why my great-great-grandfather moved his pack from Ireland to Louisiana. Do not get me wrong, some parts of Europe are beautiful to visit, but I do not think I will get that much time to play tourist. I have known the alphas of these two packs for years and we are on good terms. My uncle being the alpha of one of the packs does not count. It’s the she-wolves and female Lycans that are driving me and Kyran, my Delta, crazy. They began throwing themselves at the two of us after we stepped out of the car. I appreciate a beautiful woman, but hopping from bed to bed no longer appeals to me. I still have not found my mate. I know that it could take years to find her, and considering the life span of a Lycan is a thousand years or more means that I have lots of time. We
They are still cleaning up the remnants of the attack as we pull in front of the pack house. I watch as Cahir and Riordan stand there waiting for us. I don’t see my parents, and a feeling of dread spreads through me. I am out of the car before it comes to a complete stop. Kyran is not far behind me. Cahir and Riordan walked up to us as the others stopped and looked. I knew they did not expect me to be back this soon. I should have been in Europe for another three days, but with this shit show happening I came home. While I did not want a rogue attack happening, I was glad something gave me a reason to cut my travel short. “I was not expecting you two for a few more hours. Before you ask, your parents are fine. Your father’s arm was broken during the attack but should be healed by tomorrow. Your mother is fawning over him like he is dying and driving him nuts.” Riordan explains. “May have heard your father as the doc if he could sedate your mother so he could get some sleep.” Cahir a
I returned to Tylania’s little cottage after staying with a friend in New Orleans for two days. I planned to visit her, but then those fucking rogues attacked the pack, which threw my original plans out the window. My friend was human so I could not even explain to her why I was late. I had gotten back around noon but decided I needed a nap. All those bullshit wives' tales about vampires being unable to be out in the sun are crap. We can be out in the sun, and no garlic does not affect us. I put that shit in just about everything I cook. I fucking love the taste of garlic. Wood can incapacitate us, but it will not kill us. It affects us like wolfsbane does wolves it disconnects us from our inner beast. The only way to kill a vampire is to remove our heads or hearts. Well, for most vampires, that holds. I am the rare exception. I let out a groan when I hear my phone start ringing. Whoever this is better have a damn good reason for calling me right now. I finally slam my hand down on it
A groan escapes as a pair of small hands starts rubbing my shoulders. Her scent calms me, as does the massage. I lean back in my chair and rest my head against her. I smirk as I realize that my head rests against her perfect tits. Kynessie has been here for a week, and we have spent that time talking about everything that happened. I was not sure she would accept this bond, but she has. I am taking it slow with her. I think it shocked all of us when she told us that she thought her beloved had died that night. Although it made sense once she explained why she thought that. Tylania confirmed that her blood and venom do run in our veins. My great-grandfather’s and her blood must have somehow mixed that night. Same with her venom. We know she did not bite him. Kynessie did tell us that she remembers bending over when my great-grandfather said something to her, and we thought that was when some of her venom must have dripped into his wound. It was enough to help him heal but not turn him,
Tylania and I had just returned from our night out with other girlfriends when the rogues attacked the coven. I agree with Tiernan. I think they are after something or someone, but from what I have learned, there is not anyone besides Tiernan’s family that would be of importance. They must be either insane or stupid to want to kidnap any member of the royal Lycan family. Something is not adding up. We had shit fairly under control when the pack arrived on scene. I heard Tylania scream, and when I looked over to see that fucking rogue aiming for Tiernan, I saw red. Thyox let out a feral growl in my head. I knew what would happen before it did, and I also knew that I might die now, but with my ability, I knew I would be back soon. I sure as fuck would not let this fucking rogue kill Tiernan. I knew everyone would freak out about my death and later return. The looks of horror and confusion were written on everyone's faces, minus Tylania’s. She was very aware of my abilities. “What the fu
I let out a growl when the pen that I have been abusing is stolen from me. I look up to see Cahir staring at me. I let out another growl, but all he does is raise one of his busy fucking eyebrows at me. I refrain from hitting him, but just barely. This fucker is lucky he is my best friend. I growl at him, but all he does is smirk at me. The urge to hit him has increased.“Give me my pen back.” I grumble. “Not until you promise to stop the fucking clicking. Why the fuck are you so stressed. Your weird OCD only surfaces when you're stressed.” Cahir points out.“It’s been a week and nothing. Zho died three days ago, and we have not seen Rohnan or his demon father. Ghazzi, well, we haven’t found him alive or dead. Kynessie and I had an ultrasound this morning, and Sam thinks she will have our pup sooner than initially thought. He’s giving her another month, maybe sooner. The rogues are still lurking around the border of our territory, and we still haven't figured out who t
A groan escapes as I roll over and slowly open my eyes. I reach for Tiernan, but all I find are cold sheets and an empty spot where he should be. I sit up when I feel a surge of anger. I look at the clock, and it is four in the morning. I flop back onto the bed as I let out a hiss, hearing Thyox grumbling in my head. I have to agree with her. I am unsure what woke us up, but it is not the little man in my stomach. He seems to be asleep. I can feel the anger and rage becoming more vigorous, and that is when I realize that it is not my emotions, but they are coming from Tiernan. I huffed and crawled to the edge of this ridiculously colossal bed. I drop my legs over the edge and slide down until my feet touch the floor. I grab my silver hoodie; technically, it is Tiernan’s, but I have more or less confiscated it for myself. It's not like he cares. I often steal his clothes, esp
If these assholes think they are being stealthy with their “secret” meeting, then they need to have their fucking heads examined. I know they are trying not to stress me out, and they don’t want to worry us women, but there is no possible way they could be more fucking evident that they are up to something. I roll my eyes as I slip on my black hoodie. I have my hair piled on my head as I pull the beanie down over my hair. The sun had just dipped down, and the light was fading quickly. Tiernan knew I was going out for my biweekly hunt. I had figured out that hunting twice a week was all I needed to keep my strength regular. Sam has been watching my iron levels, which have been maintained, so I knew I was doing something right. I made damn sure to sneak away when Kathal was busy with another one of their “secret” meetings so I could do what I needed. Vihsan had shown us a picture of his cousin when they were younger and before his cousin went down the wrong path. I am not sure
I can feel Kyran’s irritation with not knowing what is going on. He has always been the nosiest one out of the four of us. I pull my little darkling into my lap as everyone else gets comfortable. I can tell Zia is nervous being in a room with us. Mom sits by her and tells her she has nothing to worry about. Wes stares at her like trying to work out the most complex riddle he has ever encountered. I have no idea what is going on. My little darkling knows something. “Ok, can someone please tell hte rest of us what is happening.” I state.“Is there something wrong with me?” Zia asks.“No, little wolf, there is nothing wrong with you.” Lennox drawls.“Can one of you please explain? You know something about Zia that we don’t.” Dad says.“I would like to know if any other pups were found when Zia was found.” Everrett comments.“There had been other pups that had been orphaned at that time, but that was because we had a substantial attack simultaneously.” I tell him.“I can te
I am starting to think that this pregnancy is making me more aware of everything around me. I swear the feeling of someone or something watching me has grown along with the little man in my belly. Sometimes I wonder if there is a second pup hiding behind its brother. Sam has assured me that there is only one pup in there, but sometimes it feels like more than one. Thyox and I agree that this pregnancy has heightened our senses. It has also made my skin overly sensitive. I explained how it feels to Sam, and he says while many pregnant women become more sensitive, he admitted that he had never heard of a woman's skin increasing in sensitivity. Of course, something like that would happen with my pregnancy.I need to speak with Mom about this. I planned on talking with Lennox about this to see if he has heard of this before. I step out of the shower, grabbing a towel off the hook. I stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at myself. I now have a decent-sized bump sh
I shifted back into my human form. While the other two couldn’t do this any longer due to them drinking the blood from the demon we caught years ago; I am still able. Yes, I am half-demon since my father was a demon, and I know she told Ghaazi that she was raped, but that was a lie. My parents were fated mates, but my mother's family told her to choose between them and my father. She chose my father, and they left her pack. She never broke her link with that pack, even when she joined Ghaazi’s pack. I am unsure how that is possible, but I think it may have something to do with Dad. I never told them that the demon we captured was my father, but he did look like me. I figured they just assumed he was my father and that I was getting revenge for what he had done to my mother. Mom told him enough to gain entrance into his pack. Dad knew where we were, and Mom and I always saw him. Ghaazi never knew. It was Dad’s idea to get Ghaazi to start drinking demon blood. I knew what i
“What about those two fuckers that were here saying they were from the council?” I asked.We are still in my office. Blain, Chris, and Kaleb left, but we still had some shit to discuss. Dad did link me to let me know that Aisling is awake and doing fine. Dad said she was still groggy, but Sam told him she would be that way for a few days. She might be groggy until that damn sedative is flushed from her system. I am fucking thankful that Kynessie didn’t get any of that shit, although she wouldn’t have been able to drink it since it had blood orange in it. I am still fuming sitting here thinking about it but feeling my son move around and kick my hand has a nice calming effect. “They were part of the council. I spoke with a couple of the previous members. He explained that about five years ago, all but one member handed down their seats to their sons or grandsons. From what I was told, about a year ago, there was a coup d’etat, and the whole council was killed and new members
Riordan and I weren’t scheduled to leave Alpha Randy’s pack for another two days, but when I got that call from Cahir telling me that Aisling had passed out and was in the hospital, I lost it. Randy told us to get back to the pack once I explained what was happening; Randy nicely told Riordan and me to get the fuck out of his pack and get back to our pack. Riordan and I packed in a hurry and more or less jumped into my truck and sped back to our pack. Thankfully our packs are only a few hours from each other. I am not sure how we didn’t get stopped with how fast I was driving. All Cahir had told us was that someone had slipped a sedative into Aisling’s drinks, and she had been unconscious since. I texted Rowan, who explained that he and Aisling had brought food and drinks to their room. He had told me that Aisling had a smoothie and then went to bed. He also let me know what my little darkling was up to. I knew she didn’t like those two from the council, and I had a feeling
I slowly became conscious when I realized I was not in Aislling’s hospital room. I may not have the sense of smell as wolves and lycan; I wasn’t smelling the unsettling scent of disinfectant and blood. Everything smelt like Tiernan. I sat up with an arm wrapped around my bump. I looked around the room, and I was right. I am back in our room. I have no idea how I got back here. I slide to the edge of the bed and swing my legs over. I grab some clothes and head for the shower. The hot water feels fantastic on my skin. I growl and fling the pair of shorts across the room. “What did those shorts do to you?” Saera asks. “I couldn’t get them buttoned. Mu fucking baby bump isn’t that big.” I whine. I found another pair of shorts, and thankfully they still fit. I know I will gain weight and my clothes will not fit, but I didn’t think it would start this early. I flop back onto the bed as Seara laughs at my situation. She tells me that she will take me shopping once everything