Heather entered the hotel room from the bathroom. They were staying there to be close to her mother. Shifters ran the hotel, and it was close to the hospital for patients’ family members to stay in. Mikey and Jay were already blowing off steam on the bed, and Heather watched. Her core wept to experience the power struggle between the two as they both tried to dominate the other. Hard, straining bodies wrestled with each other. Flashes of their straining cocks had Heather’s mouth watering. She wanted to suck them both, but she didn’t know which one she wanted first. Eventually, Jay had Mikey under him, and Jay looked up at Heather with an evil grin on his face. “Come on, love. Come sit on his face while I suck him off.” Mikey’s face lit up at the idea of feasting on her excited core. His cock noticeably twitched and Heather saw that as a clear encouragement. She kneeled beside her mates, her back to Jay. She straddled Mikey’s throat. “Enjoy babe.” Her pussy glisten
“Listen to me Amber. You can move in, but we won’t be mating yet. I can’t do it. I want to, but I can’t. You don’t know me and I’m not going to live with a mate who hates me because I took advantage of her. Do you understand?” “Like crystal, but that doesn’t matter really, because I don’t agree with it.” Amber said this with a pinched face. She looked like she smelled something that was off. “You’re my mate. Why would I hate anything about you? Wouldn’t that defeat the purpose of having fated mates? Hm? Come on Heath, you’re being a coward. My father can’t do anything about us because I’m an adult. Even though he sees me as a pup, I’m not and I haven’t been one for a long time.” Heath couldn’t believe she still thought he feared her father. What Heath knew now about her father was he had him in his corner about this situation with Amber. “Thank the goddess you aren’t a pup. I don’t think I could handle having a mate who’s a pup.” The thought of Amber as a pup didn
The next morning, Heather found out that her father hadn’t left her mother’s side at all. He’d stayed the night and if they argued, it didn’t happen within earshot of her. Dr. Paxton cornered her mates at one point that afternoon while Heather went in search of something for Mae. He apologized and gave them a theory of why he acted as he did. Heather couldn’t believe his story as Jay relayed the tale to her. “He appeared to really be regretful. But I’m not sure how much of the story came from your mother and what she said to your father.” “What do you mean? What about it could be so unbelievable?” “When did anyone force a triad mate to choice only one of the other two in the last century? Who would do something so terrible as that?” “If I remember my history, didn’t they believe the rejected mate would find a second chance, love? That came with the belief that if a triad mating stayed together, it would be selfish, and someone wouldn’t
Some of the general public who were aware of what Jack and Russell did to their own people and others. The complete list of all their victims would never exist, but their punishment wouldn’t end for a very long time. Jack thought with Russell’s death, he could disregard him and ever deal with his kind of crazy again. He found out during his sentencing that wouldn’t be the case. The Ruling Council wanted Russell to suffer right alongside Jack. How could that be? What could they do to make this happen? Russell didn’t have a body any longer. How would they make Russell suffer? Jack, at first, didn’t understand how Russell’s punishment would line up with his. His turn, experiencing genuine horror, came at his sentencing. The Ruling Council didn’t make him wait long for their answer. He didn’t get the chance to agree or disagree with the punishment. It would happen, and it didn’t matter if he resisted. He would fail in the end. His punishment came
Mae took the better part of the afternoon to search the yearbooks for the one photo of the boy she remembered. Heather now understood who Rose truly looked like, and it wasn’t her mother. The boy in the photo had the same hair and nose as Rose. The name below the picture read Alec Jordan. Heather would have been attracted to him too if she didn’t have two mates already. “Do you remember anything about him? Did Russell know him?” Heather needed more information about him. She didn’t know how any of the little details would be the key that solved this mystery. “Of course, Russell knew Alec. They kicked Russell out of school because he messed with Alec. Back then, Russell was a normal bully, and we could deal with him. Tyler’s father kept him in check back then. But Alec and Ethan, that’s Tyler’s father, if you remember. They didn’t get along with each other. Being that they both were alphas. Ethan received an active pack from his father. Alec wasn’t so lucky.
Six Months Later It took many months to clean out all the artwork and find out where it should go. Some of it would never find its way back to its owners because they’d been stolen from collections that weren’t legal. These they sold. Others gained rewards for and such. By the time they were done, several museums profited, as did several private collectors. The account came up profitable, and Ty used it to build the memorial and fix up a few things around the town and pack territory. A lot received a facelift because of what Russell’s greed made him do. If he hadn’t been so greedy, then he wouldn’t have hoarded all the artwork. Which meant they wouldn’t have found the money so easily. It had become a waiting game for it. But it would take time to get it all dealt with because it all must be authenticated, traced, and finally settled one way or another. The auction house now became a no go. It no longer functioned as an entity. They’d worked at one time as a
Heather needed to delay her announcement to Rose about her father for quite a few months. While Mikey and Jay worked in their spare time to find Heather’s other father and Rose’s father. The two were completely different investigations, and if anything, Heather’s other father was easier to find.Mikey insisted on looking for her other father in computer records, in case he now lived a more normal life outside of any medical facilities. Jobs, pack memberships, driver’s license registries, and all that. But nothing came up, and it had Heather worrying about what they’d find when they located him.“Just because we don’t see him in any voter registration lists or possessing a license, Heather means nothing. Many shifters don’t have their driver’s licenses. It means nothing bad. What we don’t want to see is his name on any of the lists of the dead for any year from when he left until now. We want to avoid any list of matings or marriages with his name listed in it.Bill Rivers or William E
Mikey didn’t understand why, but when he made the call, the next morning to the rehab facility, it became clear that this would be the most difficult thing he’d ever done. All because he didn’t want Heather’s hopes up to be dashed because as far as Mikey could tell there were so many possible negative end results than positive ones. What if Bill had died? Or had mentally checked out? Physically unable to function as he had. Move on with his life and someone else? Or could he have been too emotionally scarred to open himself up to them and the memory of their rejection? Add to this that Mikey and Jay both felt personally invested in this. Their emotions ran high with how they could feel and relate to Bill. Jay’d clung to Mikey each night they’d been here. He silently needed Mikey to remind him that their triad wasn’t in any danger of collapsing like Heather’s parents’ had. Mikey loved them both physically and emotionally. He wouldn’t let anyone come between