Sylvie Morgan's pov “You know that you want to do it,” Opal whimpered and my lip curled up as I glanced over at Ethan. “He said he won't until I can mark him back, and I don't have extended canines,” I murmured to her, and she growled. Feeling pressure inside my mouth, I winced, feeling a sharp burn in my gums. Using my fingers to poke my teeth I looked at Ethan with startled eyes. “Are my teef longer!?” Narrowing his green eyes at me he nodded his head and tilted it to get a better look at my mouth. “Has your wolf told you that you're a moonless shifter,” he asked me in a rush. Closing my mouth, all I heard was Opal snickering in my mind, and I shrugged. “Am I, Opal?” I asked her with a snarl. A burning sensation filled my abdomen and I bent over in my chair and groaned. Rising quickly from his seat Ethan came to my side. “What is going on?” Feeling my bones cracking, I gave him a panicked glare. “I feel like I'm breaking apart,” I stammered, and he nodded
Sylvie Morgan's pov Getting a gag shoved into my mouth and having it then tied behind my neck by a Demon caused me to cough as I glared at the asshole grinning smugly before me. Opal informed me that I had been bound with silver and she was working on keeping my skin from scarring and the pain at bay. Kellen gestured toward the edge of the roof and one demon jumped before I was dropped off the ledge and caught by it. Making a gasp through the fabric of the gag, I cursed colorfully at Kellen, who leaped down effortlessly. “What is he again?” I questioned Opal and she huffed. “Kellen is a hybrid, a mix of werewolf and demon and an Alpha’s son like Ethan,” she said softly then added, “I feel that he's your third mate.” Scrunching my face distastefully I vowed that I would never be his. “You have got to be wrong,” I muttered sourly, and she remained quiet as I was grabbed by my upper arm and yanked back against Kellen yet again. Using his free hand, he grinned at me before
Sylvie Morgan's pov My unconscious thoughts drifted to dreamscape, and I narrowed my eyes at seeing a wolf that looked like Opal, only twice as large. It trotted up to me with a grin on its muzzle. “Opal?” “Yep, the new and greatly improved Opal,” she snickered, causing me to grin at her. “Why did I faint and will I be okay,” I questioned her with concern. Nodding her big furry head, she explained, “Your enhancements used up your energy, and after you mated, you simply wore yourself out.” My cheeks reddened at her words. “I'm mates with Lennox; Ethan is going to be pissed,” I mumbled softly, and she growled. “Ethan has betrayed you by letting you be taken by Kellen,” she snapped and my eyes widened briefly in disbelief. “Why would he? Kellen is responsible for his parent's death!” Shaking her head she exhaled deeply. “No, Kellen’s father is the same killer that ordered your parents' death. Alpha Kirill Zevon is the person responsible for all of the deaths; he j
Sylvie Morgan's pov My thoughts were swirling and I pulled away from Lennox to gaze up at him. “Tell me everything. You said that the Howler Claw Pack had a reputation for clawing their victims, do they kill innocent people?” “Depends on what you consider as innocent. I mean, wolf packs have separate rules from human society,” he said plainly. “What about Marcus's mate having her heart ripped out and eaten?” I asked reluctantly. Lennox gritted his teeth and nodded slowly. “That did happen and is part of the reason why Marcus wants vengeance against that pack and is helping Alpha Nash.” Rubbing my chin I asked him how long Nash had this ambition to take over. He looked off in thought and said, “Longer than I have been alive.” “They have been feuding for that long,” I stated, aghast, and he nodded. Alpha Ian has given him a treaty saying that Nash can take the pack over when he passes which alerted the Moon Council and brought me here to keep Ian safe. The council do
Sylvie Morgan's pov “Kellen’s apology was unexpected,” I mumbled and Lennox chuckled. “I had a long conversation with him when you were unconscious, right here actually. It was enlightening. He apologized and disclosed to me that he and his father don't get along well and bump heads often,” he said with a smirk. Eyeing him curiously I pinched my lips. “Sounds like you are good with negotiations, are you on that Moon Council thingy you mentioned before?” “No, my parents both are and I am certain that they expect me to fill one of their spots when they retire,” he said enthusiastically. Giving him a raised brow, I commented, “I don't know what the moon council is, but certainly it's important and an honor for you.” Side-eyeing me, he snickered and explained that it was a group of cryptids who all followed the Moon Goddess, and it was an honor but a large responsibility. “I'm too laid back to work for the council,” he sighed and I giggled. “Aren't you doing what they a
Sylvie Morgan's pov Scanning the contacts in his phone I find Kellen's and then Kirill's just underneath. Pressing the dial button for the Alpha, my heart clenched in my chest, hearing it dial. “Hello?” His rough husky voice answered causing my heart to skip a beat “Ah, hello, Sir…I um, I need your help,” I stammered as he listened. “What do you need, female?” “Alpha Nash is holding Lennox hostage and I want to break him free,” I blurted out. After a long pause, Kirill started to laugh. “I don't think this is a laughing matter!” “You want me to start a pack war over YOUR MATE,” he asked me incredulously. Swallowing nervously I squeaked out a soft, “Yes.” Hearing a long exhale, he growled, “I will be at Lennox’s home in the morning; goodnight, Sylvie,” he said firmly, and I smiled. “Thank you, sir!” “Call me Kirill,” he growled and ended the call. Just then, the patio door slid open, And I turned to see Lennox stroll in, carrying bags as if nothing was wron
Sylvie Morgan's pov Sitting next to Lennox I watched the flames devour the contents of my wallet. My identity and entire existence turned into ashes. Surprisingly, I felt like I was being reborn. “In a way, you are and will be after tomorrow night's full moon,” Opal hummed in my subconscious. Glancing at Lennox, I studied his features and grinned slightly. Catching me, he asked me why I was smiling. “It's been only a short time that I was told what I was and I have experienced so much. I'm worried about what will be expected of me. What if I don't meet everyone's expectations,” I asked him hesitantly, and he wrapped his arm around my neck and pulled me against his chest. “Well, you have impressed me, not that it amounts to anything, but seriously, I will help you reach your full potential and find your place in our world,” he said confidently, but still, I felt unworthy. Curious about what his mom said earlier, I side-eyed him and asked. “Why did your mom call you a vaga
Sylvie Morgan's pov Dressing myself, I brushed my hair out and put it up into a ponytail before I slowly made my way downstairs. Overhearing Kirill tell Lennox that he had sat down in the living room for several hours before he came up to check on us, I creased my brow, wondering how late it was in the day. Seeing the full sun shining through the glass patio doors I bit my bottom lip. Seeing me, Lennox announced that he was making me my cake and then warming up the special birthday meal he had requested from Bailey. “How late is it?” I asked him and Kirill answered, “It's three in the afternoon. You both must have had a long night.” Glancing over at him I nodded and said, “Yes, we did.” I went to sit at the table where the Alpha was and rubbed at my chest due to my heart beginning to race again. It was unnerving and I gritted my molars as I sat. Sliding a long, narrow velvet box across the table, I peered up at Kirill who was giving it to me. “It's a little someth
Sylvie Morgan's pov Our wedding was phenomenal, and with all three packs celebrating the union, I had been overwhelmed with joy. Choosing Bruce and Marcus as secondary Alphas for Nash’s and Ian's packs, the members came together and sorted out their differences, with those two fitting their roles perfectly. Currently, I was lounging on the back patio of Kirill's home and rubbing my extended abdomen. “You're going to pop soon,” Opal chuckled in my head and I sighed. “I'm ready to become a mom, and I know Kirill is chomping on the bit, wanting to meet the little guy, too,” I murmured. “Yeah, he's already a proud poppa and the nursery is adorable,” she added, making me smile. Hearing the door sliding open I turned to see my husband peeking out. “Do you want a glass of water?” Shaking my head I reached out my hand for him to grab. “No dear, just come and sit with me. It's a lovely day,” I purred then squirmed a bit from another sudden pain I felt in my lower back. Eyeing me kee
Sylvie Morgan's pov When I woke, I was in bed alone and grinned slightly at the wonderful time I had with Kirill the night before, minus the Lennox debacle. I noticed that my pair of jeans and shirt were washed and nicely folded on top of the dresser. I quickly put them on. After doing my business and brushing out my hair, I hurried down the stairs and stopped to see Bruce and Marcus, along with Gerald standing by the table. Kirill wasn't there and I furrowed my brow as I walked toward them. “Alpha is out taking Mister Elijah Mathis to collect um, the parts of his son. He committed suicide last night in the early morning, and his dad wishes to bury him whole,” Gerald explained, and my jaw tensed. “That's terrible, but I imagine that life being crippled horrendously was too much to handle for him,” I murmured and lowered my eyes to say a prayer for Lennox’s lost soul. “We also received word that Nash is on his last leg and close to death. Sylvie, if he passes, it will make you t
Sylvie Morgan's pov “But you truly love Kirill,” Opal whined and I gritted my molars. “Yeah, I know that, but I don't want to hurt Lennox's feelings,” I murmured, and she exhaled in my head. “Honesty is the best policy,” she growled as I stepped down the stairs and saw Lennox at the table reading the Grimoires. “Whatcha doin’?” I asked him. He glanced up at me and said, “Just reading through this, there is some interesting stuff in here. Oh, and I'm looking for the spell to remove your curse. Unless you want to have sex and remove it that way.” Pinching my lips, I sighed and mumbled, “I don't think Kirill's in the right frame of mind for that.” “Ah, I see. Sex with me wouldn't work because you don't love me,” he said bitterly. Wringing my hands I chewed on my bottom lip and grimaced. “It's not that I don't care about you…,” I started only to see him glaring at me. “You used me because of Ethan. I wouldn't have minded, but my parents believe that you and I are a c
Sylvie Morgan's pov My eyes widened at the loud crash. Turning to look back I watched the roof collapse in the room Nash was in. Feeling triumphant I continued running. The guards paid no notice to me and were hurrying to the destroyed home of their Alpha. I caught up to Lennox leaning against a tree with Kirill on the ground. Shifting into my human form I headed toward them. “What happened?” They both questioned me. “I buried the bastard,” I announced proudly then asked Lenny why he'd stopped. “He's not a light man, Sylvie and I only have so much strength,” he muttered sourly. Eyeing us both Kirill snarled accusingly, “How were you able to give her a curse? Are you a council member, Lennox?” Lowering his eyes from my inquisitive ones he exhaled deeply and said, “Yeah, I got the invitation when I left the time before last and accepted.” Whistling, Kirill congratulated him and I remained quiet since I didn't understand the significance of the position. “Can you lift him bac
Sylvie Morgan's pov “I thought you said that they would not enter?!” I huffed angrily as I glared at him. “They must have scented your Sigma Wolf. I can't defeat him without the darkness that you took away from me,” he asserted and I eyed him blankly. “Sure blame me for it,” I growled sourly. “We need to find Lennox. If he has the black moonstone, I need it to curse myself,” Kirill blurted, and I shook my head. “You can't do that! Are you insane?!” Side-eyeing me, he said, “Nash can only be defeated by something as dark as he has become. I didn't realize how far he had gotten,” he stated in anguish, and my bottom lip protruded. Brushing my chin he smiled and said, “You'll just have to make love to me until all the darkness goes away.” Eyeing him with his eyebrows wiggling at me I muttered a goofy, “Whatever.” “You're going to have to tell him that it's his love and not yours that kills the darkness,” Opal hummed and I gritted my molars. “He hasn't even proclaimed his love f
Sylvie Morgan's pov Refusing to wallow in my disappointment, I headed to my old room and pinched my lips together, seeing it exactly how I had left it. Feeling like I had judged Marcus harshly as I glanced over at the space I chewed on my upper lip. “He was corrupted by Nash and probably did care about me before that, huh?” I murmured to Opal and she told me that he did, “Like I was his daughter.” Releasing my lip from my teeth I thought about Winnie suddenly and frowned. Knowing that Marcus was devastated by what Nash had done to her I wanted to hug him and tell him that everything would be alright. “I will forgive him when I return to the Howler Claw Pack, he doesn't need more heartbreak added to his life,” I asserted. Going to my dresser, I grabbed a pair of faded blue jeans and shimmied them on, then heard a breath of an exhale from my open door. “Was this your room?” Seeing Kirill standing there I nodded. “Yeah, this is the room I grew up in,” I sighed and watched him go
Sylvie Morgan's pov “Aren't you going to join him?” Both Lennox and Opal questioned me simultaneously. Nodding briskly I dropped to all fours while shifting and went to the door. I waited for Lennox to open it for me. “Be careful, but let Kirill defeat Nash; he is part demon and will absorb his darkness,” Lennox proclaimed, causing me to eye him oddly. “Don't I carry demon DNA from Kellen and could do the same thing,” I asked Opal. She whined out a yes and I grinned as I pounced from the doorway. “But you must be cautious about the pup,” Opal growled and I told her that I would as I followed Kirill's scent. Running through the trees, I realized that his scent had changed, and Opal explained that he had shifted into his true form, but it was darker due to the mist that had invaded him. “I want to see him but he's moving too quickly,” I complained, making her snicker at me. Running for miles I was growing distressed by Kirill's rambunctious attitude. “Why is he hell-bent on do
Sylvie Morgan's pov “You admitted that you love Kirill and meant it,” Opal said, flabbergasted, it caused me to pinch my lips together. “What about Lennox? I don't want to hurt him and I do love him too,” I sighed. “Are you positive because you were not certain before,” she growled. “I do, it was hard to admit my feelings,” I sighed, causing Opal to huff in my mind. I noticed that Bruce had come to the table for the dagger and I watched him as he sliced open his palm. Marcus followed suit, and the pair grasped each other's hand and then spoke the oath words to each other. The front door flew open and Lennox rushed in carrying a small oblong shaped smooth stone. ”You're too late,” I said and watched his face fall. “Where is he?’ Shrugging I shook my head and said, “He ran off into the trees.” “You appear upset, did he say something to you before he ran off?” Giving him a surprised look I shook my head and told him no. “I'm taking Marcus home with me, Alpha. Please let Kiril
Sylvie Morgan's pov “I'm sorry for betraying you, Sylvie. I was corrupted by Nash and can see that now,” he added. I just gave him a defiant glare as I frowned and watched Bruce standing over him. “My decision to forgive you will be determined after this mess is resolved,” I asserted and watched him lower his eyes. Seeing him looking small compared to the Beta of Kirill's pack I thought Nash must be crazy thinking he could defeat the Howler Claw pack. Seeing my eyes on him he muttered, “I'm sorry about Ethan too.” I rolled my eyes in disgust. “Don't be, he was mates with Lisa, not me,” I snapped and crossed my arms. “Oh, I didn't know that,” he mumbled softly and glanced over at Lennox who was speaking with Gerald. “You're mates with the Lycan so it evens itself out,” he retorted. Huffing I snapped, “I am Kirill's mate as well.” A flash of disbelief crossed his eyes and he chuckled. “Kirill would never take a second mate,” he muttered, and Bruce growled, “You wa