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Third Person's POV Traveling home wasn't as easy as getting there. With no one able to teleport, they had no choice but to use the limos in the parking lot. Lucian's painful wails were heard by everyone as the limo drove away. The Angel cradled his daughter's head against his chest as he sobbed into her hair. Grayson, Ezra, and Coal turned and looked at each other feeling defeated. Even though it was a victory, it was their biggest personal loss. The three had never experienced a loss so large. These great personal losses happened before they were born. With heavy hearts, they climbed into the limo. When the door closed, the vehicle began moving toward the front gate. Not even two minutes later, the gate comes into view, and Coal rolls down his window. “Go slow up here. I want to see something,” Coal told the driver, and the limo slowed as it passed through the gate. “Stop the car!” Coal exclaimed when he saw all the bodies of the guards lying on the ground. Coal stepped out of
Third Person's POV Grayson limps slowly down the hall. Every muscle in his body aches. He's not sure what that bastard did to him, but he felt himself dying. It was the worst pain he had ever felt, and he would be happy if he lived the rest of his life without ever feeling it again. He didn't recall the hall being so long. He swore it was shorter. He held his hand against the bullet wound on his stomach and gritted his teeth at the burning muscles when he used them to turn the doorknob and enter his apartment.The apartment was quiet and dark, just like he expected it would be so early in the morning. Sebastian is usually fast asleep and stays that way until at least 8:00 am. Sometimes, the little Delta will sleep until 9:30. Grayson wishes he could lay there and watch him sleep until he wakes up every morning. But unfortunately, duty calls him each morning and pulls him away from his mate. The Alpha is thankful he has the next few days off to recover. It gives him time to be with h
Third Person's POV Ryder stands outside, staring at her garden. He wondered what vegetables she would have picked out of the garden today. He wondered what delicious aroma he would have come home to after his run. Would it have been beef stew or maybe pork chops? Or maybe veal parmesan with her homemade spaghetti sauce that she made with the tomatoes and herbs from her garden. The Beta is tired, but yet sleep hasn't come. He never knew someone could cry so much and so hard. He never knew something could hurt so deeply that it made you feel dead inside. He knows the Goddess didn't do it, but he can't stop himself from hating her. He knows it's too late, but he fights the urge to go to the coven and drag Nadja to her grave to make him bring her back. He finds himself mad at the world and everyone and everything—everyone except the little redhead who looks so much like her mother. He fights back the tears as he collects his daughter from her mother's grave, where she had fallen aslee
Third Person's POV The guard opens his eyes when he hears someone enter his room. He's surprised it's not the doctor or nurse this time. This time, it was another familiar face, one that brought a smile to his face.“Ah, my favorite person. What brings you to my hospital room?” The guard said with a smile.Coal let his eyes sweep across the room before looking at the guard. “I heard you were awake. I came to check on you.”“You came to see if I was still alive, didn't you?”” The guard jokes, and Coal rolls his eyes. “I knew you were alive. I made sure of it.” Coal said as he sat in the chair beside the guard's bed.“Don't tell me you have feelings for me. You're cool. I like that you don't pretend to be something you're not, but I don't swing that way.” The guard said with a raised eyebrow. Coal rolled his eyes and groaned as he shook his head. “No. I don't have feelings for you. I have a mate. Besides, you're not my type. I don't like tattoos.” Coal said, and the guard threw his
Third Person's POVWhen Ezra and Aero walked through the front door of the coven with Nadja and Lexon, they were more than surprised to find their mates weren't in their rooms where they usually are. Instead, they were in the foyer, a high-traffic area full of vampires, the very thing that frightens them. They stood in the foyer with Jace and Evelyn. They ran to them as soon as their eyes landed on their mates. And now here Roman lies, his legs tangled with the King’s. His head propped up, resting on his hand as he watched the king sleep. The Omega isn't sure how long he's been awake, at least an hour. He was terrified when he felt Ezra's pain. He couldn't remember the last time he was so scared. Roman thought he was going to lose his mate. The very thought was terrifying and more than he could bear.He looked down at the King and could tell he still needed more blood. The blood he gave him last night wasn't enough to replenish what he had lost, but it was enough to heal the wounds.
His POV Once out of the chaos of the auction and in the quiet car with a constant soothing hum, reality came crashing down. The submissive Alpha felt uncomfortable and awkward sitting sideways on the Alpha's lap. His muscles twitched as the urge to kneel arose. When they passed a semi, it made a loud noise, and the Alpha's eye squeezed closed, his body tensed, waiting to feel the whip kiss his skin. He held his breath, and his body trembled as he waited for the pain, but it never came. “It's ok… You're safe,” He whispered in my ear. Why was it soothing? Why did it make my body relax as if it was his command? Why did my body react to him in a way I didn't want it to? I didn't want to feel safe in his arms, but for some reason I did. I didn't want to touch him, grab him, hold him tight, but something inside me screamed to do it. My muscles twitched, trying to force me to do it, but I fought it. The memory of what happened the last time I fell for that flashed in my head.Another loud
Third Person's POVWyatt had a hard time sleeping that night. He lay on the couch in his parent's living room, thinking about his mate. He couldn't get the image of seeing him standing on stage out of his head. Having all those Alphas looking at him in nothing but those stupid pink thongs angered him. Seeing him kneeling in his room broke something deep inside Wyatt. He knew how broken Grayson's mate was from these vile people. He just never imagined his mate would be found there, too.Wyatt exhales as he sits down on his bed. He hears the shower turn on, and he runs his hands down his face. He looks over his shoulder at the bed his mate slept in last night. His eyes linger on his pillow, and a moment later, his hand moves and touches it. His fingers trail along the slight indent where his head had laid. He picks the pillow up and brings it to his face, his nose pressed against it, and he takes a breath. The submissive Alpha’s scent fills his nose, and his hands squeeze the pillow. A
Third Person's POV Sebastian holds Grayson's hand with a death grip as they walk down the stairs. He can't bring himself to look up; he keeps his eyes on the floor in front of his feet. Grayson's thumb caresses the back of his hand as they walk down the stairs. He keeps Sebastian between himself and the wall to ensure no one gets too close and scares the Delta. “Remember, love, no one will hurt you. No matter how scary they look, they won't hurt you,” Grayson said through the link, and Sebastian lifted his head and looked up at him. When Sebastian looked into Grayson's eyes, his fears disappeared. But as they approached the first floor, his fears came back when he heard how busy the first floor was. He gripped Grayson’s hand tighter, and his eyes darted around, looking for danger. As they reach the bottom stair, Sebastian's stomach drops when he sees the largest Alpha he's ever laid eyes on walking toward them. His long hair was pulled up into a bun, exposing all the tattoos around
Third Person's POV Roman couldn't pull his eyes away from Ezra, not even as Nadja spoke. He heard the Elder address the crowd but couldn't pull his eyes away from Ezra's face. The way his mate looked at him held his eyes captive. The king’s eyes swirled with emotions. Ezra didn't take his eyes off Roman as he brought his hand to his mouth and kissed it. He didn't want to let go of the Omega's hand, but he had to. His hand opened, and the Omega's hand slipped from his grasp as he stepped back. Backing away from Ezra, he bowed his head and allowed the king to turn and face the crowd. Ezra looks out at his people as Nadja speaks. His eyes land on his family sitting in the front row. He sees pride in his father's watery eyes, and tears stream down his dad's face. His dad holds his newborn daughter close to his chest, and Grayson stands tall beside his father. Evelyn watches with a proud smile as she stands next to Julian. Ezra's eyes move further down until they land on Silas and Azrae
Third Person's POV The Omega was so nervous he felt like he was going to vomit. He fiddled with his clothes nervously and hoped his hair looked okay. The Omega wore a traditional wedding suit from his realm that all royal Omegas wore. The suit was linen, a thin fabric perfect for their warm tropical weather. His colors were cream with gold stitching and accents. His pants were neatly ironed, and a traditional dragon wedding vest was fitted over his chest, leaving his arms fully exposed. It wasn't your typical vest. The front overlapped, buttoning off center over his left breast. The buttons and stitching were a beautiful color of gold, matching all the gold jewelry that decorated his body. Gold cuffs spiraled down his upper arms, and bracelets lined his wrists. Rings sat upon every finger, all except one. That finger was completely bare, waiting for his King.A thick gold choker sparkled around his neck, and earrings lined his ears with cuffs along the top. His skin glowed, his lip
Third Person's POV “I want to have your baby.” Aero was in shock as he choked on his spit, coughing. Naham tried patting his mate's back, but with each cough, the elder's cock moved inside him, causing the Omega to moan. The Elder wanted to laugh; here he was choking, and the Omega's hips moved with each cough, rutting against him. When Aero stopped coughing, he looked down at the Omega in shock.“W-what?” He couldn't have heard the Omega right. The elder had to ask his mate to be sure. Aero has never thought of children. It was the furthest thing from his mind. He never planned to settle down, and he never planned to take a chosen mate. But he also didn't plan on having a fated mate. Having Naham has changed everything. The vampire that used to have sex with someone different every day was deeply and madly in love with his little dragon. His heart and world revolve around Naham, and he has never been happier. But does that mean he would want children, and would the Omega really w
Third Person's POVOver the past two weeks, Naham has worked on overcoming his fears. He is determined to attend his son's wedding and crowning ceremony without fear. The thought of missing his only child's wedding because of his fears was enough for Naham to push himself to overcome those fears. Slowly, the Omega is overcoming them. Aero has taken Naham outside for strolls, where he's bound to run into vampires. Once he was comfortable with that, Aero began taking him for walks through the halls of the coven. His biggest accomplishment was eating in the dining room last night. That was the most vampires the dragon had been around since he was rescued. He was terrified at first, but by the end, his fears were nearly forgotten. Naham stands on the balcony and looks up at the night sky. He already feels the call of the moon. It's nearing the time that's special for all Omega dragons. His Dragon hears the call and has already begun preparations.Things are different for an Omega dragon
Third Person's POV Grayson sat in the hall with Sebastian, waiting for his dad to give birth. He couldn't wait to find out if he was getting a little brother or a little sister. Everyone looked toward the door when they heard Julian yell. “I don't need more pillows, damn it!” Julian yelled when Reid tried to stick the last pillow behind his back. It looked like the Alpha built a fort around Julian. He insisted his mate needed more pillows, so he went through all the empty rooms and took every pillow he could find.Julian finally snapped when Reid tried to stick a fourth pillow behind his back. The Omega yelled as he chucked the pillow at Reid. The nurse giggled, and the doctor laughed as they began digging Julian out.“Never a dull day when an Alpha’s mate goes into labor!” The nurse giggled, and Reid blushed as he scratched the back of his neck. Reid looked at his mate and tilted his head. The gears in his brain were turning as he tried to figure out what he could do differently.
Third Person's POV Julian made it to the end of his Grayson and Sebastian's kiss before he could no longer hide it, and water began running down his legs. The contractions began as soon as Reid passed the title to their son. The Omega was already overdue. The stress on his body from losing the position as Luna triggered labor. Becoming an Alpha or Luna makes you stronger. But when you pass it on to someone else, it makes you weaker, putting your strength to what it once was.When an Alpha transfers the title, it automatically strips the Luna of their title. The only time this doesn't happen is if their mate dies and a new Alpha isn't in power. As soon as a new Alpha takes the position it strips the current Luna from their position. As soon as Julian was stripped of his title, his body became weaker, making him no longer able to carry the baby any further, triggering labor. They were both prepared for it, and the doctor was already on standby. Reid heard Julian gasp before he heard
Third Person's POV There are so many people there, way more than Sebastian expected. The submissive Delta 3 had never seen so many people gathered in one place. His nerves were through the roof; he couldn't stop fiddling with his fingers or chewing on his lip. He was scared. He wants to be brave. He wants to be strong for Grayson, but he's not sure he can. There's just too many people. He can smell the Alphas in the crowd, and it terrifies him. His muscles twitch, begging him to kneel. How embarrassing would that be? The Delta thought. To drop down and kneel like a pet right there on stage in front of everyone. What kind of Luna would he be? He hears Xavier speaking to their people before Damien takes the microphone and gives his speech. When the Beta is finished, the Alpha of Midnight Moon Pack, the Alpha King, steps forward and takes the microphone.His strong voice rings out, reaching far across the crowd as he speaks. Alpha Reid stands on stage tall and proud, looking out at his
Third Person's POV Darien stood in the closet, buttoning his shirt. His mind raced with all the different scenarios of things that could go wrong. He tried not to think of it but couldn't stop his thoughts from racing.What if they didn't like him? What if they hated the fact he was a submissive Alpha and thought he wasn't good enough for their brother? His thoughts spiraled out of control. He had just finished buttoning the last one and gasped when Wyatt suddenly appeared behind him. His strong chest crashed against his back as his arms quickly wrapped around him. Darien smiled as he tilted his head, giving his Alpha access to his neck, which he quickly accepted. Wyatt buried his face against his skin, nuzzling and kissing him.“You're right, maybe we shouldn't go. Maybe we should just lay in bed and snuggle all night. I'm having withdrawals; I need to drown myself in you,” Wyatt's voice was muffled with his lips pressed against his mate's neck. Darien's heart fluttered when the Al
Third Person's POV Grayson's laptop was long forgotten on the little table next to him. The Alpha lies on his side in the daybed, staring at his mate. He loves the Delta's smooth, pale skin and the way his dark, straight hair lies against his forehead. He loves how he chews on his lip while he reads and tilts his head when he doesn't understand something. He loves the time they are spending together, quietly sitting beside each other outside on the balcony, sharing the silence. “So… My job wouldn't be to fight for our people?” Sebastian's soft voice broke the silence. Grayson's heart swelled when he called them “our” people.“No. Your job as Luna is to make sure everyone who cannot fight gets to safety in the event of an attack. We have several bunkers. Normally, we use the two bunkers in the basement of the pack house. In extreme cases, we use the large one under the field beside the pack house, but we haven't used it in a long time. That one is big enough that everyone in the pack