This was such a hard chapter to write. I cried so hard.
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 POVLuke and Joey screamed as loud as they could. They could barely breathe as the weight pushed down on them. They sucked a breath in before screaming again. Luke was the first to fall into a fit of laughter when Ollie weaved his hands through the mass of bodies and began tickling him.“Gucci Gucci goo.” The little shit said as he tickled Luke under his armpits. The Omega could barely breathe and was thankful when Tate scooped his brothers off of them, and the weight disappeared, allowing them to breathe. Leo and Ollie giggled and squirmed in their brother's arms. Joey growled at them when he sat up but sucked a breath in when Ollie stuck his head over his brother's shoulders and stuck his tongue out at him.“That little shit!” Joey said in shock, and Luke fell backward against the ground, laughing.Ivy laughed as she dropped down next to Vivian, who was sipping a blood bag. Her long dark hair draped over her right shoulder, and her left arm rested along the top of the
Third Person's POV “No no no! Let me show you,” Vincent said as he stood and walked around Ezra's desk. The king raised an eyebrow as he watched Vincent stroll around his desk like he owned the place. He was even more shocked when Vincent pushed his arm off of the armrest of his chair, sat down on it, and swung his arm around him. Ezra's mouth hung open, but Vincent closed it with his fingers before grabbing the mouse, moving it, and clicking the screen a few times before finding what he was looking for. “Voila! There it is!” Vincent said as he pointed at the screen.“There you go, big guy,” He said, roughing his knuckles against the King's shoulders as if they were best friends.Ezra slapped his hand away before shoving him off his chair. “Will you get out of here!” Ezra said as he tugged down on his shirt and fixed it. “Hey! Is that any way to talk to someone who just helped you? Where's my thank you?”“My thank you is going to be my foot up your ass if you keep it up!” Ezra sai
Third Person's POV The Beta carefully studies the board, looking at all of his enemies' pieces. Each move is critical. One wrong move, and he's dead. His jaw clenches, and his fist tightens as he tries to decide the best to move. The Beta makes his choice, and he's certain it's the right one. It will bring him just out of the enemy's reach, so he makes his move.A smirk rests on the Beta's face as he sits back, satisfied with his move. His eyes snapped to his enemy, who snorted before laughing. Coal looked at the board, trying to figure out what he was laughing about. His eyes narrow, watching the guard make his move. The Beta's mouth hangs open when he's put in check. He forgot about the stupid night. He took everything into consideration but the damn night! “You're falling asleep over there, Alpha!” Maverick teases, and Coal glares at him. The Beta with Alpha blood was ready to reach through the bars and smack Maverick. He was tempted to throw the board down the hall and burn ever
Third Person's POV Grayson had just finished cleaning his body, but the hot water felt too good to step out just yet. He lays his head back and lets the hot water beat down against his chest as he goes over the events from 17 hours ago. It was a long drive. Even without stopping to sit down and eat, only grabbing fast food to eat in the car once at lunchtime, and refueling when needed, it still took 12 and 1/2 hours to get there and 12 and 1/2 hours back. Everything about the trip there and the attack was last minute, so there was not a lot of extra time. They arrived just outside of Ella's pack around 5:30 p.m., allowing them to sleep in wolf form outside their vehicles for 2 hours. When they woke up, they had just enough time to eat and go over the attack one final time before heading to Ella's pack and surrounding it. The attack itself was quite easy. They never saw it coming. With a pack of just over 850 people, Grayson and his 400 warriors quickly secured the pack, but that w
Third Person's POV Sebastian didn't understand why Grayson had to leave so soon after his heat was over. No matter how many times his mate told him it was important and he would be back as soon as possible, it still hurt. It was his first heat. The first time he was so vulnerable in front of his mate, just to have him leave the very day after it was over. It made the Delta feel like he did something wrong. It was a knife to his heart, but he hid his heartbreak.He tried hiding in his room, but his new best friend wouldn't let him. His brother-in-law was knocking at his door only a few hours after Grayson left. Kyle kept him company all day and even spent the night. They camped out in the living room, eating junk food and watching movies until they fell asleep. He was thankful for Kyle. He wasn't sure how he would have gotten through the night without Grayson alone.Unfortunately, once morning came, Kyle had to go to work. That left Sebastian with nothing to do. The daycare didn't nee
Third Person's POV Her beautiful scent surrounds him as she lies back against his chest. She rests just off center to his left, with his left arm draped over her shoulder. She holds his hand as it hangs over her shoulder, playing with his fingers as they lazily watch TV. The room lies in disarray; nearly everything is broken. It looks like there was an invader, or they were attacked. There must have been a wild fight. A fight to the death, perhaps. But no… there was no fight to the death, no fight at all… at least, not that kind of fight. The scent of sex still lingers in the air strongly, as if they just had sex. They may not have just finished their first round, but it was their final round for now. Nadja's eyes roam the room, assessing the damage. His lips curl up in amusement when he realizes the destruction they left their room in. The only thing left standing untouched is the TV, and that's because it's mounted to the wall. Not even the bed is intact anymore. It rests at an
I want to clear up a small confusion with knots. I had two people think my characters having knots is new to the series with the last chapter, and that's not true.Dominant males having a knot has been in my series since book one. I don't recall if I mentioned Thaddeus's knot, but I definitely mentioned Michael's on several occasions. Noah whimpered because it hurt when it tugged on him each time Michael moved. Also, there is a chapter where Asher accidentally knots Michael. I believe that is in the book River Pack. It shocked both Alphas since a dominant mate doesn't normally knot another dominant mate.Knots are NOT strictly an Alpha thing, either. It's any dominant male when their mate is in heat. If their mate is not in heat, their knot will not bloom. I can't remember every instance, but I do have this one that wasn't an Alpha. In Harris's book, chapter 79, Brian is a dominant Beta, and he knotted his Omega, River when he went into heat.Another knotting instance was in Claudiu
Third Person's POV “Mmmm… you're so wet. Your body is so ready for me. You're dripping, so eager for your Alpha. Look how ready your body is,” Aspen said as he pressed another finger with ease. It pleased the Alpha wolf to see how ready and eager Darien's body was. He pumped his fingers in and out of Darien's eager hole, watching with fascination as the slick leaked out around his fingers. He looked down between his legs and found Darien's neglected cock, leaking onto the bed. “Look at you… Your body is begging me to touch and play with it. Do you want me to touch it? Do you want me to play with your cock?” Aspen asked, his voice somehow thicker and deeper. It vibrates at the end as it turns into a deep growl. The sound has Darien's body reacting to it, sending a jolt of pleasure down his spine and forcing the slick out around Wyatt's fingers. Darien couldn't believe how he was acting and how his body responded to the way Aspen was talking to him. He thought he should be embarras
Third Person's POVMovement beside Wyatt slowly woke him. When he woke up, the first thing his senses picked up was a delicious mouth-watering scent. Wyatt blinked his sleepy eyes, rubbing them as he tried to figure out what was going on. Once the haze of sleep faded, he realized Darian wasn't in his arms where he should be. He looked to his right and found the source of movement that woke him. Darien was asleep, but he was covered in sweat and rutting against the bed.Wyatt rubbed his eyes again before reaching over and trying to shake Darien awake. The Alpha assumed his mate was having a kinky dream. What he wasn't expecting was for Darien to go from sleeping to being wide awake and growling at him like he was a midnight snack. The sleep was barely out of the Alpha's eyes when his mate pounced on him. The only sound that managed to escape the Alpha was a muffled grunt before his lips were attacked and a tongue thrust into his mouth, hungry tasting him.Darien rutted against his A
Third Person's POV Ezra couldn't believe how hot Roman's body was. His body was like a little inferno as he squirmed under him. His natural tan skin looks like caramel under the warm light. It glistens with sweat, and the scent of his slick is the strongest he's ever smelled. It's consuming all of his senses, turning his mind to mush with only one thought left in his head… Roman! The taste of his essence still lingers in his mouth as he licks his lips. One orgasm was nowhere near enough for the Omega. His hungry eyes bore into his soul as he climbed his body, tasting it as he moved higher. “N-Need you… in me…now!” Roman pants, his head lifting off the bed as he chases Ezra's lips. Roman's legs wrap around the king's waist as his tongue dives inside his mouth. His hands are desperate as they move across Ezra's body, trying to feel as much of him as possible, tugging at his skin and pulling him closer. He moans into Ezra's mouth as the king's large hand glides up his thigh, caressin