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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 Ian was frantic over his baby girl. He brushed her hair back before taking her face into his hands. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” Ian asked, with her father nervously peering over his shoulder at her. “Yes, Dad, I'm okay,” Ivy said sleepily. She was warm and cozy after a bath and tucked into her fuzzy blanket. “You scared me!” Silas finally said. The nervous vampire leaned over Ian, nearly pushing him out of the way to plant a kiss on Ivy's forehead. An angry muffled growl came from Ian when his face was pressed against the bed. He turned around and glared at Silas, but the nervous vampire was too concerned about his daughter to realize he nearly suffocated Ian or noticed he was being glared at. Vivian chuckled. She always found Ivy's parents funny. “You just rest, and I'll be right back. Daddy will fix everything,” Silas said before disappearing from the room. Ivy and Ian stared at the empty doorway for a moment before they looked at each other. “Did he just
Third Person's POV As they stepped out the front door, he fought the urge to turn and go back in. It was so much different than being in the backyard. Somehow, the backyard wasn't as wide open and exposed as the front of the pack house. The backyard faces the forest, whereas the front opens up to the pack and its little town. His heart raced, and his muscles twitched, urging him to go back inside. A large, strong hand gently squeezed his hand and reminded him he was safe as long as his Alpha was there.“You're safe. No one will hurt you,” Grayson said softly. The soft look in Grayson's eyes had butterflies dancing in Sebastian's stomach. The Alpha gave him the confidence to continue. “This pack is large, the largest in North America. My family started this pack hundreds of years ago. My great-grandfather wanted to change the way packs viewed their weak. They felt everyone deserved an equal opportunity. If an Omega wanted to learn to fight, they could. If a Delta 2 wanted to work in
Third Person's POV Lexon was almost dizzy with how quickly Ezra teleported them from one location to another as he tried to find Luther. He felt him, but Luther was gone by the time he got there. As soon as he teleported them back to the coven, he felt him again at a different location, so he immediately teleported there. By the 5th location, Lexon managed to pull free from Ezra's grasp and stop him. “STOP!” Lexon yelled in frustration.“We're not going to catch him this way! And for all we know, someone could be tricking us and leading us on a wild goose chase,” Lexon said as he pushed his hair back out of his face. Ezra yelled in frustration as he turned and put his fist through the wall. His aura was so strong it was almost hard to breathe.“Can you ease up on that a little bit,” Lexon asked as he waved his finger at Ezra.Ezra blew out a breath as he dragged his hand down his face. It was hard to ignore it when he felt Luther again. But after a moment, he could no longer feel h
Third Person's POV Roman thought it would be weird and uncomfortable being around him; after all, he had sex with his mate just before they met. But to his surprise, they get along really well. Dylan comes from the same situation as he did. Just like himself, he was rescued from a feeding facility. The only difference is that Dylan is an elf/Vampire hybrid, whereas he is a dragon/Vampire hybrid. Both were born in a place of hell and rescued by the very people who held them captive.Dylan is quiet and shy, just like he is. He's kind and gentle, the polar opposite of his mate. Vincent's charm and humor make it easy to be around him. There's never a dull moment. The Omega is constantly amused by the silly vampire, who's nothing like a vampire should be. Ezra, on the other hand, felt awkward because his mate and former fling were quickly becoming best friends. It didn't help that Vincent knew he was uncomfortable and ate it up. A subtle jab here, a larger one there; the vampire was relen
Third Person's POV Darien felt embarrassed by his behavior at breakfast and the things he said to Harris. This made him unable to eat, and the very thought of eating made him want to throw up. He spent the rest of the day hiding away in the bedroom. He barely spoke and refused to eat. Wyatt felt lost. He didn't know what to do or how to help him. Every attempt failed. Not even Noah could fix it. So, Wyatt did the only thing he could think of: work on something they both needed. With his dad keeping a close eye on his mate, Wyatt visited Cyrus. After receiving the keys, he went into town. It took several trips and many hours into the night to put things together. The young Alpha only had three hours of sleep when he woke to the sound of his Father in the kitchen cooking breakfast. The smell of bacon filled his nose and had him rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.“I'm sorry if I woke you. I was trying to be quiet,” Michael said, and Asher turned and looked into the living room. “Go
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