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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 Roman was on cloud 9, loving life with his mate and new best friend. Naham watched from his balcony as his son socialized with Dylan and two other hybrids he had not met yet. His heart swelled for his son as he watched him experience the life he should have experienced as a child. The four hybrids laughed and chased each other on the ground below. None of them were afraid of the vampires walking about and around them. They had Vincent sitting on a bench with two other high-ranking vampires watching over them. Naham watched as a small group of vampires walked right past his son, and Roman barely flinched. His fear was brief and quickly disappeared. He was laughing within seconds and racing past that group as his friends chased him. It was everything he always wanted for his son. He just wished he could break free from his own fears and go down and join him. But he can't. He suffered for 500 years at the hands of vampires. As much as he wants to feel comfortable a
Third Person's POV Red mist seeps from Nadja's body, and red energy charges dance along his skin as he storms forward. The ancient Elders' anger is palpable, and his eyes burn red like flames. With the flick of a wrist, the vampire charging him flies across the room and through the wall. He hisses and yells as he thrusts his hands forward, shooting red electrical bolts from his hands at the group of vampires charging toward him. Their eyes widen; they never have a chance to stop and retreat. Their bodies jerk and convulse as the ancient Elder burns them to a crisp with the electrical current running through them. As Aero slices through the enemies he has under his spell, crying on the ground, Lexon leaves a trail of black mist through the room as he teleports from one spot to another. Every time he lands in a new spot, his razor-sharp nails slice through his enemies like butter. “Whoa, dude! That's some gnarly breath ya got there!” Vincent said before ripping the vampire's head of
Third Person's POV Aero tripped over a limb as he tried to leave the room quickly. As he fell forward, he yanked his head back, horrified that his face almost landed in the body of a rotting corpse. The Elder quickly scrambled to his feet and raced out of the room. He slammed the door shut and stared at the door for a moment, almost as if he was afraid something might come out. “What the fuck!” The Elder cursed as he wiped his hands on his pants before he took off toward the sound of chaos. Aero burst into the room where it sounded like people were being tortured and found Nadja in a full rage. His eyes burned red like flames, and the red electrical charges dancing along his skin were even more intense. Red strands of electrical energy shot from his right hand, and his enemies screamed in agony as he electrocuted them.Aero's head tilted when he realized the ancient Elder was using more than one ability. While electrocuting the enemies to the right, his left hand was outstretched to
Third Person's POV Nadja, Lexon, Aero, and Vincent frantically searched the building for Ezra. When Lexon's phone rang, he immediately knew who it was without looking.“What's wrong with my brother? I can feel his fear. Ezra's never afraid!” Grayson said as he paced his office. Ezra and Grayson share a connection because of their strong bloodline and both are Kings. Grayson has only felt Ezra's fear a couple times, and it was nowhere near as strong as this. The soon-to-be Alpha King was more than concerned. “I don't know. A witch disappeared with him. We can't find him anywhere,” Lexon said as he ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it out of his face. “Come get me,” Grayson demanded before hanging up the phone. He wasn't leaving any room to protest.Lexon sighs as he slips the phone into his pocket and faces everyone. “I have to go get Grayson. You guys might as well come with me. We might be bringing more than Grayson.” ~Addison's eyes move a
Third Person's POV When they entered the building, everything seemed normal. The main floor looked like a manufacturing facility for tractor parts, although it looked like the facility had seen better days. Half of it was shut down and looked like it hadn't been used in years, while the other half seemed to still be going, even if the machines looked like they were on their last leg. It wasn't until they entered the basement that it became clear that everything happening on the first floor was just a front. It was to cover up what was happening in the basement. The basement looked like a test facility. It seemed that they were trying to breed as many different shifters as possible, looking for the perfect hybrid to feed them. Based on the data they received from the raid on Luther's brother's location, they are trying to find which hybrid cross will replenish their blood the fastest but also be the sweetest. They want the best of both worlds—one that tastes good but can also contin
Third Person's POV Ezra stood and wiped the blood from his face with the back of his hand. When he hit her shield, it felt like he took a punch to his entire body. His body ached, and his face throbbed. The sound of the witch's laughter was grinding on his nerves and pissing him off. Ezra calmed himself. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, focusing on his abilities. When his eyes snapped open, they were burning red as he focused on her shield. Within seconds, he felt her and the spell around her. As he began to round the cauldron, she laughed again before disappearing—only this time, she didn't disappear. Her eyes widened, and she quickly looked around, shocked and surprised that she had not moved. Her head snapped in Ezra's direction, only to find a smirk on his face as he stood a few feet away.Her lips part, and she sucks a breath in when he begins walking toward her again. She feels it the moment he begins moving; her shield begins to falter. At first, it felt like a vibr
Third Person's POV The Omega dries his hands and looks in the mirror. A soft smile forms on his lips when he sees the shiny gold resting on his head. His crown isn't as big and elaborate as Ezra's. It's smaller, more delicate, and just the right size for his small frame. The gold peaks look beautiful against his brown chocolate curls. Roman reaches up and runs his fingers along the beautiful metal. It's smooth under his fingers. The color shines under the bright lights in the bathroom. The metal is flawless, and Roman can't stop admiring it. His eyes flicker between his and his dragons as they admire it. Roman gasped when Ezra appeared behind him with a smile on his face. Ezra’s hands rest on Roman's hips, causing his stomach to flutter.“You look absolutely breathtaking, my beautiful queen,” Ezra said softly as his head dipped, lips pressing to the Omega's neck. Roman's eyes closed. He pulls his lip between his teeth and tilts his head, reaching back to touch his King. Tingles dan
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