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Third Person's POV Darien slowly walked through the apartment, looking at everything Wyatt had before meeting him. Most of the stuff in the apartment was something they had picked out together or something Wyatt picked for their new place. The rest were things Wyatt already had from his life before him. The submissive Alpha was curious about those things. He looked at the pictures and smiled when he saw pictures of his mate as a child. He thought Wyatt looked adorable. He saw pictures of Wyatt with his brothers and sister, pictures of Wyatt with his parents, and pictures of Wyatt with friends. There wasn't much more than pictures in the living room, so the submissive Alpha wandered down the hall and into Wyatt's office. There, Darien found more things from Wyatt's past. A bookcase along the right wall had a shelf dedicated to little clay statues that looked like a child made. Darien picked up a little heart and examined it. When he flipped it over, he smiled when he saw “Love Luke
Third Person's POV “I want to take you home.”Darien's eyes widened, and he sucked a breath in.“Not like that, honey, calm down,” Wyatt said as he took Darien's face into his hands.“I want to take you to visit your parents. You said they don't know what you are; they may accept you. You won't know until you tell them. I'll be there with you, holding your hand and protecting you. I'll get you out of there at the first sign that they won't accept you. I promise! But I think they will accept you. I don't know… from what you said, it sounded like they loved you. I can't see them hating you,” Wyatt said, wiping the tears as they fell from Darien's eyes. The submissive Alpha shook his head and placed his hands on Wyatt's chest. “What if they hate me? What if they think I shouldn't exist, just like everyone else did? I can't… I-” Darien's chest rapidly rose and fell as each breath became harder.“Shhh. Baby, please… calm down. I won't let anyone hurt you. Never! I promise I'll get you ou
Third Person's POV Wyatt took Darien's hand and walked between the parted warriors with his mate and two of his own warriors. Darien's heart raced as they walked up the stairs. As they stopped before Alpha Gregory, sweat beads formed on his forehead.Once standing in front of the Alpha, Darien was surprised. Like the pack house, the Alpha looks like he aged a decade. The Alpha stands tall, arms folded over his chest, eyes narrow. He looks Darien over before looking at the man holding Darien's hand. “What the hell is this? What happened to that asshole you left with?” Alpha Gregory asked as he pointed to Wyatt. “That's one of the things we wanted to talk to you about, but not out here,” Wyatt said. The Alpha glared at him before huffing and nudging his head, signaling to follow him.When they entered the pack house, Darien's heart felt like it stopped when his eyes landed on his father. He stood just a few feet down the hall to his right, standing in front of the window that looke
Third Person's POV Wyatt and Darien sat down again, but this time, Darien sat beside his father, with his mate to his left. Alpha Gregory listened to Wyatt explain the auction. He explained in detail how they broke them and made them pets, as well as the day they rescued Darien and brought that place down. Darien's father shifted in his seat several times before taking his son's hand and squeezing it, nearly tempted to pull him in his lap like he used to when Darien was a child and hurt.“Y-your part of the big three? You know the king?” Alpha Gregory asked when Wyatt said where he is from, his eyes wide as he leaned forward, eagerly waiting for Wyatt's reply. “The big three? What is that?” Wyatt asked, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion.“You know; the big three! The king's pack is the largest pack there is! There are two packs that border it. They are the second and third biggest pack in the world. Everyone knows this! If you're from that pack, you should know this!”“I
Third Person's POV Darien fell asleep with his head leaning against the glass. Wyatt's hand rested on his mate's shoulder, and his fingers caressed his neck. “You said you love him, but I don't see a mark on either of you,” Daniel said, finally breaking the long silence.Wyatt didn't respond at first. He looked at Darien, watching him sleep for a moment. “Darien hasn't been ready for that. He was a virgin when he met Zack. Zach didn't just take his virginity, he raped him, then he dragged him through the pack house naked. He did that so everyone could see he beat and raped him. They could not only smell the evidence on Darien, but they could also see it leaking down his legs. His own mate did that to him... And as if that wasn't bad enough, he sold him to the auction. They beat him, starved him, and raped him repeatedly until he lost himself and was no longer the same person. I'm not telling you this to upset you any further; I'm telling you this so you can see why I haven't had s
Third Person's POV After his shower, Darien sat on the bed with a medium-sized box. Inside, it had contents from his bedroom, things he hadn't seen in over two years. Two years doesn't sound like a long time, but it felt like an eternity for Darien. Every day in that cell felt like ten days. Every breaking session felt longer. To Darien, it felt like time outside slowed, allowing more time for them to torture him. Darien opens the box, and the first thing he sees is the leather-covered journal his father got him when he was thirteen. His father caught him admiring it when he tagged along with his father to do deliveries. As his father spoke to the bookstore owner, Darien closely admired the leather-bound journal. He loved how the leather smelled and felt under his fingers. It was so much nicer than the plain notepad he had been using. He remembers thinking how nice it would be to be able to write in something like that every day. What he never expected was for his father to take on
Third Person's POV The Alpha left Darien's head spinning after diving between his legs and feasting off of him. He never imagined the Alpha would want to stick his mouth there, let alone that it would feel good. The Alpha growled before slowly climbing his body, trailing kisses along the way. Wyatt didn't stop until his face was hovering over Darien's. His eyes swept over his face as he lowered his body, allowing almost all his weight to press down against Darien. Wyatt trailed Darien's face, watching his mate catch his breath. “You're so beautiful!” Wyatt said. Darien blushed at the compliment and cast his eyes down, not used to being told that. Wyatt moved his face lower until his eyes were in view of Darien's. “Don't do that… Don't look away when I compliment you. I'm not just saying it; I mean it! I think you're incredibly beautiful! These beautiful loose curls, the way they curl against your forehead… these beautiful eyes of yours, I'm still not sure if they're gray or blue
Third Person's POV Darien stands in front of the mirror, tilts his head, and looks at his mark. His heart skips a beat when his eyes land on Wyatt's beautiful mark lying on his neck. After what happened with Zack, Darien never thought he would see a mark on his neck. And after everything that happened at the auction house, he never thought he would experience anything as magical as he did last night. Darien touches his mark, and his eyes flutter closed as a pleasurable sensation shoots through his body. Images of last night played in his head. He could almost feel the Alpha's mouth on his body, and his hand wrapped around his cock.The submissive Alpha becomes hard as he remembers what it felt like to have Wyatt enter him. He began to throb when he remembered cuming together, and then he blushed when he remembered the sensation of Wyatt's cum dripping down his thigh as he walked to the bathroom. His heart stutters when lips press against his neck before a firm chest presses against
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