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Third Person's POV Joey laughed as he held tight onto Luke's wolf's fur. The Omega wolf is swift on his feet but careful not to throw Joey off.With his chest against Flash, Joey tilted his head back and closed his eyes as the wind rushed through his hair. He smiled, feeling like he finally got his wolf, someone he never received at 16. He swears he can feel him, but he has never heard him. Sometimes, he feels his wolf is so close, and he tries desperately to listen for him… But other times, he's so distant and he tells himself it was all in his head, that he needs to accept he is a wolfless Omega—something no one has truly witnessed before and has only read about.Joey hears Luke in his head, asking him to brace for the sharp turn and the leap over the last stream. The Omega opens his eyes and grips Flash’s light gray fur tighter. He leans to the left with the wolf as his body wraps around the tree. His paws push off the ground and force him forward at lightning speed. His feet leav
Third Person's POV Naham stands on the balcony, staring up at the sky and wishing his dragon would talk to him. It's been so long since he's heard his dragon's voice in his head, and it's been even longer since he's shifted. The last time he shifted was when Roman was a baby. They allowed nursing Omegas to shift to their dragon so they could feed and care for their young. Through trial and error, they discovered that the baby's survival rate was greater when the Omega was allowed to shift and care for them. They learned many things through trial and error with the Omegas. Unfortunately, it took them a long time to realize they couldn't starve the Omegas and feed from them when they were pregnant. At first not many Omegas carried their child to term. Most that did, delivered stillborns.Naham closes his eyes and his head drops as the memories surface… He was no different… He experienced the same heartbreak all the Omegas captured from his realm had experienced. During his first preg
Third Person's POV When Naham didn't seem to want to let go, the Elder sat down on the bed. After propping several pillows against the headboard, he leaned back against them and closed his eyes as he caressed the Omegas' back. It was such a comforting feeling to lay down with the Omega, his mate, against him. His beautiful, sweet scent wrapped around him like a warm blanket. All of his stress seemed to melt away, and his lack of sleep caught up to him as he began to drift off. Naham opened his eyes when he felt the vampire's body relax and heard the difference in his breathing pattern. He felt Aero's hands go limp and slide down his back as he pulled back to look at him. Naham tilted his head as he looked at the vampire and realized he was sleeping. He let his eyes rake over his face, allowing himself to really look at his mate for the first time. His skin was so smooth and pale, such a stark contrast against his skin. His hair was so straight and long. It looked like silk lying a
Third Person's POV Now that the Elder feels back to himself and has fulfilled his promise to someone who is like a son to him, the Elder feels it's time to see his people again and check in on Ezra to see how he is managing since he has come into his powers. He heard that the king came into his powers and felt it himself. He felt it through the link of the elder, and he felt it at the moment he peered into his head briefly as he shifted through all the vampires throughout the world. Nadja listens to Evelyn as he tightens his belt before pulling on his shoes. He looks at Evelyn when she suddenly stops talking. Her eyes glazed over, letting Nadja know she was talking to someone through the link. Her eyes return to normal, and she breathes out as she places her hand over her chest. “You might want to hold that thought for a while,” Evelyn said, confusing Nadja. The Elder watched Evelyn walk toward the door and step back after opening it. Nadja's eyebrows pull together, confused as he
Third Person's POV Roman sat firmly nuzzled against Ezra's side. He was amazed by all the water and the sound of the waves. He had never seen anything like the ocean before. It seemed to go on forever, and he wondered how large the ocean was. He loved the way the sand felt between his toes. He loved watching it slip between his fingers when he grabbed fistfuls of it. He leaned forward and grabbed another handful, looking at it in awe as it ran through his fingers.“Look, here it comes. Welcome to your first sunrise, my Little Dragon,” Ezra said as he pulled Roman against his side.The Omega's mouth hung open as the sun slowly began rising. It looked as though it was coming right out of the water. He was amazed by the colors. They were so bright and vibrant. The orange seemed to stretch along the whole length of the horizon as the bright yellow sun slowly peered out through the middle. “Wow!... I-it’s so beautiful!” Roman breathed out. The Omega had never seen something so beautiful,
Third Person's POV Tate grips Chloe's hand as they walk out of the room. When they get halfway down the stairs, Chloe pulls them to a stop. She looks into his eyes, lets go of his hand, and rests it on his cheek. She breathes out a shaky breath before speaking. “I love you, Tate, and I know you love me! I know when you find your mate, that will all change, and I want you to know that it's okay! I'll be okay! I know we messed up, but I don't regret a second of it! I know you'll always carry a piece of me in your heart, and I'll always carry a piece of you in mine,” Chloe said before pressing her trembling lips against Tate's. She lets out a shaky breath as she steps away from him and lets her hand fall to her side. “We can't walk out holding hands. If your mate is out there, I don't want them to see that. I'm here for you today, but we can't be affectionate,”Tate shakes his head as he takes her face into his hands. “You promised! You said you'd give me today,” his lip trembled as
Third Person's POV Joey sat in the backseat, both nervous and excited. He looks down at the gift that is wrapped so carefully, and the Omega smiles as he runs his fingers along the edges. The Omega worked so hard on his gift. His mother bought him a new set of colors so he could get Tate's bear just right. Once the drawing was complete, his mother took him to a store so he could pick out the perfect picture frame. The picture of Tate's bear looked so good against the natural dark stained wooden frame. It was so beautiful that the Omega was tempted to keep it so he could see Tate's bear every day… ‘Maybe I'll make another one for myself,’ Joey thought, smiling as he gently ran his fingers along the wrapping paper.His heart beats faster at the thought of giving it to Tate. He couldn't wait to see him smile; he hopes he does. He feels a rush of excitement bubbling up and begins squirming in his seat. Luke chuckles as he reaches over to rub Joey's arm. “Antsy pants,” Luke teased. “Do
Third Person's POV Joey was beyond excited that Tate accepted his gift. He squealed as he ran into Luke's arms. “He accepted it! Do you think he'll like it? I hope he likes it,” Joey said. His hands rapidly moved, and his smile stretched from ear to ear. His eyes sparkled, and Luke couldn't stop himself from pulling Joey into a hug again. “He's going to love it!” Luke said.Joey's bright smile was contagious. His eyes sparkled as he looked around and rubbed his hands on his pants. “Let's grab something to eat,” Luke said, pulling his antsy friend to his feet. “I have to go to the bathroom first,” Joey signed before disappearing inside. All of his fears seemed to have disappeared, covered up by the excitement pouring out of him. His smile never left his face, not even as he entered a pack house that he was unfamiliar with. He slowly pushed open one door after another, peeking in to see if it was a bathroom. Footsteps approaching had Joey pulling his head out of the room he was pee
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
Third Person's POV “I can't be a Luna; I'm just a Delta 3. All I know is how to be a pet. I don't even know how to be your mate,” Sebastian told Grayson before Ezra went to take down Luther. The book Sebastian was reading suddenly goes flying as Grayson grabs him from the sofa chair and falls back against the couch, wrapping him tightly in his arms. Sebastian laughs as Grayson buries his face in his neck, and his light stubble tickles his sensitive skin.Grayson's heart swells; Sebastian's laughter is music to his ears. He takes a deep breath in of the Delta 3's incredibly sweet scent, and his chest rumbles in satisfaction. The sound coming from his Alpha sends a shiver down Sebastian's spine. “I was studying,” Sebastian said, biting his lip when he felt Grayson's warm breath fan his neck. “It was taking too long! I feel neglected,” Grayson mumbled against his neck, and Sebastian's stomach fluttered. The Delta 3 pulled his head back and looked at Grayson. “I didn't mean to negl
Third Person's POV Ezra has been standing outside Lexon's door for several minutes, trying to get the courage to go in. He reaches up to knock on the door but pulls his hand back and exhales, letting his hand drop to his side. Ezra hangs his head as he turns to walk away, but the door suddenly opens. “Leaving so soon?” Lexon said, and Ezra slowly turned to face him. When Ezra looked at Lexon, he was relieved to see how well he looked. His skin looked completely normal, and his hair was just past his ears. “You look good,” Ezra said as he moved closer. He reached for Lexon's hair but paused when he saw Aero standing a few feet behind Lexon. “Come on in,” Lexon said as he stepped aside. Ezra swallowed before entering Lexon's room. When he entered the foyer, Aero turned and walked back into his brother's bedroom. Lexon nudged his head for Ezra to follow, and he did. As he entered the Elder’s bedroom, he found Jace sitting on the bed, watching a movie while crocheting. Jace looked
Third Person's POV Jace was concerned when Lexon slept the rest of the day, through the night, and into the following day.He was relieved when his brother-in-law knocked on the door late afternoon. Jace grabbed Aero's hand and quickly dragged him to their bed, where Lexon lay asleep. “Should I wake him? He hasn't woken up since he came home. I tried to give him blood, but he said he was too tired and needed a nap. That was yesterday! He hasn't woken up yet! Should I wake him?” Jace said as he tugged at his fingers, looking between his mate and brother-in-law. Aero wrapped his right arm around Jace and ruffled his hair.“He's okay. He was just exhausted. His body is working overtime to heal his body. Your skin is the largest organ in your body. He was burned from head to toe. 100% of his skin was burned off. I can tell the difference already. His skin is no longer transparent, and his hair is beginning to grow. See, look,” Aero said as he pointed to the stubble growing on Lexon's he
Third Person's POV Darien was excited but nervous. It was not only the first time he'd cooked in two years but also the first time he'd cooked for Wyatt. Wyatt's nose immediately flared as he entered the apartment. His eyes darted around as he closed the door and didn't stop until they landed on Darien. His eyes moved from Darien to the kitchen table, and his lips parted. For a moment, Wyatt is unable to move or speak. His lack of movement makes Darien even more nervous, and realizes he made a mistake. “I, I can make something else if you don't like spaghetti and meatballs. I, I should have asked you first if you liked it. I can whip something else up,” Darien said as he picked up his plate and Wyatt's. Wyatt was beside him instantly and took the plates from his hands. He set them down before grabbing Darien's waist with his left hand and pulling the smaller Alpha toward him. “I love spaghetti! I was just surprised that you did this for me. I wasn't expecting it,” Wyatt said soft
Third Person's POV Darien had a hard time falling asleep. He kept staring at the door and wishing Wyatt would walk through it. The minutes ticked by, and sleep refused to come. Darian glanced at the clock and decided maybe just a little peek would do. As quietly as he can, Darien pulls the blankets back and climbs out of bed. His sleep pants hang low on his waist, and his bare feet are silent against the wood floor as he walks down the hall. He pauses when he realizes the TV is on in the living room. But after a moment, he wonders if Wyatt fell asleep with it on. He didn't think he was watching TV; the sound was off. As quietly as he could, Darien walked into the living room. His heart raced, afraid of getting caught. He was relieved to find the Alpha fast asleep. His eyes were closed, and his lips were parted. He looked so peaceful, Darien thought as he stepped closer. He let out a quiet breath as he sat on the chair beside the couch. He put his elbows on his knees and rested his
Third Person's POV It felt so strange walking through town like a normal person again. It felt strange to be free. Somehow, the alpha next to him makes him forget how strange it is. The way his eyes sparkle with happiness as they walk hand in hand down the street. The way he opens the door for him, keeping his body between him and the road, showing chivalry, and making him feel special. It's something he never thought he would feel after what happened to him. He never thought anyone could possibly accept someone like him, but this man does. Wyatt does it so effortlessly. Darien smiles as Wyatt pulls him into another store. “What kind of art do you like?” Wyatt asked as he pulled him toward the wall of paintings “Maybe we can hang something behind the couch; what do you think?” Wyatt asked as he looked intently at the paintings, studying each one.“Um, I don't know. I think I like this one,” Darien said as he pointed to a large rectangular painting that would fit perfectly behind t
Third Person's POV Ezra stood in the bathroom with his hands against the counter, staring into the sink. Images flashed in his head of what he did to those he loved. Nadja warned him what the darkness could do, and he believed him, but he never thought it would happen to him. He thought he was stronger. He thought he could control it. Ezra found out the hard way that wasn't the case. He remembers recognizing them, but He also remembers thinking they were insignificant. Whatever love he felt for them was no longer there. They were below him and an annoyance that he wanted to get rid of. He remembers what it felt like to hold Nadja's throat in his hand. He felt so powerful holding the ancient life in the palm of his hands. He remembers what it felt like to want to kill him, but what hurts the most is the reason he dropped his flames in the first place: his father. It wasn't because his father made a connection and was close to bringing him back from the darkness; it was because he fel