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Third Person's POV Evelyn and Luke sat on the back patio, lounging on the wicker sofa, each reading a book. It was a beautiful early afternoon with a few puffy white clouds in the sky and a gentle breeze. It was the first time being away from the coven and Nadja since he was rescued. It was her first time being home and spending time with her family. Her Dad is happily planning a barbecue for dinner, and he's excited to see his best friend in his home again. While her parents are busy planning dinner, Evelyn is doing what she and Luke used to do: reading books together. It might not have been the most interactive activity they could do together, but they enjoyed each other's company as they read. When they finished, they loved talking to each other about what they had read. As those two lounge on the patio, Joey cuddles against Tate under a tree not too far from the patio. Joey leans back against the Alpha's chest as he moves the Alpha's hands, trying to teach him sign language. T
Their Person's POV Noah finishes the final touches on the salad, and his chest puffs out proudly. It's one of the only things the Omega can cook since he can't burn it. He puts the Mandarin oranges into the salad and gives it a final toss before freezing when he thinks he hears the shower turning on. The Omega's ears strain, and he chirps when he's sure his Alphas have climbed into the shower. Noah makes his way into the bathroom and ignores the sound of Asher pushing Michael against the wall and the sound of their sloppy kisses. The Omega could care less about that. He has one thing on his mind, and it's in his hands. The Omega sniffs each article of clothing that was left on the floor. When he's done, the socks are left behind, and so are the jeans because of their rough material. The Omega buries his face in their clothes as he walks out of the bathroom and takes a deep breath in. Noah's chest rumbles as he purrs while making his way to his chest. He flips the latch and opens the
Third Person's POV “Take me, and make me yours forever,” Evelyn said softly before her head lifted off the pillow and their lips pressed together.Nadja's eyes closed as their lips pressed together.That dark, cold dungeon flashes behind his eyes. His life for the past ten years flickers behind his eyes like a movie, playing the images quickly. The images continue to go back further until he sees Evelyn as a 13-year-old girl. It goes further, and he sees that 3-year-old little girl standing in the garden, looking up at him with bright blue eyes. The Elder remembers the exact moment he realized who that little girl was to him. At that moment, he realized he was gifted a child of the moon goddess, her greatest gift, but he felt unworthy.The life of that 3-year-old girl began to play in his head in a rapid progression. Through the touch of their lips, he watched her life before his eyes. He saw the moments he missed. He saw her sweet 16 birthday party, and he saw that she was surround
Third Person's POV Evelyn's lips parted, and Nadja's tongue invaded her mouth. This kiss was different. There was an urgency in it. Evelyn felt that Nadja was trying to show her how much he loved her with that kiss. Or maybe he was just hungry for it. Whatever it was, she struggled to keep up this time. This time, his tongue dominated her mouth, twirling, tasting, and touching every surface. His tongue touched the roof of her mouth, the back of her teeth. Her tongue was sucked into his mouth, and she moaned at the sensation but whimpered when he released it. The Elder pulled his head back to look at her, and Evelyn's head left the pillow, her mouth attaching to his neck. Nadja tilts his head to the side, giving her access as she sucks nips and kisses at his neck. He relished the sensation. It felt so good to feel her affection.Her hands grip his back before nails dig in, and a human growl escapes the Elder as he thrusts his cock against her warm and wet center.Evelyn couldn't take
Third Person's POV Four large guards step out of the guard house on each side of the gate as Grayson and Coal stop in front of it. The Elder looks past the guards and past the gate. He sees a large building about 500 ft away from the gate. It's a metal, industrial-type building, and the only windows are near the top. Convenient. He sees the parking lot along the back left side of the building and can tell it wraps around along the back of the building. The parking lot looks half full, but he sees no people coming and going. It appears whatever is going on has already started. Grayson rolls his window down and tries to minimize his Alpha aura as much as possible. Coal nods his head ever so slightly, letting him know he was successful.“This facility is not open to the public. Do you have an invitation?” The guard said in a deep baritone voice as he approached Grayson’s door. “No, I don't. I was hoping to get one.”“I'm sorry, you'll have to come back when you can get an invitation.
Third Person's POV Ezra gently grabs his nervous dragon's chin and tilts his head up before taking his face into his hands. He looks into his beautiful chocolate-colored eyes, and his heart beats faster. “You have nothing to fear. My Family would never hurt you. You're part of my family now. They're going to love and accept you. Especially my dad. He is going to love you to pieces!” Ezra said as he looked into Roman's eyes. His thumb caresses his cheek as his head dips, pressing his lips to Romans's forehead. The Omega tugs on Ezra's shirt as he comes up onto his toes. He melts in the king's arms when they wrap around him. Roman holds on tighter when he feels the ground beneath their feet disappears. He opens his eyes and looks around when he feels their new surroundings. When he looks around, he's confused. They're in a bedroom that smells like Ezra. The Omega steps out of Ezra's arms and slowly turns, taking in his surroundings. He sees photos on a dresser with pictures of his
Third Person's POV Lexon thought he would be used to Ezra's aggression, but when he suddenly showed up out of nowhere, ready to take down another facility, he realized he was not. The anger rolling off of the Elder was crippling, and the Elder grabbed Ezra, pulled himself up. This was alarming, especially since he's an Elder and they haven't done the ceremony that crowns Ezra as king and makes him the official ruler. Lexon gripped Ezra's arm as hard as he could, which wasn't very hard because of the aura rolling off of Ezra. “Ezra!... Please, calm down,” The Elder barely managed to say, and Ezra immediately reeled in his anger. “I'm sorry. We have a mission,” The king said before teleporting them near the building so he could tell him his plan. ~As soon as the ground was under their feet, gasps were heard as everyone quickly turned in their direction. Ezra was already focusing on their beating hearts as Lexon entered their minds. The guns that were r
Third Person's POVAfter rehoming the hybrids, the foyer floor appears under their feet at the coven. Lexon turns to head toward his room. His body aches, and he is tired. He can still feel the poison coursing through his body, and it's finally starting to take a toll. As Lexon turns and limps away, Ezra sees his back and how badly it's burnt. “Wait a minute, come here,” Ezra said. Lexon paused and turned toward the king. His eyebrows knit together as Ezra approaches. His eyes widen when Ezra gently grabs his face and tilts his head to the side as his head dips to his neck. “Ezra, what are you do-ah…Mhh,” Lexon's words were cut off when Ezra's fangs pierced his neck deeply. He felt his King's fangs hit the bone, and he squeezed his eyes closed as he gripped Ezra's chest. A wave of pleasure rolled through the elder before it turned to something different. A strange, tingly sensation spread across his body. It began to itch and caused his skin to feel tight. The king extracted his f