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Third Person's POV Joey lies in his bed facing the window, his back toward the door. He's as awkward as it comes. Not only is his tongue cut out, and he walks with a limp, he's left-handed. It was just another thing for kids to tease him about.It seemed the world always had something to tease him about. Everything he did was wrong. He could look at someone, and they would claim he looked at them the wrong way. The Omega lay in bed, his right hand propped his head up as his left hand moved vigorously across the thick sheet of paper, sketching, thumb caressing the charcoal color and shading needed areas. As more time passed, the image became clearer. Long dreads past the shoulders, pulled up around the face, and clamped just behind his head. His sharp eyebrows became a mirror image, and he moved on to his thin and beautiful nose. His beautiful face came to life. His gorgeous dreadlocks, facial hair, and eyes that held so much emotion came to life on paper. Joey felt his eyes burn a
Third Person's POV When Joey pulled back from the kiss, he was a ball of excitement. The little Omega had the biggest smile on his face, which made the Alpha's heart soar. Tate reached up and caressed the Omega's cheek. “Why don't you talk with your mouth?” Tate asked softly, and the Omega’s smile disappeared as he looked down. “Hey, I didn't mean to upset you. It's just. I thought you didn't talk because your tongue was completely gone, but it's not.” Tate said, and Joey became uncomfortable. He didn't like talking about his tongue. He didn't like anyone mentioning it. It made him want to disappear or run away. When Joey tried to climb off Tate, the Alpha wrapped his arms around him tighter and gently held his face.“I'm sorry! I'm not trying to upset you, I'm just trying to understand.” “I can't pronounce the words properly when I try to talk. People can't understand me. I sound stupid, and they make fun of me. My voice is ugly, so I don't talk.” Joey said through the link and
Third Person's POV The curtains begin sliding open from the center out. As it does, Grayson and Coal's stomachs drop as it reveals the so-called merchandise. Whimpers were heard from the stage as the nearly naked Omegas and Delta 3s were shoved forward. Some moved forward as if this wasn't their first time, and others stumbled and fell as they were shoved. The only thing on their bodies were tiny pink thongs that barely covered anything and were at least one size too small. Grayson looked down when he saw the two females standing on the stage, trying to cover their breasts. Unfortunately, when they tried, they were hit with a whip, which promptly made them uncover themselves. “Don't worry, we're using our gentlest whip, and he's not hitting them too hard. We don't want to damage the merchandise too much before you purchase it.” The tall, slender man said.When Grayson looked up, he forced himself to look at each person standing on the stage. They were incredibly underweight and tre
Third Person's POV The Delta 3 opened his eyes, terrified, when he saw the Alpha's glowing red eyes. He squeezed his eyes closed, terrified to look at him and afraid of what he would do to him. He knows he messed up. It's been a long time since he tried to run away. He knows the punishment for running away is one of the harshest punishments. The fact that it will come from this particular Alpha makes it even worse. His shoulders shake as he begins crying. He feels the Alpha stand and feels the bruising grip he has on his body as he holds him tight against him. His fear rises when he hears the Alpha growl. It was so loud and so deep, it was terrifying! His aura is incredibly strong, stronger than any he had ever felt. With an aura this strong, the Delta feared he might not survive an Alpha command from him, not with how weak he is.As soon as the Alpha climbs into the car, his grip loosens, and the Delta hurries out of his lap and falls onto the floor. He's quick to kneel and bends o
Delta 3's POV You would think I would be used to the cold, but I'm not. Goosebumps stand prominent on my body as I sit in the corner with my knees up to my chest and arms wrapped around my legs. I try everything I can to warm myself, but it's impossible. My stomach sinks when I hear the voices of the guards, prep staff, and makeup crew entering. I immediately get on my knees with my hands in my lap, head down, and wait obediently for my turn. This isn't the first time I've been sold. The first time I was sold was shortly after my 16th birthday. My family hid me as long as they could, but being a submissive Delta 3, my scent was too strong and gave me away. My first master taught me how to be obedient the hard way. A year later, my second master purchased me, and at first, he was somewhat nice and let my body heal. For the first few months, he never touched me inappropriately or hurt me. I don't know what happened or why it changed, but one night, it did, and I woke up to him on top
Third Person's POV Grayson couldn't sleep. He couldn't stop seeing the Delta 3 up on that stage. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the image more clearly. When his anger rose, he paced the room, and when he regained control, he sat down in a chair and stared at the Delta while he slept. Grayson was ready to spring into action when the Delta suddenly sat up gasping but then he suddenly laid down and fell back to sleep…The Delta slowly woke up, feeling warmer than he had in so long. The ground beneath him was soft like he was lying on a warm cloud. His eyes flutter open, and he's met with soft blue surroundings. He reaches his hand up and touches the soft blue pillow his head is lying on, and he's shocked that it is indeed a pillow. It's only then that he realizes that all he smells is the familiar scent of his mate. His eyes widened when he realized where he was lying. The Delta shoots up, sitting upright in the blink of an eye. His heart races as his eyes dart around the room.
Third Person's POV Not feeling much like cooking, Grayson went down to the kitchen. The whole way to the kitchen and back, Grayson couldn't get the images of the Omega kneeling on the ground and on his bed presenting himself. It made him so angry that those sick bastards conditioned him like this. That they hurt him and put him through so much hell that he's now programmed to do these things. It makes him so angry that his mate is so afraid of the world and him, and it's all because of those fuckers at the auction. He tried to control his anger, but he found himself slipping and scaring the Delta instead. He was angry at himself for doing that. He wasn't mad at the Delta; he was mad at them. He pushed the door open to his apartment and could smell him as soon as he entered. Grayson paused for a moment, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath in through his nose. That sweet and delicate scent invaded his nose, and his heart ached that he couldn't hold him, hug him, or cuddle him like
Third Person's POV As Grayson sat in his father's office, he wonders if Sebastian is in the apartment kneeling while waiting for him. He hopes he isn't, but he wouldn't be surprised if he was. Grayson sits at his father's desk as he tells him what they saw. Coal sits to his right with his father's laptop, trying to look up as many faces as he can remember. Coal has been at it for hours, and he's only located three Alphas. “It shouldn't be that hard. Each pack has a picture of their Alpha,” Reid said.“That's the thing, it's not just pack Alphas. The majority of them were only Alpha blood, not an Alpha of a pack. That's why there were so many there. It was an auditorium full of them. And they weren't all locals; most flew from different states. I don't know who was in charge there. But The announcer seemed like he held quite a bit of authority, definitely over anyone on the stage.” Grayson said. “Well, this is going to take a long time. You're talking about looking at photos of Alp
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
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