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Third Person's POV As soon as Reid dismissed Tate, he ran up the stairs as fast as he could. Joey's distressed whimpers have haunted him since he left. He flew up the stairs in record-breaking time and pushed the door shut behind him as he entered his apartment.He could already hear Joey's distressed whimpers as he entered the hall, which only pushed him to move faster. When he opened the door, it felt like someone punched him in the gut. The Omega's head hung from the nest, his face soaked with tears and his hand outstretched toward Tate. The distressed whimpers broke the Alpha, and he rushed across the room and pulled Joey into his lap. The Omega's body trembled; his breaths were rapid and stuttered. He clung to Tate like he was his lifeline. His Omega instincts were in overdrive, not allowing him a rational thought. Those instincts told him his Alpha abandoned him and left him. The Omega felt like he was going to die without Tate. The Alpha's strong scent in his nest wasn't enoug
Third Person's POV He grunts as his back slams into the bookshelf before gaining the upper hand and spinning them around. The table is pushed against the wall with such force that it cracks, and almost everything crashes to the floor. The ancient Elder sucks a breath in when his opponent jumps off the ground and wraps their legs around him tight while pulling him forward. Nadja stumbles, and they slam into the dresser. Her arm flies out and shoves everything off of it, sending the lamp to the floor and shattering. She leans back against the dresser and loudly moans as he thrusts into her. His mouth latches onto her breast and sucks her nipple into his mouth.Evelyn's hands fly to the back of his head, and her fingers grip his hair and tug on it. Nadja growls as he pulls his hips back before thrusting them forward as hard as he can. Evelyn's head goes back, and she cries out his name, causing his lips to tug up around her nipple. The elder's eyes burn red as he releases her breast an
Third Person's POV Lexon stood in the archway, leaning against it with his arms folded, watching Jace. After all these years, one would think the Elder would be used to watching the Omega make his nest. But somehow, each time he sees the construction of Jace’s nest, it feels like the first time. Each time feels just as special as the first time.The walls are complete; the Omega is finishing the final touches along the top edge. Jace softly purrs as he carefully lays his mate’s clothes along the top, stopping to smell each piece before placing it. It's almost as if the placement of each piece depends on its scent. Lexon has wondered in the past if his scent is stronger on certain pieces, and Jace is trying to even out the scent around the top of his nest. The Elder has never asked, but it's been his theory for years. In the past whenever he’s tried to ask the Omega about his nest, it either embarrassed him, or he didn’t remember. The Elder found it strange how an Omega could build an
Third Person's POV Sebastian holds Grayson's hand with a death grip the Alpha didn't know he had. When a random Alpha exits his room in front of the Delta, he begins to drop to his knees, but Grayson grabs his mate and pulls him flush against his chest. “Hold me,” Grayson said softly, and his Delta wrapped his arms and legs around him on command. Grayson felt the moment Sebastian relaxed and let go of that command. His body melted against the Alpha before he turned his head and buried his face in his neck. “That's it, baby, I have you! I'll never let anyone hurt you again! No one will hurt you; you're safe here.” Grayson whispered with his lips against the side of Sebastian's face. The Delta gripped Grayson tighter when he heard his words. He pressed his nose against his neck and took a deep breath in, allowing the Alpha's scent to calm him. The endearing name had his heart fluttering, and the words had his eyes burning. A few moments later, Grayson came to a stop in front of a d
Third Person's POV The foyer of the coven appeared under their feet. Ezra grabbed onto Lexon to steady himself as he became dizzy.“Here, let me help you to the feeding room,” Lexon said, knowing how desperately his king needed blood. Normally, he would care about bringing Ezra into the feeding room, but at this point, he didn't. His King needed blood, and he needed it now. “No! I'll be fine.” “No, you won't! When is the last time you've had blood?” Lexon asked.Ezra was pale going into the fight. The poison should not have affected him, but it did. It was a clear indication that he had not fed in a while. The Vampire King was so weak his powers barely worked. They barely escaped. “I'm, I'm, fi-” Lexon caught Ezra as he passed out. The Vampire King didn't realize that he used the last of his strength to burn that facility to the ground. The King turned even paler before Lexon's eyes, and he quickly gathered Ezra in his arms. Lexon's mist formed around them before the ground disap
Third Person's POV Roman flinched and squeezed his eyes closed when Ezra's fangs pierced his skin. His heart raced as memories flooded back. He squeezed his eyes tighter but relaxed when Ezra's hand gently gripped the back of his head, and his warm breath fanned his neck as he heavily exhaled against his skin. Warm, sweet blood filled Ezra's mouth, and his eyes rolled back as he swallowed it down. Roman grounded himself as he focused on Ezra. His scent, his touch, the way his cool skin felt against his warm body, and the gentle way he fed from him. It doesn't hurt. It doesn't make his veins burn, and he isn't screaming in agony. Instead, the Omega gasped when he felt the first wave of pleasure roll through his body. Ezra's tongue moves against the Omega’s neck as he sucks, filling his mouth with Roman's sweet blood. His throat moves as he swallows down the thick, sweet, coppery-scented blood, and he moans against the Omega's neck. The sound Ezra made did something to the Omega. It
Third Person's POV Ezra was left breathless from his dragon's kiss. The Omega latched onto his neck as he straddled him. Ezra hissed at the wonderful sensation when his little dragon pressed their cocks together. “Fuck, my little dragon!” Ezra curses as his head lifts off the pillow and latches onto the Omega's neck. His hands glide along the Omega's soft, silky thighs before gripping his hips as the Omega thrust against him.Ezra grabbed his hips tighter to stop his movements, and the Omega pulled his head back and looked at him in confusion. “My beautiful, Sora! I've never seen eyes as beautiful as yours,” Ezra said as he reached up and trailed his fingers next to his eyes. Sora's eyes closed as he nuzzled Ezra's hand.“It's not that I wanted you to stop. It's just. Roman and I have never been intimate like this. I need to know he's okay with this,” Ezra said, and Sora's eyes flickered as Roman came forward with him.“How do you feel? Are you okay?” Ezra asked as he cupped the Ome
Third Person's POVEzra pauses when he comes out of the bathroom. His mate lays on his stomach with the white sheets wrapped low around his waist, exposing his beautiful back. The gold body chain resting against his lower back causes Ezra's cock to twitch. Last night, the king did just as he had planned. Just before dinner, he disappeared to the jewelry store in Thorn Pack and bought more gold for his little dragon. It turns out that because of a dragon's love for gold they have jewelry for almost every part of the body. The piece the king loves the most is the gold body chain. Two chains wrap around Roman’s neck, connecting to a single strand that runs down the center of his chest. That single strand branches out, creating a triangle just above his belly button before two chains drape down around his hips and wrap around to his lower back.Ezra even bought his little dragon ankle and foot jewelry. Two dainty little chains wrap around his ankle, becoming a single strand down the top
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