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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 Joey tried to be brave and not afraid, but it was hard. There were so many people everywhere he looked. When he first came down, it wasn't so bad; there weren't as many people. But now there's more than double, and more people keep showing up.Tate entices the Omega’s face from his neck with a chicken tender. The Omega's nose flares before pulling his face back to see why he smelled food so close to his face. The Omega licks his lips before opening his mouth, and the Alpha smiles. Joey looks forward when he senses someone sitting down across from them. His stomach drops when he sees it's the Beta. The Beta always scares him. He never smiles. He sits across from them in a tight-fitted black t-shirt, and the tattoo on his chest is visible as it peaks out the top of his shirt. The Beta looks grumpy as he looks around for his mate while mumbling under his breath. Cyrus exhales as he grabs a fry and pops it in his mouth. A minute later, his body is jarred when Tristan
Third Person's POV Joey was bursting with excitement after getting dressed and coming out from behind his tree. “That was so much fun!” Joey said as he bounced across the grass toward Tate. The Alpha couldn't get over how excited the little Omega gets over the simplest things. Tate's smile widened when Joey bounced on his toes and tugged at his shirt, wanting in his arms. “Man, your adorableness is just too much,” Tate said as he lifted Joey off his feet. The Omega's arms and legs immediately wrapped around his Alpha, and he smiled before kissing his lips. The Omega's eyes twinkled as he looked at Tate and talked to him through the link. “That was so exhilarating! I can't believe all these years I've missed out on that!” Joey said. The Omega experienced his first pack run, and it was way different than he ever imagined it would be. In fact, it was one of the most exciting things he'd ever done. He couldn't believe how fast his wolf was, especially being a new wolf and shifting fo
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