WYATT
We joined everyone in the dining room twenty minutes later. Kacela had put her long hair in braids and pulled it up on top of her head, looking extremely exotic and mysterious. One skinny braid hung down over her face, somewhat obscuring her scar and blind eye. She forwent her typical hoodie and, instead, put on jeans and a tank top with a cropped sweater over the top. She looked casually regal, if that was a style.
She faltered a moment when she opened the dining room door but the hesitation was momentarily and not noticed by anyone else. She went in and over to the buffet, selecting a sandwich and some chips, bringing them to our typical table. She ignored the silence that had settled the moment she walked in.
Finally, someone broke the silence.
“Why are we eating with a traitor?” he shouted. I frowned, looking around for the heckler. It didn’t take long to ident
KACELA I put down my fork and looked at Nellie. “How?” I asked. She looked at Wyatt. “He can do the King’s Precept.” I looked at her, confused. “What’s that?” “It’s like an Alpha Command but bigger and more powerful. Only Lycan Kings can do it.” She popped a piece of cake in her mouth and acted like the conversation was over. I was still confused and looked at Wyatt for explanation. “She’s never been part of a pack,” Wyatt explained to Nellie, gently. He looked at me. “An Alpha Command is given by the alpha of a pack. It can not be disobeyed. Your wolf won’t let you. A King’s Precept is like that except more. I can give a command to anyone under my rule, and they must obey. I can ask a question and demand an answer and I will get it.” He looked at Nellie. “It’s painful to receive a King’s Precept. And it’s draining to give one, let
WYATTDex was sitting next to the lake, just looking out and enjoying the moonlight on the rippling water. It calmed the both of us; we were anxious from our conversation with Nellie. I knew she had a good idea, but I hesitated. I worked so hard to overcome the taint of my father’s rule and to make the pack strong again. I didn’t want people beginning to panic nor did I want to even tempt myself with that sort of power. I didn’t know if my father’s narcissism was a hereditary trait, but I’d rather not find out.I could hear someone coming through the woods and I was irritated. Dex, on the other hand, turned up his nose and began sniffing the air and then wiggled with joy.Dali, he said to me.I could now hear smell her scent, the gentle fragrance of jasmine, vanilla and citrus that I’ve grown to love. I stilled, not wanting to scare her. We saw her emerge fr
KACELAWyatt spread out the blanket and I looked at him lustfully. The air was cool and the breeze blowing across my naked body was somewhat erotic. I could feel my nipples perk in the air and I knew Wyatt noticed. His member stiffened.I dropped to my knees and sat back, looking up at him. He groaned and then knelt in front of me, reaching forward and entwining his hands in my hair. He brought my face to his and then his lips found mine. I immediately felt warmer.He leaned me backwards, supporting me until I was completely on my back and he was on top of me. He looked down my body and then up at my face.“You are so beautiful,” he said, softly. “So supple but so strong.” He traced a finger down my side and I shivered.“Are you cold?” he asked.I nodded. “You can warm me up,” I whispered, opening my legs.
KACELAWyatt gave the orders to his attendants to move my belongings to his room. Most of the attendants looked pleased but there were a few that had stormy faces. Despite Wyatt’s reassurances, I knew that I had my work cut out for me. I wasn’t liked most places I went, due to my chosen occupation, however I didn’t want to make things harder for Wyatt. And, even though I wasn’t telling Wyatt this, I was considering not having a long distance relationship. I was considering staying here with him.We convened in his private office located on the same floor as our bedrooms. I discovered that I, too, had an office on this floor. I was really going to have to take the time to explore the castle at some point soon.We asked Jarrett and Lia to join us. I also suggested Nellie, but for some reason Wyatt didn’t want that. I don’t know if he had second thoughts about what he told me
KACELA Stunned silence met my statement. Finally, Lia broke it. “But she’s a woman,” she began. I shook my head. “Some women don’t have the ability to feel compassion or empathy. And, for those, unless they’ve personally experienced it, it is too easy to justify.” Lia looked sick. Wyatt slowly nodded his head. “Proximity, she has. And she would have been able to overhear the conversation with Jarrett’s dad and myself about using you to take down Jones.” Wyatt slammed his fist down on the table. “I should have seen it. She’s had opportunity to overhear almost all of our conversations.” I was sympathetic. “You’re in the midst of all of this. I’m not. Sometimes an outsider sees what you can’t when you’re emotionally involved.” Wyatt smiled at me, but it was Lia who spoke. “You’re not an outsider anymore, Kacela. I hope you see that.” I look
KACELAIt was at least an hour before Wyatt and I made it down to his office. I don’t know if Lia and Jarrett were on time, themselves, but they were waiting for us with a smug look on their faces. I ignored it, blushing deeply, but Wyatt acted like he was accepting a gold medal on a podium. I smacked his shoulder to get him to stop while Jarrett and Lia dissolved into giggles.I had verified that Julie was outside Wyatt’s office and we left the door cracked. We didn’t want it to look like we were inviting her to listen in, but we also wanted her to hear what we were going to say. I suggested that Wyatt call Julie and ask her to bring in some coffee for us. He didn’t have to; as soon as our voices started sounding serious, she knocked and poked her head in, offering it to us.“Thank you, Julie. That would be nice.” Wyatt said with a smile. I could feel the hurt coming from him th
KACELAWe were planning on raiding Jones’ office on Thursday, a day earlier than he would expect us. Breaking in would pose a challenge, but I was pretty good with technology and I had picked up a few illicit skills in my time as a werewolf hunter.We planned a scouting trip on Wednesday to scope out the place and figure out a plan. Wyatt gave Julie the night off and made lewd suggestions and did a lot of eyebrow wiggling to make her think that we were planning on spending the entire evening in bed. Then he put a few guards on her to follow and keep track of what she was doing.We had brought Earl and a few of the warriors into our inner circle. It was hard for me to be okay with trusting anyone at this point, but Earl swore that these were good men and that he personally would vouch for them. And I knew that Earl was above suspicions, so I had to trust.Lia was staying home from the scouting group to handle anyth
KACELA Wyatt greeted me with a hug. “I didn’t like that at all,” he whispered into my hair. I frowned with annoyance. I wasn’t weak. I needed him to quit treating me like a porcelain doll. “The warriors said that Jones stopped at Dumkin’s Brews,” Earl said. “Looks like he’s going to be there for most of the night.” I looked sideways at the men. “How do you feel about another little adventure?” I said with a grin. Wyatt groaned but Jarrett laughed. “What did you have in mind?” I shrugged. “How good are you with technology?” I told them the plan. Earl and Jarrett were enthusiastic, but Wyatt was apprehensive. “I don’t understand why you have to be the one to do the distracting,” he said, quietly. I chuckled. “Do you really think you can hold Jones’ attention?” I snickered. “I don’t think you’re his type.” I could feel his trepidation coming through our mate bond and it really irritated me. I didn’t want our relationship to always be him being worried that I was
KACELA Later that night I was undressing in front of the full-length mirror. I frowned at my body. The scars were fading but I still had a few bad ones. The one that wrapped from my hip over the top of my abdomen was still ropey, even more so than the C-section scar. The scar on my face was also fading and I could now see light from that eye after years of seeing nothing but blackness. The doctors tell me that the mate bond is slowing healing me. I didn’t say anything to Wyatt. I was pretty sure he would use it as an excuse to mate even more, and I wasn’t sure I could keep up. That man was insatiable. As if he heard my thoughts, Wyatt came up behind me and nuzzled my neck, running his hands down the length of my side. I shivered. He was always able to make my body respond. “What’s on your mind?” Wyatt asked, nibbling my ear. I leaned my head back towards him. “I was just thinking about how fast the kids are growing up,” I said, a little sadly. Wyatt smiled. “Aella is o
WYATTFIVE YEARS LATERAfter having Aella, Kacela came home after two days. Dali had worked so hard to keep Aella alive that she was unable to warn us. When Dali didn’t show up after the first day, I insisted that the doctors give Kacela some of my blood to help the healing process along. They kept her for another day to be sure, but Dali came back and Kacela began healing quickly.The complications that Aella had didn’t keep Kacela from becoming pregnant again and we soon added twins to our little family. We spent most of our time trying to keep up with Axel and Luca. Even with the help of two full time nannies, we were exhausted most evenings when we went to bed.Our kingdom thrived. Kacela had a knack with the people and her office door was always open, literally. Sometimes she would come down in the morning to someone already waiting for her, needing her council or wisdom. I
KACELA I curled up next to Wyatt, happy. I dozed off but woke up a few times, uncomfortable. I finally decided to take a shower. I got up quietly so that I didn’t wake Wyatt. I slipped into the bathroom and turned the shower on, scalding hot. I stepped in and let the water rain down over my swollen body. This felt better. I was just sore everywhere, carrying all my extra weight. The doctors said that Aella was going to be a big baby. I wondered what sort of shifter she would be. When the species mix, like Wyatt and myself, you don’t know what the baby will be until they come of age. You can suspect; perhaps she will have wolf tendencies or Lycan strength at an early age, but you won’t know for sure until they shift. I hoped she was Lycan. I felt a breeze behind me and turned to see Wyatt framed in the doorway, looking concerned. “Are you okay?” he asked, quietly. I nodded.
WYATTUnlike Lia and Jarrett, we wanted to find out the sex of our baby. I was thrilled to find out that we were having a little girl.“What about Abigail?” she asked me, out of the blue one night. I had almost been asleep.“For what?” I asked, confused. We were in the process of hiring her assistant and I couldn’t remember an Abigail that had applied for the job.“For our baby’s name.” She paused a minute. “She needs a strong name.”“Like Kacela,” I murmured, snuggling into her and putting my nose in her neck and nuzzling. She groaned and I got hard, moving over the top of her. She opened her legs and I thrust in, hard and fast, satisfying both of us. I waited until her writhing stopped under me and then I let my seed coat her insides. I dropped beside her, both of us panting from the quick intensity of that coupling.
KACELAI could hear the commotion in the yard. I was waiting where Mrs. Woltkamp told me to wait, in the castle near the back patio doors. She said she would come for me when I needed to go out.There was a lot of pomp and circumstance with the whole celebration. The guests were fed, buffet style, and the kids were now playing in the yard while the servers cleared away dishes. After the coronation there would be dessert, drinks and dancing. I was looking forward to the dancing part.Little Emily tugged on my dress. I looked down and smiled at her, a cute little pixie in pink ruffles. She put her arms up to me, wordlessly. Her older sister was assimilating into the pack well and had picked up enough English to get her needs met. Emily rarely spoke, clinging to a few select people. I was honored to be one.I picked her up and held her, cuddling her to my chest while she sucked on her fingers
WYATT The morning of the coronation began rainy. Mrs. Woltkamp was running around, wringing her hands. She had checked the forecast numerous times and it wasn’t supposed to rain. I had reassured her that it was just a cloudburst, over in an hour. I was right. Kacela was incredibly nervous for the day. We had invited people from other pack. She was concerned that they would recognize her as the feared werewolf hunter. “Can’t we just do the coronation privately?” she had asked. I shook my head. “No. First, I’ve been waiting a century for this. I’m going to enjoy every moment of it. Second, it’s custom. I don’t think you want to insult other packs as your first political act.” She had quieted down, until she saw her gown. It was a sleeveless, low cut piece that showcased her muscular body incredibly well, but also showed her scars. “I’m embarrassed,” she said, qui
KACELA I helped Lia back to the blanket. I had no idea what to do and so I tried to mind link again, putting everything I had into it. I finally broke through. Hello, gorgeous, Wyatt purred in my mind. Wyatt. Lia’s having her baby. We’re down by the lake. You need to send help right now! I broke it off, needing to focus. Lia lay back. “I’m going to take a peek, okay, Lia?” I asked, praying I wouldn’t see what I was expecting to see. When I looked, I saw the baby crowning. Yep. She was right. The baby was coming. And I definitely didn’t want to see that. “I thought you said this little one wasn’t in position,” I joked, helping her lean back and lifting her dress. I looked around and found the bottle of wine that Lia had brought for me to enjoy with lunch. I had only drank about a quarter of it so I poured the rest on my hands and arms,
KACELA I’ve been married for three weeks, now. When we got back to the pack there were a few things we needed to take care of. Lia had named the girls Emily and Rachel and she had spent some time trying to find any relatives that they may have alive. When the extensive search pulled up nothing, she and Jarrett adopted them. There was a quiet ceremony for the girls to be adopted. We knew that they were shifters. My wolf could sense it and Dex was a little unsettled about the whole thing. We would find out when they aged what sort of creature they were. Lia was not worried. Neither was Dali. I worried enough for the both of us. My coronation ceremony was set for two weeks. The castle was in a bustle, planning for it, and I had relinquished most of the duties to the house mother. I didn’t particularly care about the color of my napkins, much to Lia’s mirth, so I left the finer details to Mrs. Wolt
WYATT After the surprise wedding, we went back to the hotel to celebrate. I had planned on celebrating in bed, but our guests had other ideas. We ended up at a restaurant in a private room, dancing, drinking and laughing well into the early morning hours. When we finally dragged ourselves back to the hotel, the front desk clerk nicely reminded us that checkout was at 10:00am. “Did you like the surprise?” I asked Kacela, somewhat worriedly. We hadn’t had a chance to be alone since the wedding and I began to have doubts. She responded by flinging herself into my arms. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me, grinding herself into my rod that was becoming awake. I put my lips on her, kissing her hard. “What is it that you want, Mrs. King?” I asked. “I want you to fuck me hard, Mr. King,” she whispered back, nibbling on my earlobe. That was all the encouragement I needed. I reached u