~Lynn~As badly as I wanted to spend the rest of the morning and afternoon…..hell, the night with Devonte, I knew we had to get back. We had a round in the bed and another in the shower before getting dressed and in the car. I drove us back to the packhouse, wishing that we weren’t walking into a potential mess.I come to a stop in front of the packhouse and turn the car off. I take a minute to take a deep breath and notice that Devonte isn’t hurrying out of the car either. I turn to look at him, and he’s looking out the window. I reach over and squeeze his hand. “Having regrets?” Devonte looks at me, and my breath catches, waiting for his answer.“No. Not regretting a thing... well, maybe regretting that I took so long to accept you.” I smile and lean over to kiss his cheek. I hop out of the car, and Devonte is out by the time I make it to his side. The door opens, and my other sexy mate comes out, his strides long.I barely move forward a few steps before he wraps me in his arms and
~Devonte~I may sound confident, but my fear and anxiety levels are pretty damn high. What she’s threatening actually shakes me to my core. This isn’t something that I want to get out. I know Lynn said there’s nothing wrong with my preference and that it doesn’t diminish who I am, but that’s hard to hold on to when you are always taught one thing growing up.The lesson for young boys is that you’re strong. You’re the strongest and have to protect everyone else, especially women. Some lessons tell us that crying makes us weak, and being vulnerable in any way has the same results. Take all of that and add the pressure of being a royal and of ranked blood. I’ve never felt comfortable with my sexual preferences because I’ve been taught that those don’t fit with what/who a man should be.I lost the made-up version of myself last night. I let go and was able to be the real me and…..I loved it. I loved giving in to the desires that I always kept hidden. It felt so freeing, and the idea that I
~Vonte~I make it to the room in record time, and I’m tempted to strip down to wait for my mate. Being without her for the night was torture, and I want nothing more than to reacquaint myself with her body. She said she needed to talk, though, so I guess I need to stay dressed for that. Last night, let me know that being apart from her is not an option for me.I sit on the bed in anticipation. It’s not that I think anything is wrong; I just wonder what she will say. I’m surprised that she was out all night with my brother, of all people. I figured it would be a quick dinner, and the dumbass would reject her. I mean, he’s practically rejected her already; he just hasn’t said the words to make it official. I was ready to comfort her for the night because that rejection would be worse than when he was in the hospital.As wonderful as it’s been to have her all to myself, I have to admit that it’s felt off. In my heart, something is missing; our bond is weak. I would never tell her that be
~Devonte~SHIT! I feel like I’m fumbling this entire conversation. I feel like I’m making this worse than it needs to be. I continue to pace, figuring out the right way to say what I’m trying to say. My brother and I are twins, and we share a mate. We have to figure out how to make this work, or things will be difficult. I want us to be close again….I’ve missed my brother.“ ‘Te…..” my brother growls. “There’s something you’re not telling me, and I want to know what it is.” I stop and throw my head back, shutting my eyes. I sigh loudly and open my eyes. I find the couch and plop on it, not looking at my brother.“I……” Vonte sits in a chair next to the couch. He leans forward, elbows on his knees. His eyes are burning a hole in me, and I’m starting to feel uncomfortable. I take a deep breath and slowly let it out. “Do you remember me switching schools?”“Of course I do. I never knew why it happened; Mom and Dad wouldn’t even tell me. That was the beginning of our separation if you ask
~Sonya~Once Devonte left me, my anger soared. Just who the fuck does he think he is? He knows I can destroy him, but he goes anyway?! I know it’s all because of that bitch, but it won’t last. I’m going to make sure an example is made out of her.I pulled my phone out and dialed the number I’d been saving for a while. It was a quick conversation, but all the necessary information was shared. I hung up, knowing things would go in my favor sooner than anyone thought.I decided to wait downstairs for that bitch. Although I have plans for everyone, she still needs to understand that I’m not one to fuck with. I’ve been training for years and know she’s no match for me.I scent her coming down the stairs and see she’s alone. I push her into the wall the minute she steps off the bottom steps. Her body connects heavily, and her head knocks against the wall. It wasn’t hard enough to knock her out, but I know it made a mark.I take advantage and start to punch her in the side and back. “Just th
~Devonte~“So let me get this straight…..” We’ve been in the Alpha’s office since the warriors hauled Sonya away. I told everyone about the discussion with Sonya; I included her threats against Lynn but skipped the threats against me. I don’t know how I feel about everyone knowing about my proclivities. Now, Landon is trying to come to terms with everything. “Sonya not only attacked the sitting Beta, but she also threatened the same Beta. She issued a challenge, yet she’s not in the cells and isn’t dead. As a matter of fact, she was sent to stay with Adela. Have I gotten that right?” The room is quiet, with everyone looking around. I get the confusion. The fact that Sonya threatened Lynn is enough for her to be sentenced to death. At the very least, she should be locked in the cells. She shouldn’t have even been able to challenge Lynn after everything she’s done.“Uh, Lynn….care to fill in the blanks?” I look at Lincoln, who looks a bit more stressed than his brother. Lynn is pacing t
~Aida~I’ve been over this and over this, but there isn’t a clear answer. My body is screaming out for my mate, my fated mate. He’s right here, right in front of me. I just….I can’t come to terms with the fact that he’s who he is.Ivan is a vampire! How is it that I’m fated to a vampire of all people? It isn’t like it never happens; I’ve heard of this here and there. I just never thought I’d get a second chance mate, and it would be a vampire. How am I supposed to deal with that?To accept Ivan as my mate, I’d eventually mark him. I mark Ivan, and I will lose my wolf, so essentially, I will lose a part of me. How can I go into this knowing that a part of who I am will be gone? I feel like none of this is fair. This must be a punishment for everything I’ve done.There’s too much flooding in my head, and I needed to get it out. I push back the covers and put my feet on the floor. I need to speak to him, but I’m not even sure what we need to speak about. I don’t even know what to say to
~Lynn~We are enjoying breakfast with Tia, Landon, Lincoln, and the baby. Nikki and Paul actually made an appearance, too. Usually, they eat at home, but they stopped by today. Kian has been laughing and cooing, being passed around and doted on. That is one loved kid, but who can help it? He’s such a cutie.Surprisingly, Stuart isn’t around this morning. He’s hardly ever away from his grandpup or Tia these days. I asked him why he didn’t just move back onto packlands, but he said he isn’t worthy of that yet. He said he did more than enough damage and needs to right things before being welcomed back. I have to say, I’ve known him my entire life, but I’ve never known him to be a good man until recently. If Stuart had been here, though, most of us wouldn’t have gotten a crack at Kian. He loves that child so much; Paul does, too. Those two with Kian are a sight to see.I know I’m making heart eyes right now. Somehow, Kian ended up in Vonte’s arms, and I swear my ovaries are screaming at m