~Adela~I swear they are too predictable. I, honestly, expected that to take more convincing, but no…..not for those two. Just the idea that I planned to meet with my sister was enough to set them off. I’m both parts glad and disgusted. I will no longer have to see her and pretend to care, yet they are so quick to save their precious mate.I sigh and pull my phone out, for probably the millionth time, just to be met with silence. Of course, there is no message. I’m not sure exactly what I’m waiting for, but I have nothing either way. It would be nice to hear from Neal, just so I knew that things were going how they should be. If Neal listened to me even a little, he should have made a move by now, and possibly it has been reciprocated. Maybe they catch them having sex or maybe just kissing. Is it wrong for me to hope for the sex? Ah, it doesn’t really matter, just as long as Neal has followed through as I told him to. It was so time-consuming to hold his hand last night and talk him
~Landon~I know…..I know…..I’m usually the level-headed one, but in this case……this instance……. I can’t believe that Tia would betray us like this. She never struck me as that person. I could have never thought that she would be someone I’d have to watch out for. And the fact that my brother wants to ‘talk to Tia’.....WTF?! I block my brother out of my mind as well as Tia. I just can’t deal with either of them right now. I take the traitor Neal and the car they came in back to the packhouse. I just want to have some time to myself before she comes with all her lies and excuses. The car ride is quiet, though I can’t say that I’m surprised. Neal says nothing, but he does sniffle here and there. A part of me was hoping that he would say something, declare his love, try to ask forgiveness…..anything! At this point, it wouldn’t take much for Goliath and me to rip his throat out. Of course, he did none of those things; he just stayed quiet in the backseat.We finally arrive at the packho
~Tia~I wanted so badly to comfort Lincoln, but I couldn’t bring myself to do so. I know that the situation at the dress store looks horrible at best, and he is fighting his urge to toss me aside. I’m amazed that I could convince him to just listen to me before making a decision. He is the impulsive one, yet it was Landon who lashed out without hearing my side. The walk to the room is agonizing. I don’t know what to say or what to do. My only plan is to tell the truth, but that doesn’t mean I will be believed. The truth sounds fishy at best, but it’s the only truth I have. I would never cheat on my mates for any reason, and I don’t even have an interest in Neal like that. I’m more interested in finding out what happened to make Neal think I wanted him.I walk into our room and stand in the middle. I don’t really want to sit down because I’m too anxious. Honestly, I may need to run; if I sit down, it would be hard to do. If anyone had asked me before, I would have said that my mates w
~Mark~*TAP**TAP**TAP**TAP*This is so damn annoying. Jenna has been sitting in the back of the office, staring at me since I’ve been here. When the twins left, I figured the door opening was the first meeting they wanted me to handle in their place after putting me in charge. I was very wrong; it was Jenna. She walked into the office, didn’t say a word, and sat in the back of the room. Jenna has been sitting there through 3 meetings, saying nothing. The tapping just started about 20 minutes ago. Jenna is tapping her nail on the back of her phone. It’s a bit annoying, but I’m more interested in what Jenna will do next. I continue to work, not looking or speaking to her. I make sure the patrol schedules are taken care of and factor in the specifics from my earlier meetings. I want to make sure the twins are set up with everything when they get back. A throat clears, causing me to look up. Jenna’s eyes are burning into me, but she says nothing. I look at her for a bit before retur
Landon’s lips are still on mine; our tongues are wrestling with each other’s. I can feel his hands along my back, sparks igniting everywhere he touches me. I feel hot breath on my neck before a tongue sweeps over it. A shiver goes up my spine. Lincoln has come up behind me and is teasing my neck with his tongue and lips. Landon breaks our kiss and starts to attack the other side of my neck. My nipples are hardening, and I can feel the wetness between my legs. My arousal is in the air, and I know my mates can smell it. I lean back into Lincoln to give Landon more access to my neck. Lincoln’s hands snake around and tug at my shirt, causing buttons to fly everywhere. Once open, Lincoln grabs my breasts, squeezing and kneading. I throw my head back and moan loudly. Landon kisses me down my neck to my right breast. He sucks on my nipple through my bra, and my eyes roll back into my head. I can feel his hands unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. I barely register fabric ripping over the so
~Landon~We, somehow, made it to the bed. We aren’t sleeping, just trying to catch our breaths. That was amazing and tiring at the same time. Marking can take a lot out of you. Marked……we are marked.Can you believe it, Goliath? She marked us. Goliath huffs, laying on his back, trying to rest. I can’t help but chuckle at the sight. I’m a marked wolf. Not only am I marked, but I was able to mark her.Wait….I’m marked. Tia marked me. After everything that happened today, Tia marked me. Why? Why the hell did she do that? I can hear all of us breathing, and I know that no one is asleep. “Why?” “Uh….L, is everything okay?”“Why, Tia?”“What do you mean?” Her soft voice is a bit raspy and sounds like she may have let sleep take over at any minute.“After everything that happened today, why did you mark me? There is no way that I’m deserving of that honor. Why did you mark me? Why did you forgive me?” My heart is pounding in my chest. Goliath is growling in my mind, hating that I’m ruining
~Tia~The three of us dress and head out of the room. We are met with curious glances as we make our way downstairs. I’m sure that glances are due to the fact that we are sporting marks on our necks. I know I’m still looked at warily by most of the pack, but the twins are loved. We make our way out of the building and out to the cells. I’ve never been out here myself, and I’m not really looking forward to what I will encounter. There is a cellar door behind what looks like a barn. It isn’t since we don’t do farm activities here, but that’s what it looks like. The steep steps lead from the cellar door to the area below. We have guards, but you can’t see them. Rather than have them posted at the cellar door, alerting people that there is something there, they are in the woods across the way. They can see any movement around the barn-like structure this way. We quickly head down the stairs, Landon in front and Lincoln behind me. It’s pretty dark and dank-smelling. The outer room is not
~Lincoln~SON OF A BITCH!!!THAT FUCKING —I SWEAR I WILL—The shift was fast, and no time was spared while our wolves barrel into the forest. We are mind-linking each other, but we are also trying to gain control. Brutus is apocalyptic, and I’m sure Goliath is the same. Our mate almost died because these bitches decided to try to play Goddess. They thought it was their place to decide someone else’s fate, and they used someone else to do so. I don’t think anyone will be safe if we don't get control back.I don’t know where Brutus is going, but he is zooming through the brush and trees as if there is nothing there that could stop him. I’m begging and pleading for him to give me back control, but I’m not sure he hears me. I can feel branches and rocks cut into us; we zoom past, and it hurts. Brutus is eating up the pain, not willing to stop for anything. We careen through a large bush and tumble into open space. We are at the meadow where the lake is. Emerald Lake is what it’s called