"I'm sorry. I wasn’t expecting Eugene to say all of that. It caught me off guard," I admit, raising a hand to bite the skin next to my nails. A nervous habit."It's okay, I get it," Ash says, grabbing my hand to lower it and prevent me from biting further, "I'm proud of you, by the way.""Proud? Of me?" I repeat, thinking I didn't understand correctly, but he nods, "Why?""For standing up for us. You were subtle as a bulland you made the situation much worse than it had to be, but... you defended us for a moment, when you said Georgie would choose us over him," he reminds me. Right. I don't know if I believe it or not, I just wanted to win the argument. I wanted to piss him off as much as he was pissing me off, "She would, just so you know.”"Nah, Georgie's the biggest Daddy's girl.""Still, she would choose us if necessary. But we know how much she loves her dad, so we'll make sure it's never necessary. We have to get him on our side... and it'll have to be your job.""My job? No, m
"You were right, J. I like Ash. I might even be falling for him," I blurt out. It's not true... not entirely, but I think this is the route I need to take to make sure my brother will be on our side. Justin closes his eyes as soon as he hears my confession, with stress, "And I think he..." "No. Asheron is NOT in love with you," he interrupts me. My eyes narrow, "I maintain that maybe he feels something for you, but it's definitely not love. Ash is straight. He loves Georgie, that's it." "Can you let me talk? You don't know everything, okay?" I say, fists clenched, "I know Ash better than you." "That's not true," he replies quickly, without even considering it, "Asheron has been my friend all my life. You've been here for two months... and not entirely." "It has nothing to do with time. I know him... intimately," I start. Justin's face falls in disgust, "So, can you listen to me without interrupting? I want to have an adult conversation with you. From adult to adult." "Okay, adult
"I did this time!" Asheron exclaims. Personally, I would believe that, but my brother doesn't falter. I stay strong behind him, "Fucking shit, I liked what we did last night, all three of us together. Georgie's wolf wants both of us, she said we're meant to be together. My wolf is on the same page. I considered pros and cons all night, all morning. There are a hundred cons. But the one pro is... I get to have Georgie and Cain. That's it. It weighs more, so I decided to give it a go.""A go," Justin repeats, "You're not even sure.""I am sure. I'm not head over heels with him or something, but I know... it's not impossible. I want him, so," he shrugs, "I'm trying to be less of a high-strung, boring guy, okay? This sounds okay, so I'll do it.""And what if a lot of time goes by and you never fall for him?" Justin pushes."That's not going to happen.""But what if?""Then we reconsider the terms of the relationship and we just share Georgie. But right now, we want to give this three-way
{Georgette}Things go from bad to worse as soon as I get into the car with my father because the wind blows my hair back and he can see the hickeys I was trying to hide with my hair.We're riding in the same car with Jos and my dad’s two assistants. The two men are sitting in the front, so that means Jos and I are sitting in the back while my father shouts at me in front of all of them. It's actually not that strange; we trust these people more than anyone else, but it still doesn't feel good to have an audience while I'm being scolded for having hickeys on my neck like a ‘high school girl,' according to my father… even though I never had any hickeys when I was in high school because Asheron barely even kissed me back then. Jos has a comforting hand on my leg while my father continues his rant and I put my hand over hers. I'm glad she is here because that means I don't have to tell her everything later; she's finding out in real-time."Do you know what people are going to say about
I don't know what the fuck compelled my dad to yell something like that, but Elena tries to throw herself at him. Literally.Asheron has to run to grab her by the waist, almost midair. "Mom, stop it!" he orders in a growl, but she obviously ignores him, still trying to attack my father, who is the only one seated. "The Blues family is deranged. They cannot be trusted," Queen Jana says, since she’s their bigger hater now, "We have to kick them out of the council!”Cain groans and his whole body gets hard. I can tell just looking at him for a second… he’s finally losing his cool. And before I even know what’s going on, he flips the table. The huge, round mahogany table. He fucking flips it like it’s a piece of paper. My dad barely has time to get up before it falls on top of him. "Shut the fuck up!" Cain yells after the huge cracking sound the table makes when it falls. Everyone is gasping in shock and disbelief, but at least they’re not yelling over each other anymore. I cover my
{ Asheron }To be clear here, I am not happy about the table flipping, I think it was extremely unnecessary… however, I have to accept that Cain's impulsive outburst was successful. He finally got people to shut the hell up, even my mom. "I'll let you go now, but you have to control yourself," I say to my mom and slowly let go of her once she nods. She walks to my father's side immediately, and they whisper something to each other. They aren't as against us as everyone else. My mom is okay with the outcome, just not okay with the fact that my partners are Georgie and Cain —she doesn't really like them. She was even okay with the fact that I'm going to be in a relationship with a man; she didn't even question it too much. My father, though... Georgie is right, he is conservative. Close-minded. He frowned and got stuck on the 'he's my boyfriend' bit. He asked if I was sure about it, like a hundred times. I said yes every time. But today, as soon as the shouting began, they took par
By the time I get to my house, they’re still going at it. They haven’t stopped at all.Cain’s hands are now inside of Georgie’s pants. He’s grabbing her ass with both hands and pushing her against his crotch. Georgie is making such sweet moaning sounds that I’m considering jumping in the backseat with them as soon as I pull up… but my phone starts ringing that same second.It’s my father, so I just sigh and get out of the car to answer.“Yeah?”“Whenever you have time, your mother and I would love to have a conversation with you about your new situation. We need to know your plans for the future… regarding the boy,” he says, muttering the last part. I close my eyes for a second. He talks to me like this when he’s frustrated by something. Not mad, because he doesn’t really get mad at me. Frustrated, yes.“Honestly, I already told you guys everything I know so far. This is really, really new,” I say and look around my street. There’s no one around, so I don’t bother Cain and Georgie. I
As soon as I get into my bedroom, I set Georgie down and I start taking off her clothes. Her pretty flowery blouse and her tight black pants. I make sure they're on the floor in record time. "You're eager," Cain mentions when I start to take off Georgie's bra before she can do it herself, "Borderline desperate." "You two were teasing me the whole drive here," I say, going for her panties now. Georgie knows me so well, she just smiles and lets me do it. And as soon as she's fully naked, she gets herself in my bed so I can take off my own clothes. "Open your legs, honey," I order when I'm naked and walking to the bed too. But before that, I turn to Cain. He's just looking at us in silence, as if he's curious about something. That’s okay, he can watch all he wants. I turn my attention to Georgie again and I get in between her legs so I can taste her and make sure she's wet and ready for me. Of course, she's been kissing Cain for fifty minutes, so she's more than wet and ready.Stil
"I don't like you, what are you doing in my palace? I thought I told you, your family is banned from my territory," she says that directly to me. "He showed up unannounced, babe." "I come here in peace," Cain says and takes something out of his pocket. It's a card. Nina frowns, but she can't fight her curiosity so she walks closer to grab it, "It's a 'shut the fuck up' coupon to use on my mom. You can give it to me at any point if you ever need to tell my mom to shut the fuck up. I will do it for you and I will be aggressive about it. She deserves worse for being such a bitch that day. I'll take the fallout for you." "To be honest, I'm not that scared to do it myself," Nina murmurs, but a smile starts to grow on her face, "However, this is appreciated." "Can we start over?" He asks, taking a step closer, "I am actually very, very cool. I swear." "Mhm, I’ll be the judge of that," Nina says, punching his arm like she usually does when she's play-fighting with her brothers. Cain tu
"I can't fucking believe I said that," he says, covering his face in shame, "It was extremely disrespectful, I'm truly sorry. And I guess you're right, this isn't new, I just haven't fully gotten over it. Of course I will one day, this is still new. But you're my girl, I do desire you a lot, you are very pretty in my eyes. I just can't wait for you to grow up some more." I nod with a sigh. "I'm not angry, not like last time," I assure him, Justin takes a deep breath in relief, "But I don't love to know I make you feel guilty or bad. It's good that we haven't had real sex yet, I don't want it to be a bad experience for either one of us. I want to feel wanted and loved. So, I think what we should do is... put a pause in the sexual aspect of our relationship." "What?" He gets tense and looks at me like I'm crazy, "That's not what I want." "Yeah, but it's what I want," I say, clenching a fist. It's not what I want at all, but fuck him for making me feel like wanting me is wrong, "Not
"I'm sorry you had to hear all that, I really am sorry," the King says, looking down in embarrassment, "My wife..." "Don't worry, I get it. Justin shouldn't have surprised any of us with this news, it's not something easy," I say, eyes set on my mate's. He's totally freaking out, "I think I've caused enough damage, can we just go now?" "Yes," he almost whispers and just gives one last look to his dad before grabbing a suitcase so we can leave, but he stays silent as we walk out, all the way to the car. And even when he starts driving, "I'm sorry, Nina." "You should be. This was 'that bad' and then some," I mutter, looking out the window, "About everything else you said… don't even say sorry. It's simply what you feel and I understand, let's leave it at that." "No, no, I don't want us to be at odds again," he says, his hands tightening on the steering wheel, "I want to clarify, I didn't mean I'm not attracted to your or that I don't like you, that's the opposite of the truth." "I
"Let's go," Justin wraps an arm around my waist and he leads me outside. "Wait, son, I'm sorry I haven't said anything. I was just processing and..." the King finally speaks and I try to stop and hear him out, but Justin keeps me moving. He doesn't even give his dad a look, he takes me all the way to the foyer. "Wait for me here, I'll go pick some stuff, then we're going back to Fox," he says and leaves, almost as fast as he brought me here. I sigh and look for a chair so I can get comfortable, but when a couple minutes pass and I realize Justin is probably going to take a long time, I start wandering a bit. It's so weird that this place has so many corridors and different living rooms. Like this one. It's exactly the same as the last one I entered. I don't know what specific purpose it serves but... I stand very still when I hear footsteps coming closer and then two different voices. I gasp and look around for a place to hide. I find a little closet and run to hide in there.
"Cain!" Justin roars and a couple of seconds later I feel some relief and I can breath again as the huge man gets lifted and my fated mate comes to my rescue. He grabs my arms and picks me up, "Are you okay, Nina?" "No," I complain, my whole body hurts, especially my ass and my chest. The guy crashed against me like he had a personal vendetta against me, "What the hell? Who is that hippopotamus?" "Nina," Justin sighs, still not happy with me. He moves away to let me see the guy and points at him. I know who he is as soon as I look at his face, "This is my brother, Cain." He looks like a younger, less manly version of Justin. "I'm so sorry, kid, I totally didn't see you," he says with a grimace, he's still trying to recover too. He looks at me deeply and frowns, "Since when do we hire minors, dad? Isn't child labor illegal here?" Great. Amazing. So, Cain is an asshole. I sigh and look at Justin, he looks even angrier now. I don't know how this is going to play out if my ma
During the drive to his pack, Justin tries his best to make me feel less nervous. I'm sure he can smell my stress, fear and nerves all mixed up in my scent. Thankfully, he assures me over and over everything is going to be fine and he asks me so many questions to get me rambling that I actually start to get distracted. Until we get to Kallistar and I enter the pack for the first time in all my life. I swear it's like a new filter is unlocked to my eyes. So much color, everywhere. There's even a big welcoming mural, as if a lot of people travel from Fox to Kallistar. The grass is really greener over here, the sky is bluer, the roads are so perfect and clean. This is a whole different world for me. I'm almost scared. Because I know this is basically my pack now. But I kind of like my ugly, old, messed up pack. It has character. It's full of working people who are always willing to help one another. No one thinks they're better than other people in Fox but I'm sure over here everyon
"So, that means... I have to be the one to do something about it?" I ask, swallowing in nerves. Justin lies down next to me. "Not necessarily if you don't want to. All I'm saying is... I need to relieve some pressure," he says, "I've been so stressed about the conquest and scared about my brother possibly being in danger. And you being mad at me. I was so fucking tired and stressed." Oops. I guess that's my fault. Or his, for pissing me off to begin with. "Well... if you tell me what you like, I could help you," I offer, excited again. To touch him, make him feel good. It's my right, after all. But again, Boring Justin gives me a look that says he's not that sure, "Do I really have to beg a man to let me make him come? That's not fun, Fated Mate." "No, no, it's not like that. It's not like I don't want you," he rushes to say. I squint at him. He keeps saying that but not showing me, "I just... don't feel... okay. Tell you what. If you really want to touch me, you can do it."
I wish we could do it again (and again, and again) but I have a feeling Justin will get in his own head again. He just can't accept me for some reason. This past few days I've been doing research in fated mates. It's always what I thought it should be... instant love. Instant passion. Instant love-making. Obviously, because what else is it going to be when you find the literal love of your life? People never fight it... except for him. And why? Because apparently he doesn't like the way I look. Or, he does, but then he feels guilty about it. I sigh and roll in bed. My nose catches his scent in the sheets and I moan, feeling all tingly again. I gulp and my hand moves down south to relieve the pressure, but then I gasp when I remember why I woke up so early today. I jump up and run to put on my clothes on go to work. ➿➿➿➿ Justin and his brother were successful. When I get his text in my new super fancy phone, I almost pass out with relief. He told me a few times that it wasn'
That makes her look up at me again, confused. "We're going to get the territory today. I could technically die out there," I say, even though I know the chances are slim to none. I guess I just want a little kiss. For me, but for her, too. { Nina } One little kiss. This man who has been practically ignoring me even though he invaded MY home is asking me for a little kiss? After grinding his dick against me last night? He has some nerve. "Okay," I say, because... what am I to do? I've been waiting for this opportunity the whole fucking time. I’m not the one who hates this bond. I know I shouldn’t be so easy, but I am. I want that kiss so bad. Justin licks his lips and ends the distance between us, but not too fast. He takes his time, looking into my eyes for a few seconds. "I'm really sorry I made you mad," he whispers, melting my insides, "We've only been mates a few days and I already fucked up, I can't even begin to explain how shitty I feel. I'm just trying to do t