(Derrick POV)
I’m running as fast as my paws could carry me; my brother has been found!
By none other than Virginia, but I can deal with that question later. I have to get to my brother. I have to see him. Save him. Protect him from whatever beast is torturing him.
My father follows in haste, Kol soon joined us after finding out he has been found. Mum had to stay home with the kids, but wants regular updates; where or not we can fulfil her demand, I can’t tell yet.
I can soon smell Virgina’s scent as we delve further into the trees; I halt when I hear her voice.
“I couldn’t care less! Get away from him now before I rip your throat out!”
My beautiful brave mate.
“Rip my throat out then, cos I’m finishing what I started! He deserves to die! As the next alpha, he takes on the responsibility of the pack! He takes it on his shoulders for what they did to Jamie!” I know tha
A child needs a father; a son needs a father. Please Bethany?” I realise my voice has turned to begging, but I just don’t care anymore. I have no need for pride if I don’t have my son.I know I have other children to worry about, but Douglas is my first born, and our future Alpha; it’s in his blood. It’s who he is!I am a father and I will do anything in my power, fight anything and anybody for the safety and lives of my children.Bethany pulls me from my internal monologue, “how- what- how would it work?”I cringe at the prospect of putting her through a potentially painful and highly risky procedure for my grandchild and her in order to save my son, but I push past it, “we have a midwifery specialist within the pack who can perform the procedure… it would be along the lines of an amniocentesis.”Bethany nods, “I’ll do it.”No minute to think about it, no hesitat
I want to run in the forest and scream- scream for everything, scream at the moon and be alone. Be away from everything and everyone. I need to isolate myself from the world and everyone in it, but of course that wouldn’t be possible. I’m under pack guard security now 'for my own protection' as dad said.One way to make me more claustrophobic! Way to go dad!What am I supposed to do or say?And where the fuck is Virginia?? She’s supposed to be my mate and she wasn’t even here to welcome me back from the coma!I feel surprisingly hurt by this and want to confront her for it, but I have so many other questions that need answering;Who is Jamie?Why did Virginia’s dad kidnap me? Why did he want to take over the pack?Why was Bethany here and how did her… our son save me?What happened to Jack?My head hurts with the questions bouncing around.Will someone please answer my question
“I’m a disgrace to the pack; I am too immature to be an alpha! I have done so much I can’t take back, so many mistakes and I’m wracking my brain, trying to work out how to mend the wrongs… how the fuck-““Stop that!” He orders gently, cutting off my ramblings, “don’t you think I made mistakes? Look what I did to your mate’s brother, I made a huge mistake. Someone’s life was ended because of it. I am still alpha because our pack knew it was just that- a mistake. They respect me for giving my life to the pack, to protect them and serving the pack as my family.I am not perfect. I will never be perfect. Being a good alpha takes time, practice and copious slip-ups. I will never be the world’s best alpha, mate or father, but I do what I can.I have to admit… I never handled the whole mating situation well with Kaden and your mother. It was so difficult. I nearly abandoned them becau
How the fuck does she do that?After everything that’s happened, I still find Bethany attractive, I still want her… I see her the exact same way I did before she got pregnant… only now, she is round with MY baby.“Milkshake please?” She asks, waving her right hand at me expectantly.Damn pregnant women… hormones and cravings.Grabbing one of the bottles from the fridge, I pass it to her; for some reason knowing she isn’t going to be as lady like as she once was, and watch with a smirk as she downs the entire one litre bottle.“Glad I bought six bottles down,” I laugh.Bethany grins at me, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and giggles happily, “Thanks Douglas, that feels so much better! This little tyke seems to think I can get express delivered food at all hours!”Rolling my eyes, I slide up on the work top and sit, watching her contently munching her way th
I needed to talk this through with Derrick.“Bethany,” I groan, hating myself for stopping, “I need to deal with these feelings. I am in no way rejecting you, so please please don’t see it like that. I love you, I won’t stop feeling that. But I need to figure this out. It doesn’t make sense how I can feel so strongly for you after finding my true mate. I also want to discuss your home life situation with my father… see if we can look after you and your mum. I can’t let you two try and handle everything on your own here, alone. I want to help you.” I ramble, jumbling things up, but I don’t care. I want to make her feel wanted, loved, but I need to clear my head.Bethany lifts her head from my chest where she was nibbling, sucking over my nipples- one skill she always had over me was the power to turn me on with a few movements of her lips, “I understand Douglas. This is as overwhelming for you as i
I smile, confused that I am thankful for Derrick being part of this messed up relationship and nod into her throat, agreeing with her.'You’ll support us too yeah? ''Of course bro. You sort out whatever it is going on with Bethany. I’ll be here. Virginia needs me, as do you, alright? ' Derrick is my rock. Seriously.Virginia’s voice parts our secret conversation, “Can I officially meet Bethany? I’d like to talk to her.”“That’s fine with me, but I should ask her too. It’s not my right to make decisions for her. Virginia, I’m having Bethany and her mother moved into the guest house. I don’t know how much you heard-““Her mum has cancer. I heard. I completely understand. They need our support. I get that.” Virginia mumbled into my chest; I feel her reluctance but her understanding as the caring woman she is.What a wonderful Luna she will be; pushing her feeli
(Bethany POV)“Mum?” I just don’t understand- my mind is completely blank, “how do you know? I’ve only known a few weeks!” My voice has reached a whole new level of shrill!“I guess I should start from the beginning…” Mum sighs, removing one of her hands from Douglas who is currently frozen on the spot, his jaw on the floor. She's rubbing her index finger and thumb across her forehead- an action she does when she’s nervous, “I- err- I always suspected the stories about shifters were true. I have grown up here and there were many stories of wolf sightings in the area. I was sure there was a pack somewhere close by.But then when you and Douglas started dating,” mum looks from me to the father of my unborn son nervously and continues, “I saw a wolf in the woodland beyond the garden one day- you two had been together for a few weeks. I watched from the kitchen window and sa
My mouth waters at the prospect of a classic bacon sarnie.MEAT!Damn baby is controlling my eating habits as well as my constant need for the bathroom.'I want meat mummy! 'I halt and my eyes dart around the room in panic; who the hell just said that?“Mum, did you hear that?”“Hear what honey?”“I- oh nothing,” I mutter, shaking my head, feeling crazy.' Mummy! Bacon now. Now! '“Seriously, did no one hear that?” I exclaim, panicking.Turning in a full circle, I search the room for the owner of the little voice I keep hearing, but coming up empty.Fuck I’m going insane.“What can you hear dear?” Mrs Knight-Gray asks, concerned, walking over to me with the sandwich.“I keep hearing this voice… asking for bacon. Calling me mummy,” I explain, “I think I’m going crazy.” I place my head in my h
"I couldn't do it," she whimpered in abject misery. "I couldn't do it. I'm so sorry I couldn't do it.""Shhh," I shushed her soothingly. "I know you tried your best."Bleary eyed, she turned to look up at me. "If I did, would it change the way you feel about me?"I gave her a reassuring smile and began to say the same thing I'd said to her last night. "I told you: I won't love you any le-"I stopped as I was suddenly seized with the sense that I was about to make a huge mistake. I remembered what Sam had said to me the last time I'd said those words, complaining that I wasn't listening.But I was listening now, and I realized that last night I'd gotten everything backwards. So instead, I tilted her face to look up at me and stated evenly, "Deep-throating me isn't going to make me love you more. I don't need you to do something like that... or even have sex with me... to try and make me think of you as 'my favorite'. You can't buy my love with a blowjob. I care a great deal about you a
I arched an eyebrow. "Never really thought of myself as 'gorgeous'.""Why do you think we've all been rubbing ourselves all over you for the past few years? It's not because you're ugly." Sam reached up and traced my cheek with her fingertips. "It's in your eyes, really. The intensity of your stare when you look at us with such... heat."I started to look at her with heat in my eyes, thinking about all the things I'd done to her last night... Thinking of all the things I could be doing to her right now. But I took a deep breath and forced myself to once again be patient, to think rationally instead of hormonally."But what changed?" I asked. "You've been attracted to me for a long time, you say. What was different about last night?"Sam sighed and stared back into her lap. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said quietly, "Maybe I should just go home.""Sam...""This wasn't a good idea.""You can't dodge this forever. And you don't have an excuse that you need to beat your pa
I nodded, and she nodded, and a long silence fell over both of us. We smiled at each other, unsure of what to say. And after the silence started to become a little awkward, only then did we seem to remember our nudity."I did NOT expect to have this conversation today," I finally said, a little embarrassed."Me neither. But..." She popped her eyebrows and gave me a hopeful smile. "I know this hasn't been the most 'uber sexy' conversation, but would it be too weird for me to say I'd still like to take another shot at this sex thing?"I raised my eyebrows. "You sure?""I don't want to go to bed tonight still a... Well I guess I'm not technically a virgin anymore, but I still don't feel like I've earned my woman card."I smiled but held up a finger. "You're letting me go down on you this time, no arguments.""Not arguing.""Maybe I shoulda bought some lube." I suddenly grimaced and rubbed my temple as if I could physically scrub away the thought that had just popped into my mind."What?"
Belle snorted and gave me a look of disbelief. "You really think I wanted all that? I love you, Matty, and I always will. But I never wanted a fancy romantic date. The six of us girls may be eagerly climbing all over your body exploring everything physical pleasure has to offer, but none of us is going to date you. The BTC will survive you fucking the shit out of Sam. The BTC will survive you having sex with me. It will NOT survive you becoming someone's actual boyfriend. I told you before: I'm not breaking up the BTC for us.""Then...?"Belle pulled my hands out of her shirt and sweatpants, twisted around in my embrace, and got to her knees. She leaned forward to kiss me gently before sitting back on her heels. And then she reached down to grab the hem of her t-shirt and swiftly whipped it over her head. Her bra had been dislodged, exposing her right boob, but she unclasped it and tossed it to join the shirt. And then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants and sta
"Yeah, I'll bet she was soooo torn up about it," Belle scoffed. "You know she DID say that one time it wouldn't be such a stretch for her to fuck you just so she could be your favorite.""I don't think that's what was going through her mind. I mean, I DID ask her why she did it, but she looked at the clock and said we had to hurry home.""Convenient."I sighed. "I thought so, too. She dodged the question. But at the same time, I genuinely believe that she doesn't know why she did it. It was an impulsive decision. Ten seconds earlier, she'd been bawling her eyes out over her inability to deep-throat me even though I told her it wasn't a big deal. Maybe having sex with me was her way of... making it up to me? Something like that."Belle looked at me skeptically. "She couldn't deep-throat you, so she figured she'd give you her pussy instead?""I know it sounds crazy, but it's the best explanation I've got."Belle pursed her lips and sighed, looking thoughtful. She started shaking her hea
"Language, please, Matthew," Mother interrupted.I sighed and tried again. "Why does everybody assume I have to be having sex with the girls to be friends with them? I'm NOT.""Well, you're apparently fucking Sam."I popped my eyebrows at Mother's use of the f-word. It told me she was dead serious. Or she was messing with me. I couldn't actually tell. Pursing my lips, I said defensively, "That's different.""Are you in love with her?""With Sam? No." I shook my head. "We're friends.""'Friends' don't spend three out of four nights alone together, having sex or... or whatever you two were doing to each other before tonight."I buried my face in my hands. "I canNOT believe I'm having this conversation with my mother.""Is she going to become your girlfriend?""No.""Do you intend to keep having sex with her?""I don't know! We didn't plan on last night happening! It just... I mean..." My shoulders sagged. "Things got out of control, annnnd we didn't really have time to talk about it bec
Closing her eyes, Sam held up a finger and grimaced. She exhaled slowly, opened her eyes again, and said, "I know that we need to talk about this, but I really don't have the time right now. I've GOT to beat them home.""Don't deflect.""I promise we'll talk later, okay?""There's still plenty of time to-""Matty, please?" She stared at me, her eyes begging me to drop it, and all thoughts of pressuring her any further evaporated. Something incredibly momentous had happened between us, life-altering really, and I was desperate to understand why. But my relationship with Sam - with all the BTC girls, really - had been built on me never pushing them beyond what they were comfortable with. And I couldn't bring myself to push her on this, either.With a sigh, I nodded my agreement silently, and Sam immediately vaulted off my bed and to start hunting around for her clothes. I watched the way those big naked tits wobbled as she hunched over and bent to grab first her dress and then her corse
Without a word of warning or request, Sam elevated her body, notched my cockhead at the entrance to her pussy, and sank herself down.My jaw dropped.My eyes went WIDE.My hips jerked UP.Sam moaned, tilted her face to the right, and mashed her lips against mine.And then she MOVED.Wrapping both arms around my head, Sam yanked my face down into her prodigious cleavage as she started to fuck me. I felt my cheeks getting squished by her massive mammaries, a constant up-and-down motion as she rose and fell in my lap with rhythmic intensity.And my cock? Holy crap I can't even properly describe what was happening to my cock. Adjectives fail to properly define how it felt to be inside my very first pussy. Tight? Yes. Wet? Hell yes. AMAZEBALLS? Hell fucking yes. And yet so much more.'Sex is fucking amazing!!' I thought to myself.'Why the fuck did I ever wait this long?!?''I shoulda dropped the entire BTC in a fucking heartbeat and just slammed it into Holly when I had the chance!'Okay,
"Oh, my fucking GAWD..." I moaned rapturously, and Sam's smile lit up the room with both pride and delight at my reaction.Even though her makeup had been messed up a little, her hair was still sexy and I loved the way her dangling silver earrings framed her face. She wore a strapless, black lace corset top that lifted and separated her huge breasts so that they almost appeared spherical. I tugged her satiny dress past her hips and down to the floor, revealing a matching garter belt to go with her thigh-high lace stockings. She stepped out of the satiny material and waited for me to remove her skyscraper heels, since I had my hands on her left shoe. But with a bit of a smile, I pulled my hands away and left the heels alone. "Wouldn't want your bootcamp training to go to waste," I murmured with a smile.Still kneeling before her, I ran my hands up Sam's stockings and around to cup her juicy buttcheeks, using my grip to tug her crotch forward so I could inhale her sweet scent and take a