I push away from Hecate, anger covering my features. “What do you mean that you told him? He killed himself because of something you told him?” “No, he didn’t. He sacrificed himself to make sure that you and the entire coven were safe,” Hecate says, her voice firm but caring. “He sacrificed himself because he loved you and he wanted you to live out your fate.” “And what is this fate that’s so important that my best friend died to save me?” I nearly scream in the face of my goddess. Hecate stares at me, silent for a moment in the face of my rage. “Do you really want to know?” There is a gravity in her voice, a meaning that I should pay attention to. But I don’t, too consumed by my grief, pain, and anger. “Yes!” I insist. The astral plane changes around us, the stars extinguishing, taking all the light with them. In the blackness, I feel the bed beneath me drop away and I am left on what feels like a cold, hard stone floor. From the darkness, I hear the sound of three wom
I awake to find the left side of the bed cold. Sandra is still sleeping on the other side of me, but Bhakti is gone. Rubbing my eyes, I gently extricate myself from Sandra’s arms and reach over to the side table to grab my phone off of the charger. There’s a text message from Bhakti: Got called in for an early meeting to talk with the head surgeon about my workload while I’m on maternity leave. *eye roll emoji* I’ll be back by 9:30. I love you both! Looking at my phone, I see that it’s 9:15. We never sleep that late. But given all of the craziness that’s been going on and us staying up for the new year last night, I guess we deserved a little lie in. I put the phone down and lay back down on the bed. Still asleep, Sandra rolls into me, her arm going around me, her face nuzzling into my neck. Her scent rolls over me and I can’t help but feel an erection growing at her touch and smell. Goddess, the things my she-wolves do to me. Her body moves against me and her breasts nea
I’m always the first one awake in our house. I think it comes from doing my residency when I mostly worked overnights or early mornings. It’s really hard for me to actually sleep at night. I tend to wake up a bunch of times, so I go to bed early and wake up early. Liam typically gets up not long after me, Sandra being the night owl in our trio. At least I know that we’ll naturally have someone up at all times with the pups. It’s nice, too, because we each get alone time with each other. Liam and I usually make breakfast together in the mornings, sitting and catching up on pack business, looking over the news, or just talking. Sandra and Liam have regular shows that they watch after I go to bed, like Late Night with Seth Meyers, Last Week Tonight, or SNL. And by the time that Liam goes to bed, I’m usually waking up and making my first lap around the house, so Sandra and I have a nightly tea ritual, just talking and spending time together. We’ve settled into a cozy routine tha
When we finally get out of bed, are showered, and have gotten dressed, it’s time for lunch. Instead of going to the dining hall, we decide to make food at the cabin. Liam chops stuff for salad. Bhakti uses the air fryer to make french fries and prepares veggies and condiments for burgers. And I actually grill the burgers on our back patio. I love grilling. I used to be in charge of the big barbecues that we used to have at our pack. I had this huge slow cooker that took up an obnoxious amount of space in the backyard of the packhouse, a smoker, and a portable deep fryer because…America. Land of fried food, right? I miss it. But it’s nice to be out here in the cool Texas breeze, the smell of the cooking burgers and the charcoal mingling in the air. When the food is ready, we sit at the dining room table, figuring out everything that needs to be done for the day. We needed to meet with our pack leadership to prepare everyone for the move. Our pack will be leaving within t
I wake up to Naomi’s scent all around me. It makes sense when I open my eyes and see that her hair is all over my face. She’s nearly completely on top of me, her leg thrown over my entire lower body, her upper body pinning my arm to my chest, and her head directly under my chin, forcing my head at an odd angle. Not exactly the idyllic scene that I’d heard about when people talk about sleeping with their mate. But honestly, I wouldn’t change it at all. I love that she needs to touch me in her sleep. I love that I’m at the edge of the bed with barely any space to move because my mate needs to be near me in her sleep. I love everything about her. Pushing Naomi’s hair out of my face, I reach my hand out to grab my phone to check the time. 8:00. We have a meeting with Naomi’s pack leadership at 11:00. I look down at my mate who’s sleeping nearly on top of me, naked. Hmmmm. What should I do for the next couple of hours? My morning wood becomes even harder as I run my hand down
I’m mad at Mommy. She just got home AND had a new mate and she made me stay with Mariana and Carlos again last night. I like Mariana and Carlos, but I wanted to be with Mommy and Slade. He was nice and fun. He was pretty good at soccer, but I was better. I grab the red crayon and draw a big circle. Red is the color of mad. And I’m mad.. I don’t like red. I like blue. My room is blue and my blankets are white. It makes me feel like I’m sleeping on clouds in the sky. But right now, I feel like red. I miss Mommy. And I want to hang out with Slade. Mariana told me that mates need time to themselves for the first couple of weeks and that I would be staying with them for a while. She told me that I’d see Mommy every day, but I want to go back home. I miss my room. And my toys. I scribble all over the circle, pressing the red crayon into it hard. Then I get the black crayon when Joanie is done with it. I make two big circles for the eyes and a big frowny face. Ms. R
My time with Nathan was…I can’t believe how empathetic and astute he was. And how at ease I felt with him. In just a few words, he managed to take our shared pain and pushed it aside, only leaving room for love and understanding. If it hadn’t been for us being in public, I would have broken down and cried. How this five year old, who has experienced just as much pain and suffering as I had in his short life, could bring me to tears in his understanding and grace, I don’t know. What I do know is that Nathan will make an amazing alpha one day. After we finished our ice cream, I took Nathan back to his school. Naomi was meeting with a few of the lunes and lunas to figure out how to get the packs to the Meteoric Rise pack territory. Naomi’s packlands. Where I’ll be the alpha. It’s hard to believe that I’ll be an alpha, not just in name, but in actuality. After we destroyed my pack and moved the orphans, I thought that I’d just be alpha in name only. Kesha and Chloe were tech
I wake to the feeling of sparks marching all over my skin. After spending the entire night being loved, caressed, restrained, spanked, and fucked by my new mates, they took careful care of me. Bathing me, caring for my bite marks and redness from the cuffs and spanks all over my body, checking in every step of the way to make sure that I was ok with everything that they did and had done. We fell asleep in a puppy pile in Seth’s huge bed after they had changed the sheets. Both of my males seemed like they couldn’t get enough of touching me and I fell asleep with Seth’s leg between mine and Mike’s across my hips, both of them caressing my skin. Waking up, there isn’t a part of my skin that isn’t touched by one of my mates. I’m still sandwiched between the two of them, Seth’s leg still between mine and Mike’s still across my hips. Only now, my back is pressed into Seth’s chest, his entire body curled around mine. He has one hand threaded into my hair and one cupping my mound in h