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Kaden She wants to leave us. I thought we were making headway, that something had changed between us after her heat. But she wants to take our pups and leave us. I can’t let that happen! “You’re not going anywhere, little flower!” My roar echoes off the sterile hospital walls. I don’t care that our families are here. I don’t care that it wakes our sleeping pups. All I care about is making sure she stays home with us where she belongs. If she’s not with me, I can’t prove how sorry I am. I can’t heal her heart, can’t make amends for every shitty thing I’ve ever done to her. If she leaves, she won’t let me get close enough again. But I don’t get long to feel sorry for myself. Because the shitshow that happens next consumes all our attention. “Your mates are right, sweetheart. As much as we’d love to have you home, to spend time getting to know your pups, you belong with them. You need to find a way to heal your family.” Auntie Sarah squares her shoulders, ready to stand her groun
Declan “Goddess fucking damn it!” I throw my coffee mug across the hall, staring in frustration as the brown liquid trickles down the wall. Just one more mess in a sea of messes I still need to clean up. “Did I just hear my implacable Beta lose his cool?” Kaden pokes his head into the office, snorting when he sees the shattered coffee cup.“It’s been a week. Kade! A Fucking week since that rogue threatened our family! And we’re no closer to figuring out who they are or who they work for!“And you! You fucking went and let her leave this house, take the boys where we can’t see them, can’t keep them safe!”I’m not really pissed at him. I know it, he knows it. Even our relentless search for the men in the woods, as fruitless as it’s been, is little more than a distraction from a much bigger problem. Dealing with the reason we were in those woods in the first place, and the self-contempt and total ruination we’ve both been wading through in the aftermath. “They’re at my parents house
Olivia Ellie and I sit at the kitchen table, sipping our sodas while watching our toddlers run circles around her parents in the next room. Seeing my pups’ village of three expand and grow these last few weeks fills me with happiness, even if the circumstances are a little complicated. But knowing they have the love they deserve, more than I alone can give them, brings me more peace than I’ve felt in a long time. “Adorable aren’t they?” Ellie draws my attention from the controlled chaos in the other room. “It’s too bad our pups won’t all grow up together the way we did.” “Why not?” I ask, confused. “Ours will.” “Right.” She snorts. “I knew you weren’t coming back to Sacred Moon with us the first time I saw my brother and Declan following you around like lost puppies with stars in their eyes.” “El, you know that’s just the bond. I know they’re family but you can’t seriously believe they really want me. Not after the crap show that was our past.” I shoot back incredulously. She
Olivia How did this become my life? I wonder this as I lay wide awake, staring at a ceiling that’s not mine. And I don’t mean that in general terms. I mean that in very specific terms, as in Kaden’s ceiling. In Kaden’s bedroom. Where I’m lying on his bed. To be fair, nothing remotely sexy is happening. Not with both pups squished in on either side of me and Declan and Kaden on either side of them. The boys were terrified after they woke from a dead sleep to the sound of their fathers’ ferocious growls and refused to sleep in their own rooms. Not that their dads would let them if they tried. Kaden immediately insisted none of us leave his sight the rest of the night, to which Declan added his intent to never take his eyes off us the rest of his life. We were all bundled into a safe room I didn’t even know existed, while he stayed with us so Kaden and a team of men could search the packhouse from top to bottom. When we finally got the all clear, I dared to suggest I go back to my
Declan Olivia sits on the sofa in my office, quietly reading a book while the boys play with their toys on the floor by her feet. I should be working but my eyes keep drifting to my little family. Livvy tries to ignore me but every now and then, our eyes connect and her lips curl up in a knowing smirk. Fuck, she’’s stunning! She’s always been gorgeous, but it hits differently now. The shadow of pain in her eyes, hiding the vibrant emerald sparkle, is a memory that will always haunt me. But it isn’t there now, just a brilliant green, lively and bright. I can’t help but stare, addicted to the beautiful view. I give up on work, crossing the room to sit next to her. My hand twitches with the need to touch her. So I do, cupping her cheeks and rubbing my thumb over her smooth porcelain skin. I love the way she flushes under my touch. Our flirtatious conversation earlier was a good sign. I didn’t miss the way her eyes filled with lust when I mentioned joining her in the shower. But I a
Kaden “It’s okay, love. You’re okay. We’ve got you.” I try to calm my mate, Declan and I holding her between us as her whole body trembles. “It’s not okay! It’s not! We-, we were just here, in this room. Wh-, what if this ha-, happened when we were here with the boys? Oh Goddess!” She breaks down into shuddering sobs again. Her face is buried in my chest and my t-shirt is covered in snot but she’s letting me comfort her and that’s all that matters. Declan is rubbing her shoulders, murmuring in her ear, while I stroke her hair. Between that and our scents surrounding her, she starts to relax.. The entire kitchen is destroyed, a hole blown completely through the inside wall. We’re currently standing in the middle of the rubble, surveying the damage. The blast shook the entire house, even causing minor damage upstairs where we were. Thankfully no one was hurt. Just thinking Liv and the twins could’ve still been in the kitchen baking cookies cuts me in two. Half of me wants to diss
Hello lovely readers.I just wanted to jump in to let you know I won't be able to post an update tonight due to unforseen circumstance. However, I will try to give double updates over the weekend to make up for it. The next few chaters need a little extra attention so this will give me a bit more time to make sure I'm happy with them. I also wanted to let you know that Brynlee's story will directly follow this one. You may not get all the answers you'd like regarding her situation in this book but that's because she deserves her own time to shine. As always, thank you so much for taking this journey with me and for all your support! Words cannot express how much I appreciate you!Much Love,Cara
Olivia Even Declan skirting hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck isn’t enough to draw my attention away from the man screaming my name downstairs. I try to tug out of his arms but he pulls me back, mumbling against my skin between licking and nipping my flesh. “Kaden will handle it. Stay here with me.” He rolls, pinning me with his full weight. Under different circumstances, I might love the feeling of being trapped beneath him, luxuriating in the freedom and safety of his domination. But the moment Kaden left the bed, the shouting finally breaking through my libidinous daze, it was like stepping into an ice cold shower. My eyes are wide open now and I know I have to face reality. “Declan, I know it’s Kyle down there. I recognize his voice.” I push against his chest, forcing him to look at me. “I owe him a conversation. A heat is one thing, but this, what we’re doing right now . . . oh Goddess! What kind of person am I?” “Our mate!” Declan growls, a deep rumble in his chest tha
Hello Lovely Readers!That's a wrap for Olivia, Kaden, Declan, Brynlee and Rhett! Thank you so much for taking this wild ride with me! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it for you! As for what's next, get ready to join Finley as she struggles to prove a female is just as capable of being Alpha as any man, not only to her pack, but to all the men in her life, some of whom want nothing more than her success, while other's can't wait to watch her fall. "Not Their Luna: A Female Alpha Story" will begin serializing in a couple weeks, shortly after the new year. If you're looking for something to read in the meantime, please consider checking out my new stand-alone book, "The Lycan King's Outcast Omega." The first 7 cha[ters are out and I'll begin serializing regularly in the next couple of days. Once again, I'd like to thank you all for the amazing support you've shown my books. You all inspire me everyday. Your comments make me laugh, make me smile, and make me
Brynlee "Left!" I call out, moving in perfect sync with Rhett as we corner the rogue wolf we've been tracking for three days. Our client, the Mountain Ridge pack, watches in amazement as we work together, perfectly matched.The rogue doesn't stand a chance against our coordinated attack. Within minutes, Rhett has him pinned while I secure the spelled restraints."Impressive," the Mountain Ridge Alpha says. "Your reputation is well-earned.""We work well together," Rhett responds, his hand finding its natural place on my nape. Through our bond, I feel his eagerness to finish here. To get home. To Maya.The thought of our daughter makes both our wolves restless. Three days is the longest we've been away since her birth four months ago.“Grace says she's been practicing," Olivia tells us over the phone as we drive home. "The little witch is already moving her toys without touching them."Rhett's grip tightens on the steering wheel. Even after two months of knowing about Maya's magical ab
Brynlee "It's a girl," Grace announces with a smile as she completes my monthly check-up. "And she's thriving under your mate bond. Both of your energies are strengthening her."Rhett's hand tightens on my shoulder. Through our bond, I feel his fierce joy mingled with protective instinct."A daughter," he murmurs. "To raise as strong as her mother.""And as protected as her father makes her mother feel," I add, covering his hand with mine.We're in the pack gathering hall, where wolves mill about preparing for tonight's announcement feast. Rhett and I will officially share our plans to become trackers, to help other packs while maintaining our home ties here."Speaking of protection," Grace says carefully, "have you decided where you'll be when . . .""Here," Rhett answers immediately. "We'll time our contracts around the birth. Make sure we're home for at least the first few months.""Both packs will help," Finley adds, entering with a stack of paperwork. "Though from what I hear, yo
Brynlee"Please remind me, Sir. Make me yours again."And with that, the last of his restraint dissolves, leaving my sexy Dom standing where my gentle mate was only moments before. “Follow me.” He demands, turning away and trusting I’ll obey, that trust only making me want to please him further. “Sit.”I take a deep breath as I lower myself into the chair he led me to. It’s a wood-framed chair that’s slightly reclined, a pillowy black cushion that I sink down into stretched across the surface. There are strange leather loops protruding from the wood at the top of the chair and it’s immediately clear the entire thing was built for one very specific purpose. “Arms up over your head, little wolf.” His command is a deep rumble that sends a frisson of pleasure straight to my clit. He steps behind me, and though I can’t see what he’s doing, I’m not afraid. Excitement and eager anticipation is all I can feel. Until he wraps soft cuffs around my wrists and attaches them to the leather loops
Rhett The pack house buzzes with activity as one of the elders works with other witches to break the spells on affected pack members. Grace moves between them, checking for injuries, while warriors secure Xander and Tracy in spelled cells deep underground.But all I can focus on is Brynlee."You need to be checked," I murmur against her hair. We haven't broken contact since the fight ended, my hand resting possessively on her nape."I'm fine," she starts to protest, but stops at my growl."Grace. Now." I let dominance color my tone, watching her melt into the command."Yes, Sir."Heads turn as we cross the great hall - not with the previous worry or pity, but with new respect. My collar sits proud at her throat, her submission now obvious and willing. No more pretense. No more hiding."The baby's fine," Grace announces after examining her. "Actually, it's more than fine. The energy is stronger, more stable." She looks between us. "Whatever happened during the fight seems to have stren
Rhett Training takes over as I evaluate our options. Spelled wolves on three sides, children still in danger, and Xander approaching from the north.Through our bond, I feel Brynlee's certainty. “Trust me,” she pushes through our connection. “Like in training.”"Grace," I command quietly. "Get the pups out. Dad, contain the spelled wolves. Tracy's mine."Before Tracy can react, Brynlee moves - not away from danger but straight toward it. Toward Xander. Every instinct screams to stop her, but I force myself to trust. To let her fight her own battles while I handle mine."You're done, Tracy." I let my dominance fill the space between us. "Your spells are weakening. Your control is slipping. Submit now and—"Her laugh turns hysterical. "Submit? Like your precious mate? The one walking straight into Xander's trap?"But she's wrong. Through our bond, I feel Brynlee's strength. Her purpose.This isn't her walking into a trap. This is her choosing to face her demons. And my job isn't to stop
Rhett "I can't do this anymore!"Brynlee's voice carries across the pack grounds, perfectly pitched to convey desperation. She's standing just where we planned, moonlight catching the tears on her cheeks."You don't have a choice," I growl, playing my part. "You're mine.""No!" She backs away, one hand going to my collar. "I'm not yours. I'm not anyone's. And I won't let you control me anymore."The gathered pack members shift uncomfortably. In the trees, I catch multiple scents - Tracy's spies, spelled wolves, others waiting to report back. Perfect."Don't." My voice drops dangerously as her fingers touch the collar's clasp. Everything in me rebels at what comes next, but we've planned this.The sound of the collar hitting the ground echoes in the sudden silence.My roar of rage is only partly acting. Even knowing this is planned, seeing her remove my collar makes Kian nearly uncontrollable."You'll regret this," I snarl, advancing on her. Right on cue, pack members move to intervene
Rhett "They've made contact." Dad’s voice is grim as he hands me the surveillance photos. "Tracy met with Xander last night, just outside our borders."I study the images, fighting to maintain control as I see them together, heads bent in conversation. Planning. Plotting. Against my mate."Show me where."He points to the map. "Here. Notice anything interesting?""It's a focal point," I realize. "Between three locations where we found spelled wolves."More photos show increased movement around our territory. Unfamiliar wolves. Dark magic signatures. All converging faster than we anticipated."They're not waiting for the new moon," I say quietly."No." Dad marks another location. "The elders detected four more spelled wolves this morning. All moving into position. Whatever they're planning . . .""It's happening soon."My phone buzzes - Finley: Tracy spotted watching breakfast. Your move.Which means another public performance. Another scene of Brynlee rejecting my claim. Each time cut
Brynlee It takes everything in me not to lean into Rhett's touch when he reaches for me at breakfast. Instead, I force myself to flinch away, hating how his scent spikes with controlled aggression - even knowing it's an act."Don't," I say, letting my voice shake just enough. "Please. I just-, I need space."His hand drops, but not before I catch the subtle brush of his fingers against my collar - a private reminder of what's real. Of what lies beneath this performance."You're wearing my collar," he says, loud enough to carry to the curious pack members pretending not to watch. "My claim."I touch the collar, letting them see uncertainty instead of the comfort it truly brings. "Maybe that's the problem."The whispers start immediately. I catch fragments - "too soon," "traumatized," "rejecting the bond" - exactly what we want them to hear. What we want Tracy to hear when her spies inevitably report back.Rhett growls, playing his part perfectly. "We'll discuss this later.""There's no