#Chapter 103 Our BedroomHelen POVI freed Justin’s arousal from his jeans, seeing him moan as I took him into my hands first. He wanted me to be submissive and docile, which is insulting after I’ve been a strong Luna at his side.It’s impossible to not be upset but he’s right. If I want his trust, I know the way I earned it in the beginning was being there for him whenever he wanted and needed.I’ll do it all over again if I must.His erection jerked in my hands and his fist found my scalp, pulling my lips to the very tip of his dick where I took him in my mouth as he pleased.Licking his shaft, I glared up his magnificent, sculpted chest, blowing him like my life depended on it. My matehood depends on it, that’s for sure, and I’ll do what he wants and needs until I’m back in his good graces.He tipped his head back, on edge as I licked him all the way down to the base, my heat filling the room in my scent. It hadn’t overlapped me yet, but the dampness on my inner thighs had begun to
Helen POVJustin threw me over the edge of my bed, working at the handcuffs behind my wrist.He had already chewed out Randy and Russo for letting me go and the mess of my coffee cup and the cards we were playing with before were also a point of contention for him as well.He didn’t like me having friends, or mere kindness, if it wasn’t at his will.He pushed my wrists in front of me, chaining them around my headboard at once and stood away from me for a moment, staring at my bent ass and heavy scent of arousal.He moved around my cell at once, poking through my things like I’ve kept something hidden from him. When he didn’t find whatever he wanted, he left my cell, the door open and uncaring. I’m chained to the bed so he knows I can’t leave.Randy came down the steps slowly, stopping halfway to see my unlikely position on the bed, bent over and waiting for Justin to return… if he ever would.“I’m sorry I lied,” I panted, upset by the downtrodden features on his face. “I was forced to
Helen POVFelt like decades had passed but I knew it was only two hours. I had orgasmed enough to make me sick, enough to make me depleted. I hung off the edge of bed, my knees no longer able to take my weight as I rested half of the floor, half on my bed.My head found a nice spot in my bed to rest, my breathing labored and loud and ragged as another harsh orgasm pulled from me.The door finally opened and I spotted Justin through hazy, tired eyes. He gave me immediate mercy, yanking the device from my sex and shutting it off as he tossed it to the floor. I panted in relief, so much come falling down my inner thigh that I t made me sick.To my surprise, Justin brought a towel, dragging it up from my knees and cleaning me off accordingly. When he brushed my clit on accident, it made me hiss and jerk froward.He only hummed a light noise of laughter and didn’t mention it, pulling me off the floor in completeness and laying me out on the bed.My wrists found comfort as he unhooked my ha
Helen’s POVI felt stronger leaving True Mates pack this time.Justin let me shower and pick through the kitchen like I was a free willed wolf yet again. Maybe he trusted me again, or maybe it was because Randy was back to following me around like my own personal guard dog.I ate, got changed into a clean, long gown, and we took a shuttle over to the Lone Wolf pack.Justin stood up the entire drive, staring out the front window while I curled up on the plastic seats in the back, leaning against the window with Russo and Randy on the seats nearby.Everyone else was dressed in tuxedos, outdoing my thin and wobbly frame in my tan, sequins gown. I adjusted my strappy heels, not wanting to wear them in the first place, but starting another argument with my Lycan mate didn’t seem feasible either.I leaned forward, whispering to Russo, “Why are we going to Lone Wolf pack?”The Fae adjusted in his chair awkwardly, trying not to meet my eyes. “I’m not really supposed to—”“Cut it out,” Justin
Helen POVI leaned over the bar when I had successfully exhausted myself. Everything was numb and hot and tingly. Randy was handling his liquor way better, off to the corner of the decrepit bar where he was running a game of pool.I asked for another, and if not for my title as the new Luna, I don’t think he would have obliged.I sipped steadily on my drink, testing my legs as they felt tired and weak and useless under my weight. Downing half my next drink, I finally felt good for the first time in a while.No cell, no furious mate—just me.I stalked outside, the sun setting in the far distance but it still had maybe two hours left to go before darkness would strike. I took a walk towards the sun, entranced with the orange and fiery qualities of it in the beautiful horizon.The woods surrounded me at last and I stopped walked when the sun had officially set on the day. My stomach rumbled, hungry and exhausted, but I was left without options while I had stridden out here.The old Lone
Justin POVThe dinner is prepared and I escaped from my shower and brief nap to go get Helen so we could have dinner with the new extension of my pack. I knew it would be uncomfortable for her, knowing these wolves were there when she was ridiculed as my mate in the wolfen games.But still, she was their Luna now, and I would protect her from criticism from them.I slipped down the steps, my heart stopping when I saw her cell door wide open. There was no trace of her, but the key remained in the door. I leaned in close to the little brass key and inhaled.Randy.Of course, I growled. How could he do this to me? First he wants to rip my mate away from me like I’m hurting her physically, when in reality she is the one who stabbed me.I dismissed that as a misunderstanding.But to break her from this cell so I could shower and catch up on the sleep I’ve gone weeks without… this was personal. More than it was before.I finally caught a whiff of his trail, seeing my beta hectically walk th
Helen POVI kept my head bowed, trying to be compliant so he would forgive me easier. I closed my eyes, my breath hitched, hearing my mate cross the space between us. The grass settled under his weight as he stood in front of me.“Helen,” he hummed, saying my name in a calm, kind manner for the first time in forever. “Look at me right now.”I finally opened my eyes and stared through my fated mate, seeing him knelt on the ground just centimeters in front of my face. He grinned lightly, fighting it down but he failed.“Are you angry with me?” I pressed, thinking of the bonfire and the dinner for the packs coming together, and yet here he was with me. “I’m sorry, Justin. It was all a mistake and it was my fault and—”He jolted forward in a sudden movement, his lips finding mine. I snaked my arms around his shoulders and his neck, bringing me to his chest so our lips could work together better.He tensed when my arms came across the ridged scar on his spine and he released me with a refl
Helen POVWhile everyone dined and seemed happy to celebrate the new standard of the pack, Justin and I found ourselves at the edge of the long table, out of way from the commotion with Oscar and Randy and Russo.The pixies had been clinging to Russo since we got here, happy to see another creature as close to their kind as possible. They loved his wings and danced open the light, iridescent colors of them.I couldn’t help but sit with the Fae, brushing the pixies as they twirled down his spine and played amongst each other on his long, sharp wings.Justin brushed my neck with his hand, pushing my hair aside and grinning wider than before.“Mate, leave them be,” he hummed.I pouted like a pup but obliged. I think he was just jealous of my entertainment and attention being on Russo and not him, but I didn’t mention it.“Eat your food, please,” he added, this demand kinder than the others he has given me. His hand found my knee and I focused on my plate, keeping demure for my mate and h
Luke’s POV I knew my sister had run off to hide again after I heard her arguing with Dad. I wanted to find her and make sure she wasn’t sulking. Aurora liked to do that when things didn’t go exactly her way.But it seemed I wasn’t the only one who had that idea because halfway to her so-called “secret” place in the garden, I caught sight of her current boyfriend, Jay, sneaking out there, too. Jealousy prickled at my stomach.Aurora was my twin. I was the closest one to her. If she needed cheering up, it should be me doing it, not some random guy. What could he ever offer her that her twin couldn’t?Besides, Jay wasn’t worthy of her. He was a single-color coated wolf, the son of some gamma in my father’s ranks. If she was going to date and seriously consider finding a mate, I didn’t think Jay was anywhere near worthy of her.Jay was a consolation prize, at best. Some poor lady wolf could end up with him, but not my sister. Still, if she was just killing time by fooling around with him
Aurora’s POVAs the oldest of my mother’s twelve children, everyone expects me to be responsible. And as the first lycan born to my father, everyone looks to me to continue the lycan race.That’s a lot of pressure to put on an eighteen-year-old. Don’t get me wrong, as the future luna and heir to my father’s throne. I get where the pressure is coming from. Not that I particularly enjoy it.At the moment, I was hiding in the garden. I had many happy memories of this space, and on many days when I needed to think for myself or to get away from my many siblings, particularly my twin brother, I snuck out here and hid. Luke was way too over-protective of me, and it got annoying.When I was small, I used to make forts in the hedges surrounding the rose garden. I’d carved my hiding spot out into a hidden alcove that nestled inside the hedge behind a veil of ivy. Sunlight could dapple through the vines and illuminate the inside.And as long as I kept it free of cobwebs, it was a nice space to
Helen’s POVEach of the twins had gotten to choose party clothes for the event, and they were quite excited about it, probably because I let Luke have a tie that had a dinosaur print all over it. And because his little suit wasn’t anywhere near as fancy as Aurora’s poofy dress, or I guess it was just as fancy but less to his taste, I let him pick out a little undershirt and underwear with dinosaurs on them, too. That way, he felt he had a satisfactory number of dino garments on and was much easier to coax into his little gray suit.Aurora had chosen a dress perfect for a budding princess, all tulle and lace and sparkles in a vivid teal that complimented her dark hair, each accentuating the color of the other. I had just finished pulling on her tights and buckling her sparkly little shoes when Celine joined us.“Why don’t you come and help me greet the guests, Luke?” she suggested. “While your Mama finishes doing Aurora ‘s hair.”“Okay.”He took his nanny’s hand and left, and I fussed
Helen’s POVI bustled around the kitchen with our nanny Celine helping me. On her back, my two-year-old son, Wilson, kicked his legs happily, asking nonsense questions about what we were doing.Inside me, our new baby, another daughter, kicked and squirmed, looking for more room inside my womb. Celine and I were busy frosting cupcakes for the twins’ birthday. They were turning five today, and it was a big birthday party because we were doing their official reveal.Today, they would reveal their wolves and begin to learn about them and grow together. Justin and I had spent the last five years working furiously to repair all of the damage his family had done to the reputation of the multi-colored coated werewolves in anticipation of this very day.The last thing I wanted to do was have my children reveal the color of their wolves only to find out that they were multi-colored, or at least that’s the way it would have been if we hadn’t put in the effort. By now, everyone in the True Mates
Justin’s POVIf anyone said “honeymoon” to me, I would assume plenty of sex on the first night. But that was not at all what our first night in Tahiti was like.We arrived at the airport late and got shuttled straight to a hotel. We were exhausted and then had to get up early again to catch our inter-island flight to Bora Bora.Neither one of us was in the mood to do anything that night. So, thank goodness we had gotten a chance to fool around on the airplane. And I have to admit, fooling around on the airplane was so fucking hot.Ever since I found out that she was carrying one of the Huntsman’s twins, well, actually, that’s a lie. Ever since I found out that she was the Huntsman sex slave, and then when I found out that she was carrying his child, my feelings of desire for Helen wavered up and down.Sometimes I felt like everything was normal between the two of us, and I wanted her just the same as I always had, or at least the same as I had since I’d gotten my lycan and she’d gotte
Helen’s POVMy stomach buzzed in anticipation. Even the rumbling of the jet engines through the seat in my rear end didn’t dispel the feeling. Next to me, Justin adjusted his seat belt, putting his books and such within arms reach for the flight to Bora Bora.I’d finally gone with that as the location for our honeymoon. The twins were safe with Randy and Emily, and our nanny. Outside, snow swirled around the plane, but in about fifteen hours, we would be out in warm sunlight. Well, we were arriving at night, but we’d be out in warm weather anyway in Tahiti. And from there, first thing the next morning, we were catching a small flight over to Bora BoBora.“Are you excited?” I asked, poking Justin in the shoulder.“For the hundredth time, I am. And I can tell you are, too, annoyingly excited. You’re going to drive me crazy.”I poked at him again. “I don’t wanna drive you crazy, but I have an idea.”“What?”I tugged on his shirt, so he had to lean close so I could whisper in his ear. “I
Russo’s POVWhen we arrived at the hospital, the nurses thought it would be amusing to put us in the exact same room that Helen had been in while she was waiting for her C-section. Being a witch, Lisa shooed the nurses away as much as she could because she brought her own herbs to help with the delivery.In fact, after she’d taken some at the start of the contractions, she didn’t seem to be in much pain at all. Her body was going about its business without really disrupting her. It confirmed my suspicion when one of the nurses walked out, grumbling about how it must be nice to be a witch.“How come you didn’t offer the same herbs to Helen?” I asked, sitting at the bedside by Lisa’s head.She glanced over at me. “Because the mixture that I took includes wolfsbane, which is hard enough on adult werewolves, poisonous in large portions, and deadly to a newborn or an almost newborn. I would have essentially poisoned her and the baby.”“Not babies?”She shrugged. “I don’t know what would h
Helen’s POVWhen I got to the door, sure enough, Randy stood outside. I opened the door, and I held her finger to my lips.“The babies are napping?” he whispered.I nodded. “Like angels.”“Sweet,” he said, stepping inside. “Now, what did you need to see me for that was so urgent?”“I need your help with something,” I explained. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but Justin hasn’t been as affectionate with me as he was before all of this went down. He’s done a pretty good job of coping with the fact that one of the twins isn’t his, worse, that he’s a part demon. But it’s kind of left a quiet wedge between us, and I wanna get over that.”Randy nodded. “I did notice. He hasn’t said anything to me. Though, I know he’s trying.”“I realize he’s trying,” I agreed, “but that doesn’t mean that he needs to try all on his own. So . . . I have an idea.”A wide grin spread across my face just thinking about it. “Before we found out that one of the twins belonged to the Huntsman, Justin was planning
Helens POVI thought, when I fell in love with Justin, that I knew what true love really felt like. That was until I met my babies. The love in my heart for my twins surpassed anything I’d ever felt before.I wanted to protect them, and at the same time, I wanted to take them out and show them to everyone I met. I wanted to have them seen, for the world to know that I had created perfection.And they were perfect. From their tiny little lips to their little button noses, they were utterly adorable. They each had ten teeny fingers and ten petite toes. Their downy heads of hair were so soft that I could help but smooth my hands across them, reassuring them that their mother loved them.Everything about them was indescribably perfect.We knew from the moment that they were born that my daughter was the lycan and my son was the child of the Huntsman. If Justin was disappointed in not having a son of his own, he didn’t say anything. And I wasn’t worried about having a male lycan pup just y