Zak pulls out an official looking document from a drawer in the table and passes it to Gael. “I drew this up when you said that you were coming. It’s a standard alliance agreement: we’ll help each other in the event of war, disease, shortages, etc., the alliance can only be dissolved under the circumstances of death or change of leadership or events so severe that it will cause pain or hardship to one or both packs to maintain the alliance, frequent visits between packs, and all the other stuff.”
Gael looks over the paper before turning to Hakeem “¿Tienes una pluma? (Do you have a pen?)
Hakeem digs in his bag, pulls out a pen, and hands it to Gael.
I think that Gael is going t
That was...unexpected. I have never met any other alphas like Zak and Gael. They actually seemed to care about their people and not just about how their people reflected on them. My father, though a good man, was very much a ruler. He expected his people to listen to him without question and he rarely gave them a voice to say what they thought. Even when asking for counsel from his leadership, there were specific things that he wanted to hear and they knew it. It was not wise to anger my father.But Zak and Gael seemed to love their people as their family. They were definitely the head of their respective families, but more similar to a doting father figure than as the royalty that many alphas believe themselves to be. They made decisions based on what was best for their people and they looked for friendship and understanding before loyalty and obedience.
Hakeem and I leave the meeting room and head back to the cottage. Although the war is important, we just mated. There is a lot of bonding that needs to be done and I have been too long without feeling one of my mates touching me. “So, when can I become a part of your pack?” I ask. Hakeem places his hand on my ass, squeezing lightly as we walk across the lawn, our front door in sight. “I don’t know if we have to have our oracle bless the union or if any oracle can do that. That’s more your wheelhouse than mine.” “Mmmmm. I’ll have to ask Lucille.” I say, preparing to mindlink her as we climb the steps to the cottage door. “Not yet, Merry. I plan to keep you busy for a while.” Hakeem’s hand cups one of my breasts, while the other digs
Fighting the mating urge is harder this time around, as I can feel all three of our internal struggles to not touch each other. But I need to see my mom. I haven’t seen much of her since we got here with everything that has happened between becoming Delta, mating Devin, and being rejected by Arya. But having talked to her earlier and knowing that she is cured by the Goddess’s grace, I have to see her. And she needs to meet my second mate.That is how we came to stand at the pack hospital, outside her room on the ICU ward. Wolves typically rarely stay on this ward for more than a few days because of our healing abilities. But, since Mom isn’t a wolf, she has a more permanent room set up here, especially since she has been doing chemo since she got here last week.Artemis Pack has been amazing for
I watch through a crack in the door as my mates undress, peppering kisses on exposed skin. Fuck, this turns me on. Having been with Hakeem for two years, watching him undress, shower, jerk himself off has been the voyeuristic stuff of dreams. But watching him and nuestra princesa (our princess) together? Ay, Diosa mía, podría cum en mis pantalones! (Oh, my Goddess, I could cum in my pants!). Meredith pushes Hakeem slightly so that he is sitting on the bed. She kisses him deeply, reaching to the floor to pick up a bottle of caramel syrup. Apparently, the one fault that nuestra princesa
Walking back from the pack hospital, I feel a new lightness that I haven’t felt in a long time. I’m part of a new pack, one that seems to respect and accept me. I have two amazing mates who have done nothing but protect and care for me. And I now have in-laws. A whole family, complete and ready to love me.I just hope that it’s not too good to be true.Or that Mathias doesn’t come in and ruin it.“What’s with the sudden sadness, Ari?” Xander asks, squeezing my hand in his.I look up into his chocolate eyes and nearly melt at the love, concern, and devotion in his eyes. I stop walking and lean my head on his shoulder. “Nothing. Just old insecurities rearing their ugly heads.”
I walk downstairs to hear Hakeem teasing Gael in Spanish.“Caminas como un culiao. (You’re walking like someone who just had anal sex.)” Hakeem’s voice is edged with laughter. I look around the corner of the stairwell to see Hakeem rummaging through one of the cabinets while Gael is looking in the pantry.“No lo sería si no me hubieras dado el culo con tanta fuerza. (I wouldn't be if you hadn't pounded my ass so hard.)” Gael’s voice is muffled coming from inside the walk-in pantry.“Pobrecito, Caramelo
We walk to the edge of the woods and Devin grabs a tote bag out of a chest by a tree. We quickly strip and stuff our clothes into the bag before shifting. We had seen Arya’s wolf when she first arrived back at Artemis Pack. She is beautiful. Her wolf is large, which now makes sense, knowing that she is an alpha. She is jet black with white markings down her muzzle and between her eyes, as well as a large white spot on her chest. Her body is leanly muscled, built for speed and agility. Her coat is thick, her black eyes bright with intelligence. However, this is the first time that Devin and I have really paid attention to each other's wolves. We shifted to travel to the pack borders to go wait for Arya, but our minds were consumed by other things. Now, I look at my male mate. Is it weird to find a wolf sexy? Because he is. His wolf is about
While Merry and I get the bacon ready, Gael beats the eggs before straining the oil from the potatoes and onions and mixing the whole thing together.“So, did you guys always know that you were bisexual?” Merry asks.“Si,” Gael says matter-of-factly. I’ve always admired his easygoing attitude about his sexuality. Not that my family ever said anything about mine. They honestly were happy that I was happy. But I had bowed to society’s feelings about bisexuality in men. I buried it as deeply as I could.“Um, kind of. I didn’t feel comfortable finding men attractive for most of my life. I hid it from everyone, even myself. I had just starte
This is the end of War of Threes, but the third book, Trinity of Power, is coming!!Important/Interesting Info:1. I will be taking a couple week break to get ahead of the book. It will post on the website on 1/31/22. It usually takes it about a week for it to show up on the app, because they have to sign the book and do all the paperwork and blah blah blah.2. I will keep my update schedule of Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, with the potential of special updates over the weekends.3. Main characters of the story will be: Severn, Corinda, Zak, Brandon, and Charlie4. If you're interested in hearing what I listen to when I write (other than the three gremlins that live in my house), here is my Spotify playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0Ff2Q8AQ5zlYP3MYFZVQzW?si=296adecc5dbd432b5. If you're interested in insights into the characters or the story or just wanna talk, you can find me on Instagram at "owlonmyw
“When did you see him, Lauren? When exactly did he leave? Where did he go?” I’m screaming, unable to keep my panic at bay.“He was here about 45 minutes ago. He left at almost exactly 4:40,” Lauren is sobbing, trying to remember all of the details.“He said that he was going through the forest path,” Carl says, putting on his shoes to come help us look.“He must have been getting flowers for Charlie. That means that he was going by the pond,” I murmur.We pour out of the house, running to the back of the house, Dev, Arya, Charlie, and me. Everyone else is already out searching for Brandon. Where the hell is he?We run to the pond and it’s like a mini natural disaster happened. A tree is moved, like it literally took a step out of the ground. The dirt is overturned and the tree’s roots are pulled from the ground. The branches
One Month Later…This month has been fucking insane, not just because my mates and I have barely had any sleep because of the pups. I mean, we are blessed that there are three of us, but there are two pups. Two. We feel like freaking zombies.Did you know that newborn pups eat every two hours? Not two hours between feedings. Two hours from when they start. I shit you not. Charlie feeds them both at the same time, but between getting them up, changed, fed, and back to sleep, it’s at least a half hour process. So every hour and a half, we’re up. I love Jerry and Christy, I really, really do. But, fuck kids, sleep!Our parents saw how insane we were and they also knew how important this time was for all of the packs as we were trying to sort out leadership while attempting to find CCS, who had gone strangely quiet
I’m in shock at that last little tidbit that the Mother throws at us. I just stand there, gaping at her.Devin pulls me into his arms, literally jumping up and down while holding me and whooping with wordless excitement.Mother Selene smiles even wider, laughing her tinkling laugh as the full weight of her words hit me.No, it won’t be the same. There will still be grief when we wake up tomorrow morning and he isn’t there. When our pups are born without him standing next to me. When we have to discipline the pups, or have a fight with each other, or take down CCS. When our pups say their first words, or have their first day at school, or find their own mates.No, it won’t be the same. But at least we will see him. We can hold him. We can hear his voice and see his smile again, not just in our memories.It’s better than the nothingness that I thought we would have, the bla
I think I’m still sitting on the ground with Arya cradling me, but honestly, you could have told me that I had just been launched into outer space for a mission to Mars and I would have believed you. All I can see were the black depths of Selene’s eyes. I can’t hear anything but the roaring in my ears. I can’t feel anything but an intense chill. Demi-gods. Fucking demi-gods? Arya is the first of the two of us to find her voice. “You’ve got to me shitting me!” she whisper-shouts at the Mother. “Demi-gods? What the hell do you mean?” “You both have had so much pain in your lives.” Arya gives a dry snicker at that, but Selene continues, looking to me first. “Devin, you’ve dealt with feeling that you had to hide who you were, hiding your love for your first mate, all to appease some antiquated thought of what leadership should be. Arya…” The Mother gives a large, deep sigh. She cups her mouth and n
“You told me I would be safe here! That Mathias would have no control over my life if I joined the Artemis Pack!” I scream at the Goddess, spit flying and my face heating with my rage. I jump off of the pyre and take large strides toward Selene. “Does this look fucking safe to you?” I fling my hands back toward our mate’s lifeless body on the pyre.“Arya, I – “ Mother Selene starts, but I’m not done.By now, I have crossed the distance between us and am face to face with the Goddess inhabiting Declan’s body. “First, you take away my family and force me into that den of assholes, homophobes, and rapists. Then you put me in a situation where I had to reject my mates and allow my ‘packmates’ to beat the fuck out of me. But then you tell me that I’m safe and that Mathias won’t hurt me again.”I step into the Goddess’s inhabi
I stand behind Arya, Devin, and Xander’s mom’s chairs. Zak is to my left, directly behind Devin, and Charlie is seated directly behind Arya. They are holding Jared and Christine, bundled up against the night chill. All of our friends and family are gathered around us: Lauren, Clara, Meredith, and the other she-wolves around Arya and Xander’s mom, and Richard, Carl, and the other alphas around Devin. The pyres are set up in front of us. Arya and Devin have barely spoken since we found them. We still don’t know exactly what happened, only that Arya is Luna and Xander is gone. They sit, dried eyed, just staring at the wooden bed where their mate lays. The family members of the deceased are all dressed in white in their mourning, but Devin and Arya are both dressed in a deep forest green. One of the few things that Arya said was that her family dressed in the favorite color of the one who passed on. It was a way to honor th
Brandon and Hakeem stay with Devin, Arya, and Xander’s body while Gael and I slowly make our way to where the battle just stopped. There are a few skirmishes here and there, but nothing that our wolves can’t handle. Some wolves from the Blue Crescent Pack don’t like that they have a new alpha or that she’s a female or that she is…was mated to two males. Fuck ‘em. I don’t care what they like. Now that they’ve stopped fighting our people, they can go rogue or we can imprison them or we can kill them. It honestly doesn’t matter to me. This ache in my soul won’t go away. I’m missing my friend, my brother. Zak? Brandon? What happened? Charlie asks through the mindlink. We had kept our connection open throughout the battle, so Charlie knew everything that had we had shown her. But the severing of Xander’s bond with us had cost us a lot of energy and having the link open constantly was too draining.&
After linking Xander and Devin, we shift and run into the forest to aid our allies. We leave Naomi behind, taking control of her pack. She has mindlinked them all, ordering them to stop fighting. Most of them have stopped, but because she hasn’t officially taken control of the pack and had them swear fealty to her, they don’t have to listen. And not all of them do. There are some who thrived under Julian’s rule and are pissed. They are only a small group, but they are made up of some of the fiercest warriors that Julian had. And they have gone into the forest to help support Mathias. The good thing is that Jeb’s warriors had been absorbed into Julian’s, so by killing him, we took control of two-thirds of the warriors. And they were also pissed. They never wanted to be a part of this, let alone have their pack taken over by the “Bloody Rogue Prince,” their pet name for Julian. They had been pissed that Jeb ha