I apologise for the silence. I am slowing down and resting. 🙏🏾
~Noah~ Speechless was the best word to describe how I felt when Winter wrapped her arms around me from the joy of the gift Sebastien and I had prepared for her and Summer. I didn't think it would have this effect on her, but it almost seemed as if I had handed her the world. Usually, Seb and I don't care about people's feelings and needs, but these women had come into our lives, and we were breaking our personal rules, like wrapping my arms around her when she hugged me. I don't do hugs, but I held on tightly. I could feel her joy, and as her tears stained my skin, I could only imagine what she and Summer went through. Where they came from, their fears, dreams, and aspirations. I could bet everything happening to them seemed too good to be true as if it was a dream they would soon wake from. I held her so she would know she wasn't alone and I was here for her in the best way possible. I carried her with her arms and legs around me into the building. She let go of me when we ent
~Winter~ Joy filled within me when Noah showed me the bakery he and Sebastien had gifted Summer and me. It was a beautiful establishment, a tangible manifestation of their kindness—a rare and genuine gesture that touched my heart. I could imagine the aroma of freshly baked goods and the inviting atmosphere it would create, a haven that whispered promises of sweet success. However, the harmonious notes of joy were soon replaced by the dissonant chords of apprehension when Noah dropped the bombshell about the upcoming engagement party we were to attend tonight. My initial excitement twisted into knots of fear as I considered the potential outcomes of the event. The option to decline felt like a non-option, and while I didn't want to appear cowardly, the prospect of facing Brandon and Lesley cast a shadow over the celebration. Brandon always sought alliances and an end to the embargo that lingered on his packs. The engagement party seemed like another opportunity for him to further hi
~Winter~ I saw Sebastien and Summer in the living room when we entered Noah's home. They had just arrived from somewhere and were sorting out shopping bags along with two maids. Summer's eyes lit up when she saw me. We had yet to speak all day. She rushed toward me with excitement, and I hugged her. I knew why she was happy. I was, too. "Did you see it?" she asked, too excited to hide it. I can't remember if I had ever seen Summer this happy in our entire lives together. There was a shine in her eyes that chased the haunted look away. I hoped for her own good that it wasn't a momentary thing, and Sebastien was genuine because, just like me, it would crush her, maybe even worse than Brandon crushed me. I needed to use the restroom, so I led her to the stairs to Noah's bedroom. "Of course, I saw it," I said while we climbed the stairs. "It's huge, Sparkle. Bigger than what we hoped to open in Greenville. So glad we came here," she said, squealing. She was right. If anything, I
~Winter~ Noah shuffled me to the bed, his lips still on mine, tongues clashing. His tongue, probing and dominating mine. He tasted sweet, new, and different. I could taste and feel his need, and maybe he could taste mine, but I didn't plan to hold back, hide, or pretend the need wasn't the same for me because it was. It had been since he ate me last night and then blew my world away today. "I should make you happy more often, Conejita," he linked me while he lay me on the bed, still kissing me fiercely. Noah shuffled my clothes above my head, the need to get me naked evident in his movement. It was quick, and it was easy; soon, I was in nothing but my birthday suit, and there was no shame in me. Getting off the bed, he stepped back to admire me while I propped myself up with my elbows, looking at him. I looked at the hunger in his eyes that mirrored my own. The wetness between my thighs and the clenching in my core controlling my body at the moment. Lust and need filled the air,
~Noah~ Winter had taken me by surprise when she wrapped her lips around my cock. The woman was in tune with my body and needs; how could she not feel our bond? I didn't hold back when I pounded my hard, throbbing, needy cock in her mouth down to her throat. She gaged a couple of times but did not push me off. She could not take it all in, so she compensated the rest with her hand, which was okay. "Eyes on me, Conejita," I said while I fucked her mouth. She looked up at me, and she looked beautiful with her lips wrapped around my hard erect cock. I used my other hand to sensually wipe away some drool on the side of my lips, caressing the corner of her mouth in the process. "This mouth was made for my cock, Conejita," I said, pumping. The image of her riding my fingers reeled continuously in my mind's eyes. I wished I could just take her, but the engagement dinner was important. "This mouth is mine," I said, staking my claim, and she did not protest even though I knew she harboure
~Noah~"You two finally graced us with your presence," Anthony said, approaching us right about the time we reached Adrian and Harper.Looking at him, I could say that we put a lot of effort into our outfits. He just had on a black T-shirt and blue jeans."What the fuck, Anthony, this isn't a picnic," Harper said, taking offence at his appearance, and he shrugged."What? This was the best I could do on short notice. It wasn't my fault that they decided to move it up. They should be happy I even showed up," he said, looking at me with a big grin."Right, Noah?" he said, almost moaning the 'Noah' part and looking at Winter. Her cheeks reddened immediately."I am Anthony Corrigan, by the way," he said, extending a handshake, but I didn't let Winter shake him. I didn't want him to touch her. Instead, I squeezed his hand, and he faked being in pain."What the fuck, Noah? The lady needs an introduction," he said and smiled at Winter."You have an enchanting voice, by the way," he said, winki
~Winter~ I felt a bit awkward by Noah's side, but he kept his promise, never letting me out of his sight. Leaving him so I could search for Summer was important. I was becoming a bit uncomfortable around his friends and his family members, and I needed a little break from them. I moved through the crowd, trying my best not to keep eye contact with anyone. The truth was this wasn't our crowd, and I wanted the night over with so we could head home. I arrived at the restroom right around the time Summer was stepping out. I could tell she had thrown up. It was something she did whenever she was nervous, and this crowd was making us nervous. Just then, a waiter walked past us with drinks on a tray, and I was about to reach for it when I decided against it at the last minute. I wouldn't deny that the entire ordeal with Brandon had made me somehow develop a drinking problem. Being a closet alcoholic wasn't a good thing, and I was trying my best to overcome it. The champagne did no
~Summer~ I got worried when Lesley decided to make us a spectacle at the event. I had just thrown up in the bathroom from nerves, and my breath wasn't fresh, hence my silence all through the episode with Lesley. Sebastien was introducing me to a lot of people, and it made me nervous. I hadn't met so many elites in my entire life. It was normal for my nerves to work up. I also knew that was why I found Winter at the bathroom door. She might not have gone into the bathroom, but the fact that she was standing there waiting for me meant she was facing the same challenges. Nerves. I didn't miss Winter's efforts to avoid alcohol. I had noticed her love for the poison right after the blue moon incident. I didn't call her out because I knew she was dealing with a lot. But the fact that she always reeked of alcohol or always had a drink in her hand spoke volumes. Seeing her make an effort indicated Noah was good for her; it also worried me about what would happen when he ended it. Anyway,
I want to start by saying I'm truly sorry for the short chapters. It seems there are now "ideal word count limits" to adhere to. I deeply regret the prolonged silence, but I've been grappling with severe health issues lately, and I'm still in the throes of recovery. I couldn't bear to leave this book neglected for too long, so I pushed through to the end so you all could move on. I do hope to return with a new story soon, and hope you will all be there, but for now, I must concede and focus on recuperating. The silence weighs heavy on me, and I truly hope you enjoyed the story and its conclusion. This marks the final instalment in the DSOF series. Perhaps one day, I'll pen Eleanor's tale, but I'm hesitant to make any promises I may not be able to fulfil. Please bear with me, dear readers and co-writers, and know that I cherish each and every one of you dearly. I will miss you all immensely. I love you all.❤️❤️❤️🙏🏾🙏🏾🤗🤗
~Winter~ A year passed, and all the struggles were a distant memory. Now, we were hosting the gathering in the East, and Summer, Chelsea and I had gone over time. Chelsea was a new mother now. She and Ethan had wasted no time. They claimed each other and got married the next month. Normally, we all thought they would wait, but two months later, she was pregnant, and a lovely girl named Evangeline was the product. Evangeline was a beautiful blonde baby, and we all loved her. We were new moms ourselves, and Summer and I couldn't carry Evangeline as much as we would like. I had twins, and they were adorable. Both of them looked like Stepanovs, and I wondered if my genes ever stood a chance. My daughter's name was Michelle, and My son's name was Frederick. They were adorable, and I loved them so much. Summer had a son, and she and Sebastien named Him Leonardo after Sebasteins's father. He was cute and looked a lot like his grandfather, but he had green eyes like Summer. She w
Ethan I was nervous about seeing Chelsea. Although we said it wouldn't matter if we weren't fated, I didn't know why I was suddenly nervous. I had never cared for anyone the way I cared for her, and I knew it was the same for her. So I wondered why I was unwilling to see her tonight. Her eighteenth birthday was in a few hours, and I had promised to be the first person to see her, but my heart was beating fast. I had stayed away from the house all evening, avoiding her. She said she would spend the time with me, and Noah had confirmed that she was in our home. Though not showing, we found out after the wedding that Summer and Winter were pregnant, and they were very peckish, so Chelsea always brought them snacks. Although Summer and Winter had planned a party for her, it wasn't going to take place until the evening of her birthday. It had been torture waiting these months, and now it was finally time for me to make her mine. I never planned to be with anyone except for her, so
~Gemma~ It had finally come to this, and after the crowd and everyone had left, Lucas and I drove home from the estate. Although our wedding took place at the estate, I was now at Rivers, and my man was taking me home. How could I have tried to make it difficult for him? He was genuinely in love with me. Our union was embraced by both families, and Katalina was a thing of the past. The fact that nothing had ever transpired between her and Lucas made me relax. I didn't feel guilty one bit. Lucas had had some girlfriends, but he was mine now. He pulled me to his body in the back seat of the limo that was taking us home. Lucas crashed his lips on mine, drinking me in. Our wolves had claimed each other in the eyes of all and the moon. He was mine through and through. The moment the bond formed, I knew I had found my forever love. I kissed him. Every fibre of my being was burning with desire. I wanted him. My body craved him. He had made love to me severally since we returne
~Winter~ The day of the blue moon had finally arrived, and I was consumed with nerves like never before. I'd been down this road once, and it hadn't ended well. As I veiled my face, my eyes met Summer's, resplendent in her wedding attire. Her touch on my hand offered reassurance. "It won't be like last time, Winter. This is real," she whispered, her words calming my racing heart. I nodded, believing this time would be different. Noah's love was steadfast. Lady Amelia entered the tent, her eyes alight with happiness. In her hands were two ornate jewellery boxes, undoubtedly meant for us. "You both look stunning tonight," she beamed, her words touching my soul. Lady Amelia loved us as a mother would her child; she cherished us as much as her own sons, a rare bond that set her apart. Approaching me, she unveiled the contents of the box meant for my adornment. A breathtaking gold necklace adorned with sapphire stones and dazzling diamonds lay nestled within. It was a masterpiece. "I
~Noah~ Three weeks passed, and the dust finally settled when the fugitives were apprehended by an angry mob of people eager to prove to their monarch that they were sorry for allowing themselves to be used and deceived into hindering progress. They had killed Kane and Ramos, leaving Gavin and Moses. I could bet that the only reason why they left Gavin and Moses, judging by the state they were in when they brought them, was because they wanted to deliver them to the authorities. They were battered, and silver was clamped on their wrist. I wished I had witnessed the mog action. Some parts of it were in the news. With the way the people surrounded them. They had no choice. It was a battle lost before it started. They had sprayed them silver dust to incapacitate them and then beat Kane and Ramos to death while they chained Gavin and Moses for judgment. I guess the King's words, coupled with my father's words and show of disappointment, got to them. Indeed, they had unknowingly helped
~Anthony~ My wolf was urging me to bridge the gap and assert our claim, but I remained dumbfounded. Frankly, I never imagined it would happen, especially not with Aspen. Here I was, enamoured with Chelsea, even competing with Ethan for her attention, when all along, it was Aspen who held my heart. Was Aspen the catalyst for my feelings for Chelsea? I realised I often encountered her before seeing Chelsea, yet I was too preoccupied with Chelsea to consider Aspen. I remember my first time at the orphanage; she was the one at the door greeting us, and she was particularly nice to me. On the second occasion, I went there, I ended up spending time with her. She opened up to me, telling me what she wouldn't dare tell anyone. The bond had been rearing its head, and I was too stubborn to realise it. She was the one who came to celebrate the victory with me when I was feeling lonely. It was her all along. Fate threw me her way severally and put her in my face, but my desires did not allo
~Anthony~ I waited for Aspen to pack her belongings in the evening so we could leave. I was going to leave the next day, as I had told Ethan, but my father had urged me to leave immediately. Everyone had gone back home, so waiting was pointless. Luis was around, though, and he planned to leave the next day. I was the only one still in Mountain, so I could understand when my parents asked me to go home. I escorted Aspen to her father's house so she could pack her belongings, and I went there with warriors just in case the man was being funny. I knew this was the right thing for her. If she stayed there any longer, she would end up dead. One day, he would take it too far and leave the silver on her a little too long for her body to recover. I had no obligations towards her, but I could not ignore her cry for help. Kirill was outside, and he looked at me, angry and powerless. He knew it was over. I was a lord so there was nothing he could do but just stew in his anger. "You c
~Leo~ As we made our way there, Ethan and Sebastian, accompanied by Summer and another girl who seemed to share the same origins as Summer and Winter, clung to Ethan. The girl wore a t-shirt with the words "Victory: because Adulthood is overrated" printed on it. Seeing how the girl and Ethan clung to each other, I knew they were together. They walked to me quickly, and Summer let go of Sebastian and hugged Amelia tightly. "We missed you; we were worried and scared," She confessed, and Amelia rubbed her back lovingly as a mother would hug her child. "I heard you fought well, Luna," she teased Summer, and Summer broke the hug with tears in her eyes. She was overjoyed to see us. She hugged me, too, but she didn't say anything. I looked at Ethan, and he had a straight face, but I could tell he was hiding his emotions. Amelia pulled him to a hug. "I am so proud of you, son," She said, and he held on to her; his hands shook, and I could tell he had feared the worst. Breaking the hug,