All Chapters of War of Threes: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

We seal Lily’s marks on her neck.  I nuzzle into her neck, scenting her skin.  Goddess, she’s beautiful.  I’ve always been fascinated by women, but definitely more attracted to men.  Kind of an 80/20 split in my attraction to men versus women.  But Lily just hit all of my buttons.  Her petite frame and features, gorgeous complexion, and earthy scent just did it for me.  I’d never thought that I would have a female mate, but the Goddess knew what she was doing when she made Lily for us.Seems like Diego’s tastes are a little more versatile.  Whereas I’m curvy with more defined features and a muscular frame, Lily is thinner, more delicate.  The only similarity between us was that we were both definitely exotic looking.  But Diego couldn’t seem to keep his eyes or hands off of us.

By the end of the month, the mating urge has slowed down.  It was helped a lot by the fact that most of the daily tasks could be delegated to Kristoff and Patrice.  My parents and Karamea’s parents helped as well, only coming to us for a few hours per day.  By Saturday, we are even able to spend several hours apart without the feeling that part of our soul is missing.Karamea’s parents have taken Tesoro under their wing and are showing him the duties of a beta.  My mother has taken it upon herself to work with mi reina, showing her the duties of a luna.  This was complicated by the fact that Declan and Lucille were also spending time with Karamea, trying to teach her about being an oracle.

Zak quickly informed all of the alphas and they all met in the dining hall of the Diana Pack.  Even Diego came, as this involved a battle on two fronts.  The Alphas and Gammas discussed strategy while the Betas and Deltas were out among the warriors splitting up who was to go where, who was to stay and the logistics of getting so many wolves where they needed to go. Within an hour, we have two groups loaded into vehicles and heading to the Blood Moon and Shadow packs.  Doctors, nurses, and volunteers are also loading up supplies and medications to follow two hours behind us.  Zak and Gael were attempting to reach both alphas by phone to warn them and get them to evacuate, but their phones went unanswered.  That wasn’t a good sign. Devin, Arya, and I were in charge of the group heading to the Shadow Pack.  Our warriors consisted o

“Arya!  Arya!  FUCK!”  I’m about to throw my phone when I get a ping telling me I have a text.  It’s the directions from Isaac.  I quickly memorize them and link them to the entire pack.  I show the phone to Hakeem and Bethany and they link the details to their packs as well. I shift and start running.   Shouldn’t we come up with a plan? Jeremy links me. Mathias’s shitheads are already there.  Our mate, our warriors, and 75 innocent she-wolves are in danger.  If you want to stay behind and formulate a plan, be my guest.  My voice is a savage growl in my head as I run through the woods towards my mate.  These men are fucking animals.  Obviously better trai

I feel my rage boiling as I stand watching our wolves unload the dead wolves from the APCs and putting them on the funeral pyres.  I’m standing on the back veranda, looking down the hill into the empty field that will be used tonight for the funeral services.  Two hundred and fifty dead wolves.  Two hundred and fifty mates feeling the link sever forever, families torn apart, by what?  One asshole’s bigotry?  Because one guy didn’t agree with someone else’s life choices, all these wolves died. Granted other packs joined him, but would they have started a war if he hadn’t?  Or would they have just grumbled about it?  Would these wolves still be alive if Mathias had never come to my territory?  If I hadn’t insisted that we wouldn’t hide our mates? “Lollipop, what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”  I fee