All Chapters of Trinity of Power: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

“Arya! Devin! Xander! We gave you two hours. Time to come out!” my mother calls through the door.I love my family. I love my family. I chant through the mindlink to my mates. It’s great to see them every time we come here. I love my family.I truly am grateful to the Goddess that I get to see all of my family, my entire pack, and Isaac and Lacey each time we visit Xander. But our time here is limited. Yes, time moves differently in the Goddess realm—every one hour between dusk and dawn on Earth stretches into two here. And we don’t get tired or need to eat. But even with that, our time still feels short.And this is only the second time Dev and I have come here. Everything is new, not just for us, but for the wolves we finally get to see again. Our visit puts us in high demand. My parents, the smallest children in my pack—everyone wants to talk to me. Isaac and Lacey want updates about Jakey. Brandon’s mom, Kimberly, and his sister, Candice, want to talk to Dev about Carl and Brandon.

I wake to the feeling of sparks dancing up and down my body, concentrated mostly around my cock.I open my eyes and glance down.“Awww, fuck! Citra, baby. That feels so fucking good.”Citra’s plump, perfect lips are wrapped around the head of my cock. Her violet-blue eyes flick up to mine as she slowly lowers her mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks harder.I groan, my hands sliding to the back of her head.I don’t take control yet, letting her have her fun.The peppery, tangy scent of her arousal fills my nostrils, making my wolf preen inside my head. I tighten my grip in her hair, my body humming with pleasure.Over the last few weeks of Citra’s pregnancy, she’s been insatiable—wanting sex at least three times a day.Not that I’m complaining.My wolf and I are thriving with the attention we’re getting from our mate. Especially since her preferred method of foreplay is sucking me off to completion.Again, not complaining.Citra is the best I’ve ever had—and not just because she’s

One Month Later…Finally, the last group of wolves has arrived in our new territory—the Meteoric Rise territory.Fuck, I hate that name.I can’t wait to change it tonight.Tonight, at Slade’s ascension ceremony, we’ll also be renaming the pack. Slade and our leadership have kept a tight lid on the new name. Our pack knows it’s changing—but they don’t know what it will be.Too many opinions. Too much debate. Ain’t nobody got time for that shit.Tonight is going to be big.I will be officially recognized as Luna, with Slade as Alpha. We’ll be inducting a new Beta, Gamma, and Delta. Michael will be instated as our Oracle.And then—the name change.The pack mark on all of us will shift—a mark created by the Goddess herself.It’s going to be a long, involved ceremony.Because of that, we’ve decided to wait before introducing Nathan as the Alpha heir. He’s only five, and since returning to our old territory, he’s had a lot to deal with.We both have.Both Nathan and I have had to step up our

“Where are we supposed to meet them again?” Chloe asks me.My mates and I are sitting in the parking lot of a Walmart in some no-name town in the middle of Louisiana.The car is nondescript, registered to a straw man company Hakeem had set up—a dead-end trail leading to an account in the Caymans.We had already eaten Bella’s potion-steeped apple before leaving, rendering our DNA useless to the Riding Hoods’ location spells.“That diner across the road.” I glance at the dashboard clock. “We still have another hour.”My voice is tense with anxiety.Today, my mates and I are joining the hunt for the Riding Hoods.Two days ago—the morning after Naomi and Slade’s ascension—they pulled the three of us into their office.They asked us to keep the conversation private—even from Corinda.Then, they laid out their theory:Someone else is feeding information to the Riding Hoods.It wasn’t a new suspicion.Everyone had thought about it.But Naomi and Slade wanted to act on it.They needed eyes on

We roll up to the diner where we’re meeting Chloe, Casen, and Severn about five minutes before the scheduled time. Through the window, I spot them at a booth, a waitress setting down drinks.“Thank the Goddess they’re sitting down to eat. When was the last time we had cooked food that didn’t taste like a fucking tin can?” Gregory exhales in relief, already unbuckling his seatbelt and hopping out.I’d laugh at him if I didn’t feel the exact same way. Gregory and I are the ones meeting up with the newly formed trio, bringing them back to our group of trackers. We’re about ten in total, and once these three are settled, three of ours will finally get to head home—well, after a day or two of training and debriefing.We step into the diner, nodding at the waitress before heading toward CCS’s table.I extend my hand toward the only wolf I’ve actually met, Casen. “Hey, man. How was the trip?”He clasps my wrist in the old-world greeting, a smile spreading across his face. “Good, man. Good to