All Chapters of Hide and Seek: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I’m walking into the conference room where I left Rowen and Jacob when I hear Jacob’s crying. How do I know it’s Jacob? He’s my son. I know which child is crying the same way that I know their individual scents, their voices, and their touch. I had left Jacob and Rowen in here while I was working with Bella and Citra and their covens to start preparing healing potions, as well as offensive and defensive spells to prepare to fight the Riding Hoods. Jacob had been on edge for the last couple of days and I think it has to do with whatever the reason is that Alexander has taken off to see Xander and our families in Selene’s realm. I know that Jacob and Alexander depend on each other. It’s not hard to see the relationship between the two of them. I’ve known for years. They aren’t as discrete or clever as they think they are. Alexander is Jacob’s calm in the storm of his anger, his explosive and occasionally violent emotions. Without Alexander here, it isn’t a giant leap to

“Why are you helping us?” I ask Nyx for what seems like the one thousandth time. Normally, she gives a vague answer. “The is the wrong direction for the coven.” “My mother is too power hungry.” “This isn’t what I want to be.” But that isn’t enough of an answer. She’s started helping us gain our strength back. The high levels of silver in our chains had been hurting us and tamping down our wolves. She placed a spell above our skin beneath where the cuffs would rub, like an invisible adhesive that made it so that our skin wasn’t touched by the silver. It gave us a connection back to our wolves and helped us to heal, though we still couldn’t link outside of the cell because of magical wards that surrounded the building. That wasn’t something that she could do anything about without the witches noticing. She also was giving us more food and intel about what was going on around the coven. Like she was really prepping us to leave. I have to say, I thought it was some kind of t

“Focus on Chris’s face. On your feelings for her. Any scent that you remember,” Kayla says to me, her voice low and hypnotic. Little does she know, I remember everything about my mate. Ever since I left her the night before her birthday, she’s been in my dreams every night, replaying every memory that we have together. The fact that most of our time together was spent fucking each other’s brains out has led to some interesting mornings for me since I’ve been here. I pray to the Goddess that I wake up before Kayla does every morning because I either have to change my pants from having a wet dream or my cock is straining at my pants, so hard that even the friction of my clothing against it threatens to make me explode. If I wake up before her, I can at least take care of my erection. Otherwise, I have the most painful case of blueballs that won’t go away for what seems like hours. So, it’s not hard for me to envision Chris. The hardest part is for me not to go too far and sta

Goddess, how I’ve missed my mates. Both of them. I need their touch, their kiss, their affections. They are the other parts of my soul and I’m incomplete without them. And I’m as horny as I’ve ever been. We’re wolves. We have an extremely high sex drive and there has never been a day in our entire mated lives, other than when I initially rejected them, that Dev and I haven’t had sex. So, to go an entire week without him, to have the full moon upon us, and to be in Xander’s presence? Yeah, I’m fucking wetter than a duck in a rainstorm. I wore an oversized t-shirt and booty shorts, unsure of Alexander may be in the room when we popped into Xander’s living quarters. Thank the Goddess that he isn’t, because the second I smell both of my mates and feel their touch, I lose it. I need them. Both of them. Right now. “Why are you two wearing clothes?” Xander whines, trying to touch us both, but getting quickly frustrated when he can’t reach skin because clothing is in the way.

After showering and going another round in there, we dress and head out of our bedroom. Over the years, Xander has expanded the little room that Selene had given him to have alone time with us. Now, it was more of a little house. There was a large bathroom ensuite for us, but then there were also bedrooms for Alexander and Rowen, a game room, a large den, and a kitchen. When the boys were younger, they would sometimes spend entire weeks here with Xander, getting to know Arya’s family, Jacob’s parents, Charlie, and Xander. Though those who live in Selene’s realm didn’t NEED to sleep or eat, the boys still did, so expansions were made to Xander’s house. It was stocked with clothes for all five of us, our favorite foods, and games for the boys as they had grown up through the ages. The boys didn’t come for long visits anymore, but it wasn’t uncommon for them to spend a weekend or a day off with Xander a few times per month. Xander mindlinked Alexander and Charlie as we got dress