All Chapters of Heart of the Bayou Beasts: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

BriThere was something off about the boat coming. The Dark Oungan, I realized.“Whatever happens Mela, stay behind me, I don't think I need to tell you this, but remember I'm the good guy, no matter what game I'm forced to play to ensure we both including the pup survive, I'm not taking chances and that may mean I have to play a part or become something darker then what is coming.” Her eyes found mine in the darkness letting her see the last bit of glow before I pushed the magic down, letting the darkness swallow the light. I could taste her anxiety and apprehension with my own. The water sloshed from a soft wake alerting me.“Wyatt?” I asked, risking my senses to stretch.“Yes.”“Did you find them?”“Yes, Ma sha.”“Make it quick.” “Bri?”“Protect our boys first, I've got this, but come quick.” Then I blocked him and the effort of bracing against him barreling against that barrier I had created between us, caused me to elicit a stifled whine. Mela gripped my hand as I bit my lip

Bri“Are you safe with him?” I asked my eyes watching in the direction the men took my kill, who still suffered slowly, and I sickeningly relished it. “Yes, I bear his children. He may snarl and growl at me but he will not harm me,” Mela let me know.“How many?” I asked.“This will be the fifth,” she let me know. I sighed, I understood but a longing in me choked my words.“I can't give them that,” I admitted.“You can, but you refuse to. You are lucky most Alphas don't consider the female, they just claim what they want,” she admitted.“I am blessed,” I agreed. “I hate myself for everything I will leave behind,” I confessed.“In the end, you must put yourself above them all, your destiny is your own making, things don't always go your way with fate, but in the end, you rule it, don't let it consume you. If I had I would have lost him long ago,” Mela offered wisely. I shrugged, my mind not able to see past the inevitable impasse. Mela sagged. “What are you going to do with these two

BriWyatt and I slept from afternoon, to deep into the night rousing only with Oh Henry’s call to the rising dawn. Wyatt had insisted on “Breakfast” in bed. I gripped his sandy locks as he worked and devoured me into a limp, panting, mess. He chuckled from between my thighs, his eyes meeting mine, as he licked his lips. His fingers trailed over my still trembling thighs as he watched me.“I'm going to go make you some coffee and then I'll get breakfast sorted,” He said, sitting up before getting out of bed and pulling on his pants, forgoing the shirt. All I could manage in my hazy satisfaction was a “mmmhmm,” in agreement. I tucked the sheets over my lower half and enjoyed the warmth of the rising sun on my face and chest. A Barred owl called from somewhere nearby and I found myself reaching out looking for anything amiss. Finding none, I picked up the book on the nightstand. It was one of my father’s. It was time to get serious, to put the pieces together of what Mother Dearest had i

WyattThis is how I ended up growly and perturbed as my eyes scanned around while Lou jumped the dock and tied the boat off. Bri had her hair tucked under the hood of Beau’s oversized hoodie. Attempting to look small. She ducked her head tossing her bag over her shoulder, she even shoved her feet in a pair of Claude’s shoes which were two sizes too big. And looked little more than a teenager, boy or girl an outsider couldn't discern if it was Bri or Claude in those clothes. I searched for over-assessing gazes as Bri hopped expertly to the dock from the boat, she leaned casually against a pylon. We had argued about us both going. She was worried about the boys and so was I but it was safer to do this now before her mother realized she lost her bloodhound in the Bayou. Any meetings would have a very short window of safety before I insisted on a sort of shutdown where we monitored every person and thing just outside our territory and rebuilt the old defenses. Bri just followed me withou

WyattI felt like I was walking my Moonbeam across enemy lines as I struggled to refrain from tucking her into me and keeping up the ruse for the humans at least that one of the boys had come with me. The shifters would smell her a mile away once the wind shifted. We climbed up the steps to the trailer office Beau’s scent on his hoodie thankfully hid hers marginally as I rapped on the door. She leaned against the jam of the door still depicting that moody teenage angst. “Careful Ma’ Sha,” I murmured as I felt her agitation leak. She’d be walking in there guns blazing. An eerie glow sparked in her gaze as she glanced up at me from the shadow of that hood. It froze me in place. The door opened and Bri pushed past Conner inside he looked up at me before glancing back at Bri. One look and he turned to the guy inside and said.“We will discuss this later. I have an issue to take up here with Wyatt. The human stood from the seat barely giving Bri a glance before shying away from me on his