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"Or the shed could become a target that ends our lives when they retaliate and blast it to oblivion, Sven," I warned, the weight of our precarious situation settling heavily in my chest once again.Christ, on every avenue we look down, there is bloodshed and upset. There is also the vast possibility that Bianca will be taken and harmed because of her father's previous choices to seek out the help of the Densels.What did he need so badly to give them Bianca in payment anyway?Does Bianca even know?That's not something I want to dredge up, so I refuse to ask the question aloud.Sven sighed, his brow furrowed in thought, the light casting shadows across the determined lines of his face. "Well, what choice do we have, Niko? Every avenue we consider seems to lead us further down a path towards doom. Perhaps we could turn the boat to our advantage; it's more cover than we have right now," he argued as he spanned his arm around us to the open beach where there was no cover for as long as m

Niko "There are several islands here that the Mafia own. It could be any one of them," Sven added, his voice carrying an edge of frustration. "We were below ground, I think," Bianca interrupted as I was about to agree. I could feel the instant stiffness of her body, the upset moving through her, but it was a start and a memory, nevertheless."Underground?" I echoed, intrigued. "When they dragged me from the boat, we walked through untouched woodland for a while until we encountered a metal door. The screech of that door reminds me of the safe house on the Moretta's island. It was so cold as we descended the stairs for what felt like an eternity. I wore nothing but my nightdress, shivering and stumbling as Gerald pushed me forward with impatience," she recounted, her breath hitching at the memory. "Air conditioning, perhaps?" Sven speculated, glancing between us with a hint of uncertainty as I added yet another Densel brother to my shit list."No. No air conditioning. It was just c

NikoNavigating the rusted, creaky gate was no simple feat; every ounce of determination surged through Sven as he pushed against the stubborn metal, and the metal cutters made deep gouges. With a final, grating screech, the gate fell into the shallow water. We emerged into the vast expanse of the ocean, where the gentle waves lapped playfully at our feet, their cool touch a refreshing balm against the heat. The tide still lingered at a miraculously low point, revealing the soft, grainy sand beneath us where little fish moved with speed through the water. I glanced up at the sun, its golden rays beginning to dip towards the horizon—four p.m. or later, I guessed—a stark reminder that time was slipping away, making way for an evening of darkness, the same evening I prayed for just an hour or so ago. Ignoring the sharp throb in my shoulder, I leapt into the inviting water, avoiding the metal we just littered inside, a cascade of salty spray invigorating my senses as it splashed against

Continued: "Don't push me away," he demands, a fierce intensity behind his eyes, ignoring my little spill of why it's hard to be a daughter in this life. That only brings me to his life, and I realise he wasn't treated in the same manner as, say, Luca was. And for a moment, I realise how pigheaded I'm being. Niko does know what it's like to be used; he's been used by everyone around him his whole life."Then stop. Please," I plead, my voice trembling as the weight of my words hangs heavily in the air.It's honestly not Niko I'm begging; it's myself because of all times, my mind chooses now to allow images to run unbidden in my mind of that night when my father delivered me, signed and sealed my fate before me and then had the audacity to watch my rape as if it were a sitcom as his youngest child was being mutilated. The sound of my voice begging for a choice in a shitty situation has me recoiling from myself in disgust. I should have remained silent, taken what he did and held onto

BiancaI find myself grappling with an instinctive urge to keep Niko at arm's length, even though deep down, I know I shouldn't. It's a reflexive response to the very question he poses—one I once asked myself the moment Franko insisted I be tracked. The memories of that time are shrouded in a dense fog, a haze that has always engulfed me. I've never truly wished to revisit the details of those tumultuous days—just a year and a half ago, yet they feel like a lifetime away.Ignorant bliss had once wrapped itself around me like a warm blanket, providing comfort until this very moment. But now, an unsettling curiosity gnaws at me: what truly transpired in those lost hours? Why has everything slipped through the cracks of my memory, leaving only shadows in its wake?"How are they tracking you?" His words hang like a prison glass divider between us."I don't know. Maybe they're bluffing," I shrug defensively. How am I to tell him I remember the rape and nothing else? As if that was the mos

Continued: "What you did up there—.""Anyone would have stopped you from walking out there," Bianca overtalks me."No, Bee. Only someone that l—.""Anyone would have saved you, Niko.""Thank you." I tried another avenue, but even those words seemed to hit her like a blade."You're welcome. We need to move; staying in one place is likely to kill us," she tugs on my hand."Promise me something, Bee?" I pull her back when she slips away to move in Sven's direction."Let's walk," she moves, our arms outstretched as I remain still."Don't protect me again. I'm your husband; it's my job to—.""No, Niko. You're my husband. Which is exactly why I would put my life on the line for you. We're a team, or did these last few days teach you nothing?" she spits angrily."I've never had to work with someone I hold so dear before," I admit sheepishly.She snorts, laughing ironically at the blatant lie that just left my lips, or so she thinks. But the truth is I've never wanted to protect someone as m

Zeus's POVThey say evil rules the world, and I'd like to agree wholly especially as I watch Hati finally take the child that will soon become the queen of the earth realm.Theseus died some years ago at my hand as we fought for the title of god. I took his wonderful wife in as my prisoner, indebting her to me at the promise I would let her child, and the grandchildren live peacefully.But I did no such thing. Bringing Theo, Khai and Lilith here to the god realm to be my prisoners with their dear children as they also live out their lives locked within the house they cannot leave.Most believed Theseus would win, that he would take over from me, including his family.But love weakens you, and Goddess Adophen aided me in his demise.She has the gift of projection, and she distracted him easily as she projected herself as his wife and then daughter, taking his concentration and that love that is not a man’s best friend.I'm thankful for her, and I promised her that her daughter and son

15 years LaterHati's POVThe time has come, my beautiful Lorrie has come into her wolf, and I can feel the mate bond calling for her.She's been feeling it too, and though I've kept myself away for the last week I cannot stop the inevitable for much longer.Belle has given her blessing, she's taking the other kids, all five of them, out to the other house for the weekend to give me time with Lorrie alone.It's time for me to claim my mate and create the Luna our pack deserves.So I have Calley cook us dinner, stopping her twice to take her in uncompromising positions as she mutters her disapproval very loudly.And then I lock her down in the cells below the house for the remainder of the weekend intent on making sure she knows her place within this pack.Soon she'll have to answer to Lorrie instead of Belle. She'll have to bow down to her luna's disappointment and she's already made a distant enemy of Aspen over the years."Bring me the luna," I demand to Belle as she gathers our chi

Hati's POVTrue to a wolf pregnancy Belle is only pregnant for around nine weeks, her belly swelling fast as she grows my pup within her.And one fateful night as the wind howls and the rain falls she starts her labour as we lay our son to sleep.Lorrie refuses to go down and starts to get in the way as Belle circles on the floor through her pain as Lorrie tries to hold onto her mothers hands."Mama, up," she cries asking for up as she outstretched her arms up to Belle who looks to me for help as she winces once more."Calley," I yell out, intent on having Lorrie away from this ordeal, knowing I have no one else I'd rather trust with the child.Yes she might well have an ulterior motive, but I have no doubt that she would die for this kid. Anyway, I don't want to scar the child, I don't want her to remember her mother in pain when I want her to have only good memories of her.It takes Calley a moment but she comes, knocking on the door in her pj's as she looks at the vision before he

One Year LaterHati's POVLorrie has turned into a funny little thing. She's walking and talking in toddler gibberish and I fall in love with her more everyday as she fills our life with fun and happiness.I can see why Celeste matched her soul to Aspens. She's spunky, confident and happy just like Aspen has always been. We ended up relocating around three to four months ago, coming out of hiding, leaving the continental US.Now we live in the very green Scotland, in the rainy United Kingdom.We've decided to try and blend in, whilst living in the middle of nowhere.It's been an adjustment weather wise, but we really don't come by people often, and the home we brought is surrounded by acres of green forest which is perfect for us to shift.And shift we must, because the lack of shifting causes aging, and that brings problems regarding healing one's self because our bodies resort to being only human.And I have a surprise for you, something I never imagined or cared for but equally was

Khai's POV"Aaah!" She screams as pain radiates through her mid region. I hadn't expected her to wake from her nap in pain, I also hadn't expected her to tell me we won't be finding Lora but she did that to and despite knowing she probably has the gifts to see such things, I deny her allegations and pretend that we will find her. To say she took me off guard would be an understatement but all I could do was call for Theo Lilith has gone into labour a whole week before she's due but I think that's normal for multiple pregnancy but no less scary as she freaks at the pain and wails into my shoulder.She labours in bed, standing up and even in the shower.The whole time crying for Lora, feeling as if she might be replacing her with the children coming out from within her tummy.Sadness fills the room and the three of us did not enjoy the birth process at all.Our sons entered the world screaming loudly, clearing their lungs within minutes of each other and though Theo and I wanted to c

Lilith's POVDane is adamant that Damian isn't dead and equally as adamant that I can use my memory to summon where his whereabouts.Apparently the witch side of me can teleport, and that's a given because I have done before but never have I teleported to a person specifically, only a place.But the more I think about it, the more it makes sense.Of course it does, if I can summon a place, then I can summon a person, right?I just have to practice, apparently. It still astounds me how much he knows about me when most know nothing about me at all.And it just so happens that I feel closest to him out of anyone I've met.I'm having a bad day today, pain is radiating along my back, a sharp stabbing pain accompanying it whenever I stand for to long.I think it's the twins, my boys that are currently safe within me.I miss Lora.I miss Calley.Heck, I even miss Lucas.I can only hope that one of them with with my baby girl, that they are doing everything in their power to protect her from

Continued: "Do you have money?" Sven barrages me with questions. "Yes," I nod, but in the same instance, I frown. It's all fucking digital, every last penny. "What?" they both mirror my horror. "Applepay, it's traceable," I mumble. "May I?" Bianca asks for my main phone, and I pass it to her without question. Only a second later, she turns it back to my face. She's downloading a banking app, and I'm not sure where she's going with this. "Use that," she stipulates with indifference as I glance down at the phone, reading her father's name on the card now residing in my wallet. I nod, but I'm not sure I will use it. There has to be another way; I think to myself as we walk in unison to the counter, Sven standing on our six until I ask him to step closer. "Do you have any cash at all?" I request eagerly. "No," he shakes his head. Swearing softly to myself, a profound sense of unease settles in as I contemplate the idea of using Bianca's father's money. The truth is, i

Niko This morning, an unsettling instinct crept into my mind—a gut feeling or perhaps a sixth sense—that today was poised to take a dark turn. With this foreboding hovering over me, I pulled Sven aside before Bianca even woke up. The weight of unpreparedness settled heavily on my shoulders. I had nothing that I usually had at my fingertips, and I couldn't shake the echo of Alexandra's words: living without permission but forever at the forefront of my thoughts. When I arrived on this isolated island, I came armed with the weapons that had adorned me on my wedding day—two knives and two guns with only one round in each, reminders of a day when I was meant to be the groom, not the protector. It wasn't until just a few days ago that I finally reclaimed my phone, another lifeline to reality. A wave of unease washed over me as I stepped off the boat. It felt as if I was walking into my impending fate. I turned to Sven, my voice low and steady, asking him to gather everything we neede

Continued: As I sat there, my mind wandered to Alexandra. Would she be joining us on the flight home? The mere idea of enduring her incessant chatter for an entire journey left me feeling uneasy. I could already imagine her animated and unrelenting voice filling the cabin as we soared through the clouds, unable to escape one another.My thoughts then drifted to Niko and how the familiarity of home might alter our dynamic. Would the ease we shared during this honeymoon transform back into the more complex opposition we had previously experienced? It would be disingenuous to say these questions didn't preoccupy me. However, Niko kept his silence, and I found myself caught in the web of my own musings, choosing not to voice my uncertainties. The air around us was thick with unspoken words, and I remained wrapped in quiet contemplation as we readied ourselves with Sven on his boat.The journey to the mainland was tumultuous, with the ocean raging against the boat's sides as we travelled

Bianca I hate to admit the days pass with blinding speed, but we fit as much sex and physical touch into them as we possibly can, and in the times between, we do a lot of talking, exploring one another and our future and how that might look upon leaving this island. We fuck in the hot tub, on the kitchen counter, with hushed giggles at the thrill of potentially being caught, fucking against the window I can't help but stare out of when I'm standing in the bedroom. Soft sensual sex in bed, hard fucking from behind when I tease him about something, and he just can't keep his hands off of me. That has got to be my favourite, but I've not voiced that to him. My sexual appetite has doubled, if not tripled, in such little time that I wonder where my need has arisen from. But similarly, our need to explore what one another wants to uncover itself. As our conversations flowed seamlessly from one topic to the next, we found ourselves wrapped in a captivating exchange that lasted two

Continued: My previous thoughts of not forcing this on her and making her happy in our forced marriage chose this exact time to crop up, my teeth grinding in annoyance as I looked at her thoughtfully. "Niko," she breathes my name, making me move to sit up further. Our chests come together as I reach to kiss her neck. I reach around her waist and pluck the bottoms bows just as she had the tops so they float off in the water as the bubbling swirl that's them under their wings. "You're beautiful," I murmur against the skin of her neck. "Please," she begs. Fuck the beg is almost my undoing; in fact, my cock pulsates at that one word, and yet I find myself exercising complete control to elongate this as far as I can. Instead, I kiss along her collarbone before moving down her breast, sucking her nipple into my mouth to pebble it. I rhythmically lavish it with attention before I release it with a pop so I can move on to its twin. "Bianca." I grin when I pop the second one fro

Niko The morning unfolds with unexpected tranquillity, the sun streaming through the windows and casting warm golden rays across the room that was yesterday shrouded in intense darkness. This ease, however, only amplifies my thoughts, drawing me into a spiral of self-doubt and guilt, haunted by the reality that Bianca faced danger because of my actions. As evening descends, the sky blushes with hues of pink and orange, and we find ourselves ensconced in the soothing embrace of the hot tub. The gentle warmth of the water contrasts with the cool air, wrapping us in a cocoon of serenity while Sven eagerly busies himself, constructing a makeshift bedroom for his stay. The humid air carries the faint scent of cedar and the distant sounds of nature, creating a false sense of security. Our trio had engaged in deep discussions about Sven's plans as we ate breakfast, each idea shared like a lifeline, reinforcing the belief that having another person around would heighten our chances of

Sebastian There's something about dressing in a tux. The soft material clings in all the right places because it was made solely for you to move in. It's nice to be dressed so impeccably The charcoal grey suits me, or so Bethany once said. I've worn a tux five times in my life. Once for prom, once to meet with the big boys at work for the first time, once for the funeral of my first wife. And twice for marrying the women I love. I'm dressed in the same tux today that I used to marry Beth, the same that I buried her in, and now I'm marrying Cassidy in it, too. This tux has brought me immense pleasure and equal amounts of pain. But I can't be upset; I can't find fault in it. For my life is perfect, even amongst the darkest amount of pain. You never know the value of a moment; you never know when the last breath might be taken. So find happiness in the mix of sadness, and you'll be whole... like I am. Cassidy I hadn't believed I would ever marry again; I thought my life e

Sebastian "What's he like?" Melody asks me as I walk her through the halls of the hospital where Cassidy resides with my son.Our son. The little human being that has completed my family.I can't wait for Melody to meet him, and I can't wait for our life to begin as a family of four.If you had asked me five years ago whether I would find happiness again, I might well have told you I'd die before that happened.I lost my wife, my first wife and Melody lost her mother. But the world moves in mysterious ways, and my world sure aligned to bring me a happiness I didn't know I needed.I miss Beth wholly, deeply, in fact.But I know now she sent me Cassidy as a gift and token of her love."He's beautiful, just as you were at that age," I grin."I can't wait to hold him," she tells me; she's been excited all day, apparently ever since we dropped her at my mother's early this morning. "Not long now, baby," I grin, pressing the buzzer to the maternity ward.This was the same ward Beth birth

CassidyThings between Sebastian, Melody, and I change quickly. Over the next few months, I gradually started staying more and more often until it got to the point that I was at his house more than I was at home.I had never expected to move in with him, but I couldn't bring myself to ask him to move out of this home. Mainly because this is all Melody had of her mother, of Beth.All her memories with Beth are here, and though she doesn't remember much of her mother, I couldn't bear to ask her to move out of the only place that housed something of the woman she lost.So I officially moved in this weekend, just gone.It's Monday today, and I'm sitting at the dinner table in the kitchen as Melody eats her breakfast before I take her to school.It must have been about six weeks ago now that Melody asked me if I could take her to school every morning.Beforehand, she had been going to something called a breakfast club, and she hated it. Detested going with all the older kids because Sebast

He repeats the same task I had just left, his cock jutting from his body as Cassidy appraises it and his unusual piercings.From top to bottom of his shaft, he has bars that I can only describe as a ladder. I forget he has the piercings, if I'm honest, but I hadn't forwarded Cassidy.I flip Cassidy onto all fours, eating her from behind but giving Cassidy the position where she can take Josh's cock as much as she wants to.My most strict rule was to give Cassidy the power regarding their interaction.Foreplay plays out over the next hour, but the time has come that I need to sink inside her.Josh is lying on the bed, and I encourage Cassidy to sit reverse cowgirl, watching, enthralled as she sinks on every inch of Josh's length.Fuck, why does that turn me on so?With my own need coursing through me, I push her back to lay on Josh as he wraps his arms around her to hold her to him, and then I kneel between their legs, cock in hand, as I watch Josh thrust softly in and out of her pussy

SebastianIt's been around five weeks since I planned this evening with Josh. But I'm leaving the element of surprise there, having not told Cassidy of our plans this afternoon. Either way, when we return from dropping Melody off at Tina's, Josh will be here waiting for our fun afternoon.I'm mildly apprehensive, but that's only because Cassidy hasn't had more than one guy before, and I know things will be a little uncomfortable for her. But we plan on taking her together at some point before morning.Dropping Melody off is uneventful, and we do it swiftly and start to head home shortly after. Cassidy is staring out the window with a slight smile on her lips that makes me want to kiss her again.We arrive home shortly after two pm, and I watch Cassidy's reaction as she notes Josh waiting in his car on the drive.The element of surprise goes over... underwhelmingly.She greets him without any knowledge that he's here for a threesome, instead asking if he's going to crunch the numbers

"Did you get everything you needed?" He asks Melody."Everything," she grins."We best put them away and fold your old clothes up," I note, grinning as Sebastian looks at the multitude of what we brought.Melody and I work as a team, taking all her old clothes out of her wardrobe and drawers to place in a huge storage box.Sebastian's most absolute rule is we'll never get rid of her things. I never asked why that was, but he had storage boxes full of her clothing and blankets in his garage."Thank you," Melody tells me as I hang another dress in her wardrobe."No need to thank me, Melody.""I like having you here," she tells me as she puts the jewellery away in a handmade jewellery box on her bedroom side."I like being here, your father, and you make me very happy.""Will you stay forever?" She asks me. "As in, marry and promise to belong to one another?""You heard my phone call, huh?" I ask. Sounding a little like Sebastian as I ask it."Would it be so bad to be married to my Daddy