We follow Mike, Seth, and Corinda into the house and to a chaise lounge that they weirdly have sitting in a corner. These guys, as much as I love them, are fucking weird. Who the fuck has a chaise lounge? It’s only after I see the attached cuffs on all four of the legs that I realize why it’s there. Oh. Dev is still putting out the calming vibes and I truly think that’s the only reason I haven’t had to use my luna tone on them. Though I won’t hesitate to order them to stay out of the house until we’re done. If they truly want this done, they can’t interfere. And Dev is going to have to use all of his powers for what we’ve got to do, since I have to use some of my powers to protect the pups inside of me from the strain of what this will do to my body. It’s great to have demi-god powers. They are really helpful in a lot of situations. Problem is that we don’t have demi-god bodies, so it takes a strain after a while. I won’t put my pups’ lives at risk to help Corinda, no matt
It’s just after noon and I had gotten a text from Liv that said that she and her council were about five minutes outside of our covendom. The rest of her coven will be heading directly to the Meteoric Rise territory and meet us there tomorrow. I have never been so nervous in my entire life. It’s been almost 20 years since I saw Liv. Twenty years brings a lot of changes, some good, some bad. Other than Vesta, Liv is the only woman that I’ve ever loved. Will that spark still be there? Will everything have changed? Will she feel the same? I’ve got about three minutes until I’ll find out. “Are you ok, High Priest?” Elvin asks me. He’s caught me straightening my shirt for what must be the fifteenth time in less than 30 seconds. Irritated, I say, “I’m fine, Elvin. And why are you calling me High Priest? For Hecate’s sake, you’re my uncle. You never call me that.” Elvin smirks at me. “Just trying to get you out of your own head, my boy. I know that there is a lot riding on
Before leaving the council meeting last night, we spoke with the leaders of the five packs that would be joining us at the Southern outpost when we moved so that we could figure out who would go first and when. We decided that Chloe, Case, and I would go with the warriors and first wave of construction crew to help set things up for everyone, since we don’t have a pack that we’re in charge of. Technically, I guess that this makes us an alpha, luna, and lune of a nonexistent pack. Weirdest shit ever. We rang in the New Year with two bottles of champagne that Diego, Karamea, and Lily gave us to welcome us to the pack, a soak in the jacuzzi in the back, and some outdoor sex. It was pretty fucking hot. I wake this morning to find myself sandwiched between my two mates. Chloe’s naked back is pressed into my front and Case has his front pressed into my back. I guess this makes me the middle spoon? The pleasurable feeling of sparks all over my body has my cock hard enough to cut
I know that the first few times that Case, Sev, and I were together that they also had sex, but I didn’t get to watch. And it is so fucking hot to see Case fuck Sev. To hear their moans. To watch the pleasure that consumes both of their expressions. To see Sev’s cock bounce and move as Case pumps in and out of him. It just does something to me. I push my fingers in and out of myself as my eyes watch Case’s cock disappear into Sev’s ass. “Please, Chloe. Please! Suck me. Touch me! I need to feel you!” Sev is begging me, but I enjoy teasing him.“Shhh. I’m enjoying my show.” I look up at Case. “How does his ass feel? Is it tight? Is it squeezing that big ass alpha cock?”“Yes. Goddess, yes,” he hisses. Case smirks at me before his eyes roll back and his head falls back. “And your teasing is making him even tighter.”I can’t help but give out a low chuckle as I watch Case speed up and moan at the feeling of being inside our mate. And Sev is obviously enjoying it with
The majority of the morning was spent in meetings with the leadership of Donavon’s pack and the rest of the packs. Seeing as I’m now the beta female, I’m expected to help out. And I have no problem with that. Except that we’re going through the mating period. The leadership has to figure out how to get everyone to the Meteoric Rise territory, who is going to which satellite post, and how exactly we’ll stagger everyone there over the next two weeks. Again, no problem with being there to help out. Except that we’re going through the mating period. The meeting lasts for the whole morning, going into great detail to make sure that everything is ready so that all we have to do is carry out the plan. Some of the betas, lunas, and lunes will be meeting this afternoon to go over how to get everyone there, along with Naomi as the luna of the Meteoric Rise pack and the only member of any leadership that actually knows the territory. Everything is planned down to the most minor detail
The scent of Kesha’s arousal had been driving me insane throughout the whole morning. I mean, how did they expect us to be able to focus on anything that concerned moving during the mating period. Hell, I know most of the alphas in this room had to deal with the war with Mathias during their mating periods, but that’s different. Our wolves are territorial and protective over what they deem as theirs. Their families. Their pack. And especially their mates and pups. War strategy will definitely get them to think about other things, even causing the effects of the matebond to die down temporarily. But as badass as these witches are and as much as they’ve hurt others that we care about, neither Kesha nor I have gone up against them. Our wolves don’t feel their threat to us or our people and are, therefore, having a lot of trouble being kept at bay during this boring ass meeting. Now I understand the memes that I always see the humans spreading around about a meeting that cou
Alone in my office, all I can do is hear the three-faced Goddess’s words in my head over and over. “You will be mated to two of Selene’s children, a High Priestess and a Luna in one.” “You will give birth to a change in the world of witches and wolves alike.” “You will help to bring about the death of the Riding Hoods, eventually, though not without much pain.” “Trust yourself and your allies. Look for the traitor. Find the hybrid and nurture his talents.” I know that Marcus has a gift for understanding prophecy. He actually foretold my ascension to High Priestess when I was three years old. The rule is that it has to go to a daughter of the High Priestess or someone of her choosing if she didn’t have a daughter. It never says which daughter it has to be. But Arthur knew that I would be the great protector of my coven and that my gifts would be strongest in all forms of protection. Too bad that those gifts didn’t save my coven. Or my sister. Or Talon. I shake myself out
Pain. So fucking much pain. They beat me for two full days. No food. No water. I was stuck in a dark cave and the rogue wolves were allowed to do anything they wanted to me. I was mutilated, losing a finger and part of one of my ears. I was bitten, marks left all over my body. I was clawed, deep gouges raking down my back, stomach, and legs. I was raped, over and over by each of the rogue wolves. And then they chased me through the woods. The rogues could have easily caught me. I could barely stay on my feet. But they played with me. They were just chasing me to terrify me and get me away from the Riding Hood’s encampment. I was herded through the woods, their jaws snapping at me anytime that I moved away from where they wanted me to go. I have no idea how long I ran. It felt like hours. I just know that I finally made it to the edge of my covendom. There, the lead rogue shifted back. He walked up to me, all swagger and coiled violence. I flinched away from him.