Than povI like Luciano. More than I would like to admit. The shifters I've met over the years were quite judgemental and unkind once they found out where I come from. But then again, I never took any of them along to the gardens of evil.Luciano, he's something else. He listens, actually listens, and tries to understand even if he can't accept some things. Maybe that's why I'm not that worried about my daughter anymore. Ease overtakes my mind and body, and I come to the most crucial conclusion I could reach in this situation- I know Lenox, he's a good man, but now, I have no doubts that crazy bastard will do anything to protect my As. She is a part of him, a family, and judging by how much Luciano is willing to give for his loved ones, Lenox, as his son, will do the same. I'm a proud stepfather. My daughter chose a good one. They needed each other, kept each other alive, and though both are little, just a little, crazy about blood and violence, they fit each other perfectly. By t
Sarah povI stop and freeze. Not only is Alister trying to hold me back, but he's also screaming something about a baby sister. Is he referring to the woman who came here to take him away from me? Is she pregnant, and for some odd reason, Alister knows that?Slowly, I turn around and feel the painful tug at my heart as I take in his tear-stained cheeks. The poor boy looks so desperate and scared that I can't allow myself to do anything but scoop him in my arms and hold him close. I hear the voices around me but can't take them apart until strong arms wrap around me. "Kayla, to what do we owe the displeasure of your arrival? I didn't see your broom at the door, did you walk?" Lazarus holds us both as a slight smirk spreads across his lips. As usual, with his arrival and overpowering presence, the room falls silent. I don't bother to look anywhere but at Alister, he's the one who needs me the most right now, and I won't allow the woman who left him to come back and state her claim on
Luka povExcuse my french, but what the fuck is happening? Is this real life or a very damn lucid dream I don't want to see? Like, for real? This day just got so messed up that I have no idea where I should look or whom I should follow. A little rundown to remind me how fucked up this day is: first, Lazarus proposed to Sarah out of nowhere without proposing at all. Then, my brother's ex-girlfriend arrived to state a claim on a child who she abandoned in the hospital. The same child who calls Sarah his mom and screams something about a baby sister. Then, as if it's not enough, Lenox and our dad arrive with some scary motherfucker in tow. Oh, and can't forget how mom came at the right moment to wipe the floors with Kayla, because why wouldn't she, right? If that's not fucked up, I have no idea what might be. God freaking damn it, our family is too messed up to follow along with every word they say or shit they do. I can't deal with them anymore. No matter where I look, all I see are
Lenox pov"Waaait," I call after the crowd my family has created. As much as I want to know if Sarah's pregnant and which of my brothers is responsible for knocking her up because that's not me who did it, there's a thing I need to do before settling down as a parent. "I need to deal with something; as soon as you find out which of those stallions bred her, let me know. I'll be back shortly," I flash them a grin and bolt upstairs. I suppose this isn't the best time to tell Sarah I kind of accidentally killed her father. As soon as I get upstairs, I scan the hall until my eyes focus on the door I need.Like the hero I am, I stomp towards it, kick it open and throw my hands up to scream, "Princess, I killed the dragon; you're a free woman now!"Sarah's brother, not so brother, whatever his name is, looks at me as if I've lost my mind. I scoff at the thought- as if the guy didn't know I'm not all that well in my mind. "It seems that you missed the fact that I'm a man. Should I lower my
Sarah pov This is weird, uncomfortable, awkward, and a thousand different levels of wrong. For now, that's all I have to say. The Vincent family is so close, loving and supportive, yet though all those things are wonderful, they're still acting way too over the top. Even if I turn out pregnant, that doesn't mean they must stay close during the tests. Seth sat beside me and held my hand while the doctors drew my blood for some tests. Sure, she looked away since the blood made her sick, and she acted rather weird, but I understand she was worried and wanted to be there for me. I wouldn't mind their mother near me if she were alone. Instead, there are six men behind her; all of their gazes follow every single movement of the doctors and nurses. But now, as the nurse is setting up everything for the ultrasound, I wonder if any of them think if they put the doctors in a difficult position or not. Because they freaking do! A cold liquid on the lower half of my belly makes me flinch
Lazarus povI didn't know what to expect once the doctor returned, but maybe a tiny part of me hoped she wasn't pregnant just yet. I want Sarah to carry our children, but I don't want her to feel as if she's forced to stay with us for the sake of the child. What we have, whatever it truly is, is too fresh and raw to set up boundaries and make it official. Sure, these news might turn out to be the best thing that ever happened to us, but I don't want to pressure her. Millions of thoughts run through my mind, but as usual, Lenox is there to fade everything. He turns to us and grins, opening his arms, "Brothers, we are pregnant. Get ready to chase the kiddos; we're going to be dads!"He almost runs at Luka and me to pull us into a tight hug. I'm more than happy to hold my brothers like this. These guys, Sarah and our future babies are all I need to feel complete. Alister will finally have a sibling. "I knew my thing for creme pies might turn around and bite my ass, but shit, this is a
Sarah povONE MONTH LATERI stand before the wall-length mirror and stare at my belly. I'm supposed to get dressed, but the best I can do is the underwear I'm wearing. The stress is getting to me, and I can't find it within myself to get done and over with today's plans. Besides, the reflection in the mirror distracts me. On instinct, my hands cradle my almost flat lower belly. I'm sure I'm already showing some signs of pregnancy, but the brothers keep reminding me that I'm still as fit as ever. It would be better if Lenox wouldn't feed me cookies every day, though, because now I'm not sure if the little extra flesh on my body is pregnancy or the sweets he wants me to eat. Apparently, his mother told him that pregnant women crave sweets if they're expecting girls, and he's convinced that if I eat enough cookies, I'm giving him the daughter he wants. A smile tugs on my lips as I think of his endless rants about a little, crazy warrior princess. Lenox has built so many plans about
Gabriel povThe day is here. I never thought it could happen, let alone this fast.If I look back on my life about six months ago, I couldn't wish for a better outcome than this. I was but a mere warrior in the pack I knew wasn't his, but look at me now- an Alpha. The first change came after the murderous man left. We found the old bastard Alpha dead in his office, and I still remember how I thought of the murderer as Godsent. I know that's not a way how one should view a killer, but I did. And I still do because he was the one who served the revenge for my parents. Our parents. When Angus returned from wherever he was, the pack lost the happiness the Alpha's death gave us. Quite frankly, we thought the son was here to claim the title, but for some reason, he never did. Instead, he stood on the podium and spilled his father's secrets, every dirty thing he had done and so on. Then, he announced that he wouldn't take the title, but instead, he would bring forward the real heir. Me.