So, she doesn't know that they are mates and he does. She doesn't trust him for sh!t and he doesn't want a rogue for a mate. How is this all going to play out?
The ride to the packhouse is tense, but at least it’s only about a 20-minute ride. She keeps my shirt fisted in her hands but hasn’t put it on yet. She just sits there coiled, ready to fight or run, whatever will get her away. Her eyes never leave me, though she’s not looking at my face. She’s watching my body. The movements of my face, the center mass of my body. Hell, she could give my warriors some pointers with how vigilant she is to make sure that she is safe and how she knows to watch me for any threat. It makes something in me ache that she knows to do that. I know every wolf that is in training as a warrior. I participate in the training of the higher-level wolves on a daily basis, but at least drop by every other training group two to three times a week. She’s never been in one.It means that she’s had to learn these survival skills the hard way.As an alpha, I don’t like to know that any of my pack members are going through something like that.
The sparks that flow over my skin at Nova’s touch have me closing my eyes and biting back a moan. I can easily see how this would be addicting, which worries me. Even if she joins the pack, can I accept her as my mate? How long as she been here? Why does no one else know? Is she a harbinger of something worse happening? The easiest way to find answers to these questions is to ask her, but I can’t do that until I get her to my room. We hurry up the stairs and make it to the floor of my gamma and delta’s families. Straining my ears and scent the air, I can tell that no one is in the hallway and I nearly sprint across the landing, Nova able to keep up with me easily. The stairway that we just came through is private, just for the leadership of the pack and their families. We use it as a way to escape in times of attack, especially to get the pups out. It’s not that it’s a secret, it’s just faster. What is secret is the stairwell that is behind
I don’t know how to react to the alpha. He scares me. He has so much power over the city. Over me and my fate. I could piss him off and he could have me killed with just a flick of his hand. But, so far, he’s protected me. Yeah, he chased me through the Warren, but it seems like he just did it so that he’d be able to get me out of there without anyone seeing. I’m not really that gullible to just believe what he tells me, but his actions seem to support what he’s said. Now he’s left me in his room alone. He didn’t even lock the door. He gave me clothes, told me to get comfortable, and said that he was getting me food. Taking a deep breath, I look around the room. His scent fills me nose and, now that it isn’t augmented by the scent enhancer, it’s very pleasant. More than pleasant. I almost want to roll myself in it. To envelope myself in it and never emerge. It’s spicy and very masculine. Fuck, it’s making me horny.
When I walk into the bathroom, I can see that she’s made use of the products that were laid out on the edge of the tub. I wish that I had thought to bring out the even better stuff. The shampoo and conditioner and soap that I save for my mom and sister when they visit the packhouse that I got from Paris. But Fang is laying on his stomach in my mind, his tail wagging and his tongue lolling out of his mouth in pleasure that she smells like m. I have to admit, that is a pleasant bonus to this arrangement. She’s obviously used some of the bubble bath, but the bubbles have started to disperse. I can see her beautiful pale skin, the curve of her full tits, and the swell of her hips beneath the water. My dick swells in my pants and I can’t help but move forward to get a better look. I knew that she was gorgeous when I saw her at dinner tonight. That damn rogue mark on her fac doesn’t detract from that, though it does piss me off that she isn’t a part
Both of us are breathing heavily and I can feel aches and pains coming over my body as the adrenaline leaves my system. Goosebumps spread all over her skin and I realize that she’s naked and wet with bubbles still clinging to her skin. Turning, I grab one of the towels from the counter and toss it at her. She catches it with a snap, showing that I threw it a lot harder than I meant to. “Clean up. I’ll put clothes outside of the door.” My voice is terse and I’m barely suppressing everything that I’m feeling. “Alpha – “ she starts, but I’ve already turned around and am halfway out the door. “Just fucking get dressed, Nova!” I yell, slamming the door. I quickly walk to the other side of the room, opening the balcony doors and stepping outside. Calm the fuck down, asshole. You scared the shit out of her! Fang yells at me in my head. I pause in my pacing and turn towards the bathroom door. Shit. I did
My wolf fucking attacked the alpha. The alpha who knew that I was a rogue. The alpha who currently has me locked up in his bathroom. In the packhouse. With a dungeon in the basement. Shit, I’m so fucked. I hurriedly rinse off the last of the bubbles and dry myself off. Quickly sneaking my hand outside of the door, I grab the clothes that Alpha Ivan left for me, though I don’t know why I’m bothering to get dressed. I’m likely just going to be killed outright when I leave this room. All I can think is that I’m going to die tonight. These are the last seconds that I have alive. Still, I take care as I dress myself and brush my hair. It at least postpones the inevitable. Having nothing else to do but face the alpha, I walk out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. I just look around long enough to find where the alpha is so that I can direct my groveling towards him. I immediately lay prostrate on t
I think that I go into some kind of shock when the alpha says that he thinks he is my mate. From the stress of having to constantly be on vigil with Roy around, to being found out as a rogue and running for my life, to my wolf attacking the alpha, I just can’t handle it anymore. My body just shuts down. I don’t know how I respond or even if I do. I don’t know what the alpha says to me. What I do know is that he seems to understand because he doesn’t get upset. He wraps me up in his arms and pulls me into the bed with him. I think…I think that I was shaking. I know that I was breathing really hard and that the alpha tucked me in tight against him. He rubs my back and cuddles me into him, whispering soothing words into my ear. I don’t know how long it takes, but eventually I fall asleep cuddled in the arms of the only man that scares me more than my father.--- There’s the sound of heavy breathing in my ear. Almost like p
I make King wait for me while I use the bathroom. That’s what I’ve decided to call the alpha’s wolf until I learn something different. He has the air of a benevolent king and the white spot on his one ear looks kind of like a crown. The name seemed fitting to me. I could hear him pacing back and forth outside of the bathroom door, impatient for me to join him. I quickly use the bathroom, brush my death and wash my face. No point in showering when I’m likely going to have to do that after our run anyway. I step out of the bathroom and King nearly knocks me over as he pushes at the backs of my legs to try and hurry me out of the door. “Alright, your majesty! I know that you want to go out, but can I get some shoes at least. Your human has to have a pair of flip flops that I can borrow,” I say laughing. King huffs out an annoyed puff of air but heads to some doors which I assume are the entrance to a closet. He turns to gi
We’re staying in the cabin we got each other for an anniversary present last year.While still with the rogues, Cody and I would comfort each other by saying that once we got free, we’d find each other, build a cabin in the woods, and stay there together for the rest of our lives.It’s what I had been saving money for when Ivan and I found each other — so that we could have the land and the house free and clear.Admittedly, the cabin we have now—two stories, five bedrooms, a basement playroom for the kids, a pool, and a half basketball court—is a far cry from what Cody and I would have managed on our own.Still, it’s nice to get away and return to what we always dreamed of.To bring our other mate and our children here with us.We come as often as we can — for a week, for a long weekend.A little home away from home.We had the kitchen stocked and the whole place cleaned and ready, so there would be no interruptions.Which is good, because after all the teasing we did on the way here,
Checking my watch, I turn to our little girl."Do you know which one you want to wear, Lenita? Kiki and Harley are going to be here soon. And you don’t want to miss the petting zoo."My little princess is standing in front of her closet, arms crossed and her lower lip sticking out in a full pout."I wanna wear my pwincess dwess!""Chiquita (little one), we’ve already talked about this. You can’t wear it to the fair, but you can wear it later," I say, pleading with her.We’ve been at it for twenty minutes, trying to get Elena ready to go out with Kamryn and Harley before a birthday party for one of her pre-school friends later today.The party is princess-themed, hence the dress she’s insisting on wearing.Unfortunately for her—and us at this point—if she wears the dress to the fair, it’s guaranteed to end up covered in dirt and food, ripped from a skinned knee, or chewed on by a goat at the petting zoo.So, she can’t wear it.Not that she’s listening."I wanna wear my pwincess dwess,
5 years later… I wake up to an elbow in the gut. “What?” I ask, bolting upright immediately. “What’s wrong?” “It’s your turn,” Nova murmurs, her voice heavy with sleep. It’s only then that I hear one of the twins crying. Glancing at the alarm clock, I see that it’s just after 2:00 AM. Fuck. I roll out of bed, stumbling to the bedroom door and next door to the twins’ room. “Hey, buddy. It’s okay. Dada’s here,” I call, my voice rough with sleep. In the glow of the nightlight, I see Ronan standing in his crib, crying, his nose impossibly snotty. His cheeks are bright red, and drool soaks the front of his pajamas. “Da! Da!” he cries the second he sees me. “Hey, Ronan. Are those teeth bugging you, bud?” I ask, picking him up and pulling him to my shoulder. His skin is hot—he’s definitely running a low-grade fever. Both boys are teething hard right now, reacting just like human babies: colds, fevers, pain, the whole nine yards. His cries quiet the moment he’s in my arms, sniffli
“Holy shit, that was a long day,” I say, falling onto the sofa next to my mates.We’re in the first-floor common area with everyone in our leadership crew—minus Jakobi.He found his mate today. A she-wolf from a neighboring pack, second daughter of a delta. Maureen seems nice. We didn’t really get to talk to her much, though—Jakobi whisked her off, and they’ve been... indisposed in his room ever since.We might see them tomorrow.Or in a couple of days.“Fuck, yeah it was,” Jude groans. “I’m just happy to be out of that monkey suit.”“I don’t know,” Lucy murmurs, running her fingers down his jaw and pulling his attention. “I wouldn’t mind having you in it more often... and helping you out of it.”“Well, this was fun, guys, but my mate and I need to be getting to bed,” Jude says as he stands and throws Lucy over his shoulder.Lucy squeals and props herself up on his back, waving at us. “See you guys at breakfast!”“Not if I have anything to say about it!” Jude calls from the hallway.
My mates and I are standing on a large floating platform in the center of the harbor. All the boats have been cleared for today’s ceremony, and the entire pack has gathered along the shore to witness the official welcoming of their Luna and Lune. The platform is made of strong, transparent plastic, giving the illusion that we’re standing directly on the water. Flower petals and floating candles drift both on the surface and around the edges of the platform. A camera positioned at the far end captures the event and projects it onto screens placed throughout the crowd so everyone can see what’s happening. Nova looks stunning in her midnight blue ball gown, her hair swept into a messy bun. Thin straps frame her exposed matemarks, and the dress is low-cut in both the front and back, revealing creamy swaths of skin. The bodice hugs her tightly, while the skirt flows freely into a long, lacy train that shimmers in the sunlight. Cody wears fitted pants and a tailored gunmetal gray vest—no
“I really don’t want to do this,” I murmur, tugging at the hem of my skirt again.“Girl, if you don’t stop messing with that skirt, you’re going to unravel it. Stop it!” Lucy punctuates the last word by smacking my hand.I stick my tongue out at her but stop fiddling. Honestly, I think the only reason Lucy isn’t as nervous as I am is because she’s too busy managing me.At least, she doesn’t seem outwardly nervous.But I know her butterflies are causing a full-blown tornado—just like the one twisting in my own stomach.We’re heading to the Hartwood Pack, where Lucy and Cody are from. It’s been two weeks since we brought Cody home.Alpha Timothy was pissed when he realized we had “absconded with one of his most valued packmates.” He threatened to call down the Council of Alphas, press charges against our pack, and even force Ivan to step down as Alpha.All of that might have been intimidating—if it hadn’t taken him four days to even realize Cody was gone. Add in the fact that the three
The second Ivan and Cody establish their matebond, a ripple of power, connection, and pleasure sweeps through all three of us. Bite howls in my mind, the sound echoed by two other wolves—Fang and Howl. Our bond is complete. The three of us are tied together, not only by fate, but by our marks. There is no one—and nothing—beyond the Goddess herself that could tear us apart. “Holy shit,” Cody says. Ivan chuckles. “You can say that again.” “Holy shit,” Cody and I both say at the same time. We all laugh at that. Looking at my mates, I can’t help the affection that thrums through my heart at the sight of them happy together. “Let me get you guys a towel,” I say, slipping off the bed. “And the wet wipes,” Ivan calls after me. I grab both from the bathroom and bring them back so Cody and Ivan can clean up. “Thanks, Estrella,” Cody says as Ivan leans forward to kiss the top of my head. I move to the head of the bed, watching them as they get themselves together. Ivan heads into the
I watch Cody—his chest rising and falling as he catches his breath, eyes glazed over from orgasm. His shoulder-length black hair is fanned out across the bed, giving him a dark halo. His bronze-colored skin shines with sweat, and those chocolate brown eyes are begging for me to touch him.So beautiful. I mean, fucking gorgeous. It’s why I called him lindo.I’d thought hard about what nickname to give him. Nova’s was easy. Seeing her that first time at The Warren in the bunny costume, all timid and shy—she reminded me of the little rabbit she was dressed as. She’ll always be my little rabbit.But Cody and I didn’t have that kind of “meet cute.” Not even close. Still, I needed a name for him, something that felt right.It was Fang who suggested lindo. Clearly, our mate has Hispanic roots, and using that in his nickname felt like a way to honor that.Look at him, Fang says in my head, voice thick with awe. Spread out and waiting for us.Let’s not make him wait, I reply, and lean down to
Howl is going insane inside of me. He wants Ivan. I want Ivan. And we’re finally going to get him.I suck at Ivan’s skin, making a hickey in the spot where I want to put his matemark—right next to Nova’s. One of his hands grips my hair, the other wraps around my back.“Bedroom. Lube.” The words come out strangled with need.Mate! Fuck mate! Bite mate! Make him ours! Howl’s words echo through my mind, getting lost in the frenzied need that pulses between us.I’m working on it, Howl. Calm the fuck down so I can focus on him, I snap back.He smells so good. Feels even better. Fuck, Howl moans, and I know exactly what he means.I know Ivan wants us in the bedroom, but I can’t make myself move. Can’t stop touching him, kissing him, losing myself in him.Thank the Goddess for Nova.“Come on, boys,” she says, grabbing both our hands. “Let’s get to the bedroom. I want to see the two of you laid out before me.”It’s her touch that finally breaks the trance. Her words remind me there’s more t