(Siobhan’s P.O.V)
Waking up at the ass-crack of dawn was not what I wanted to do but we needed to get to California as soon as we possibly could. I meet Camilla at her apartment which was down the hall from mine so we could Uber together to the airport where we were meeting everyone else. When we get through security, we all stop at Starbucks near our gate to caffeinate ourselves before the long flight.
Mmm, coffee
Drink up little wolf, we are going to be running on nothing but caffeine and sarcasm for however long we are in California.
Don’t need to tell me twice.
Tala enjoys coffee just as much as I do, particularly when it’s early as all hell and we barely slept the night before because we were freaking the fuck out about going home. Don’t get me wrong, I love my parents and siblings, but I just never fully fit in with the family. We were the Beta family, known for being strong warriors and highly intelligent…except for me. I WASN’T a warrior, I hated unnecessary violence or fighting, I preferred reading my books and focusing on my schooling. I was never going to be Beta since I was the second born of 6 kids, but I was the oddball, and that made for strained relations between myself and the rest of my family. That, and my mom was always pushing for me to find my mate and I’m not interested in finding him any time soon even though I’m 28. I already know that my mate will want me to quit my job and stay at home and breed pups, fucking sexist assholes.
We all take our seats at the gate as we wait for our plane to arrive, which doesn’t take long. The flight goes smoothly and thank the Goddess above this was a flight with no layovers, so we landed in California after five and a half hours on a plane, Tala and I are itching to go for a run. Camilla and Nala, her wolf, and Artis and Orsa, Artis’s bear, are probably itching to shift and run as well. We don’t do well in confined spaces for extended periods of time like this. We depart the plane and make it to baggage claim where a man is standing in a crisp suit and a small sign that has my name on it.
“Hi, I’m Siobhan Williams. Who are you?” I ask as I reach him.
He’s tall, and from the smell of him, he’s a werewolf, probably warrior status based on his size. He has a chiseled jaw and high cheekbones, beautiful hazel eyes, and short black hair.
“My name is Jordan and I’m here to escort you and your companions to your accommodations.” He says his voice is deep and causes a chill to run up my spine.
After we have grabbed our luggage, Jordan escorts us to a blacked-out SUV big enough to accommodate all of us and our luggage. He drives us to the hotel we are going to be staying at and, after we have checked in, helps us get our luggage to our suite. The hotel is beautiful, and the suite we are staying in has enough bedrooms for all of us to not have to share. Thank the Goddess that I didn’t have to pay out of pocket for this because it looked fucking expensive.
“Thank you for your help, Jordan, we appreciate it,” I tell him, trying to get him out of the suite so that we can get settled and begin working.
“You’re welcome, Ms. Williams. The Alpha and the Beta will be here in an hour to discuss why you are here.” He says before walking out the door.
“So, your Alpha is coming here?” Anders asks.
“Apparently and so is my big brother. Oh, happy day.” I say sarcastically as I take my luggage to my room and slam the door.
I take my time getting everything unpacked and organized before I jump in the shower to wash off the flight and to get myself as relaxed as possible before the reunion of the century occurs. The hot water feels amazing against my skin and loosens my tense muscles, making me relax.
Can we go for a run after this little meeting?
Of course, that was the plan. We’ll go with Orsa and Nala because I’m sure they are bugging Camilla and Artis to be let out.
Oh, thank the Goddess.
I need you to stay calm during this meeting though, I know how you feel about Patrick, so you need to ignore him or I’m not going to let you out.
I wasn’t planning on doing anything! Why do you always make these kinds of assumptions?
Because the last time we even spoke to Patrick, you came forward and told him to go deep-throat a cactus. I mean who even says shit like that!?
Well, he shouldn’t have been being a dickwad.
I understand.
Tala huffs and flicks her tail at me before sitting on her hind legs. Well fine, I didn’t want to talk to you anyways. I get out of the shower and quickly dress when Anders knocks on my door to let me know that my brother and our Alpha were about 10 minutes away. Patrick and I don’t really have that good of a relationship, actually, none of my siblings and I have a good relationship. They don’t understand why I love what I do and why I don’t want my mate. Our new Alpha, Tiernan, was a childhood friend of my brother’s and they grew up together and became close friends like our fathers had been. Tiernan took over being Alpha when he turned 21 and my brother took over being Beta from our father the same day. I wasn’t at the ceremony because I was working through my finals for my first degree. Yup, at 18-years-old I was completing my degree in Forensic Psychology. I started college when I turned 16 after graduating high school, having an IQ of 160 made it so that I sailed through school by skipping grades because I wasn’t being challenged enough.
I walked out of my bedroom and sat on the couch in our sitting area, everyone looked as if they had all decided to get comfortable for the night and since this wasn’t a formal meeting there was no need to look professional. Tala began pacing in my head after having been quiet since our little conversation earlier.
Tala, what’s going on?
Our mate is coming.
Um, what the fuck?
I can feel it Si, he’s close.
That was when I smelled him, my mate and fuck did this man smell delicious: whiskey and campfire.
Hi readers! Thank you so much for reading my work, I'm truly humbled! I will be adding book two about Artis and Alpha Brock to the end of this book per the recommendation of my editor. I will be starting that book in the next month or so when I finish up the sequel for "Ice Princess". So the status of this book will remain as "Ongoing" until I finish Artis and Alpha Brock's book. Thank you all so much for the support and love! I have no title idea's yet for Artis and Brock's book buuuuuut I'm sure I will think of something soon! --Sydney
(Artis’s P.O.V) Day after funeral pyres Sitting in the car with my mate, Alpha Brock Malone, was pure torture with his scent surrounding me, nearly suffocating me. He smelled delicious, leather and pine. It had been over a year since I had seen him. A year since I had spoken my official rejection. A year since he had softly said that he did not accept that rejection. Orsa, my bear, and I were slowly dying. I was having difficulty shifting and when I did, it was agony. Orsa stopped talking to me, I rarely heard from her and when I did, it was usually something snarky. I didn’t blame her though; I had taken her away from her mate. Brock hadn’t been doing much better, according to my brother, who happened to be his Gamma. He was angrier than he had ever been, his temper out of control to the point that the sleuth was beginning to fear him for all the wrong reasons. This was worrisome considering Brock Malone was a giant teddy bear, and I’m not saying that becaus
(Tiernan’s P.O.V) 5 months later “Come on, kitten. You can do it.” I murmur in her ear, as her grip tightens around my hand. She’d been in labor for the last day and a half, it was finally time to meet our baby. I had tried talking Siobhan into finding out if we were having a girl, but she wouldn’t budge on wanting to be surprised. Though we did pick out names for each sex: Imogen if the baby is a girl, and Cian if the baby is a boy. Her pregnancy had actually been relatively uneventful until she started having contractions at her last doctor’s appointment. He had timed them while we were there and he told us to check into the hospital. It took awhile but her water finally broke about an hour ago and she’d been pushing for the last half hour. I proposed to her a week after her Luna Ceremony, and of course both our families were there when it happened. It didn’t take long for my mother and Shelly to plan the most outrageous wedding. Siobhan wasn’t in the mood to even off
(Tiernan’s P.O.V) Siobhan was absolutely beautiful, dressed in gold and black, and looking like a Goddess damn snack. After we grasped hands and built that pack connection for her, I kissed her as if my life depended on it, and that’s when I smelled it…the subtle change in her scent. Her wildflower and honeysuckle scent had a hint of something else; cinnamon. She’s pregnant! Our mate is pregnant with our pup! Steele roars out, strutting around in the back of my mind. I don’t think she knows. She hasn’t said anything about feeling any type of nausea or anything like that. She needs to take a test, now. Before we go to the reception. How did we not realize the change this morning? Because you were too busy getting your dick wet and Tala was being a tease to me. Makes sense. We walk down the dais, hand-in-hand, making our way back up the aisle and into the packhouse. I pull her up towards our bedroom, and she gives me a puzzled look. “Tiernan, we don’t h
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) Day of Luna Ceremony I woke up with a moan, and the feeling of a hot tongue flicking my clit and two fingers in my pussy. “Good morning kitten,” Tiernan says, pulling his face away from my pussy for just a moment. “Good morning, Alpha.” I moan as his tongue goes back to working my clit. His tongue is drawing figure eights against my clit and his fingers are pounding into me, helping me reach that precipice of pleasure. Then he stops. I growl and glare down at him. “Who said you could stop?” I growl out. “Oh, is little kitten in charge? I don’t think so.” He says, before grabbing me around the waist and flipping me over. He grabs my hips and raises my ass right into the air before his hand comes down repeatedly on my ass. The pain eventually turns into pleasure and on the final smack, I cum. Hmm, who knew a spanking could get me off. I think to myself. “Now that that’s out of the way.” He growls, before slamming his cock in
(Siobhan’s P.O.V) Several days later Walking down the hallway towards the top of the stairs, I couldn’t help but look back on the last few days. Patrick and Camilla are now fully mated and marked. He admitted to being an asshole and jumping to conclusions about what Camilla would have wanted. Anders and High Priestess Winona are back at the Coven of the Crystal Rose, and Artis went back to her sleuth with Alpha Brock. There’s something about Alpha Brock though that makes it difficult to be around him for long periods of time. Like his presence is oppressive, suffocating. Artis doesn’t feel it but I do, it feels like when Tiernan gets angry and taps into his Celestial magic, his presence becomes oppressive as well. Preston and Julia have settled into life as a mated couple really well in Virginia. Julia is beyond ecstatic to be in the Human Realm learning things about our way of life, though it’s not much different from the Lunar Realm. She got a job working in the archive