Sarah povLazarus is right. At first, the feeling is rather unpleasant, painful even, but the more Lenox withdraws and slides back his fingers, the feeling turns somewhat pleasant. Bit by bit, my body relaxes, and the few times Lazarus' length twitches inside me, an instant moan leaves my lips. I close my eyes and let my body take the lead. Overthinking is the worst thing to do in any situation of life, but especially in those that are meant to be enjoyed and experienced rather than thought throughout. "I think you're ready," Lenox mutters. His voice is barely audible, so I'm not sure if I'm supposed to hear him. Lazarus, however, hears him perfectly and answers with a growl. "She better be, I don't want to hurt her, and you shouldn't want that either."I open my eyes to glance at the Alpha under me and watch how a sly grin spreads across his lips. The next moment, I feel the tip of Lenox's erection pressing against me. Bracing myself, I expect the worst, but as usual, Lazarus is
Luka povGetting into my brother's territory ends up to be a pain in my ass. And the worst part is that the reason behind problems isn't even his guard posts. Lazarus men are more than happy to let me in, yet my own struggle to let me through the massive gate since I didn't bother to change my orders. I did tell them no one was to exit or enter my district unless those were trade people, but now, at least they know that I'm out of there for a while. Now, as I drive up the driveway to his pack house, I wonder what I could tell my brother to make him believe the news I'm delivering. I know he wouldn't answer my calls, regardless of how persistent a caller I might be, so coming here is my last resort. Once I'm close enough to the main building, I park my car and get out of it. Judging by the smiles and greetings, I can only assume my brother hasn't made me the nationwide enemy in his pack, which is good, no great, sign. Though usually, I'm excited to see my brothers, today, I lock th
Lazarus povFully content with the game the three of us played, Sarah, Lenox and I got dressed and agreed to return to the packhouse to shower. Surprisingly, she didn't try to argue when Lenox and I joked about heading to the bathroom in my bedroom because that is the biggest one in the whole packhouse, and all three of us could fit in. If anything, Sarah's only reaction was pure excitement about the possibility of repeating what we had already done. We left the cabin hand in hand- her between us, holding both of our hands, and that was the moment I, too, realised something. We're missing one person. Luka. I know Lenox brought him up while we had sex with Sarah, but only now, when we are having such a simple, even domestic moment, do I understand how much my brothers and I have relied on each other over the years. We need Luka as much as he needs us and this family feud has to end. Besides, Lenox isn't a person who could shut the fuck up even for the life of him, so the same as I
Luka povSarah's embrace comes as a surprise, but that isn't nearly as shocking as Lenox's arms around me are. He's not cursing me out, screaming about how much he hates me or trying to land a punch to my jaw as that warrior did. No, Lenox holds me in a tight embrace, so damn close that I find it challenging to breathe. Once Lazarus fades from the view, and so does the warrior, Lenox lets go of me. My brother grabs my face in his hands and carefully inspects my face. I don't say a word as his eyes take in every bit that might be damaged. There's nothing but worry and fear flashing in his eyes. I hold my breath when Lenox brings his forehead to mine and lets out a shaky breath. "Thank God you're okay; I should kill that fucker." He whispers as he closes his eyes. "And I deserved that," I chuckle to brighten the mood, but Lenox instantly opens his eyes and glares at me as if I were crazy. "Fuck you, Luka, you didn't! Whoever that cunt was, he better pray to his forsaken gods Laz wi
Luciano pov"We have a reason to suspect that DeAmes isn't dead and, in fact, is looking for you know who." Dom's words take me off guard and make my heart sink. I glance over my shoulder to make sure Seth's asleep and nod towards the main door. The three Alphas walk ahead of me and keep quiet as I close the door behind us. One thing all of us know about our woman is that even pregnant, she still has some of her cat reflexes, and she can stalk around the house unnoticed until she wants someone to be aware of her presence. "Is he after her again?" I ask with a deep, frustrated sigh. I thought we were through this, no, over this. Sure, back then, we didn't find the body or any actual proof that he died, and technically, deep down, we knew the possibility of a real death was very small, but we still hoped. Even though I had a feeling that he would come back, like the optimistic idiot I am sometimes, I just assumed he wouldn't risk his life like that twice. "Luci, no," Dominic says,
DeAmes povI recall the days when I sat in my office, sipped on the finest of wines, and listened to the most beautiful symphonies while my servants rounded me, bringing everything I asked. Those were the days when I enjoyed my life and gladly took everything it had to offer. From luxury cars to the most beautiful women. Back then, I used to attend grand balls and mingle among the wealthiest of society members: the Council, the highest of Alphas, and the Alpha of Alphas himself. I still remember it as if it happened yesterday and how excited I was when the Alpha of Alphas wanted to see me. Out of all guests that night, he invited to his office only me - Marcus DeAmes, a mere demon hunter, who managed to make a name out there not for the skills, but the profit. And yet, I didn't care that much why someone as powerful and high standing as him wanted to see me. I was too blinded by the power a name could bring to one to ever consider there might be something that a usually secretive
Lazarus povLenox disappears upstairs while Luka and I shake our heads and laugh at his behaviour. We don't move from the spot, which I assume is because it feels good to be together again. But now, unlike how it used to be, I feel like the bond between us has strengthened, and it's not so weak anymore. The thread that kept us together since the day we were born is nearly visible. For some reason, I finally feel complete. Both of my brothers are here, and there's a beautiful woman who's more than eager to spend her time with all three of us. We never asked her to choose, and the silly bet flew out of the window when it barely started. I think this is real. This might become our reality, and we could easily walk in our parent's steps to create an out of 'society frame' family. Even thinking about the possibility makes me smile. How amazing would it be to have one woman to share with my brothers on a daily basis? We wouldn't have to worry about the fact that one of us might be singl
Lenox povWhile both of my brothers don't appear too eager to join us in the shower while Sarah's already soaking wet under that stream of water, I can't shake off the feeling that I forgot something. What the fuck I could have forgotten that could be so damn important to nag at my brain for so long? I know I tend to be forgetful and all that shit, but who isn't? Besides, every time I get the feeling I forgot something, I usually forget that within five minutes too. Usually, it's about food, and I remember I had to place it back in the fridge once it goes bad. No biggie. I stand in the bathroom door frame, lean against it and cross my arms in front of my chest while my eyes take in the Goddess. Sarah's one fine-ass woman. She has it all: the body, the mind, the face and the class whenever she needs it. So far, she's hitting all the goals I'd look for in a woman. On top of that, she's an absolute slut in the bedroom and doesn't mind getting fucked in her ass. Yep, I'm keeping this o