LOGINAlora
Nissa led me to the 3rd floor of this massive mansion, “A lot of us single wolves live here, it’s rather like being in a college dorm, or at least that’s what it always reminds me of. The kitchens serve 3 meals a day, and there’s snacks left out all the time. Each floor also has its own little kitchen area with a fridge, microwave, pantry full of snacks, and stuff like that. It’s all community so you can help yourself to anything. We all take rotations at different jobs for the pack, like helping in the kitchens, or helping in the kids area, or guard rotations, even maintenance sometimes.”
I didn’t comment, just nodded when she looked at me. I was visually cataloging everything. I was looking at exits, entry points, locations where people would be located, possible ambush points, or places where it would be easier to be cornered and attacked. My wolf kind of whined in my head, and I just explained by thinking to her about what happened to me as a kid. Then I saw her seem to lower herself to her belly and wag her tail, like she was saying sorry, or trying to make me feel better. It was kind of weird, but I was trying to work with it.
The door she opened led to a nice room, there was a queen sized bed, the wood was pine, and the bedding was a homemade quilt, with a lot of different colors. There were matching end tables, and a lamp on each. There were hardwood floors, and several rugs were thrown around. There was a chest of drawers, a desk, and two other doors I could see.
“Those two doors lead to the closet and the bathroom. The bathroom is always stocked, but if you need something specific, there's a town not far from here where we go on supply runs. So, either when you join a supply run, or you can put a request in for things to be picked up with the supplies.” Again when she looked at me I just nodded.
“Well, I need to turn in a report about today. So, let me know if you need anything, or you can find Killian in his office or the control room with security usually. There’s a lot of outdoor space of course, there’s acres that we have here for our wolves to run on, and there’s several well maintained gardens, so you can always head out there. Feel free to poke around and check things out as well. She smiled and did a little wave as she left and closed the door behind her.”
I walked to the closet and opened it. I wasn’t surprised to find it empty, I mean no one was living in this room obviously, and I sure as hell didn’t have shit, so there’d be nothing to put in it. I looked in the chest of drawers and was surprised to find some generic basics in here. There were several unopened packs of panties and bras with tags, in several sizes. Then there was a drawer with plane t-shirts in neutral colors in several sizes. Then another had matching shorts to the t-shirts, and the last one was sweatpants that matched the t-shirts. So, that was good. I could shower and scrub myself and then put on clean clothes.
I grabbed several things, not really knowing what sizes might still fit me, but I would make it work. I went into the bathroom and was slightly impressed that it was nice. There was a walkin shower and a separate garden tub. Also there was a basket of different soaps, shampoos, conditioners, toothbrushes in plastic, and toothpaste. I brushed my teeth like 4 times. Then I grabbed up shampoo, soap, and conditioner and headed to the shower. I purposely avoided looking into the mirror. I had learned a long time ago that it was best to avoid mirrors unless absolutely necessary.
I’m not honestly sure how long I spent in that shower. I know I scrubbed myself for a really long time, and I spent a bit of time sitting in there convincing myself the water running down my face wasn't really tears. It didn’t seem to matter how many times I scrubbed and scrubbed, I didn’t feel clean, even when I finally gave up and got out. I put on clean underwear that was just plain boyshorts. I avoided anything remotely sexy, even before this bullshit. A plain t-shirt bra was next, and I did notice that my ribs were clearly visible under my breasts, and I noticed my protruding bones a few other places as well.
Being october the weather is changing, so especially considering that it’s probably evening, or soon will be, I decided to go with sweats and a t-shirt, not to mention I don’t like showing skin much. I did notice something though. I used to have a lot of scars from my childhood. When I looked at my skin while drying off and putting on clothes today, I didn’t see the scars anymore. I honestly wasn’t sure how I felt about that.
I was done getting dressed, and started pulling open drawers in the bathroom and found several brushes, and they looked new, or new enough. I wasn’t really picky about that kind of stuff. I brushed out my long brown hair, and managed to get it wrestled into a braid. It was pretty thick with a lot of natural waves to it, so sometimes it fought me on it. I even found a bunch of ponytail holders so I managed to keep it secure. Then I threw what I had been wearing in the trash and shoved it down.
I managed to find some slipper shoe things in the closet back corner, and they had a solid rubber sole, so I put some on, though they were big on me. Then, I left the room and went searching. Again, I cataloged everything, it was so ingrained in me, I couldn’t shut it off. So, I made my way down to the bottom of the steps. I remember Nissa had said that there was a garden, so I started trying to find a door outside.
Eventually another girl was walking by and I guess she saw the confusion on my face, “Is there something I can help you find?”
“Ah, the door outside, Nissa said there was a garden.” she smiled and walked me to it and I nodded as I opened the door, and I rushed out into the fresh air. Being cooped up in that fucking cement room made me want to not have walls around me, to be here in the open air, smelling non contaminated air.
“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll get the fuck out, and leave Killian alone.” I turned to see a sour face on a tall blond with a tight short skirt, and a crop tank top.
KillianWe had been home with the babies for just over two weeks now. I was amazed at how much they grew and changed every single day. It was like I turned around and they were different in some way. Alora agreed about how quickly they were changing on us. She was doing great with them both. She seemed to be settling into being a mom now, but I knew she was still worried that she would mess them up somehow. I just tried to encourage her all that I could. There had been no more deliveries of strange flowers. That had helped with calming Alora down as well. We had found a couple of listening devices at the main pack house. We are thinking they were placed originally by Griffin when he’d been here. We hadn’t swept for bugs since then, so it was very much possible. We were just trying to keep everything as calm as possible and moving forward in the right direction. She was getting so much better about me touching her. It was like that night that I had touched her and we had been intima
AloraI’m operating on little sleep as well as absolute fear right now. I keep watching all of the shadows around the room, looking for him to just step out of thin air and be there. That’s almost like what I felt this morning seeing those fucking flowers. All of the sudden he was just there again. I have been feeling better, more hopeful now that the babies are born and no longer physically attached to me. So, now if something happens to me, it doesn’t automatically happen to them. So, I try to keep holding onto that. I know Marcus is checking to see what happened and who sent the flowers, but I have a feeling he will have covered his tracks. He’s too good not to. So, now I am trying to figure out what he was trying to tell me. Obviously he knows where I am, but I already knew that. The moment the people here turned traitor and joined up with him, no doubt they would have given him all of the information about the pack. That would include the new Luna no doubt. So, is he trying t
KillianI am getting ready to head over to the pack house for just a bit. My sister is coming to help Alora with the babies this morning and she is so excited she can hardly stand it. Alora just rolled her eyes at how excited Elizabeth was. Marcus is meeting me in my office so we can go over some of the security tasks, and then Paul and I will be going over the pack businesses and seeing if there is anything we need to take care of. When I open the front door I stop and stare at the huge vase sitting on my front stoop. I tilt my head and look at it for a while. Then I step around it and go to the enforcers who are patrolling around the side of the house.“Hey guys, where did these flowers come from?” They all turn and look at me. “There was a delivery this morning, and we thought you had gotten them for the Luna, but we didn’t want to risk waking the babies up, so we put them on the front step.” I nod.“Was there any information about who sent them, because they aren’t from me.” The
AloraSleep deprivation was a real thing. The babies didn't sleep all that much as they needed to be fed like every two hours, and with the two of them, I felt like I was constantly feeding one or the other. Killian was being great about helping any way he could. He changed diapers, got clean clothes, got me food, and managed to keep everyone at bay. He did talk to me about a picture and I consented to that. That way everyone would get a glimpse of the babies, but I didn't have to worry about being surrounded, or them either for that matter, with a bunch of people, or rather wolves. The girls were doing great, so that put my mind at ease. It helped that I wasn’t alone and that we had enforcers watching the house. The house had a security system that was kept fully armed even with us in the house. Killian was there with us all the time to help and watch over us. I felt safer with him. It surprised me when I started feeling that way. I could never remember another person making me feel
KilianIt was rather a surreal experience returning home. We had left as a mated couple and were returning as a family of four. The twins were currently passed out sleeping in their carriers, which honestly they slept the majority of the time. I could see Alora was still exhausted, so I was going to put her to bed and just try to get her to stay there and only worry about taking care of babies for the next couple of days. We had one of those bed side bassinets that we would put the babies in so she only had to roll over and get them for feeding and such. I would be there to take care of whatever she needed, and help with diapers and rocking fussy babies. I was rather disappointed when I looked up to see Elizabeth, Marcus, Paul, and my new Gamma Timothy. I groaned softly and looked at Alora who looked a bit fatigued and I wanted her to rest. We carried the twins to our bedroom and unstrapped them from their carriers placing them in the bedside bassinet. They were still curled up tight
AloraI never in a million years thought I would be a mother. I never thought I would be a mate either, and in fact had no clue about that whole world. I had expected that things would continue the way they had since I had gotten free and aged out of foster care, I had planned to lay low, just work, live, pay bills, and that was it. I never wanted a relationship or kids. That was never in m plans. Then this whole thing happened and I was thrown in the deep end of a pool I had no clue how to swim in. then Killian happened, and I didn’t have any say in any of that and it pissed me off. Then we were mated and I hated that I felt connected to him when I never wanted to be connected to anyone again. Then we found out Rupert was not only out of jail but a werewolf and was recruiting followers again. When we found out I was pregnant I was inundated with so much horror I couldn't breathe. The idea that those horrors would be revisited upon me was something I knew I couldn't live through a s
KillianI am at my desk going over the reports that I got from Marcus and Paul about the girls we rescued today. Most of them are settling in pretty well. Two have family we are going to have to bring into all of this, so that’s always a delicate balance to do. We have a couple that are pregnant, s
KillianWalking in hearing my mate say she wouldn't be claiming me or letting me claim her pisses my wolf the fuck off big time. I reel him in by reminding him that she's been hurt recently, and probably just scared.I step into the room further and watch my wolves look back and forth nervously. Sh
Alora“I’ll teach you to attack me and try to tell me what the fuck to do.” I hear an angry voice.Then I’m grabbed by the hips, flipped over onto my stomach, my hips are pulled up, and then suddenly he is behind me shoving into me. I scream bloody mureder at the absolute agony of what he’s doing t
AloraI beat my palms against my steering wheel, “Mother fucking son of a bitch. No, no, no, you can't do this to me. Come on you piece of shit, start.”I turn the key in the ignition again, praying under my breath, “Come on, come on, start, start.” The only sound is a click.I lean my head back ag







