LOGINHmmm, Bene thinking of asking Sloane on a date and Sloane asking Scarlet to be her Beta ... it should be an interesting week.
BenedictEight Months Later“There’s my little man!” I say as Sloane brings our son to me in my new office. I take our three-month-old pup who still smells like his mother’s milk, then kiss my mate.“How are my girls?” I growl softly. It wasn’t intentional, but Sloane and I weren’t exactly careful after she delivered our son and now she’s pregnant again, this time with my daughter. She’s excited about having another pup and even more excited that she and Scarlet are pregnant at the same time again and that they are both having girls.“We’re doing fine, Daddy. Your son is still a gluttonous Alpha,” she says, smiling at our son.When we started thinking of names, Sloane assumed that I’d want my son to be another Benedict.“Absolutely not. I’ve had enough ‘B’ names in my family to last me a lifetime. Plus, I grew up never sure if someone was talking to me or my father. If we have a son with my name, it will be even worse.”What I’d suggested made my mate tear up. Then she let me know how
SloaneOne Month LaterLife has been a whirlwind since Benedict and I began combining the packs. We found an architect who drew up plans for our new packhouse. We had our groundbreaking ceremony a couple of days ago and now there’s a constant stream of trucks coming and going.While we started having our warrior training in that space, as soon as construction started, we had to move the area a little farther away. Benedict had the idea to have a pack gathering every weekend, and between that and daily warrior training, the two packs seem to be coming together smoothly.Uncle Roman and Samara brought my brother, sister, and cousins back two weeks after Benedict and I completed our bond. They wanted to see my white wolf and I spent time with Aria, explaining to her what the Moon Goddess told me about our white wolf line. Since my aunt and uncle didn’t know if she’d ever have a white wolf, she never expected to have one, so for her, it wasn’t as impactful as it was for me. Slade was curio
BenedictI feel emotionally exhausted. After the worst night of my life, then hearing everything that Sloane experienced in the Moon Goddess’ realm, then watching the most powerful Alpha in the country breakdown in front of us, it’s no wonder I'm exhausted.My mate, however, seems energized.“It really will be okay for us to mark each other again, Benedict. I swear,” she says, squeezing my hand, before trying to get off my lap.“Unless you’re going to the bathroom, just stay, please,” I say, breathing in her scent to remind myself that she's here, alive and safe in my arms.When Alpha Roman broke down, he and Luna Samara excused themselves. Bethany followed them, saying she was going to get some sleep, and after telling Sloane that she loves her and to take her time coming back today, Scarlet and Daniel left to return to their pack.“You look exhausted, Benedict,” Sloane says, pressing her forehead against mine.“I thought I’d lost you. I had just made you mine and I thought I’d lost y
SloaneI wake with a start, looking around quickly. We’re in wolf form, in a meadow I’ve never seen before.‘Aisling, where are we? What happened? Where’s Benedict?’ I ask.Slowly, my wolf gets to her feet, looking around and sniffing the air. Nothing smells familiar, yet somehow, it all smells familiar. It’s very disorienting and it makes no sense.‘Aisling?’ I ask again, just as she catches the scent of something.She takes off like a shot, racing to the source of the smell. It takes my brain a couple of seconds to catch up with her instinct.‘MOTHER!’ Aisling says, as a beautiful brown wolf steps out of the forest.‘Hello, my beautiful daughter,’ Gillian purrs as Aisling begins making a sound that is part yip and part whine, pushing herself against her mother and licking at her face as if she were a puppy. I can feel her entire backside wagging with her excitement. Aisling never had a chance to meet her mother. Gillian died before I got Aisling. All she’s ever had were my memories o
BenedictEverything was perfect. I had planned tonight to make sure it was perfect. I meant what I said to Sloane about our parents screwing up their mate bond. I have no intention of ever messing things up with Sloane. She’s too perfect.I didn’t want to rush anything, so even though she was practically begging me to slide inside her and my cock was pulsing with my own need to be inside her, I took it slow. I wanted to savor every minute of her, her moans, her taste, and, oh goddess, the sound of her screaming my name when she comes. I will never get tired of hearing that.Everything about her made the possessiveness inside me intensify, making me practically desperate to mark her, showing the world that she’s mine.Then she’d lifted her neck in submission, showing me that she is ready to wear my mark for the rest of her life, and I could wait anymore.As soon as Marrok's canines enter her neck, I felt her power. Goddess, her power is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I have been
SloaneI spent the day moving my bedroom into the front room of the Alpha floor. I had some warriors help me move the larger furniture out of my grandparents room, putting them at the other end of the hallway. The idea of sharing a floor with them while Benedict and I were being intimate is horrifying. When the joint packhouse is complete, I’m leaving my grandparents in this packhouse so Benedict and I can have some privacy.By dinner time, I have everything switched, and my room was already settled. I shower in my new bathroom, making it smell more familiar. I kept the windows open all day, wanting to air out my grandparents scent, hoping to make the room feel like mine more quickly. When I went downstairs to have dinner with my pack, I could feel my excitement building. Tonight is the night I make Benedict mine. Finally.After dinner and letting the pack know I probably won’t return for warrior training in the morning, Scarlet walked me to the border.“Have fun tonight!”“Is it weird







