Ozias' Point of View
Sex filled the room before us. Ciaran had gotten restless as the minutes ticked away with no sign of Maverick and Alvara. We all knew that they had gotten caught up in something but the Alpha's nerves were fried. Savanah's death had left a lingering fear within him. If Alvara was out of sight for just a second too long, he might implode.
"Do you want me to find them?" I asked, lifting myself from my seat. Ciaran barely glanced at me. Clearing my throat, I tried again. "Do you want me to go see where they might be hiding?" This time his head shot towards me. Those Alpha eyes glowed beneath the dim lights. Beneath them was a layer of fear.
"They might just be off playing somewhere." Dargan offered, leaning back in his chair. He was the one who had constructed the security for tonight. With every exit and entrance covered, the rotating schedule made it impossible to enter without our intervention. The Omega had stuck t
Alvara's Point of ViewI had fractured over and over again. Shriveled and squirmed at Maverick's onslaught. He had brought me to new heights. Showed me what a giving partner was truly like. The atmosphere added and even edgier feel to it. We were surrounded by sex and lust and desire. The best of mixes. I had dreamt of such an experience most of my life but Eugene had always denied me the desire. What had I expected from a man that thought missionary was the only way to go?What I hadn't expected was for Ozias to come looking for us. His reaction at seeing us. Hrd as a rock and ready to tame me. But he had wanted to leave. To walk away without even touching me. It was criminal to think. So I took matters into my own hands. Brought him closer and ate him alive. With Maverick between my legs and Ozias in my mouth, I could feel my body running down towards the finish line.My orgasm was beyond anything I had experienced before. Intense and
Dargan's Point of ViewCiaran had decided it was best we leave early from the Party. Alvara had been shaken up. Ozias had taken to escorting her back to the car. Teagan and Harland had stayed behind, swearing to Ciaran that they would handle any problems that sprouted.The night was a bust. If the Royal family found out about what Ciaran had done, they might want retribution. The form of which none of us could predict. It was another waiting game. Who would flinch first.Maids greeted us at the door, taking our coats and Alvara's robe. We refrained from speaking about what had happened. About who we had just killed. Murdered in front of all our other guests.Ciaran was somber, storming off to his office first chance he got. Maverick snuck away to his room, using exhaustion as an excuse but I knew better. We could all smell Alvara on him. From his breath to his fingers. Alvara smelt like both Maverick and Ozias. Apparently, the pa
Alvara's Point of ViewDisbelief rippled over my skin. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. Could feel my heart strain to pump. What Ozias had said was madness. It couldn't be true. Alpha Stefan had saved me from rogues. Took me in as his child.Eugene had never said a word about such things. Besides, we were married by the time Savanah's pack was wiped out. Everyone heard about it. Stefan had even sent aid. Two years later he had succumbed to cancer.They had never been anything but lovely towards me. Helping me. I was the leech who had bled them dry without giving anything in return. Eugene had even mated with me. Bonded with me."Alvara." Ciaran said from somewhere far away.But I had had a twin. A sister. All my life I felt like I missed some part of me. Could it have been her? Could she have loved the same men I wanted to love now? If all of this was true, then why keep it from me?Was that the reason the
Alvara's Point of View Dargan had made French toast. Eating felt like a burden when my mind was so far off. None of them had said anything about my half eaten food. Their silence was also a blessing. The details of what had happened at Lover's Quarrel was up to their librarian, Albert. Ozias had offered to take me to him and I had accepted. But later on today. I needed to still my mind before facing my bleak past. I had no recollection of those early years. Maybe that was a blessing as well. Or a curse. I couldn't fully decide. Finding them in this chaos felt damning. If I had known them before, I could have freed myself from that prison. My sister might have lived. Mother and father... My parents might have made it out alive that day. "I'm going up for a moment. Come get me in about an hour?" I told Ozias and wiped my mouth with a napkin. Concerned stares bounced off of me but I chose to ignore them. Ignore the pity. Self gr
Maverick's Point of ViewHe had the audacity to call again. I knew it was coming, seeing as everyone had seen Alvara enter. Kiss Ciaran so passionately that the room took in a collective breath. Even if it was just a warning to whomever might want to touch her, Eugene would see it as an excuse to start a war. Anything to gain more power. More wealth. Lover's Quarrel was the perfect example that Half-Moon would do anything to gain whatever they wanted. Like father like son, it seemed.Like clockwork, the phone call came. Dargan had run for Ozias. Ciaran had growled in displeasure. Every interaction with that failure of a man left us on edge. Declaring open war on us was one thing but involving the Royal family was another.After Ciaran's little stunt last night, the Royal family wouldn't hesitate in helping Half-Moon. Our wealth and power was extensive within this continent and steadily growing across the world. We were a threat and any
Dargan's Point of View Clouds had gathered across the sky. Rain threatened, dark grey clouds coming ever closer to the house. Maybe it was a sign that what we had discussed with Eugene yesterday wasn't right. Alvara had rushed into agreeing to meet him without thinking. But I could understand why. She needed closure. An end to her suffering. He had done horrendous things to her over the years and if this was all she wanted in return, we would happily give it to her. Maverick had his hands full trying to anticipate every move and counter move the brutal Alpha would make. No threat was too small. But we had a secret weapon. Ciaran had clawed his way through life up until now. Violence was born into him. Fighting for survival was instinct. Fighting for his mate was his purpose. The Alpha everyone now knew as merciful was just what he showed on the surface. We all had tainted pasts. Parts of my soul would never fully heal from wh
Alvara's Point of View My body was on fire. Screeching from where he touched me. Every nerve stood on end as our tongues danced together. Rain slipped down my body, drenching the heat of my skin. Dargan was here. He would kill for me. Die for me if need be. The thought was perplexing but woefully enticing. There was a thrumming inside my chest. Like my heart would beat straight through my ribs and shatter into the air. His hand tugged at the back of my head, forcing me into submission. I wanted all of him. Especially the hard cock he so carelessly shoved against me. I moaned when he bit my lip again. Digging my nails into his back, Dargan growled lowly. Pleasure jolted to my groin. Fuck want, I needed him closer. Sensing my urgency and change in pace, Dargan lifted me by my ass. My legs wrapped around his stomach. Only one hand kept me in the air. One arm. And I knew I wasn't the smallest, yet Dargan didn't slow or falter.
He was coming today. Mother had already left, knowing the fallout would be tremendous between them. The house had to be perfect. Freshly cut flowers in vases, tulips to symbolize unconditional love. Lavender incense burning in almost every room to calm his mind. Every dish he had ever liked waiting in the dining room. Servants kept themselves scarce. Good. Father shouldn't be burdened by the lesser wolves around him. Today was just our day. The door bell rang and I could hear a maid head towards it. Fire heated my blood. "No, no! I'll get it." I chimed and jumped towards the door. The maid recoiled at my sudden appearance and I smiled. They were terrified of me. No matter how many times mother had scolded me on being more polite, I couldn't force myself to be. After all, I was their superior. Smoothing down my hair a last time, I clicked the door open. My heart raced within my chest. How long had it been since I last saw him? Months? Mother was terrib