Alvara’s Point of View
Adelia and Teagan had surprised me with a visit. All our out-of-town guests were arriving tomorrow. Staying in the villas just past the stables. Ciaran had invited some to dinner later tomorrow evening. Dressing up and putting a good foot forward was important. From now on I would be known as the Luna of Eiecrunt. The helper and healer of the pack. Getting blessings from our allies was important enough that both Teagan and Adelia had come to choose an outfit.
Not too formal nor too casual. There had to be a happy medium by which we could go. Floor-length dress but with fewer jewels than an evening gown. Pumps, no heels. Just a happy girl in love with her mates. No up-dos. Straight hair. The list was endless to what was appropriate and what wasn’t.
Adelia would often comment on what made my figure look great and what hung like a bag on me. Teagan would discard the items immediately and try something dif
Adelia's Point of ViewOn the way home I felt my heartbeat speed up. Dizziness warped the edges of my vision but I put my foot down nonetheless. I had to get home. Get to a place where no one could overhear the conversation I needed to have. Father had set about cleaning up my mess with Ciaran. I had told him it was fine. That I refused to go be with Bellamy.Ciaran was the lesser of two evils but I had just joined the ranks of monsters. Had passed a line that I never knew was there.Alvara wanted me to go with her to Half-Moon. Protect her. Be there for her when shit hit the fan and I had betrayed that trust, Betane it down with a stick until it could no longer move. My own wellbeing was up for debate but Alvara's wasn't. She had finally found it all. After horrid years inside that pack. Being stolen. Brutalized. And I wanted to risk it all so that my father would stay appeased.I stopped at a red light, gripping the
Alvara's Point of ViewTuesday morning was a complete mess. Maids ran in and out of every room in the house. Cleaned every surface until it sparkled. Washed every dish three times over so that the porcelain squeaked from cleanliness. Secured flowers by the dozens for the day. Gardeners were fiercely trimming any plant that grew to be too unruly. Mowed the lawn with precision. As if the royal family was coming in for tea and not just our guests for the coming party.My boys were nowhere to be seen, either. Work would keep them busy until lunch. We would eat together and get ready for our first guests afterward. Today was going to be a whirlwind. Luckily I had asked Teagan and Adelia to come to help me get ready for everything. Nervous was a complete understatement.This would be my first formal introduction as Luna of Eiecrunt. We had yet to hold the actual ceremony for it but with the war, there was no time for such luxuries. A si
Alvara’s Point of View Teagan and I had fallen into the champagne. Then into the food. We had gotten dressed with music in the background. Teagan sang freely. Jumped on the bed a few times. I must admit that the alcohol had gotten to our heads to some degree. Made our minds fuzzy and happy at the same time. Neither of us wanted the feeling to end. Not even the cheese could dull the effects. Or even fill me up. Lunch would be a blessing.Adelia’s presence was missed but knowing she was just sick made me feel slightly better. That looming feeling had been dulled by the bubbly goodness of champagne. Knowing that guests were arriving shortly made my stomach buzz. Whether it was from excitement, dread, or the alcohol, I had no idea. But I enjoyed it nonetheless.Harland had finally rocked up, dressed to the nines. His hair was styled perfectly. Teeth bleach white. Even his attire was better than normal. With a casual air around
Alvara's Point of ViewAfter lunch, the tables were set outside. Chinese lanterns were dropped around the garden, casting the atmosphere into one out of a fairytale. Champagne flutes were being packed on small stables and the alcohol itself was kept in ice baths. Fresh flowers sat in vases. High chairs were quickly covered in white covers.Watching all of this unfold in front of me was miraculous. In moments, the garden was transformed from plain to spectacular. The maids had done a wonderful job. Had smiled and laughed as they created this masterpiece. This was a true joy. Something I had never come upon in Half-Moon.Dargan and Harland helped wherever they could. Ozias organized all the snacks on the larger tables. Maverick spoke with security to make sure no one unsavory was getting in. All of this for twenty guests. It seemed almost impossible. Well, twenty people excluding the seven of us.Albert had taken to playing t
Alvara's Point of ViewDinner was a cacophony of voices and conversations. Everyone spoke loudly. Had varying opinions on numerous subjects. Harsh words were exchanged once until Ciaran had stepped in. Stopped the fight before it fully started. I was thankful for his presence. Thankful that he sat at the head of the table.I was to his right. Ozias to his left. Maverick sat beside me and Dargan opposite him. Being caged between all of them set my mind on fire. Made me daydream about what we had done the other night. The cursed mating bond drove my hormones wild. Wanted me to consume them all and leave nothing behind. I tried my best to keep my thoughts hidden but Maverick could smell the arousal every once in a whileHis hand rested on my thigh. Brutally close to my cunt. One move was all it would take for him to please me. Tease me beneath the table. I could feel my cheeks redden at the thought. My boys were too lost in a conversation
Ciaran's Point of View The party went on swimmingly. Everyone was having a good time. Drinking and laughing. Phaedra had taken an interest in what Dargan was doing concerning the consoles and games he was developing. Farren had looked entranced by Maverick and his wild adventures. Nerezza had a certain hunger in her eyes when she looked at Alvara. Those glances she stole of our mate had gone unnoticed by Alvara but tightened something inside my heart. Then Maverick had stood abruptly. Walked out of the dining room with Dargan and Alvara in tow. I hadn't the slightest idea why until I had looked at Alvara. Her cheeks were stained red. Her eyes swam with lustful intent. There was no doubt inside my mind that she had sent images to Maverick. Pushed him far over the edge. Covering my smirk when they left, I averted my attention back to Nerezza. She was speaking about her latest investment. Had pulled Ozias into the conversation as
Ozias' Point of View"Will you please just eat your fucking food?" I growled at Alvara. She sat with her arms crossed over her chest. Glared at the rest of us as if we had killed her dog. Maverick cursed and stood up to walk towards her."No. Leave her be. I want to see how long this tantrum will last. Responding physically now would only make our hand weaker." Ciaran murmured, sipping from his coffee. His empty breakfast plate was in front of him. Along with migraine pills. Dargan remained on the other side of the kitchen. Took inventory of all the things still left in the fridge.Alvara had been on a hunger strike since last night. She had refused her dessert. Refused any snacks. Kept looking over at Maverick and Dargan. Nerezza and they had left not long after Alvara had joined us again. By the look on Nerezza's face, she knew what had happened.From the sex smell coming from Alvara, Dargan, and Maverick, we could all fucking
Alvara's Point of View Sybil had done a wonderful job at organizing the event. The mood lights were set to a blue. Smoke machines lined the backside of the dais. Fog swooped in from behind us, casting the five of us in a moody atmosphere. The bar was fully stocked and this time, completely free. Each room was set up differently. The one we had occupied the other night had new covers and a new color scheme altogether. Memories of that night still repeated in my mind. Got me wet the moment I had stepped into the room. The dais now looked full compared to the last time we had been here. Five black chairs sat on it. Just in front, there was another raised platform. Our playpen for the evening. We were waiting for the guests to walk in. Sitting on our thrones and watching for any signs of life. Outside, people screamed at their favorite celebrities. Photographers snapped photos left and right. We had snuck in. Avoided the paparazzi