LOGINLincoln's POVI hear a noise, a low hum, and Lex's ears flick forwards. The bond shimmers, and I realise the pressure in my chest has eased.Zahra's closer.That must be the boat.I walk around the veranda to the front of the house and arrive just as Xander exits the front door.We stand side by side as the boat approaches the jetty.Fucking hell, this is pathetic, but the anticipation I feel is insane. It's like it's Christmas morning and I'm five years old again, waiting to tear open the best present under the tree.I can't contain it anymore. The need to see her and have her in my arms again is so intense. I step off the porch at the same time Xander does. I don't even acknowledge him or the timing as we both walk quickly towards the jetty.We reach it just as the boat does.Zahra's smiling face peers up at us.The knot that's been sitting in my chest all day loosens instantly.She looks radiant.The mark on her neck is proudly displayed, still red around the edges, but it's a beau
Lincoln's POVBy the time the bond stops thrumming with lust and desire, my body is sweaty and my boxers are a sticky mess.Ignoring the discarded plates of pasta, I head upstairs for a shower. My poor dick is tender in the water. I don't think I've pulled on it this much in a twelve-hour period ever. Maybe not even when I hit puberty.When I get back downstairs, Xander is tidying up in the kitchen.I can't look at him.Clearly, he was as affected as I was, but it's weird knowing your friend was just jerking off like a demented sex pest. I don't even know where he went to. Did he even make it to his room? Or do I need to avoid a sofa from now on?I hurry past him back outside and retrieve my phone.I dial Sam's number, and he answers after two rings."Linc, hey. How are things?"I can hear the hope in his voice. I told him the other day that I'd met my mate, but not who she is, or that I'm only one of her mates. That felt like a face-to-face conversation. I just told him we were takin
Lincoln's POVI groan as another wave of desire rockets through me, and images flash inside my mind. Small hands roaming over a large muscled chest, down a toned body. I groan. Fucking hell, why is that so hot? Zahra’s hand clasped around a large hard cock, the head purplish pink. Absently I admire the cock, at the same time as horror and desire flood me in equal measure. This is what’s so fucking uncomfortable about this whole thing. I’m getting image after image of my best friend from Zahra’s point of view. The feeling and sensation she experienced when he was inside her had me seeing stars, and I can only imagine this is going to intensify once I’ve marked her too. But fucking hell, this is enough. I can’t imagine this… stronger.A flash of the head of Tobias’s cock looming closer, and goddess, I think she’s going to put it in her mouth. I groan, my own body responding to the images and the sensation swirling through me. I reach under the table and undo my shorts, sliding my chair
Lincoln's POV"Come on, let's eat something," Xander says gently, his hand still on my arm, and I turn, noticing for the first time the two plates of pasta on the table."Thanks," I mumble at him as my stomach rumbles at the sight.The knot in my chest loosens slightly.I sit back down. The food smells amazing, pesto pasta, rocket, parmesan, tomatoes, and chicken."Sorry it was quick, and it's one of my favourites," Xander says with a shrug, clearly worried I'll dislike the pasta. I catch the uncertainty underneath it, and something in my chest softens further."It looks and smells amazing, thank you."There's a fresh beer on the table as well, and he cracks his lid as I reach for the new bottle. I don't recognise the label, and Xander sees me reading it."These are from the bears. They have moonshine in them."I quirk my eyebrow at him, and he grins.I kind of thought the point of drinking beer wasn't to get wasted, not with our metabolism. You get a pleasant buzz for a while, then y
Lincoln's POVThis house is peaceful. I really like it here, the quiet lap of the water and the way the light dances on the lake. Despite the fact that there are usually four of us here, it's tranquil and quiet.I stare out over the railing of the veranda, out towards the waterfall. The deep ache in the centre of my chest is momentarily forgotten, until the golden bond connecting me to Zahra twangs painfully, dragging my focus back to her absence.I rub at my chest as Lex grumbles in my mind. I take a swig of my beer, needing to numb myself any way I can.It's fucking nearly lunchtime. They have been gone seventeen fucking hours.What the fuck are they doing?I know full fucking well what they are doing. The bond has been thrumming frequently throughout the night and morning. At first, I couldn't work out what had woken me up, but the flash of arousal seeping into me down the golden thread had me as hard as a rock in seconds. I thought I was having some kind of weird Alpha heat I'd ne
Zahra's POVMy breath comes in short, sharp pants as I lie beside Tobias, both of our bodies covered in sweat after what has to be the most amazing...night and morning of my life.I have no idea what time it is, but I'm finally sated, exhausted, and achy. Every muscle in my body feels used in the best possible way, and Tobias's deep satisfaction hums through the bond. He's tired, sated, and smug as fuck.The awareness of his pride has me grinning."Feeling pretty good about something there?" I ask him, trying to keep the laughter from my voice."You fucking bet I am. I just gave my mate sixteen orgasms, not including the three from last night. I'd say that was a pretty successful morning."I turn my head. He's lying on his back, one arm over his chest, the other tucked beneath his head, his broad chest glistening in the sunlight. He's staring at the ceiling with a shit-eating grin plastered all over his face.The smugness rolling through the bond makes me giggle."I'm not disagreeing
Zahra's POVHenry joins us a few minutes later.“Hi, ladies,” he says, his deep voice rumbling slightly as he drops down on the lounger beside me. When he stands to take off his shirt, I can’t help but look.I’ve seen Henry shirtless plenty of times around the pool at the academy. He’s strong, like
Zahra's POV“We’re running the ten-kilometre orange track today,” Thompson calls out. I have no idea what that is, but if it’s anything like the trails at Night Howlers, it’ll be clearly marked with orange paint at intervals.“Keep up,” he says, stepping into position.Then, without warning, he tak
Max's POV“Ok!” I say out loud, only realising after a second that I’ve spoken.“Ok, what?” comes a groggy voice from behind me.Shit. I’d forgotten Xander was still here. I turn to face him.“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. Medus is just going on about something.”He smiles faintly. “It’s ok. I’
Zahra's POVWe move to the centre of the training ring, facing each other. Around us, the others form a loose circle. Even Lucas has his arms folded, watching closely.Greg calls out, “Begin when ready.”Henry moves first, his staff sweeping low in a testing arc. I sidestep and redirect, the sharp







