“I could easily take on a handful of these guys and win," I boasted, "and another dozen would be a challenge, but I’d still win, there are few I would put up a good fight against, but I wouldn’t be cocky enough to think I’d win.”
“A secret warrior huh?” Wyatt raised his eyebrow at me as he studied my face, I couldn’t help looking at him, but I snapped my head back to watching the guards.
“My dad made sure we trained in everything growing up, I’ve mainly trained against men,” I beamed but I don’t think Wyatt found it as amusing, “I could show you?”
“No,” his response was immediate, and he looked irritated, "it's different Brianna, they have their wolf strength, you don't yet,"
“Give em to me anyways,” I surprised Xander by straddling him on the edge of the bed, sitting back into his lap, “or we’ll get distracted again and Wyatt won’t be pleased what he walks in on.”“Speak for yourself Precious,” he smirked, “some of us have self-control.”“Some of us, yes,” I smirked, “you?”“Pick a dress that airs on the side of sexy,” he tried to gauge my reaction, “my father is very, old school, so don’t talk out of turn or say anything controversial.”“Great,” I rolled my eyes and he gave me a look that said ‘I told you’.“Xander gets all the fun,” Wyatt pouted a
“It’s a pleasure sir,” I smiled sweetly at him, ignoring Alaric for a moment as I held out my hand to shake Barrett's. He grasped my hand gently, but firm, and turned it slightly as he leant over and kissed the top of my hand, keeping his eyes on me. “The pleasure is all mine,” his voice boomed as he skillfully took me and my dress in. “I told you,” Larissa chimed in giddily, “she’s gorgeous!” I’m sure I was blushing, maybe this wouldn’t be as bad as I thought it would be. I felt Xander’s hand guide me to the other side of the table where I noticed there were only two place settings. I sat where he took me but my heart was aching that Wyatt wouldn’t be beside me as well. When I looked up, Wyatt’s honey eyes were lighter than usual as he locked into mine, at least he was directly across from me, planned I’m
“Barrett, if you do this, I will NEVER forgive you,” Larissa was angrier than I could imagine her ever getting, “you don’t know what’s at stake, just leave.”“I, Brianna Roberts, a rogue,” Barrett started as he glared down his wife, “reject you, Alaric, Xander, and Wyatt Huxley of Shadow Forest, as my mate.” Larissa was crying uncontrollably, sitting down between the counter and the stove when his voice caught my attention again, “Do it quickly after you remove the bracelet, or your wolf won’t allow it. I know this isn’t easy Brianna, but what you’re doing is selfless for them, they will have a better life because of it, and the Moon Goddess might grant you a second chance at finding a new mate.”He left, leaving the house entirely, and I sat stunned and confused. I knew t
I sat there staring at him for a few moments, unsure of what to say if anything as Dez collected himself to continue.“Your father took me in when they died during one of the attacks to pose as your brother,” Dez’s voice paused again for a moment, “I was the only son his Beta had, and he knew that you would need me.”“Oh Dez,” I got up and hugged him, refusing to let go until he let me go, and then sat back down.“I would do anything for you Brianna,” he wiped away a tear of his own, “your mom was already pregnant with you, and they kept moving around until you were born. Your mom died giving birth to you, and your dad knew the prophecy about you was correct when you were born on the winter solstice. I was too little to remember any of that firs
Dez was fixing up a place to lay down on the loveseat in the living room, knowing that I wouldn’t want to sleep alone and that I wasn’t going to bed anytime soon. I turned on whatever would distract me for the time being on the T.V. and zoned out. Dez looked so peaceful when he fell asleep, he really was my ride or die, my person for life, he would have made an amazing Beta, and I was grateful that through everything that happened to him because of me, that he loved me still.It was the very early hours of the morning, I left the living room blinds open most of the night, staring up at the sky and wondering if my life would be worth all of this effort in the end. I didn’t want my life to be a disappointment, unworthy of everyone that’s sacrificed and died for me already.
Xander gripped me tightly, his hands rougher than normal, and I heard myself audibly gasp when he slid me over his already hardened dick through his pants. My core was instantly soaked, and Wyatt was rumbling in the seat beside me watching us.I pushed on Xander’s chest pushing him back into his seat, my strength even surprising me a bit, and moved my hips lightly over him.I rocked against him slowly, rubbing myself over him through his pants as I looked to the side and got dragged into Wyatt’s eyes. I bit my lip, begging him to kiss me, and when his lips crashed into mine I almost orgasmed instantly. His lips were so supple and soft, yet so rough that I demanded more and more.
I picked the middle set of double doors first. They opened to a huge balcony equipped with furniture to sit on, a couple of big plants and flower planters that hung around the railing, sure to be full of colour in a few months. The balcony overlooked the big green space where the guys trained and held a clear view of the solid tree line that surrounded the house.I went back in and chose the doors that were furthest away from the fireplace. When I opened them it was a massive walk-in closet that seemed to go on forever. It had an open space in the center complete with a small bench to sit on, full-length mirrors, and already had a section of clothing for Wyatt, Xander, and more stuff for me than I remember having here.There was a whole section j
The next week seemed to go by fast, I spent all my time with Wyatt and Xander, both together and apart. There was lots of making out, but we mostly just talked and I enjoyed seeing their different personalities come out. It was still a bit difficult when I came back to tell them apart unless they were speaking, but they seemed so different now that I could never mistake one for the other again.Xander’s mood was more relaxed, they both had their moments, but he lived to be the romantic. He favoured cuddling on the couch, cooking meals together, and complimenting me as often as he could. If there was a choice, he would choose something red in colour, and though he found it embarrassing for whatever reason, he loved his tea. No matter what kind, if I steeped it and added a tiny bit of cream, he was sure to drink it with me.Wyatt’s mood was defi