LOGINDelilah's POV"I do.""Dante Blackwell. Do you pledge yourself to Delilah Calloway as her bonded mate, to honor her choices, respect her strength, and stand beside her as an equal for as long as you both live?"Dante looked at me. His grey eyes held mine and his voice was rough and certain."I do.""Mateo Blackwell. Do you pledge the same?"Mateo's eyes were wet. His voice cracked on the first word and he didn't try to hide it."I do."Corbin looked at the three of us standing in the moonlight and his expression shifted into what I could only describe as respect."Then let the bond be formed."Dante moved first. He stepped close and his hand came up to my face and he tilted my chin and looked into my eyes for one long second. Then he lowered his mouth to the curve of my neck where it met my shoulder and I felt his teeth graze the skin and Storm surged inside my chest with a howl that shook my bones.His teeth broke through.The pain was sharp and bright and lasted half a second before
Delilah's POVThey held the rhythm. Mateo's mouth and Dante's fingers working in sync like they'd planned it and maybe they had because the two of them had always been able to read each other without speaking and right now that talent was being used to take me apart piece by piece.The second orgasm built slower, deeper. I could feel it in my stomach and my thighs and my chest, a full-body wave that grew every time Mateo's tongue hit the right spot and Dante's fingers curled inside me."I'm close," I said. "Don't stop. Harder. Both of you."Mateo sucked and Dante pressed deeper and I reached back and grabbed a fistful of Dante's hair with one hand and held Mateo's head with the other and I used them both exactly the way I wanted to because this was mine now. This moment, this pleasure, these two men on their knees and at my back giving me everything I asked for. Mine.The second orgasm tore through me and I screamed. I actually screamed and my legs gave out completely and Mateo caught
Delilah's POVHe made a sound low in his throat and his lips pressed against the curve of my neck and the warmth of his mouth sent a shiver down my spine that I didn't bother hiding. His musky scent wrapped around me and Storm hummed and my head tipped back without my permission.Dante's hand slid up my spine from behind. Slow, deliberate, his fingers tracing the line of my back like he was memorizing it."Higher," I said.His hand moved to the back of my neck and his thumb pressed into the tension there and a groan slipped out of me before I could catch it."Good," I said. "Keep doing that."Mateo's mouth trailed from my neck to my collarbone and his hands tightened on my waist. "Can I go lower?""Ask me again.""Can I go lower, Delilah?""Yes."His lips moved down my chest and his breath was hot against my skin and when his mouth closed over my nipple I gasped and grabbed a fistful of his hair and held him there. His tongue circled and flicked and I felt the pull of it all the way d
Delilah's POV I waited three days after the Council left before I went to them.Not because I needed the time. Because I wanted them to sweat. Because after everything they'd put me through, three days of wondering whether the woman who'd just saved their entire family was going to let them back in felt like the bare minimum of what they owed me.On the third evening I sent Stella to the barracks with a message for Dante and another to the main house for Mateo. Same message for both of them.My cabin. Nine o'clock. Come alone.Dante arrived first. He knocked once and waited. I opened the door and he walked in wearing a plain black shirt with his sleeves rolled up and his grey eyes careful like a man walking into a room where the floor might give out.Mateo came two minutes later. He didn't knock. He just stood in the open doorway until I nodded him inside. His amber eyes moved from me to Dante and back again and his jaw was tight with the effort of not speaking first.I closed the do
Delilah's POV"I've been through worse." I held his gaze. "Your daughter was a guest in this pack and I'm sorry her mating didn't work out. But Dante Blackwell rejected Celeste of his own free will as an adult member of this pack. Mateo did the same with Thalia. Those were their choices and they made them publicly and legally through the proper rites."I sat back. "If you're looking for someone to blame for your broken alliances, the men who broke them are right outside this building. I'm just the healer.""The healer they're both now pursuing," Crest said."Yes. As an independent wolf with my own rank and my own standing, I've chosen to explore a relationship with both of them. That decision was made recently and openly. There's nothing forbidden about it. I'm not their stepsister in any legal sense. I'm an independent member of this pack and the choices I make about my personal life are exactly that. Personal."Thorne looked at Crest. Crest looked at the elders. The elders looked at
Delilah's POVI dressed carefully the next morning, for me and not for them. I braided my hair back tight like Helena had taught me, pulled on a clean shirt and trousers, and looked at myself in the small mirror until the woman staring back had no cracks showing. Just the flat steady gaze of a healer who had work to do and a pack to protect.Storm was quiet inside my chest but not dormant like she'd been after Jaxon's rejection. She was alert and waiting, crouched low and watching for the moment to move."You ready?" she asked."No. But that's never stopped me before."The main hall was full when I walked in.Corbin sat at the head of the long table with Ryker to his right. Alpha Thorne sat across from them, a broad silver-haired man with cold blue eyes and a jaw that looked like it had been carved from the same stone as his reputation.Beta Crest sat beside him, smaller and sharper, with the watchful energy of a man who counted every slight and forgot none of them. The two council el
Delilah's POV Tuesday morning dawned gray and overcast. I woke to my alarm with the brothers already gone, nothing left but the lingering warmth of sheets and their scent on my pillows.My phone showed a text from Mateo sent at three AM.Mateo: We wanted to come to you last night. Couldn't risk it
Delilah's POV But I didn't pull off. I wanted to taste him, wanted to make him come. I doubled my efforts and moments later he was coming with a groan, his release filling my mouth. I swallowed it all, something about the act feeling intensely intimate."Perfect," Mateo praised while pulling out g
Delilah's POV I nodded and slipped out of the training facility, my legs shaking as I made my way back to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and tried not to panic at how obvious it was what I'd been doing.I splashed cold water on my face, fixed my hair as best I could, and took sever
Delilah's POV "I'm fine," I said, even though my body was still sore and every movement reminded me of what we'd done.Dante's hand came up to cup my face, his thumb brushing over my cheekbone in that tender gesture I was learning meant more than any words. "You're covering marks.""I have to." I







