Ian’s POV The contractor’s needed a hand today putting up trusses and framing before a storm rolls in. It was ridiculously hot and humid. Looking at my watch, it’s already 7pm… damn. I pull out my phone, shit. I ring Ruth, “hey, sorry we’re just finishing for the day. We’re almost done with this last wall. Wanna head this way and we’ll make dinner?”. I am desperate for a nice cold shower and a good meal but more than that, to relax into Ruth’s arms. Probably after a shower though. I am dripping in sweat after today. Damn. Okay, if she’s gonna be here soon, I better hustle. “Todd, help me finish this last section. My girl is on her way to pick me up”. He laughs at me. “Got a hot date with your lady there Ian?”. I chuckle, “every night is a hot date when your lady looks like mine now come on”. He looks at me with a goofy expression, “someone’s cocky”. I just laugh. He grabs the other end of the plywood. I hear a couple of whistles. Looking in the direction, I se
Ian’s POV Ruth lost consciousness after I marked her. I knew it was a possibility. I took care of her, cleaning her up and even brushing out her tangled locks. Thankfully we didn’t have to worry about any hyman blood, I thought. Max is a little bit curious just how big this dildo is or was. Wait, is? “You think she still has it?”Max intrudes. I don’t know buddy. I took care of dressing her, settling for one of my t-shirts. I love when she wears them. I lay behind her, watching her sleep. My mate. I gently stroke her cheek. Goddess she really is the most beautiful and perfect woman. My stomach growls, ruining the moment. I am truly famished though. Dammit. Max pushes forward, “screw food Ian, lay here and stare at mate”. Well, when you put it like that, it’s not creepy.. At all. Max is just as grateful as me. We both thought we’d die alone but accepted it as atonement for the sins of my family. “How about we grab something uber quick and eat in bed?”. He sighs
Morrigan’s POV I lay in the periphery, feeling as if I am about to explode. My energy split down the center, creating a forcefield to shield the miracle blossoming in Emma’s womb. It is mine and Kalen’s heir. This miracle should not be possible. Emma is special. This child is special. It must survive but so must Emma, my Emma. I watch as she’s fading. I shield as much pain from her physical body as I can without taking from the forcefield around our child. I’m slipping. I can feel my magic fading. I’m being pulled away, into the darkness. Preparing for the worst of all situations, of losing my first and only chance at having a child. In the thousands of years of existence, I was granted a love as pure as mine and Kalen’s. My heart is breaking at watching this unfold. I feel a warm familiar sensation, almost like a hug washing over me. The warmth envelopes me, sending a purple hue around my body. The hue twists with my own green magic, creating a beautiful twirl o
Emma’s POV I wake up with an odd sense of panic, almost like I’m late for something. I glance at the clock quickly… oh goddess, it’s 4 am. Why am I awake and why am I panicked? I peek over at my love and he’s peacefully sleeping. Much deserved too I must say. I lay there, staring at the ceiling for a good 20 minutes before I can’t anymore so I decide to go take a bath. Creeping across the bedroom floor, I manage to sneak into the bathroom, close the bathroom door and into the tub room all without crashing into anything. Wow, pretty good if I do say so myself. This is where Morgan would normally congratulate me on not knocking anything over and I would tell her she’s a sassy Susan. I sigh, plugging the tub and starting the water. I miss her. Stripping off my clothes, I look in the mirror. I see zero difference in my abdomen. Maybe a teeny tiny difference but that could just be some weight gain from starting back on solid foods. I stifle a laugh… Mor would prob
Michelle’s POV I wake up having to pee really badly. Blinking my eyes open, I am so warm and comfortable. I desperately don’t want to move. I don’t think I have ever slept this wonderful. I go to get up and realize I am fully tangled up with Leo. My legs are somehow twisted in between his and my arm is up over his warm, broad chest with my hair strewn along his chest. Shockingly, I’m not scared or uncomfortable. My wolf Bella whispers for me to touch him. “We are touching him”. He has some faded scars across his chest and shoulders that I start tracing gently with my fingertips. I’m lost in my own hypnosis when I feel his arm gently swing around my back, softly landing on my shoulder. “Mmmm… that feels nice baby. Good morning”. His husky sexy voice wakes me from my reverie. “Oh goddess, I’m sorry”. I start to push up, away from his chest when he pulls me back towards him, “no come back, I liked it”. I blush, “no, I forgot I really need to use the bathroom
Leo’s POV Hearing Michelle’s insecurities escape from her lips, make my childhood crush on Ruth seem petty. That’s legitimately my only “experience”. Looking back on how badly I thought I ‘liked’ her at the time, it deathly pales in comparison to the ocean of love I feel for Michelle. Even knowing her for such a short time, I cannot express to her with words what I would do to keep her safe. She is mine and I am hers. I reach behind her, grabbing a throw blanket and wrap it around her snugly with her still sitting on my lap. I gently turn to lean against the bed and reposition her into my lap so I can cradle her into my chest. “Michelle, I want you to feel comfortable talking to me. I’m your warrior, your mate and you are my woman. There isn’t anything I will not do to keep you safe and protected. I have already killed the men who harmed you here and if you wish, I won’t stop until every single one is underground. You command this army, you are my queen”. S
Morrigan’s POV I’m desperate to get this meeting over with and be gone. Selena and Artemis have agreed to accompany me to my father’s court. We’re greeted with a formal procession. At first, I tried to be civil and patient. After the first little bit I lose all civility and storm past the ridiculous parade. I’m here for a conversation, not fucking show and tell. Walking up the council steps and into my father’s summons chambers, I sense he’s not all too pleased that I’ve disrupted the formal parade. Leaning back in his throne chair, he looks at me with disdain. “What’s the rush daughter, I’m sure your human can survive some more without you”. Even my mother recognizes the coldness of his comments. “Listen old man, I’m not going to entertain your insults. Why am I here? Speak your words so I can be gone. I don’t need a damn procession to tell you I’m here”. He leans forward in his chair as if he’s about to attack. Mother grabs his arm… “enough… the both of you
Michelle’s POV We’re heading down the steps towards breakfast when I hear far too many voices for comfort. Leo senses my discomfort and holds me closer. “It’s okay my love, they’re all family”. I do recognize two voices and smile when I see Emma. She spots me from the steps. “Michelle!”. She comes jogging over and hugs me tightly. “So happy you’ve decided to move up here”. She sort of yelled that last part which I couldn’t understand. Leo winks at Emma, “subtle sis”. I look between the two of them, confused. Leo just kisses my cheek, “I’ll tell you later love”. Emma takes my elbow and guides me to the table. “Michelle, this is Dana. Dana.. Michelle. You two will see A LOT of each other seeing as how your mates are brothers and fight a lot”. Leo comes out with a plate for Michelle. “Ehh, Zak has relaxed a bit now that Dana has bested him”. Zak comes out with food, “Goddess be damned, what did I say when I came down… if one more person…”. Liam chuckles, “to be fair, Leo