From the first time she met them, she knew her life would never be the same… Lucy had lost her parents to a coup and was forcefully mated to the man who orchestrated it. Now, he is sick and nearing death—much to her happiness—but that relief doesn’t last long as she is introduced to three hot, sexy males who are her stepsons. These stepsons despise their father and have transferred their hatred to her, seeing her as her father's replacement for their mother, unaware of the true story behind her becoming their stepmother. So what happens when they discover that their stepmother is their mate? Will they reject her out of hatred? And if they don’t reject her, will she accept them after enduring torture at their hands and that of their father? Can she bring herself to mate with the children of her parents' murderer? Additionally, there is a traitor on the loose, posing a threat to the peace of everyone. To get answers to all of these questions, READ TO FIND OUT!
View MoreLucy's POV
It started so innocently—just me in the kitchen, chopping vegetables, the soft hum of music in the background. I didn’t hear them at first, the three of them entering the room as silent as shadows. Shaun’s voice was the first thing I noticed, low and teasing behind me.
"Need any help?"
I turned, startled to find all three of them—Shaun, Scott, and Seth—standing there. Their smirks made me skeptical for a moment.
"No, I'm fine," I said quickly, trying to keep my voice steady. The knife had since left my hand and now I was standing there, not sure of what to do or where to keep my eyes.
But they didn’t leave. Instead, they surrounded me, their presence making it difficult for me to think of anything else—But them.
Shaun brushed a stray lock of hair from my face. Scott leaned against the counter, too close, his arm grazing mine. Seth stood behind me, his warmth a constant reminder of how trapped I was.
"You're always working so hard," Seth murmured, his lips near my ear.
I swallowed, my hand resting more firmly on the counter.
"I like cooking," I replied, trying to ignore the growing heat in the room.
"Why not take a break?" Scott asked, his hand sliding over mine, forcing me to take a deep breath.
Now what?
Before I could protest, Shaun tilted my chin up, his eyes locking onto mine.
"You need to relax," he said softly. And then his lips were on mine, warm and insistent.
I gasped, and in that moment, Seth's hands found my waist, turning me toward him. His mouth captured mine in a kiss that left me breathless. Scott's fingers trailed up my arm, his touch light, teasing.
Somehow, I ended up in their arms, my back pressed against Scott’s chest as Shaun and Seth explored every inch of me with their hands and mouths. I wanted to resist, but my body betrayed me, melting under their touch.
In a heartbeat, they carried me into the bedroom, my mind went blank for a while and I could only think of the faint throbbing of my lower body. They laid me down on the soft sheets. My heart pounded as they surrounded me again, their hands roaming over my skin. Shaun leaned down, his lips brushing against mine.
"Do you want us to stop?" he asked, his voice low, almost challenging.
I hesitated, torn between what I knew was right and the undeniable control they had over my body. "This... this isn’t..."
Seth cut me off, his fingers trailing down my arm, sending small waves of delight through me.
"Don’t think," he whispered, his lips tracing a path along my collarbone.
Scott was at my side, his hand slipping under my shirt, his fingers skimming over my ribs.
"Just feel," he murmured, his mouth claiming mine in a kiss that left me breathless.
Despite my protests, my body craved more. They knew it too. Shaun’s fingers danced over my skin, finding the sensitive spots that made me arch against him. Seth’s lips trailed lower, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Scott, ever the one with the teasing hands, hovered just out of reach, his eyes dark with intent.
"You won’t reject us, will you?" Shaun asked, his voice thick with desire.
"I can’t," I breathed, my hands clutching at the sheets as my body jutted upward, receiving what they were giving without second thoughts.
I could feel literal flames in my body.
When did I ever feel this way? Never.
"You can," Scott insisted, his fingers brushing against my lips.
"I won’t," I whispered, but it wasn’t the answer they wanted.
"Say it," Seth demanded, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of my neck.
"I can’t!" I said again, shaking my head, even as my body betrayed me, leaning into their touch.
Their response was relentless. Shaun's fingers explored my most sensitive spots. In a heartbeat, my skirt had been discarded and my legs were parted, wide enough to accommodate Shaun. His finger slipped into me, drawing gasps and moans from me despite myself. Seth's mouth found my breasts, his lips and tongue working together to drive me to the brink of madness. Scott's kisses were a constant assault, stealing my breath and leaving me dizzy.
I tried to resist, but they knew exactly how to break me down, piece by piece. My resolve crumbled with every touch, every kiss, every whispered word. There wasn't much I could do. There wasn't much I could think of, not with a mouth closed over my nipple and another rubbing on my other nipple. And definitely not with a finger inside me, slowly pumping in and out, driving me crazy.
Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore.
"I... I won’t reject you," I gasped, my voice trembling.
They stopped, their eyes locking onto mine, their expressions a mix of triumph and something deeper—something that scared me as much as it thrilled me.
Shaun leaned down, his lips brushing against mine in a soft, almost tender kiss.
"Good," he murmured.
In another minute, his lips were on mine again. My hands reached out to hold him, my hands running along the length of his back. He'd taken off his shirt now and so had the other two. When he got off me, Seth took over, claiming my lips and leaving me breathless.
Fuck. This is it. This is lovemaking.
But then, as Scott slipped his finger out of me, the reality of the situation hit me like a tidal wave. I pushed them away, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
"Wait," I said, my voice shaking.
"I can’t... I shouldn’t... I’m your dad’s wife. Is this right?"
The room fell silent, their eyes narrowing slightly, but none of them moved away. The tension was suffocating, their presence overwhelming. Shaun still had the lusty look in his eyes that I didn't hate. Scott was licking his lips and Seth simply looked at me with a mighty frown on his face.
I didn’t know what scared me more—what we had done, or the fact that I didn’t even regret it.
Lucy's POVThe morning that followed was a quiet one, but held promises that it whispered into my ears. I went through all the motions I usually went through on a normal morning. Taking a bath, putting on clean clothes, and pulling my hair into a single long fishtail. With some changes to how servants came to my room, I had gotten the liberty of picking my own clothes, which was what I really wanted. I was tired of having people dictate what I wore. At least then, I could feel some semblance of autonomy return to me.Breakfast was brought to my room, and Tessa and I ate until we were satisfied with the garlic bread and steaming plate of chicken soup. In the weeks that had gone by since Tessa had come to live with me, I had seen her body undergo the wonderful changes that came with leaving a place where all the like was getting sucked out of you, to a place where you could find peace and joy. Her eyes were brighter, her skin, while spotted with freckles, had become so much smoother. S
Lucy's POVThe morning that followed was a quiet one, but held promises that it whispered into my ears. I went through all the motions I usually went through on a normal morning. Taking a bath, putting on clean clothes, and pulling my hair into a single long fishtail. With some changes to how servants came to my room, I had gotten the liberty of picking my own clothes, which was what I really wanted. I was tired of having people dictate what I wore. At least then, I could feel some semblance of autonomy return to me.Breakfast was brought to my room, and Tessa and I ate until we were satisfied with the garlic bread and steaming plate of chicken soup. In the weeks that had gone by since Tessa had come to live with me, I had seen her body undergo the wonderful changes that came with leaving a place where all the like was getting sucked out of you, to a place where you could find peace and joy. Her eyes were brighter, her skin, while spotted with freckles, had become so much smoother. S
Lucy's POVThe milk in my hand had gone cold already, but it didn't stop me from finishing up the rest as I listened to the Gamma tell her own story about being someone's second mate.She had been the Beta to Daven's predecessor, Flynn, as they had been friends long before Flynn became the Alpha. In all those years prior, they had simply been best friends, and thought nothing more of their relationship, until Olga turned 18 and started to feel a strong pull to Flynn. Sadly, it was at this same time that Flynn also had his second awakening, and found the woman that eventually became his Luna. So, Olga didn't even get the chance to express how she felt to him. Still, her affection for him never wavered, and she continued to stand by his side. Five years after Flynn got married, there was a terrible fire that started in the barn beside their home, burning food items and other important goods. No one knew how Flynn's three year old got into the place, but by the time Flynn had received
Lucy's POVA few days went by relatively quickly, and things slowly returned to a semblance of normalcy, although we still had questions related to who the real mastermind behind Daven's death was. I didn't get any more letters, and when I realised that the triplets had found the ones I had been sent before, I didn't know how to feel about it.On the other hand, something was brewing between the four of us, and it was getting more and more dangerous each day. The only way I could keep myself free from its effects was by avoiding the three of them. If I saw them while walking through a hallway, I would slide into a hidden corridor out of sight, and whenever any of them came to look for me, I asked Tessa ro tell them that I wasn't home. It was an approach that might have seemed cowardly to some, but I couldn't afford to allow myself to get swayed by some . . . strange mate bond that I didn't fully understand. Also, if I had to be honest with myself, it would have been very wrong to even
Lucy's POVOnly five boys agreed to come with us to Moongrowl. The others refused for reasons only known to them. The carriage had been full, and moved slower than it should have, but we all made it back to Moongrowl in one piece.Saying goodbye to Bloodbath territory had been painful, but there was nothing else I could do. I didn't have necromancy powers to bring the dead back to life, neither could I turn back the hands of time to the point where things were still good. Tragedy had struck, and I had to live with the memories of what was, and wishes of what could have been.When we returned to the pack, I found out that while I didn't necessarily miss the place, I couldn't stop thinking about the people I had left. Tessa squealed with joy when she saw me, and practically flew into my arms before I even made it past the front door.“Lucy!” she exclaimed, pressing her soft cheek into my belly. “Oh, I thought you wouldn't come back.” She started to cry. “I thought that bad man had take
Lucy's POVThe headless body of Nameless remained on the ground of the cave, motionless, lifeless, and colourless. Most of the blood in his body had certainly poured out of him once Shaun had pulled his head off of his body. I didn't know how I could look at the gruesome sight without feeling like vomiting, but I slightly suspected it had something to do with having seen my family members in such a state before, and instead of this new experience to have triggered my pain and trauma, it simply made me . . . numb to it all. Shaun had freed his brothers already, breaking their chains like they were nothing but mere twigs. He came over to me next, and waited for a few moments, looking at my face.“What?” I asked quietly, too tired to sound angry with him. “Are you waiting for permission to touch me now?”He clenched his jaw, causing a muscle there to twitch and dance. Fire blazed in his eyes for a very brief moment before he pushed it away and wore a mask of indifference once again. Car
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