Poor Nyx.
“JoJo, you can come back home. I know that things are hard right now, especially with your mates, but you have to talk with them. I mean, Jacob’s already taken back his rejection and Alexander has refused to reject you. Do you really want to live your life feeling them, still being drawn to them?” I’m pleading with her to understand that this plan that she has to just ignore her mates isn’t going to work. She’s got to deal with it head on and the three are going to have to come to some kind of resolution. “That’s not true, Mom. I know the stories. I know how Carl broke the bond with Lauren and Richard,” she says. Both my mates and I either gasp or stare slack jawed at our daughter. “Niña, ¿sabes lo difícil que va a ser para ti y para ellos? (Baby girl, do you know how hard that’s going to be on you and them?)" Gael hisses out in rapid fire Spanish, a sure indication of how much JoJo’s suggestion has shaken him. “Sí, papá. Lo sé. (Yes, Dad. I know),” JoJo says. “I know how h
I can see the way that Nathan is looking at Nyx. The single minded focus on every movement that she makes. The half movements towards her before he stops himself. And I know it’s the matebond working on him. Even if it is against his will, he’s falling for her. I already know that he’s been looking into her. He’s talking to Devin about what happened while she was at the Diana Area. How she allowed them to hurt her in order to prove that she was on our side. He’s talked to Bella on the phone about how she did everything that she could think of to help us. He’s even spoken to Esteban, when the male didn’t try to knock Nathan’s head off. And Nathan’s starting to fall for her. I know that I’m not Nathan’s biological father, but I’m the only father that he’s had in any way that matters. I know what it looks like when my son puts his foot down about something, thinking that he’s right, and then has to figure out how to get that same foot out of his own damn mouth because he
It’s been two days since the breakfast with Nathan’s family. Two days since I found out that Nathan will only ever have one mate. Me. I’m still not sure how to feel about it, so I push it to the side. Just refuse to think about the whole situation. It’s…a lot. And I just don’t think that it’s something I can handle right now. So I turn my attention to one of the other two pressing problems in our lives: getting everyone into the realm of the gods. We want to try and take down the Riding Hoods at the same time we release the gods. Because there is no way that the Riding Hoods escaping and being taken in by Loviatar isn’t tied to the disappearance of the gods and goddesses of the world. That would be too much a coincidence. The other witches are back, having arrived by plane yesterday morning. It was a great seeing all of them and their mates, especially Bella, Gregory, and Jamal. I’ve missed them. “Tell us what’s been going on,” Bella says when I step into their house f
Being in Nyx’s presence is both full of exquisite pleasure and exquisite pain. I can scent her aroma of wild plums all around me, calming and tantalizing me all at the same time. Anytime that we accidently touch, I can feel the fated sparks march up and down my skin. Her muttered questions and curses brings her melodic voice to my ears. But that’s all. Accidental touches. Overheard mutterings. Her scent on the air. It’s such torture. Not to be able to touch her, talk to her, feel her in the way that I want to. I want her. So badly. I just don’t know if I’ve screwed it up so much that I can’t have her. The hours that we spend together speed away in a mess of quiet contemplation, longing, and frustrated research. But at the same time, nothing happens between us. And it is killing me. We work together throughout the day, only stopping for lunch, which isn’t allowed to be eaten in the library. Magic and food mixed together is a bad combination. Never know what that’
Zoe’s words from our argument just keep playing over and over in my head, even several days later. “I’m tired of your shit!” “Fucking leave! But I’m staying!” “Please don’t hurt our mate!” It’s like she’s choosing him over me. She didn’t come home that night, staying with her family in their visitor cabin. When she did come home, it was strained between us. It’s not like we’ve never had an argument. We’ve been friends for our whole lives. Of course we’ve been in fights. But this is our first fight as mates. And it’s the first fight that we didn’t fix within a day of having it. I got a whole lot more vulnerable in that coffee shop than I meant to. A whole lot more vulnerable than I really realized I was feeling. I mean, I get that I’m not necessarily being all that rational about the whole being mated to Tomas thing, I completely get that. I’ve just never felt like this before. Like I might not measure up to someone else. Like I might not be good enough. I me
Normally, I’m not part of the supernatural council meetings. Granted I’m now an alpha and will soon find out if I’m the healer or the strength of my brother and my demi-god blood, but I’m still just a soldier in the Elite 10. So when Ma and Pop sent a mindlink out to the whole Elite 10 that there would be a council meeting, I didn’t think anything of it. Especially since Pop said that it was going to start at eight on a Saturday morning. Fuck that shit. I’m sleeping in, wrapped in my mate’s arms. Jacob and I have been coping with not having JoJo with us. It’s been hard, especially since she has blocked any way for us to communicate with her: phone, mindlink, email, smoke signal. All go unanswered. We’re hoping that eventually we’ll be able to see her in person again. I know that right now, she’s off in Canada, doing the wolf thing. It’s really frustrating that she’s categorically refusing to talk to us. I mean, I’ve done nothing but want to have both of my mates in
I haven’t been to the Goddess Realm recently because of having taking over as a beta in the Moon Goddess pack. Although I’ve been gradually taking over the job for the last two years, having it all on my shoulders has been a lot. My mates and I have also been splitting our time between Arcadia and the Artemis Territory since Jared is also a beta of the pack. And although the pack spans the entire country, the alphas, betas, gammas, and deltas of the pack have our specific territories to care for. The people and the land are things that we have to care for. If we aren’t there to understand their day to day needs, we aren’t doing anyone any good. That’s going to be something that we’ll have to figure out soon. Will we be eventually settling in Arcadia or in Artemis? Jared, Summer, and I were actually talking about that last night before bed, trying to figure the best way for us to decide. I had walked into the supernatural council meeting somewhat sick about the decision, n
“I can’t fucking believe that we’re doing this. We’re inviting this fucker into our home and near Nyx on purpose?” Zak growls as he sets the table. “Look, I’m not any happier than you are to do this,” I say, putting the lasagna in the oven and setting the timer. “But they are mates, ordained by the goddess. And she has refused to let that bond go away.” I turn around to look at Zak and Brandon over his shoulder. “We’ve got to do our best to put our anger aside and be here for Nyx. For whatever she wants. Whatever she needs.” Brandon nods in agreement, still not happy. But he gets it. This is what our daughter needs at the moment. But Zak is still pissed. “Why would the goddess put Nyx with someone who can’t appreciate her?” One of the triplets starts to whimper and all of our attention goes towards the other room. “I’ll take care of them,” Brandon says. “You two talk this out.” “Thanks, baby,” I say to him. “I love you.” He smiles at me, the look lighting up