~Xyana~
Two days later, I wake up feeling better than I did a couple of days ago. The memory of my first day here is still fresh in my mind. 'Is any of this really happening or is this just the Moon goddess trying to play tricks on me?' Alpha Kedar denied me almost a week ago and now I have three men fighting over me. The only word to describe any of this is 'surreal.' 'You think you're special now?' Juno laughs at me, 'keep being stupid.' "Whatever did I do to you, Juno? I'm not the reason Alpha Kedar refused to acknowledge us. He just didn't want to." 'He told you why.' Juno insists. "He said I'm worthless, and I'm not!" I yell. "It's okay if he chooses Oksana as his real mate. But I'm not worthless, neither am I spineless." 'But you're an Elephant, a Pig, fat...' "Don't say those words to me, please." I plead with my wolf. She snorts and starts sinking back inside, 'suit yourself, Pig.' I shut my eyes as the pain of her words hit me. She's waiting, watching, hoping that I'll counter her words. That way she'll hurt me with more painful words. But instead, I ignore her and walk to the bathroom to take a shower. When one of the pack maids came in to invite me to the dining room for breakfast, I was already dressed in one of the dresses I found in the wardrobe. The dress isn't exactly my size as it's too big for me. But I do feel free and comfortable in it. The dining room is all set with Gaston and his brothers seated. When they see me approaching, Dion stands up and moves to another seat, offering me the one he was previously sitting on. "Slept well, Sunshine?" He asks as I thank him and take a seat. "Yes thank you," I reply. "Good morning," I say to no one in particular, but everyone at the table hums to my greeting. I grab a glass of water from the table and listen while Gaston speaks. "I believe you haven't been officially introduced to the family." Pointing to Mr. Solid-man, he says, "this is Clifton. He's the Beta of the pack and my second sibling. And over there is Declan, the head of the pack Warriors, my third sibling. We have Dion right there. He's the Gamma of the pack, my last sibling and finally, that's Oona, my daughter." My glass nearly slip out of my fingers. 'He has a daughter?' 'Bold of you to think he doesn't. You think you're special or a man as powerful as he is would pay attention to you?' Juno commences her torment. 'Be for real, if Alpha Kedar rejected you, then no one will ever want you, Pig.' I roll my eyes and ignore her. "It's nice to meet all of you," I tell them, and turn to Oona. "Especially you, Oona. You're so pretty dear." Oona blushes sweetly and shakes her head happily, "Thank you," she tells me before turning to Gaston, "She's very, very, very pretty, and she has chubby cheeks like Stephanie. I love chubby cheeks." I turn to Gaston for an explanation, a smile still plastered on my face. "Stephanie is her doll." Declan offers an explanation instead. "She thinks she's the most beautiful doll in the whole world. So that means Oona is giving you a sweet compliment." "Oh, that's so sweet of you, Oona," I tell her, my smile almost tearing my cheeks. It's been a while anyone ever complimented me or call me pretty. Juno hisses while sulking inside. But I ignore her as usual. "Do you think I can meet Stephanie later?" The little girl nods, "she'll be thrilled to meet you." She points a finger at Declan, and asks me, "are you Uncle Declan's girlfriend?" I shake my head, about to tell her no, but Declan is faster. "No Oona, she's my mate. I'm going to marry her." "She's my mate too." Dion rushes in. Oona turns to Clifton and waits for a few seconds. When he doesn't say a word, she shrugs and smiles at me. "That's super cool. You must be thrilled, Miss..." "Xyana. Call me Xyana." I tell her, and she nods and stares at me for a while like I'm some sort of discovery she recently made. "They talk about your wife-to-be in school. They say she's going to be the strongest female in the pack because she'll be the Beta, Gamma, and Warrior Female." Oona tells Declan. "Does that mean she's going to be your wife too, Uncle Cliff?" "How the fuck does news spread in this crazy pack. Do the helps eavesdrop on our conversations now?" Clifton whines. "Language, Uncle Cliff. Language please." Oona cautions him and draws out laughter from everyone except Alpha Gaston, who is frowning at his phone while typing out something. "Yes ma'am," Cliff replies to her. "Xyana is really gorgeous. Aren't you thrilled that she'll be your wife?" Oona asks Clif. He shrugs and spares a glance at me. "I don't know her well enough to want to spend the rest of my life with her. But the Moon goddess chose her as my mate. So, I don't think I have much option here." His reply dampens my mood a bit. I've been feeling so wanted for days now. Seeing them fighting just because none of them wanted me to be with the other person, made me feel loved, wanted, and longed for. It banished the thoughts of my feeling of inadequacy. It made me change my train of thought, and I began to believe that I'm indeed beautiful. Even if my love handles are overlapping my sides and my thigh is as big as a plantain stump, I'm wanted by these men, so that can only mean that I'm desirable and beautiful. No one else's opinion matters. "So does that mean she'll be staying with us?" Oona's voice draws me out of my thoughts. "She's pretty and I like hanging out with pretty girls. You know I'm pretty too." I suppress a chuckle. Oona definitely has a smart mouth. If only life were that simple. "I hope she'll agree to stay." Dion offers a reply. "She has no choice but to stay." Cliff cuts in. "Yes, Oona. She will stay." Declan finalizes and I glare at the brothers. "Goddess! You're such a pretty princess, even when you're mad at Cliff and Bones," Oona says. I arced a brow and looked down to her. "Who's Bones?" I ask. She points at Declan. "He's one of the strongest men in this pack. His fellow warriors call him Bones. I don't know why, but I think it may be because he's so strong. Now that you're going to be his wife. You have nothing to worry about because he's going to protect you forever." Little Oona says before dabbing her mouth with a towel. "Thank you for my meal everyone." She announces and step closer to me. "Will you come find me when I'm back from school?" She whispers. "Of course," I whisper back and watch her walk away, bouncing as she heads to school. A chill envelops the table. Alpha Gaston is still frowning at his phone. Declan and Dion are eating their food, Clifton is staring at me. Suddenly he taps the table and ask in a raised voice, "Why the fuck can't my wolf reach yours?" Startled, I stare at him, "I... I... Maybe she's heartbroken." I blurt out and regret instantly as the words come out. "Why, why would she be heartbroken?" Declan rushes in. I chew on my lips, thinking of what to say. When I couldn't come up with anything, I shrug and tell him; "I don't know." "You told the doctor you don't remember a thing from before you were rescued by Alpha. It's quite surprising that you believe your wolf is heartbroken but don't know why." Declan adds. "Why the fuck can't my wolf get through to yours!" Clifton yells, jerking out of his seat, rushing at me, and pinning me to my seat with one of his hands. "Get away from her, Clifton!" Gaston orders. I note Cliff struggling not to listen to his brother, but in the end, the Alpha's command wins. He stalks away from me. "Sit down and eat your food. And if you're done eating, get out." Gaston commands. Cliff stands beside his seat, staring at me. After a moment, he shakes his head. "I'm going to fuckin find out and you'll be sorry if you're lying to me." He says and storms out of the room.~Zegulf~Three days of intense feeding and fucking pass. My mate is animalistic in her needs.Her brain is chasing for basic needs, which in this case are: food, shelter, and mating.The room we’re in tackles the need for shelter, there is a continuous food supply, and I’m her mate.It’s now another waiting game for it all to end. Exactly when isn’t specific. With Carmen, I don’t think we can work with specified and outlined deadlines.What we are certain about, though, is that she was constantly being used as a blood source by the Sect. There’s no doubt that whatever they were doing to her wasn’t a one-time deal.Those bastard ritualistic creatures hiding under the guise of humanitarians and ‘helpers of the helpless' bullshit.Just looking at Kennedy, his hunter bag, and the things we’ve discovered along the way shows that they’re methodical. Even if some of the things they use seem old and outdated.Sage, Lavender oil, bodily markings of holy symbols, and tiny cross pendants around
~Zegulf~Xavier pulls the cooler open and pushes a bag of blood to her, dropping the rest at my feet. She grabs onto the blood with her inhuman speed, her mouth stretched wide with the need to drink.Her fingers dig into the bag, hurriedly. She has no grace right now; she’s acting on impulse, and it shows. A spray of blood arcs away from the blood bag when she snaps down on it and shakes her head.The blood is quickly drained, and I watch her slump the empty bag to the floor. Brody rushes forward, grabs another blood bag, and gives it to her.I feel her hunger through the bond we share. When the fourth bag drops to the floor with a thump, she looks around herself, her eyes wild with lunacy.Carmen isn’t inside there right now. My love isn’t there; it’s only her vampire. I can feel Carmen buried deep, asleep, not ready to face the world just yet.Tsking to Carmen, Brody tries to clean her face, but she bats him away, sending him flying toward Xavier.Twisting around, she searches for s
~Zegulf~My voice comes out in a deep rumble from my chest. “Brody, if you want to play games, I’ll strip you naked and drop you in the middle ofThe Atlantic.”Raising his hands in a shield, Brody says, “I’m not, but your reaction is what I wanted to see.”“What?” I ask.“Let me ask some questions. I want to see if my thoughts are right before I answer anything.”Sighing, I nod my head. Nothing in this fucking city has been fucking simple yet. Why should this be any different?“How much blood did you give her?” Brody asks.Leaning back on the table, I think back on the turning.How it felt when I was drinking from her, and how it felt when she drank from me. How even when she fought me, a large portion of my blood went into her. How when she drank deep from me, it felt as if she were draining my cock as much as my body.“What the fuck?” Declan sounds like he’s gagging. “Can’t you keep your dick soft when you’re thinking of your Luna?”Smirking, I look down at the semi-hard cock in my
~Zegulf~I watch as the blood flows into the tubing, then into a small vial. Brody isn’t taking much, just enough to look under the microscope that Adrian brought in. When he leaves the room, I slump back down. Even though most of the people here are werewolves, a reasonable chunk of us are knowledgeable about Vampires, and none of us have ever heard of a turning taking more than half a day.Today is the second day of Carmen’s turning.Twenty-nine hours later, and my brain is fucking melting from the inside out.Clifton comes into the room and shakes me from my stupor. “Alpha.”“What?” I rasp.He looks to Carmen, then back to me. “We need to talk.” He says quietly.Outside, I found another one of my men now guarding the entrance to my room. I follow Clifton as he leads me to a little room I never noticed before, where maps have been laid out on the table.Looking at the maps, I ask, “What’s going on?”“We’ve been doing a shit ton of snooping around,” Declan says as he looks up from
~Zegulf~Kennedy has brought disharmony to the house, and keeping him alive is setting a lot of people's teeth on edge.Walking past Declan, who is silently keeping watch in the hallway, I open the door to see that Carmen has yet to move from the bed. Her body is still and motionless.There’s no heartbeat coming from her chest. No breath rising and falling with her magnificent breasts. Sitting down beside her, I move with as much care as I can, though it’s not like I could actually disturb her during the turning.Brushing a couple more stray strands of hair from her face, I tuck them behind her ears. My fingers feel the soft, smooth skin of her cheekbones, and I can’t help but want to feel her lips against my own again.Leaning down, I kiss her delicate lips, and it pains my chest that they don’t kiss me back. Pulling away, I run my hand around her stomach
~Zegulf~The human twists his head toward me, blood, sweat, and bruises all over his face, and his bellowing is quieted by the duct tape slapped over his mouth.“Hunter of hybrid vampires,” I continue as I walk around him. My hand lashes out to claw a deep gash across his tattooed chest. “How very fucking frightful.”Leaning against a wall, Declan chuckles and says, “Anyone want to take bets on how many hybrids he’s killed?”“I’ll drop an even fifty grand saying this fuck hasn’t wetted his blade on any yet,” Clifton says.“It’s a losing bet,” I say and look down as I rest my bare foot between the hunter’s legs, right on the edge of his seat. “I bet he’s still a virgin, in more than one way. Wonder what it will feel like if I drain his virgin blood.”Bro