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MATHIAS “Abner, I am about 5 seconds away from losing my shit right now, Arcas does not like your challenging manner.” I grit out threateningly. His temper simmering, he wanted to be near his mate. All this talk about her was giving him the need to be near her. To scent her, to rub on her. Abner shut up and straightened himself out fast. He put his drink down on my desk and lent against it, crossing his arms and facing us. “The high council had just mapped and recorded The Kingdom of MacTire. Lamia Langley will be crowned queen on her 21st birthday. Her second in command is Hunji. I was just there, at MacTire, last full moon.” He picked his glass up and took a big gulp. “You, my son,” he pointed a finger on the glass at me, “have only scratched the surface with this one. You are picking a fight, her army will start a war with you for her and King Alexander will back her.” He stressed the word ‘will’. “Fuck” I threw my head back cursing. “She was the one who sent the file on the mas
LAMIA Still four days until the full moon The two were-bears led me to a large 3-story mansion, a giant cabin-looking place that reminded me of the homes we would stay in when we vacationed out by the lake, just on a much grander scale. The outside was all log built. Douglas fir would be my guess, seeing as that was the majority of hardwoods that grew out here. I noticed it when I first arrived in their territory. I followed them inside and stepped into the wonderland of a hunter's dream. The furniture was constructed of different woods, with deep red and green coverings. The hardwood floor gleamed beneath the large area rugs scattered throughout the main floor. I noticed a sitting room to my left, with many couches, and a couple of T.Vs. In the center of the room was a large fireplace, with a few pieces of wood crackling in it. It looked inviting and cozy. The walls were painted off-white, with a few pictures and portraits scattered around the walls. On the other side, was an op
MATHIAS 3 days until the full moon When Lamia came to the table for dinner last night, I was pissed to see her not wearing the clothes I had sent with Tobias. She smelled like our housemaid's daughter, Ramona. I rubbed my eyes and tried not to get bent out of shape over another fucking rejection from her. She sat with her father and Abner, in the furthest seat from me, and conversed freely with them. She even managed to hold a conversation with Tobias and Xander, telling them about MacTire and the slaughter of the small Clan they found. She was asking them about a small girl, the only survivor who had been the one to alert them of the attack. “Your highness?” I registered her voice and slowly turned my head, not quite believing she had addressed me. Seeing as she had ignored me through most of the fucking meal. “Mmm?” I grunted. “I was saying that I have grown quite fond of Petra, the little girl we found in our territory, and was asking if she could remain in my pack under my ca
LAMIA In his bear form, Mathias’ beast stood ten feet tall, dark silky fur, almost black, lay thickly over his extremities. He was a thing of beauty. In all my days, I hadn’t seen a bear shifter as humongous and beautiful as him. The large battle-ax in his paw gave him a dangerous and intimidating edge, as if he wasn’t already, this just enhanced his Alpha aura as he oozed superiority. His silver eyes shone like cosmic stars, unearthly. A god in both man and beast form. The bear shifters in my pack paled compared to him. Even Tobias’ bear form was lacking standing next to him and Tobias was also larger than life. They both towered above me, but I did not fear them and Inanna was whining to rub against Mathias’ beast. ‘Arcas’ she hummed his name to me. ‘Bad timing, Inanna, we must focus,' I chided her. And got a grunt in reply. It took us just over an hour of trudging through deep snow banks, and over icy hills, the blizzard making our sight blurred. Mathias and Tobias knew exactl
LAMIA “What happened to you at MacTire?” His question threw me off guard; I knew it was coming, sooner or later. I still stiffened and then sighed. What was the point? It was better to hear it from me than millions of gossip and rumors. Maybe he would be so disgusted that he would stop wanting me. But did I really want him to stop? I found myself being drawn to him with each passing day. “We are going to need more of that for this story“ I pointed to the bottle of rum. I wonder how much of it he drank to actually scent like it. They say your mate's scent is your favorite thing in the world, and I do like a good-tasting, aged dark rum. “Let’s make a deal,” he suddenly said. I cocked an eyebrow at him, willing to hear him out “you tell me your story and I’ll tell you mine. Rescind your challenge and you don’t reject me on the full moon." Now that he let my father out of the cells and was treating us properly, and not ranting and threatening me, I had no intentions of carrying out
MATHIAS 2 days before the full moon I wasn’t planning on it, it just happened. Bear shifters don’t just bite, mark and mate like a wolf. It is a lot more intimate. We imprint on our mates, usually during mating. Then, we would mark them, by exchanging our blood where we wanted our marks to appear and they would manifest in the same spot, no matter who marked who. It is usually the boar that will mark and imprint on the female. Because of how aggressive bear shifters can be during mating, it can be dangerous and we could easily kill our mate. So the moon goddess gave us a more harmonious and devoted way to claim them. Imprinting forms a deep connection with our souls and the souls of our counterparts, her wolf and my beast. When I looked into Lamia’s eyes as I seated myself deep inside her, Arcas came forward and the connection was immediate. Imprinting on her had to be the most sensual thing I have ever experienced. I have never been gentle with a female, but with Lamia, it was a
MATHIAS Fuck. I was embarrassed and ashamed that she could still smell the scent of mine and Tobias’ partying from almost a week ago. But then I keep forgetting she is no ordinary wolf. Her nose was as good as mine, maybe even better. Of course, she would be able to scent smells from days ago. I sent Lamia into my room to clean up while I used the other guest bathroom. Oh, how I wanted to be in that shower with her, but if I was, we would never make it to dinner and I had reserved my private table for all of us. Ginny had come back with clothes for her and while she was getting dressed, I stepped into my closet and put on a dark blue navy pinned striped suit. One of my favorites, and a crisp white shirt, forgoing a tie and leaving the top two buttons undone. Just as I was putting on my shoes, the bathroom door opened and it was a good job I was sitting down. The vision before me was wearing a sleeveless silver dress that hung down to her ankles, with a split up on one side. The V
LAMIA One day before the full moon I woke up with the worst headache ever. I groaned, holding my head while I used my other hand to prop me up. I was lying on a soft bed, surrounded by Mathias’ scent. It was comforting, but it was doing little for the drum beating in my temples and the brick weighing my forehead down. I reached over to feel for Mathias, but when I felt nothing, I turned my pounding head to see the bed empty. This was not his room. It was one of the guest rooms. I rubbed my eyes, pulling the cover back to see I was naked. Throwing my feet over the side and rising from the bed, I saw Mathias’ shirt from last night, draped across the chair by a closet. I grabbed it, putting it on. My movements were slower than usual and my legs were shaky. I felt like I had gone 4 rounds with myself and drank a shit ton of booze. The last thing I remember is running out of the elevator from Mathias, in hopes he would chase me and ravage me. Only to hit a brick wall and cough at the