Yay! Happy mating day!
KieranI’ve barely been asleep for two hours, but I’m so energized, so excited, so ready to announce that Reagan is mine to the pack. She’s right about those enhanced senses. At some point last night I heard my Gamma’s grunts and roars along with the strangest trilling sound I’ve ever heard.I expect to see my Gamma with a mate mark and a smile this morning.I tease my mate awake, sliding inside her. “Time to wake up beautiful,” I tell her, pleased when I feel her body responding to me quickly.“If I pretend to sleep will you keep doing what you’re doing,” she murmurs.“Nope. I will smack that ass, and make you come faster,” I growl. I feel fucking giddy this morning.She turns and looks at me over her shoulder. “Is that supposed to deter me?”“No. It was a warning. We don’t have a lot of time.” I slap her ass, taking her mouth in a dominant kiss as I thrust hard and fast, making her come twice before I release inside her again.“I’m starting to understand why I’ve walked in on my par
ReaganI’m pleasantly surprised at how the pack responded to the news that I accepted Kieran. It means many of them not only accepted me but they are happy that he is whole again. I wouldn’t have accepted him if I hadn’t believed that he was a good man, worthy of the Guardian gifts that he’ll receive from being mated to me. But hearing the happiness from the pack reinforces that I made the right decision.“I cannot BELIEVE you didn’t tell me!” Meadow says, coming over to pull me in a hug. Since her scent has a strong cold, stinging scent to it, I pull back and look at her.“Something you want to share?” I ask her.“I’m not marked,” she says, showing me her neck.“But you shared your blood, didn’t you?” I ask her.“How did you ...” she begins, but I tap my nose.“Don’t insult me. You know I’m a Guardian,” I tell her.“Fine. I told him I wasn’t ready for him to mark me yet, but ... that he could taste my blood,” she says.“It was the most delicate, delicious, intoxicating taste that has
I wasn’t sure what Elias was going to say and a very small part of me worried that Reagan might snap his neck if she didn’t like what he said to her, but she’d held up her hand and Samson slammed our mouth shut.‘Trust our mate. She says she trusts Elias. Trust her that she means it,’ he said.Elias’ honesty doesn’t surprise me but hearing a second person say how quickly Samson went feral makes both of us angry. We were being undermined and poisoned, and I’m already confident that I know who it was.When Reagan lays it out so clearly, I realize how foolish I was to trust Markus. The entire pack turns to look at him. Everyone knows he has the most to gain if I'd gone feral. He would have taken over the pack and no one would have questioned it.“I was protecting all of you!” he yells.“Did you do it, Markus? Did you put silver in my drink?” I ask him. Now it’s my turn to stalk him.“No,” he snarls. That is the truth.“What about Reagan’s? Did you put silver in her drink?” I ask him.“I
MeadowI knew immediately that something was wrong with Asmodeus. We’d been outside talking and everything had been fine, then his eyes had turned red and he was gone. I’d looked around and then seen him standing inside the packhouse door, panting.When I’d walked inside, I realized that Kieran had very violently killed someone and the blood was putting my mate into a blood haze. I thought letting him feed off me would have been enough, but I’d been terrified that he’d drain me, so I didn’t let him drink too much blood.I dragged him up to my room and the moment we’d walked inside he’d pressed me against the door, his nose running up and down my throat. I felt his fangs slide against my skin.“Asmodeus?” I ask, trying hard to remain calm. I know from living with Guardians that vampires respond to fear, it excites them.“I don’t want to hurt you. I haven’t fed enough lately,” I can hear him panting with the effort of controlling himself.“Can you feed on me without losing control?”“I
**This book is the 8th in the Guardian's Next Generation series and 12th in the overall Guardian series. It can be read as a standalone novel, but scenes and historical incidents will be referenced without going into full detail of what happened. It is recommended that you begin the series at the beginning with The Broken Warrior's Daughter.**Reagan“Are you excited about your birthday?” my best friend Meadow asks me.We’re sitting in my bedroom at my parents’ house. We alternate between my house and hers in the city where she lives with her sister, Maeve, and my brother, Xander. It’s a toss up as to which house is more uncomfortable to stay at; mine because you’d think my parents were rabbits instead of werewolves, and Meadow’s because Xander and Maeve just had twins, increasing the size of their family to seven. They’ve only been together three years, but that hasn’t stopped Maeve from pushing out pups as fast as Xander can give them to her. And that doesn’t even include Maeve’s an
Kieran“Tell me again why you’re doing this, Alpha?” My pack member’s voice is grating on my nerves.‘Get her fucking hands off of us,’ my wolf, Samson, says.I look down and see that she’s rubbing my crotch and pressing her body against mine. I don’t even think I’m responding to her touch.“Camila, get your hands off of me,” I growl.“I just want to make you feel good, Alpha,” she purrs. Samson pushes forward, slamming her against the wall, holding her by her throat.“When an Alpha tells you to take your fucking hands off of him, you do it,” he snarls in her face.“Alpha, is everything okay?” Markus, my Beta asks, walking up.Samson turns, snarling at him. “Get her the fuck out of my sight before we have one less pack member.” Then he turns back to Camila. “Don’t fucking touch me again.”“Yes, Alpha,” she says, the scent of her fear practically choking me.‘Let her go, Samson,’ I tell my wolf.Markus pulls her out of my bedroom and then comes back in looking at the bags on the bed. “
ReaganI wake up late on my birthday only to see Meadow in my face staring at me.“What are you doing, creeper?”“Happy Birthday!” she yells and then does some magic that glitter bombs my entire room.“Aren’t you supposed to do something that I like on my birthday?” I grumble. I am so NOT a glitter girl and no matter how much magic she uses to get rid of it, I still find glitter all over the damn place. The last time she did this, I found glitter on my ass cheeks. No, scratch that, one of the warriors who saw me shift saw glitter on my ass shining in the sunlight and I’ve never lived it down.I’m pretty sure I’ve punched every male warrior in our pack for calling me Glitter Buns and every damn one of them said it was worth it. Bastards.“Look, grumpy, just because your mate wasn’t here last night, doesn’t mean he won’t arrive today,” Meadow says much too cheerfully.Every one of the Alphas and royals that had been here last night had wanted me to continue the party until it was midnig
ReaganA day of sparring is my favorite way to spend my birthday. I’m not the party girl that my twin sisters are and I’m not the prim and proper Council member that my sister, Leana, is. At heart, I’m a fighter, just like my father. And since everyone here knew that I wasn’t their mate, they let loose and really fought me.I took every one of them down.Now, I’m in my bedroom, getting ready for my party. The pack sprites are here doing my hair in the beautifully intricate way that they have. My mother, my sisters, my brothers’ mates, Meadow, Lily, Riley, Aunt Grace and Aunt Cara are all here. The house is full of women and babies since each of my sisters and brothers have young children. I’ve grown up with a lot of family members in a loud, bustling packhouse, so the noise doesn’t bother me at all. If anything, it makes me feel more normal than I have in the last two days dealing with all of the male suitors who are here hoping to be my mate.“There are still some people arriving, Re
MeadowI knew immediately that something was wrong with Asmodeus. We’d been outside talking and everything had been fine, then his eyes had turned red and he was gone. I’d looked around and then seen him standing inside the packhouse door, panting.When I’d walked inside, I realized that Kieran had very violently killed someone and the blood was putting my mate into a blood haze. I thought letting him feed off me would have been enough, but I’d been terrified that he’d drain me, so I didn’t let him drink too much blood.I dragged him up to my room and the moment we’d walked inside he’d pressed me against the door, his nose running up and down my throat. I felt his fangs slide against my skin.“Asmodeus?” I ask, trying hard to remain calm. I know from living with Guardians that vampires respond to fear, it excites them.“I don’t want to hurt you. I haven’t fed enough lately,” I can hear him panting with the effort of controlling himself.“Can you feed on me without losing control?”“I
I wasn’t sure what Elias was going to say and a very small part of me worried that Reagan might snap his neck if she didn’t like what he said to her, but she’d held up her hand and Samson slammed our mouth shut.‘Trust our mate. She says she trusts Elias. Trust her that she means it,’ he said.Elias’ honesty doesn’t surprise me but hearing a second person say how quickly Samson went feral makes both of us angry. We were being undermined and poisoned, and I’m already confident that I know who it was.When Reagan lays it out so clearly, I realize how foolish I was to trust Markus. The entire pack turns to look at him. Everyone knows he has the most to gain if I'd gone feral. He would have taken over the pack and no one would have questioned it.“I was protecting all of you!” he yells.“Did you do it, Markus? Did you put silver in my drink?” I ask him. Now it’s my turn to stalk him.“No,” he snarls. That is the truth.“What about Reagan’s? Did you put silver in her drink?” I ask him.“I
ReaganI’m pleasantly surprised at how the pack responded to the news that I accepted Kieran. It means many of them not only accepted me but they are happy that he is whole again. I wouldn’t have accepted him if I hadn’t believed that he was a good man, worthy of the Guardian gifts that he’ll receive from being mated to me. But hearing the happiness from the pack reinforces that I made the right decision.“I cannot BELIEVE you didn’t tell me!” Meadow says, coming over to pull me in a hug. Since her scent has a strong cold, stinging scent to it, I pull back and look at her.“Something you want to share?” I ask her.“I’m not marked,” she says, showing me her neck.“But you shared your blood, didn’t you?” I ask her.“How did you ...” she begins, but I tap my nose.“Don’t insult me. You know I’m a Guardian,” I tell her.“Fine. I told him I wasn’t ready for him to mark me yet, but ... that he could taste my blood,” she says.“It was the most delicate, delicious, intoxicating taste that has
KieranI’ve barely been asleep for two hours, but I’m so energized, so excited, so ready to announce that Reagan is mine to the pack. She’s right about those enhanced senses. At some point last night I heard my Gamma’s grunts and roars along with the strangest trilling sound I’ve ever heard.I expect to see my Gamma with a mate mark and a smile this morning.I tease my mate awake, sliding inside her. “Time to wake up beautiful,” I tell her, pleased when I feel her body responding to me quickly.“If I pretend to sleep will you keep doing what you’re doing,” she murmurs.“Nope. I will smack that ass, and make you come faster,” I growl. I feel fucking giddy this morning.She turns and looks at me over her shoulder. “Is that supposed to deter me?”“No. It was a warning. We don’t have a lot of time.” I slap her ass, taking her mouth in a dominant kiss as I thrust hard and fast, making her come twice before I release inside her again.“I’m starting to understand why I’ve walked in on my par
ReaganI felt my mate’s mind heal. I wonder if it was the same for my mother when she mated with my father, although she was still weak from years of being held captive by a vampire coven and my father wasn't as feral as Samson.As soon as Alayla sank her canines into his neck, accepting him as ours, his mind had healed and then behind that had been a nearly overwhelming wave of appreciation and relief, so much relief that he was healed.We stay like that for a long time, holding each other and letting our wolves push their venom into the other, scenting each other so everyone will know that we are now one.When we finally pull our canines out of each other's necks, I slide off of Kieran, laying beside him. He keeps one arm around me, brushing my hair away from face, looking at me like he’s never truly seen me before.“Why? What made you decide to accept me now?” he asks.“There were a lot of reasons. First, you’ve never once lied to me. I would know if you had. Your pack members aren
KieranI was trying to focus on what Reagan was saying, but her hands were rubbing against my chest and the moment she pressed her lips against mine, I lost all control. I had her pressed against the wall, grinding against her in my desperation.I expected her to push me away, but she didn’t. Instead she pulled my hips against her. Her hands against my bare ass making me realize that I lost the towel somewhere.“Yes, Kieran,” she purrs.That’s all the incentive I need. I slide my hands to her thighs and lift her up. She wraps her strong legs around me and I take her to the bed. She holds on as I crawl onto the bed, settling myself over her.“Tell me right now if this isn’t what you want,” I growl, my mouth sucking eagerly down her neck to her throat.“I want this,” she breathes.“Are you sure,” I say, lifting my head and holding on to the last vestiges of my control. I watch as her canines extend.“I’m sure,” she says, before they snick back into her gums.I take her mouth again, my h
ReaganAfter dinner, I checked on the omegas. I was worried that my violent display might have scared them. They were terrified, but not because I killed Camila. They all thought that I was going to blame Tessa.“She didn’t know, Luna. We can all vouch for her. Tessa would never do that,” Corinna says. They’ve basically created a wall in front of her.“I know that,” I tell them.“But she gave you the drink,” Elsie says.“I also know that Tessa would have been terrified to touch that glass if she’d known it contained silver. If she had splashed even a little on herself, it would have burned her, just like it would have burned any of you.”“You’re not mad, Luna?” Tessa asks, poking her head around Corinna.“At you? No. At Camila? Obviously, I was very angry. I’m angry because she tried to hurt Kieran. I’m angry because she put you and anyone else who touched that drink at risk of being injured.”“You should be careful of Olivia, Luna. She and Camila were friends,” Elsie says.“Anyone el
Markus“She killed her, Beta! She fucking killed Camila right in the middle of the dining hall! During dinner!” Olivia yells.“Keep you fucking voice down,” I snarl at her.I’d felt the tether to Camila snap. It was unfortunate, but this is war and there are always casualties in war. I was willing to make Camila my Luna when I became Alpha, but she was becoming overly confident and arrogant. I’ve heard of Guardians. I know that they are very powerful. But Camila didn’t want to listen and now she’s paid the price.“What are they going to do when they figure out that I’m the one who put the silver in their drinks!” she whisper yells at me.I look at Aaron, Nathan, and Penelope. The six of us, including Camila, had planned to take over the pack when Kieran went feral. We were going to be the new ranked members of the pack. Yeah, we helped Samson out a bit. At first it wasn’t as impactful, but as he got weaker and more out of control, the silver we were lacing his food and drinks with imp
ReaganI look down at the amulet that is glowing on my chest. I lift it up to see it better.“Well, I guess that works,” I say, smiling at my friend. I hold the amulet while I put the drink back down. The light dies away.When I pick it up again, it lights up. I lift the drink to my nose and sniff it. There’s the faintest hint of something metallic.“Reagan put it down,” Kieran, or more accurately Samson, growls.“What is it?” one of the warriors at the table asks. The entire room has gone quiet, watching because of Meadow’s outburst.I stand, holding up my glass.“Who brought this to the table?” I ask, looking around.“I ... I ... I did,” Tessa says, stuttering.“Did you pour it for me?” I ask her.“I did. I got all of your drinks. Is something wrong with it? I can get you a new one?” she says, looking terrified.I can feel the fury rolling off of Kieran. I pick up his glass and sniff it as well. Metallic.“Don’t drink that,” I say to him. “You probably shouldn’t either,” I say to Me