The final battle is coming...what do you think of Xander as a family man?
I’m up several times with my baby girl throughout the night, but every time I come back to bed, Xander pulls me to him, curling up around me and helping me fall back to sleep. In the morning, I wake up groggy, but Xander gets up and makes coffee while I drag myself to the shower. I bathe and there's a mug of steaming coffee waiting for me on the counter when I get out. I walk out of the bathroom in my bathrobe, drinking my coffee and I see Xander waiting for me. “Come sit,” he says, patting his leg. I look at him a moment, before walking toward him. “What happened?” I ask as I reach him, and he pulls me into his lap. He brushes my damp hair out of my face. “We found Levana.” “Where?” I ask, my mind instantly awake. “In your uncle’s castle.” I start to stand, but he holds me in place. “And she has a new coven, or maybe it’s some of the old coven, I’m not sure.” “How many?” I ask. “I don’t know the answer to that. She found the cameras and blew them out. One of the security te
One Year Later If you had asked me a couple of years ago if I was a family man, I would have told you, ‘One day, but not today.’ If you had told me that I would trade in a college campus and no responsibilities for a mate, a job and a family, I would have laughed in your face. And yet, all it took was me meeting my mate, a little slip of a witch, to prove me wrong. I finished my education, getting my degree and officially becoming Chief Executive Officer of Holstin Enterprises, Inc. We have expanded our operations into search and rescue because of the witches. So, now we have three arms of to the company. It not only works well for our company, but it also works for Maeve’s shop. She’s busier than ever and that doesn’t include the humans that come in to buy their witchy toys so they can pretend that they are witches. Word got around very quickly that, as the oldest Cross, Maeve was the true High Priestess of the Night Garden coven, so more and more witches having been coming to find
Two Years Later “No, Einar is the strongest!” my daughter adamantly yells at Leander, standing in front of Einar who is playing with the kids. “No, Finley is the strongest!” Leander says back, both kids arguing that their fathers’ wolves are the strongest. Briella is riding on Finley’s back. Cyran growls low, coming to stand between them. Both Leander and Felicity look at Cyran then back at each other. “Grandpa Cyran is the strongest!” they both yell. “Get him!” Leander says and the two of them go chasing after Cyran while Finley teaches Briella how to stay on him when he’s running and Einar is just trying to keep his fur while Gale and our third child, Mena, tug on it. She was given a name meaning love, as my love for my mate continues to grow year after year and I know his for me continues to grow too. I stand on Angel and Liam’s back porch watching as the fathers and grandfather play with the kids. Angel comes out, carrying Emlyn and Rich’s third child, another boy that they na
**This is the third book in the Guardians Next Generation Series. It can be read as a standalone book but will have references to events that occurred in Shattered Bonds. This book will run in a parallel timeframe to Shattered Bonds. Events in this book will overlap with events in that book.MaeveThree Years Ago“Norman, what are we going to do?” I hear my mother saying to my father. I’ve just gotten out of school and I’ve come to help my parents in our shop, Conjuror’s Alchemy. They bought this store a year ago when they left their coven. They wanted a fresh start, and while the store sells things to non-witches who want to pretend that they are doing witchy things, it’s a front for real witches that need to obtain certain items to create real spells.“We’re going to tell him no, LeAnn. We don’t want any trouble with a werewolf Alpha. If he ever found out what we’ve done, he could threaten to expose us, or worse, he could hurt the kids. I won’t allow that. Beta Trevor will just have
I’ve been working for Beta Trevor for three years. Over that time, I’ve created spells and potions to keep his daughter, Gwen, out of trouble and keep his Alpha, Alpha Carter, unaware of what his daughter is really doing. Beta Trevor wants her to be the next Beta and if his Alpha knew what a conniving, manipulative, abusive person she was, he’d either demote her or more likely, he’d banish her from their pack.It has taken a lot over these three years to keep my family together. Beta Trevor promised me that if I did what he wanted, he’d keep protective services away from me and I’d be able to keep my brother and sister with me. If not, he’d make sure I never saw them again. I have no reason to doubt him. And three years later, I’m finally turning 18. Finally able to petition the courts to become their legal guardian. Of course, that all depends on if I survive.A year ago, Beta Gwen approached me, wanting her own spell. She insisted that I keep it a secret from her father, also using
To say that Emlyn’s 18th birthday was a shitshow would be the understatement of the millennium. I had come home from school to see my brother finally announce that he found his mate, Emlyn. Only he didn’t. He called some Beta his mate.Now, no one knows what the fuck is going on, but this is a huge problem. Our three families, the leaders of the Shadow Falls Pack, the Canyon Ridge Pack and the Safe Haven Pack have been in the strongest alliance ever created in the history of the werewolves. That is because each of those packs has been run by an Alpha mated to a Guardian. The three Guardians, of which my mother is one, created a friendship so strong, that nothing could break it.At least, I thought nothing could break it. My brother Rich, the Alpha of Shadow Falls pack, not recognizing Emlyn, the oldest Alpha female and Guardian in the Safe Haven pack as his mate, is going to put a serious strain on our packs’ alliance. My Aunt Grace is Emlyn's mother. She's not really my aunt, but we
I watch as Beta Trevor leaves the shop. My heart is beating so fast I think I might have a heart attack. Meadow and Tate come rushing up to me, wrapping their arms around me.“Are you okay?” Meadow asks.“Did he hurt you?” Tate asks.“Yes, I’m okay. No, he didn’t hurt me.” I say, pulling away.My throat is sore and I’ll have to cover what I know will be fingerprint bruises tomorrow, but I’m alive and so are they.I look at the mess in the store. “You two go back to bed, I’ll clean this up.” I say.“We don’t have school tomorrow, Maeve. We can help you.” Meadow says.“Yeah. We can help. Worst case scenario, I’ll sleep in tomorrow morning.” Tate says.Meadow and I both snort. Tate sleeps in every day he can.I see Tate’s lips twitch and I know he said it to make us laugh, and it did.It’s early in the morning before we get everything cleaned up. “Okay, let’s get to bed. Tomorrow will be a long day and then you have to go to school the next day.After I get Meadow and Tate back into thei
I’m so pissed off at Rich. I can’t believe he won’t just reject Emlyn. What is he trying to do? Keep his mate and a mistress on the side?And now, Emlyn drops the bomb that she’s pregnant. I thought for sure she was going to kill Gwen when she called her child a bastard.I know Emlyn wouldn't want me to, but Emerson and I are close friends. If the roles were reversed, I'd want him to tell me.So, I call him and tell him that his sister is pregnant with my brother's child."This is a fucking mess, Xander.""I know, Em. It's why I'm calling you. I don't know how much longer Emlyn can stay here.""She'll always have a place in my pack." He says, as I knew he would.Now, all of us can smell Rich and Emlyn’s baby. Well, everyone except Rich. He seems to be the only one that is oblivious to it, his own child.I know something underhanded is going on, I just have no idea what it is and it’s making me crazy. I’m a problem solver, it’s what I do. I have to be good at it if I want to be an effe