Unfortunately, the bonfire started while we were ruffling some fur at Devil’s Elbow, two towns over. Kinsley is an expert at starting turmoil with other wolf packs and leaving me and my guys fixing her fuck-ups. Today, it’s with a known beast of a werewolf from Devil’s Elbow. The Devil’s Elbow is a small rural town that shelters three other wolf packs. Kinsley made the mistake of getting tangled with one of the packs. Being that she’s the Beta’s daughter, we had to go with her and make sure she was safe. I only agreed to be gone for an hour, but when it involves teenage girls and their affairs expect to double, or even triple, the waiting time.
“Why does it matter? I do what I wanna do. Whether it’s about Kayleigh, seeing Kayleigh, or being with Kayleigh, it’s none of your business. I thought you understood that. I think you keep forgetting what the deal is.” I’m driving like a maniac to get back to the manor as soon as possible. It’s past 9:30pm. At this point, I’m confident that I’ll make it in time for the pack run. I’m just so extremely infuriated right now that Kinsley questions me. “For your information, I’m not the one who’s forgetting what our deal is, Cillian. What about us? You promised you’d take care of me. You promised to always protect me. You promised to never turn your back on me.” Her lips quiver and she sounds like she’s about to cry.“I did. You know I always keep my promises. I’m here, am I not? I’m putting so much on the line for you right now. The last thing I expect from you is nagging and questioning what I want to do.” I press my lips together to stop myself from saying things that might upset her more. I’m frustrated, but I don’t want to hurt her feelings.“I just don’t like that you make it look like you want to be at the bonfire because of the pack, but really you want to be there because of Kayleigh. Why can’t you just be honest about it?”“Fine. I have some things to settle with Kayleigh. I have some bones to pick with her, really. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to be at the bonfire for the pack run. That’s my priority. Pack duties, first. I know that.” My jaw hardens and my knuckles turn white on the steering wheel while explaining these things to her. I hate explaining myself to anyone.“Look, I know what Kayleigh means to you. I’m just worried you’ll forget about us, about our deal, is all. I’m just worried. You’re the only one who cares about me.” She looks away from me but I don’t miss the gloom in her voice.“Kensington. Have I ever let you down? Again, for the nth time, I will honor my deal. Have I done anything for you to doubt me? I’m here for you. I promise. I will take care of you, okay?” She gathers her long black hair and pulls it to her left shoulder, as if it’s enough to cover her face from me. I stop talking. This is her tell that she’s holding her tears back. “Okay. I believe you… I’m sorry, Cillian. I told you I could have gone by myself, but you won’t let me. You could have followed Kayleigh to the bonfire and let me be on my own.”“You know I won’t hear the end of it from our dads if I allowed you to go alone to Devil’s Elbow.” As the future Alpha, I also can’t just let the Beta’s daughter walk into the devil’s lair without protection. “It’s fine. We’re almost home, anyway.” I soften my voice to let her know that I’m not as dismayed as I was several minutes ago, when I thought we weren’t going to make it to the pack run. “I don’t want to fight, Cillian.” She puts her hand on top of mine. I don’t move it away; heaven forbid I hurt her feelings again. “I don’t wanna fight either. Let’s just forget about it.” I just want to get done with Kinsley’s drama so I can enjoy myself at the bonfire. And I’m damn well going to enjoy messing with Kayleigh tonight. She did me wrong, and I’m not going to let her forget that. We remain quiet as we approach the manor’s driveway. I park all the way to the end of the driveway, closer to the path leading to the clearing where everyone is gathered. As soon as I stop the engine, I open the door and head to the group of wolf blood young’uns. I don’t wait for Kinsley. She’s a grownup and can handle herself. I’m too eager to see where Kayleigh is, what she’s doing, and who’s she with. I’m still hungover from our kiss. But it doesn’t matter. I’m not going to make her stay here easy. I have plans. She’s going to pay for what she did. I can’t wait to get to her so I can start collecting her debts. Tick-tock, my little red-haired girl. The big bad wolf is coming.Thank you for reading! Come find me at KT Valentine's Baby Dolls on f*.#b**. :)
Cillian Fucking Roland escaped. Or—I should say, thanks Goddess, he finally escaped. Gunner and I knew that there are still a few pack members who are loyal to Roland. The only way to identify them is to give them the notion that our security team is weak in hopes that they’d make their move to break him out of his cell. Our plan worked. They might have thought that we didn’t see this coming. But we not only saw it, we anticipated and hoped it would happen. A dozen of my best patrol wolves are tracking the former beta now. Following his every movement. They are instructed to remain undercover until Roland leads them to the one person who also needs to take responsibility of the wolf-war: my Dad. It’s only going to be a matter of time. It’s hard to believe that the man whose life is hanging on a thin line was once a parental figure to all the Wolf Bloods in our pack. Gunner, Kinsley, Reagan, and I
Cillian Kayleigh stares at Diesel and runs her hand over his arm to inspect the bruises marring his skin. She cradles his hand facing up, her thumbnail pressing in the middle of his wrist pulse point. In a swift move, she brings her clenched hand to her mouth before letting her fangs pierce into her skin without showing the little ones that she can partially transform. At the same time, her thumbnail extends into a claw, cutting a shallow wound on Diesel’s wrist. Again, without showing the kids. In the eyes of the Red Wolf pups, Kayleigh just bit herself with her human canines. Except for Uncle James who hasn’t been updated about our recent capabilities, the adults in the room know that Kayleigh and I can now partially transform and control which body part to shift. Just like the Hybrids and Demon Wolves. Kayleigh immediately puts her wrist over Diesel’s, letting her blood drip over his punctured skin. Everyone watches in awe, mouth gaping, eyes gawking, and
Cillian Ten weeks. The doctor said that we have ten weeks to prepare for the baby’s arrival. Kayleigh, Gisella, and Reagan finally agree to be cordial to each other for our wolf-pup’s sake. Kayleigh has been low-key acting as the buffer between the two she-wolves who are obviously faking their truce. All three ladies seem to think that we have enough time to get everything ready. They are hyper-focused on baby clothes and baby stuff. The three princesses think that those are the only things we need to prepare for the pup’s arrival. Ten freaking weeks. I will not admit that I’m panicking, but the truth is, I am freaking out internally. There’s so much to do and so little time to do it. Visit my mom so Kayleigh can meet her. Have an official get-together with Kayleigh’s parents. Settle things with my pack. Talk to Kayleigh about both of our packs’ situations. I’m all about going back to Ireland with her to help her pack. But not now. Not while my pack is stil
TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter includes content that might upset some readers, including reference to miscarriage scare. Please seek assistance if needed. Kayleigh “Gentlemen, may I suggest that you take your ladies outside the room until they calm down. Let’s give Alpha Cillian and Luna Kayleigh some quiet time so that they can enjoy meeting their baby Alpha heir for the first time,” the doctor suggests. “I think that’s a good idea. Let us know when we can come back inside. I know that my wife and my sister can’t bear being around each other but they truly care about the wolf-pup. We all do.” Gio tells the doctor as he and Gunner carry their women outside the room. “All right. I’ll call for you when they are ready to behave.” The doctor dips her head to nod as she gives Gio a warm smile. “Thanks, doc. I apologize for my sister. You know how she is.” Cillian explains, embarrassed by his sister’s actions. “No worries. They were fine.
Kayleigh We all left the boardroom as soon as Zerdan departed. Gio went looking for his stubborn wife while the rest of us headed to the infirmary. Our best friends, Gunner and Gisella, stay with us while Cillian and I wait for the doctor’s arrival. I’m sitting on Cillian’s lap facing Gisella who is also parked on Gunner’s lap, just a few feet from us. As Gisella and I talk animatedly, giggling and laughing, the men stare at each other while they communicate through mind-link. I glance behind me to look at Cillian and smile when I see him nod at whatever his Beta is mind-linking him. I throw a glimpse at Gunner while listening to Gisella and saw him motion his hand as if he’s trying to prove a point in his mind-link conversation. I’m pretty sure that we look hilarious right now but I will not have it any other way. It didn’t take long and the doctor arrives with her staff. The vanilla scent she brings in with her inside the room immediately calms me. Her warm smile inst
Kayleigh Last night was phenomenal. I’m still in a state of bewilderment that the Moon Goddess chose Cillian and me to wield such extraordinary powers. We thought we were going to have an easy and a lazy morning. But we have too many questions about our hybrid-looking transformation. So, to rest our minds and find some answers, Cillian immediately summoned the one person we think who’ll have answers or at least know where or how to find information about our newfound powers, Zerdan. I called Aunt Bree but didn’t get much from her as she and John never experienced what Cillian and I had. However, she did mention that our ancestors, the Blessed Wolf and her mate, had the same abilities—they were able to shift into hybrid-looking werewolf and can also be in their normal wolf form. I called Gio and asked him to meet up here at the manor before my OB-GYN check-up, not realizing that it meant he’d have to cut short his and Reagan’s trip to make it back