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Nivia’s povIf I thought Ford was tightly wound before, I don’t know what you’d call the Ford that’s standing next to me right now.“Breathe,” I whispered to him as Fletcher’s car drove toward us.When that didn’t help, I grabbed his hand.Look, I might not be a fan of Ford most of the time, and I’m still pretty sure rejection is best for us, but he is still my mate, and I’m the only one allowed to hate him.‘That makes no sense...’I ignored Gwyn; it made perfect sense.Ford and I had said our goodbyes to the kids this morning, and he had been pacing the house ever since, checking every room to see if there was something wrong.He was looking for something to put his frustration into, someone he could blame or lash out at.I thought about getting into a fight with him just to get him to release some of this frustration, but I was too busy fighting with my dad instead.Ugh.Dad and I mind-linked every day, but I guess it wasn’t enough.‘Now cut the bullshit; how are you?’‘What do you
Nivia's pov By the time I had put my dress, shoes, and makeup on, Ford was finished as well. He helped zip my dress up, and off to dinner we went. I sat down next to Ford, and Fletcher took the seat beside me. He grabbed a piece of my hair and spun it around his finger, “I did not picture Ruthie with such a young and bold mate.” “Opposites attract,” I replied, “right, Ford?” “Yes, darling.” Ford replied. “So, tell me the story of how you two met.” Fletcher said as he began eating. I looked at Ford, who softly sighed, “we met at a party at the Iron River pack.” “What a way with words, right?” Fletcher took a sip of his drink. He moved my hair to the side, and I wanted to break his hand for touching me. Ford growled lowly, but didn’t say anything, so I kept calm. “No mark yet, huh? Is it those little baseborns that are holding you back, love?” I swallowed as I counted to ten and joked, “no, I like those kids more than I like Ford.” “Where are those little bastards anyway? I tho
Ford’s povGoddess, did I need this.I had been craving Nivia’s scent, her touch, but I had no conception of what she’d actually taste like or what her moans of pleasure would sound like.I dived into her core, giving up all restraint or decorum.I needed this and so much more.‘Are you sure it’s not because of what Fletcher said?’ Callum tried.Of course he would find a way to ruin this.I walked us to the bed, placing Nivia down gently as I kept sucking and licking her. Goddess, did she look ravishing in her little outfit.But it was for my eyes only.Fletcher should have never seen it.Nivia is mine.I inserted a finger before trying to add another. Nivia squirmed, a clear indicator she did not desire a second digit.She was tight.“Fucking hell,” She moaned as I flicked my tongue against her clit.“Language, darling…” I teased her before going back in.“Oh, Goddess, Goddess, Ford… O, my…” Nivia moaned, “I’m… Ford…. Please… I’m going to, aaaaaah.” And she began to shudder against my
Nivia’s “Luna Nivia, perhaps you could share how the Iron River pack handles this dilemma.” Old fucker numbero uno asked. What did I name him again? Baldie? They’re all pretty bald. Or balding at least. Not that bald men can’t be handsome. Grandpa Os continues to attract attention from women, and he's already almost seventy. That is one handsome dude, as my dad would say. Focus, Nivia. “I apologize,” I said with a smile. “I hardly slept last night; could you repeat the question?” Ford grumbled, “what stance does the Iron River pack place on the mate bond and chosen mates?” I nodded, “as the daughter of someone who was part of the School, I am keenly aware of the damage focusing solely on genetics has. However, I see a clear distinction between choosing a mate based on love or based on pressure from those in power. We trust in the Moon Goddess’s decisions to give us the chance to reject our mate if we choose to. It’s not a decision anyone makes lightly, and we consider it a pers
Ford’s pov “Agreed.” ‘Agreed?!’ Callum growled inside my head. ‘Are you mental?’ ‘She almost lost the alliance between our packs,’ I replied calmly. Callum was beyond angry; I could feel his outrage through our connection. ‘She called you her family. She defended you!’ ‘I am an adult. Her senior. I do not require or desire her protection.’ I growled back. Fletcher smirked at me, “You should take your pink-haired Luna home. We’ll be able to help you, yeah? We'll show her how a Luna should conduct herself.” “That won’t be necessary.” I replied curtly. “Nah, it would be great, Rutherford. You can show her your mother’s resting place while you’re at it.” I swallowed down the bile in my throat, “thank you for the suggestion.” Fletcher’s eyes flashed as they used to do when he was eager to beat me. “After you left, things actually improved for the old cow. See, when there wasn’t a constant reminder of the crime she committed, people began to forget. It’s not like she was out and ab
Nivia’s povIt took a lot of restraint not to fight Fletcher when I had the opportunity, but I had to think about the consequences if I did.Not only would it look like Ford needs my help fighting his battles, but it would also mean that I’d be in control of the Wind Winder pack.Whoever kills the alpha becomes the alpha.I have no clue what Ford will do with the pack, and while I would love to discuss it with him, I am pretty sure he doesn’t want my opinion on the matter.Besides, I’m too busy licking every inch of his body. I mean, his wounds.Of course we took a shower first. Ford’s face was covered in Fletcher’s blood, and his body was covered in Goddess knows what.Dirt, his blood, Fletcher's blood, fur, pieces of skin?Although it was kind of gross, watching them fight was pretty cool.I had helped clean his back, which means we were both just wearing towels at the moment. I could have gotten dressed, but I figured it was time sensitive to tend to his wounds.‘Sure….’ Gwyn teased
Nivia’s povFord crawled into bed with me when the sun was already coming up.At least he had let me know he wouldn’t be home for dinner. By using one of the Omegas instead of calling or texting, but still… He did let me know.Goddess… Okay! I know I’m pulling at straws trying to make it seem like he cares as much as I do.If I want Ford to like me for me, then I should like him for him, right?Nah… Sorry, it won’t happen.I must admit I am starting to find his frowns and scolding expression cute. And I love it when he swallows hard to avoid saying something that isn’t proper. The way his Adam's apple moves is sexy somehow.I also love… LOVE! How he calls me darling.With his accent and the way he speaks in general, it’s fucking hot.I love how gentle he is in bed. Even when he crawls next to me, he puts his arms around me, and it feels like I’m being hugged.And the sex…. Well, not sex, sex, but it’s still sex without penetration, right? Well, the sex is just… WOW!But is it enough?“
Ford’s povEverything seemed to be settled with the Wind Winder pack. Fletcher’s remains have been sent back; they have found a temporary replacement until Fletcher’s son is of age, and they have agreed to my budget proposal.To my surprise they even suggested a new alliance, this one based on mutual respect.I told them I would consider their offer, even if I would rather not have any ties to that part of my life. If it benefits the pack, I might consider it.And if it’s an agreeable option for the Iron River pack. If the Iron River pack says it’s either them or the Wind Winder pack, the choice is clear.This is what I'll be discussing shortly, once my mother-in-law is ready for our meeting.I impatiently waited until she appeared on the screen. I have other business to attend to.‘As has she,’ Callum reminded me. ‘Be nice.’Be nice, I scoffed to myself. I am perfectly pleasant.Alpha Aeryn can ask her daughter just how pleasant I can be.I didn’t mean anything by it; however, my min
Ford’s povPerhaps the Moon Goddess was not mistaken after all.Nivia’s body felt delightful; I fit perfectly into it as she allowed me to fulfil my fantasies. My defiance did not bother her; they seemed to turn her on almost as much as they did me.I am not one to let my guard down; however, while we had sex, I did not feel that similar need for control.Simply put, I felt free to be myself.Nivia surrendered herself to me, accepting my mark, and although all my previous reasonings for needing my mark on her neck were still valid, there was another reason I had not thought of previously.My mark on my mate’s neck wasn’t simply necessary to the pack, to the council or my legacy. I coveted the opportunity to mark Nivia, to make her mine in every way.I felt the similar sense of urgency Nivia had displayed, and whilst hers was out of jealousy, mine was for another reason.Nivia had not minced words when it came to our relationship. She had made it abundantly clear that the option of rej
Nivia’s povAfter some bullshit chitchat with Mom, Dad, and Forrest, Dad went into super-dad mode.“So what the fuck is up with your face? Because your voice sounds cheery, but your eyes betray you. You’re fucking miserable.”I sighed, “I am not fucking miserable.”“Well, you’re not basking in the motherfucking flow of the mate bond either. You should be fucking all day and being all giddy.”I laughed, “seriously?”Dad shrugged while Mom covered her mouth to hide her laughter, “well, yeah. You’ve seen how mates are when they first meet. They’re all over each other, sucking face all day long, being fucking clingy. Some people just stay in their room for a whole week. And you two… Well, Niv, no offense, but you don’t even act like you like each other.”I sighed, Goddess, this man is exhausting! “We do like each other.”“Prove it.”I scoffed, “seriously? Prove it? How?”“I don’t fucking know, but well… fuck it…. Your mom is going to kill me for saying this, but I’ve already started this
Nivia’s povMaybe it could work somehow?I’d be Ford’s Luna, the type of Luna he wants, and after a while I’ll take over as Alpha for Mom and get to have my shot to be in charge.I just always thought it would be different, you know?We’d run our pack together. Like Mom and Dad and all that came before them.It’s… Ugh… I don’t know if I can be a Luna like Pearle was. I don’t know if I can be a traditional Luna, one who barely is allowed to have an opinion on pack members.I’m trying. I really am.Trying to find a way things could work, because for all his faults, I am falling hard for Ford.We walked the rest of the way in silence, and I hoped maybe we could salvage the rest of the evening. Maybe I could find a way for Ford to understand we weren’t trying to embarrass him but help him.Because it was clear he reacted so strongly because we hurt his pride.I wish I could understand why Ford behaved the way he did. I know his past has shaped him to be the man he is today.If Fletcher tr
Ford’s povEverything seemed to be settled with the Wind Winder pack. Fletcher’s remains have been sent back; they have found a temporary replacement until Fletcher’s son is of age, and they have agreed to my budget proposal.To my surprise they even suggested a new alliance, this one based on mutual respect.I told them I would consider their offer, even if I would rather not have any ties to that part of my life. If it benefits the pack, I might consider it.And if it’s an agreeable option for the Iron River pack. If the Iron River pack says it’s either them or the Wind Winder pack, the choice is clear.This is what I'll be discussing shortly, once my mother-in-law is ready for our meeting.I impatiently waited until she appeared on the screen. I have other business to attend to.‘As has she,’ Callum reminded me. ‘Be nice.’Be nice, I scoffed to myself. I am perfectly pleasant.Alpha Aeryn can ask her daughter just how pleasant I can be.I didn’t mean anything by it; however, my min
Nivia’s povFord crawled into bed with me when the sun was already coming up.At least he had let me know he wouldn’t be home for dinner. By using one of the Omegas instead of calling or texting, but still… He did let me know.Goddess… Okay! I know I’m pulling at straws trying to make it seem like he cares as much as I do.If I want Ford to like me for me, then I should like him for him, right?Nah… Sorry, it won’t happen.I must admit I am starting to find his frowns and scolding expression cute. And I love it when he swallows hard to avoid saying something that isn’t proper. The way his Adam's apple moves is sexy somehow.I also love… LOVE! How he calls me darling.With his accent and the way he speaks in general, it’s fucking hot.I love how gentle he is in bed. Even when he crawls next to me, he puts his arms around me, and it feels like I’m being hugged.And the sex…. Well, not sex, sex, but it’s still sex without penetration, right? Well, the sex is just… WOW!But is it enough?“
Nivia’s povIt took a lot of restraint not to fight Fletcher when I had the opportunity, but I had to think about the consequences if I did.Not only would it look like Ford needs my help fighting his battles, but it would also mean that I’d be in control of the Wind Winder pack.Whoever kills the alpha becomes the alpha.I have no clue what Ford will do with the pack, and while I would love to discuss it with him, I am pretty sure he doesn’t want my opinion on the matter.Besides, I’m too busy licking every inch of his body. I mean, his wounds.Of course we took a shower first. Ford’s face was covered in Fletcher’s blood, and his body was covered in Goddess knows what.Dirt, his blood, Fletcher's blood, fur, pieces of skin?Although it was kind of gross, watching them fight was pretty cool.I had helped clean his back, which means we were both just wearing towels at the moment. I could have gotten dressed, but I figured it was time sensitive to tend to his wounds.‘Sure….’ Gwyn teased
Ford’s pov “Agreed.” ‘Agreed?!’ Callum growled inside my head. ‘Are you mental?’ ‘She almost lost the alliance between our packs,’ I replied calmly. Callum was beyond angry; I could feel his outrage through our connection. ‘She called you her family. She defended you!’ ‘I am an adult. Her senior. I do not require or desire her protection.’ I growled back. Fletcher smirked at me, “You should take your pink-haired Luna home. We’ll be able to help you, yeah? We'll show her how a Luna should conduct herself.” “That won’t be necessary.” I replied curtly. “Nah, it would be great, Rutherford. You can show her your mother’s resting place while you’re at it.” I swallowed down the bile in my throat, “thank you for the suggestion.” Fletcher’s eyes flashed as they used to do when he was eager to beat me. “After you left, things actually improved for the old cow. See, when there wasn’t a constant reminder of the crime she committed, people began to forget. It’s not like she was out and ab
Nivia’s “Luna Nivia, perhaps you could share how the Iron River pack handles this dilemma.” Old fucker numbero uno asked. What did I name him again? Baldie? They’re all pretty bald. Or balding at least. Not that bald men can’t be handsome. Grandpa Os continues to attract attention from women, and he's already almost seventy. That is one handsome dude, as my dad would say. Focus, Nivia. “I apologize,” I said with a smile. “I hardly slept last night; could you repeat the question?” Ford grumbled, “what stance does the Iron River pack place on the mate bond and chosen mates?” I nodded, “as the daughter of someone who was part of the School, I am keenly aware of the damage focusing solely on genetics has. However, I see a clear distinction between choosing a mate based on love or based on pressure from those in power. We trust in the Moon Goddess’s decisions to give us the chance to reject our mate if we choose to. It’s not a decision anyone makes lightly, and we consider it a pers
Ford’s povGoddess, did I need this.I had been craving Nivia’s scent, her touch, but I had no conception of what she’d actually taste like or what her moans of pleasure would sound like.I dived into her core, giving up all restraint or decorum.I needed this and so much more.‘Are you sure it’s not because of what Fletcher said?’ Callum tried.Of course he would find a way to ruin this.I walked us to the bed, placing Nivia down gently as I kept sucking and licking her. Goddess, did she look ravishing in her little outfit.But it was for my eyes only.Fletcher should have never seen it.Nivia is mine.I inserted a finger before trying to add another. Nivia squirmed, a clear indicator she did not desire a second digit.She was tight.“Fucking hell,” She moaned as I flicked my tongue against her clit.“Language, darling…” I teased her before going back in.“Oh, Goddess, Goddess, Ford… O, my…” Nivia moaned, “I’m… Ford…. Please… I’m going to, aaaaaah.” And she began to shudder against my