LOGINAndré D'Amore: I've known my whole life who I am. I'm a hybrid, Alpha heir, and too fabulous to be straight. I've lost count of how many times I've had to fight to defend my . Yet, I never expected to have to defend it from my mate. Not my problem that he's spent his life unaware he was in a closet. He needs to get his act together. Because my papa is naming me Alpha of the pack, we just defeated. And I want my mate at my side. Darren Delaney: I always thought I knew myself. That I knew my wolf, I've always been a soldier, a warrior, and I'm straight. One assignment has me questioning everything. I thought finding my mate would be the happiest day of my life. Instead, it's the most confusing. My mate is the hybrid SON of the Incubi Alpha?! The Goddess got her wires crossed with this pairing. Now I'm questioning my as he's drawing me in like a moth to a flame. This is a sequel to Alpha of Nightmares. Events in this book overlap with events in Alpha of Nightmares. This book can be read as a standalone, though it is encouraged to read Alpha of Nightmares. The Incubi Pack Series: Book 1 - Alpha of Nightmares Book 2 - The Hybrid Alpha Book 3 - Dream Mate Anthology Short Story - Chosen Mate Anthology Bonus Story - Sicilian Holiday Anthology Short Story - The Quiet Giant's Mate Book 4 - Beta's Innocent Mate
View More“There it is again” I said to myself after hearing the distant howl, this was the 3rd night in a row that this could be heard amongst the trees which surrounded my home. I stretched whilst debating whether I wanted to get up leaving my bed to head towards the window to see if I could finally see the animal that was making this sad sound outside.
Honestly, I don’t know why I bothered to look as I haven’t seen anything for the last 2 nights but for some reason my gut was telling me this was going to be different, upon reaching the large alcove I climbed onto the window seat, and I started to scan the area of deep forest that was directly opposite my room. This was the only part of the forest that was the closest to my home, this was understandable since I was currently in the East wing of the Royal castle.
The Royal castle is a stunning view when coming up the double driveway, as it slowly appears through the large pine trees, that have been there before the castle was even built. Upon the approach to the main entrance of the castle, past the little cottages that litter the driveway where the Royal advisors and their families live, you notice all the intricate details of the stonework and carvings that cover the entire building before reaching the giant front entrance. Once inside this beautiful, ornate vestibule the details go into further depth travelling all the way into the grand hallway, where the castle splits into the several different rooms in each wing.
The West wing is where the Royal family reside each having their own apartment section. King Julius and Queen Kitana have the large top section of the wing as this contains a vast living room, dining area and a separate kitchen where the Royal family sometimes entertain for the close visiting family members. The bottom section of the wing belongs to Prince Darius and Princess Poppy, who both have their own little apartments. There are 2 small guest suites, well they are smaller than the apartments, but they look like penthouse suites at a hotel, these are used for visiting family from the other Kingdoms.
The East wing is split into 4 different sections, the servants living quarters which house all the kitchen and laundry staff. The quarters are extremely large, there is a comfortable living room and large dining area, there is also only 2 members of staff per room rather than them all being in one bunk house. The kitchen was a magnificent sight as there was 3 large range cookers that were constantly on the go, cooking pies, cakes, and all sorts of wonderful things. Next to the ranges was a giant work bench that had at least 8 people working around it, with space to fit maybe another 2 or 3 more which happened around Christmas time when all the family was around. The laundry rooms are attached to the kitchen off to the rear, this is not as large as the kitchen but still houses 15 washing machines, 10 tumble dyers, a section to hang the washing indoors and another little section where the washing was ironed then stacked in neat little piles ready to be used.
The grand ballroom lives up to the name, the large double wooden doors keep the mystery of the splendour that is hidden behind. The 1st thing the eyes are drawn to is the massive chandler that hangs in the centre of the room above the dance floor which spans the length of the room, this chandler has hundreds of tiny crystals that glisten casting out little rainbows when the lights hit them. All around the dance floor, apart from the far end where the stage stands, sits tables, and chairs that would be laden with a white tablecloth, beautiful cutlery, champagne glasses, vases holding the seasonal flowers for the dinners that occurred before the dancing commenced.
The last part of the East wing is a small, run down suite where Aurora lived, she wasn’t of Royal blood or really a servant but the daughter of one of the King’s favourite advisors who was killed during a Rouge War. The King took pity on Aurora being only 8 at the time and placed her in the East wing of the castle, in her own little sanctuary where she was free to come and go as she pleased. Aurora liked her little room as she had managed to arrange it over the years to be perfect, her small little double bed, that had previously belonged to Poppy, was against the far wall away from the door and window, there was little bedside table by the side of the bed that had a small lamp and an alarm clock on. There on the wall near the door was a small little bookshelf, this housed the small collection of books that have been read so many times they looked a little worse for wear, next to the bookshelf was a single wardrobe. On the opposite side of the room to her bed was a tatty little sofa with a tall standing lamp next to it, this was perfect to Aurora as she would sit and read for hours in the same spot next to the lamp.
Éowyn POVI spent today with Grandma. It was fun. She let me try some of the treats she was eating. I can say that I liked the bacio, chocolate and hazelnut for you Americans, gelato. It reminded me of the before times. The before times were before my siblings and I were taken from the womb. Other than tasty treats, Grandma bought me a little moon plushie toy that caught my eye. It’s officially my favorite thing. I don’t know what the moon has to do with what we are celebrating, but I do know that the moon is important to our people. And well, I love the moon. It’s so pretty to look at in the night sky. When we got home, we all got a bath, yuck. I wouldn’t say I like baths. Amaryllis loves baths so much she plays around in the water. I prefer to get it over with and get out of the water. Who wants to sit in their filth? But whatever. After bath time, we were put in special pajamas for the holiday. They were comfier than those fancy clothes we had to wear for the festival. “Azriel,
Lando POVAs expected after the incident, the presence of on-duty warriors around the Christmas festival became more apparent. Dad and Papa were taking no chances that another attempt would happen. To help ensure the safety of the heirs, they were moved from their strollers to the chest baby carriers. I wasn’t surprised that Papa took Caspian. They never play favorites, but someone just tried to kidnap Cas, so it’s natural to be more protective of him today. I was pleasantly surprised that I was entrusted with Aragon. I would have thought the babies would be with adults, specifically those with wolves, to protect them better. It felt good that I was trusted to protect my baby brother. I won’t have my wolf for another two years, but wolf or not, I would fight to my last breath to protect any of my siblings. We stuck together as we moved around the festival. I stopped at one of the game booths when Aragon showed interest in one of the toys on display. What kind of big brother would I
Darren POVI have not been this terrified since Delilah had that placenta issue in April. I had hoped I would never be that afraid again. Yet when that fucking photographer took Caspian from me, I felt it in my gut something was wrong. It didn’t settle my nerves that he also had Amaryllis move from André to Dad. The more times I saw the babies rearranged, the angrier I became. It was like those con artists with the pebble under the cup. Keeping track of where all four babies went was their plan. They thought they could hand Caspian to someone who wasn’t part of the family and get away with it. They thought wrong. I noticed the switch, and Caspian was not the baby that would go quietly. My boy has his Papa’s sass when a situation isn’t to his liking. I had passed Amaryllis to Sadria and shouted for my brothers to get the photographer as I ran toward Caspian’s cries. André had been right on my heels when he handed Aragon to Alison. André had shifted mid-chase and used his speed to g
André POV Everyone knows that I live for celebrations. I go all out for holidays, especially Christmas. This year and probably every Christmas till my babies are grown enough to say, ‘Papa, stop,’ I am going to go all out. This will be my babies’ 1st Christmas, and I want it to be spectacular. I know they are only five months old and won’t remember it, but there will be pictures and videos that we can show them as they grow up. All Madonie wanted to celebrate and make this Christmas special for their new princes and princesses. We’ve been often asked which heirs were mine, but we never tell. Sure, we gave Caspian and Aragon my surname, while our girls Amaryllis and Éowyn have Darren’s. But that’s not common knowledge. And I don’t know if I’ll keep it that way. I’ve considered updating their official birth certificates to Delaney-D’Amore for all four. As far as the pack knows, their surnames are all D’Amore. It might be wrong, but I want to keep it that way. I won’t have them tre






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