LOGINTristan’s POV
I am exhausted from training. Ever since dad died, I have taken over his job of teaching evening training. On top of everything else I am exhausted.
As I walk up the back of the house, I can smell Braxton still here and…burnt cookies? What the hell?
I walk in and see Addy and Brax on the floor. I see Addy’s tear-stained face and my anger goes through the roof. I swear to God if Brax hurt my little moon I will kill him.
“What the fuck happened!?” I yelled as I marched towards them.
Before Brax could even respond Addy jumps up and explains, “I may have destroyed 10 batches of cookies and had a complete and total meltdown and ruined Brax’s shirt with snot.” She looks down ashamed and is standing as though she is in trouble.
I look from Addy’s tear-streaked face to Brax’s snot covered shirt and realization hits me.
Shit. My best friend was here when I should have been. He held her and let her cry, when it should have been me. Damn it.
“Oh little moon.” I coo as I grab her and put her into my chest.
“Why didn’t you call for me? You know I would be here to hold you and help you.”
“You have enough on your plate, I don’t want to be more of a bother. I just…. I just wanted to do the grief baskets like mom always did.” She mumbled into his chest.
“Addy look at me.” I grabbed her face and she looked up at me.
“First off, you will NEVER be a bother to me do you understand me? I love you so much little moon, and I will ALWAYS be here for you. ALWAYS. Second off, I know you do these because of mom, but you need the comfort just like everyone else.”
“I know, I just wanted to be strong for you. I didn’t want you to worry about me. I feel closer to mom when I do these, I feel like she is still here when I do them. I just couldn’t focus today and well, yeah...”she gestures to around the room “this happened,” she said while looking down.
I chuckled, as I look around the disaster in the room “I know why these are so important to you and you don’t always have to be strong, let me be strong for you. Okay?” I ask as I look down at her.
“Okay,” she replies as she smiles up at me.
I kiss her forehead and turn her and tuck her into my side with my arm around her shoulder. I look over at Braxton and give him a sorry look, he chuckles and says, “I will leave you to it.”
He stops by us and looks down at Addy, he doesn’t say anything and just keeps walking.
I look at Addy and she smiles up at me and shrugs, “he’s going to have to throw that shirt away, which I guess is better than losing teeth.”
We both chuckle as we survey the kitchen again.
“How about, tomorrow, around lunch time we grab Jimmy’s and then TOGETHER we can make the cookies and finish up the baskets? We can even deliver them together.” I ask as I start walking towards the cleaning closet.
“For now, I think we need to clean up the disaster.” She chuckles as she walks over to the multiple pans of burnt cookies.
I hook my phone up the Bluetooth, put on some music, and pull out the broom and mop.
We clean up the kitchen as we sing loudly and laugh at the terrible mess she left in her wake.
Braxton’s POV
Fuck…Fuck…Fuck…
I almost kissed Addy. I can’t believe I did that. I know I have always been protective of her, ever since we were kids. My mom use to tell me, that I have been like that since she was born. If I was honest, I have always had a crush on her, but she’s off limits. I couldn’t imagine hurting her anyways, it breaks me when she’s in pain, and if I was the one that brought that on her, I would knock my own teeth out.
Plus, Tristan would murder me, Alpha or not.
I am so frustrated with myself and so lost in thought staring out the window while drinking a glass of whiskey in my office that I don’t even realize when Baylee walks in.
She grabs me around the waist and holds onto me. I pull her around me and she looks up to me and gives me that flirty smile. She runs her hands up my chest and bites her lips as she looks into my eyes.
“You seem like you are upset, do you want to finish what we started earlier?”
Baylee is hot, and a pretty good fuck. I have always told her no feelings attached. I know I should have waited for my mate, but male werewolves have sexual needs and it’s hard to contain. Most of us do have sex before we meet our mates. Maybe, if I fuck her, I won’t think of Addy, and I can get over this little crush.
I grab her ass and kiss her hard. It’s a punishing kiss, I am angry with myself for almost kissing Addy. I don’t want foreplay right now; I need to get Addy out of my head.
Baylee runs her fingers under my shirt and starts clawing at my chest. She lifts my shirt and I stop her. I step back and look at her.
“Turn around, hands on the desk.” I command. She bites her lip and turns around, ass out to me.
“Yes, Alpha.” She purrs as she pushes her ass towards me more and spreads her legs.
I pull up her skirt, and rip her panties off, as her arousal feels the air. I pull my dick out of my pants and quickly sheath it with a condom.
I slam into her without another thought, and I hear her moan loudly. I grab her hips, and slam into her repeatedly as hard as I can.
“Oh Alpha, punish me.”
I keep going at her even after I hear her scream my name and her legs shake with her relief. I slam into her a few extra times and release into the condom with a growl. I bend over her and put my hand on the desk on each side of her as I catch my breath.
I slip out of her and pull the condom off and tie it off. I toss it over into the trash by the desk. As I pull my pants and boxers back up, I tuck myself back in my pants.
Baylee turns around and wraps her hands around my waist. “I like being punished.” She coos at me as she leans up to kiss me and I just stand still without responding. She runs her hands up and down my chest looking up at me through her lashes.
“Thanks for the stress relief” I tell her as I pull away from her.
She licks her lips and bends down pushing her butt into my crotch as she picks up her torn panties. “Anytime Alpha.” She purrs.
I walk towards the door and open it for her to leave. “That’s it?” I turn around and look at her. “Baylee, I already told you fucks and no feelings.”
“But…. but…I thought we had something going….I thought….”
“No Baylee, I always told you I would not fall for you. I would never take a chosen. This has always been nothing but sex.” I opened the door wider and waved my hand so she could head out.
I told you so. Blaze snickered in my head.
Shut up dumbass.
I told you to wait for mate. I told you she was clingy. I told you she was going to cause problems.
Shut up Blaze. I put up my block once again, I know he wouldn’t stop until I had a headache.
I wait until I know Baylee has made it out of the hallway before I open the door to my office and head up to my room.
Tomorrow is Saturday, and we don’t have training on Saturdays. Maybe I can head over the Tristan’s house and see Addy.
Shit. I just fucked Baylee and I am already thinking about Addy. One day this crush is going to get me in trouble.
Braxton’s POV“I just heard from the coven.” I hear the girl that introduced herself as Claire say. A coven, so she’s a witch. I tighten my hold on Addy. Who is she to Addy, how do I know I can trust her? “You’re a witch?” I see Tristan move beside me, angling himself in front of Addy. I feel her squeeze me and then place her arm on Tristan to move him aside. I tighten my hold on her, “Addy…we don’t…” I start. Her head snaps toward me, when she pulls away and shoves at Tristans arm to force him to move to the side. She turns facing me and Tristan, putting her body between us and Claire. “Claire is half witch, and she has trained her whole life to guide me. She is not a threat. To me. To Us. To our pack. She has been training me on how to use my power. You two will stand down.” I feel Addy’s aurora wrap around Tristan and I and my eyes widen. Her aurora is as strong as an alpha’s, possibly stronger. I watch as Claire touches her arm, “Easy killer. They are just protective
Addy POVClaire and I head home at 11. We look around but I don’t see any familiar cars as we pull into our garage. We both head in and I have just enough time to shower and change before they get here. I look up at my reflection and take off my wig and colored contacts. Staring at myself in the mirror. Even with those gone I look like a totally different person, it is amazing what make up can do. I can still see the sunken eyes and the sharpness of my cheekbones. Being away from Braxton has cost me, but maybe…I am to scared to even hope. I check the clock and rush to hop in the shower. Right as I make my way out of the bathroom Claire comes into my room as I finish getting dressed. “How are you feeling?” she asks, leaning against the door frame.“Like energy is buzzing around in my body like a swarm of bees and it’s about to bust out of my skin.” She smiles softly at me, and I can feel the tears I have kept at bay all night breaking free. She walks over to me, wiping my eyes.
Addy POVAs the day went on, my energy continued to revitalize. It was like weight that had been sitting on my shoulders and dragging me down had been lifted off and I was able to breath again. I was more focused and wasn’t zoning out and I felt…I felt more like my old self. Was my body disconnecting from my mate, was I learning to live without him? Even though I knew I would need every ounce of strength to end this, however, that is going to be. Thinking that my body maybe adjusting to being without my mate made my heart ache.Claire and I head into work and stay busy through happy hour. We are just finishing up the transition from the happy hour crowd to the night crowd, when I have a sense of just overwhelming… anxiety… excitement. I am not even sure how to describe this feeling. Just a surge of energy of some type. I shake my head and notice Claire looking at me as I wipe down the last table with our lemon cleaner. “You good?” she asks, while eyeing me suspiciously.“Yea
Braxton’s POVIt’s been 12 hours since the scout told us where she was. Where we hope she is. I look up as the light starts to fade and the sky turns a deep shade of purples and blues. I can feel an unsettlement inside of me build as we get closer to the city. It’s like a tidal wave hitting me over and over, the surge getting stronger the closer we drive.“You are going to need to calm down man. I am anxious too, but it is coming off you in waves. If we run into any wolves your energy is going to knock them out,” Tristan looks over at me quickly, before returning his eyes to the road.“I’m trying man. I am not sure what is going on. I mean I am anxious, but nothing different from when we started. This feeling, whatever it is…It’s like it’s out of my control. Like the closer we get, the more…heck I don’t even know…power…it has. I don’t even know how to describe it to you. I just know it’s getting stronger.”We both stare off, the quite settling over us once more. “She’s here
Addie POVThe evening shift drained me and Claire and I slept in until 10. We are usually up by 7. Training in our human form outside or in my wolf form downstairs in the basement. We spend most of our day in training, but today, I don’t know if I have the energy for it.I trudge down the stairs, heading straight to the coffee when I hear Claire over my shoulder. “Good Morning sleeping beauty.” My mind is so thick and sluggish, it’s hard to even think. “Good Morning.” I grunt. I grab the coffee and sit down at the bar, leaning my head down to meet the cool surface. “Why does my head feel so….ug.”I slide my head sideways to look over at Claire. “I think your body is going through withdrawals.”“Withdrawals from what?”“Your mate.”“I don’t get it, I have been away for three months. I mean the pain and the unfocused moments have gotten worse, but why this? Why now?”“That I don’t know. But I even tried to go wake you Addie, and you were dead to the world. I have noticed yo
Braxton POVIt’s been three months. Three months since I held my mate. Since I kissed her. Three months of searching and agonizing over her safety. I stand staring out into the forest beyond my office. Three months. I am so dazed, stuck in this trance of haziness that I don’t even hear Tristan knock and come in. I don’t even register his presence until he places his hand on my shoulder. I look over my shoulder at him, as he steps up beside me. “One of the scouts just returned. He said he needed to speak to you immediately.”I raise my brow, as my heart picks up its pace. “Did he find her?” my words come out soft, almost as though I had little breath left. That’s how it felt, like every task was 10 times harder because she was gone. It was like a weight I carried around, dragging me down. “I don’t know." Exhaustion laces his voice. I nod, heading over to my desk and sitting down into my chair. I look up over at my best friend, as he takes a seat across from me. His eyes a







