LOGINJeremy's packhouse is just as pretentious and big as Remington's, except less dark. There's more of a romantic, open vibe and that might be because of his mother. A very nice woman. I think Tatiana completely traumatized me because I was expecting psychological warfare as soon as Jeremy introduced us, but his mom was simply genuinely nice. I don't think we're going to be best friends by any means, but at least she won't call me horrible names the whole time I’m here and that’s a win in my eyes. Jeremy excitedly shows me the whole house until we reach his bedroom. "This is my childhood bedroom, but... I was promised a bigger one to share with my wife," he tells me as I cross my arms and look around. This is a gigantic bedroom and it doesn't look child-like at all. It's all dark colors and masculine energy. "It's fine, I don't mind this room for the meantime," I murmur and walk to his bed, then I sit down there and once I have his eyes on me, I lean back all the way. Jeremy comes
"You're always so hard for me," I hum in appreciation, grinding on his hardness. Rem grabs my head and brings me closer roughly, trying to force me to kiss him. I really love it when he's not careful with me, "Or was it all that Alpha talk that got you going? Planning and plotting?" "Shut up," he demands, turning the tables right away. In just a second, my back is against the mattress and he's on top of me, "I should buy you a ball-gag." "How dare you," I growl in false offense, but I actually wouldn't hate it. Like, at all, "You'd gag your beloved fated mate? Rude. Evil." "And I should tie you down, too," he continues, moving down to kiss my lips, then my chin, then my neck and my mark, sucking on it as soon as he gets the chance. I moan and my hips shoot up, begging for him to touch me already. Luckily, he knows exactly what I need and starts unbuttoning my tight pants, then pulls them off me, "Does that thought scare you? Being at my mercy?" "No, Rem, that doesn't scare me at a
"Rem," I start as soon as we’re inside our home, turning directly in front of him and holding onto his arms. I want to get this out of the way soon so we can enjoy our last night together, "Jeremy wants me to move in with him. Tomorrow." "Already?" he groans, his face getting hard again. He tries to take a step back all by himself, but I follow him. "Yes. He wants us to get to know each other before the wedding and before his Alpha presentation," I explain, making him take a deep, deep breath, "And I think it's a good idea. I want to start moving my people in before I even get the title. I want to get things moving fast so I can..." Get my life back. Soon. "I also think it's a good idea," he grumbles, like the words don't really want to leave his mouth. He sighs and wraps an arm around my waist to pull me even closer to him. He picks me up easily and turns around to take me to the bedroom, "I hate it, but I do want this to be over soon. Before our baby starts growing.”Our daugh
This is my own personal hell, I think. I tried to gather my son and go to my own apartment, but Cassie decided to cash one of the favors I owe her and asked me to stay. In her apartment, with her and River. River, who hates my guts and is draining my patience really quickly. I need to remind myself every ten seconds that he's Ivy's brother. And she really loves him at the moment, so I can't retaliate. Yet. But at some point, once I'm secure in my relationship with Ivy... I'm going to get him back somehow. "I'm tired!" Ashton growls, throwing his little body back and grabbing his head with both of his hands, "My brain hurts." Cassie is trying to teach him how to read again, but he's refusing to even try. And now he's rolling on the floor in front of the coffee table like a worm. "Your brain can't hurt, you haven't even used it," I scoff and lift him back up, sitting him upright and forcing him there with a hand on his back. He's actively trying to lean back hard as hell, "Ashto
{ Remington } I swear I’m losing my mind, the meeting goes on for over two hours. It’s getting dragged because we're discussing the logistics of rushing Jeremy's presentation as an Alpha. And Nathan just offered to build a shelter (founded by the Alliance, of course) for Ivy's omegas. They would not like that, but I still say it's a good idea because it doesn't matter if he builds a shelter or not, they will be moving in. As VIP members of Ivy's pack. And the Hierich family will have to evacuate. Of course I'm nervous as fuck, even simply considering this plan of just... taking over. Conquering packs old-school style is something that only happens down in the south, where people are less civilized. Less safe. Less rich. Me choosing to do this goes against everything my family has worked towards. It's putting everything they built in jeopardy, potentially. But I trust my instincts and I'm choosing to trust fate. And trust Ivy and her power. I'm still going to be in deep shi
"What do you want, Remington? To introduce me to your girlfriend?" Ivy asks like she's bored and walks inside swaying her hips more than normal, "I already saw her, she's nothing special." "Can you please be serious for a second? My girlfriend is not of your concern," I respond, keeping my voice mildly annoyed and waiting until she's in front of us. Every man around the room shifts their eyes from her to me. They might say they dislike 'unnecessary drama' but they always eat it up. And they gossip more than my grandma, "This is Jeremy Hierich, the next Alpha of Hierich." "Oh," she focuses her attention on the newcomer and immediately, her whole demeanor changes and she makes her eyes sparkle as she looks at him. Immediately, I'm bothered, "Hello, I'm... Ivy." Why does she look so in love? Why does she sound so breathless? "I'm Jeremy," he says, elbowing me out of his way to get closer to her, but my body refuses to move until my beta comes from behind me and manually moves me back







