Chapter Twenty-six
(Spencer’s POV)
I stand staring at the crowd. “I want to thank you all for being here but in all honesty I hate that we are here. I hate with my very soul that we are here memorializing my mate. Alpha Izaiah was a strong Alpha, but I don’t need to tell you all that. I could go on and on about all he did for his kind and his people but I won’t. He saved so many, hell he saved me. He didn’t only save me from the rogues, he saved me from me. I was ready to die when he found me, in fact I welcomed death.” A gasp fills the air and I look again around at the crowd. My eyes settle on my son for a second, his tear stained face as he sits on Beth’s lap with Madeline holding his hand.
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Chapter Twenty-Seven (Beth POV) Nearly 5 months later “Baby I know you are scared but you have been putting it off for too long. You need to tell her.” “What if she hates me? What if she doesn’t understand and says I have to leave?” “She won’t. I have known her my whole life she won’t. Even if she did, you will never be alone again.” “What if she chooses the other one?” “Have faith.” Trey wraps his arms around me in a tight embrace.
Chapter Twenty Eight(Wilder POV) I take her nipple into my mouth as I slide my hand into her panties. Her moans are absolutely music to my ears. Her wetness coating my finger as I slide it into her warm hole she is always so ready for me. Her back arches of the bed and whimper moan escapes her lips as I begin to move my fingers slowly teasing. “Please Wilder…” I smirk as I kiss my way down her stomach, I take my hand that doesn’t have fingers dipped in her and spread her pussy lips apart and suck her clit in my mouth licking and sucking. I slide another finger inside her and pump faster, curlin
Chapter Twenty-Nine(Spencer POV) I didn’t sleep well at all last night and being woken up before sunrise by my concerned friends didn’t help much either with my state of exhaustion. I look in the mirror one last time before heading to the kitchen, silently taking in my appearance with my hair piled in a messy ponytail high on my head, in my denim shorts, black combat boots and oversized gray shirt that's collar was stretched that it hung off my shoulder. It used to be Iz’s shirt and though it no longer smelled of him sadly it brought me comfort. I put in my gun metal gray large hoop earrings to finish the look and head toward the kitchen. Ezekiel is already standing at the kitchen island wit
Chapter Thirty(Wilder POV) The Hollow Pack and Alpha Cain’s name often strike fear into others. I don’t feel fear however I do feel apprehension. Little is known of the pack, their origination, even their location is not known. What is known is that Alpha Cain and his warriors are a force to be reckoned with. They don’t have many allies but not any enemies either. It is said they show up out of nowhere to aid packs and the battles are quickly won. I may be the Goddess’s Alpha but he is her Defender. I just stand in my spot frozen, I notice that other wolves around me are leaving and that is when I realize she is not only leaving the carnival she is leaving, leaving and a sadness sets in and my eyes become glassy.I tur
Chapter Thirty One(Spencer POV) The rest of the carnival has gone on without instance and I am thankful. I feel utterly exhausted toward the late afternoon so I go to take a nap for a bit. There are no early shifters again this year but I have been approached by several pack members that said they have found their mates so all the Alpha’s are now meeting in the conference room to make plans regarding the packs. “Mommy can Sissy and Erik stay with me tonight?” “I’ll talk to their parents ok but no promises.” I hug him tightly, he looks so tired. “Why don’t you go join the
Chapter Thirty Two(Wilder POV) “My Mate.”The soft words spoken by her, snap me out of my daze that the sparks that flew up my arm to my heart caused when I touched her face. I couldn’t believe how close I had come to marking her. There had not been a doubt in my mind regarding the reaction but the word mate snaps me back to my reality and I jump back, looking down feeling disgusted with myself and begin to flee.I run through the woods in my human form afraid to shift as I can feel Zander fighting me to turn back. I hate that I left her like that on a rock by the river in the cold night but I can’t forget my responsibilities. Responsibilities? Marissa wasn&rsqu
Chapter Thirty Three(Spencer POV) I just remain sitting on the hard rock watching the moon and stars reflected in the river below. The chill of the night air blanket my skin causing me to shiver slightly. I don’t have the energy to move, it's like it's all left with him. I can’t even find the energy to release the tears I feel building up inside my soul. Lilly is completely quiet and still inside me having no energy to share. The air shifts around me suddenly feeling warmer. I smell his mint scent breathing in deeply before feeling his presence beside me. I turn to see him smiling sadly next to me. I give him one back wishing for nothing more than to be able to lean into him and have him hold me.
Chapter Thirty Four(Paxton POV) When Bradley and I shared our suspicions with Ezekiel we didn’t expect him to believe us so soon. I don’t even know why we picked him of all people but for some reason we just sensed he could help. Christine had automatically agreed to the idea as well which was odd because she was always reluctant to involve others and not solve issues on our own. To be honest being a full blooded hunter she had even better instincts regarding these things but even she was confused. Asking Ezekiel had actually been a great idea because he said he knew exactly how to find out but he would need a couple of days. He was reluctant to leave Spencer but knew that we would always stand by and protect her so he went. I could tell there was something he wasn’t telling