Hey friends - So, I said that I had said that I would only have 12 more updates for this book as long as I didn't go rogue and add more chapters. Welp, I just went rogue and added this chapter, but I feel like it was needed for character development. Currently, we have 13 more updates to go in this book, but we'll see what happens. Leave me some love and let me know what you think. See you soon!
I’ve felt Bella’s excitement through the matebond all day, but she’s not answering any questions about what’s going on. She just keeps saying that she has a surprise for us when we get home. I give a seductive growl through the mindlink saying that we can come home now if she wants, but she refuses, telling us that she needs time to set everything up.So, we don’t go home until 5:00 when all our meetings are done.We walk inside to the smell of BBQ ribs, cornbread, collard greens, corn on the cob, and coleslaw.“Damn!” Gregory says, both of our mouths watering at the smells coming from the kitchen. Both of us know that Bella didn’t cook this. For all of our mate’s vast and many talents, cooking isn’t one of them. Though she definitely knows how to handle any meat we give her.“Hey, Bells! What’s with all the - oh fuck!” I had started to ask Bella what was with all the food, but when I look up, I see her framed in the doorway and I completely lose my words.She is leaning with
Two months later… Naomi had a presentation today with the new warriors in training, along with Jamal and Arya, to describe what the alphas expect of their warriors, along with mundane things, such as border patrol schedules, benefits, pay, and the like. Why the alpha had to do this particular presentation? I have no idea. But it helped Jamal and Naomi remain a presence in their warriors’ training and get information from the trainers. So, I was hanging with Nathan over at Hawk’s house with Hawk and Citra. Both had taken up the mantel of becoming High Priest and Priestess of the combined Mother coven just last month and had taken over Nathan’s training as well. Nathan’s grandmother had been a part of Citra and Celeste’s coven, mating with Julian’s father. So, that technically made him a part of the Mother coven and under the jurisdiction of Citra and Hawk. Though they still received help from Bella in training Nathan, they had taken over his education about his gifts.
Kesha is extremely woozy, her heart rate and that of our pup’s falling dramatically in the last few minutes. The pup is stuck. Apparently Kesha’s body cannot make room for the pup to come out of the birth canal and be born no matter what they do. I’m so scared. I’ve been in battle with wolves more ferocious than feral wolves, taking on three and four at a time on my own. I’ve faced these demented witches. And even with all that, I’ve never been this scared. My mate. My perfect, beautiful mate. And my unborn pup. Their lives are in danger. A she-wolf’s body is made to care for her pup. To create life, to sustain life within their bodies. To defend their pup when their pup is in and out of their body. If the she-wolf isn’t able to give birth naturally…something is really wrong. C-sections aren’t unheard of in the wolf community, but they are rare. It’s only used during times of great distress for the pup and the she-wolf, meaning one or both of them are in imminent dange
Thank Hecate that everyone in leadership was at Kesha and Chloe’s birth. It gave me plenty of time to sneak in the rogues so that we could get Celeste and get out of here. Five months. Five months since I last touched Winnie. Five months since her scent, as mixed with the hospital antiseptic smells, filled my nose. Five months since my world was turned upside down. I’ll never feel whole again. But, if I can just get to Morgana. If I can just give her what she wants. I could just have a small part of Winnie with me forever. That’s all I can focus on. It’s all I can think about. My sole life’s purpose. I don’t care what it takes. I will do it. Which is why I told the Riding Hoods where our location is. Over the last five months, we have been observing the patrols. The packhouse that we’re at is in the center of Texas. They would have to go through one of the satellite territories just to get to us. There was also the matter of getting Celeste out. Morgana insi
In the moments just before my eyes opened, I willed the last 48 hours to be a dream. I willed myself to be back in the boring prison that Bella and the two councils had created for me. But the cold feeling of the shackles against my skin, the ache in my core, the hard bed beneath my body that my wrists and ankles were attached to assured me that it wasn’t. My mate was curled up against me, his body positioned so that his flaccid, but still enormous, dick was pressed against my outer lips. I felt raw. Abused. Bruises littered my skin. Scratches burned across my lower body from my mate’s claws where he gripped me. Hickies were all over my neck and chest. Everything hurts. After my mate marked me, his hand over my mouth so I couldn’t scream, I passed out from the combination of pain and pleasure. When I woke, I was draped across this male’s lap, his bulge hard against my cheek. “How much further until the cabin?” he growls out, a possessive hand on my ass. “About 10 minutes
1 month later… “Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday dear Nathan! Happy Birthday to you!” August 28th. My little guy is 6 years old. There is such a huge crowd here for my pup’s birthday that none of the buildings could hold us. Everyone from our pack, all of the wolves from the Artemis pack, all the witches that were at this satellite location, all of the trios and their pups, all of the alphas from the Alpha Council with their lunas and pups, and every pup from Nathan’s entire school and Homestead was here. All told, there were about 400 wolves gathered together throughout our packland for a six year old’s birthday party. Thank the Goddess that we’d said no gifts. Can you imagine trying to find places for all of those presents? Instead, we had everyone pay into a fund in Nathan’s name. We were using it to build playgrounds in all six satellite locations. Nathan was going to help us create them to include a toddler park, a park for younger k
Walking out of Iris’s room, I can’t help but feel a small pang of guilt that I didn’t negotiate to get her out as a condition of me helping the Riding Hoods. She’s just an innocent kid, not even 19 yet. She’s completely despondent. Not talking, barely eating. Even though the rogues have largely left her alone and the beatings have mostly ended since Celeste’s return to the Riding Hood’s custody, she’s broken. My understanding was Rhett was the first rogue to have her and he took her virginity in the most painful way that he could.Rhett obviously gets off on causing pain. If I didn’t know that from the stories about him I’ve heard from my mate and the witches, I would know from the agonizing screams that come from Celeste’s bedroom on a regular basis.Again, that small niggle of guilt worms its way around my chest when I think about bringing Celeste here just to cause her more pain. But, honestly, it’s worth the price. Anything that will bring even the semblance of Winnie ba
I come home to find a note taped to the front door, my name scrawled on the folded paper in Charlie’s handwriting. Curious, I hike the laptop bag I’m carrying further up on my shoulder before grabbing the paper and opening it. Come inside and take your clothes off beside the door. Walk directly to the playroom and put on the blindfold that’s hanging on the door knob. When you come into the playroom, don’t say anything. Await further instructions. ~ C Well, this sounds like fun! I hurriedly open the door, locking it behind me. Tonight was a night that the pups were with Clara, so we have the cabin to ourselves. Seems that Charlie wants to take full advantage of that. I take off my clothes and leave them in a pile in front of the door in my haste. I’m already sporting a semi just thinking about what’s going to happen, licking my lips thinking about the taste of my mates. Just as Charlie said, there is a blindfold waiting for me on the doorknob to the playroom. E