~Rowan’s Point of View~“She drank it. You’ll have to at least tie me up and make it look real.” I read, looking at a text message that makes me smile. I quickly reply, “Thanks hun, keep your door open and leave this burner cell out where I can take it.” I pass out little cards I made, a map of the property and everyone studies them for a few minutes.“Who’s place is this exactly,” Tate asks, in a whisper. Luc’s warm hand takes mine, and threads our fingers together. “The last person I’m going to get on my revenge list. My father is gone, The Meadows is no more. But this bitch here…” I trail off, turning back toward the opulent mansion. It sits like a beacon in the dark, all lit up to show off. It’s a cold night, and one Bridget Flanagan is home alone. Well, her housekeeper is home but currently fucking my brother Colin a few nights a week. She’s been extremely helpful in my little quest.Especially since old man Flanagan stiffed her of her usual Christmas bonus. I was more than happ
~Luc’s Point of View~Pretty much any supernatural creature can smell a vampire anywhere in their immediate vicinity, and be on high alert in the blink of an eye. So when I’d pop into view, out in the sun shine without a care in the world, it usually fucked with their head. They knew what their instincts were telling them, what their body insisted was true. But rationally, they couldn’t understand how it was possible. It was something I lived for. But now?*Blending in! It's all right,* Dante says, as I roll my head around on my neck. Different Shadows continue to pass by in the halls, not giving me a second look. The ones outside, same thing. I’m just a wolf shifter, nobody special. Dime a dozen as they say. It’s odd, but I don’t need to impress anyone certainly. Not with three mates and two that drive me absolutely wild.Tate and I have even bonded a lot more since I gave up the whole blood sucker life. Dante is thrilled to have a male companion, someone that will always have our ba
~Harlow’s Point of View~~One Week Later~Standing before the bed, I face plant into it, utterly spent. Just as I feel myself start to drift off, my body is being moved.Never a moment’s peace! I mean, most of the time I like that, but not tonight!“Baby, let me get you in bed,” I hear, though it sounds like I’m down a well. Hope grumbles, and helps to fight back a sneeze.It isn’t common for shifters to get sick, but we certainly can. When I was in foster care, the pups around me were always sick. It seemed never ending.AH CHOO AHHH CHOOO“Uhhh,” I grumble, as my ass gets lifted and I roll into the bed. “Harlow, you need to rest,” I hear. “My boobs don’t care,” I whine, realizing I forgot to put my top back on after I nursed Reha.A hand on my breast only confirms that, and I swat it away. Hardly in the mood!“Damn, she’s burning up,” Luc says, his accent getting more prominent now that he doesn’t have to care about hiding it. I think for the last couple months he’s just done it o
~The Next Night~~Rowan’s Point of View~“Why do I feel like this isn’t that good of a plan,” Luc whispers, seeming to forget that he could mind-link me. So that’s how I answer him.*You can go, this is something I’ve been working on for months,* I reply, then give him a wink. It’s pitch black out here in the woods, but he sees it and shakes his head.I stole one of Declan’s suits so Luc could fit in with our family style and damn he looks mouth watering. Couldn’t very well have him out here in his usual work uniform.*You’re a Shadow afterall, I doubt they would approve of this,* I tease, over mind-link. He makes a face. All he’s been talking about is getting out from Godfrey’s thumb, and we are going to work on that but it isn’t a quick thing.*You’re my fucking mate. Your revenge is mine too. Of course I want to take out anyone who harmed you,* he simply says, then turns his head back toward the large building that sits like a beacon in the night. Half a dozen large pole lights in
~Harlow’s Point of View~“Your mother has agreed to talk on the phone at some point, she’s sorry she changed her mind the other night but you weren’t really ready either. But she wants a bit more time to sort through all this. She also asked to speak to your father first, they are going to do that tomorrow evening hopefully,” Tate says, just in my ear as he holds me from behind. I nod and blow out a hot breath.“And I made your first baby appointment with Dr. Snyder,” Luc says, giving me a warm smile. I return it, and feel tired to my bones.“Are all the kids asleep,” I ask, looking at Rowan as he walks in the room. I had put Reha down but she was a bit fussy, I think sensing all the excitement around with the other kids.“Finally,” he says, with a sigh. I can only smile at that, since I thoroughly enjoyed my mates having to corral my nieces and nephew all night.*Good practice,* Hope says, with a yawn.“And Hudson? Is he okay,” I continue with Rowan, as he begins to unbutton his shirt
~The Next Night~~Hudson’s Point of View~“Colby don’t--”I cut myself off as my son laughs hysterically, pitching balls of snow every which way with both hands. The twin girls giggle as they run around him, kicking snow back at him. My eyes get teary watching them, thinking about all I’ve already missed. What I might forever miss with my other pups. Harlan and I are both already committed to trying to find more of them but… what if they are actually with good people? Could I try to take them from that life?It’s simply overwhelming to think about.“Who wants cookies and hot chocolate,” Harlow yells, just out of a side door. My sister, who’d also been running around in the snow, seems to pop her head up from behind a large pile and squeal. Goddess, I’ve missed out on so much with her. But she’s still a child, and I can’t forget that. Harlow and I have both vowed to make sure she gets the best childhood possible. As much love as we can shower her with, and that includes having our fath