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~Luc’s Point of View~*What…what are we doing,* Dante asks, though he’s not physically trying to stop me. He’s too curious, more than. We’ve never even remotely responded to a male like this.When I lick around the piercing through the tip of the fairy’s dick, he groans. My body responds and I’m somehow even harder than when I first kissed him. It’s all so impossibly forbidden, for more reasons than one.Of course I’d dabbled in men off and on, I had to see what the fuss was about. But they were never the same as a woman’s soft curves, their shy giggle… The way their tight heat grips me and sucks me in. The way I’d fantasize about getting her pregnant… okay that was mostly Dante… but still.*And that’s why Harlow was literally perfect for us,* Dante insists, though he’s far too relaxed thinking about this male right now.Goddess what would it feel like to fuck this male? Has he even done that? Something tells me he hasn’t.*I don’t know what’s happening but something is screaming… mat
~Harlow’s Point of View~~End of April~“Boss, there’s a little cute piece of ass here asking for you,” I hear, from somewhere just inside.I blow out a hard breath, doing all I can to keep it together. It doesn’t matter. They’ll see me sweating, hear my heart racing. Can’t hide a damn thing from shifters. But this is too important. This is past rock bottom, out of options. There’s no one else that I can turn to. Hell, I don't even know if I can turn to … him.Desperate is a bad look but especially on me.“She looks a lot younger than your usual,” I hear, as I roll my eyes. Heavy footsteps and the sounds of laughter flitter into my ears from different sections of the building.The blood in every crevice of my body seems to shoot between my ears, nearly making me think the ocean is in my head. Or my heart is about to explode. No one knows I’m here, and no one would miss me anyhow. They could toss me off a cliff, toss me into a fire pit. “What’s her name,” a deep voice asks, and I bare
~Harlow’s Point of View~~Warning: Assault~Just play it cool, act like nothing is different. I mean, so far it isn’t anyhow right? Goddess I’m such a bad liar, it never ends well.I keep my head low as usual as I wander into the house where I’m supposed to live, but dread coming into more and more. But I got a J-O-B today!! Things are going to change.I sigh as I see pups are running all over, long past their bedtime. I’ve tried my best not to get too close to any of them, but sometimes it’s hard. It isn’t their fault, none of this is.When I see the bed that’s supposed to be mine is empty, I breathe a sigh of relief. Snatching my nightgown, I quickly handle my business in the bathroom and get ready for bed. For the first time in a long while, I feel hopeful. I feel like a better future isn’t too far off. It doesn’t hurt that I’m going to bed on a full stomach for once.Just as I lay eyes on my bed again, there are two toddlers in it, passed out cold. I make a face and hang my head.
~Tate’s Point of View~*This is just fucking sick. I hate stuff like this. I hate that we didn’t get to kill the bastards that hurt that girl,* my wolf roars, trying to calm down. I can only agree. You just don’t hurt someone who can’t defend themselves, and especially not a young girl who doesn’t even have a wolf. It’s beyond sick.“I want to find the families of those males, and tear them to pieces too,” I mumble, under my breath. That crime scene was horrific, though I have seen much worse.My eyes can’t move from the victim that is currently across the yard, my heart breaks for what was stolen from her. But I also have to wonder, what’s ahead for her? It’ll be a long recovery. Surely the male holding her can’t provide what she needs.“He can’t just take her, councilor Black wouldn’t go for that. We could be trading one bad home for another. She’s obviously an orphan. My wolf says they’re not related,” I groan, irritated. My wolf Colt nods in my mind, confident in his scenting abi
~Harlow’s Point of View~“There,” Lilly says, as she tucks me into the softest bed. I zoned out through getting cleaned up, somehow trusting her to be gentle. I thought I might freak out when she touched me, since she had to get everywhere, but I didn’t. I just wanted so desperately to be clean but I knew I couldn’t find the strength to do it on my own.While I’ve been looking at her now for awhile, I don’t know as though I really noticed her. She’s stunning with light blonde hair and perfect skin. Bright eyes that are kind, a touch that’s just somehow instantly soothing. Her cheeks are a bit red, her manner is calm and inviting. She looks exactly like what the perfect mom would be, if I could imagine one.“I know that talking about what happened is going to be the last thing you want to do. It doesn’t have to be tonight, but you will need to be interviewed. One of my mates is the head investigator, and he’ll be very easy to talk to if you’d like,” she offers. My lips tremble as I tr
Council of the Supernatural and Shadow Warrior’s Headquarters~Mid May~~Godfrey’s Point of View~“Oooh wake the dead!! This is my favorite game,” I squeal, clapping my hands together. The three faces staring back at me are stern and not impressed. But oh who cares what those losers think! I’m allowed to be excited!“Godfrey, this is a mass murderer with a God complex that is completely unpredictable. He was punished with a thousand years in a box for a good reason! It's only been about eight hundred years and we are not equipped or prepared to deal with setting him free. This is NOT a game,” Dina says, huffing in my face.I narrow my eyes at the fairy, unphased. We voted on this, she was overruled. SORE LOSER!“I’m thinking of changing my vote,” I hear, and turn to stare at Angel. “Too late little witch! That’s not how we do things! I have already declared that the vampire will be under my watchful eye. Any misstep and I’ll take his head myself,” I say, and push past all the whiner
~Luc’s Point of View~~Mid August~Surely Godfrey didn't bring me back from the dead to dress me in tattered rags? The male clearly has lots of money. Though obviously lacking in taste. He wants me to look like a vagrant? A street beggar who has soiled himself and gotten into a fight with a rat? My wolf snickers, thinking about some of Godfrey’s ridiculous garments. But of course, I can’t mock him now, not in front of his mate.“Hold still okay, we may need a longer length, high waters are so not in,” Sunny says, shaking her head and pointing.“High what? I don’t believe I've covered that phrase yet,” I question. My accent is heavy, speaking without it is too hard. But they keep trying to get me to lose it. English is new to me, but I know many languages and I’m picking up quickly.She turns me slightly, so I can see myself in the mirror. While we had some reflective glass in my time, it was nothing like this. A full view of the entire length of my body is truly something. As a vain p
~Early September~~Harlow’s Point of View~One more semester. I can do this. Then… I'm gone. A city somewhere, any random one far enough away will do. Just have to make it through a few months. “Oww! Seriously,” I whine, as a volleyball hits me in the head.“Pay attention dork,” someone shouts.I groan and move to rub my head, until I feel hands on my waist and fully panic.“Fullll mooooon!! Or half moon since your ass is so small,” someone shouts, as I gasp and squat to pull up my skirt. At least he didn’t get my underwear, I guess.Tears prick at my eyes as I try to fix myself, and I step from the center court and off to the side. I blow out a hard breath and recite my mantra: I can do this, I am strong.Do NOT cry Harlow!! Do not give them that!!By the time I’ve turned back, I’m relieved to find no one is paying any attention to me. They usually don’t. Embarrass the hell out of me, then move on. Same stuff, different day. But I have to live with it and constantly be on guard. It’
~Luc’s Point of View~*What…what are we doing,* Dante asks, though he’s not physically trying to stop me. He’s too curious, more than. We’ve never even remotely responded to a male like this.When I lick around the piercing through the tip of the fairy’s dick, he groans. My body responds and I’m somehow even harder than when I first kissed him. It’s all so impossibly forbidden, for more reasons than one.Of course I’d dabbled in men off and on, I had to see what the fuss was about. But they were never the same as a woman’s soft curves, their shy giggle… The way their tight heat grips me and sucks me in. The way I’d fantasize about getting her pregnant… okay that was mostly Dante… but still.*And that’s why Harlow was literally perfect for us,* Dante insists, though he’s far too relaxed thinking about this male right now.Goddess what would it feel like to fuck this male? Has he even done that? Something tells me he hasn’t.*I don’t know what’s happening but something is screaming… mat
~Luc’s Point of View~~The Next Night~*Behind you,* I shout, over mind-link. The warrior drops, and the vampire flies right over him unable to stop his momentum. I dash to him, grab his head and rip it clean off. I quickly drop the head as the body twitches at my feet.*Fuck this one was bad,* Dante whines, as we struggle to catch our breath. Normally a fight doesn’t take so much out of us, but this one, this time… they were ready for us. It was a complete blood bath and while we were outnumbered four to one… we’re far more organized and trained. Well the other Shadows are, I’m still making it up as I go. Unfortunately, we lost two warriors and I have to carry that burden. “We didn’t have the element of surprise. But if they had advanced warning why the fuck didn’t they flee? Dumbasses,” Gaelin sighs, gasping for air himself. He is a hybrid fairy/witch and it took a lot of balls for him to come out tonight. But finding new ways to lure newborn vampires has called for drastic measu
~Harlow’s Point of View~“Ohhh,” I groan, trying to practice the breathing that Dr. Snyder taught me but it's so hard to concentrate. “I’ll take her,” Rowan says, as I feel his strong hand grip my arm.“The hell you will,” Tate fires back, as they argue once more.“What is all the shouting,” a loud voice booms.Hope growls through me, demanding we protect our baby from the threat. I jerk my head back to see a well dressed male in the doorway, he’s a vampire! He eyes Rowan and licks his lips slowly. CREEP!“She’s in labor,” the female shouts. The vampire shakes his head, as if HE is somehow put out.“Can we not just have a nice calm evening,” he mutters. “Godfrey, not now with your shit. Leave the humans to the human things,” Tate snaps, practically dismissing him. Hope preens at our mate, telling the big bad vampire he’s not afraid. Tate’s in a tux too, Goddess he looks delicious.*He’s a vampire Shadow,* I tell Hope, though she doesn’t care. He’s still a filthy bloodsucker, and no
~Harlow’s Point of View~“Rowan! Fancy meeting you here,” a voice says, as Rowan tries to move us into the hallway leading to the bathroom. My face is flushed completely red from his intense kiss, and I’m still breathless. I feel my mate’s strong and large frame completely tense next to me. I jerk my head to look at Rowan, and his jaw is clenched. I squeeze his hand, reassuring him.*That’s weird for him,* Hope says, confused. “Sally,” he grits out, clearly annoyed.*Ew! I hate her, whoever she is. Assert your dominance over our mate. I don’t like the familiar way she’s eyeing him,* Hope insists. I plaster on my best fake smile, perfected after many interactions with Rowan’s family.“Hello, I’m Rowan’s fated mate Harlow,” I say, though I don’t make any attempt to shake her hand. If he hates her, I’m not putting her scent on me.“Fated mate,” she squeals with big eyes. Several others maneuver around us, and it's obvious we’re in the way. “Yes,” Rowan snaps, as he pulls me tighter. Sa
~Rowan’s Point of View~“What’s wrong,” a male asks, as Harlow winces and touches her belly. She breathes through it.“I’ll get the doctor,” another male says. My entire world spins out of control and I nearly snarl, pushing down the intense need to bat them all away as my beast wants to do. People are touching our mate, putting their scent on her and it’s only me that should be caring for her.“She’s fine and stubborn, she insists on staying,” I say, and snake my arm around my little acushla, pulling her away from those gawking at her.“Rowan, this is Lilly and her mates River, Hunter and Skylar. They’ve helped me so much with my pregnancy and helping to find out about my family. They’re really the absolute best,” Harlow says, standing up straight once her pain subsides and waving her hands.My defenses immediately go up, sensing the magic of a very strong witch nearby, though it's been doing that since we got here. It’s making me nuts. There are far too many in a concentrated area.“
~The day of the charity ball~~Harlow’s Point of View~“Rowan, we don’t have time,” I giggle, as my mate licks my clit in the most torturous way. He knows damn well neither of us cares about time. When we get going, there’s no stopping things. Everyday with him has just been better than the next and I’ve never been more convinced I’ve absolutely found my true fated mate. Of course Hope in my head constantly panting and drooling is also making it all the more apparent.*Just relax,* Hope insists, lost in the feeling, the warmth and comfort of our mate. Each moment is too precious, especially when he goes out so much at night, and I have no idea where he’s going. I know so little about his “work” and while it feels like it isn’t my place to ask… it's killing me.But then he comes back and holds me, kisses me then more. And I forget I’m angry, I lose myself to him each and every time. “There’s time,” he breathes, and I gasp realizing he came inside me earlier this morning and I haven’t s
~Luc’s Point of View~“Fuck I had no idea there were so many. They look like a damn bee hive of dumb blood suckers,” Tate whispers.I roll my eyes and scrub my face, holding my position in the clouds. I can’t argue with his words, knowing this was once me. Leading the charge of mindless newborns at that. You couldn’t have told me a damn thing, I was absolutely convinced I was invincible in those days. Really… most of my days. We whisper to each other and try to identify a leader, but can’t manage it. None seem capable of flying, which is a damn huge positive. Though it took me many years to perfect it and manage to stay up for more than a few minutes at a time.Tate’s hot breath is just in my ear, his weight on my back is a lot… the male has certainly never missed a meal. Though having a vampire side to me makes my body almost stay a certain way I hate. I can lift weights, do whatever exercises I want, I can’t build muscle and keep it the way a normal human can and that’s always pisse
~Rowan’s Point of View~“Uhm…what are these,” I hear, from just in the bathroom. I move to the door to find it open, and Harlow is gaping at the sink counter. I rub my chin and admonish myself for being in such a hurry.“I uhm… they’re piercings. I took them out because I didn’t want to scare you our first time,” I explain and quickly gauge her reaction. She looks beyond confused and it's completely adorable. She’s just in one of my muscle t-shirts, and it stretches over her little belly perfectly. We slept in half the day, and I guess we both really needed it.“For … where,” she asks, her face totally blank. I rub the back of my neck, feeling embarrassed. I’m never embarrassed, it's completely against everything a McGrath stands for. But this teenage girl who holds my heart in her hands…well her opinion means everything to me.“I got it done on a whim. If I leave them out another day or so the holes will probably heal. I’ve probably already left them out longer than I should’ve,” I sa
~Harlow’s Point of View~“Hmmm, more, more…” I mumble, rubbing between my legs. *Yes! Ohh this is so good, SO good,* Hope cries out. I work my clit and move between it and my wet center, desperately wishing for something to really fill me up. Remembering the feel of Rowan yesterday, how damn masterful he was with me. Luke was certainly good but Rowan went down on me like a starved bear needing honey. The sound of a foot step shakes my entire body and I grab for the blanket, knowing that I’m in bed completely naked. With Hope’s help I can see my way around the dark now, though I know it’ll be sharperr after our first shift. “Just me macushia,” a deep voice says. Then a warm hand cups my cheek. I look up into Rowan’s eyes, and he’s clearly hungry…*Starved! Ohhh let’s do it,* Hope squeals. *Isn’t it too dangerous? What if he bites us,* I warn, as the bed dips and I move a bit to give him room. “What does that mean,” I ask, knowing it's something Irish. He gives me a warm smile and