Lenox povWhile both of my brothers don't appear too eager to join us in the shower while Sarah's already soaking wet under that stream of water, I can't shake off the feeling that I forgot something. What the fuck I could have forgotten that could be so damn important to nag at my brain for so long? I know I tend to be forgetful and all that shit, but who isn't? Besides, every time I get the feeling I forgot something, I usually forget that within five minutes too. Usually, it's about food, and I remember I had to place it back in the fridge once it goes bad. No biggie. I stand in the bathroom door frame, lean against it and cross my arms in front of my chest while my eyes take in the Goddess. Sarah's one fine-ass woman. She has it all: the body, the mind, the face and the class whenever she needs it. So far, she's hitting all the goals I'd look for in a woman. On top of that, she's an absolute slut in the bedroom and doesn't mind getting fucked in her ass. Yep, I'm keeping this o

Seth povFrom the moment my eyes set on the beautiful young woman in my son's arms, I know she is the one. She is the Omega cats have seen in decades, and quite frankly, I feel like I'm facing Royalty. Despite the rather foolish behaviour of my son and my incredible partners, she still sticks around, which is impressive as it is but also lets me dream about possible grandkids. Yes, I'm far too young to become a grandmother, or not, but who cares about age anyway, right? Okay, let's say after five or so years would be amazing, or else everyone, including me, will be a little weirded out because of the little to no age difference between my kids and grandkids. All in all, this is a wonderful day. I know Luciano has something heavy weighting on his shoulders; he hasn't been himself the entire drive here, and come to think of it, he changed back at the getaway cabin. When I fell asleep, everything was okay, but when they woke me up, he didn't seem like himself anymore. The look on R

Lenox pov"Well, that didn't go half as bad. What do you think?" I speak up only when dad's backs disappear from my view. If for a second, he thinks I don't know he's near, he's as naive as ever. "How did you know I'm here?" Luka appears around the corner and crosses his arms in front of his chest. A sly smile spreads across his lips, which makes me think he knew all along I'd notice his presence. I lean against the wall and copy his movements by crossing my arms in front of my chest and scoff. "I'm Lenox; I know shit."Sure, my response doesn't explain even a single bit, but it's not like I really have to explain myself. Being a freak of nature comes with perks, one of them is that I can find my family whenever I want to. Atlas is unique; he has the ability to track down our bloodline, even the tiniest drop of blood. All I have to do is ask him where one of my family members is, and he will draw up an imaginary map in my mind and point out the precise location of whomever I'm looki

Sarah pov As I follow the broad backs of the men who clearly follow in the step of the wobbling pregnant lady, I grin like an idiot. All my life, I thought relationships like these were as untouchable and unreal as the wildest dreams one could have, but boy was I wrong.The way cats perceive things and how packs function is so different from what I see here; it's unbelievable. Especially now that I met someone who is the same as me and chose to live differently. My father was supposed to rule over everything I did, every step I took, but I chose to rebel against him regardless of the consequences, and now, I clearly see that the decision I took for myself is the right one. I want what they have, the relationship they have, and though having multiple partners seems a bit weird, I'd gladly give it a try. However, I understand that it's not something that I would get even if I really wanted it. The thing is that those men aren't related by blood, so their relationship works out perfe

Sarah pov Luka and Lenox let go of me, and one of them takes my hand to lead me further inside the room. The playroom is dark, and only the light shining from the hallway onto the coloured epoxy floor can be seen, but once Lazarus closes the door, darkness envelops us completely. My heart pounds against my ribcage as I register how much trust I'm putting in these men, how I'm willingly giving up the control I could have. When one of them squeezes my hand, I instantly understand it has to be Luka- I've learned how to tell their touch apart from one another. Luka guides me through the darkness, and I take small, shuffling steps, unsure how far I can go or where he's leading me. My feet land on a fur rug, which feels so darn soft that I wish I could stand on it forever. A loud, content sigh leaves my lips just a second before the lights finally come on, and I have to take a moment to adjust to the sudden change. I stand in front of a massive, beautiful fireplace as Luka lets go