Lahat ng Kabanata ng River Pack and the Vampires: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Third Person's POV Silas holds his lips against Ian's for a moment longer before pulling back.Ian's eyes slowly open and look into his. Silas smiles at him once more before looking towards the angel. "Go ahead." Silas says, swallowing the lump in his throat as the angel reaches out for him again. Lucian kneels down then presses his fingers against the center of his forehead. His wings and eyes begin to glow again as he starts to shift through Silas's memories. His head tilts side to side every so often as he sees image after image, going back quite far before jumping forward again to when he became a guardian of the elders. He slows down at certain scenes, taking in everything that he sees and everything he feels, that Silas felt. Like when he suspected the elders of trying to hurt Azrael, to his sexcapades with the elders and the underlying reason behind them. Then going forward to the current time, to when he was sent to take Julian's child. Seeing the moment he discovered he

Third Person's POV "Well you see, that liquid comes from male submissives. With shifters, you have dominant males and you have submissive males. A dominant male can't get pregnant nor produce slick. Submissive males can get pregnant and produce slick. Just as a female would produce moisture down there when aroused, submissive males do as well. Although in men we call it slick..... That wetness you felt back there..... That was slick, and that means you're a submissive male." Blake said then Azrael began to laugh. He leaned back laughing then looked at Blake again to see he wasn't laughing. This caused Azrael to stop laughing. "Wait, you're serious about this aren't you? You really think I'm a submissive? "Honey I don't think it, I know you are! I smelled your slick, and it was mouth watering! It was the sweetest and most delicious scent I'd ever smelled in my entire life. It took everything I had not to rip your clothes off and spread your legs so I could dive my face in that ass

Third Person's POV "Did you not want to have sex with me?" Silas said, Ian choked on his spit. Everything had happened so fast for Ian. He didn't realize he would feel those things, those sensations when Silas fed from him. And he definitely wasn't expecting his hands down his pants so fast, let alone sex! "What?" Ian finally managed to say after he was done coughing. "Do you not want to have sex with me? Do you not find me attractive or suitable?" Silas said and once again Ian was shocked by his words and how blunt he is. He definitely has no filter, that's for sure! Ian thought as he tried to figure out how to respond to that. "Of course I find you attractive! It's just, one minute you were feeding on me and the next we're in here and your hands are in my pants. I just wasn't expecting that, it was too fast!" "Oh I see. I can go slower." Silas said as he leaned toward Ian again. Silas's hand went to Ian's chest as he looked at his lip and leaned closer. His hand moved down h

Silas's POV I felt Ian slowly fall asleep in my arms as I sat here on the couch holding him. I keep thinking of everything he just said, and all I can see is the asshole I was, when I stood up from the bed and became angry with him. 'It's like I'm dealing with a damn child!" Keeps running through my head over and over again. Watching his face fall and seeing the hurt in his eyes when I said that to him, won't leave my memory. The worst part is that's not all I wanted to say to him. I was so frustrated and so annoyed with him at that time. The things I wanted to say to him were even worse than what I had already said. I'm so thankful I didn't, but I still hate myself for even thinking or wanting to say those things. But it wasn't him, it was me. I was the one who was acting childish when I couldn't see what was going on. I'm the one who acted like a child and practically through a tantrum. I blamed him, when I was the one at fault. I'm so used to things being a certain way and hap

Third Person's POV Silas stands in the conference room, looking out the large window that overlooks the side of the pack house where all the events are held. He looks down at the small stage that they put up hours ago, the stage he will be standing on next to Reid in front of his whole pack. He stands tall, with his shoulders back, his head held high, and his hands behind his back. He stands there looking out at the people already gathering. Azrael approaches and looks out the window as well. Both vampires stand tall as they watch the crowd form as pack members gather below. "Do you think they'll accept us?" Azrael asked. "Do you think I care?" Silas said, and Azrael rolled his eyes before turning his head to look at Silas. "You know you have a mate who's one of these people now. You need to step down from this pedestal, that you like to stand so high on if you're going to live with them..... I know it's hard for you, but you'll eventually look at these people as yours and not