Semua Bab Mother, May I: Bab 31 - Bab 40

I’m sitting in my parents’ home, gathered around the large dining room table with Mom, Dad, and Ethan.Ryder is with Gael and Hakeem, trying to figure out who’s best to take him north to Erick’s territory. Axel—Bella, Jamal, and Gregory’s youngest son—is with them, since he’s Ryder’s best friend. He’s been helping keep Ryder calm and distracted so he’s less likely to shift. It’s actually been a big help.Grey is hanging out with Freya, who’s her best friend. Yes, my youngest two siblings are best friends with Freya and her younger brother. Because we needed another complication in the whole Nathan-Freya situation.Mom and Dad wanted them out of the house so we could talk about the alpha position I should have taken seven years ago.The table’s been dead silent since dinner ended and the younger two left.I glance at my parents. They look tired—haggard, really. I know things haven’t been easy. With the war, wolves are leaning heavily on Mom’s gift as a tactician. She’s been working with

I tug at the collar of my shirt, already suffocating in this damn tie and button-up.“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath. “I fucking hate this.”“Talking to yourself again?”I turn to see my sister leaning against the doorway, arms crossed.“Please tell me I don’t have to do this,” I beg, desperation bleeding into my voice.She gives me a wry smile. “’Fraid you do, Bubba.”“Shit!” I rip the tie off and toss it onto my bed. Covering my face with both hands, I let out a groan. “How the hell am I supposed to stand up in front of the entire pack and do this?”Grey crosses the room and pulls my hands away, locking eyes with me. “The same way you do everything—with that stubborn, selfless streak that won’t quit and the bravery you bring into every single training session.”I pull back with a frustrated breath. “Grey, I don’t want to be alpha. I was never supposed to be. That was Nathan’s job. He just fucked off and decided he had other things to do. I wanted to be beta—behind the scenes, still

“Baby, you gotta let me get dressed for the ceremony,” I giggle as Amelia kisses her way down my throat.That giggle quickly turns into a moan when her lips find my matemark and start to suck.I had just gotten into the shower after marathon sex with Amelia all damn day. Who the hell decided it was a good idea to hold leadership ceremonies in the middle of mating season? Keeping our hands off each other is a damn challenge—and I’d rather not be walking around the ceremony half-feral and fully aroused in front of the wolves I’m supposed to rule.“We still have another two hours before the ceremony starts,” Amelia murmurs, her hands wrapping around me, cupping my tits. “Plenty of time for another round of my mouth on that sweet fucking pussy.”“Amelia,” I moan, shivering as her body presses against my back. Her dirty talk alone could get me off, but add her skilled hands and I’m already there.She slides one hand down my stomach to cup my pussy, fingers slipping between my folds.“Fuck,

“We have to find him,” Hecate insists, her voice tight with worry.I haven’t seen her this anxious over a human in eons. Nyx matters. A lot.Selene mirrors her concern, and if both of them are worried, that’s enough to shake even the sturdiest gods at this table.“Apollo is working with his oracles. The Oracle of Delphi hasn’t slept since we came to Valhalla—she’s only upright because he’s sustaining her,” Zeus says.“But they still haven’t found anything,” Thor replies flatly.“No,” Minerva answers, her voice clipped and cold—so unlike her Greek counterpart, my sister Athena.It’s weird having our Roman aspects here. They’re built from us—similar enough to be uncanny, different enough to be unsettling.“We need another seer,” Selene murmurs, fingers tapping lightly against the table. “Someone else who can see the future.”A name springs to my mind. “What about Kassandra?”The room stills. Some of the non-Greek gods shift uncomfortably.Artemis, Apollo’s twin, picks up the thread. “She

The feeling of Jacob’s skin against mine is heaven—pure, burning, impossible heaven. I’ve only ever felt it when touching my other two mates, and even then, never like this. Never with my entire being set alight, my soul vibrating in sync with his.Never did I think I’d feel this.Never, in all my eons walking this earth, did I think I’d find anyone to complete my soul—let alone three.Werewolves.Creations of a Titan.And yet, they’re the keys to my happiness.Two are touched by a goddess, holding a piece of her within them. The other—Jacob—he’s destined for far more than even I can comprehend. He has the power to build and create entire worlds, if only he learns to wield it.That same mate now touches me—and the sparks that race across my skin light a fire inside me that roars for more.Then the heat of his mouth wraps around the tip of my cock, and my head snaps back with a guttural moan.“Aphòdeuma!” I gasp. Shit. The ancient Greek slips out without me realizing.Jacob suckles the