Harem The Gathering Romane & Geschichten

It didn't matter if the Alpha was the strongest among other wolves, if an attack happened out of nowherez even the Alpha won't be able to take it upon himself. The warriors were in the car behind them and Alpha Rigie asked Faith to sit with him in his own car. On the driver's seat was another warrior who was supposed to drive them to the location where the Gala had to take place. The venue of th Gala was always fixed. It took place in the same hall every year. The Gathering hall. The hall was more of a huge construction on the same estate as the mansion of the Alpha Prime. The Gathering hall is only opened once a year to hold the Gala and kept locked up for the rest of the year.

Nicholas stood up and bowed "This is all I have to say for today, and till the time when the facts are collected I wish you gentle men good health, and oh before I forget the full moon is in three day's time, I expect every one of you in the palace for I expect Reece's Return that night" I said stonely "Of course your highness" Charles spoke for the Elders "I know I can count on you" I rose from my seat and left the room Ava's POV

By the time I was returning to my harem, I nearly skipped, gratitude filling me from top to bottom for who or whatever was responsible for this recent stroke of luck. My exuberance died when I entered the harem to find a lot of the girls gathered in the parlor. That in itself was not a strange occurrence to be fair, seeing as groups of them often gathered here to watch television and exchange inane gossip. There were a lot more of them gathered today, however, an angry undercurrent abuzz in the group made me pause. I hesitated at the door, almost wishing I could return back to the painter. Instead, I pushed into the room on shaky legs, regretting it immediately when several heads swung towar

The only thing stopping me was the fact that they looked important, dangerous if I might add. “Nyxion, Varek, that is not the point right now. I mean, she is disgusting but what even troubles me more is the fact that it's a Harem. HAREM!!” He stressed and I wrung out the water from the wash cloth I was holding. “I can't let this get in my way. Let's find Talon and settle what we came here for.” Nyxion ordered, staring me down and they all nodded simultaneously walking away without sparing me a glance.

The way he looked at me like I was the only thing keeping him upright. By morning, I've made my decision. "I'm going to the gathering," I tell Isla over coffee. My hands shake around the mug. "Not because some stalker told me to. Because I need answers." "About Timothy?" Isla asks. "About everything." I set the mug down. "Liam. The stalker. All of it." The inter-pack social gathering is held at the Neutral Grounds, a massive estate that sits between pack territories. It's neutral space where political alliances are made and broken.

My wolf was singing with contentment, finally belonging somewhere, but I could see the dangerous implications in Christian's expression. We were bound now. Protected and trapped in equal measure. "There's one more thing,” Harold said as Marcus Stone prepared to escort me out. “Pack members are expected to attend the autumn gathering. It's in three weeks.” “What's the autumn gathering?” Harold's smile was sharp as a blade. “The celebration of Christian's engagement to Vanessa Whitmore.” The words hit me like a physical blow. Christian's wolf snarled audibly, the sound echoing through the conference room.

“How does it feel knowing you’re officially ours now?” “Terrifying… and addicting,” I whispered honestly, grinding slowly against his fingers. “I feel like I’ve crossed a point of no return.” The official “Harem Rules Session” began at noon. All fourteen men gathered in the massive living area. I was ordered to kneel naked in the center while Mason read the rules aloud in a commanding voice. The list was detailed and left no room for ambiguity: I must respond to any Harem summons within two hours. My holes belonged to the group — no condoms unless requested.

I should have stayed home. That thought keeps running through my mind as I press myself against the cold stone wall of the great hall, trying to make myself invisible. It's not working. I'm still here, still surrounded by hundreds of werewolves from a dozen different packs, all of them more important and more powerful than me. The Harvest Moon gathering happens every year. It's supposed to be this grand celebration where all the packs in the region come together to honor the moon and strengthen alliances. In reality, it's just an excuse for Alphas to show off and for unmated wolves to find their partners.

"He is not targeting one pack or the Council. He is targeting the Gathering." Silence fell like a blade. The Gathering happened twice a year, when representatives from every pack in the region met for trade, dispute resolution, and alliance negotiations. Hundreds of wolves in one location. Leaders, heirs, advisors. "When is the next Gathering?" Freya asked, though I suspected she already knew. "Six days," Silas answered. "At the neutral grounds in the valley. We were not planning to attend, given our current status with the Council." "Exactly," Luna said. "Which means Dante thinks you will be safe when he attacks. He does not want you dead, Aria. He wants you to survive and see what he build

He asks taking a seat on my bed. "No not really, where are you headed to?" I ask, wanting to change the subject, seeing him all dressed up. "I'm headed to the gathering, I came to ask you if you would like to come since father has been keeping you in the house on a leash the last three days." A stupid grin appeared on his face, as he point towards the hallway where my guards should be. The gathering happens once a year, it's for all the unmated wolves to help them find their mate. I forgot that the gathering for wolves was today. I guess since I found my mate.