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Chapter 70 Asher POV Fuck, my mate is sexy as fuck. Watching Saph ride my speaker- which is not a euphemism- was the hottest thing she’s done. Watching her shake and rattle from every note I played for her almost had me coming in my pants. I love how uninhibited she is around me and that we can be ourselves around each other. “Fuck me, Daddy,” she demands of me. I was already planning on doing just that. After her performance, my dick refuses to go to sleep until I combust inside of her. My impatient mate continues dominating my mouth with her tongue while undoing my pants. I appreciate the help. She grabs my cock and slowly lowers down on it. “Fuck, Bunny! I’m gonna blow from just havin’ the tip in. Your pussy is fuckin’ heaven!” I throw my head back, maintaining a firm grip on her ass. Saph continues lowering herself, sliding each inch of me into her pussy at a torturous pace. My dick is thumping, demanding I impale her and
Saph POV One Month Later “I’m just sayin’, bro, Archie is a very good name for a boy,” Archie jests as we make our way through the common area of the pack. Winter is in full force and the ground is covered in beautiful, white snow. Today is a mild day, without too much windchill. I wanted to take advantage of that and go for a walk. I’ve been getting stir crazy staying indoors. “Blame me, Archie. I vetoed that name on day one,” I toss back to my new brother-in-law. Archie fakes being offended, holding a hand to his chest and sucking in a gasp. “Oh stop. It’s her babies. She can name them whatever she wants. And let’s face it, the world can’t handle two Archibold Sorrens,” Yaya says as she swats her hand at Archie’s arm. He simply smiles at her and pulls her in close. “Bright Eyes, I don’t know what you’re suggestin’, but if we have a son, he’s gettin’ my name. That’s a done deal,” he retorts. It’s so hard to tell if he’s joking or not.
Artemis POV People always fear what they don’t understand, what they don’t know- what’s different. You would think growing up amongst supernatural beings, I’d be surrounded by open-minded individuals, people who are accepting of differences. Maybe they were before the plague- the infamous Fated Plague. About thirty years ago, werewolves all over the world were becoming ill and dying. Sickness is common in the human world, but it’s rare for supernatural beings. Werewolves, vampires, angels, demons, fae, witches- I’m sure there are more- are all supernatural beings. Although each race tends to keep to themselves, we all lived in some form of harmony before the plague. When the plague began killing werewolves left and right, they refused to blame their precious Moon Goddess. Why would she punish her own, right? The Fated Plague targeted werewolves who had sealed a bond to their Goddess-given mate. Something so horrific must be the work of some other being be
Saph POV Soft kisses trail from my jaw down to my neck. I turn away from him, giving better access. He pauses his gentle assault on my skin to breathe me in. “You smell divine, my Jewel. Always divine.” He resumes placing soft kisses on my neck, my shoulder, and my collarbone. “Mmm…don’t stop…” I whisper, arching my back, pushing my breasts even closer to his body. My nipples are hardened and begging for his kisses. “I’ll never stop. I’ll never leave you,” he promises as his warm hands, the color of brown sugar, caress my every curve. “But you did. You’re gone,” I whimper as I run my hands through his soft curls, looking into his deep chocolatey eyes. “I’m right here, my Jewel. I’m right here Saph…” His deep, soothing voice slowly begins to fade. “Saph…Saph…Saph! SAPH!” I shoot up, glaring daggers at whoever is shaking me. “What? Fucking, what do you want?!” I yell, feeling disoriented.
Saph POV Pearl walks with me to the medical clinic. We aren’t speaking and the silence is starting to make me uncomfortable. I should probably apologize again for what I said to her. She’s only trying to help me. I can tell I’ve become a burden. None of my sisters, or any of our close friends, have said anything, but everyone watches me with pity in their eyes. Everyone tiptoes around me, scared to even mention Nathan’s name. “Do you have a lot of appointments today?” Pearl asks, finally breaking our silence. Thank you, Pearl. “Um, I think just a handful. A couple of check-ups with some children of the pack. I think a couple of warriors are getting their physicals done too. Nothing too stressful,” I reply as we continue through the downtown area of Running River. I do enjoy looking through the windows of the small shops. We walk by an empty storefront that was once a small furniture store owned by an older brother and sister in the pack. They w
Saph POV I shuffle along the moss-covered path leading to Daya and Darius’ cottage. The warm glow from inside begins to illuminate my steps as I get closer. When the chatter and laughter hit my ears, all I want to do is turn around and run. I have nothing to offer to any conversation. I know I’m going to bring the mood down the moment I walk in. My sisters do a good job of pretending they’re happy to see me, but I know they don’t enjoy my company anymore. I take a deep breath as I stare at the large, wooden door before me. I slowly raise my hand, preparing to knock, but before I can make contact with the door, it wooshes open, sending a slight gust of wind towards me. “About time you showed up. You owe me twenty bucks! I knew she’d be at least two hours late!” Amy declares as she tosses her head to the side. “Nice to see you too, Amy,” I grumble, rolling my eyes at her comment, and nudging her out of my way to step inside. “Oh, shut u
Asher POV “Are these the final attendee lists for both your packs for the full moon run in two days?” I ask Dare and Vinny over our video call. The three of us have gotten quite chummy the last few months after everything went down with The Underground. I never thought I’d be inviting people to the Red Mountain Pack, much less for a full moon run, especially not in search of fated mates. As far as I was concerned, fated mates disappeared after the plague killed almost every mated werewolf around the world. Five years ago, my brother, Archie, convinced me to move our pack here to the United States from Australia. I was resistant to the idea for a long time, but things happen, and sometimes, a change of scenery is best for everyone. When we moved to this small corner of upstate New York, I was hellbent on keeping outsiders and threats away from my pack. I appreciated having the mountain range as a natural barrier. We were never a large pack, and after the pl
Asher POV After wrapping up my call with Vinny and Dare, I had to get some air. I just need some room to breathe. I don’t dislike Saph. She was dealt a shitty hand- a hand I am somewhat responsible for. She is coping in her own way. What I don’t understand is why her family isn’t doing more to help her. “Ash! Wait up!” The faint sound of my name being called pulls me out of my thoughts. I spin around and see my brother, Archie, running to catch up to me. “What’s up, Arch?” I ask as I resume my walk. I look around and realize that I’m outside already. Huh, must have really been deep in thought; I don’t often space out like that. “I saw you storming out of the house. You look pissed. What happened on your call with Dare Bare and Italian Stallion?” he nudges me and I can’t help but laugh. My younger brother has always been able to break me out of a bad mood. “How did you come up with those nicknames? I might have to start using them. Vinny wil