This is the end of War of Threes, but the third book, Trinity of Power, is coming!!
Important/Interesting Info:
1. I will be taking a couple week break to get ahead of the book. It will post on the website on 1/31/22. It usually takes it about a week for it to show up on the app, because they have to sign the book and do all the paperwork and blah blah blah.
2. I will keep my update schedule of Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, with the potential of special updates over the weekends.
3. Main characters of the story will be: Severn, Corinda, Zak, Brandon, and Charlie
4. If you're interested in hearing what I listen to when I write (other than the three gremlins that live in my house), here is my Spotify playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0Ff2Q8AQ5zlYP3MYFZVQzW?si=296adecc5dbd432b
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6. You can also find me on W*****d, where there is another book that I wrote: "Dissonance and Harmony."
7. I can't thank you guys enough for your support, comments, humor, and love for this story. This just started out as something that I did during quarantine without really thinking that it would amount to anything. You guys are amazing people and I hope to see you guys in the next book. Until then, stay safe, be happy, and dream wolfy dreams. :)
Another blow lands on my cheek, forcing my head to the side. I refuse to scream out my pain. I just spit the blood from my mouth, a tooth falling to the floor with it. I turn back to Mathias, defiantly glaring at him. How quickly his “love” for me has changed to pure hate. Mathias has waited to find his mate for years. He’s 30. It’s unheard of for any wolf, let alone an alpha, to not be mated by that age. Imagine how overjoyed we all were when he found his mate at the Eclipse Pack. Imagine our horror when her brother turned out to be gay. Mathias is a stubborn prick. He feels that he knows what is best in almost every situation, and he fights for his way. Though this is a pain in the ass when interacting with other packs, it helped with getting what our pack needed out of every deal. Mathias is
The next morning, we are all downstairs to greet Alpha Gael of the Diana Pack and his mate. The elders of the pack are also there, along with Xander and Devin. It is obvious that Xander and Devin haven’t slept much. Their eyes are red rimmed, their faces pale, and dark bags bruise their under eyes. They are holding hands, their knuckles almost white from their grips on each other. Their pain is evident in the very air that surrounds them. Though they know that Arya will return tomorrow, it is of little comfort when they know that their mate is being beaten and abused. Any attempt to console them is met with blank stares, almost as if they have retreated so far into themselves that they cannot understand what is being said to them. We told them they didn’t need to come, but they just got out of bed and followed us. We figured that at the very least we could a
Ma-naaier! (Mother fucker!) My head is spinning as I come back to consciousness. The room is dark, but I can tell that I am alone. Mathias must have grown tired of beating the shit out of me. Mank genaaide bergbok! (Disfiguredly fucked mountain goat, Afrikaans curse) I will kill him! But first, I’ve got to get to my mates. I unleash the hold that I’ve had on my wolf. I would have instantly healed if I allowed her out, which is not something I want Mathias to see. I needed to get the fuck out of here and the only way to do that was to let him beat the shit out of me so that he thinks that I’m not a threat. Almost instantly, my bones start to knit together, my skin sewing back, a
Guau! (Wow!) That is all I can think when our mate steps into the conference room. She is beautiful. She is nearly as tall as Hakeem, her body slender, her movements graceful. Her beautiful hazel eyes are large in her face, her skin pale, and her cheeks have a light flush from smelling her mates. Her full lips have formed a perfect “o,” sparking thoughts of that mouth on me and my pants become quite tight. Her long chestnut colored hair falls down her back and perfectly frames her heart-shaped face. Her legs are encased in a pair of skinny jeans and one of her shoulders is bare from the loose fitting peasant top she wears. Her creamy, pale skin seems to glow in the light from the room. Hakeem and I both stand at the same time. Our movement seems to break our ciel
Within 15 minutes, I am completely healed. I shift, breaking free of my restraints, then quickly shift back. I’m naked, but I’m free and healed. Carefully and quietly, I move to the door. I stick my nose to the crack and inhale deeply, smelling for guards. There is one, but when I listen, I hear that his heartbeat is slow, telling me that he is asleep. Were I staying on as the Delta, I’d wake him up with a kick to the gut. How dare he sleep on duty! Idioot! (Idiot) But, this once, the overconfidence and arrogance of the men of the Blue Crescent Pack has helped me. I open the door and see the same pack member who used his elbow on the back of my head. I had no qualms in breaking his neck. I arranged his head so that
Something in Lucille’s words rings true. The same feeling that sent me to speak with Brandon two days ago is pushing me towards Gael and Hakeem. It’s telling me that, even though it is years too early, that I have found my mates. That I have to claim them and be claimed. I can feel their power radiating off of them and I know that our mating will only increase that. Biting my lip, I think about how badly I want to get our mating underway. I had completely forgotten Hakeem’s warning. Hakeem’s growl rumbles in his chest and he lunges at me. But Gael beats him, wrapping his hands in my hair and pulling my lips to his. He kisses me hungrily and Hakeem buries his face in my neck. “Um, guys?” Brandon clears his throat a few times to get our attention. When we finally look
I let Meredith move her small hands over my shaft until I can’t take it anymore. “Merry, lay on the bed,” I plead. She smirks at me, a bit of confidence in her sexual control over us. It’s sexy as hell. I pull Gael to me, kissing him before moving on to our mate. He moves behind me, sitting in the armchair that is stationed in the corner of the room. Meredith looks at him confused. “Aren’t you coming to bed?” I smile at her. “Our alpha is a bit of a voyeur. He likes to watch.” Her mouth forms a little “o” and it’s all I can do not to push my dick down her throat. The thought of her mouth wrapped around my dick makes it bob. Later.&nb
Devin “Well. That was unexpected,” Zak says dryly after we watched Meredith lead her new mates out of the room. Many in the room chuckled, but Xander and I just felt even more pain and despair. Someone else had their mate and we had lost ours. Yes, we know she is coming back, as early as five hours from now. Yes, we know that she will be ours from now on. But she isn’t here now. She is hurt. In pain. And we couldn’t change her mind and keep her here. “Well, I guess that’s it,” Zak says. “Lucille, would you like to stay in the packhouse tonight? You haven’t been alone for a while. It might be difficult to go back to being by yourself.” “Honestly, Zak? As lovely and wonderful as Meredith is and as much as