POV EMERALD Three days. For three days now, Declan has treated me like nothing besides a thing carrying his children. What I want, need, or anything doesn't matter. He demands me to do this or that, not allowing me to leave our damn bedroom barely. I'm starting to feel like a prisoner, and it's not going well. I know the night of his ball that I got sick, and I can understand him being a little worried, but for crying out loud, I am carrying Alpha pups. The reaction was expected, and I've learned to maintain the effects; just that day, a lot was going on between his ball, my anxiety, my fear of telling him, and finding out if we were mates. He won't even mark me. And that hurts most of all. I only see him light up anymore when he's talking to my stomach or about the babies. When it comes to me, it's like I mean nothing, and it's breaking my heart. Gem has been a whiny, whimpering mess since we woke up the day after the party. My Luna ceremony is supposed to be tomorrow, and at th

POV EMERALD Four sets of eyes. I've got four men I love intensely staring at me, wondering what the hell will happen. Declan, Archie, and Jackson are my mates. Wes is my mate, too, just in a different form though it's evident we love each other. Guess it was the moon goddesses' way of keeping us together and a sick joke. Because Jackson and Wes are mates, and by the look they both give me, they want to share. Gem is purring, wanting all four of them to lay her out on this desk and take her. All of her but me, I can't do that, no matter how much the thought turns me on. I'm carrying Declan's babies, our babies, and letting another man inside me while they are is just...no. Not something I can do. Speaking of Dec, he's surprisingly calm. There is no stretch of anger or jealousy, not even with Goliath. He's just standing there, keeping his eyes on me. But we need to talk about this, all of us, because what the hell will we do? "D I need you to talk, say something." I'm pleading

POV ALPHA DECLANI lied to her. When all that stuff went do with Emerald and me before her Luna ceremony. Well, not lied per se, but I kept the truth behind the rogues. Now the group attacking us with Brock was just a timing thing. Very few were trained past a first or second level. Most of them didn't try fighting at all. They were scared, ready to take their punishments. The others, though, the ones that followed, were organized, thought out, and those rogues were trained by someone with a great skill set.Two people from this particular pack come to mind that it could be, but ruling anything out would be irresponsible at this point. It could be another pack discussing themselves as rogues. Is someone trying to make a name for himself? Anything. My biggest fear about telling Emerald is the fact of us putting a pause on letting rogues into our pack. We still feed them, bathe them and keep the cells clean. They are allowed outside or in our pack once we discover the truth."Oh hey,

POV: ALPHA DECLAN'Mmm! Steak!' The delicious smell is swarming through the house. It's what woke me up, and thanks to the moon goddess, it woke Goliath up too. My body is killing me. But I can suffer through it until we're done eating because I know that smell. That perfectly delicious smell is my girl cooking. It's the only reason I'm not upset about her sneaking out of bed.Won't deny that I am a little nervous about going downstairs, where I'm sure everyone already is, because who knows how she will play this. Dad knows already how upset she is, but I don't want to worry my mom. She's still a little upset over how I treated Em; I don't want her to think this was an addition to it. We all thought we were doing the right thing on this particular thing. We knew she'd be upset, just not to this degree. To the degree where she thinks we don't respect her or want her as Luna. That is confusing the hell out of me. It's a mixture of how I overreacted when she got sick the first time aft

****POV TYLER WELLS**** 'They know it's you.' My best friend, Travis, did everything to help since all this shit came to light a few years ago. We met at a training camp years ago. He was born into Dark Jewel but left when everything with their leader happened. They found safety in Purple Moon, but little did they know that a death sentence awaited. But the story is for another time. I'm working on a plan for that part, too. She would have caught on if Emerald wasn't pregnant or his mate. It bought me time, though. It's time to keep Silver Moon on their toes and start training harder than ever. They are not a pack to take lightly. We've always had the best army behind us, but they must be prepared with who's coming after them and who they are after. I know they think I'm doing all this because of my stupid mistake—I let the Purple Moon pack get in my head. The Lycans gave me something that destroyed my mind. And I did things to my Emerald, my mate, that I can't take back. She'll ne