QUADE
"What the bloody hell's taking them so long?" I growled, pacing across the white floor of the waiting room. The smell of disinfectant agitated me. I couldn't wait to be out of here.
"It's going to take some time. The doctor said that what she did had weakened her body and induced her labor. They had to take her in immediately," Julian voiced. I wasn't sure if he realized this or not, but his foot kept tapping in a quick rhythm and he kept biting into his knuckles.
"Do you have somewhere to be?" I snapped, cutting him a glare but that did little to help. He only began tapping his foot faster.
"I can smell blood," he deadpanned, lips drawing into a thin line as he pushed off the wall he leaned against, "blood activates my hunting instincts."
"If you're thirsty, you could..."Monica let her sentence trail off, eyes meeting every person in the room before shrugging, "I me
SYDNEY"Mother," I groaned under my breath, placing Titus into his crib. It took me a while to get a male name close to Tatum's but I eventually found one to my liking. Quade still insisted on calling him Wolfe, though."Sydney," Lucille greeted, reluctantly stepping into the room. I was too tired to fight her.Some part of me, the little girl that still craved to have her biological mother's affection sort off rejoiced at the fact she came. The logical part of me, however, still grew angry whenever I thought of Lucille's life decisions."I'm glad you and the baby are okay," she smiled but it's faltered. Those eyes of hers, chocolate brown orbs that eerily reminded me of my own turned glassy, "thank you for letting me see him.""He's your grandson and," I paused, shifting my gaze to sleeping, Titus. He had a warped sleeping schedule — by that, I meant he hardly slept
SYDNEYRieka purred as we watched Quade interact with Titus. We were proud of our mate and we sent a wave of that prideful feeling through the mate bond. A larger-than-life smile split his lips as he felt it. His wolfie grin had little dimples indenting in his cheek, his nose piercing catching a glint of light from the dull lighting fixtures of the hall.We had just had a ceremony officially making Sylvain the Alpha of the Green Forest pack. As much as it pained me to give up the title, it had to be done. It wasn't as if any power had drained from me in doing so. My brother may have gained strength by taking on the title but my power still outweighed his. At the end of the day, I was still an Alpha.It was quite late but Quade refused to part from Titus which meant we ended up bringing him to the ceremony. And Quade had never let him go, cradling Titus' little body into the crook of his arm with a glorious smile constantly pulling at his lips. He rocked Ti
SYDNEY It was cloudy. We arrived at the castle last night. It was nothing like what I expected. The place was genuinely scary with its gothic, grey stone outlook and high towers that reached up to the gloomy sky. When we arrived last night it held an even scarier air to it. The massive castle was both intimidating and cold. It was the perfect fit for a horror movie. When we arrived last night Quade's mother had already succumbed to the pain of losing her mate. Quade's reaction to the news was a simple shrug. He didn't seem to be bothered about it. The loss of his mother didn't seem to hurt him in the slightest. I couldn't imagine feeling that way in such a situation. Complete and utter nonchalance. I remembered when Quade had jumped in front of me to take that bullet all those months ago. He may have been my mate but I didn't care for him much then. Yet, I still couldn't stand the thought of losing him. I couldn't imagin
SYDNEY We were a few miles away from the Midnight Sun pack's border. Quade didn't want this meeting to be held on pack lands. In a way, I understood why. He didn't want to put the members of his pack in danger. So, here we stood in the middle of the forest that surrounded us in shadowed darkness. The array of colors that I could see during the day had transformed into blacks and dark greys and the cold breeze that whisked the air had shivers of unease crawling up my spine. "Here," Quade shrugged off his jacket, draping it over my shoulders, "he should be here soon. Enzo is lurking somewhere in case we need backup." Holding the jacket closer to me, I inhaled the scent that I could only associate with Quade. A scent that had my entire body calming instantly, "I can't wait to get back home to Titus." I hated leaving his side. How would I protect him from anything this far away?
***Author's Note:This book will not make sense if you do not read the two before this first. So, please read:Book one: P.S. You're My MateBook two: She's My MateBefore reading this book. Thank you and enjoy!!_________________________________________________ QUADEPoetry. Tattoos. Piercings. Sex.Those were my coping mechanisms. If one failed me, I always had a backup to help me get through the fucking shit show I called life. One would wonder why the Goddess still kept me alive at this point. I had no sense of self preservation. Of course, I knew how to ensure my survival but the emotions that came with self preservation didn't deter me. Pain and fear? Let's just say I had a fucking high threshold for pain and I never felt fear. I would feel anger way before feeling fear.It all started with poetry. I loved how words could be twist
SYDNEYSomeone had Better now by Post Malone blaring through the sound doc. I tuned out the lyrics and focused on the tune. It was one of my favorite songs but right now, it was hitting a little too close to home. I wanted Victor to be better, wanted him to move on and be happy even if it wasn't with me but I couldn't handle the thought of that just yet.Tane had managed to convince me that spending my time neck-deep in work wouldn't help me. He then managed to convince me that maybe I needed a female friend to talk to and spend time with since I had none. It had never really come to my notice that most of the people I regarded as friends were men.Hence, I was now in the kitchen with Heather, baking a double-layer chocolate cake. She was chatty, whimsical even, and had a great sense of humor. I guess it was a bonus that she was an absolute whizz in the kitchen. Her English accent was thick which made her dif
SYDNEYI eventually figured out what he meant later. What he had slated for me was nothing remotely similar to what he had done when he decided to invade my personal space with all his sexy glory. He left my mind muddled and my already broken heart in many more pieces than which he found it. What he did for the remainder of the night made me wish I hadn't saved him.But I deserved it, did I not?He made me watch as he flirted with girls openly, giving them his dazzling smile that could charm the panties of any woman. There was this thing he did where he would run his tongue over his lips, then duck it back inside and hold the ball piercing between his teeth. It was almost the most seductive thing he could have done.From there, he took the party upstairs. I gritted my teeth against the burning fire that engulfed my body, chugging cup after cup of beer and whatever else I could get my
SYDNEY"Rise and shine," my brother yelled, entering my room and leaping onto the bed. He landed on my tummy, knocking the air right out of me, "you had a visitor last night, didn't you?" He wiggled his ginger brows at me and I groaned, shoving a pillow in his face. His bubbly laugh filled the room, "did he lick your foot again or did it go further?""Sylvain!" I shrieked, appalled at his words. My skin automatically flushed at the thought of last night. He had left after those words and I wondered what more he could possibly have in store for me. Either way, I'd show him that I could take it, "I don't know what he was doing here but we didn't do anything.""Really," Sylvain's brows shot up in surprise, "why is there a handprint around your neck then? Did he try to kill you again because I swea—""Calm yourself," I warned, rolling my eyes at how over productive he could be at times. If Quade a