“But… why would he? The darkroom is invite-only. And I’m really guessing she disagreed with being invited.” she frowned. André shrugged. “It’s out of my hands. It was an Alpha command. And well she’s…” he then leans and whispers too softly for me to hear in her ear. Judging by how gobsmacked she looks, he told her I was their father’s mate.
“Oooo. That’s even worse. I’m calling Zia Izzy. She’ll put him in his place.” Katrina scoffed, digging her phone out. “No. Don’t. If you call her all hell with break loose. I think Crista can handle him. She’s probably the only one that can.” André said, grabbing his sister’s phone and holding it up too high for her to reach. She pouted, folding her arms.
“Stupid twin brother. Stupid tall bastard.” she grumbled. “Then why did you call me if it wasn’t to get Izzy? Not that you couldn’t just link her.” Katrina raised an eyebrow. “Well, papa only told me what to do with Crista. He wasn’t specific about her sisters. Sooo….” André grinned. Katrina sighed, nodding.
“I see where this is going. Little ones, you can come with me. I’ll get you set up in one of the rooms upstairs. I should have some night clothes that can fit you. You can take a shower, and I’ll bring you up something from the kitchen. Because well, you look like you’ve had a rough night.” Katrina smiled warmly at my sisters.
My sisters both hesitated, gripping me tighter. “It will be okay. I promise. Go with her. You’ll both feel better after a shower and some food in your bellies. I’ll be okay.” I assured, giving them the best smile I could muster. I was scared of this darkroom and dealing with this Alpha, but I didn’t want them to know that.
They slowly nodded, hugging my arms. “Okay… just be safe.” Persephone whispered before reluctantly stepping away. Delilah’s eyes welled with tears. “I’ll be okay. Go ahead. I’ll join you as soon as I can. So don’t eat everything.” I smiled, hugging my baby sister and kissing the top of her head. She sniffled as she took Persephone’s hand and went to Katrina.
“I’ll take good care of them.” Katrina bowed her head to me. “Come on, girls.” she smiled as she guided my sisters out. I followed, just wanting to be sure they would be okay. I watched as she led them up a spiral staircase. “My sister will take care of them, Luna. Your sisters are our family.” André gave me an encouraging smile.
“Don’t call me that.” The words came out harsher than I intended, and I felt terrible as for a moment he looked hurt. “I’m sorry. It’s just.” I sighed. “You don’t want to be his mate.” André frowned. “If he wasn’t your father, would you? Would you want a mate like him?” I asked. “Papa… he’s complicated. And like an onion. There are so many layers, and it’s not easy to get through them.” he sighed.
“Chesed… his wolf is scary. But if anyone can get to his core. If anyone can get Alec to the surface, it’s going to be you. The moon goddess wouldn’t have sent you, wouldn’t have chosen you as his mate if you couldn’t. I mean, your last name is Fayte. How kismet is that?” he smiled. “Now come on. I have to deliver you to the darkroom. Please just… try. Give papa a chance.” he sighed, whispering the last part almost like a prayer.
I don’t really know if I can be what André needs. What his father needs. How am I supposed to reach his human half? Especially when Alec has been pushed down by his wolf for so long? ‘We’re his mate. We can. I will do my best to handle Chesed if you do your best to reach Alec.’ Emilia offered. ‘Yeah, if you don’t change your tune when we go into this darkroom.’ I countered.
That at least shut her up as I slowly shuffled along behind André. I seriously felt out of place in this house. Not that I’m not accustomed to a grand home. Our Beta house is charming, as is the packhouse our Alpha lives in. But I’m barefoot, wearing random athletic clothes from their pack, and I’m dirty from running through the forest carrying my sisters in wolf form.
What I need is a shower and a change of clothes. Maybe then I’d feel less out of place walking across the marble floor. This home was beautiful. If I wasn’t being led to what felt like my doom, I’d be more inclined to gawk and take in the architecture, and the paintings hung on the wall. Alpha Chesed or Alec, whatever his name, certainly has a fine collection of art.
“Please just try.” André whispered as he opened a door at the end of a short hallway. “I can’t promise anything.” I sighed, taking a cautious step into the room. I blinked, confused at what I saw in the room. I turned to ask André, but the door was shut, and I heard it lock. God damn it.
I huffed and looked around and sighed in some relief as I found the light switch. “What the fuck!” I exclaimed as the lights came out, and I got a good look around. The space was dark, alright. Dark hardwood floors complemented the black wood boiserie paneling gently decorated with black damask and refined gold carvings. A rather beautiful gold chandelier hung at the center of the room in the ceiling panels.
But it isn’t the walls, floor, or ceiling that make this room dark. No, the reason this place is called the darkroom is the furnishing. I gulped as I looked at one wall of whips and riding crops. I don’t even know what to think of this room or that the Alpha sent me here. ‘It’s a sex dungeon! Our mate is kinky!’ Emilia exclaimed as she looked through my eyes.
She’s not wrong about that. Whips, riding crops, ropes, chains, dildos… yep, that’s a tray of dildos over there. I frowned, taking in the larger furniture pieces in the space. The bed was big and looked comfortable but terrifying as there were chains and handcuffs attached to it. I narrowed my eyes at the bed, seeing the wrinkled bedding picking up the distinct scent of that she-wolf who fled the house as we arrived. Emilia growled, knowing that the skank had been in here with our mate not that long ago.
I looked away from the bed, not wanting to let myself imagine him on it with her. It turned my stomach even if I knew I had no right to be jealous. He didn’t know about me, nor did I know about him till he walked into the library. And I mean, he’s obviously much older than me as he has kids. I’m pretty sure Katrina and André are older than me.
I continued to wander around the room looking at the different toys, or I guess that’s what you’d call them. To me, they looked a lot like torture devices. Who has a room like this in their house? ‘Our very kinky mate.’ Emilia snickered. I rolled my eyes at my wolf. ‘And you want him to tie us up and use this shit on us?’ I questioned. ‘Maybe. Not like right now. But he’s our mate. We should trust him with our body. Never know, we might like it.’ she shrugged.
I rolled my eyes. Stupid wolf. ‘HEY!’ she shouted. ‘What? We are locked in a sex dungeon. On orders of a man who hasn’t even said a word to us. A man who is known for being ruthless. A man who not that long ago was in here fucking that bimbo.’ I countered. I smirked as she growled in my head, knowing my point was made.
I sighed as I went to the black curtains pulling them back. A patio door! I could escape and maybe find a way to my sisters before he arrives. I tried the handle, but of course, they are locked. I could try to break one of the glass panels. ‘Yeah, real smart. Cut your hand up, then probably step on glass in bare feet.’ Emilia rolled her eyes.
I frowned, wrapping my knuckles against the panels. ‘Wouldn’t matter anyway. It’s not glass.’ I sighed, leaning my forehead against the glass. They have a beautiful garden. From what I could see, the doors would open up to a patio, and I could just glimpse a pool just out of view on the left. Delilah loves swimming.
What am I thinking? I shouldn’t be daydreaming about how much my sisters would enjoy living in this house. I need to find a way out of this room. I pulled the curtains closed and started to walk around again. I frowned, looking at a weird structure with ropes and leather hanging down.
“What the hell is that for?” I wrinkled my nose walking closer, reaching out to touch the leather bindings. My back straightened as I picked up a fresh, strong whiff of his scent. “To suspend you from while I tease every inch of you till you are so overloaded with pleasure you are begging for my cock.” the rough, throaty voice of my mate explained, his hot breath fanning against my neck. I gulped, clenching my thighs. I simultaneously want to run away and throw myself at him. The hell is wrong with me?
Yet another day of Chesed doing as he pleases. I don’t know why he bothered giving Beatrice the time of day. She’s not even our type, and she sure the hell isn’t our mate. I hate this. I hate how many women he’s slept with. I would have preferred we waited for our mate. I only made the exception for Liliana.She was a good woman, and she loved us very much. She wasn’t our mate, but we could have lived a happy life with her at our side. But sadly, it was not meant to be. The Moon Goddess took her from us the same day Liliana gave us André and Katrina. The twins have been a light in my life.I have so few reasons to push forward and wrestle with Chesed for control. But when they were young, he let me. He at least knew he wasn’t capable of taking care of young. But he only let me have control when it was about them.
‘Okay, you have to admit that’s hot. You can’t lie to me. I’m in your head and know you are turned on by what he just said.’ Emilia unhelpfully commented. I gulped, back wholly rigid. As much as I want to deny her words. She's right. I don’t know how much I’d care to be suspended from this thing. But the rest of what he offered. Teased every inch of my body till I was so overwhelmed by the pleasure I begged him to fuck me… that is hot. I shouldn’t find it hot. This man is old enough to be my father. I mean, I’m relatively sure André and Katrina are older than me. It should be gross and creepy to be mated to a mate so much older. ‘Older, wiser, and skilled.’ Emilia purred, getting off on his proximity. ‘Oh my god, you are so gross. Can we not go down this path? He’s holding us hostage, remember.’ I pointed out. ‘He’s our mate. Why leave?’ Emilia rolled her ey
I blinked because of what the hell was going on. Why am I here? Does he plan to make me stand here and watch him bathe? Maybe he’ll invite that slut back to make me watch them. That thought both turned my stomach and pissed me off. ‘He wouldn’t do that.’ Emilia whimpered. We’ve never witnessed it, but everyone knows how painful it is when your mate is intimate with someone else. Even unmarked, I would feel it now that we’ve touched.“Why am I here?” I questioned. “I told him this was stupid.” Chesed muttered. “Told who? What did your son tell you to do this for me?” I questioned. “No. Alec did. Foolish human side thought being nice to you would be a better route.” he scoffed. “Alec? Alpha Alec is still inside you? And he… he thought to set this up?” I blinked, turning to look at him. “I am the Alpha
God damn Chesed. Why can't he just be kind to our mate? Between spanking her and in front of her sisters and Katrina to just being a jackass. It was getting on my nerves. ‘Can’t you be nice to her? She is our mate. Our Luna. She should be treated with love and respect.’ I grumbled as he at least left her to bathe alone.‘Oh, shut up. Crista enjoyed every smack of her ass. You smelled her arousal the same as me. She’s just too young and innocent to realize what she wants. I say we show her.’ he smirked as he headed down the stairs to the kitchen. ‘Now, what do you want to feed her? Since this whole being nice shit is your idea.’ He grumbled, opening the refrigerator.I rolled my eyes but looked through his eyes as he scanned the fridge. ‘There. The stockpot. Take it out, put it on the stove, and start it on m
Why must he always be an asshole? I don’t want to sleep in here, at least not with him. I just want to go be with my sisters. We only just lost our parents, and they have been having nightmares. I need to be there for them. Why can’t he understand that? They need me, damn it.I am a person, not some doll he can move around as he sees fit. I’m not his damn toy. ‘Oh, please. I’d be his toy.’ Emilia sighed. Ugh, stupid horny wolf. ‘Oh, I’m not the only horny one. You can deny it all you want, but I am in your head, and you like him spanking you.‘TOLD YOU SO’ Emilia’s sing-song voice annoys me. I don’t know which was more shocking. Getting called out by my wolf or by my mate as he threw me onto the bed. Either way, I’m left blinking up at him, blushing, taking shallow breaths. He i
Her pissing-off Chesed would almost be funny. If, of course, I hadn’t felt that elbow to my gut or that pissing him off makes him do stupid shit like dig his claws into her jaw. When he’s angry, he’s terrifying. I’m his human, and he scares me. Yet he’s not scaring our mate. She’s standing her ground. She’s challenging him. She is denying him and asking for me. The more she talked, the more I moved forward. As she called him out for hurting her, I felt him second guess himself. No one but Nonna has made him really question his actions. Sure sometimes Izzy or Katrina can startle him into realizing his faults. But this was different. I shoved forward, trying to pull him back, to give me control when she said she’d reject us. ‘Stay out of this!’ he growled at me. ‘Like fucking hell I will! You are hurting her! I’ve been telling you from the beginning to be kind
As much as I’d been trying to protest sleeping, least of all in his bed, I can’t deny it feels nice. I wasn’t really able to get much sleep when we were running. All I could see was Ignazio ripping out my father’s heart when I tried to sleep, followed by my mother's. And for the few moments I didn’t see it, I woke to my sisters whimpering and crying out in their sleep. Add to the fact I generally don’t sleep well in strange places, it was surprising how easily I fell asleep in Alec’s arms. He was right about the bond. I’d been apprehensive about letting him touch me. Primarily because of Chesed. I don’t trust that damn wolf as far as Delilah could throw him. I still hadn’t been sure if I should trust Alec either. I mean, he did, after all, allow Chesed to run the show all these years. That was an obvious indicator that he’s weak.
Falling asleep wasn’t easy. Holding Crista in my arms, listening to her breathing and the rhythmic beating of her heart was bliss. You would think that the bond would have let me sleep as quickly as my darling mate. But I have Chesed. And each time any part of her body but mainly her full breasts or her smooth legs brushed against me, he not only fell into the gutter, but the dirty bastard also rolled around in it.You’d think he hadn't only hours ago gotten a blow job in his darkroom. Of course, any time I tried to get him out of the gutter and stop filling my mind with mental images of what Crista looks like naked, far worse images entered my mind. Memories I’d rather keep locked in the far reaches of my mind.I’m not sure when I did finally fall asleep, but I did. The bond winning o