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
I am still working out how I intend to fit this book into my writing schedule. But I hope to at minimum post 3-4 days a week. I will note here when I have a set posting schedule.
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
I had barely gotten my sisters to settle down when there was a knock at their door. The three of us all turned to look at the door. I relaxed when I didn’t smell my mate. “Come in, Katrina.” I called out. My sisters relaxed a little, too, as Katrina entered the room. “Morning, girls. Morning, Luna.” Katrina smirked, bowing her head to me. “Can you not call me that?” I rolled my eyes. ‘Speak for yourself. I like being called Luna. We were obviously born to be one. If not, the goddess wouldn’t have mated us to an Alpha.’ Emilia scoffed. “What did the dick wolf do?” Katrina sighed, folding her arms. ‘Dick wolf.’ Emilia snickered. ‘She’s not wrong.’ I commented. ‘Maybe, but based on how well he felled out the front of his boxers, he’s a big one.’ Emilia waggled her wolf brow at me. ‘God, when did you become this horny she-wolf? You were never like this before.’ I
I groaned in frustration, trying to yank Chesed back. I know he was getting agitated the more he thought about Santi and Ignazio. But he didn’t need to take back control. He’s going to ruin everything. I saw it in her reaction earlier. She was thinking about kissing me. And then he tried to come forward, and she backed away. ‘Stupid wolf. Can’t you tell that when you are in control, she’s colder to us? She let me get closer to her. Hell, I think she’d have let me kiss her. But you pushed forward, and she stepped away.’ I rolled my eyes as I watched her walking away. “We’ll meet you later, Alpha.” Katrina nodded politely, but her eyes were full of judgment. Even my daughter knows Chesed is screwing this up. “T...thank you for breakfast.” The little one… Delilah stammered as she hurried to catch up with her older sisters. Persephone didn’t even say thank you or
I wasn’t sure what to expect when we left. I can say I didn’t expect to be clinging to the door handle as my life depended on it. “K… Katrina. Where did you learn to drive?” I choked out the words as I tried to get my heart out of my throat and my ass to stop clenching. And I thought running for my life from Mandonie wolves was terrifying.“Alpha, of course.” Katrina smirked, climbing out of the Maserati Quattroporte Modena Q4 like she hadn’t nearly killed us with her breakneck speed. I only know the model of the car because Persephone is a car nut and squealed when Katrina walked up to the crisp white car in the garage. Personally, I don’t care. I was content with my Fiat, which has probably been scrapped.Fucking Ignazio.
As we entered the lower level, the path was clear to the only person in a cell, Santi. I rarely have to put a pack member down here, but he crossed a line last night. Even if Crista hadn’t turned out to be my mate, he still crossed a line. And he’d still have ended up sitting here in a cell, just maybe not in such rough shape. Rough was undoubtedly a good word. Unlike the windowless dank room my father liked to lock me in, this room was new and lacked many medieval dark ages esthetics. There were no windows, but there were vents to circulate air. Instead of torches, fluorescent lights were casting a harsh bright light on the plain grey cement walls. My grandfather was very meticulous when he had this place built. Every outside wall was laced with silver, a metal that can weaken any supernatural creature to