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"Why are we here, Kali?" Lex snarled, his gaze sweeping across the unfamiliar clearing in the woods, a place he had never ventured before."I told you, Lex," Kali replied calmly, her tone steady despite the tension thick in the air. "Mason demanded neutral ground for our meeting. If we want his help with your... situation, we have to play by his rules."Arlo glanced around nervously, his eyes darting between the dense forest surrounding them. "How will we know when he's here?" he asked, his voice tinged with apprehension."You don't need to know anything, Beta," a deep voice interrupted from behind them, causing them all to stiffen in surprise.Lex turned slowly, his eyes narrowing as he saw the bulky man standing before them. "Look at you, Kali," the newcomer sneered, his voice heavy with disdain. "Mingling with shifters? How low did you stoop."Kali's expression remained impassive, though a flicker of anger flashed in her eyes. "Hello, Mason," she greeted, her voice measured but wi
John wandered around the pack, exploring the new territory that felt strangely like home. He couldn't help but reflect on the whirlwind of events that had unfolded since he accepted Carla's invitation to join her and Luke at the pack celebration.It had been almost a week, yet it felt like a lifetime. First, there was the attempted kidnapping, a harrowing experience that left him shaken and wary of the dangers lurking in the shadows. Then, meeting his grandfather, Zion, for the first time had been an eye-opening experience, a powerful warlock who had taken John under his wing, helped him discovering and harness his own latent powers as a hybridBut perhaps the most significant event of all was his first heat. The primal instincts and desires that surged within him during this time were intense and overwhelming, pushing him to the brink of his sanity. The time spent with Darius, his heated encounters and the boundaries pushed at his lynx's insistence, revealed depths of passion and e
In Darius's office, a sense of tension hung in the air as the key figures in the pack gathered. Darius, seated behind his desk, glanced around at the assembled group—Prius and Luke, Zion, Michael and Annie, and Carla. Some were seated, others standing, all with varying degrees of concern etched on their faces. Darius's bear, paced within the confines of his mind, agitated and distressed. His usually controlled demeanor started to falter, a flicker of unease crossing his eyes. A low growl escaped him involuntarily, drawing the attention of the pack members. The deep rumble resonated in the room, an audible manifestation of the internal struggle within Darius. "What's wrong, Darius? What are we doing here?" Prius locked eyes with his Alpha, his expression reflecting teh concern he felt inside. Darius sighed, the weight of responsibility evident in his posture as he ran a hand through his dark, long hair. "We need a plan," he began, his voice steady but laced with urgency. "We have to
A soft knock on the door interrupted the tense atmosphere, and John entered the room with Sera in tow. "I met Carla, and she said you guys were almost done," he said, his voice uncertain as he glanced around the room. Darius regarded his mate with a look of love and gestured for him to come closer. John didn't hesitate, moving forward under the intense stare of the rest of the group, until he was next to Darius. The alpha pulled him onto his lap, enveloping him in a comforting embrace. "We are done indeed," Darius murmured softly, gently kissing John's forehead. "Was there something you needed?" John looked up sheepishly, his eyes meeting Darius's with a mixture of apprehension and vulnerability. "My lynx wants out," he whispered, his voice barely audible. Darius smiled warmly at John's request, a twinkle of excitement in his eyes. "Let's do it. You never had that pack run when you joined the pack anyway," he remarked, standing up and gently putting John on his feet. He then grabbe
Approaching the source of the shouting, the cacophony of loud voices and the unmistakable sounds of a scuffle became more pronounced. They were in proximity to the pack land, indicating that Carla had only recently departed. Drawing nearer to the scene near the road, John couldn't fathom what he was witnessing. Carla lay on the ground, writhing in pain and screaming, while Arlo and an unfamiliar man shared ominous laughter."Oh, look, the cavalry has arrived," the man dressed all in black said without turning around. "Long time no see, Zion," he continued without acknowledging the newcomers.John's mind raced as he tried to process the unfolding chaos before him. His instincts screamed at him to intervene, to protect Carla and confront the mysterious man who seemed to know Zion. But he hesitated, unsure of how to navigate the dangerous situation without escalating it further.Darius and his bear, sensing their mate inner turmoil, brushed softly against him as if to say to stay cal
John knelt in the soft grass, cradling his grandmother's in his arms. The once vibrant woman now lay pale and still, her lifeblood seeping through his trembling fingers. John's heart raced with panic as he rocked her back and forth, pressing a hand over one of her stab wounds, a futile attempt to halt the bleeding that threatened to steal her away. "My boy, right now you look just like your mother," Sera coughed looking up at him with unfocused eyes. Her words carried a weight of emotion that John could feel deep within his soul. Despite his super hearing, her voice was barely audible, but every word pierced through him. "I am so happy that fate brought you back to me and that you are safe within the pack," she continued, her hand trembling as she attempted to lift it before losing consciousness. Tears streamed down his face unchecked. "Please, please," he pleaded in a voice choked with emotion, his words barely audible amidst the chaos of his racing thoughts. "I only just met you,
John slowly stirred, feeling enveloped in warmth and comfort. He instinctively snuggled closer to the comforting warmth, emitting a soft purr while breathing in the familiar scent of his mate. As he opened his eyes, he discovered himself cradled in the protective embrace of his Alpha. Despite already being intimately close, every part of their bodies in contact, he attempted to move even nearer. Pressing his face against his mate's chest, a profound sense of contentment washed over him, mirrored by the satisfaction resonating in his lynx form.As the arm around his waist shifted, John leaned back slightly to gaze up at his mate's face. Darius's brown eyes held a mix of concern and relief as they scanned his features. "You're awake," the Alpha's voice came "How are you feeling?"John's confusion quickly turned to panic as the events of the day rushed back into his mind. He desperately tried to extricate himself from his mate's embrace, his heart racing with anxiety. "Where is my grandm
As they stepped through the door, Darius swiftly enveloped John in his arms, eliciting an embarrassed squeak from him. John instinctively wrapped his arms around Darius, feeling the warmth and safety of his embrace. The alpha carried him towards the sitting room, settling on the couch with John nestled against him. Darius buried his face into John's neck, inhaling deeply again and again, his breaths coming shallow. John gently cupped Darius's face, turning it to meet his gaze, concern etched into his features. "What's wrong? Talk to me," John whispered, sensing the turmoil brewing within his mate. "Everything and nothing," Darius replied with a heavy sigh, his voice laden with frustration and self-doubt. "It was too close a call with Carla and Sera today, and then I left my pack on edge because I wasn't thinking clearly. How am I supposed to be protecting you when I'm failing miserably at my basic Alpha duties?" "No," John interjected softly, shaking his head. "Don't think like that