I had anticipated that Summer would be too worried about her mom for anything physical to be going on and that she would likely want more of the cuddling that she’d been doing with Rowen all day. I have absolutely no problem with that. Anything that will make my girl feel better. But then, just as we’re landing, Rowen opens a mindlink with me, pushing through the images of what he’s seeing and smelling right at that moment. How Summer seems to need to think about something else from what she’s dealing with right now. And she is choosing sex to do that. Neither Rowen, nor I have a problem with that. I loved coming in to just dive right into her pussy. I can still smell her arousal coating my mouth. My dick is fully at attention and making it slightly hard to walk, given that I’m alpha blooded and I’m wearing some rather tight jeans. Rowen looks at my gait and gets a look at the large bulge in the front of my pants before barking out a laugh. “Having a little trouble walk
We’ve returned to the Artemis area, determined to pack up Chris and get her out of there, along with the rest of our wolves. We don’t want the Riding Hoods to come here in an attempt to get Chris and hurt anyone else. Meredith, Hakeem, Aubrey, and I have been working together to to get wolves moved to different areas. Not everyone lives close to the packhouse, with many wolves preferring to be within an hour run. They like to be more out in the woods and in nature. Normally, we wouldn’t need to worry about them as much as we do those near the packhouse when we’re worried about fighting. Those wolves that live further out have to be better fighters, better at concealing themselves, and better at defence. There also tends to be a witch or two in their midst, so the magic is helpful.But now? Now we need everyone out of the territory. As their leaders, we have to make the executive decision to take care of everyone.Working with the surrounding area alphas, we move our wolves
“Ugh, child. You smell like wet dog. We didn’t you bathe before coming to dinner?” the Red One, my mother, complains. “I apologize, Red One. The she-wolf is feeling poorly and I had to care for her, as well as clean her portion of the cell.” Just because she has claimed me as her daughter in front of our enemies and this spell is all for my “benefit,” that doesn’t mean that I can speak to her as if she were my mother. She is now and has always been the Red One to me. I haven’t called ehr mother since she backhanded me so hard that I fell down a flight of stairs. I think I was six then. Even with my limited understanding of family dynamics, I know that isn’t something that a loving parent is supposed to do. I have rarely, if ever, been shown any affection in this coven. The first time was by a nanny who had been proud of three year old me for solving an addition problem. She had picked me up, hugging me toward her chest. When my mother came in and saw me in the other wo
Thank the Goddess on high for Nyx’s morning sickness cure. Damn, do I feel so much better! I already know that I am pregnant with twins and I’m scared as hell that something is going to happen to them while I’m here. I know that they need me to be pregnant for them to do whatever fucked up ritual they’re going to do, but that doesn’t mean that they won’t do shit to us. That doesn’t mean that they’re going to allow me to carry my pups to term or that they’ll care for them once they’re born. If anything, they’ll kill them immediately after they’re finished with me. It’s the Riding Hoods, they hate werewolves. I shake my head, trying to rid myself of those thoughts. I’m much more emotional than normal right now. I’m not sure if it’s the stress of being kidnapped and away from my mates and Summer, the fear of what they’re going to do to us and when, or my pregnancy. Probably a combination of all three, but whatever it is, I break down crying at the drop of a hat. I’ve managed
We’ve been here for two days. The cabin is gorgeous. When Gael told us about it, I thought that it would just be a dinky little place out in the woods. This is a huge, three-story lodge surrounded on three sides by a lake. It reminds me of the vampire house in that Twilight move with huge floor-to-ceiling windows on every floor. They’re tinted and double paned with blackout shades between the panes that a remote control can raise and lower, but the view is fucking beautiful. The bedrooms are spacious with attached bathrooms. The whole place is beautifully decorated. There’s paddle boats and fishing equipment, as well as a speed boat for the lake. No electronics out here. Gael’s family wanted to be completely off the grid and able to focus on their mates. There are some books and board games, but all and all, there’s not a lot here for us to do. We have a satellite phone and a mobile hotspot for things that we absolutely have to do by phone or on Zoom, but we try not to us
“Will you shut the fuck up!” Jacob screams at me. We’re getting stuff together for the meeting with all of the wolves and supernatural beings who will be arriving over the next couple of days. They’re trying to come up with a plan of how to hunt and stop the Riding Hoods. Jacob and I are in charge of compiling all of the recent information about the Riding Hoods’ movements, the abduction of Esteban and Kayla, and the prophecy. I’ve got my earbuds in as I’m typing up the notes from Jared, Micah, and Jai from when they arrived at Esteban’s house and everything they were able to glean from the scene and from the people working in the restaurant. I’m listening to Taylor Swift and humming along to the music. Don’t hate, girl’s got bars. I take out one of my earbuds and look at Jacob. “What the hell crawled up your butt and died?” “You are making so much fucking noise I can’t even hear myself think. Just shut the fuck up,” Jacob mutters at me. I take the other earbud out and turn
I’m walking into the conference room where I left Rowen and Jacob when I hear Jacob’s crying. How do I know it’s Jacob? He’s my son. I know which child is crying the same way that I know their individual scents, their voices, and their touch. I had left Jacob and Rowen in here while I was working with Bella and Citra and their covens to start preparing healing potions, as well as offensive and defensive spells to prepare to fight the Riding Hoods. Jacob had been on edge for the last couple of days and I think it has to do with whatever the reason is that Alexander has taken off to see Xander and our families in Selene’s realm. I know that Jacob and Alexander depend on each other. It’s not hard to see the relationship between the two of them. I’ve known for years. They aren’t as discrete or clever as they think they are. Alexander is Jacob’s calm in the storm of his anger, his explosive and occasionally violent emotions. Without Alexander here, it isn’t a giant leap to
We’ve been in contact with Chris, Jared, and Summer a lot over the next few days. The fact that Zak and I don’t have our mate with us is making us just a bit needy. Chris seems to get it and she’s kind of bored anyway. Jared and Summer, on the other hand…I’m pretty sure that they’re ready to tell us to fuck off so they can do all of the things that I know Arya is keeping them busy with. As part of the elite warrior force, both Summer and Jared have been working with the fighting forces of the Supernatural Council to try to come up with a plan to figure out how they can track the Riding Hoods. No one has a solution yet, but we’re hoping that once we all get together we can figure something out. Maybe once we are all here, something will click. But in the meantime, Jared and Summer are scouring the lore to see if they can find anyone who may be of help. And Zak and I constantly checking in is just a bit distracting. I know that we’re being needy. Zak knows that we’re being nee