Welp, that was a shit show. It went about as well as we expected, though I had no idea that Arya would reject Xander and Devin. Having felt that with Brandon, I know what they are going through. And they will be feeling like that for two days until she returns. They are currently staying in Brandon’s room so that they are closer to everyone. Lauren and Mom are with them.
Xander’s mom is in the pack hospital after her most recent bout of chemotherapy. She’s called and Facetimed several times, attempting to get him to respond, but he hasn’t really said anything. He and Devin haven’t moved in hours, laying in each other’s arms on Brandon’s bed.
Charlie, Brandon, and I have taken turns going to see them, but Charlie and I both know that they don’t really hear us.&n
Devin, Charlie, Zak, and I have been best friends since the womb. As the children of our pack’s leadership, we were brought up as close as siblings. This was even more true because we were all born within six months of each other. Zak and I were always together, learning how to lead our pack as the future Alpha and Beta. Charlie and Devin, as the children of our Delta and Gamma respectively, were around the majority of the time as well, but Zak was my constant companion. He was the first one that I came out to, the one that helped me through all my break-ups, and the one who held me together when my mother and sister died in a car accident. He was my best friend and my first love. The only one who came close to my feelings for Zak was Charlie. Her real name is Charlotte, but she hates that name.
Zak kisses along my jaw while he palms my erection through my pants. I groan and turn my face to his, hungrily devouring his mouth. My hand runs from his hip up his bare, muscular back, and along his broad shoulders. I move my hand to his short mahogany colored hair, fisting it in my hand, keeping his head firmly trapped in my grasp. He isn’t quite as tall as I am, so I bend my head to his, pulling him closer to my body. My cock twitches in his hands and he moans into my mouth.“Brandon,” he sighs as he unzips my pants and I fall out into his hands. He wraps his fist around my swollen cock and squeezes as I break away from his mouth, my head falling back as I moan loudly.“Holy shit,” I breathe out.Zak chuckles and trails his lips along my neck. The rough stubble on h
I walk with Brandon into the packhouse dining hall, staying close behind him. I love watching his tight ass in action. He turns around to look at me, smirking. His sky blue eyes fill with mischief. He’s obviously thinking about our morning together. I want to run my hands through his short blonde hair, kiss my way down his prominent jaw line, and wrap my arms around his muscular torso. I ran my finger down his arm, pulling lightly on his fingers before letting go. Although Zak and Charlie know that we are gay, it isn’t common knowledge in the pack. Honestly, it is looked down on for those in leadership positions. Our bloodlines depended on their continuation, meaning that we have to have pups. Kind of difficult to do that within the mate bond if you are gay. So, we had to keep it close to the vest, no matter how much I wanted everyone to know tha
Zak and I walk into the dining room and immediately lock eyes with Brandon. We haven’t gotten to spend time with our best friend since the morning of Zak’s birthday. Yeah, we’ve been in meetings, led trainings, and completed inspections together. But Brandon has always left immediately after we were done. He refuses to joke around or talk about anything but work. It is literally killing us. Zak and I both miss him. Don’t get me wrong, I couldn’t be happier to have Zak as my mate. We’ve been in each other’s lives since the womb. He is one of my best friends in the entire world. But Zak wasn’t the one that I’d hoped I’d end up with. Even though Brandon is gay, he’s the one that I’d always wanted. Brandon is hot. I mean, like the hottest guy that I have ever seen. He is a mountai
Watching Devin follow Brandon out of the dining room, my appetite disappears. Goddess, I wish it was me going to Brandon. It is obvious from the way that they both rush from the room and readjusted themselves what they are hurrying to do. It’s not that I don’t love Charlie. I do. She is the best thing that has happened to me. The Moon Goddess gave me the best mate I could ask for and an amazing Luna for our pack. But these damn dreams! Both Charlie and I have been having them. They are just like the dreams that we had before we found each other as mates. Which of course makes no fucking sense! We are mates. Why are we still having these kinds of dreams? It’s a good thing that we are going to the Oracle today. Maybe she can tell us what to do about all of this.
Lucille hands me my cup of doctored coffee and I immediately swallow nearly half of it, not caring how hot it is. I need the alcohol right now. Zak thanks Lucille, but doesn’t touch his coffee. Instead, he stares at her intensely. “What do you mean by the three of us being parents?” Zak’s voice is steady and firm. If I hadn’t known him my whole life and been mated to him, I wouldn’t have noticed the slight tick in his jaw or the way that his left leg began to jump slightly under the table. These are all signs of anxiety for Zak and I understand why. “What do you know of Selene and her mates?” Lucille asks. “Mates? I only know of one mate. Pan,” Zak says, looking at me curiously.
I spent the morning in meetings with my father and Former-Alpha Jared. We were discussing my upcoming Beta ceremony, Devin’s Delta ceremony, and the Blue Crescent pack’s visit. Zak was apparently in a meeting with the Oracle. I couldn’t help but worry. Why was he visiting the Oracle? Was something wrong between him and Charlie? Were they having trouble conceiving a pup? When I saw them this morning, they looked awful. Though I know that the Oracle was the mouthpiece of Selene, she creeped me out. She was a wizened old woman who was well into her 90s. Her eyes are the amber of the Goddess’s and they seemed to hint that she knew something that I didn’t. Every time that I was near her, I felt like she knew some secret about me that I couldn’t figure out. Her smirks and perplexing comments made me uneas
The Oracle’s news was so disturbing that Charlie and I finished her entire bottle of whiskey. Neither of us had eaten much at breakfast and, at 190 proof, the whiskey we guzzled got us pretty trashed. That must have been what fueled Charlie’s plan. As we walked home, she stopped me in the middle of the forest. “So, based on what Lucille said, all three of us are having these sex dreams, right?” she asks. “Seems like,” I say, remembering the one that I had last night. My breathing hitches and my gaze lingers on Charlie’s breasts. I take a step toward her, intent on finishing what the Oracle interrupted earlier. “Down, Fido, and listen,” Charlie says, sidestepping me. “But, I want you,” I say, my vo