Zak pulls out an official looking document from a drawer in the table and passes it to Gael. “I drew this up when you said that you were coming. It’s a standard alliance agreement: we’ll help each other in the event of war, disease, shortages, etc., the alliance can only be dissolved under the circumstances of death or change of leadership or events so severe that it will cause pain or hardship to one or both packs to maintain the alliance, frequent visits between packs, and all the other stuff.”
Gael looks over the paper before turning to Hakeem “¿Tienes una pluma? (Do you have a pen?)
Hakeem digs in his bag, pulls out a pen, and hands it to Gael.
I think that Gael is going t
That was...unexpected. I have never met any other alphas like Zak and Gael. They actually seemed to care about their people and not just about how their people reflected on them. My father, though a good man, was very much a ruler. He expected his people to listen to him without question and he rarely gave them a voice to say what they thought. Even when asking for counsel from his leadership, there were specific things that he wanted to hear and they knew it. It was not wise to anger my father.But Zak and Gael seemed to love their people as their family. They were definitely the head of their respective families, but more similar to a doting father figure than as the royalty that many alphas believe themselves to be. They made decisions based on what was best for their people and they looked for friendship and understanding before loyalty and obedience.
Hakeem and I leave the meeting room and head back to the cottage. Although the war is important, we just mated. There is a lot of bonding that needs to be done and I have been too long without feeling one of my mates touching me. “So, when can I become a part of your pack?” I ask. Hakeem places his hand on my ass, squeezing lightly as we walk across the lawn, our front door in sight. “I don’t know if we have to have our oracle bless the union or if any oracle can do that. That’s more your wheelhouse than mine.” “Mmmmm. I’ll have to ask Lucille.” I say, preparing to mindlink her as we climb the steps to the cottage door. “Not yet, Merry. I plan to keep you busy for a while.” Hakeem’s hand cups one of my breasts, while the other digs
Fighting the mating urge is harder this time around, as I can feel all three of our internal struggles to not touch each other. But I need to see my mom. I haven’t seen much of her since we got here with everything that has happened between becoming Delta, mating Devin, and being rejected by Arya. But having talked to her earlier and knowing that she is cured by the Goddess’s grace, I have to see her. And she needs to meet my second mate.That is how we came to stand at the pack hospital, outside her room on the ICU ward. Wolves typically rarely stay on this ward for more than a few days because of our healing abilities. But, since Mom isn’t a wolf, she has a more permanent room set up here, especially since she has been doing chemo since she got here last week.Artemis Pack has been amazing for
I watch through a crack in the door as my mates undress, peppering kisses on exposed skin. Fuck, this turns me on. Having been with Hakeem for two years, watching him undress, shower, jerk himself off has been the voyeuristic stuff of dreams. But watching him and nuestra princesa (our princess) together? Ay, Diosa mía, podría cum en mis pantalones! (Oh, my Goddess, I could cum in my pants!). Meredith pushes Hakeem slightly so that he is sitting on the bed. She kisses him deeply, reaching to the floor to pick up a bottle of caramel syrup. Apparently, the one fault that nuestra princesa
Walking back from the pack hospital, I feel a new lightness that I haven’t felt in a long time. I’m part of a new pack, one that seems to respect and accept me. I have two amazing mates who have done nothing but protect and care for me. And I now have in-laws. A whole family, complete and ready to love me.I just hope that it’s not too good to be true.Or that Mathias doesn’t come in and ruin it.“What’s with the sudden sadness, Ari?” Xander asks, squeezing my hand in his.I look up into his chocolate eyes and nearly melt at the love, concern, and devotion in his eyes. I stop walking and lean my head on his shoulder. “Nothing. Just old insecurities rearing their ugly heads.”
I walk downstairs to hear Hakeem teasing Gael in Spanish.“Caminas como un culiao. (You’re walking like someone who just had anal sex.)” Hakeem’s voice is edged with laughter. I look around the corner of the stairwell to see Hakeem rummaging through one of the cabinets while Gael is looking in the pantry.“No lo sería si no me hubieras dado el culo con tanta fuerza. (I wouldn't be if you hadn't pounded my ass so hard.)” Gael’s voice is muffled coming from inside the walk-in pantry.“Pobrecito, Caramelo
We walk to the edge of the woods and Devin grabs a tote bag out of a chest by a tree. We quickly strip and stuff our clothes into the bag before shifting. We had seen Arya’s wolf when she first arrived back at Artemis Pack. She is beautiful. Her wolf is large, which now makes sense, knowing that she is an alpha. She is jet black with white markings down her muzzle and between her eyes, as well as a large white spot on her chest. Her body is leanly muscled, built for speed and agility. Her coat is thick, her black eyes bright with intelligence. However, this is the first time that Devin and I have really paid attention to each other's wolves. We shifted to travel to the pack borders to go wait for Arya, but our minds were consumed by other things. Now, I look at my male mate. Is it weird to find a wolf sexy? Because he is. His wolf is about
While Merry and I get the bacon ready, Gael beats the eggs before straining the oil from the potatoes and onions and mixing the whole thing together.“So, did you guys always know that you were bisexual?” Merry asks.“Si,” Gael says matter-of-factly. I’ve always admired his easygoing attitude about his sexuality. Not that my family ever said anything about mine. They honestly were happy that I was happy. But I had bowed to society’s feelings about bisexuality in men. I buried it as deeply as I could.“Um, kind of. I didn’t feel comfortable finding men attractive for most of my life. I hid it from everyone, even myself. I had just starte