Meldec POV“Do you ladies still want me to show you how to do a fishtail braid?” Cedric leans over the bar, running his finger playfully down one of the girl’s noses, making her giggle. What the hell is a fishtail braid? My beast is snarling inside me, getting more and more upset by the second as I watch Cedric continue flirting with the brothel girls, completely ignoring me even after all this time. “Is that one of the services you were going to offer the Luna?” Another girl who is straightening a bright pink bow in his hair asks. This is what I’ve had to watch the past hour or so. All the women here are fawning all over my mate and I feel powerless to stop it. The girl that was messing with the bow in his hair was now leaning on his shoulder, laughing at something he had just said that I missed completely because I was too busy watching her touch him.That really gets my beast snarling, his growls echoing loudly in my head. “You fucked this up. Fix it!”“I would if I could,” I gr

Lachlan POV I watched as my wife, my mate, threw herself into the arms of another man. Cedric caught her, cradling her head with his hands, whispering words into her ear until her head went slack against his chest. “She was having another anxiety attack,” Killian whimpers, “And she wanted him and not us.” I narrowed my eyes at the man still standing on the other side of my horse. He was watching Cedric and Lira with an amused smirk on his face. Did she panic because of him? Did he hurt her in some way in the past? She clearly remembered him, but if remembering him caused her to react like that, what was she remembering exactly? "My mate," Killian whimpers, feeling tiny bursts of her anxiety and fear in his growing bond with her. I want to feel it too. Even right now, with her not alright, I want to be able to feel her directly too, not just feeling my lycan's reactions to feeling their bond. When I look back at Lira and her siren guardian, he has her asleep in his arms, holding h

That filthy dog. I watch him as he storms down the hallway, his hackles raised for whatever reason. He says he didn’t do anything to my princess, but under the circumstances, I don’t know if I believe him. The ladies of the brothel all had stories of their alpha and his womanizing ways. Every one of them had claimed to have slept with the man at least once. I asked Meldec before sending him away if what those women claimed was true, and he confirmed it. Why Ela wanted to spend time in the place her husband used to frequent because of such vulgar circumstances is beyond me. She acted as if she wasn't bothered by it, but why wouldn't she be? I got jealous, despite myself, seeing my mate talking to the bartender in such a familiar way. I couldn't help but think about the possibility of the Gamma of this pack spending time in the brothels with his Alpha and Beta.When Cherum and the guard showed up to the packhouse after I brought Ela back and told me a bit more about the situation at th

Cedric POVMy muscles are screaming at me by the time I get near the underwater cove that is hiding our grand kingdom. It is cloaked and hidden away by magic in the center of the ocean, and I had to swim at top speed to make it here quickly. I didn’t want to spend too long away from my princess. I’m worried about her. If I can’t get permission to reveal everything to her, I’m scared she will just keep hurting herself by keeping everything in. The underwater city is magnificent, the towers emitting their vibrant glow, lighting the city around it. The minimalism of everything makes the city's natural beauty shine through. Some parts of the kingdom are inside forcefield bubbles, keeping the space inside dry for whatever purposes the area serves, but most of the kingdom is entirely open to the ocean’s sea life and natural elements. The towers making up the castle the king lives in with his royal court and noble knights, such as myself, are at the center of everything, a beacon for all s

I forgot that my office is a mess. Walking in, I groaned loudly, wishing I had just let the omegas clean it for me. I try to get the worst of it picked up, but give up when I get to my desk and everything scattered around it. I’m too tired and feel disgusting after this morning's events. My hands are still covered in blood and grime, not really working effectively in cleaning. I leave bloody smears on everything I touch. A lot of the papers that were on my desk were for Lira’s festival this coming weekend and I don’t want to get them dirty if I can help it. I fell down in my chair with an exhausted huff, then leaned back closing my eyes, wishing for all this to be over so I could get back to my mate. If I go see Lira right now with my appearance, she might panic again. I need to get cleaned and look less monstrous before I go to see her. “I didn’t get my mate time last night,” Killian whines. “I didn’t either. Stop complaining. I will give you extra time with her tonight.”“Good,”