I had elected to help with Jacob’s training front he angels, especially since he would be spending a large amount of time with me and my mates. I wanted to make sure that I either could shut his power down or contain it. And holy hell does he have power! The only reason that our favorite archangels are able to handle him is because of special powers from God. Apparently, the existing Thrones aren’t the best at interacting with others. It’s better to have the lesser powered angels do the training because they are closer to humans than a Throne would be. There are three others that have elected to take up the mantle as Thrones: a hybrid bear/witch shifter, a panther shifter, and a descendant of Ares that is also a selkie. For better or for worse (probably for worse), Jacob is in Uriel’s group with the bear/witch shifter. Right now, they’re working on sword fighting and flying at the same time. They have other powers, but getting to understand their bodies and how they move in t

I stand in front of the mirror, watching as my mother sets the flower crown of willowbark, peonies, and pink cyclamen blossoms in my hair. Looking at myself in the mirror, I complete the final touches on my look. I can’t believe how everything was pulled together so quickly, but I guess when it comes to my mother and Naomi, nothing should surprise me. “You look beautiful, bug,” Mom says, surreptitiously wiping a tear from her cheek. “Of course she does! Have you seen the way that dress hugs her curves? Nathan’s gonna drag her off into the woods for some fun before the ceremony is even finished!” Amethyst, my sister, says. “Eww! That’s my brother you’re talking about,” Gray whines. As my best friend, she’s my maid of honor for the handfasting ceremony. With the blessing that Nyx put on me so that Nate and I can have a child, we’re not sure how it will manifest. Is it going to be like wolves, where I’ll only get pregnant if there’s a full moon? Or will it be more like a wit

Holy fucking shit! Nathan has done some things to my body before, making me feel pleasure in ways that I had never known was possible. But to make me cum that quickly and that hard? I had no idea that was possible. I’m still coming down from the high of his touch, Nathan stands between my legs. It takes a second for my eyes to be able to focus on him, but I can see that his face and the muscles of his shoulders, neck, and chest are wet and shining from my orgasm. Honestly, it’s possibly the sexiest thing that I’ve ever seen. Like I’ve claimed him, coating him in the pleasure that he gives me. Gripping the waist of his trousers, Nathan rips them from his body showing that he’s gone commando. I sit up, reaching forward to touch him as he wipes his chest and his face, just making sure that he isn’t dripping with my slick. My hand wraps around his cock and he stills. His width and girth are huge and I have to use both hands to wrap fully around him. Gotta fucking love alph

When we hang up the phone with Ryder, Devin and I sit there just staring at each other. I grab my phone and send a text message to our head pilot, Joan, to see if anyone is available to take me up to Washington tomorrow or the next day. “What the actual fuck is Selene thinking about putting that much information on a 13 year old?” Dev asks me. “I think that she was trying to give him an explanation. But you’re right. That’s a lot of information for someone that young to deal with,” I say. Just then I get a text back from Joan saying that she can take me up there tomorrow at 9. I hurriedly find Roman’s contact information in my phone and shootoff a message letting him know that I’m coming up there and will need a ride to the cabin where Amelia, Ryder, and Kennedy are staying. Then I send a text to Amelia and Kennedy letting them know that I’m coming up. “Couldn’t she have told him what was going on before his wolf came and caused all the havoc that it has? That poor kid h

It had been one month since I had found out that I was pregnant. I can’t believe how fast the child inside me was growing. Or how evil it was. As a goddess, I am able to feel the baby. Know what it feels. Hear, or rather see, what it is thinking. This child is the embodiment of pure evil. The visions that I receive from it are blood curdling. From it being the offspring of a fallen angel and a goddess, it has taken all of our knowledge and combined it together to plan how it will destroy the world, overthrow heaven, and kill the Christian God. With the power that it gains from that, it will be able to create and destroy universes. And rain its evil sense of justice down on the poor inhabitants of those worlds. I had thought that having me as the mother of this child, it would have some kind of goodness, some light in it. Surely it wouldn’t be able to be all evil if it had a mother that wasn’t evil. But it seems that because I became a goddess due to Lucifer’s powers,