Arya moves forward to greet her mate. It brings Amelia to my side and I see Ryder watching them, a strange longing quality in his gaze. The act of seeing two mates so happy does something to those in the same pack. We want to share in the happiness. Those that are mated will often touch their mates. Those without mates will often have that same longing look as Ryder has in his eyes right now. Though, that look doesn’t usually show up until a wolf is closer to mating age, typically around 19 or 20. It’s odd to see that look on a 13 year old. When he looks over at Amelia and me and catches my eye, that longing doesn’t go away. If anything, it intensifies. Is it because Amelia has pulled me close to her and is kissing my hair? Before I can think about it too hard, Ryder trots off to the tree where his clothes are so that he can shift and get dressed. He’s kind of followed our lead when it comes to shifting and being naked. I know that he’s used to being around other wolves

“I really don’t like this,” Josefina says, stroking my cheek with her hand and pulling me into her by my waist. “I know, asteráki mu (my little star). Believe me, if we thought there was any other way of doing it, I wouldn’t be going to the Underworld either,” I tell my female mate. Yeah, you heard that right. I’m being sent on a reconnaissance mission to the Underworld. I’m not supposed to go anywhere near the palace or any of the main gods and demons that Lucifer has in charge. More, I’m supposed to do a fly over and see what things are looking like: number of soldiers, how the troops are split, and if things are looking copacetic between the soldiers, the generals, and Lucifer. If I can see Persephone or Nyx, try to get some words with them, but don’t blow my cover just to do that. It’s safe to say that Lucifer is pretty damn pissed at me right now. You know that whole turning traitor and beating the shit out of his army when I came back above ground seems to have pissed

Wolves have been pouring into Arcadia all week. Warriors. Medical professionals. Trainers. Mates. They are all here to participate in the war. A few days ago, the healers had all met in Valhalla to figure out what the plan would be. Those who were natural healers would be going into battle, fighting alongside the other warriors and healing as they went by, as much as they could quickly. And then there would be those who were set up behind our lines, doing surgery, treating wounds, and saving as many of our people as they could. Shifters, who were harder to hurt and kill would be in charge of getting the wounded to the doctors from the battlefield. Seemed like a good plan to me, but I wasn’t really being asked. In this, I’m just a soldier. Though I am an important one. Because I have a mission all my own. While the Thrones and angels are going after Lucifer and the others are taking out as many of the other baddies as they can, I have to go for Nyx. Each war god is g

The second that Alexander stills after his orgasm, I teleport all of us to the bedroom. Though our positions are a bit altered. Jacob is on his back with Josefina straddling him. I’m behind her, between Jacob’s legs and prepared to take our girl from behind. Alexander is laying on the bed beside Jacob, able to have time to recover from his orgasm. Alexander turns to me, a mocking smile on his face. “How do you know that I was done inside of our girl?” “I didn’t. But I figured you could take it out on me by fucking Jacob’s mouth while Josefina rides his dick and I get inside that sweet ass of hers,” I tell him with a smile. Alexander lets out a growl of lust and he moves so that he’s kneeling by Jacob’s head. I look down to see the lewd scene of Josefina rubbing her pussy dripping with her slick and Alexander’s cum all over Jacob’s hard cock. And then I see his ass flexing as he tries to get enough of an angle to single into her pussy. “I might just have to get into

Did you know that Charon’s boat can change size to accommodate the load of people that he’s ferrying across the Styx? Yeah, me either. I’ve only ever seen those pictures where it looks like he’s moving a raft or a gondola looking thing. But when he takes us over, the boat he’s manning is the size of the Staten Island Ferry. Eat your heart out Colin Jost and Pete Davidson. Anyway, with his boat being so big and able to carry so many wolves, fae, elves, gods, and whatnot, it only takes a few trips for him to get all of us to the other side. Cerberus is there, waiting for us. You ever seen a three headed Rottweiler? Yeah, I hadn’t either until today. If it weren’t for the fact that we were getting ready to go into battle, I might think today was well worth the visit just for the cool shit that I’m seeing. Summer smacks my shoulder as she catches me gazing awestruck up at the big ass dog that’s guarding the way into the Underworld. “Get your head into the game, Beta,” sh