I originally wrote this chapter as two parts but decided to combine them to have a better flow. Again, a lot of info-dumping in this chapter. I promise, it's not to drag the story but to actually build the foundation for the next b*oks in the series. I will have another chapter tonight (Sunday night, American time). Thank you so much for still being here and giving Cillian and Kayleigh so much love, support, and gems! Enjoy your Sunday and have fun! Lovelots, KT Valentine.
Kayleigh We all left the boardroom as soon as Zerdan departed. Gio went looking for his stubborn wife while the rest of us headed to the infirmary. Our best friends, Gunner and Gisella, stay with us while Cillian and I wait for the doctor’s arrival. I’m sitting on Cillian’s lap facing Gisella who is also parked on Gunner’s lap, just a few feet from us. As Gisella and I talk animatedly, giggling and laughing, the men stare at each other while they communicate through mind-link. I glance behind me to look at Cillian and smile when I see him nod at whatever his Beta is mind-linking him. I throw a glimpse at Gunner while listening to Gisella and saw him motion his hand as if he’s trying to prove a point in his mind-link conversation. I’m pretty sure that we look hilarious right now but I will not have it any other way. It didn’t take long and the doctor arrives with her staff. The vanilla scent she brings in with her inside the room immediately calms me. Her warm smile inst
TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter includes content that might upset some readers, including reference to miscarriage scare. Please seek assistance if needed. Kayleigh “Gentlemen, may I suggest that you take your ladies outside the room until they calm down. Let’s give Alpha Cillian and Luna Kayleigh some quiet time so that they can enjoy meeting their baby Alpha heir for the first time,” the doctor suggests. “I think that’s a good idea. Let us know when we can come back inside. I know that my wife and my sister can’t bear being around each other but they truly care about the wolf-pup. We all do.” Gio tells the doctor as he and Gunner carry their women outside the room. “All right. I’ll call for you when they are ready to behave.” The doctor dips her head to nod as she gives Gio a warm smile. “Thanks, doc. I apologize for my sister. You know how she is.” Cillian explains, embarrassed by his sister’s actions. “No worries. They were fine.
Cillian Ten weeks. The doctor said that we have ten weeks to prepare for the baby’s arrival. Kayleigh, Gisella, and Reagan finally agree to be cordial to each other for our wolf-pup’s sake. Kayleigh has been low-key acting as the buffer between the two she-wolves who are obviously faking their truce. All three ladies seem to think that we have enough time to get everything ready. They are hyper-focused on baby clothes and baby stuff. The three princesses think that those are the only things we need to prepare for the pup’s arrival. Ten freaking weeks. I will not admit that I’m panicking, but the truth is, I am freaking out internally. There’s so much to do and so little time to do it. Visit my mom so Kayleigh can meet her. Have an official get-together with Kayleigh’s parents. Settle things with my pack. Talk to Kayleigh about both of our packs’ situations. I’m all about going back to Ireland with her to help her pack. But not now. Not while my pack is stil
Cillian Kayleigh stares at Diesel and runs her hand over his arm to inspect the bruises marring his skin. She cradles his hand facing up, her thumbnail pressing in the middle of his wrist pulse point. In a swift move, she brings her clenched hand to her mouth before letting her fangs pierce into her skin without showing the little ones that she can partially transform. At the same time, her thumbnail extends into a claw, cutting a shallow wound on Diesel’s wrist. Again, without showing the kids. In the eyes of the Red Wolf pups, Kayleigh just bit herself with her human canines. Except for Uncle James who hasn’t been updated about our recent capabilities, the adults in the room know that Kayleigh and I can now partially transform and control which body part to shift. Just like the Hybrids and Demon Wolves. Kayleigh immediately puts her wrist over Diesel’s, letting her blood drip over his punctured skin. Everyone watches in awe, mouth gaping, eyes gawking, and
Cillian Fucking Roland escaped. Or—I should say, thanks Goddess, he finally escaped. Gunner and I knew that there are still a few pack members who are loyal to Roland. The only way to identify them is to give them the notion that our security team is weak in hopes that they’d make their move to break him out of his cell. Our plan worked. They might have thought that we didn’t see this coming. But we not only saw it, we anticipated and hoped it would happen. A dozen of my best patrol wolves are tracking the former beta now. Following his every movement. They are instructed to remain undercover until Roland leads them to the one person who also needs to take responsibility of the wolf-war: my Dad. It’s only going to be a matter of time. It’s hard to believe that the man whose life is hanging on a thin line was once a parental figure to all the Wolf Bloods in our pack. Gunner, Kinsley, Reagan, and I
The Past: One Year Ago Kayleigh, Age Sixteen Wolf Blood Debutante Ball, Ireland My entire existence relied on this night. The late August moon was full and bright. My family and more than a dozen wolf packs from every part of the world were here to celebrate this year’s debutantes. My dress was exquisite… long, royal blue silk, and custom Italian couture. I wore my long red hair down. I came ready. Everyone was here at the “Debs” ball to enjoy the food, the music, and to celebrate our wolf blood ties. At midnight, those with wolves would go for the pack run in the woods behind our mansion. Then the moment I have been waiting for will happen. I was finally going to get my first kiss. While my friends and cousins asked The Seer about when their wolves would emerge, or when they’d meet their fated mates, or which career path they should take, I simply asked for one thing: When will I have my first kiss? The Seer said that tonight was the night.
The PresentKayleigh, Age SeventeenFort Woods, Missouri “What are you doing here, Kill? “You know what I’m here for…” A low, possessive growl comes from him. And it makes the center of my womanhood quiver. “You should go…” I whisper, staring at his glowing wolf eyes. They’re melting my insides and making me feel like I want him to mark me. “Why? Why are you fighting this? You know we’re meant to be.” He’s too close. His scent is doing things to my body that I can’t describe. “I don’t know…This doesn’t feel real…This is not real…” I close my eyes. I’m plagued with emotions that I am having a hard time reining in. He presses his forehead to mine. “You’re mine, baby girl.” He brushes my lips with his. “You’re just saying that.” My heart leaps with the things that comes out of his sweet mouth. “Let me show you then…” He winds his arms around me. “What are you doing?” I hate how my body reacts to his. I’m putty to his words and touches. “This…” He crashes his lips agai
Kayleigh Wiping the steam off the bathroom mirror makes me wish I can just wipe off the memory of today’s “welcoming scene” at the driveway. The only good thing about it was seeing Andrei. Knowing that he will be here the whole summit gives me something to look forward to, at least. I can’t say the same about the rest, namely Cillian and Kinsley. I look at my reflection and stare at my glassy blue eyes then move to my skin and the cluster of red on my head. I’ve never felt insecure about my pale skin until I saw Kinsley’s olive skin that gives her a natural glow. Everything about her seems to glow, even her black hair. I run my fingers down my long red hair. I was told that only two percent of the world’s population carry the gene that makes hair red. I wonder how many of the werewolf population carry the gene that makes their wolves come late. I keep telling myself that my wolf is just a late bloomer and not non-existent. It makes me feel better… and hopeful. The kiss with Cill