THIRD PERSON
Jason and Jackson tug on shorts as they enter the cells with caution. Each doesn't know how to feel. Their best friend, guard, and brother has found his mate. But somehow, it doesn't feel like a happy ending for the mateless Beta.
Ethan paces the hall in front of the female vamps cell, pulling his hair and cursing under his breath. His protective suit is stained with vampire blood and soot.
"Chill, man, we will sort it out," Jason says, seeing their friend's expression.
Ethan's head snaps towards them with a growl. "I COULD HAVE SAVED HER. SHE WAS A HUMAN. THOSE LEECHES GOT HER FIRST BECAUSE I WASN'T LOOKING FOR HER," Ethan explodes, and the Lycans roar back at his disrespect
"I'm sorry, but it's true. I didn't think I would get a mate so soon since our lives are going to be ....... FUCK... who knows how long. And she was alive. Breathing. Now, look at her," Ethan collapses to the floor.
Ethan tucks his knees to his chest and wee
AMELIA POVI can't seem to get air into my lungs fast enough. The Kings, THE KINGS, are my mates. That's the only thought I have before my eyes close. Slowly my body relaxes, and my brain wanders into dreamland.My dream isblissful. I'm in my wolf form running. The air is crisp and fresh. No matter how fast I run, I never seem to get tired orwinded. I smile at the thought of everlasting energy.In the distance, I see a stream. A beautiful stream that seems untouched by any human hand. As I approach the softly flowing waters, a voice sounds in my ears."Amelia, Sweetheart," a familiar woman says, making me whip around.My breathtaking mother stands there with her arms by her sides and tears on her face. My wolf whimpers as I dash towards her."Easy, baby girl," she whispers as I drop at her feet in wolfish despair."I don't have much time to tell you what the Goddess wants me to tell you, Sweetheart. You must listen," my mother sa
AMELIA POVThey look so tense, and it makes me nervous. I glance around the room and realize I'm in some kind of clinic. My left hand has a nasty IV in it. I move to take it out, and one of my mates grabs my hand."Please don't. You are a little dehydrated," he says softly with pleading eyes.I nod and clear my dry throat. My heart paces loudly, and my hands begin to sweat, but I have to do this."Please sit down. We need to talk," I say in the calmest voice I can.Both the twins tense even more before sitting down in chairs on either side of me."First off, Hi, my name is AmeliaBrùn. I am the daughter of the late Alpha Connor and Luna Marian Brùn,and I am 20 yrs old," I say.I cringe internally at my weird formal voice.It feels so weird talking to Royalty. Royalty that I have idolized. Royalty that I am somehow mated to. I look between the twins, slowly waiting for them to respond, but their eyes are unfocused. They are l
JACKSON POV"Just treat melike you do the other females. I don't deserve special treatment," she whispers.And we roar. Jason bangs on the bathroom door aggressively, but I grab him. I drag my brother from the room as my heart breaks for our mate.Jackson- Gordon send guards to the Hospital. Your Queen needs to be escorted to her room. Tell the guards to keep their distance but not to let her out of their sights.Gordon- yes, my king.I can't believe we have been so stupid. Mother and the Goddess are probably both disappointed. In an attempt to protect she-wolves, we ourselves have begun to use them. We no longer value their strength but their reproductive abilities. Mother would knock us in the heads if she had the opportunity.While the she-wolves we mated were very willing, they were still used and discarded. Our soldiers enjoy all the unmated she-wolves as much as possible instead of waiting for mates. Each unmated she-wolves has multipl
AMELIA POVI wait until Ihear the door close before I escape from the bathroom. Apparently, Jason vomited in more places than one. The bathroom reeks.I sigh, grabbing my folded clothes from the side table. I wish the interaction with my mates had gone better. But I just can't, in good conscious, act like it isn't happening. It's wrong. Even if the king's mating of humans ends, that is nothing compared to how our she-wolves are treated.I barely get my shirt over my head before there is a knock on my door. I throw on my sweats quickly, just as the knob turns."Afternoon, My Queen. The Kings asked for you to be escorted to your room. I will also let the cooks know you will need lunch," a stocky-looking wolf says as he enters my hospital room.His eyes hold steady but respectful, so I nod. I follow him from the room tentatively. Suddenly a second man is behind me, and my instincts take over. I drop down instantly. I swing my leg around, tripping the
PG 13JASON POVShe looks so muchlike an angel as her pretty blue eyes flutter open. She seems dazed but excited about something. Jackson sits down at her feet while I fold my long body up to sit on the floor by her head."Sorry. This couch is really comfy," she mumbles as she stretches into a sitting position."Please don't apologize. We only woke you so you could eat," I say, pointing towards the dining table that has a lunch tray on it.Her eyes twinkle with hungry excitement when she sees the food, and Jackson chuckles at her. I stand up, offering her my hand. As soon as her smooth skin slides into contact with mine, Eros starts shooting images into our mind. Ideas that make my length tighten. I resist the edge to readjust.I shake my head and try to focus back on our mate. But that just makes me check her out. Her body is slender but toned. She has to be close to 5'11" because she reaches our shoulders. Her breasts aren't small, but the
Rated RMOON GODDESS'S POV.I watch with a happy heart asmy beautiful great-granddaughter soothes her mates and their broken hearts.When they lost their family, they truly lost their way. It was awful seeing them lose someone year after year. These twin humans were so much better than my human mates.They loved wholeheartedly and were loyal beyond belief. If only I had seen the malicious intent behind the angelic faces of my mates. I could have saved myself so much pain. I sighEven with the matebond, I watch so many werewolves go through heartbreak. The wolf spirits love their mates completely and totally, but the human side, I sigh. Rejection, lies, power-hungry plots, manipulations, rape.... the list is endless. It is rare to find a pure human soul, but the twins are damn close, as was their mother. I owe them for all the pain they have experienced and will experience. I shudder at what is to come.I move towards my cabin. Part of my pla
AMELIA POVI stretch as best as I can as my eyes slowly open. My body is covered with warmth and blissfultingles. I glance at both my sides and sigh. The Kings are still sleeping. Lost in peaceful slumber, their faces still hold so much sadness. Jason's dismay so far has been easy to see, but Jackson'shas been hidden.But now, both men have deep frowns marring their perfect features. I trace my fingers across their foreheads, and the big males sigh. A smile widens across my face as I watch the effects my touches have on them.A faint breeze from the AC has me glancing down at my exposed chest. The events from yesterday flash in my mind, and a blush begins to heat my skin.After spending only one day with them, they had seen more of my body than anyone else. I shuffle down the bed slowly. I need to find a shirt and clear my head.My feet touch the soft carpet in silence. I open the door to the room-like closet. Half the closet has women's clo
AMELIA POVThe training field is impressive. It has wrestling mats, a track, multiple racks of training weapons, and plenty of wolf form sparing room. There is even an obstacle course that screams difficulty. No wonder the Royals are doing so well in the war. Their training equipment is to die for.One of my mates sent a pack link calling for the females about 15 mins ago, and I am super nervous about meeting the she-wolves of Riverstone. Will they be pleased with me as their Luna/queen? How are my fighting skills going to match up against professionally trained wolves? If I didn't have the twins on either side of me, I would have already bolted.Females are trickling into the field consistently and, while my nerves are at an all-time high, it's nice to see this many she-wolves in one place. I wouldn't say the female numbers match the males, but I'm betting it's close. Maybe a 65% to 35% ratio which is fantastic in this time.Burly number one, who I learned o