"I'm so happy you finally get to come home, Jack. I missed you," Monica says for the third time.
I give her a grin and kiss her forehead. She is holding onto me as if she hasn't seen me for a year.
"How much did you miss me," I ask in a low voice filled with double meaning.
She smacks my arm, but a naughty smile can't help but pull at her plump lips.
"You just got out of the hospital," she scolds, and I laugh.
Before she can say another word, I swing her towards me. I lift her up, and her long legs wrap around my waist. I give her a hard kiss before nipping at her lips with my teeth.
"Well, I guess I need to reassure you that I'm okay," I whisper before kissing her again.
I squeeze her ass cheeks as we walk back to our little house we share. I want her. For the past 24hrs, I have been craving doing ex
TWENTY-SIX YEARS LATER, JACKS, AGE 73MONICA AGE 50 Watching people you love grow old is hard, but knowing my time with them is coming to an end is gut-wrenching. Watching Lenny get wrinkly and Monica's dark hair turn grey is like slow torture. When our aunts and uncle passed, it was natural all of them lived long, happy lives. But knowing Lenny will pass away and we won't is excruciating. She is the same age as us even though we only look twenty-five. When we found out Uncle Scott and Aunt Moira died together in bed while they slept, we had smiled through our tears. Neither of them had to live without the other, and they had seen all of their children grow old. Scott had been 96, and Aunt Moira had been 93. Beautiful ages to leave this world. Even Aunt Simone, who had to live without Uncle Clint for so long, died peacefully with all of us
Helios growls as we charge towards the closest pack, which is a small pack called Sun Moon. It was established not long ago by surviving wolves wanting to be closer to Riverstone and has done surprisingly well. The battle-hardened wolves might be small in number, but their skills are impressive. My warriors flank me as we make a beeline for their closest border. Although Sun Moon is tough, worry is coursing through Helios, and I like poison. Sun Moon is new and just getting into its second generation. If vampires get within their land, their low numbers will be decimated. Because no matter how strong they are, vampires can hit them with numbers. I shift as soon as I cross into their territory and sniff the air. I let my strength roll off of me in waves. If vampires are present, they need to sense me. It might save lives, but as I take in my deep breaths, my senses tell me the vampires most likely di
Hurry up. Hurry up. The thought repeats in my mind over and over again as I pace back and forth near the packhouse. The warriors around me try to act like they can't feel my impatience, but I know they can. Their eyes keep darting from the forest to me. Jason took off over ten minutes ago. He should have at least updated me. Something has to be wrong. Someone I love is hurt. I can feel it! If it were Jason, I would physically feel it....it has to be Lenny or Mon. Jacks- Jas, I told you to update me! Have you found anything? I roar through our link, but he doesn't reply. In fact, I can hear the echo of my words bouncing off a faint wall. Jason closed me out?.?.?. That means he is either fighting or he found out who was hurt. Jacks- High Alert. Stay here. I order the warriors closest to me before darting towards the line of trees Jason disappeared in. I focus o
"Tell me how my mate died," I repeat while taking another slow step towards the bigger vampire. I discreetly sniff the air, and Helios growls within our mind as Monica's scent saturates our nose. I immediately link Jason. Jacks- Monica's scent seems to be concentrated on this male. He is her killer. The others are useless. Jason- useless and weak. These guys aren't even trying to take advantage of their speed in this small space. They fear us too much to move. Use it! Monica instilled fear in their hearts for us, brother. "As my associate said...we were only passing through. Your Luna decided to play hero Alpha King...unnecessarily, I might add. We weren't planning on hurting anyone. Killing innocent creatures who acted in self-defense isn't very noble of you," the vampire lies, and his two remaining friends fall dead behind me. Jason moves to my side, covered
Age 15Third PersonEthan snarls as he rips through the attacking rogues with blinding speed. He watches as the twins usher their Aunts and cousins into the safe room before turning to look back at the burning house. Emmett's house.The smell of blood floods his system. He watches as the Royal Pack makes its first stand in 16yrs against a vampire/rogue attack. He growls as he sees a scentless rogue creep from the forest.He has to make sure no one sees the boys, or the Queen's plan will fail. He darts forward as silently as possible. He twists the wolf's head swiftly, breaking its neck immediately before running back towards his princes.Once in the room, he sighs a breath of relief. The royals knew this day was coming for years and had planned accordingly. King Emmett and Queen Lisa knew the vampires would come for their sons once they hit their teen years. So they put an elaborate s
PG 13 Mature LanguageTHIRD PERSONJason and Jacksonstand tall as they discuss their future with Ethan. Their 6'2" teenage frames are long and lean. Both have their arms crossed as they explain their dream."I'm sorry your mother was not here to lessen the blow," Ethan says lowly as Jackson finishes telling their tale."You knew," Jason says lowly with a glare that could kill."Your mother finally confessed to me the full extent of your wolf spirits two years ago. She confided in me because I, myself, had many questions," Ethan replies with a stern look of his own.Jackson clears his throat, "what do you mean?""Well. Look at me. How old do you think I look," Ethan said while spreading his arms out wide, presenting himself to the boys.Jackson's eyebrows pull together with confusion. They roam their eyes over Ethan's youthful appearance."I look almost identical to when I took the life bond oath. So I asked your mother. She
JACKSON POVI roll my shoulders.After working out for three hours, Jason and I finally felt a little bit better. We both use exercise as stress relief typically. Something our parents taught us. I smile to myself, thinking about the time mom out lifted dad.Dad, Jason, and I had been down in the gym pumping for a competition dad was going to enter when mom had come in. Jason had made a comment about how mom could never lift like dad. We were nine at the time and a little pig-headed. Mom had laughed, shoved dad out of the way, and benched his max weight.She only did one rep, but that was enough. Both our mouths had hung open, watching her leave the gym. Dad then punched Jason in the arm and said, "she is going to make me sleep outside if you keep talking like that boy." I laughed and laughed at both of them. I laughed at my brother, who had thought because mom was female, she couldn't compete against dad, and I laughed at my dad because even though he was hug
THIRD PERSONOne month laterClint groans as he slams down his phone. His new office in the packhouse is large but disorganized. So much is happening, and it is too much too fast. Grief still clings to Riverstone and himself. But along with the grief, Riverstone is also drenched in the need for revenge. Every single wolf is training daily. The protective shifting outfits are being shipped out to all wolves everywhere, and Riverstone wolves are wearing them constantly.Scott is busy rebuilding all the structures that were lost in the attack, including Emmett's home. Scott and Clint know that when the boys return, that is where they will want to stay. Scott and his restoration crew are salvaging as much as possible, but it will still be a new build. Several other homes were also destroyed, but Twin Construction hasn't missed a beat.Vampire attacks are happening all over the world on a large scale, and Clint fears the werewolf population doesn't have three year