“Sugarbear,” Blasé called her through their mind link, “could you please come to the pup’s room? I need a little help.” He sighed deeply. “Sure, on my way? Is everything okay?” She asked. “Yeah, just come to their room and you will see.” He snorted. Storm walked into the room with Summer and Megan to see Blasé tied a chair. The three of them stood, staring, and trying not to laugh. “Uh…what going on?” Storm asked with a chuckle. Blasé sighed. “Mama, we pway cops and wobbers.” Ryder informed. “Yeah, and dada’s the wobber.” Rebel smiled mischievously. Storm eyes Blasé. “You’re supposed to be getting them ready not playing cops and wobbers.” She told him with a wide smile. “I was trying to, and they ambushed me and tied me up.” He explained. “They ambushed you, huh?” Summer giggled at her big brother. “Looks like Doltyn’s training is working.” Megan snickered. “Yeah, and I’m gonna have a few words with him.” Blasé told her. “You will not.” Storm stated. “He did what he

“Sugarbear.” Blasé called out. Silas and Karla are on video chat. “They have an update.” He told her. “Already? They’ve only been there for a couple of days.” Storm asked walking into Blasé’s office. “It’s about time you answered.” Silas chuckled. “Oh, zip it fuzzball.” Storm pointed and wagged her finger at him. “Hey, sis! Howzit going?” He asked blowing her a kiss as Blasé glared at his stupid little brother. Silas just grinned at his big brother. “Fine, all is good. I thought I would get my little angels back, but Doltyn is just as bad as you…” she started ”…but I now understand what you were doing.” She admitted. “Whoa.” He said with surprise. “Yeah, I said it once don’t think I’m saying it again.” She huffed. “Say what again?” Silas wiggled his eyebrows. “Shut up.” Storm giggled. “So, tell me what’s going on?” She asked. “Well, apparently, Dillon contacted a few other pack members and told them what happened and what the plan for the pack is. When we

“Damn, we leave for a few days and come back to Gods running amuck on our pack lands.” Silas laughed. “So, now that Thing 1 has returned, where do we start?” Storm asked with a huge grin. “Hey! If I’m Thing 1, who’s Thing 2?” Silas asked. “Do you really have to ask?” Karla asked. “Silas, my love, you are Thing 1 and my pain in the ass brother is Thing 2.” Karla said looking at Storm. “Am I correct sister dear?” “Yup, you are right on target.” They all laughed. “Why just because we love to have fun with our niece and nephews? I will gladly be called Thing 1.” He proudly stated. “Anyway,” Blasé said as he sat down, “we need to start to figure out what we need to do and get as much as we can going before the full moon celebration. So, first things first, we need to find those that have been found guilty and bring them here and review their cases, make sure that their punishment fits their crime.” Blasé stated as he started writing everything down. “Silas, I’ll need you, D

Chapter 18: SilverHawk Selene stood at the altar with Blasé waiting for her daughter to be escorted to her mate. Selene nodded to Althea, who opened the curtain and ushered River to walk down the aisle. River smiled wide and meticulously dropped rose petals of various colors along the carpeted aisle. “Hi, dada.” She waved as she made her way up the aisle making all their guest chuckle and ooo and awe at her. “Hi, princess.” He smiled at her and waved back. When she finally reached the front she quickly hugged her dad and went to her Coco. “Everyone please stand.” Selene instructed. Everyone stood and Tobias escorted Storm down the aisle. “You ready?” He asked. “I can always have Doltyn pull the car around and we can make a quick run for it.” He wiggled his eyebrows. She giggled, “No, Uncle Tobias. I don’t want to make a run for it. I’m ready for this. I know with Blasé and my family beside me, we can do what we have been tasked to do.” She told him. “You and Blasé have all my confid

“Tell him to do that again!” Lylah demand of Storm. “Do what?” Storm moaned. “The thing with his tongue.” “I can’t ask him that.” “Yes, you can.” Lylah purred. “Sugarbear, you good?” She nodded her head; she was too hazy to say anything. “What did Lylah say?” He asked as he nipped her earlobe. “It’s embarrassing.” She whispered. “Awe, sugar,” he cooed as he sat up and pulled her onto his lap, “you don’t need to be embarrassed. We are mates and it’s okay for you to tell me what you want and like and what you don’t want and like. That’s the only way I’ll know how to pleasure and satisfy you. That’s all I want to do.” Storm sighed. “Lylah…we like the thing you did with your tongue.” She finally admitted to him as she hid her face in the crook of his neck. “Anything else?” He smirked as he caressed her back, arms and legs. He placed feather-like kisses on her neck, down her shoulders as he slowly moved his other hand down her back making his way down her thigh, rubbing and m