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Alpha Atticus POVWe extended our honeymoon vacations until the end of Summer. The change in the weather was noticeable when we came back. The temperature is dropping and the breeze is more chilly in the mornings, the leaves are falling and preparations for Winter are being made. As soon as Viviane felt ready and settled down with her duties as the new Luna I gathered everyone to tell them the good news. Viviane is wrapped in a warm shawl, I have my arm around her shoulders and have her pressed to my chest in a comforting way. We stand in the front stairs of the mansion, from here I address our pack members. We could have asked for the town’s hall but we wanted the announcement to be more close and personal.“Thank you all for being here on such short notice.” I began to say, scanning the group but was suddenly interrupted. “Sure, we don’t want you to summon us with your Alpha command.” A voice came from the crowd and a chorus of laughter erupted.Is Roger, a man in his thirties, ju
Viviane POV This big round belly is so heavy that I wished for the babies to keep growing but outside the womb. Selene heard my prayers because the Females Beta and I were having a big gender reveal party at the packhouse when I started to feel the contractions kicking in. They were happening too close to be ignored and I was rushed to the town's hospital. We had planned for a birth in the city but transportation in my estate is too risky. As soon as we arrived at the ER I had all the medical staff on me. This is a hospital save for shifters and they were expecting me to rush me in the labor room the moment I came through the door. What I thought was going to be a smooth birth has turned into a few hours of continuous tight constractions. “Ugh! Fuck, this hurst! How close I’m I? I fucking feel drained already and these babies don’t seem to want to come out.” I cursed agitated between pants of air. I’m a mess of sweat and tears. Strands of sticky hair are plastered over my forehead.
Paul POV “Your are so fucking wet and ready for me, doll.” I retrieved the two fingers I used to stretch her tight pussy and grunt as I pushed the tip of my cock inside her, marveling at how I entered in and out of her roughly. "Who owns you, little wolf?” I say in a deep raspy voice. I spank her round ass making her jolt, "Ohh you Alpha, only you." The room fills with sloppy wet noises and the slapping of skin. I cover her mouth to muffle her moans. "That's it, your hungry little pussy is only for me. Now hush, you know what happens to bad girls, don't you? Not a sound. Unless you want to be punished.” She nods once in consent and I tug her collar to make her keep quiet. I’m not finished with her yet. I get out of bed and look for what I have placed on the table. There I have all the toys I’m planning to use. The kink is what gets me off. I returned and glanced at the scene before me. On the bed I have a beautiful Omega kneeled facing the mattress, with her arms crossed behind her b
Paul While on route to the palace, I took my cellphone out and proceeded to make some calls. I'm planning on a new way of taking the necessary precaution not to lose track of any of Philip's movements again. I'm thinking high tech or biological measures. He doesn't need to know the details but I will have him pinned. First thing I need to do is schedule a meeting with security services, someone must answer for letting them leave the palace unprotected. Going through my agenda I spot the day Philip's betrothed will be visiting to arrange accommodations in what will be their new home. My mind start to wonder how the Sinclair heiress will fit perfectly for the role of princess, she comes from a wealthy family. They are well connected in the real estate industry and have established themselves in the stock market. The Sinclair's are billionaires with many real estate assets. Money, power and women. Three things needed to keep the world spinning. To be honest, I hated political stuff
Viviane A knock at the door took my attention away from the call I was having with my sister. “Who is it?” “My Lady, your ride is waiting.” “Tell the driver I’ll be right down in a moment, please ask him to wait a minute.” “As you wish, my lady.” The young woman retreated and left me alone. Once the maid shut the door I returned my attention to Lilli who I muted while I attended the servant. “Sorry babe but I have to go now. They have come to pick me up for me to take me to the city today. I’m expected to move next week to the palace before the wedding and there are things I still need to look at. You, on the other hand, must learn to behave yourself, got it little sis?” I love my younger sibling very much but nothing made me lose my mind so much than her rebellious antics at school. Thank god she was almost about to fish and hopefully enroll in college not far away. She can't be trusted to study anywhere else without our supervision. My grandfather is our custodian and ha
Viviane When I turned around two beautiful sets of green eyes stared straight back at me. My curiosity picked up in a matter of seconds. Like an irresistible pull, I found myself lost in his powerful gaze. I don't know why, but he had a smirk on his face. Like someone who knows something the other person doesn't. I compose myself before addressing the man in front me. I greeted him with a little bow courtesy. "You’re, Grace." I was in front of Duke Paul Alexander. I have never met the prince's uncle from his father's side in person until now but I knew it must be him by his features. He and Philip don’t share the same traits. My fiancé has fair skin and ice blue eyes, with only 24 years he looks young and slender fit. The duke's more mature complexion puts him more or less around his mid thirties. Not an old guy by any means, certainly he is in his prime years. With tan skin and his dark hair cut short on the sides, I have to admit he looks dashing sporting a five o'clock sha
Viviane I must confess I was kind of upset after meeting the duke. Something is off with him, I don't like it. I don't like how he can pull me with his piercing stare. Thankfully, I got the opportunity of a brief meeting with my handsome futre husband his royal office and made the proper presentations with the lords. Later, I was escorted to the palace and settled in one of the wings next to the royal family. I wanted to stay close to Philip, but my naughty self wanted me to take a sneak peek to his bedroom, but I mustn't. It’s not lady-like to do so. I’ll have to wait until the wedding night. But we’ll see to that when the time comes. For now, I think he doesn’t suspect I have a crush on him. I’ve been cautious not to confess my true feelings yet. I remember being in a family gathering when my parents received the unexpected visit from Prince Patrick and his wife, Princess Claudia. I was sixteen at the time and when my father told me about their intentions to marry me to the
Paul The craving of her presence is too much to bear. The sight of my beautiful mate was driving me crazy. I went mad when I heard that Philip and Viviane will be taking their wedding pictures out in the gardens tomorrow. A vibrating feeling in my chest had me controlling the growl I’ve been holding trying not to scare off everyone in the dining room. “Paul, are you alright?” Prince Patrick asked in concern. I noticed everyone stopped eating and were watching me. The distraught evident in Viviane’s face hurt me more. I haven’t lost my temper so easily before in front of the reigning family, but I couldn't help it. Before being considered rude, I excuse myself from the table. “Never been better brother.” I cleared my throat and stood up to leave. I didn't care that I didn't finish my meal, I had to take some fresh air or I would have exploded right in front of everyone. Each time I saw them together I wanted to reap Philip apart and take Viviane far away from here. If it were for