Greg"Alpha Ian? What makes you think that the Alpha Ian will willingly help us? People as powerful as that always want something in return. I am a Leopard Shifter so I can't sell my soul to his pack." Keith rambled, I looked at him blankly without offering a response. "You probably could but you're already part of his pack." He rambled on, pacing back and forth briefly before coming to stand before me once more."What makes me think Ian will willingly help us?" I asked with a tsk, earning a bored nod from him. "He's Brian's father." I said, his eyes widened as his mouth fell open in shock."Close your mouth or a fly will lay eggs on your tongue." He shuddered, glaring at me. "That's disgusting." He said, shaking his head."That's explains a lot, actually. That Alpha Ian is Brian's father." Keith said in a thoughtful tone. "Brian has this air around him that makes anyone in his presence want to submit to him." He said, nodding his head surely

Greg  Ian mind linked one of our best warriors and the captain of the secret force that mostly dealt with spying and stealth, Vivian McCaughey who came about moments later. ''Captain Vivian, I need you to summon the very best warriors our pack has to offer and began intense training.'' He commanded in a stern tone. ''Yes, sir.'' Vivian agreed, saluting Ian in respect. "If my Alpha would allow me to ask. Why intense training?" She asked, worry evident in her voice. Vivian was the best of the best, the most trusted of Ian's warriors. The deadliest after the psychopathic couple. ''We are going to war in less than three days.'' Ian added in an icy tone. Vivian's brows furrowed, ''Three days? That's not enough time, sir.'' She argued. "That's why I said the best warriors.'' Vivian nodded, sighing in defeat. She didn't argue with him, Ian's pack could handle this much. It was what they were known for after all.  ''I shall run up all the warriors a

Greg  "What do we have here?" Aaron tsked, blocking my way and preventing me from moving further. I rolled my eyes, was kidnapping Brian a hobby or his or something? "Aaron, I see you're behind this. Again." I said, backing away from him. Protecting Brian was my sole purpose, I couldn't allow any harm to come to him again. Especially in the hands of Aaron. "The king himself." Aaron added with a sly smirk. I wasn't all to surprised that he knew that I was a king. I didn't even care to ask him how he knew, I was too busy trying to keep my cool and not maul his to death. Nothing this guy did was enough to surprise me. I backed away from him once more, tightening my grip on Brian's lifeless body. ''I can't say I'm all too surprised you're behind this.'' I said through gritted teeth.  I gently laid Brian back on the bed, grabbing one of my other guns and pointing it at him. He peeked over my shoulder, glancing at Brian's lifeless body. "A

Greg  I decided to make a little detour before going back to Brian or rather my love as Kyle had put it. I had to go to Earl and find out what being a King meant for my subgender exactly. He had neglected to explain that aspect of my life when he was explaining my mating status. Meeting Aaron had put all of us in an awkward and confusing place we hadn't ever expected to find ourselves in. Everything we knew had been shattered and our very identities along with it. That could be said quite literally for Brian. It was quite rare to find those who had suffered Personality Break regaining their former personalities. Brian's nature was even more tricky as he was a hybrid. Right, Brian was a hybrid. I wonder what Kyle had meant when he said that it was none of the Higher Court’s business that Brian was a hybrid. I will have to ask about that. If that had been the case, it would mean that Brian belonged to the Vampires and thus that made him the Higher Council’

Smut Greg I peeled my eyes open, blinking lazily as I felt the morning sun rays that seeped in through the open window - most likely opened by Kyle when he came to check on us earlier - on my face. Brian was snuggled to my side, his fist clutching the hoodie I had been wearing as he peacefully slept. I smiled softly, raking my fingers through his hair to wake him up.  Today was to be the onset of his heat wave, at least that's what I knew by Kyle's estimates. He didn't know the exact time it would start. What he knew however was that Brian's heat wave wouldn't last longer than a day. Be that as it may, I had to get both of us cleaned up and put him in the nest he had built earlier on as soon as possible. He slowly peeled his eyes open, rubbing sleep away from with his balled fist - the free one that wasn't holding on to my hoodie for dear life. I couldn't get over how breathtaking his eyes were. Brian's crimson eyes were as red as the blood he th