~Aurora’s Point of View~ “My, my… Javed’s been a busy boy. I certainly never thought he’d go that far with a … human. Let alone a … dog. Why exactly is her pussy special? A thousand years and he’s barely looked twice at any woman. And why not turn her? Something is definitely off with this one,” I hear, just before a sting hits me across the face. I gasp as my eyes pop open. My hands instinctively try to move but can’t. I try to scream, but can’t. Blinking rapidly and looking around I see Brenna also bound and gagged, and we’re in a room I swear looks like some sort of medieval torture chamber. If it’s meant to intimidate me, it’s damn well working. The scents of blood, rust and metal loom in the air as I take in several “tools” hanging on the walls that are clearly for killing. Doing all kinds of things I don’t want to think about. Lucy forces me to stare back at the person who slapped us, and I find a male with a smug grin on his face. His clone stands across from Brenna, who l

~Aurora’s Point of View~ ~Earlier That Night~ *That rabbit was good enough, let’s go get some cake so we can get home,* Lucy says, taking me a bit by surprise. She hadn’t been run in a week and I was certain she’d want to gallup about for at least an hour or more. I wait while she watches a pack member who is only out for his second shift get a squirrel and we beam with pride. Seeing any wolf master hunting and being able to provide for themselves is always a happy thing. Generally speaking, I haven’t even had Lucy all that long, but I feel wise beyond my years already. Like we’ve been in the thick of it together forever. After I mind-link two of the pack that I’ve had my fill, I begin to trot back. We went in a direction that I’m not terribly familiar with, and Lucy was too busy staring at a male’s ass on the run to really pay attention. I groan in frustration after twenty minutes when nothing looks familiar. *Hold on, hold on. I’ll find a scent and we’ll figure it out, ye of li

~Javed’s Point of View~Despite one of the councilors supposedly being unavailable, I find a full house tonight. I immediately relay the story as I explained it to Aurora and note that vampires must have already been looking for my intended. Or looking for me. Why would they just be on the outskirts of the pack? Specifically from Setareh’s nest at that!“As you can imagine, dozens of her children have filed complaints, they want your head. They’re furious and there’s a serious power vacuum now at her nest. It’s already ugly and many will die. Killing your maker has quite a trickle down effect,” Arthur states. I nod understanding, but don’t speak. Everyone’s eyeing me, expecting me to flip out. I’ve always prided myself on being calm, few vampires are, they react. I wait patiently as they review my file and Hassan speaks on the previous acts Setarah committed. They also rehash what I did to her in order to get punished the first time. While the councilors are generally thorough, the

~Mason’s Point of View~ I can’t take my eyes off Aurora, not for a second. I’ve had far too long to fantasize about having her again, and now her damn vampire of all people is delivering her to me. He wrote to me last month and asked if we could meet. I didn’t know what to think, though he assured me in the letter that nothing was wrong with Aurora. But when he came last week to talk to me man to man, it was clear that wasn’t the case. Things were very wrong. It makes me sick she got caught up in his bullshit. Vampire bullshit. If she’d stayed with me where she damn well belongs, she wouldn’t have any worries. Just being happy, being a mom. It warmed my heart to find out she did have a daughter, but it just isn’t the same as having your own true pup. *We’ll give her many,* Jaxon says, matter of fact. He eyes our mate, drooling over the curves she’s developed but it's clear she’s also got some muscles. Her calves almost look like she’s a runner. I need those legs wrapped around me

~Aurora’s Point of View~ I settle Rosemary down on a towel that Mason has laid over her bed and thankfully she doesn’t wake. He’s that paranoid about Javed’s scent transferring that he had to put a towel down?? I roll my eyes but remove the baby wrap and hold it to my nose. I nearly lose it again with the heavy scent of his Persian spice mix and vampire combination. When I hear the water in the shower turn on, I struggle to get it together. He’s going to expect me to shower with him, naked … obviously. That’s what mates do. When I was with Mase before I didn’t feel like I was cheating, I didn’t feel like I was sharing my body with another in shame. Because, well I hadn’t done anything physical with Javed. And I was blindly in love with Mason so it didn’t feel wrong. But now… Involuntarily, I hug my empty belly thinking about how many times we’ve made love. How I should probably have had two babies by now with as many times as we did it. While it was always heaven, I can’t deny