The Consort's Fate - The End

Finn Weston (The Consort) Brayden Emanuel (Vampire)

Five years have passed since the Secondaries took the world by storm, ruthlessly killing humankind and vampires alike.

Now, hidden in the shadows, Brayden must band together with an unlikely group of companions to restore justice to the world and save the only man who has ever truly made him feel alive.

Brayden believes rescuing Finn is his final test... the one which stands between him and his happily-ever-after.

Unbeknownst to him, a more powerful test begins to unfold, pushing him to the brink of emotional sanity as he tries to solve the riddle...

How much are you willing to fight for the one you love?

The Consort's Fate - Chapter

*Warning Adult Content*

Chapter 17

Asher

I looked at Rory, surprise written on my face as he declared the man in the picture to be the brother of the gingers I've come to know. They were around the pack-house a lot. Though Liam was older by a year, Rowan acted like the older one, always trying to take care of Liam. They did a lot of manual labor but I've gone on patrol more than once with them. They were nice people. Serious but took the time to enjoy life. I really enjoyed patrolling with them, learning much from the two experts. To think I may very well be related to them, to have actual living family? It was almost too much. My eyes went to the picture in my hand. It was old, the color fading while the edges were wrinkled and torn. On the back, written in flowing letters, was 'Asher, November 7th.' The woman in the image was beautiful. Her dark, flowing hair falling well past her shoulders, bring out the blue in her eyes. She was gorgeous, smiling down at a small, sleeping form. The man in question was leaning down, pressing his lips to the head of the infant that I knew to be myself. His eyes were full of love and happiness. He was ruggedly handsome, unshaven and red hair on the shaggy side. Now that I thought about it, he did, in fact, look frightfully similar to Liam and Rowan. 'C-could he be my f-father?' "I don't know," Kade said, kissing my temple, trying to comfort me. "But we'll find out. I promise you." I nodded, looking at the other object in the box. It was my mother's keepsake, where she kept her most valuable things in. Besides the photo, there was a necklace with a ring on it. The inside engraved with the word 'Forever'. There were a few old coins as well as a seashell and a few other knickknacks alongside it. I replaced the photo, hugging the box to my chest once more as I tried to remember her, tried to remember anything but that night. The blurry image of being swung between two people but that was it. A lone tear escaped as I failed to recall anything concrete. The feeling of Kade's arms tightening around me was comforting. I pressed against him, resting my head on his chest. His heartbeat was strong and steady, lulling me away from the pain. 'I'm okay now.' "Are you sure?" I nodded, moving to stand. Kade helped me up, giving me one last hug before Rory lead us out of the room. The rest of the house wasn't as bad as the bedroom but the smell was still present. Kade pressed me against his side as we walked, shielding me from the unwanted images. The ride back was quiet. Even Rory, who hated silence, kept to his own thoughts. My mind raced as scenarios played through my head. The fear that Liam and Rowan would hate me was my biggest concern. I valued their friendship and didn't want to lose it. My heart began to pound as we pulled up to the house, collecting our bags after we got out. The pack-house never seemed more frightening. It was quiet as we entered, making it seem even more ominous. We separated, Rory going off to put his things away as I followed Kade to do the same, still clutching the box to me as we entered the family room. "If you don't want to tell them, then I'll stand beside you but I don't think Liam and Rowan are going to be mad at you," Kade stated after setting the bags on the couch, staring at me. I avoided his gaze. He was wrong. They would be angry, furious, at me. He didn't know what I did, no one here did. They would all look at me with disapproval, with disgust. I sighed shaking my head. 'They'll be angry.' "Angry about what?" I jumped, whipping around as I spotted Rowan at the doorway, Liam beside him. A whimper slipped out and I hid the box behind me, lowering my gaze. "Shh, love. Don't be afraid, you know they won't hurt you. They wouldn't dream of it and I wouldn't allow it even if they did." Kade tried to calm me, rubbing his hand up and down my back. Liam and Rowan approached cautiously, a smile on their faces to try and show me they meant no harm. "You can tell us, Asher. We won't be mad at you," Liam whispered, resting his hand on my arm.

My arms stiffly pulled the box from behind me, avoiding their gaze as I presented it to them. With trembling fingers, I opened it. I flinched as I heard their intake of breath. My gaze lifted, catching sight as their eyes became glassy as Liam reached for one of the contents. The photo shook in his hand, a soft whimper leaving him as Rowan gripped his other arm. "H-how?" Rowan managed to croak out, his eyes darting between Kade and myself. Kade looked to me, silently asking permission and I nodded. "We drove past Asher's old home. It was in one of the bedrooms." I stood quietly as Kade told them everything, even my last memory of my mother. They all kept looking at me, trying to judge my reaction but I just stared at the wall. I didn't look even when I heard a pair of growls rumbling in the brothers' chests. "This means that bastard," my heart leaped in my chest before I realized he spoke of my father or at least, who I had thought was my father. "Is the reason our brother..." Liam cut off with a sob. "The reason he killed himself..." Rowan finished in a whisper. I thought back to what Kade said about mates, how they would die without the other one. I took a breath, preparing myself for whatever was to come. 'I'm the reason your brother is dead.' They froze before slowly turning to face me. I could see that they didn't believe me. Though it hurt to remember and the thought of them hating me almost brought me to tears. I needed to tell them. 'I don't remember much, only that my mother was human. She had helped me control my shift, fearing what they would do to me if they found out. The man who I thought was my father was a soldier. The first time we met was on my second birthday. Mother kept her affair a secret, passing me off as his kid but he didn't really like me. It was like he knew I wasn't his. She told me to never, ever shift in front of him but I just wanted his approval so bad.' I barked out a harsh laugh. 'He didn't react the way I thought he would. Mother saved me from his knife and told him we were leaving b-but that night he... if I had just listened... then no one... no one would have died.' I ducked my head, waiting for something, anything. Seconds ticked by without even an intake of breath. Hesitantly, I raised my gaze, immediately seeing the sorrow on their faces. I flinched when Liam reached for me. He paused but proceeded to lay his had on my shoulder. "It is not your fault." Rowan and Kade Nelson nodded in agreement. "It is the man who dared to lay a finger on his wife. It is the man who thought he was better than a child to the point of beating him. It is the man who drove our brother to suicide. It is the man we will kill." I looked at the brothers, taking in the anger, anger that wasn't directed towards me. I hadn't ever felt hatred for that man, always accepting whatever he did but he had hurt them, he had hurt Riley and Fallon and he had hurt my mother. I nodded in response, a fire... a small fire... but a fire nonetheless... burning inside me. "Well this is all well and good but we don't have no clue where he even is." I jumped, turning to see Rory leaning against the doorway, a solemn expression on his face. Kade sighed. "Yeah. Though we've continued scouting the area, there hasn't been any activity." "Where's Eric?" Rowan asked, looking at Rory for an answer. "He's looking into some drug operation in the UK for another pack. Eclipse." At the name of the drug, they tensed. Kade saw the confusion on my face and turned to me. "Eclipse is really rare. It's one of the few drugs that actually affects werewolves. The danger is that it's highly addictive, making wolves a danger not only to themselves but those around them if they don't get their fix. Users are easy to tell. They're hair and fur turn a white color while their eyes black. The darker the eyes, the closer they are to death." His brows furrowed as he thought."Hopefully we can stop it from coming to the U.S."

"Well, it's only a rumor. Eric will be back in a couple days. Hopefully it's false information." That seemed to reassure them. I could see them visibly relax. That seemed to reassure them and I could see them visibly relax. "Well, yeah, if you know about it, when Kade didn't, then it's probably not anything." Liam stuck his tongue out at Rory. He clutched his chest, ever the dramatic. "Oh. How you wound me, Sir. Alas, it is too much, so with tears upon my lips, I bid you farewell from this life," he said, collapsing to the ground and throwing his arm over his face with a gasp. "Rory," Kade chuckled. He peaked out from under his arm. "Yes?" "You're an idiot." He grinned "At least I'm hot," he said and I snorted. 'Yeah, a hot mess.' The screech of outrage that sounded was inhuman. I was already running by the time Rory launched himself after me. We ran around the house, collapsing on the floor an hour later, still laughing our butts off. 'I've never felt so free in all my life.'

Chapter 18

"Aaassshhheeerrrrrrrrr" 'What?' "Play with meeeeee." I huffed, turning away from the small, multicolored cube in front of me to look at the small boy. He had grown in the time we've been here, his skinny body healthily proportioning itself with proper nutriment and care. It seemed that he enjoyed it here. Children from the other pack members would always come over, however, today, there wasn't anyone to distract him. 'What do you want to play?' His eyes lit up. "Cops and robbers." I looked back to the cube with a sigh. I was entertaining myself, seeing how fast I could solve it. So far I had gotten the sides one color in less than three minutes. My present goal was to do it under a minute but I suppose that could wait. I stood up, Fallon cheering and racing out of the room. 'Wait. I don't know how to play cops and robber.' I chased after him but it only seemed to egg him on. Giggling, he ran throughout the house. Had it not been for his inability to keep quiet, he probably would have escaped me. 'Got you,' I sung, a devious grin appearing as I cornered him in Kade's bedroom. I was a foot away when I felt him approach. "Hmmm. What's going on here?" "KADE! HELP MEEEEEEE!!!" I cringed at Fallon's screech. Before I could react, strong arms wrapped around me, pinning me to an equally strong body. "RUN FALLON, RUNNNNNNN!!!" Kade yelled, his voice taking on a strange accent. I watched the mop of blonde hair disappear from the room. I struggled, but his loud footfalls quickly disappeared. Nooo! He's getting away! Kade only laughed and tightened his hold on me. His head dipped to the crook of my neck, lips pressing against my skin. A shudder passed through me and I ceased my struggling. Kade seemed to sense something, his arms relaxing slightly as his tongue darted out. Our bodies welded themselves together, enjoying the contact. His hand came up to cup my cheek, turning my head to kiss me. "GUYS! You stopped playing!" We jumped, separating to see a very offended Fallon standing in the doorway, hands on his hips, ever the diva. He was more annoyed than surprised to see us behaving so intimately. I chuckled, walking over to ruffle his hair. 'Sorry Fallon, Kade distracted me. Hey, how about we go get some food?' He looked like he wanted to argue, his brows furrowing. In the end he just shrugged, his frown turning into a smile. I stuck my tongue out at Kade before following the pup downstairs. On the way, I grabbed the cube I'd left. Alpha Eric Blackwood, who had come back from the UK, as well as Jasper, were eating when we entered. Though I was somewhat hesitant around the Alpha, I didn't fear him. He was, in fact, quite kind and didn't get loud like the other males and even some of the females. I probably liked him because he commanded authority without instilling fear the most. He was worthy of his position. "Why, thank you Asher." I stared at Eric in confusion before it dawned on me. Instantly my face warmed, making his smile grow wider. Instead of addressing it, I sat on a stool, giving Fallon, who was digging through the fridge as Jasper fretted from afar, a glance before turning back to the puzzle in hand. Eric watched me twist it for a moment before opening his mouth, "So you like Rubik's cubes?" I nodded, not looking away from the object. When I solved it, I handed it to Eric to return it to a puzzle. He gave it back to me after a solid ten minutes, "You'll never solve this one." I just smiled, taking the cube back and beginning to twist and turn it as he watched on, wide-eyed. With a grin, I set it down, each face of the cube a different color. Fifty-six seconds. "What?" I solved it in fifty-six seconds. My grin widened at his disbelief. "How do you know?" I counted. I'm good at keeping track of time. He nodded, his smile dampening as he thought. A few minutes passed as we sat in silence until he cleared his throat. "What are your thoughts on school...? You never got to go, right?"

It was my turn to frown as I proceeded his words. It was true that I never received an education, I didn't even attend grade school. I never really gave it any thought before, I never even believed I would be free. There were things that I was severely lacking I suppose. 'I don't really care about it. What I needed to know to survive, I learned, and that's good enough for me. If you all think I'm lacking, though.' "No, no. No one thinks that. I was just wondering because I think you would advance far beyond the average person." - I'll... I'll think about it. In all honesty I had no intention of going to a building full of people I didn't know to teach me things I didn't think I needed. I knew what I needed to to survive. Anything else I could pick up on the way He gave me a smile, as if understanding, and picked up the Rubik's cube to reset it. He watched me for a few moments after handing it to me before returning to his sandwich. Jasper, having helped Fallon make his own PB&J, set a similar sandwich in front of me. I thanked him with a smile before picking it up. My chewing paused as I felt a slight tingling sensation. It wasn't anything strong, ticklish at the most, but I was a bit uncomfortable. Masking my discomfort, I continued eating. After we finished, Fallon had gone to play with one of the pups in the pack who showed up. Free of the ever energetic demon, I went in search of a similarly blonde child. I found her in the study, sitting in a loveseat as she read. She looked up with a smile and I returned it, going to sit on the floor in front of her. "I thought you were keeping Fallon busy?"' Luckily one of his friends showed up and took him off my hands.' "Well, of course he's going to be a handful, he always wants to play, Papa." I looked up at her, wondering if I'd misheard. The redness of her face told me that I didn't. She jumped when I simply shrugged, resting my head against her leg. "Well, you did kinda raise Fallon and I, I mean after, after Rose died." I nodded, a soft smile appearing as I remembered the older she-wolf. While I was abused day in and day out, she came at night to patch me up. She fed me, washed me, and stitched my wounds. Eventually... well, she was found out and given a lesser version of the treatment I received. Unlike me, however, they raped her ever day. She got pregnant which was how Riley came into existence. Fallon was the same. Rose... well she died giving birth to him, leaving a small Riley with a little brother. Through it all, Rose always had a kind smile on her face, never blaming me. I never fully let down my guard, but she was the first one I had ever let close.  I... I didn't realize how much she meant to me until she died. Her last words were of encouragement. She told me that I would get away and she was right. I was here, away from that man, and I was happy. She always seemed to know what to do and say to make things better, huh? "Yeah, she was the best... Without her, we'd probably be dead." I nodded, humming softly as the moments passed. After an hour or so with us sitting in a comfortable silence, I began to feel the tingling creep up again, stronger this time. There was a slight pain in my stomach as if it was rolling. My skin felt a little hot, making me uncomfortable. I'm not feeling so well, I think I'm going to go to bed. She looked at me, worry in her eyes. "Oh, do you want me to tell Kade?" No, I should be fine. I'm just going to take a nap. "Okay, well, night then... Papa." I smiled, Night.

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I awoke with a start, spotting the clock that read 12:00 a.m. as a whimper released itself from my mouth. The room was like a sauna. It was hot, too hot. I twisted in the sheets, dragging them to me and breathing in the scent. I needed more though. I stumbled out of the bed, shedding my clothes. I felt like I was suffocating. I needed... something. The walls seemed to close in, but I continued, my hand on the wall to stay balanced. There was an ache, a deep need that stemmed from my lower regions. I couldn't hold back a cry everytime something brushed against it. I've got to find it. Something in this house is capable of getting rid of this. I... I need to find it fast... Somehow I made it down the stairs. The sensation spiked when I caught a fresh trail leading into the family room. Through the haze, I spotted a tired looking figure sitting on a couch confusion and shock written on his face as he caught sight of me. "Asher...? What's wrong?" Asher? Was that my name? It didn't matter. I quickened my pace, reaching him a moment later. My lips met his as I pressed my body against him, trying to relieve this feeling. His hands reached for me, hunger in his every move. I knew he wanted this as well, whatever this was. I nibbled the flesh at his neck, a growl, almost like a purr, rumbled in my chest. Mate.

The Consort's Fate - Chapter

*Warning Adult Content*

Chapter 19

I wanted to go check on Asher. Riley said it was probably nothing, just a need for sleep after a full day with Fallon, but it didn't keep me from worrying. I couldn't do much about it though. I was on my way to Rickerson territory with Eric and Thalia, Eric's third. We were going to "discuss" territory boundaries. In reality, this was Murphy's last chance. If he didn't take it... well, his pack's going to get a lot smaller. We pulled up to what they called a pack house. The paint was dirty and peeling and the roof dipped. Since Murphy became Alpha, the pack has gone downhill. Their numbers have dwindled, either by death or desertion. No one really wanted anything to do with the pack. They were just a pain in the ass. "Stop looking so glum, you'll get back to your boyfriend by morning." Thalia smirked at my red cheeks before getting out. I followed, sending her a glare, and took my place by Eric as we waited. Asher and I haven't actually defined what we were. He knows that we're mates, but it's like he doesn't feel the full effects of the bond. Heck, I want to tear his clothes off and take him every time I see him. Obviously, I don't, but it worries me that he doesn't feel similar. "...Hey Thalia, what's today's date...?" "November sixth. Why?" I shook my head, as two pack members came out to meet us. "Uh, nothing. Just wondering." We went quiet as they approached, their bodies lumbering as they walked. Both were male, neither good-looking. The one on the left looked like he lost a fight with a cheese grater. The other one's face was puffed up. They stopped a few feet away. After a few moments of intimidation gone wrong, Cheese Grater spoke: "We're to lead you to Alpha Murphy. Any hostile actions will be seen as a declaration of war and the rest of the pack will immediately descend upon you. You are to be quiet and do not wander off." With that, he turned and began walking, Puffy staying behind to take up the rear. I felt the eyes of many wolves on us as we made our way through the smelly, roach-infested home. I could feel Eric and Thalia's disgust. Thalia's lip curled, They could at least try and make themselves look presentable. I nodded but didn't say anything. Cheese Grater and Puffy were getting nervous, their bodies tensing the closer we got to a door. Mr Cheese Grater motioned for us to some, swallowing loudly as he approached the door, hand raised to knock. "Alpha, that Blackwood guy and his subordinates are here." My jaw clenched at his description and I could see Thalia's anger. Even Eric, ever the calm one, was hard pressed to contain his annoyance. Mr Cheese Grater nodded once and reached for the knob. He glanced our way as he turned it, the handle squeaking in protest. The door was even louder as it swung open, revealing a small, unclean room. Sitting behind a large desk in a stereotypical bad guy pose was Murphy. The only thing missing would be a fluffy white cat. I kept my face in check as we walked in, not wanting to increase the tension by smiling. He didn't stand as we entered, his bored expression increasing my anger. I looked to Eric, but he just gestured to the chairs. Murphy looked less thrilled that we were here than we were, but now that we were sitting right if front of him, he gave us his full attention. "Well, what do you want?" Thalia growled at his rudeness, about to stand when Eric replied. "You know why, Murphy. I, and a few of the other Alphas, know that it's your pack trespassing. We've told you multiple times to stop them. This is your last warning. If you don't take it... well, we'll put a stop to it ourselves." The bored expression returned as he rested his chin in his hand. "That's not the only reason you're here is it?" Eric's lips thinned, he was getting annoyed. "No. We're also here about a human."

I stiffened. Asher's father or who we had thought was his father. That man was at the top of my kill list. He was probably at the top of Liam and Rowan's too. Asher didn't seem to care about finding him but I think it's just a front. The man did kill his mother which caused the death of his biological father. Anyone would want a little revenge after that, right? "Given your mutt's expression, I assume this is personal." I snapped my gaze to him, letting him glimpse exactly how much anger I was feeling, anger that could easily be directed towards him if he didn't watch his mouth. "It is, this human has harmed one of our own, his mate." Eric sent him an image of the man from what he pulled from Riley and Fallon. Asher had refused, but none of us blamed him. I'm sure no one would want to think about that man if he did those things to you. Interest suddenly flared in Murphy's eyes, "I'll keep an eye out. If I find anything, you'll be hearing from me." He waved us out, cocking his head as if he was being talked to through his pack link. Eric hesitated before nodding and standing up. We did the same and followed him out the door. Cheese Grater and Puffy were waiting and took up the same positions to lead us out. 'I didn't think it would go over that quickly,' I said after a length, using the pack link so our escorts wouldn't be able to hear. Eric nodded in agreement. 'Well, I don't really know what to make of it myself. Murphy seemed quite interested in the human. It's possible that he'll deliver a corpse instead of the man as is his style.' Thalia chuckled darkly, drawing nervous glances from Murphy's henchmen. 'I just want him dead. I don't care if Murphy does the dirty work.' I nodded as we passed through the front door. Mr Cheese Grater walked with us halfway, leaving us to get in. Though they still stood there when we drove off, I knew the Rickerson pack would be following to make sure we left. It was dark out, the moon watching us from its perch high in the sky. We left relatively early and the meeting didn't take long, but the drive took a few hours. The majority of the time we sat in silence, content to stay with our own thoughts. Mine happened to be about Asher. Again. I was feeling anxious. There was a desire burning in me, stronger than it's been before. It spiked as the pack house came into sight. I kept my face neutral as we got out even though I kept imaging Asher spread out before me. I'm sure the others noticed, but they only sent me a glance when I headed towards the living room instead of upstairs. My body was tingling with need. I was afraid that if I went up to the room, if I saw Asher, then I would lose control. I wanted him to decide when we take that step. I was willing to wait as long as it takes until Asher was ready. He was my everything and I didn't want to ruin it. I breathed in a mouth watering scent, my lust spiking. I scanned the room, looking for the source. And then I saw him. The most beautiful creature, the one I'm lucky to call mine, was standing there. He was naked, but neither of us minded. He looked to be as affected as me, if not more so. The expression on his face as he stared at me was one of need. I tried to conceal my lust. "Asher? What's wrong?" He looked confused. Coming towards me with his head cocked slightly and eyebrows furrowed. I was about to ask once more, but he was already on top of me. Our bodies pressed together and lips battled in a fury of lust. The taste of him was amazing. It was like everything was heightened. I couldn't get enough of him. 'Mate.' That word, that single, beautiful word, was all it took for me to willing lose myself in him. Asher was my mate and he finally saw me as his. Now I would show him exactly how someone should please their mate. My hands roamed him as he ground himself against me, his hips working to get my shaft pushing against my zipper. I broke away from his mouth, earning a whine, and trailed love bites down him until I reached his pink nipple, just waiting to be teased.

His cry only spurred me on, kissing and sucking the little bud until it was red and puckered. Satisfied, I moved on to the other one, giving it the same attention I gave its brother. Asher had his hands fisted in my hair, not bothering to hold in his voice. "The others are going to hear you, love," my voice coming out more like a growl as I realized someone could walk in at any moment and see my mate. With a squeak, Asher was up and clinging to me. I marched us both upstairs and into the bedroom. He landed with a bounce as I threw him on the bed, quickly locking the door before shredding my clothes. He watched me approach with hunger in his eyes. I crawled on the bed like the predator I was, observing my prey before me. I made sure not to put too much weight on him, holding myself up with my forearms. Our lips met again, mine winning the battle for dominance and taking lead. He panted as we broke away, licking his swollen lower lip. I growled and he, seeming to realize what it did, slowly licked it again, staring at me. "You are so asking for it." He just grinned, silently challenging me. I took that challenge, moving down until his manhood was in front of me. I took him in my mouth, smirking around his cock when I heard him suck in a breath. His back arched as he wound his hands in the sheet, a sexy moan leaving his lips. He really didn't hold back his voice. Good thing the walls are soundproof. He whimpered as I began to bob my head, taking him deeper and moving at a faster pace. Soon he was panting, calling my name through the link. I didn't pull away when he tensed, spilling his load into my mouth a moment later. I swallowed it all. He looked down at me with hooded eyes. Keeping eye contact, I moved my fingers to his entrance. He bit his lip as one digit entered him. I made sure to take my time, not only to cause him the least amount of pain, but it was sexy to see him squirming with need. When I thought he was stretched out enough, I removed my fingers with a pop. His eyes went wide as I lined myself with his hole, looking at him for permission. He released his breath, looking me in the eyes, and nodded. And then we were finally one.

Chapter 20

I woke up lighter than I've ever been. I felt wonderful, a peaceful tranquility surrounding me like a blanket. It took me a moment to come to my senses. Images flashed in my minds, images of naked bodies intertwined in a embrace of passion. My cheeks flamed when I realized it was my body doing those things... with Kade. I gasped, sitting up as I searched for him, my body aching in protest. I quickly calmed when I realized he wasn't there. I put a hand to the place I knew he had fallen asleep, the sheets cold. He hadn't been there for some time. For some reason, my chest pained with that realization. I quickly brushed it off, my mind becoming giddy as I remembered last night. I've never been held in such away. Yes, I've had previous sexual experiences, all of which make me shudder to remember, but never one that felt so... so right. The feeling of Kade inside me, of his emotions reaching into the very depths of my being, was something unimaginable. I'd never believed that that type of experience existed, or, at least, not for me. Words spat at me from long ago worked their way into my mind, but I ignored them, instead thinking of the murmurs of sweet nothings Kade whispered in my ear as we held each other tight. I couldn't remember anything he had said, I was barely conscious, but it still made me feel warm and safe as I drifted off. I couldn't help but grin, pulling the sheets to my face and breathing in the scent. It was Kade's, but also mine. I loved the mixture of the two, it was almost intoxicating. I wanted to see him. My heart racing with the thought of seeing Kade, I swung my legs over the bed. Careful not to hurt myself, I hesitantly got up... and fell on the floor, barely concealing a yelp. I froze, the small wave of pain disappearing, leaving a faint, manageable ache. It's been awhile since I've done anything sexual like this so I thought I would be in a lot of pain, but it was nothing compared to before. The grin found its way back on my face. Everything with Kade was different. Making sure I didn't have another fall, I stood, the sheet falling to the floor. It occurred to me that Kade would probably not like me parading around butt naked, given his hounding during the first few days in this form. I walked over to the dresser to pull out a pair of shorts and a shirt, stopping when I caught sight my body in a single mirror. Red markings stood out on my normally pale skin. My neck and shoulders were littered kiss marks, some of which were slightly purpled. I could faintly see marks around my nipples as well. The area at my hips were less prominent, but I could see the print of Kade's hands clearly. Filled with a light, happy feeling, I decided to ditch the shirt and go for just a pair low hanging shorts. I practically skipped out of the room, the pain all but disappearing as I pictured Kade in my mind. I'd find him and, as he caught sight of me, his face would break out in a smile, warmth flooding into his eyes as he looked at me in the way that only he does. He'd approach me, scanning me up and down as he looked at his handwork, and take me into his arms, his head resting on top of mine as he ran his fingers up and down my back and I'd melt into him, falling deeper and deeper into whatever this was. I rounded the corner, almost falling down as I ran into someone. Dreading myself, I looked into the amused eyes of Thalia. "Well, hello there Asher, fancy meeting you here." She glanced at my markings, her face brightening before resuming eye contact. "I'm happy for you two! Now you better go find your mate, he's been grumpy and I think seeing you will do him some good!"

She sent me on my way with a smack on my butt, her laughter disappearing as I headed downstairs. My smile was still present as I went looking for Kade, not bothering to track his scent or call him through the link. I passed many pack members, proudly showing off my marks. None of them commented on them, but they all knew exactly what the marks were from, giving me a warm smile, sometimes with redened cheeks, or patting me on the back in congratulations. I stepped outside, the sun warm on my half naked body even though it was winter. It was rare we had such a nice day during this time. It felt good, the warmth flowing over me. I wanted to get down and lay in the grass, doze under the sky like I would in wolf form. For the first time since I switched forms, I felt the desire to shift rise up. It was odd. I'd always resented both forms, the wolf for igniting my supposed father's rage and the human for adding fuel to the fire. But now... now I felt at peace with myself. Learning the truth, that that man wasn't my father and what he did was beyond wrong, changed my perspective drastically. It was all because of the pack... because of Kade. I rounded the outside of the house, the back patio coming in sight, and my eyes instantly zeroed in on him. There he stood, the simple white shirt and a pair of jeans he wore hugging his body. I felt it then, the need, but not anywhere near the intensity of last night. He must have felt it too because he glanced up suddenly, eyes locking with mine. His gaze torn from mine to the marks and then back. He hid his emotions almost instantly, but I saw it. For a moment I saw it and my heart seized. It was sadness, guilt but more importantly, it was regret. I mentally shook my head and made my way towards him. No. Kade wouldn't be like that. It's just my mind trying to sabotage itself. Just nerves, that's all. But I couldn't quell the nervousness I felt the closer I got. There were a few of the pack around him. They all gave me heartwarming smiles, only becoming brighter as they took in the evidence left behind of last night. 'Kade.' He didn't look up. 'Kade.' Still nothing. My breathing became shallow. 'Um, Kade?' He turned to talk to someone, I think his name was Wyatt. The others were looking between us, confused. 'Please say something, Kade.' "Put on a shirt." I stopped, a few feet away, stunned for a moment. 'W-what?' "Put. On. A. Shirt." 'Why? I always go shirtless.' He glanced down at the marks before looking back at me. "I don't want to see your body like that." I couldn't read his expression. Everything was black. I couldn't think, couldn't process. I didn't realize I had ran until my feet were slapping against the hardwood floors inside the house. The sound drew stares, but I ignored them. I didn't know where I was headed, just that I needed to be somewhere else. I didn't care that I was probably running in circles. I didn't want to speak to anyone. I slipped into a small storage room, needing to use a little force to get the door open. No one used it, there was dust on the few stacks of boxes and cobwebs in the corners of the ceiling. I locked the door, pressing my back against it as I tried to control my breathing. I overreacted. I must have. Kade wouldn't ever do anything bad to me. He wasn't like him... but I also never thought that man could ever be so cruel either. Similar words spoken long ago repeated themselves like a loop track from hell. That man had not wanted to see me either. My body slid down. I brought my knees up, wrapping my arms around them and resting my head. I wouldn't cry. No matter what, I wouldn't show weakness. I wouldn't show anything. The last time I shifted and never shifted back. I couldn't do that now. Kade had seemed so happy when I'd gotten used to my human form again. He... he might not like it anymore, but I can't risk him hating me more than he might now. The pain in my chest wouldn't go away though. I hated it, the feeling. Everything has been fine---more than fine. How can things change so much? I lifted my head, struggling not to whimper.

Last night was what changed everything. He regretted it, I now know. It was in his eyes as he took sight of my body. Was I that bad? It was my first time I'd done anything like that willingly so obviously I was lacking in that department. But I don't think that was what ruined everything. No... He never intended to go that far. I didn't give him much choice, didn't ask his consent. I practically raped him. No, I did rape him. I didn't get consent so that was rape, right? I ruined this. Kade had a right to be angry. I never wanted to see my rapists either. Everything hurt. My heart felt like it was being crushed. Why did I have to throw what we had out the window? I didn't think. I just corned him and forced Kade without even thinking about the consequences. Now I was paying for my actions. I deserved this. I deserved worse. Now matter what Kade chose, I would accept it. I didn't understand everything about being mates, but if he didn't want me to be his anymore, I'd step down and let someone more capable be his. Kade made a mistake choosing me and he's probably realized it now. It'd hurt, watching someone else be around him, be his mate, but I wouldn't complain. My breathing was back to normal, only hitching every once in a while. I was tired, so tired, and I was numb to the emotions that had had me close to tears only minutes ago. The ache didn't go away though. My chest physically hurt, a throbbing pain that only worsened the more I ignored everything. For a second, I wondered if I would die. What was sad was that I didn't really mind if I did. I didn't really question the silence in my head, the lack of the feeling of the pack link, the lack of Kade. In a way, I was aware that I was blocking them, but I couldn't really bring myself to care about it. I didn't want to do anything. I didn't want to see anyone. So many of the pack had seen me run away. They probably wanted answers, but I didn't want to talk about it. I just wanted to disappear. I stayed in that room, in that position, for hours. A few times I heard footsteps approaching the door, stopping just outside. Each time I'd tense up, automatically letting out a small growl, but then whoever it was would walk away again, leaving me alone. Thoughts of Kade kept running through my mind as I sat there. I really wanted to see him but at the same times I didn't. It was painful but seeing him was more so. I didn't want him to have the same expression, the same hate as that man did. I was terrified that he would. Sometime later I realized that the house had long been silent. I crept out of the room, slowly making my way through the dark. I didn't want to wake anyone, didn't want them to see me, so I stepped lightly, barely making any noise, and kept my ears open, holding my breath and straining to listen at the slightest noise. Soon I made it up the stairs and to Kade's room. Opening the door just a crack, I peeked through, breathing a sigh of relief when I saw Kade wasn't inside. I didn't question why he was gone. He probably wanted to make sure he didn't see me. The thought saddened me but I didn't blame him. I went toward the closet, still marveling at how big the inside was. Kade had told me that the left side was mine after he'd gotten me clothes and put them away. Even though I didn't care for clothes in general, I still appreciated the gifts. I grabbed a bookbag that hung on a hook and went to one of the drawers, taking out a few pairs of pants and stuffing them inside. I grabbed a couple shirts off their hangers and did the same. I almost zipped up the bag before remembering to grab socks and underwear. After setting the bag down, I took off the short I was already wearing, glaring at them as if they were the cause of my problems, and threw them into the basket specified for dirty clothing.

I pulled on a pair of sweats and then a hoodie, frowning at the feeling. They were loose, which was the reason I chose them, but I still hated the feeling of fabric covering my skin. It was constricting, almost suffocating. The dislike I felt only increased as I pulled on sock and stuffed my feet into a pair of tennis shoes. I looked at myself in in the full length mirror on the door, pulling at the clothes and frowning. I planned on staying away from sight, but I couldn't always have my guard up. Kade could still stumble upon me. I might not like it, but I had to. I couldn't shift into my wolf, but at least most of my body was covered. Kade won't have to see it now.

The Consort's Fate - Chapter

*Warning Adult Content*

Chapter 21

The sun hadn't risen by the time I woke up. I was confused at first, a happy daze surrounding me as I gazed down at the sleeping beauty in my arms, his soft breathes tickling my arm. I couldn't quite pinpoint exactly why the urge to howl for joy, to show the world that he was now mine, was so strong, pushing against my consciousnesses with a viciousness that was prominent in wolves. I noticed a kiss mark below his neck. And then it all came back to me. From the moment I got home to falling asleep with his name of my lips. Everything. Every touch, every kiss, every single one of his cries that sent me over the edge; it all came back in full force, making me forget how to breathe for a second. I unwrapped myself, ignoring how Asher unconsciously tried to cling to me. I didn't allow myself to look at him as I got dressed or when I slipped out of the room. He probably wouldn't be up for hours, giving me enough time to think. I made my way down to the living room, glaring at where I sat the night before as if it was to blame. I tried to work out a plan, build an apology, but all I could think about was the look on Asher's face the first time he climaxed. That mix of surprise and innocent pleasure was addicting. I couldn't get enough of him last night, bringing him over the edge time and time again till he began begging me for it, crying out my name with such need that I couldn't hold myself back. I ruined him, he was obviously in heat and I ruined him. The innocence he once had was now gone. Yes, he hadn't been a virgin, but his mind was still pure. He didn't think of things like sex. I took him, the purity that radiated from him, and twisted it to fit my need, used it to gain pleasure. I left marks of my greed on him. Everyone would see. I was no better than his fake father, taking whatever I wanted from him. He probably hates me. I sat back, tears filling my eyes. I didn't want that. I would do anything to keep him here, with me. I'd lock away the part of me that ached for his body. I wouldn't care what I had to do as long as he stayed. If I had to get down on my hands and knees and beg in front of the whole pack I would. I had to control myself though. I knew that, when I saw him, I would do something. I needed to cut off that desire, I had to for Asher's sake. If it meant that he wouldn't hate me then I'd cut off any part of me so the rest could fit in. So I practiced until I could control my desire, until my actions were something I wouldn't regret. People had already began to wake up, going about their daily tasks. I heard Jasper in the kitchen making breakfast. I assumed his mate, Lucas, was in there as well, giggling sounding every so often with an occasional playful shriek. I moved to the patio behind the house, a pain in my chest. I found myself envying their relationship, the ease of how they acted around each other. I knew they were intimate, Jasper always having some sort a mark be it a love bite or a hickey. With Asher... well I didn't know what was alright for me to do and what wasn't. I should ask him, but after seeing him break down when he shifted, I didn't want him to go through any trauma my questions might bring forth. It was terrifying. Just thinking about it made me want to howl with sorrow. I distracted myself with some of the pack's company, the tension easing its way out. It was when I was speaking with Wyatt, one of our top fighters, that I felt, more than heard, his approach. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the others with stupidity happy expressions, looking between the two of us. Kade... I didn't look up. Kade...? I felt as if I was suffocating, but I didn't look to him. U-umm, Kade...? I turned back to Wyatt. The others were looking between us, confused, but I ignored them.Please say something... Kade--- "Go put on a shirt." I whispered, not being able to take ignoring him. W-what...? "Go. And. Put. On. A. Shirt." No, I didn't want it to sound that way. It was too cold. 'Why? I-I always go shirtless.'

I finally looked at him, my eyes zeroing in of the evidence of my betrayal, my sin, before meeting his. "I don't want to see your body like that." It was his eyes that made me instantly regret it. They were dead though he was breathing. The pain in my chest renewed full force, almost making me gasp, but I schooled my expression. He was gone a second later, his running the only indication that he was upset. No, he was beyond upset. I felt it in my very soul. I did something horrible. I don't understand everything, but I did exactly what I tried not to do. "What the fuck was that?" I looked at Wyatt, taking in the anger and confusion that were similar to the other's faces. "I-I think I just m-messed up..." My voice cracked, emotion seeping in. I realized then that I couldn't feel Asher anymore. He'd closed himself off from me. "Damn right you did! Why would you act like that? He was so happy to see you and you just act like a dick!" He was happy? I didn't notice. I was too intent on ignoring him, too wrapped up in my selfish need to make myself feel better. "What do I do...?" Desperation coated my words but I didn't care. "Well, for a start, you better chase after him and beg for forgiveness." He gave me a dirty look, "Asher has special circumstances but that doesn't mean he's something fragile. You should know this." With a nod I accepted his words, already on the move. Asher's trail was completely chaotic as per usual. I passed many others, each stopping me and giving me an earful on how to properly treat mates before ordering me to do the same thing Wyatt said. It seemed that they all knew. I doubted Asher stopped to tell them so it must have been Wyatt and the others who saw. They knew exactly where Asher had gone but didn't tell me, forcing me to unravel his scent trail on my own. It took awhile, but I finally reached a door where it stopped. I knew Asher was behind it. I felt him. The door suddenly felt imposing, my mind warping it into something unfriendly. I went up to it, raising my fist to knock, but the small, barely audible growl stopped me. I wanted to whimper, to curl up on the floor and cry. I hated myself at that moment, more than I ever had before. I left him alone, fearing to make him angrier at me. Through the day I periodically went back, earning a growl each time. I began to hate that door too. It judged me, mocked me as it kept me from my mate. I didn't want to talk through it. Asher deserved me begging for his forgiveness in person. Every time I left I felt worse. The others scolding me only contributing to my bad mood. I knew what they meant, how I'd hurt Asher. They told me how proud he was to show off he was mine. Some mate I was. I couldn't even look past my own insecurities to see what my Asher felt. I only looked at the bad, jumping to conclusions. I fell asleep in the living room that night, tossing and turning as images of Asher leaving plagued my dreams. I woke up once through it all, thinking I'd sensed him, but it was only my imagination, the feeling disappearing a moment later. Early the next morning I trudged up to my room. It was there that I notice his scent, breathing it in as soon as I passed the threshold. He hadn't entered this room when he ran so he must have came in the middle of the night. The pain in my chest that I was beginning to become used to flared at the thought of Asher feeling like he had to sneak in. I followed the trail to the closet. Instantly, I noticed the clothes that were missing, becoming confused. Asher hated wearing clothes, absolutely hated it. He felt them too restricting. No one blamed him for it, we all felt that to an extent, but Asher hadn't worn clothes in years before he came here. It was understandable. What wasn't though was the fact that he'd chosen clothes that would practically cover his whole body. He even took shoes. He never wore shoes.

I began to worry, wondering if he meant to disappear. If he did then the best way would be to stay in human form and travel through cities, his scent mixing with the humans' and being lost to us. It would explain the need for clothes. I raced out, not bothering to close any doors. I tried to reach him through the link but he was still blocking me. A few early birds gave me weird looks, but I didn't stop to explain why I looked like I was running for my life. That was exactly what I was doing though. Asher was my life and so much more. I skid to a stop, staring in horror. The door that I'd hated so much was wide open. My approach was hesitant, my feet dragging though my mind raced. He wasn't there. The room was empty, but his scent engulfed it. I could tell that he had stayed with his back against the door the whole time, listening most likely. The memory of him growling at me through the door flashed through my mind. I crumpled to the floor, pain searing through my chest, getting worse every second that passed. I knew what this was, I'd heard the tales. I needed to find him. Before he rejected me. Gasping in pain, I stood up on wobbly legs, using the wall as support. I couldn't find him in time, I knew. His scent was everywhere. Someone must have seen him though. WHERE'S ASHER? I felt the confusion in the pack, all their questions coming in at once as they woke. I didn't care, not one bit. My only focus was Asher. The pain was getting worse. "SHUT UP. JUST TELL ME WHERE HE IS. I NEED TO FIND HIM RIGHT NOW." 'Why? Shouldn't you make up to him on your own?' Rory asked, scorn dripping with each word. I hesitated, not wanting to admit the truth. 'He's rejecting me.' Just saying it made pain shoot through me. The others shied away from the link, feeling part of it. They were back a second later, calling more and more of the pack, asking if anyone had seen Asher. A rejection was certain death. No one wanted that. What about Riley and Fallon? Has anyone seen them? Someone piped up, making us think. Oh! I saw them leave towards the woods a hour or so ago! Someone else supplied, sending an image. I had already shifted and was running to where it was. Sure enough, I caught their scent. They hadn't bothered to pull an Asher, creating a web that only the best tracker could follow. I smiled despite the situation I was in, longing for Asher to be here so I could praise him. My pace quickened. Suddenly the trail shifted, making a hard left. I followed it, almost instantly coming face to face with a small, panicked boy. I braced myself for what was coming. I landed on my side with a jolt. Riley! It's me! The growling stopped. I heard her sniff once before she got up. I did the same, huffing. Where's Asher? I demanded more than asked. Riley hesitated, looking once at Fallon, before answering. 'We were following his trail. It took us forever to get this far, but we think we know where he is.' She sent me an image that shocked me. I was off again, knowing exactly where to go. Fallon had shifted, following beside his sister. They were quickly falling behind but would be able to easily follow my trail. Soon enough, I saw my destination. The trees ended and I skid to a stop in a small clearing. This place would forever be burned into my memory. Asher sat right in front of the territory border, staring at me with wide eyes, so different but so similar to the first time we were here. I shifted, not caring about my nakedness as I moved across the clearing where we first met. He scrambled to his feet, a panicked expression on his face. I noticed everything. How he moved in a defensive manner. How his mouth formed a frown when the clothes he was wearing rubbed against him. How he didn't meet my eyes. It pained me to see him so uncomfortable, knowing he did this because of me and my childish actions. I didn't stop, walking straight to him. He backed up until his back hit the trunk of a tree. I ignored the growl he was emitting. This wouldn't be like the first time. He wouldn't get away. This time I was the one that lunged.

Chapter 22

I didn't know what to do. Everything was jumbled. I was wearing clothes, but what would it really accomplish? Tugging at the restricting fabric, I thought back to Kade's words ' I don't want to see your body like that.' It hurt. It hurt so much that he didn't want to see me, to see my body. Doubts flooded my mind as I made my way outside, unsure exactly where I was going. Did he not want me? Was I not good enough? Does he hate me? Everything seemed to hurt. It was like my whole body throbbed with the ache of rejection. I wandered through the woods, randomly choosing directions. My trail would be almost impossible to untangle for the average tracker. Pain laced my heart as I remembered how Kade would brag about my knack for making even the best trackers lost. Rory would grumble and claim it never happened to him and they'd go back and forth as the rest of us watched on amused. Why did I have to ruin things? I don't understand why I felt such an intense need to touch Kade, to mark him. I pushed too far. We could never go back to the innocence of our relationship again. I didn't even stop to ask if he was okay, all that was in my mind was to join with him. He obviously regretted it, having left the room early in the morning and not wanting to see me. I know he came by the room I was hiding in, but that didn't mean he wasn't still upset. Kade's a nice guy, he would try and be civil. Plus, the others probably convinced him to try and talk to me. I doubt he even wanted to though. I wouldn't blame him. I came to a stop when a small clearing came into view. My heart thudded loudly in my chest. This was the same clearing I used to sit in for hours, wishing I could be on this side. The warning against going near here rang in my mind. Even so, I exited the tree line. It was chilly, but the clothing kept me warm, not that I liked them. I took small, hesitant steps into the clearing, my senses straining to pick up anything unusual. My feet came to a halt when I reached the border. I looked across, opposite of how I had a long time ago, before sitting down. I thought about my life before. It was empty of anything good. Well, besides Riley and Fallon though I used to think them more of a burden. I felt I had to protect them and that usually brought me pain. Looking back though, I know I would do it again. All the beatings were nothing compared to the pain I was feeling now, but even so, my life was better. I had a pack, a family, something I never had with my fake father. I didn't know exactly how I felt about him. For so many years I thought he was my birth father, that he had a right to treat me as he did because he gave me life. Now that I realized that my real father, Kaleb, was a part of this pack, that he killed himself because of my mother's death, I didn't feel anything but disgust for the man who beat me. Hell, I didn't even know his name. I thought back, with teary eyes, to the time Liam and Rowan took me to their parent's home and introduced me as the child of their older brother. Tears ran down their faces as they embraced me, not once blaming me for their son's death. They welcomed me, taking me into their home where we looked through countless photo albums, each photo coming with a story. I showed them the picture I had, the one currently in my pocket, and let them scan it, happy that there would always be a copy of it. After that, we ate and talked. I didn't tell them my past, though I knew that they knew, the whole pack probably knew a little bit. They didn't ask any questions about it, instead, they asked how I liked the pack and telling me all the things we could do together. It was great and lasted until Kade came to get me when the sun began to set, igniting a teary farewell and promises to visit often. I grinned thinking about my family, my pack. It was gone a moment later when Kade's face came to mind. 'I really screwed up.'

I wonder if he'll forgive me? If I promise to leave him alone? Even if he finds someone else I wouldn't cause trouble. It would hurt, but all I wanted was for him to be happy even if it's without me. The sun has risen, giving me a clearer view of my surroundings. It was beautiful here if the woods. I wish I could run on all fours, wind whipping through my fur. I wanted to but I didn't know if Kade would be even more upset. He had loved looking at my human form... well, he used to. I sighed, bringing my knees up and resting my chin on them. When did things get so complicated? I wish we could just go back to how it used to be. When Kade always had a smile on his face as he looked at me. He made me feel like I was everything to him. I wanted to show how much he meant to me too, that I never felt this way towards anyone. I wanted to always be by his side. To be the reason that he smiles. To not just understand everything about him and have him understand me, but to also know every inch of his body. I wanted to touch him, be close to him. I wanted to make love again. That was what it was to me: love. I loved Kade, I knew I did. I never felt this close to anyone. I didn't want to be touched the way I wanted him to touch me. It was repulsive just to imagine anyone's hands but his. Now that they would never touch me again, I felt empty... I heard the quick steps of a wolf approaching, sprinting towards me. Just as I looked toward the sound it emerged, skidding to a halt. I knew instantly that it was Kade. His chest rose and fell rapidly, showing exactly how much he pushed himself. Before I could even process his presence, he had shifted and was coming towards me. I scrambled to my feet, a warning growl coming out automatically as I stumbled away from him. I didn't know what he would do, my panic spiking as my back came into contact with a tree trunk. He ignored my growl, ignored my stance, and came forward. And then his lips were on mine. I gasped, allowing an opening for his tongue to plunge into my mouth. Moaning, I closed my eyes, melting into him. He pulled me closer, welding our bodies together as he continued to assault my mouth. We broke away, our lungs screaming for air, and just stared at each other. My gaze was one of fear and shock while he looked back at me with eyes full of guilt, lust, and hope. "I'm so sorry," he began, stopping my when I tried to say something, "Let me finish, please." After a moment, I nodded. He took a deep breath, still holding me close although he looked away, before continuing.  "I was insecure. I thought that I tainted you. I wanted you to stay happy, to stay pure, but I took you and used you to make myself feel good. I just wanted you so bad. I-I handled this horribly. I hurt you and... and I understand if you are angry---" You wanted me...? He looked at me, panic washing over his face as he noticed the tears dripping down my face. "Y-yeah and I'm so, so sorry, Asher. I---" He stopped when a grin suddenly found its way on my face. I wiped the tears, chuckling. I thought you were angry because I raped you. "Raped?! No! If anything I raped you." I snorted, Please, I totally jumped you. You didn't even have a chance to stop it. "If I wanted it to stop it would have," he smirked, leaning down and giving me a slow kiss, "I've wanted you for so long, but I felt like I ruined it." Ruined what? "Our first time."  I glanced away, blushing, But it was amazing. I slowly looked up to see him smiling softly, his eyes filled with love as he gazed down at me. We just stood there, staring into each other's eyes, our scents mixing together even further. I didn't care that he was naked. I didn't care about anything except that fact that he wasn't angry at me. "Ahem." Kade tightened his hold on me, shielding me and letting out a growl before he saw who it was. Once he relaxed, I peeked out from behind him. I immediately recognized Riley's wolf form. Fallon, who had coughed, was standing beside her, grinning. I blushed but smiled.

As I opened my mind to the others, I was bombarded with pack members asking where I was and if I was okay, making me wince. Kade chuckled at this. He's fine everyone. Yes, yes we're sorry, we won't...' Suddenly he stiffened, turning his head towards the border. He let loose a growl as three giant wolves came into view a moment later. Riley and Fallon whimpered as the scent drifted to them. I almost did too, but I refused to show fear. We backed up but every step back they stepped forward. Kade pushed me behind him as he shifted and Riley did the same. I picked up Fallon, ready for when things got messy. The moment their paws landed on our side of the border, Kade and Riley launched themselves. WE HAVE TRESPASSERS! Kade yelled through the pack link, already people were on their way. He saw me still standing there, Fuck Asher, run! I nodded and took off, keeping Fallon against me as I ran. He was crying for Riley. I tried to quiet him, but it didn't work. I just kept going though, knowing that Kade wouldn't let anything happen to Riley. I cursed as I tripped, Fallon falling out of my arms. That fall saved me though. A wolf, almost as big as Kade, flew over me. He turned around, growling as drool dropped from his mouth. He lunged for me, sinking his teeth into my leg and dragging me. I heard Fallon's screams, his sobs. There was a crack and I cried out. Pain clouded my mind. I couldn't remember how to shift even though I so desperately needed to now. I couldn't remember how to call for help. All I could see was the wolf in front of me, dragging me away from Fallon. He would kill me. He would go back for Fallon. I couldn't let that happen. How had I shifted before? Mom taught me. What did she say? Suddenly a memory came to mind, one of my mother and I... "Come on Asher, you can do it. Now all you have to do is visualize it. What do you look like in your other form?" She asked, her eyes full of encouragement as she pushed back her dark hair. I nodded, imagining my wolf form. I was small and had red fur. My eyes were the same though. Mom loved my eyes. She said I got them from my father, that I was a smaller version of him in wolf form. I loved that and I knew she did too.  I felt a tingling sensation go through me. "You did it, Asher!" She lifted my wiggling form into her arms, cuddling me, "I'm so proud." I opened my eyes, looking straight at the wolf before kicking him in the snout with my good leg. He let go with a yelp, pain running up my body when my leg hit the ground. He crouched, about to lunge, but I was quicker. As if I was doing it for years, I felt the tingling sensation run through me. My bones pushed and snapped into place as fur sprouted from my body, my clothes falling to the ground in tatters. It happened in less than a minute, but it felt longer. The wolf hesitated at my sudden shift. Taking advantage of that, I snapped at him. He easily dodged, attacking right after. I wasn't as quick, my leg slowing me down. He missed my throat and we rolled around, trying to get the advantage. Blood flew everywhere. You couldn't tell whose was whose. "ASHER!" The scream startled the both of us, making us turn. Fallon was there, tears streaming down his face. Before I knew it, the wolf had jumped off of me and was racing towards Fallon. I jumped up, reaching them just as the wolf was about to bite down on Fallon's small body. He was bigger and stronger, but couldn't seem to get a hold of me. I tore at his flank, spilling a large amount of blood as he tried to get to me. Finally, I saw an opening as he stumbled back and I lunged. My jaws locked onto his throat, applying pressure. He didn't go down though. As blood flooded my mouth, his claws tore into me. I didn't let go, I couldn't. If I did I knew I wouldn't get another chance. He would overpower me, kill me, then kill Fallon.

His attempts to get me off we're getting weaker. Though he still struggled, he'd already lost too much blood. It was only after his body went limp and fell to the ground that I let go, breathing heavily. I couldn't see very well, blood had dripped into my eye during the fight. I slumped over, feeling the small arms of Fallon try to catch me. "Hold on Papa, Dad's coming." I smiled to myself---or tried to---when I heard what he called us. I really liked it. I wanted to be a family. I wanted to be with Kade, to raise Riley and Fallon. I wanted to have a house and have even more kids. I wanted to be the father I never had. I felt, more than saw, Kade reach us. I shifted, causing Kade to curse. "Fuck, don't move Asher. Hold on, baby. Shh, it'll be alright. The other's are taken care of. Riley's safe, she's right here too. Just hang in there. Please, Asher." Then everything went black.

The Consort's Fate - Chapter

*Warning Adult Content*    

Chapter 23

"ASHER!" That sound, that one word screamed from afar, made my blood run cold and then fill with rage as I felt all the pain my mate was trying to hide. I attacked the wolf in front of me in a frenzy, moving to fast for him to catch up. By the time he realized the damage I'd inflicted, he was already falling to the ground. I joined Riley to help finish off the other wolf. He went down quickly with two against one. Then we rushed in the direction Asher and Fallon went. My panic rose as we got closer, the smell of blood coating the area. I spotted them, the sight making my chest squeeze in pain. Asher's beautiful wolf form was coated in blood. I couldn't tell whose it was, but I knew a lot of it was his. So, I ran over. Asher must have sensed me get close because he shifted as well. I fell to my knees beside him with a curse, "Fuck, don't move Asher. Hold on, baby. Shh, it'll be alright. The other's are taken care of. Riley's safe, she's right here too. Just hang in there. Please, Asher." I rambled until the others got there. Gunner was with them, having ridden on Thalia's back. Only Eric shifted, the others worried about a possible ambush. Gunner quickly got to work, cleaning the blood off of Asher. Fallon went back to get Asher's clothes. I was about to ask him why, since they were ripped to shreds, but then he pulled out a picture. I knew immediately it was the one Asher found at his old home. It was always on him and everyone knew he treasured it. He would have been devastated had something happened to it. I nodded my thanks and focused my attention on Asher. "Luckily, it isn't as bad as it seems." I breathed a sigh of relief as Gunner continued, "His wounds are already starting to close. I believe he passed out because he's still not used to shifting. That, combined with the fight, probably caused a lot of stress---" 'Ow.' Everyone turned to look at Asher, his eyes fluttering open. He saw me a gave me a small, wolfish grin which I returned, relief washing over me knowing that he wouldn't be out for as long as the first time he shifted. 'I won, Kade. "What?" I looked at him in confusion as his grin widened, filling with pride and a bit of amusement. I won the fight, I protected Fallon. Understanding hit me and my smile widened, "Yeah, you did baby. I'm so proud of you." His lips twitched and his eyes shined. Suddenly, he was in my arms, holding onto me tightly. I was really scared that I wouldn't win. Fallon needed me. And... and I didn't want to die. I wanted to win so I could see you again. I want to stay with you for as long as you allow me to. I want to be a family with you and Riley and Fallon. I love you Kade and I want to be with you. I want to stay your mate. I was stunned. Automatically, my arms tightened around him as I tried to bring him closer. I breathed in his scent as we tried to get as close to each other as possible, the others disappearing from our minds. We were covered in blood but neither one of us cared. "I love you too," I whispered against his ear, noticing the shiver that went down his body, "I love you so much. I love the idea of being with you, being a family. Please never leave." His body shook. My first thought was that he was crying. I leaned back, worry on my face, but then I saw his smile. His eyes were full of happiness and he pressed his forehead against mine, smiling. Never. I'll never leave you in this life or the next. I grinned, happiness washing over me at his statement. I heard a sniffle and looked to see Riley crying with a happy Fallon next to her. They had huge grins as they took us in. "So this means we're a family now?" Fallon asked, although he already knew the answer. I glanced at Asher, a smile on my face, and he nodded. We opened our arms, gesturing for them. "Of course we are."

They launched themselves at us, quickly stepping back and apologizing when Asher hissed in pain. Laughing, he just pulled them down, hugging them tightly. I looked at them with love shining in my eyes. I knew that, somehow, we'd have a happily ever after. I loved the idea of spending the rest of my life taking care of my mate and our pups. "Well, as adorable as this is, we really should be getting back to the pack-house," Eric smiled, "Rory just linked that Alpha Murphy called with information about the human." The wolves gathered made their satisfaction known, weeks of searching leading to this. I looked at my mate, noticing his emotionless expression, and then to our pups. Riley's eyes flashed with anger, but there was also fear. Fallon, surprisingly, looked serious beyond his years. "Are you going to kill that man?" Caught off guard, Eric and I both nodded, not knowing who he asked. His tiny fists clenched and he returned the nod, "Good. I hope he suffers." We were all shocked at how blunt he said it. You wouldn't know just by looking at him, but I could sense the hatred he felt for the man. I knew that it wasn't because he directly hurt Fallon, but that Asher was abused instead. I could understand his feelings. Though I didn't directly see the horror that was inflicted, I boiled with rage knowing what had gone on, having seen some of Asher's memories. I pulled Fallon closer, kissing his forehead before pulling us all up. I didn't miss the sad look Asher had as he glanced at Fallon. Speaking to everyone, I turned, "We're going to find him and then we're going to kill him." I looked to Asher and he nodded, knowing what I wanted without me speaking. He shifted as did Riley and I followed a moment later. Fallon climbed on my back since he couldn't keep up in either form. Eric was the last to shift, taking the rear as we headed back to the pack-house. When we got there, we went straight to Eric's office. As he opened the door, we could hear Rory talking nonstop. He held out his finger when he saw us before turning his attention back to what seemed to be a one-sided conversation about something called "Voltron" and "Klance." "Yeah, well it was great talking to ya Murph, but Eric's here now. Oh, you want it on speaker? Yeah, sure, I can do that." He pressed a button and set the phone down, going to lean against the wall as Asher, Riley, Fallon and I shuffled in after Eric. Eric sent Rory a quick glare, which he returned with a cheeky smile, before speaking, "We're here Murphy. What news do you have?" "Well, you see, we may have found that human that you were looking for." His voice slid out of the speaker in a carefree tone. We perked up at the news. I glanced at Asher, his expression turning darker at the mention of the human. Riley looked nervous while Fallon stared straight ahead. "Really? That's great Murphy! So where is---" Eric was interrupted by Murphy. "Well, see, here's the thing----I assume your beta's mate is there, right?---turns out that the human has been right under our noses this whole time," he chuckled, none of us getting why he found it funny. If anything, he should have been embarrassed. "What are you getting at Murphy?" I could tell Eric was confused and being confused tended to make him annoyed. "Well," he drew out, enjoying his game of metaphorically keeping us on the edge of our seat, "seems the human has connections." "What type of connections? To whom?" Eric was definitely getting frustrated, but this news was big. If Asher's fake father had high connections, it may prove difficult to kill him. "Simply put: us." The silence stretched. No one spoke a word, each lost in their own thoughts as they processed this. Finally, Eric broke the silence, slamming his fist on the desk and making us all jump. "The fuck is this, Murphy? You better tell me this is a joke!" His voice was level but his expression could kill.

"Oh, this is no joke and I think you know exactly what I mean," he laughed. The sound of the phone moving was heard next as if he was handing it off. For a moment, only the soft breathing of someone came through. And then they spoke, their voice disgustingly amused and full of confidence. "Hey, whore. I know you can hear me. I can't wait to see you again," he chuckled darkly, "We're going to have so much fun when you return. And you know you will. Or else it'll be worse if I have to drag you back myself. Daddy misses you," he sang before bursting out in laughter. We turned, none of us speaking as we looked at Asher. He was white, his body trembling as he gazed at the phone, his eyes not leaving it for a second. A tear slipped down his cheek and I was instantly beside him, hugging him to me. He didn't respond, his body lifeless as he continued to stare at the phone as the man continued to talk. "Oh, I can't wait to see that tight ass again boy. I bet that mate of yours has had a taste, eh?" I tried to turn Asher away from the phone, but it was no use. The man continued: "Yeah, I bet you had a blast what with your eighteenth birthday just passing. Werewolves act like little whores at that time, don't they?" I tensed, my theory now confirmed, and I gritted my teeth, "I already know what a good fuck you were. Bet your mate had a great time---" I couldn't listen anymore. Rushing over, I picked up the phone and threw it against the wall, successfully shattering it. Everyone looked grateful that the human couldn't speak except for Asher, who just stared at where the phone landed. My chest moved up and down as my rage made my breathing erratic. I looked to Riley and Fallon. Their eyes, too, were stuck on the broken phone, however, in a glare. I could feel the anger roll off them along with the fear. They didn't feel the brunt of that man's abuse, but they had to witness Asher being beat every day. I knew it would always stick with them, but they were strong. Asher was strong too. He wouldn't let this destroy him. I went to him, wrapping my arms around his body, glad to notice that his ribs didn't stick out like they used to. I squeezed him against me, trying to tell him without words that I was here, that he was safe. I was leaning in to kiss his forehead when his words stopped me, making every turn to him with shock: Maybe I should do as he says and go...

Chapter 24

"The fuck is this, Murphy?" Eric's voice was level but his expression could kill. We all knew exactly what that man meant. I stood there, a horrid feeling seizing my chest as I looked at the phone. "Oh, I think you know exactly what I mean," Murphy laughed as he handed the phone off. For a moment, only the soft breathing of someone came through. And then they spoke, my blood going cold. "Hey, whore. I know you can hear me. I can't wait to see you again," he chuckled darkly, "We're going to have so much fun when you return. And you know you will. Or else it'll be worse if I have to drag you back myself. Daddy misses you," he sang before bursting out in laughter. It felt like I was being suffocated. I just stared at the phone. Kade embraced me, but I didn't look away. I couldn't. That man.... all I could hear was his voice. All I could think about was his painful touch. I believed him when he said he'd see me again. I learned over the years that when he made a threat he always went through with it. Kade tried to turn me away from the phone, his grip firm but gentle, as the man continued. I didn't, I couldn't. I wanted to so badly, but I just continued to gaze at the phone, the dread and sorrow I locked away seeping into me. His voice continued to come, a wickedly delighted tone coating his words. I didn't hear it, couldn't process it. Memories long blocked surfaced, my mind growing tired. The sudden smashing of the phone against the wall made me jump, my eyes moving to the pieces on the floor. They stayed there even as Kade walked over, a satisfied gleam in his eye. I was so tired of this. All my life this man has been the boogie man. He said he would drag me back. I believed him. Kade wrapped his arms around me, giving me a slight squeeze. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that the words slipped out: Maybe I should do as he says and go... I felt him tense, his grip tightening. Everyone else did as well, their shock faces turning towards me. I didn't feel anything as they looked at me. I didn't feel ashamed or embarrassed. I was numb. "Why...? Why would you say that, Asher?" My eyes slowly met Kade's, his anger clashing with my blank expression. I just shrugged in response causing him to shake me slightly. "Tell me! Tell me you wouldn't actually want to go back there?!" Of course not! He was taken aback by the sudden venom in my voice as were the others. I'd never risen it in anger. The anger faded from his eyes as his arms dropped to his side. He looked at me with a mixture of sorrow and fear, a slight quiver in his voice as he spoke, "Then why? I thought we were going to finally be a family... Why would you leave me...?" I realized then how scared Kade was. I felt his emotions sweep over me. I felt his need to keep me safe; his anger at that man. He was terrified of losing me, that was the biggest thing. I knew he cared for me, but the extent of it brought tears to my eyes. His eyes softened and I realized the tears had spilled over. I reached a hand up to wipe them away, my cheeks going red, but he stopped me. The distance closed between us as he gently ran his thumb under my eyes. He just continued to stare down at me. "Don't let him get to you. I'll protect you." He squeezed me to him, my small frame being engulfed by his, and added a moment later, "We'll all protect you." I couldn't help the sniffle that came forth. I don't want to leave you. I want to stay with my family... "And you will." I turned to look at Eric, shocked at how convinced he sounded. He gave me a smile, "We won't let them do as they please." "We're the Blackwood Pack!" Rory declared, earning snickers from Riley and Fallon. They laughed but there was a seriousness to the way he said it. It ignited a fire in them, I could see it. I put a hand to my chest, surprised to find the same happening to me. Adrenaline rushed through my veins. I knew what Eric's next words would be, holding my breath in anticipation.

"We go to war." Howling sounded, many wolves joining the call, as Eric sent the message to the whole pack. I reached for Kade's hand. He smiled and squeezed my hand, reassuring me. "Come," Eric said, walking past us and out the door, "The pack will be here shortly." He was right. In a matter of minutes, the whole pack was outside the house. Eric, ever the confident leader he was, strode across the deck and stepping on top a large fire pit. Instantly, he had their attention, only an occasional glance spared our way. "Alpha Murphy has just signed off for the Rickerson Pack's destruction---" Howls filled the air. Eric waited until they died down and gestured for Kade and me to come forward. Do you mind if we tell them what happened to you? If you're uncomfortable then we won't, Eric asked through the link, waiting for my answer before continuing. They should know. He nodded before turning back to the pack. "As you know, we have been looking for a human, but you do not know everything. This human was the man who abused Asher for years, who murdered his mother and, through that, his biological father: Kaleb." Roars of outrage sounded as Eric sent them images, though they were less graphic. My grandparents were the loudest, they're snarls filled with hatred and bloodlust as tears flowed down their cheeks. I felt horrible that they had to feel such pain. "When will we go to war Alpha?! " Someone called from the back. "We will start planning now," howls of agreement sounded. And they did start. Eric and the rest of the warriors created a circle, one of them fetching a map from Eric's office. Everyone else busied themselves as well. People ran about stocking up on supplies while the children were led through drills. I learned that there was a giant safe room below the pack house for emergencies that could hold all the pack and then some. It was where all the supplies were going to. Small patrols were sent out, keeping constant watch of the border. Kade kept me by his side, listening intently as Eric and the others planned.  I could feel it flowing off of everyone, the anticipation, but also the fear. I felt it as well. These people I'd grown to cherish were so strong. They were looking straight ahead even though any one of them could lose their lives in this battle that was to come. Panic seized me as I realized that this was true for Kade as well. I could very well lose him. It was almost crippling.  A warm hand brushed against my lower back. I looked up to see Kade wearing a reassuring smile. 'Don't worry, Asher. This pack is strong---every single member is---so even if I find myself in a pickle, they'll be there to watch my back.' I nodded but I was still nervous. I hadn't feared for my own life in a long time, but when it came to those I cared about, I was weak.  You're not weak. If anything, you're one of the strongest people I know. I looked into his eyes, loving how they warmed the longer he looked at me. Love flowed between us, molding us as one. I knew without a doubt that he would do any and all in order to come back to me, in order to give his family a future. I loved how, just by knowing that, I began to relax. He would come back. We would defeat Murphy's pack and my past will finally stay there. I leaned up to kiss him softly. Thank you, but I am only strong because I finally have people I love and wish to protect.  He smiled, kissing me back before turning his attention back to the matter at hand. We didn't need words now. Our feelings were known, moving freely through our link, but it was more than that. It wasn't just the pack link, it was the bond between mates. My mind went back to one of the times Kade had tried to teach me about mates, about how at times they felt like one being. I finally understood what he meant. 

Eric laid out his proposal, the others periodically chiming in with suggestions. Soon enough, we had a solid outline. They believed Murphy was already prepared or he wouldn't have called. He was expected to attack sometime in the next few days. Eric wanted to take the fight to him, but first, he wanted to call the neighboring packs to see if they would help. As the sun began to set and the meeting came to a close, Eric did just that. We were with him as he held a group call with Alpha Viren of the Lindencross Pack, Alpha Irene of the Crowshaw Pack, and Alpha Kalis of the Quinto Pack. They were the closest to us, but it was still iffy if they would even get here in time. Murphy could attack at any moment. Even so, they all promised to send warriors and help in whatever way they could.  I think knowing that eased a lot of the pack's concerns. Everyone was tense, waiting for any indication that the attack was underway. Most of the pack stayed at the pack house, only a few going back to their homes if they lived close by. Many stayed outside in wolf form, partly guarding and partly to be ready if Murphy attacked.  Though I was uneasy, I was happy to go to bed beside Kade. As soon as we stepped in the room---which he made sure to correct me as ours---my shoulders sagged. The room was no longer filled with just Kade's scent, but a mixture of both of ours. It made me happy. It was as if it was proof of our love in some way.  "I understand, love," Kade chuckled, wrapping his arms around me from behind. My cheeks heated up as I leaned against him. I love you, Kade. "I love you too, Asher," he said before kissing my temple. He let go of me so he could start undressing me. Though I could do it myself, I knew he enjoyed taking care of me so I let him do as he pleased. He picked me out a pair of clean shorts and pants for him then lead me into the bathroom. He turned on the water, waiting for it to heat, and motioned me inside. He stripped and joined in. We began to wash each other, nothing sexual about it. The act was relaxing and we both got out feeling refreshed but also tired.  I fell onto the bed with a sigh, drawing out a chuckle from Kade. I smiled up at him and held out my hand, beckoning him. Warmth flooded his eyes and he did as I wanted. My body molded against his, our breathing almost instantly syncing. He ran his fingers through my hair and soon enough I was asleep.

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I woke up to howls, adrenaline flooding my veins as I realized Kade wasn't beside me. I sat up, my eyes whipping back and forth as I searched the room. Racing to the closet, I quickly threw on some clothes. My breath sputtered as I ran out of the room, people moving all around me.  They were scared. The children had an expression of confused terror as they were led to the safe room. I rushed paced them, looking for Kade. I almost ran into him as I turned the corner. He caught me before I could lose my balance, a look of worry on his face.  "Asher, please go to the safe room." Where's Riley and Fallon? "They're already inside. I made sure to find them and take them there. Please, do as I say and go straight there." I nodded, kissing him before I turned and hurried in the direction of the safe room. I heard his hurried steps going in the opposite direction and sighed. He would be alright. My mate will return victorious. 

The Consort's Fate - Chapter

*Warning Adult Content* 

Chapter 25

Asher

I only had one thing running through my mind as I hurried down the hallway: how do I sneak out unnoticed? Did Kade actually expect me to just huddle in the safe room with everyone else while he and the others risked their lives? I had no doubt in my mind that he would return, but I wasn't going to just sit idly by. I could fight and I would fight. I finally had something worth protecting and I wasn't about to go hide when someone threatens it. My lips tugged in a frown as a pang of guilt hit me. I wasn't lying to Kade. I was heading to the safe room.... to check on Riley and Fallon then leave. Technically, it wasn't a lie, but I couldn't help feel like it was. Kade would be mad if---when---he found out. It was worth it though. I had to do this. To fight. To protect my pack that has become my family. I rounded the corner, coming up to the hidden door which, at the moment, was open. Flying down the steps, I walked down a short hallway to another open door leading to the safe room. My eyes scanned over the many scared faces, quickly spotting the two I was looking for. I rushed over, bringing Riley and Fallon into a hug. I'm glad your safe. "What's going on?" Riley pulled away to look me in the eyes, "Kade said that they're attacking. Isn't this a lot earlier than they thought? Are they going to be okay?" I clenched my teeth, bringing up a hand to rub my face before turning, I don't know... but I'm going to find out. "Wait! You're going to leave?" Fallon started to cry, tears trailing down his cheeks, and Riley looked ready to join. I kneeled in front of him, putting a hand on his shoulder and giving a reassuring squeeze. Don't worry Fallon, everyone is working so hard so you have to have faith in them, okay? You need to be strong and protect your sister for me and Kade. Can you do that? I watched proudly as he nodded, the tears already stopping as he squared his shoulders and stood up straight. He was so strong, so mature, for his age. I pulled out the picture of my mother and father, gently placing it in his hand. Will you hold onto this until I get back? He nodded once, the terrified boy all but disappeared. Glancing at Riley, we shared a look. I tilted my head slightly towards Fallon, silently asking her to look out for him. She bit her lip before nodding back. "Be safe." It was barely a whisper, but I felt all her worry behind those two words. I will, I replied as I headed towards the door. No one else noticed me leave, too focused on the howls and growls that could just barely be heard. With one last look at Riley and Fallon, I gave them a small smile, Lock the door behind me. My heart thudded in my chest as I headed towards the back of the house. I stopped at the door, hesitating. There were plenty of wolves still here just in case Murphy's pack broke through. I knew I could easily get past them, they weren't expecting me, but my body trembled, not moving past the threshold. I was scared. Scared of Kade's anger when he found out I didn't stay in the safe room. Scared that my family was in danger. Scared that... there was a chance I wouldn't see some of them ever again. The thought spurred me into motion. I sprinted across the yard, my heart feeling like it was about to burst from my chest. Making it to the treeline, I didn't stop. I ran until I knew no one followed me. My hands on my knees, I tried to catch my breath, focusing on where the battle was once I did. I knew where they were almost instantly, my body screaming at me to turn around and get back to safety. I ignored the warning siren going off in my head and shifted. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt at all. In a way, it relaxed me. I felt calmer in my wolf form. Though my worries didn't leave, I wasn't battling myself with every step I took. I could take care myself in this form. I could handle the pain. I have for years.

I shook myself, bringing my thoughts away from the grim path they were about to take. I didn't need to think about what was done to me, I needed to focus. Running lightly, I headed in the direction of the battle. I heard it way before I saw it. The sounds of pain and anger consumed the area, seeping into me. The sight, itself, almost made me howl with sorrow. I stood above it all, a hill overlooking a clearing. There was so much blood. It covered everything. Bodies laid haphazardly, blood pooling out from them and adding to the rest. I couldn't tell who was who, but I knew many of them were from Murphy's pack. The smell of their blood made me gag. In the midst of it all, I spotted a large wolf, seemingly grinning with sick, sadistic joy. I knew instantly it was Murphy. Flashes of my past went through my mind, too quick to fully process. I knew one thing though: he was a part of the group who raped me. The realization didn't fill me with rage, didn't make me rush into battle with a howl. I stayed where I was, just staring at him. I felt empty. The cold, numbness settled in me. It's been a while since I felt it. I didn't really remember what I was doing, why I was here. It kept playing in my mind: In and out.In and out. My screams fell on deaf ears. He liked it, the way I had cried. He was the roughest of them all. In and out. In and out. Please... no.... I whimpered to myself, the terror I used to feel surfacing. I was so lost in my own world, I didn't see the approaching wolf until it was too late. In no time I was on the ground, my head hitting the surface with a loud thwap. Trying to clear my head, I shook it back and forth. Luckily, I got my senses back before he could do any damage. I kicked the wolf off, growling. He landed on his back with a yelp and I didn't hesitate. My jaws locked around his throat, giving him a swift end. Looking at him, I could tell he was young. He probably wasn't that much younger than me. I didn't feel any guilt, none what so ever. My mind went blank as I turned my attention back to the battle. I cocked my head, analysing the situation, looking for the best path. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted two wolves ganging up on one of our own. My paws fell silently, gaining speed, and, before I knew it, I launched myself at the bigger of the two. He was caught completely by surprise, going down instantly. I dodged his teeth, going for his throat and silencing his growls forever. The other one, turning his attention to me, forgot about the wolf he was just attacking. He was dead a moment later. The wolf I'd just saved nodded his thanks, which I returned, and leaped back into battle. I circled the action, staying out of sight, looking for the next opening. It wasn't hard to stay unnoticed, the stench of blood was almost suffocating. Plus, I was used to my life depending on how well I kept silent. I'd already picked off almost ten of Murphy's pack when it happened. Pain ignited in my chest. A searing pain that brought me to my knees as a whimper ripped itself from my maw. For a second, I thought that I had let my guard down, that a wolf had attacked. The lack of blood was enough for me to come to a conclusion. Kade! I tried to connect to him through the link, but the pain was too much. Without the link, I felt bile starting to rise as panic swept over me. I had to find him... before it was too late. Wolves fought all around me. Blood clogged my senses. I couldn't hear over the battle raging. Even so, I looked up to where Murphy had stood. The numbness I had felt before was long gone. My body trembled both in fear as well as anger. A growl rumbled through me and I was moving. Body after body flew past, blood splashing upon my pelt as I leaped past them. I dodged the wolves that leaped at me. I didn't care. All that was in my mind, all that I focused on was Murphy... who stood over Kade's struggling body as his windpipe was being crushed, blood flowing from a wound on his chest.

I crashed into Murphy, both of our bodies tumbling due to the momentum. He recovered faster than I did and was already on his feet, turning towards me. Shaking my head, I tried to push past the light-headedness, a warning growl sounding. Amusement shined in his eyes, amusement, and a twisted glee as he recognized who I was.  Ah, Asher. Do you recognize me after all these years? We circled, neither taking our eyes off the other. He continued, I was the first to taste you after your father left you broken on the ground. It's a shame you never shifter again. We could have had so much fun together. A growl sounded, but it wasn't mine. Kade had gotten up, his legs trembling as they tried to support his weight. His eyes, though glazed with pain, simmered with anger. He looked at Murphy with a hateful expression, one more deadly than I've seen before. All Murphy did was snort. Did you really believe you pathetic show of anger for that whore was going to scare me?  We didn't even get a chance to reply. Kade was on the ground, Murphy on top of him. In less than a second, I was attacking Murphy who was at least twice my size. Blood splattered on the ground as I tore at his flesh but still, he didn't budge.  I could feel Kade losing consciousness, his mind slipping from mine. In desperation, I went for the one place that would hurt any male, man or wolf: the crotch. A howl of pain was my reward. Suddenly I was flying, my back hitting the ground hard and knocking the breath out of me. Murphy snarled as he came towards me, a limp in his step. He stopped an inch from my face, his drool dripping down from his canines as he spoke. You're fucking lucky that bastard wants you alive you little bitch. I yelped as he lunged for my leg, yanking me away from the battle, away from Kade. Twisting only made it worse. My own blood was added to the field as I was dragged past wolves from either side, my leg soaked in the red liquid. No matter how much I growled or tried to catch onto something, Murphy kept going. ASHER! I dropped to the ground with a yelp as two balls of fury, with pelts similar to my own, crashed into Murphy. They were a frenzy of blood and rage. Instantly I knew who they were: Liam and Rowan, my uncles. Relief washed over me as they slowly but surely began to overpower Murphy. More wolves joined in the effort, blocking off any escape. Soon, they had him on the ground, defeated. I looked around, noticing that, besides Murphy, only our pack stood. The others were either dead on the ground or ran off. I stood up, almost falling back down when I tried to put pressure on my back leg. As quickly as I could, I limped to where Kade was. My heart dropped when I saw he hadn't moved. With a whimper, I rushed to his side, licking his wounds to speed up the healing process.  What are you upset about, my love?  My eyes snapped to his, looking past the tiredness to the twinkle I knew so well. I pressed my forehead to his, my tail wagging as I let my emotions flow through the now strong link.  I was so worried... Didn't I tell you that I would be fine...?I glared. Fine?! Look at you! Ah, but love, everything worked out. You got me out of trouble. He seemed to smile, but it was gone a moment later. Wait, why aren't you in the safe room? I got up quickly, Kade following at a slower pace.  Asher. Didn't I tell you to go there and--- I did! I went, saw that Riley and Fallon were okay, then left to help! Help?! You could have gotten killed! You should have--- It's a good thing he did leave. We both whipped around to find Alpha Eric walking towards us. Kade, you wouldn't be standing here if he wasn't. Not only that, but Asher would have to live with the fact that you'd died without him there. He would feel like it was his fault. But it wouldn't--- I would have blamed myself for not being there to help.... Kade stopped to look at me. I would have had to live with the guilt that, while I was nice and safe, you had died.

He approached slowly, rubbing himself against me as I refused to look him in the eye.  I'm sorry for yelling at you.... Thank you, Asher. I would have done the exact same thing. I looked up, giving him a quick lick, I know you would. Now let's go back, Riley and Fallon are probably worried sick.

Chapter 26

Asher and I limped side by side on the way back. We took our time, our guards up just in case there were any of Murphy's pack that we'd missed. I doubted there was. Once Murphy was taken down, the ones that were alive just ran. I didn't know where they would go. They'd become rogues unless they found another pack that was willing to let them join. It wasn't an uncommon occurrence, but seeing that the surrounding packs knew what transpired, any survivors would have to go a long way to find a home... if they survived that is. My emotions were in conflict as we slowly made our way home. On one hand, I was furious that Asher didn't stay in the safe room. It terrified me. The thought of him dying made me feel empty and in pain at the same time. I knew he had felt the same though. In fact, if he hadn't rushed to help, Eric would have to deliver the news and Asher would be feeling that at this very moment. I couldn't even bring myself to imagine the pain he might feel. Just thinking about made me hurt, knowing that it would have been my fault. Asher brushed against my side, providing comfort, my thoughts seeping through the link. I leaned into him, appreciating the action. I was glad that we both survived this battle relatively unscathed. There didn't seem to be many casualties on our side and those who did lose their lives wouldn't be forgotten. Murphy would be brought to justice for what's he's done, not only to Asher but also the rest of the pack. I looked ahead, easily spotting naked, bloody body of Murphy. He had his hands tied behind him, the rope biting into him painfully. A blindfold covered his eyes as an extra precaution. I doubted that he would escape, but we weren't taking chances. Liam and Rowan stood on either side of him in human form, a tight grip on his arms as they lead him. Other wolves surrounded him and Eric stood a distance behind us, watching over. I could feel their anger at Murphy. They blamed him for this, all the pain and suffering. He had led his pack to battle, but it wasn't only that. Our packs have been at odds for quite some time. Whether it was because his wolves had ventured into our territory or had altercations in No Man's Land, there was always something. Had Murphy not come for Asher, I firmly believe this fight would have happened anyway. We arrived at the pack house just as the last of the pack left the safe house, warriors having been sent ahead of time to deliver the news and provide extra protection. The relieved expressions on everyone's faces turned vicious, even murderous, as they caught sight of Murphy. Though they easily parted as Liam and Rowan led him past the house and back into the woods, I could see that every one of them wanted to tear him apart. Where are they taking him? I glanced at Asher, forgetting he didn't know. There's a small shed a little bit a ways with a trap door that leads down into a, uh, sort of dungeon. Any prisoners are taken there to be held in cells and interrogated. Instant understanding crossed his face and he turned to where they disappeared. I didn't detect any sympathy on his face nor could I feel it through the link. Murphy didn't deserve sympathy though. "Dad! Papa!" We turned to see Fallon running at us full force, Riley jogging closely behind. They skidded to a stop right before us, falling to their knees as their eyes filled with tears. I was surprised that they didn't let them fall. They stared at the blood that coated our pelts. We were obviously hurt, but Asher was quick to reassure them that it wasn't anything life threatening. Asher rolled his eyes when they looked at me for confirmation, not taking him for his word. Yeah, we're fine pups. Their shoulders sagged in relief and they gave each of us a real smile, happiness shining through. My chest swelled with pride at how they handled themselves. Though they were kids, they were mature beyond their years. Abuse was something they knew well, but they never let it destroy them. They were strong. I was proud to call them my pups and I knew Asher was as well. "Did you find him?"

Asher stilled at Riley's words, paling slightly, and Fallon looked at his feet. We all knew who she was talking about. I felt ashamed that he hadn't crossed my mind, that I hadn't gotten revenge on the bastard. He could be out there just waiting to get his hands on Asher, on our pups. He wasn't insane enough to try something here with wolves surrounding them though. I wanted nothing more than to go out and put an end to this nightmare, to eliminate the threat once and for all. I couldn't though, not yet at least. Asher and the pups needed me here. I glanced at Asher as he answered. No, but Murphy should know where he's hiding. We'll get the information out of him one way or another. She nodded but wasn't really paying attention. Pain flashed across her face as a scene I couldn't see played out in her mind. Whatever she was remembering, it wasn't good. Knowing what Asher went through, I could only assume she suffered similarly.... and I wouldn't allow it to ever happen again. Her and Fallon were my pups, my children, and part of the Blackwood Pack. Asher gently nudged her, surprising all of us. He looked into her eyes before speaking, We don't need to worry about him anymore. He knows we'll be looking for him and is probably running for the hills. Most importantly, we're strong. We can and will overcome him and everything he's done and we'll do it together. We're a family. Tears had welled in her eyes again, threatening to overflow. The last word did the trick and Riley launched herself against the two of us, being careful not to hurt us. She shook as she tried to hold in her cries. Asher looked at me as Fallon joined in, happiness rolling off him as he gave me a wolfish grin. It meant a lot that they trusted him, that they cared so much. He had been so used to the abuse, not knowing what it felt like to love and be loved. Now he was surrounded by people who cared. They all were. We pulled apart, Riley wiping at her eyes with a sheepish smile on her face. Asher and I shifted and quickly pulled on a pair of loose shorts someone handed to us. Riley reached out for Fallon's hand and we walked into the pack house, all four of us bloody because of the hugging. We made our way to our rooms in comfortable silence. Dropping them off and telling them to wash up, Asher and I went to our room, heading directly into the bathroom to do the same. Dried blood still clung to our skin, our wounds already healed. We stepped out of the shorts, turning the water on in the shower. Asher stepped in first, a hiss of pleasure leaving his lips as the stream of hot water unknotted the tension in his back. The water at the bottom of the shower instantly turned pink as the blood started to wash off. I got in after him, reaching for the loofa and body wash. I went to work, gently scrubbing away the rest of the blood on him. Asher leaned against me, a soft moan working its way out. He turned around when I asked and I proceeded to wash the rest of his body. When I was done, Asher took the loofa from me and rubbed it across my chest. He was slow at first, barely applying any pressure, but with encouragement from me, he gained speed and added a bit of force. I relaxed against the wall, closing my eyes as I focused on the feeling of my mate washing me. I was surprised when he didn't hesitate to wash my crotch, my eyes snapping open only to find a serious expression on his face as he focused on getting me clean. Once all the blood was gone from our skin, I reached for the shampoo, motioning for Asher to close his eyes. As I worked it into his hair, he let out a content sigh, the corners of his mouth pulling into a small smile. I washed it out and applied the conditioner and then washed it out after a few minutes, massaging his scalp as I did so. He was determined to do the same for me so I awkwardly hunched over.

We got out of the shower and towel dried his hair before running it down his body. After drying us both off, we exited the bathroom. Asher was more comfortable sleeping naked and I didn't care either way so we just went straight to the bed. He instantly curled up to me, his head resting on my chest as our breathing synced. We laid there in silence and I wondered what the future would hold. Yes, I would be helping with Murphy's interrogation and search for Asher's fake father, but what else? There was some serious drama concerning our relationship, but now we both knew how the other felt. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Asher. I wanted to grow old together, to watch Riley and Fallon grow up to be amazing people and find their mates. I wanted to be in a home of our own with our grandchildren playing in the yard as we danced to something random on the radio. I wanted to see our rings glinting in the sunlight as we walked hand-in-hand through the woods. I wanted to fall go to bed every night for the rest of my life with my mate curled against me just like he was now. "Hey, Asher," I started, not knowing exactly what I wanted to say. Yes? He sleepily looked up, a small smile on his face. "Do you want to move in together?" Confusion crossed his face. Panic flared, but I quickly schooled my expression. Are we not already living together? He grinned, We sleep in the same bed and share a closet. A grin of my own stretched across my face as I realized the cause of his confusion, the panic fading away. "I mean, do you want to move out of the pack-house with me? To have a house of our own?" I waited patiently as he thought it over, his teeth biting cutely on his bottom lip. Can we still visit the pack-house and see everyone? "Of course," I chuckled, "You can come as often as you want. I'm the Beta so I kinda have to return everyday, anyway." And what about Riley and Fallon? "They'll come with us of course, they're our pups. We'll fill the house with anything you guys want and hang pictures of us on the walls---even cheesy Christmas ones. You can have people visit. And," I added, smirking, "we can make love on every surface we own... when Riley and Fallon are at school of course." He turned red at that but nodded none the less. Then I'd love to move in with you, Kade. I grinned again, pulling him on top of me and kissing him. He gasped once I released his mouth to nibble on his ear lobe. I whispered how much he made me happy before flipping us over. Asher stared up at me, completely defenseless as my large frame hovered about him. I kissed him once then moved down to his left nipple. His back arched as I lightly bit it before sucking on it. He whimpered at the loss of sensation when I moved to give attention to his other nipple, the whimper turning into a moan as I took the bud between my teeth. My hand trailed down to grasp his semi-hard member, drawing out a moan as I pumped once. Leaving a trail of kisses, I came face to face with Asher's cock. My lips brushed along its side before coming back up to the tip. I heard a sharp intake of breath as my tongue darted out. Wrapping my lips around him, my head began to move. He let loose a cry every time he hit the back of my throat. I loved the sound of him. It spurred me on and soon I had him panting as his hands clawed at the sheets. He came with a shout, his hot, sticky seed flowing down my throat. He looked up at me with hooded eyes, dazed from the pleasure. I leaned down to kiss him before turning him over and positioning him on his knees. I spread his cheeks, his entrance twitching as the air hit it. I didn't waste any time and began to eat him out. He burrowed his face into the bed, moaning as my tongue pushed through. It was replaced with a finger which became two then finally three. Once I could fit four, I reached into the side table drawer, pulling out a condom. Asher looked over his shoulder as I put it on. I brushed my cock up and down his entrance. He whimpered as I stopped, my tip right at his twitching hole.

"Are you ready, baby?" He nodded, but I didn't move. My voice lowered as need hit me, "Tell me, my love. What do you want?" 'Please make love to me, Kade.' Asher cried out as I plunged into him, his hands tangling in the sheets. I pulled out completely before thrusting straight in. I did it three more times before he got frustrated and began moving his hips on his own accord. My arm wrapped around his waist as I met him with equal force, the slaps of our skin working us into a frenzy. His moans were like music to my ears. I flipped him around without pulling out, my hand moving south to pump his leaking cock. He reached up, pulling me down by my neck to give me a searing kiss, quieting his cries of pleasure as I repeated hit his prostate. More, Kade... Please! Harder! I did as my mate commanded. I nibbled along his neck and collarbone, sucking the place where I'd marked him as my thrust became faster with more force behind them. Asher was screaming at this point, holding onto me as if for dear life. I'm... I'm going to cum! I bit down in the same place I did the first time we mated. He cried out in both pain and pleasure as his grip tightened around my cock, his seed flying up to coat his chest. I was cumming a moment after him, his tight tunnel milking me for all I was worth. I rained kisses all over his body, lapping at the new mark I've made. He just laid there, his face one of ecstasy. I whispered words of love before I got up to get a wet wash cloth out of the bathroom. Coming back, I began cleaning him off. He had drifted off to sleep by the time I finished. I leaned down, kissing his forehead. "Goodnight, my love."

The Consort's Fate - Chapter 18 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

Chapter 27

ASHER

"Asher, love, you need to wake up." When I didn't respond, Kade nudged me softly. I still didn't move, content to just stay in bed all day.  I felt the bed dip as he sat beside me, his hand coming to rub back. We stayed like for ten minutes, his hand continuing to message me in an effort to wake me. It did the opposite though and I felt myself drifting off. A moment later I jumped up, letting loose a shout of pain before turning to see Kade grinning wickedly.  Did you just bite my butt?!  "What, me? I'd never." He tried to keep his expression innocent but I could see the amusement in his eyes. I turned pointing to the now very obvious set of teeth marks. Uh huh, sure you didn't. He licked his lips, eyes darkening as they zeroed in on my butt. I walked towards him, crawling on his lap to straddle him. He grinned. "Well, what else was I supposed to do? You weren't waking and your bum was poking out of the sheets looking good enough to eat. What man wouldn't want to sink his teeth into something that looks so good?" I snorted, my lips pulling into a grin at his excuse. You could have just let me sleep y'know. "You've been sleeping for the better part of three weeks, love. Plus, we promised we'd help everyone decorate." He chuckled when my mouth made an 'O', "Did you forget?" I nodded. I had forgotten. Even though the battle happened only a short time ago, everyone was determined not to let it consume their daily lives. Me? Well... I slept most of the days away, pretty much only coming out to eat some of Jasper's delicious food---the majority being leftovers from Thanksgiving dinner---and hang out with everyone to watch movies every once in awhile. Other than that, I kept to myself with the exception of Kade, the pups, and the occasional Rory. Even when I ventured out of the bedroom, I clung to Kade or kept close to the others most of the time, becoming even shyer than I was first coming here if that was possible. I knew no one thought badly of it, but I felt embarrassed by my actions and I didn't fully understand why I wanted to hide away. Well, today was the day I stopped. Today was also December 1st aka the day that the pack house decorated for Christmas, a holiday I still didn't get the purpose of. I did, however, want to give Kade something as is the custom. Kade wasn't having it though. He had said I didn't need to when I asked what type of present he wanted, but I was determined to anyway. In the end, though, I had to ask Rory to help since a certain mate wasn't planning on telling me anything. Kade lifted me up suddenly, causing me to wrap my legs around him so I wouldn't fall. He carried me into the bathroom, closing the door before setting me on the counter. I hissed as I was set down on the cold surface, but he only chuckled before going to turn the water on. He came over once the water warmed up, opening my legs so he could settle between them.  I glanced at his lips, my tongue darting out to lick my own. I knew he caught the action, his eyes darkening with lust---a look I had become quite familiar with. I was also aware of the semi-hard thing poking me through Kade's pants. Wanting to kiss him, I wrapped my arms around his neck, meaning to pull him to me to connect our lips, but he stopped me. "Uh uh, love. If we start, we won't stop halfway and we're already at a late start."  I pouted but nodded, letting loose a small sigh before slipping off the counter and entering the shower. I knew he wasn't going to join so I began to wash, making sure my actions were quite suggestive. Not glancing his way once, I let out a soft moan almost instantly hearing a groan in response. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from grinning in victory. It may have been my fault that we couldn't have morning---or, more accurately, afternoon sex but that didn't mean I was going to be the only one frustrated.  Kade let loose a hiss when I bent over to wash my legs, giving him a full view of my bottom. He muttered a curse and before I knew it he was in the shower with me, his own naked body pressing me against the wall. 

"Don't think I don't know what you're doing, love," he growled against my neck before nibbling the skin, "But you're going to regret playing with a beast." I smiled to myself, about to reply, when there was a knock. "Dad? Papa? Hurry up! You're supposed to be helping us decorate!" We froze as Fallon's voice carried through the bathroom door, suddenly glad we closed it. Kade called out a reply before looking at me in indignation. He let out a deep sigh before stepping out of the shower, his erection bobbing between his legs. He glanced at me before reaching for his clothes, an almost painful expression on his face as he put them on. "Hurry and wash up." 'Kay... I turned to reach for the shampoo. "Oh, and Asher?" Looking over my shoulder I locked eyes with his, shivering as they bore into me. "You're going to get what's coming for you later tonight. You shouldn't tease a beast." With that he left, the wicked smile he flashed leaving me terrified but also excited for what was to come. Honestly, even though we've been making love every day, multiple times a day, I don't think I'll ever get enough of him. I wasn't afraid of making love to Kade. He was so much different than him. It wasn't painful and I didn't feel like some sort of twisted tool for pleasure. Kade was so caring, so loving, that it was almost too much.  I sighed as I turned off the water, stepping out of the shower and drying off before heading to the closet. Pulling out a pair of sweat pants, I pulled them on and a thin T-shirt, ditching underwear. I still hated clothes but was slowly getting used to them. They weren't as good as walking around naked, but Kade didn't care to let others see me like that. Rory said Kade was the possessive type because of it though I didn't really see how. I felt nothing but free with him. I made my way downstairs following the sound of happy chatter. Rounding the doorway into the family room, I was met with a bunch of boxes marked "X-mas." The others were currently going through them. I smiled as Kade came over to peck me on the lips before returning to helping Eric untangle strings of lights. Rory came over right after and slung his arm around me, leaning in close. So Mr. Grouchy Beta Wolf is being a butt. Did you do the thing I told you about? I nodded, thinking back to how quick Kade got into the shower. Yeah, I didn't know seduction was so easy. I only had to lick my lips and bend over once. He almost choked and he tried to hold in his laughter, glancing to Kade who was giving us a suspicious look. Oh Asher, if only you knew the power you held over him. My question is, if it worked that easily, then why is he all sulky? Fallon interrupted us before Kade could even stick it in.  I blushed slightly as Rory barked out a laugh, using me as support as he took deep breaths, trying to calm himself. I didn't see what was so funny but I had a feeling it wasn't something Kade would laugh about. I pursed my lips, trying to determine what I said that was making him laugh so hard. Sorry, sorry. Rory chuckled, patting my shoulder, You must feel frustrated too, seeing as it didn't go according to plan. Well, maybe it'll be better. Kade did promise I'd get "what's coming to me." Rory whistled, Didn't know the guy was into that. Into what? Oh, y'know, punishment and stuff. I felt a little sick suddenly but tried not to show it.  W-what? No worries, my friend, I'm sure he won't be too rough with you. Rory wiggled his eyebrows right as Eric snapped at him to get back to work, leaving me to instead help Ana and Shelby hang some sort of plant over the doorway. I stood there, feeling my heart beat pick up speed as my mind jumped from one thought to another. I kept jumping back to one word: punishment. 

Now, logically, I knew Kade wouldn't hurt me. He said he wouldn't and I believed him... right? I couldn't help the doubt that seeped into my mind, its fingers picking apart everything Kade's said and done, twisting the scenes into something more sinister. No... he wasn't anything like that. He wouldn't treat me badly. He wasn't like him. But people could change, couldn't they? I mean, Mother told me that man was kind and loving. When he came home though... And Kade, he could--- I shook my head, trying to clear it of the unwanted thoughts, of the fear that was rising. I felt a hand touch my arm, making me jump. Wide eyed, I turned to see Kade, his expression one of concern. "Hey, love. You okay? You've been standing there for over five minutes."  After a moment I nodded slowly, giving him a weak smile, Yeah, I just feel a little sick. He pressed his hand against my forehead, "Well, you don't feel warm." "Glad to know there's a doctor in the house," Gunner muttered as he dug through a box of stockings, Thalia trying to inconspicuously place a bow on his head. Kade ignored him, "Do you want to go lie down?" No, I'll be fine. I gave him a smile to reassure him. It seemed to work since he nodded and patted my head. "Well, tell me if you feel too bad and we'll go back up stairs." "You can't!" I turned to see a pouting Fallon. "We're supposed to decorate!" I grinned, kneeling in front of him to ruffle his hair, Don't worry, we will. I promised, didn't I?  His eyes lit up and he took hold of my hand, leading me towards the tree Liam and Rowan brought in before leaving to go help their mom and dad. Eric handed us a string of newly untangled lights that we began to wrap the tree with and then place ornaments. Riley joined in with Thalia. She smiled at me and started to hand Riley and me things to hang. Fallon, if he didn't think it was perfect would direct us to place them somewhere else.  "You know, I feel like some Christmas music," Ana announces, motioning for Shelby to go to the stereo and put some on.  'Last Christmas' started to play. Shelby turned and walked over to Ana, taking her hands in her's and began to dance. We all watched as she spun a laughing Ana around, love shining in their eyes as they made complete fools of themselves, having a blast as they did so. I glanced over to Kade, seeing him smile before his eyes met mine and his smile grew larger. When the song ended and the two giggling mates took a bow we clapped, laughing. Rory whistled and demanded an encore. My cheeks heated when Kade blew me a kiss from across the room. Ignoring it and my racing heart, I turned back to decorating the tree, sticking my tongue out at Thalia as she chuckled.  We spent the rest of the day decking out the home in all things Christmas. Stockings were hung over the fireplace and the tree was fully decorated and the lights twinkled. Mistletoe was placed in many of the doorways much to the mated couples' joy. We even got done hanging lights up outside.  I had gotten into the 'Christmas spirit.' It was fun to be around everybody, to partake in this tradition as part of a family even if I didn't understand everything. I knew Fallon and Riley were happy as well, smiles seemingly permanently fixed on their faces as they tried to help with every little thing. It was great to see them like this. I was looking forward to what Christmas Day would be like if this was already so much fun. I glanced over to the couch where Fallon had fallen to sleep. Riley was sitting beside him looking ready to pass out as well. It was almost midnight according to the clock, way past their bed time. I went over to them, carefully picking up Fallon as to not wake him. Come on, let's get you two to bed.  She yawned, nodding, and followed after me. We took our time but eventually reached their room, setting Fallon on the bigger of the two beds, knowing that they preferred to share. 

I remember Kade telling me how they had fought the others to let them sleep in the same room the first night we were here. Though it's normal that siblings with age differences didn't sleep in the same room, Fallon and Riley had never been apart from each other. Honestly, I don't think either of them could sleep without the other nearby. It worried me for what that might mean for their futures, knowing that they'll one day meet their own mates and have their own lives. For now, though, I was content to let them do as they pleased. "Night, Dad..." Riley murmured as she settles under the covers beside her brother. Good night. I shut the door, making my way to my own room. As soon as I entered, I felt strong arms wrap around me, picking me up and tossing me onto the bed. My heart pounded as I landed with a bounce.  "You ready, my love? I'm not going to hold back."  I could see Kade in the dim light as he approached. He was wearing what one would call a seductive smirk, but all I could see was him approaching me. I knew he wasn't here, but I couldn't help but feel paralyzed as Kade came towards me, my body trembling. Kade suddenly stopped, his face morphing into a panicked expression. "Baby? Are you alright?" He rushed over and I tensed, letting out a fearful whimper. "Asher, love, tell me what's wrong. Did I do something? You can tell me." He reached out to soothe me but stopped when I inched away. "Baby? Are you alright?" He rushed over and I tensed, letting out a fearful whimper. "Asher, love, tell me what's wrong. Did I do something? You can tell me." He reached out to soothe me but stopped when I inched away. "Please, Asher," He begged, "What's wrong? I'm so sorry if I did something. Please tell me so I can fix it." R-Rory said you w-were going to punish me b-because you... because I teased you a-and we got interrupted... And then I-I started to wonder if you were... were like Him and if you were going to hurt me because you were angry we didn't h-have s-sex. "What?! No, no, no, love. Rory never meant that type of punishment. I might have been a little sexually frustrated, but I'd never hurt you or force you. I'm not like him and I'm so sorry I made you doubt me. Please, Asher. Love, please look at me." It took over a minute before I could bring myself to glance at him, my eyes widening when I caught sight of a few stray tears running down his cheek. He was crying. I could see how scared he was, how terrified he was at the thought that he hurt me, that I was comparing him to that man. I saw him then. My Kade. My mate. How could I have thought he was anything but the kind man filled with so much love? The man I loved? I launched myself into his arms, whispering apologies through the link, letting him know that I knew deep down he'd never hurt me. We clung to each other, both regretting our own actions even though Kade didn't do anything wrong. It was only me letting my doubts run wild.  Kade kissed my neck, whispering words of love as we settled into bed, neither one of us felt like doing anything but cuddling. He made sure there wasn't any doubt in my mind, telling me to talk to him about anything I felt uncomfortable with. I nodded, snuggling closer to him, thankful I had such an understanding and forgiving mate. I thought back to before I met him, before he rescued me, not knowing exactly how I'd gone on living.  I love you, Kade. I'm so happy you found me. "I love you too. Finding you was the best thing I've ever done." He hugged me closer, kissing the top of my head. "I'll do anything and everything to keep you happy." I closed my eyes, a small smile on my face as I began to drift off.  Just stay with me. That's enough to make me happy...

Chapter 28

I wasn't the best at interpreting emotions, but even I could see there was something up. Early in the morning, they started acting strangely. Fallon wasn't normal hyperactive self and Riley was unusually silent for the majority of breakfast. There was a chance that I was wrong so I pulled Kade to ask what he thought. "Really? I don't think they're acting that strange."  I sighed, giving him an annoyed look. Either he was very dense or lying.  "Hey, hey. Don't look at me like that. They're probably just tired. Kids have rough days too." He patted my head before going back to finish eating. Though he was right that everyone has a bad day once in a while, I knew this was different. Call it a parent's intuition---something I was starting to wonder if Kade lacked but there was something going on.  So here I was, sneaking around trying to follow a couple of kids in a forest and I had no clue where they were heading. A part of me was slightly embarrassed about what I was doing, I mean, I was technically an adult and playing detective was a bit childish. I probably should've just came out and asked what was wrong. They wouldn't have told me, but at least I would've exhausted all other options. To make things worse, I even stayed in human form even though it wasn't as useful. I wasn't too worried though since they did as well. Straining my ears, I tried to pick up what they were saying. "It's got to be around here somewhere," Riley grumbled, turning in a circle. "Yeah, they said it was this way. Plus, we saw them take him in this direction." Fallon kicked up some leaves, "What if it's a bunker? Like it the movies. There might be a trap door." Riley thought about it for a second, "You might be right. Let's keep a look out for one." They started walking again, their eyes trained on the ground as they searched for this "trap door." I felt uneasy, but I couldn't give myself away yet. I didn't know everything yet and if I dragged them home they would just come back.  Who were they talking about? Before I could think about it, Fallon pointed. "Hey! There's a shed over there!" "Shh, we might get heard." Fallon instantly went silent and I chuckled. If there was anybody else here they probably did hear them. They were mature beyond their years but they were still kids at heart.  Riley reached for Fallon's hand, leading him, "Come on. We're going to do what we said, right?" "Y-yeah..." My heartbeat picked up speed at the flight fear in his voice. What were they going to do?  Riley kneeled in front of him, giving him a smile, "Don't worry. He can't get to us anymore, remember? He's locked away." Even though she looked calm on the outside for Fallon, I could see she was just as scared. I had a feeling in my stomach that I wasn't going to like what they were about to do. I could tell it was important to them though. Against my protective instincts, I let them proceed.  They walked past a dense group of trees, a small shed coming into sight. It was a simple structure, nice and clean looking. Surprisingly, the door swung open with just a push. They looked at each other before going in. Waiting a moment to let them go ahead, I rushed over, spotting an open trap door---just like they'd mused---that opened to a set of stairs. Stepping down silently, I listened to make sure I wouldn't run into them. When they were far enough away, I descended the rest of the steps. I had to chuckle at how loud they were being. Fallon didn't understand how not to stomp, his heavy footfalls echoing down the hallway. Riley, though trying her best, was shushing him equally as loud. I was definitely going to spend some time teaching them the ins and outs of stealth. Not that I was an expert, but at least I wasn't making noise. 

Suddenly, a door opened ahead, letting light stream into the hallway. I pressed myself to the side, backing away slowly until I was once again in the shadows just in case they turned around. They entered what seemed to be a room, falling silent. Letting my eyes adjust as I tip toed forward, I poked my head into the room only to find that they weren't there. It wasn't a mystery where they went. There were three doors and only one of them was opened.  The room itself wasn't too small. It looked like a small apartment. There was a small kitchen with a table and chairs as well as a living room area. I wasn't too worried since the pack's scent was all around, but I could detect blood farther ahead as well as rogues?  Oh, this is where they interrogate prisoners. The realization stopped me dead in my tracks. Why didn't it occur to me sooner? It should have been obvious. Kade said that there was a dungeon back here. But why would... Murphy. Of course, he was the only one it could be. I hadn't a clue why they would want to see him though. My heart heavy, I crept forward. I was met with a dim room, cells lined up on either side. Most were empty except for a few wolves. Passing them, I stopped just before turning a corner, my ears picking up Riley and Fallon's voices.. and Murphy's. Peeking around, I easily spotted his cell at the end. He sat in the middle of it, bruised and bloody. I shuddered when I saw his eyes, the fear long locked away coming to rear its ugly head. They were crazed, full of sinister intent as he looked at the pups. It was obvious he wanted to reach through the bars and snap their necks. It was the look of a madman, of someone who's lost all of his humanity. A sickeningly sweet smile found its way onto his face as he talked. "Why, hello children. Come to see your father before he's executed?" My blood ran cold. I knew that Riley and Fallon were biological siblings, their mother a kind woman named Rose but it never occurred to me that Murphy might be their father. Now that I looked at them all together, I realized that they did share characteristics. It was little things but it added up and Murphy would know, wouldn't he? He would be able to sense his children. The fact that he left them with that man, that he allowed them to be stuck in cages and starved, disgusted me. What was worse, Riley and Fallon didn't look shocked at all. "Asher and Kade are our fathers, not you." Riley was calm, looking straight at Murphy as she spoke. "Yeah," Fallon glared, "Why would we think of you as our dad? You never cared about us." "O, but there's still time for that." I could tell Murphy was suppressing his annoyance, applying a sweet coating over his words. "We can be a family, you just have to let me out." I was about to step forward---panic seizing me at the idea that they might take him up on his offer---when arms wrapped around me. Before I could yell, a hand covered my mouth. "Shh, Asher. It's me." I stopped struggling, Kade's lips next to my ear as he whispered, "Just watch." He let go of me and turned to watch. Riley had a look of surprise on her face, not expecting Murphy to say that. "Be a family, with you? No thanks, we already have one." He barked out a laugh, "The little mutt and his useless mate? As if. The kid was a great fuck but he's got so much baggage now. And that beta can't possibly take care of you when he's too busy with the mutt. I could though if you only---" "No!" Murphy fell silent, his eyes simmering at Fallon's interruption. "Asher's strong and he's a wonderful dad and so is Kade. They love us!" Murphy let loose a growl. "Then why the fuck are you here?"  They squirmed underneath his gaze. I was happy and scared at the same time. Their words lifted my heart, but why were they here? 

"Why did you leave us with him?" It was barely a whisper. Riley couldn't bring herself to look at Murphy. She trembled, waiting for his response. Fallon, seeing his sister's distress, took her hand in his. Thankful, she smiled, squeezing his hand before looking Murphy dead in the eye and repeating the question. "Why did you leave us in that place?" He started to laugh, softly at first before it got louder and more insane, "That?! That was what you wanted to know so badly?! You seriously just want to know why I gave you to Rufus?! Hahaha." "R-Rufus...?"  My heart began to pound in my ears. I held my breath, waiting for him to answer Riley even though I somehow knew who he meant. "The human, you dumb bitch and I didn't give him you, I gave him that cunt Rose. His mutt was getting boring, he wasn't even fuckable for Christ's sake. Always in that wolf form. I sure as hell wasn't going to risk getting my dick bitten off." "That still doesn't---" "Shut the fuck up and let me finish!" Spittle flew out of his mouth as he yelled. They were silent as his chest rose and fell, his breathing raspy. He coughed once before continuing, wiping the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. "Anyway.... The deal was that I could use the bitch whenever and he got to keep whatever popped out. The dumb fuck was going to breed you when you got older then sell off your pups. It was a decent idea and I wanted a cut." I could see the tears waiting to be released in Riley's eyes. Fallon only glared at the man, his fists clenched as he trembled in rage. Murphy took notice, grinning wickedly. "And you, you little bastard, we going to be raised as a guard dog. Probably would've been forced to breed the bitch too. You'd eventually take the mutts place and be used to train the pack and be used for Rufus's own frustrations. But then Eric had to show up and that coward up and ran. Stupid fucking human. Wish I killed him when I had a chance. Should have killed you brats too." He sneered, "Both of you meant nothing to me. You still mean nothing." I felt my blood boil. I wanted to launch myself at Murphy, to rip his tongue out for saying those things. How dare he talk to them like that? I knew full well what my place in that hell hole was, but Riley and Fallon could've been spared that knowledge.  Even though Kade was the one holding me back, I felt his body tremble in barely contained rage. He was just as angry as I was if not more.  "That bastard's going to pay a hundred times over before he get's the mercy of death..." His voice shook as he whispered the oath. I was about to twist my way out of his grasp, intent on doing it myself there and now when Fallon spoke. "I don't care." Murphy froze as Fallon calmly met his eyes. "You don't mean anything to me either. I don't need you and neither does Riley." He glanced at her, sending a quick smile. She smiled back though she still looked ready to cry. Straightening her back, she turned to Murphy, wiping at her eyes and sniffing once. "He's right. All we wanted was an explanation. We got it. It doesn't matter what you think about us, we have a family---and it isn't you." "Hmph, so that's it? You came down here just for that and are going to leave? Don't fuck with me--" "Don't fuck with us." My mouth dropped open as Fallon cursed. Behind me, Kade tried to muffle his laughter, sounding almost like he was suffocating as he leaned against the wall. Riley looked just as surprised and Murphy just sat back, his face neutral.  Fallon stuck his tongue out, looking real cheeky after cursing, "You're a bad person and I don't like bad people so you can just stay down here and rot." He grabbed Riley's and started to drag her away. They hurried out of the room with Murphy yelling at their backs. We tried to scramble back the way we came, but Kade tripped over a chair once we got to the first room, sending us tumbling to the floor. Riley's voice was just outside the doorway and we knew that it was too late to hide.  "Come on, we need to get back before... Oh."

We all froze when they caught sight of us. Kade helped me up and we just stood there awkwardly. I knew he wasn't going to say anything, he was shuffling back and forth waiting for me to do the parenting. Riley looked terrified that they'd been caught while Fallon stared at me with dread, knowing we heard him curse. I sighed. I think we're going to have to start a curse jar. Fallon turned red, "I-I just wanted to show him he didn't scare me..." "We know pup," Kade chuckled, deciding it was safe to speak now that he was sure he wouldn't be the bad guy, "But you're still too young to cuss. It's for adults---" You're going to put money in the jar too. I was annoyed. I'd probably end up being the stricter parent. I could just see it now: fun parent Kade saying yes right after I say no. "What?! Come on, baby! I'm a grown ass---" "Ah! One dollar in the swear jar!" Riley sang, a grin stretching ear to ear. I was happy she wasn't letting what Murphy said get to her. They both surprised me with their reactions. "Fine...." Kade let loose a huge sigh of defeat We ignored the sounds of Murphy howling, walking through the room and down the hall. Reaching the steps, I glanced at Kade. You knew what they were up to, didn't you? Yeah... I thought it would be some sort of closure for them... Sorry that I lied to you... I sighed, Don't do it again. I mean it. He leaned over to give me a peck once we were outside. I won't, I promise. I'm serious about the curse jar though. But why do I have to--- I just know you're going to leave the disciplining to me so might as well start now. He sighed. I looked over at Riley and Fallon when I heard a giggle. They probably knew what we were talking about. Really, Kade was being a baby about it. It would be good for him too. I mean, if you don't want to pay a dollar, I can just withhold sex for a couple days... No! I-I mean, nah. I'll pay the dollar. No sweat off my back... I sent him an amused look. Though he tried to play it off, I could see his horror at the idea. I laughed at his pained expression when he imagined going without sex. When I caught his eyes I felt my cheeks heat up. He looked at me with such warmth that it made my heart skip a beat. It was like I was his world in that instant.  "What?" "Oh, nothing. You're just so beautiful when you laugh." I felt myself go redder, Riley and Fallon snickering before making kissing noises at us. I didn't look at Kade as we walked home hand in hand. My heart pounded in my chest as I was fully aware of his presence, his every glance, his every breath. His scent was like a drug that I couldn't get enough of. I was positive I'd never get used to this man and his love.

The Consort's Fate - Chapter 18 - Part 1

*Warning Adult Content*

Kade

Asher had been acting weird. It started after Riley and Fallon confronted Murphy. At first, I had thought that he was angry at me letting them do it. When I went to him, about to explain that I had warriors surrounding the area as well as disguised as prisoners, he simply said he wasn't angry at all. With anyone else, I would have probably doubted them, but with Asher, I knew he told the truth. That left me even more confused though. If it wasn't that he was angry about Murphy, then what?  Honestly, as the weeks progressed, I was getting more and more suspicious. I couldn't prove anything, but he was deliberately avoiding me for the majority of the day. It was frustrating. I even went and asked everyone, but they knew nothing. They even told me I was the one acting weird! As hard as I might try not to doubt him, my mind kept going back to one thought: was he cheating on me?  That single question kept going through my head as I sat at my desk, holding a piece of paperwork that I wasn't actually reading. I was too stressed to actually do any work. The more I thought about it, the more bitter I became.  I snapped my head up when I heard a cough. I glared at Thalia as she stood there with her hand on her hip. She arched an eyebrow, gesturing to the paper in my hand, and I realized I'd crumpled it.  "What do you want?" It came out almost a growl. Was she the one... no, Gunnar was her mate. Then again, I was Asher's and he still might be cheating on. "Jesus fucking Christ, Kade. He's not cheating on you." I stared wide eyed as she threw her hands up. "What?" She let out a frustrated sigh, "I said he's not cheating on you dumbass. He's been hanging out with Rory." I tensed, a growl rumbling in my chest, "That doesn't mean anything." She gave me the 'are you really that stupid' look before sitting down. "Okay, if he was---which he would never do because he thinks the world of you... you'd feel it. Plus, Rory wouldn't ever do that. Honestly, I've never even seen him with anyone since we were all in high school." I thought about it, nodding my head. Frowning, I felt my cheeks heat up. Of course Asher would never do something like that. And she was right that'd I'd feel it if he did. Rory was like a brother to me and wouldn't betray me like that. I really was stupid. "Sorry Thalia," I mumbled, "I shouldn't have snapped at you." "No," She wagged her finger at me, "You shouldn't have ever doubted your mate. Jeez, Kade." I sighed, rolling out the tension in my shoulders as I leaned back in my chair. "So what did you come here for?" She smiled wickedly and I suddenly regretted the question. Who knew what she was going to say? I wouldn't put it past her to say that she just slaughtered a whole group of rogues and skinned them alive. Don't get me wrong. Thalia was great and a wonderful person, but she was dangerous and sometimes you wondered about her sanity. Not that I'd have her any other way. What she did say, shocked me. "I'm pregnant." My mouth dropped open and I almost fell out of my seat. "Seriously?! That's great!" "Yeah," She lit up, a beautiful smile on her face, "Only you, my sister, and Eric know and you can't tell anyone. I plan on surprising Gunnar as a Christmas present." "How far along are you?" I was bummed I couldn't spread the word, but Gunnar was going to love his Christmas present. I was happy for them. "Oh not that far. I went to a human doctor in town and he said I was about two weeks." "Human doctor? But what about the pack... Oh wait, you can't go to Gunnar." We laughed. "Yeah, that would mess up my Christmas surprise." I thought for a second, letting out a low hmm. "Well, when you get farther along, we can get someone to fill in for your duties. I'd say Rory, but he isn't the most... responsible?" She snorted, "You got that right. He's gotten better since high school, but he's still pretty useless for anything but tracking. Oh, and guess who's coming home?" I could tell she was excited. I tried to think of anyone but came up blank.

Shrugging, I gave up earning a frustrated sigh. "It's Calon! Isn't the beta supposed to find out about these things?" "No, that's your job," I grinned, thinking back to my high school days. Calon was two years younger than me but he was only a grade below us. We were all pretty close before he moved to Europe. It was cool that he was finally coming back. I whistled, "Man, I haven't seen him in, what? Almost three years?" "Yeah, I guess it would be around that long. He went and got his Associate's in business since he's been prepared to take over his family's business." "When's he supposed to come home?" "Today actually. Just in time for the Christmas Eve Party." "And I'm just finding out now?" I stood up, checking the time, "I think I'll go to town and buy him a gift. We've still got a few hours before it starts." She smirked, standing as well, "You're just using it as an excuse not to help set everything up." "You know me so well." I winked before leading the way out. I mean, I was but I also would feel bad if Calon showed up and there wasn't a gift waiting for him. As Thalia and I walked, we reminisced about high school. I stopped when we got to the entrance. "He still likes books right?" She paused, tilting her head, "I would think. I mean, he was a book worm in high school." I nodded, turning the doorknob and stepping outside.  I quickly went to a small bookstore in town. I grabbed a few random books since I honestly had no clue what he was into anymore. I went for older ones since he might keep up with the new releases and asked for them to be wrapped. After, I stopped by a bakery to grab a few sweets for Asher. He'd developed a sweet tooth and I knew he'd love them. It was an easy drive back and I got to the pack house an hour and a half later. Stepping out of the car, I dropped off the goodies in my room before going to find Asher. Usually, I'd just use the mind link, but he's been closed off lately. It confused and frustrated me, but I wasn't going to let it eat at me anymore. Like Thalia said, Asher wouldn't cheat on me.  I easily caught his trail and followed it throughout the house. He seemed to be pretty busy which was to be expected with the party tonight. It was an annual event and almost everyone in the pack came. Since Christmas was a time to be in your homes with your family, we used Christmas Eve to celebrate with everyone.  I walked into the kitchen, spotting an annoyed Jasper and pouting Lucas with mountains of food surrounding them. I guess Jasper snapped. He did that around holidays. Even though people brought their own food, he always made the most. Personally, I thought he looked at it as a competition and just wanted to outdo everyone.  "You guys okay?" They jumped, looking at me. "Uh, y-yeah." Jasper's annoyance turned to guilt when I mind linked him. Then why does Lucas look like someone kicked a puppy? He ducked his head, blushing, I... may have told him he was a nuisance and should get out of my way. I frowned, Then you should apologize. It's a time for celebration and being with your loved ones, not to be angry at people. Lucas looked at us suspiciously, knowing we were having a silent conversation. His attention was focused on Jasper, though, who had wrapped his arms around his waist and burying his face in the crook of Lucas's neck. I was already out of the kitchen by the time I heard their hushed words of love and forgiveness.  I had a smile on my face as I went to find Asher once again. His trail eventually lead me outside. He was easy to spot, my eyes zeroing in on his smaller form. He'd gotten to a healthy weight since we rescued him, even earning a little bit of muscle. He was still unbelievably adorable to me though. The way the corner of his mouth twitched before pulling into a full smile. The way he still titled his head like a wolf would when he listens. Even the way he growled when I got on his nerves never ceased to light a fire in me. This beautiful man was mine. 

I walked over to the table where he was sitting, wrapping my arms around him to lift him up before I took his spot, placing him on my lap. He instantly relaxed, his body molding itself against me. My attention drifted to Rory who was talking to him and a few others, telling a story about a prank he pulled when he was younger.  People were beginning to arrive. Someone put on Christmas music, the sound flowing through speakers that were placed inside and outside the main areas of the house. It was a nice atmosphere, the festivity bringing joy to everyone.  Asher had turned away from the group to look at something. Following his gaze, I saw Fallon playing with the rest of the pack's kids. He was jumping and laughing with everyone else. Riley sat on the ground beneath a large tree with a few other kids her age. She looked to be enjoying herself, talking and joking with them. When I glanced back at Asher, his eyes were full of warmth. I'm so glad you found us, Kade. He nuzzled closer to me. I kissed the top of his head, I'm am too. I love you, sweetheart. Love you too. We stayed there for awhile, only getting up to get a plate of food and coming back. We joined in the conversation at times and listened to the rest. It was great having everybody together. It was one of my favorite things about being a werewolf and having a pack. Asher, Riley, and Fallon might be my mate and my pups, but everyone here was also my family. I'd been around them all my life and was overjoyed to be able to share them with Asher. I was glad my pups were going to be able to grow up strong surrounded by people who care. Someone called that it was time to open gifts and the kids, of course, were the first to run in. Everyone else stayed back, not wanting to get trampled by the rugrats.  Why are we opening gifts now? Isn't Christmas tomorrow? I looked at Asher, Well, yeah, but on Christmas Eve you're allowed to open one gift. Since everyone goes to the party, we decided to do it here. He looked panicked and I chuckled, Don't worry, you don't have to give me anything. He glared at me playfully, Well, I will anyway. Ignoring my surprised expression, he took my hand and lead me over to where the presents were piled on top of a few tables that were pushed together. Everyone looked excited, even the adults. Eric picked up the presents---the children's being first... and called out the name on the tag. All the parents looked on lovingly as their children ripped open their gift, squealing in delight.  I pulled out my phone when Fallon and then Riley was called, taking a video. Fallon looked stunned, his mouth hanging open while Riley walked up red as a tomato. Everyone smiled at them, knowing it was their first Christmas, encouraging them to open the gifts. They looked to Asher and then me as if asking permission. "Go on guys," I chuckled, watching their faces light up as they tore into the colorful wrapping paper. They gasped real loudly, looking at us as they held up their gifts.  Fallon had gotten a Hot Wheels set and Riley art supplies. But that wasn't the reason they had tears in their eyes as Riley read a piece of paper out loud. It was adoption papers legally stating that they were Asher and my children. Eric pulled some string and, even though we weren't married, we both had legal custody of them.  Everyone was getting worked up as the pups ran to us, wrapping their arms around Asher and I. I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel a tear or two trickle down my cheek. Asher was beaming as he enveloped them in a bear hug. We'd long since considered them our kids, but this was something I knew meant a lot to them. They let out small sobs in between their thank you's and all the while we rubbed their backs. When they, and a lot of the pack, stopped crying, it was time for the adults' presents to be handed out. I went up and came back with Asher's present, leading him to a bench. He looked at me curiously as I placed him on my lap, his legs straddling me as he glanced down at the box. 

"Open it, Asher." He gave me a small smile as before gingerly ripping off the wrapping. His jaw dropped when he lifted the lid of the small box. Inside were two glass wolves, one slightly smaller than the other. The wolves nuzzled each other, sharing a lover's embrace.  I blushed, my eyes darting to and from his, "I didn't really know what you would like..."  He smiled at me before gently pressing his lips to mine. I love it, Kade. Thank you. I grin split my face as I hugged him close, "I'm glad." When we pulled away, a nervous expression crossed his face. I-I have a gift too, but I don't know if you'll like it... I smiled and reassured him I'd love anything he got me. He told me to close his eyes and I did with a chuckle. A minute passed without either of us moving, both our hearts racing for some reason. I heard the grandfather clock ring from inside, indicating it was midnight. Suddenly, I felt his breath on my ear. I was confused and was about to ask what he was doing when I froze. "Mer...ry... Chris..mas... Ka..de. I Lo...ve... you..." I pulled back, my eyes wide as I stared into his nervous ones. "Asher, did you just talk?" He bit his lip, his brows furrowed, "Yes..." It came out slow and slightly raspy, but there was nothing that sounded better to my ears. My eyes stung from unshed tears as I hugged him to me. "I love you too, baby. This is the best present I've ever gotten. Thank you so much." "You can thank me too." I looked up to see Rory grinning at us as well as everyone else. "I mean, I've been helping him practice." My mouth formed an 'oh.' So that was why Asher has been avoiding me to hang out with Rory. Here he was trying to give me something wonderful and I had the gall to think even for a moment that he'd been cheating. I quickly thanked Rory as Asher got off my lap, giving me a cheerful smile.  The kids were already starting to crash, some of the parents deciding to call it a night and head home. We fetched Fallon who was swaying back and forth and then Riley. Tucking them into bed, Asher and I both kissed their foreheads before heading back downstairs. I took a seat on the couch next to Rory and Asher crawled on top of me. He was getting tired too. I kissed his cheek, Do you want to go to bed? He shook his head and I smirked, knowing he would be asleep in minutes. "This is a pretty great Christmas, man," Rory said suddenly, smiling as he stared at Asher. I knew what he meant. This was probably the best so far. I had my mate, my pups, and the rest of my family.  "Oh," I perked up, remembering something that made the holiday even better, "Calon's coming home too." Rory didn't have the reaction I thought he would. The smile slipped off his face, being replaced with outright panic. He tried to cover it up, "Really? When's he coming?" "Today actually." I didn't understand why he'd react like that. I heard a commotion, turning to see people taking turns hugging a man. My lips pulled into a smile."Speak of the devil."

"Uh, y'know what? I'm feeling tired, I think I'm going to go lay down."

I sent Rory a shocked and confused look when he got up quickly.

Before he'd even taken a couple step, there was a low growl.

Rory froze, turning around with fear in his eyes.

He locked eyes with Calon, visibly trembling as he stalked over.

Asher was awake and staring wide eyed as Calon stopped just a foot away, taking in a huge breath.

"Mate," he said, dangerously low, barely more than a growl.

There were gasps.

People started to smile and congratulate the two but stopped when they noticed Rory back away, bringing his hands up, terror quite evident in his body language.

And then Calon stepped forward and punched Rory in the face.

~The End~

The Consort's Fate - Chapter 17 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

His Reluctant Mate

Rory Blackwood has always been the Alpha's goofy younger brother.

Hell, he's considered everyone's goofy younger brother.

And he's fine with it.

But when he realized who his mate was, he distanced himself, fearing the meaning of the word 'mate' especially when it seemed his mate was homophobic.

He hated every minute of it but he couldn't put himself out there, not when his mate didn't yet feel the mating bond.

He just couldn't.

Calon Lynch has been in love with his best friend for as long as he could remember.

The fact that his best friend's a guy AND the Alpha's little brother, not to mention two years older, kept him from revealing his feelings.

When the love of his life suddenly seemed to want nothing to do with him, Calon decided to study abroad in an attempt to forget all about him.

But when Calon returns home unexpectedly, Rory can't hide that he's his mate any longer.

Calon's waited long enough and Rory's protests won't deter him.

He's not the same boy he was before he left and Rory's going to find out the hard way.

His reluctant mate won't get away a second time.

Calon Lynch and Rory Blackwood

The Consort's Fate - Chapter 17 - Part 1

*Warning Adult Content*

Rogue - Synopsis

Rogues were a species that were hated by many, some born as a rogue, some leaving their old packs because of their Alpha and some kicked out of their packs because of bad behavior, they have to steal, kill, and destroy whatever stands in their way so they can survive.

So when Ashton Blake, a rogue wolf who is determined to survive and is willing to do whatever it takes to stay alive, meets Benedict Stapleton an Alpha who strongly dislikes rogues to the point of wanting to massacre them all, what happens?

Ashton Blake (Rogue) and Benedict Stapleton (Alpha)

Chapter 1: Rogue

A S H T O N B L A K E

I stared at the fire before me, a cup of alcohol in my hands as I watched the orange and red flames dance together. I stared at the fire before me, a cup of alcohol in my hands as I watched the orange and red flames dance together. It was cold out tonight, the multiple fires set up around camp not helping any of us stay warm. "Hey, Ash." I looked up, a small smile playing on my lips when I saw the thin girl. She smiled as she walked over to me, taking the spot beside me. "Hey, Aaliyah," I smiled as I brought the cup of alcohol to my lips. "Hey, Adam, " I greeted the muscular man once he walked over, his eyes immediately finding his small mate beside me. "How was Hunting Practice?" I asked to no one in particular. "Excellent..." "She doesn't know how to not spook an animal," Adam said bluntly, cutting off his raven haired lover. I laughed as she glared at him, earning me an elbow to my arm from my best friend. "We're going to have to move soon, so we'll have to continue her training at the new spot." He sighed " We're moving already? We've only been here for, what, a week? Where are we going?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow. "Somewhere without a pack a few miles away" he answered "Jacob apparently didn't check the area before setting up camp. Aaliyah and I found a pack a few miles away from here while at hunting practice. I made sure we were far away enough so they couldn't see or smell us but we watched them. It seems like a well ordered community and when a pack is good enough to be a well ordered community, there's always an excellent Alpha who's willing to do whatever it takes to protect it." "Well it's a few miles away, right? I'm sure it will be fine as long as we don't come in contact with them " " It's a big pack, Asher, we could very well be on the brink of trespassing on their land and we wouldn't even know until it happens. " He spoke " A pack that big is bound to have miles and miles of territory. If they find out we're close to that territory, they'll kill or torture all of us until the trees are decorated in our blood. We'd have no chance of escaping here alive if we don't leave now " He crossed his arms " You don't know that " I shook my head in disagreement. " Our fighting skills could be on the same level, we might even be better. You've trained all of us and everyone here knows you're the best " " They probably have better weapons and better teachers though, Asher " He sighed " Besides, it doesn't even really matter who is better. It's all about numbers. We have twenty- four people at camp, excluding those unable to fight, we have around 18. They probably have around two or three thousand." "Did you tell Jacob yet? " I asked " No, He's busy with a girl in his tent " Adam seemed annoyed but he didn't make any bad remarks about his Alpha, he simply sat down next to his mate and took her hand into his to try and calm his anger. Their relationship was always very sweet to me and I doubt that will ever change. Aaliyah is a newly made rogue and had found and joined our little pack less than a month ago. She had left her old pack because of how she had been treated by the Alpha and his Luna for being a girl. I don't really know all the details but I know her last pack had strong opinions about females and that they thought men were superior. Adam was also born into a pack, and he stayed there for the first month of his life before he, along with his father and brother left. For some reason, his mother decided to stay behind and let her husband and two kids become rogues without her. I don't know why they left their pack but from there on out, Adam lived with his father and brother in the woods. Adam lived with them for the first fourteen years of his life. When they were killed, he was on his own until he found Jacob when he was twenty-four. When Aaliyah joined our pack, she saw Adam coming back from Hunting Practice and immediately knew he was hers. Since she was new, she needed to be trained properly and since Adam is the packs only teacher about all things related to fighting, they bonded quickly.

Usually training only lasts a few weeks but I'm fairly certain he's only keeping her in training because he wants to spend time with her. Although, there's also a strong possibility that she was born a lover and not a fighter but they will always be my favorite couple because they both helped each other heal from a broken past. " Who is the girl in his tent? " I asked, genuinely curious about the mystery girl in my Alphas tent. " I think Abigail " Aaliyah answered. " Everyone can see the flirtatious looks they share with each other " " Poor Ezra " I replied, watching as he leaned against a tree, staring at Jacob's tent with a cold glare. " How did I miss that? " Aaliyah gasped when she followed my gaze " Jacob's new play toy is most definitely Abigail!! " She exclaimed loudly, slapping her hand over her mouth when Ezra looked our way. Ezra was Abigail's boyfriend. They weren't mates but both claimed they didn't care. Their relationship had been going on for at least three years. " Who was Jacob's last play toy? " I turned my head to look at my best friend, curious of her answer. " Valerie "  " Ah " I nodded in understanding, suddenly remembering the sweet girl. Aaliyah didn't have the fortune of meeting Valeria since Aaliyah came much later than when Valeria was still here but everyone around camp stills talk about her so I'm fairly certain Aaliyah isn't uninformed about what happened. I turned my head away from Aaliyah so I could continue to look at Ezra glare at his Alphas tent. Valeria was a quiet girl who had been kicked out of her pack for sleeping with her Alpha. I guess her Alpha's Luna didn't take the situation lightly because she had told her mate it was either her or Valeria. He didn't choose Valeria. Jacob found her curled up against a tree, muddy and severely underweight, while we were moving areas and immediately took her in. The story of a 'whore' manipulating her way into an Alpha's life for the Luna title was spread from pack to pack, her reputation was left ruined so other packs couldn't find it in them to accept her but all of us knew the truth, she was simply in love. Jacob and Valeria naturally became close, really close. After all, who could blame her for taking comfort in her savior? After a few months of them courting, she became pregnant. Everyone in our camp was excited at the time because it would be the first baby our camp had ever seen, but it was a difficult pregnancy and an even more difficult birth. Her screams filled her lovers tent to the brim for hours before she officially gave birth, to a baby that wasn't crying and while everyone was focused on the baby's recovery, Valeria was left to bleed out. Since then, Alpha Jacob has let his priorities slip away. I lifted my cup to my lips, finishing the last drop of the alcohol stuck in the cup before setting the cup on the ground by my foot. " I'll be back " I looked down at Aaliyah and Adam who simply nodded as I stood. When I first met Aaliyah, she had already met Adam and I think it was a few days after she arrived, before I finally ran into the thin girl but I quickly became fast friends with both of them since they tended to stick together. They helped keep the darkness of being a rogue away so I couldn't imagine my life without them. I have been a rogue basically my whole life but the first rogue pack I was accepted into was Alpha Jacob's and that was years after I already became one of the most hated creatures out there. I was accepted into this pack when I was seventeen and now I'm twenty-two. Adam was now twenty-six and Aaliyah was nineteen. I walked away from camp, away from them,  so I could relieve myself. I stood in front of a tree just outside of camp before unbuttoning my jeans and pulling down the zipper. It was hard to be hated by everyone just because of what we were. I sighed, memories flashing through my mind as I listened to the steady stream of piss before giving my dick a quick shake and stuffing it back into my pants.

I ran a hand through my hair before walking back to camp in silence, the crunch of leaves and sticks under my feet the only noise that was noticeable. When I got back to camp, Aaliyah and Adam were still sat on the fallen tree but Aaliyah was now cuddled into her mate's side. I smiled at Aaliyah whose eyes were now closed. " Guess she was tired from training " Adam hummed, a small smile playing on his lips as he talked about his mate. I turned my gaze away from the couple before focusing my gaze on the fire before me. It was always amusing to me how the orange and red flames danced together. So beautiful and yet so destructive.

Chapter 2: Risky Promises

I leaned against the tree as I sipped on my drink, Aaliyah standing beside me staring at Alpha Jacob's tent. " What do you think they're talking about right now? " Aaliyah turned to look at me, her eyebrows nit together " They've been in there for quite awhile " She stated, frowning as she moved her gaze towards the tent again. She raised her left hand to her mouth before starting to chew on her thumbnail, the action clearly showing that she was beyond nervous. " Adam is probably telling Jacob about how it's unsafe to camp here any longer. Jacob is probably saying something about it being fine " I sighed. " ...Probably " She agreed after a minute or two, but it was clear I didn't ease her nerves when she turned to look at me with worried eyes. " It's gonna be fine " I stated, my voice sort of unsure. " I hope so. If it really is as unsafe as Adam says it is, I don't want to be here any longer " She shared with me, her voice somewhat muffled because her thumbnail was still stuck between her two rows of perfectly straight teeth. " I hope you know Adam will never let anything bad happen to you, Aaliyah. Neither will I, you're like my little sister " I looked down at her, smiling at the thin girl. " And you're like my older, annoying brother " She chuckled, but even then, her laugh didn't seem genuine. She looked back at the tent before sighing loudly, her worried eyes eventually turning to look up at me again. " I'm glad to be of service " I rolled my eyes playfully, running a hand through my hair before looking away. I turned my gaze towards Jacob's tent, my eyes stuck to the makeshift door until I saw Adam walk out. He looked absolutely pissed. He walked towards us, his jaw clenched as he pulled Aaliyah into a hug. " Adam? What happened? " Aaliyah was the first to speak, her voice tiny. "Alpha Jacob, " he grumbled, into her long dark hair. "Alpha Jacob happened." "What happened with Alpha Jacob? " I raised an eyebrow at the obviously upset male. " He's decided he's going to try to catch them off guard by taking a group of people, have them walk through miles and miles of woodland and then try to sneak into the Alpha's land, " Adam replied, sighing into Aaliyah's hair before letting her go. "All because Jacob wants to talk to the Alpha " " That would be a bloodbath " My eyes widen as I speak. " I know " He sighed, taking Aaliyah's hand into his as he continued to speak " I tried to tell him, but he wouldn't listen. He taking a group of men with him tonight, I'm supposed to be going along with them," he spoke as he looked at me. I turned my head to look at Aaliyah, her hand gripping Adam's tightly as she stared down at the ground. She looked scared. " I'll go " I volunteer, turning my eyes back to Adam's. He looked at me, obviously confused, before speaking, " You don't have to come along, Asher. I'm sure Jacob has already picked who's going " I turn my gaze back to Aaliyah who was still looking at the ground, her worried eyes filled with tears. She didn't seem to hear my statement, in fact, she seemed like she was in a whole other world. " I'll go " I restated before looking at Adam. " ...Alright, I'll go tell Jacob that we have a volunteer " He shrugged softly before looking down at his beautiful mate. " I'll be back " He smiled at her before kissing her lips. He looked at me before letting go of Aliyah's hand and walking back towards Jacob's tent. I watched as he knocked on the makeshift door a total of four times before being let into his Alpha's tent. " I'll make sure he remains safe " I look at Aaliyah, smiling at the girl who quickly rushed towards me and hugged me. " Thank you, Ash " She hugs me tightly, her head pressed against my shoulder. " Bring him back to me, please " She let out a breath as she spoke to me. " I will, I'll bring him back to you " I promise her as I continue to hold her, hoping to ease her nerves. " You come back too, alright? I need you both " She spoke before pulling away from me, looking up at me with her lips pressed tightly together. I nod in understanding, smiling at her.

" Asher! " I hear someone yell. I turned my head, my eyes catching on Adam and Jacob who were now standing by each other in front of Jacob's makeshift door. Adam was staring at Aaliyah and my interaction, his eyes mostly focused on his mate, while Jacob was simply ogling Aaliyah as he summoned me. Adam seemed to notice my eyesight on them last, clearing his throat before calling another guy I despised over, the guy's group of minions following him. My eyes drifted to Ryan, the man now standing a few feet away from the Adam and Jacob, his eyes trained on me as he listened to Adam speak words I couldn't hear. Being a rogue was slightly different than simply being a werewolf. We didn't have phenomenal hearing and phenomenal healing abilities because we didn't have the strength of an actual pack to help us. We had an Alpha, yes, but Jacob wasn't chosen by the moon goddess herself. He chose himself to build his own pack filled with wolves that no other pack would choose. Ryan rolled his eyes before nodding to whatever Adam said, crossing his arms before he looked at me with a raised eyebrow. " Are you deaf or something? Jacob called you over here, dumbass " He spoke, his minions standing by him snickering at his statement. He had been standing by some of the stronger men and women in our little pack who were most likely going with us to the other Alpha's pack " Let's go " He spoke impatiently. I rolled my eyes before looking at Aaliyah, forcing a smile as I looked at the petite dark-haired girl. " Bye " I leaned forward, kissing her forehead before leaving her behind. I noticed Adam walk over to her shortly after I reached the group of people who were going with us to complete Jacob's dumb plan. I smiled as Adam and Aaliyah hugged, their arms wrapped around each other so tightly that Aaliyah was practically invisible because of Adam's ability to hide her in his chest. I wondered if they thought that it would physically hurt if they were to leave each other for more than a minute. I wondered if it actually did hurt to leave your mate. I smiled at the sight of them before focusing on Ryan who was telling the others the plan. I almost laughed as Jacob stared at Ryan in hate, his eyes narrowed and his arms crossed as Ryan told the others the plan for him. " -by surprise " He stated " We'll mask our scents before sneaking up on them, once we slaughter all the guards who are standing watch by the boundary line, we'll accompany Jacob into the Pack-House so he can meet with- " " That's the dumbest plan I have ever heard " I interrupt Ryan stares at me in annoyance before opening his big mouth, probably to tell the others that Jacob's plan will work successfully when in reality we'll all die if we use it. " Keep your opinions to your-self..." Jacob started " What's going on over here? " I heard Adam speak, now standing beside me. " I was telling everyone that the plan was to mask our scents, sneak up on the guards patrolling their borders, kill them and then sneak Jacob into the Pack- House so he can meet with the Alpha. It's pretty late so I don't expect anyone to be up when we go into the Pack House but if someone's up, we could simply just kill them " Ryan said, his tone slightly annoyed I looked over at Adam, snorting when I saw his expression that read 'What the fuck.' " Fine " Adam sighed which made my eyes widen " But instead of killing the guards, just knock them out. Same with the pack members, just knock them out. There's no need to kill them unless they try to kill us " " Jacob told us to kill them " Ryan spoke before looking over at Jacob. " Sir, didn't you say to just kill the guards so it's easier to get through the borders " Jacob stood there with his hands in his pockets for a few minutes before answering. " Just do as Adam says " He rolled his eyes before starting to walk towards the other Pack. " No kills tonight " Adam states before starting to walk. I looked back at where Aaliyah was last standing only to see that she wasn't there.

I took a breath before focusing on the fire I had been previously standing in front of. I watched as the flames danced together before following the others towards the pack, a sense of nervousness filling my body for unknown reasons. I will make sure Adam returns to Aaliyah but what if I can't return to Aaliyah?

Chapter 3: Destined To Bleed

We walked through miles and miles of woodland before I noticed men and women walking with guns in their hands, all of them walking in a straight line, following whoever was in front of them before turning around to go the other way. We all stopped when we saw the warriors, studying them before covering our bodies with the plant we usually used if we needed to mask our scents. We went unnoticed by them, all of us hiding behind trees or crouching behind plants a few feet away. I studied a woman who was currently walking in front of me. Her hair was pulled back into a bun and she wore black leggings paired with a black tank top. She seemed more than ready to take on anything. I looked away from the intimidating woman, my eyes darting from one warrior to another to another. There were warriors everywhere, all of them wearing black clothing and holding a gun. Although, I wouldn't doubt that they had other weapons hidden in other places on their muscular bodies. " There's too many " Adam turned to look at me, speaking in a low and quiet voice so the warrior's couldn't hear us. " I'm going to tell the others we have to leave " I nodded, my eyes soon darting back to the line of warriors protecting their Alpha's land. " Get ready to die " I heard a voice say, the tone of the voice practically leaking arrogance. I watched as all of the warriors turned to us, growls now escaping all of their mouths as they discovered us. " Shit " I heard Adam curse, his eyes darting to Ryan who had said the idiotic sentence in the first place. Ryan was standing now, his arms crossed as he ignored the irritation filled look Adam was sending him. Some of the warriors started to change into their wolf form, the others staying in their human form while holding a gun at us. " Do you have a death wish? " Adam gritted his teeth as he stared at Ryan. Ryan rolled his eyes before running towards the line of warriors. The rest of us all stepped out of our hiding spots, most of us shifting. I heard guns firing as I finally shifted, running towards the war we caused. Her name was Stella, she was one of the oldest and strongest woman in Jacob's pack but the younger girl had landed more punches than her. I noticed Ryan was battling a shifted wolf and was failing miserably at the task of hopefully beating whoever they were. Another man from my pack was currently battling another man, both of them in human form, but the man from my pack seemed to have a lot more injuries. I growled as I realized we had no chance of getting past them alive. I focused my attention back on the shifted wolf in front of me, their canines extended and their eyes glowing a bright yellow while mine glowed a dark red. I growled again, showing my canines to the stronger wolf before jumping onto them. Loud growls escaped both of our mouths as I wondered something. In another lifetime, could we have been friends... or at least acquaintances that didn't want to kill the other? If I wasn't a rogue, if I wasn't one of the most destructive creatures out there, if I wasn't this disgusting creature, could I possibly be friends with the wolf in front of me? The wolf easily outsmarted me, pinning me to ground as their eyes glowed their bright yellow again. I growled, struggling to breathe as the wolf let all their body weight lay on me. The shifted wolf I was currently battling suddenly shifted, pinning me to the ground in their human form. I growled as the man dug his claws into my skin in hopes that I'll be weak enough to not fight back. I groaned at the feeling but pushed the man off of me. My breathing was heavy as I stood from the ground, looking down at the man still lying there from me pushing him off me before shifting myself. He grinned at me before getting up and tackling me to the ground, my head hitting the dirt floor. My vision blurred from the impact, barely being able to see the wolf on top of me. Although I was barely able to see him, I felt every one of his punches, his fist repeatedly hitting my face.

I looked up at him when he raised his fist to hit again, continuing to breathe heavily. My eyes widened before I let my canines dig into his bare arm. I tasted his blood invade my mouth, the disgusting taste making me gag. He let out a shout before ripping his arm from my mouth. He groaned as he got off of me, holding his bleeding arm as he tried to stop the blood flow. I got up quickly, my eyes darting from one warrior fighting one of us to the next. My eyes were wide as I watched the warriors fight us. It was surreal to see the warriors fight us without thinking about it, not caring that we were people too. They fought us without a second thought just because we were rogues. My feet immediately started moving when I saw Adam. He was kneeling on the ground, his eyes stuck to the ground as a woman stood in front of him. 'Aaliyah.' I ran quickly, my breathing heavy as I remembered the small girls words. The woman standing in front of Adam held an evil grin on her face but she proved that she was truly wicked when I saw that she was holding a gun, the tip of the gun pressed against Adam's head. I grunted as I forced myself to run faster, groaning as I crashed into the woman. I laid on top of her, trying to pry the gun from her hands. She growled at me as she held onto the weapon, not letting her grip on the destructive weapon falter. Her eyes darted behind me, a quick grin coming across her face. I turned my head, my eyebrows pulled together when I saw a man there. Then a sharp pain quickly spread throughout my body. I looked down to see him pressing a knife into my side, pulling it out with a malicious smile. I watched blood drip from the silver knife as he held it by his side. I struggled to breathe as I fell to the ground beside the woman I was trying to get the gun from. I held my side, trying to stop some of the blood from pouring out of me. Tears pricked my eyes as I felt the pain invade my body, drowning me in agony. Does this mean I was always destined to bleed? To die like this? As a creature that was hated by so many? I felt a tear run down my cheek because of the indescribable pain that flooded me before everything went black.

Chapter 4: Sweet Strawberries and Sandalwood.

I woke up on the floor of a dirty cell, my side aching in pain as I came to my senses. Sitting up slowly, I winced as I pressed a dirty hand to my still bleeding stab wound. I inhaled as I stood from the concrete floor with shaky legs, my side radiating pain. While looking around the small room, I noticed that there were deep scratches on the walls that surrounded me. I furrowed my eyebrows as I studied the scratches, wondering if the animal who caused them was feral or not. The scratches certainly seemed like they came from something feral because of how rugged they looked. But I wondered if the scratches came from something feral or just a rogue fighting for their life. I looked away from the deep scratches a few moments later, a heavy feeling remaining in my chest that was telling me that the same animal who caused those scratches didn't leave this cell with their life. A sigh escaped through my lips as I leaned back against the wall, my hand covering my wound as I started to look around the room again. I leaned my head back against the wall, taking deep breathes to try and distract myself from the pain of being stabbed. I stared down at the floor with lazy eyes, my energy continuing to drain from my body every second. While I was looking down at the concrete floor, I noticed that the floor was covered in dirt and realized that the air was thick with dust and animal hair, most likely the last wolves hair that they kept down here. As the hours continued to pass by, I continued to wonder if they planned to keep me down here forever. I wondered if they were going to keep me here until I died from dehydration or malnourishment. And I wondered if anyone from my pack was coming to get me.

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They fought us without a second thought just because we were rogues. My feet immediately started moving when I saw Adam. He was kneeling on the ground, his eyes stuck to the ground as a woman stood in front of him. 'Aaliyah.' I ran quickly, my breathing heavy as I remembered the small girls words. The woman standing in front of Adam held an evil grin on her face but she proved that she was truly wicked when I saw that she was holding a gun, the tip of the gun pressed against Adam's head. I grunted as I forced myself to run faster, groaning as I crashed into the woman. I laid on top of her, trying to pry the gun from her hands. She growled at me as she held onto the weapon, not letting her grip on the destructive weapon falter. Her eyes darted behind me, a quick grin coming across her face. I turned my head, my eyebrows pulled together when I saw a man there. Then a sharp pain quickly spread throughout my body. I looked down to see him pressing a knife into my side, pulling it out with a malicious smile. I watched blood drip from the silver knife as he held it by his side. I struggled to breathe as I fell to the ground beside the woman I was trying to get the gun from. I held my side, trying to stop some of the blood from pouring out of me. Tears pricked my eyes as I felt the pain invade my body, drowning me in agony. Does this mean I was always destined to bleed? To die like this? As a creature that was hated by so many?

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I blinked away the memory as I remembered the pain I had felt in that moment. When the hours continued to pass without a single soul in sight, I lost hope of anyone coming to rescue me. I pressed my lips together as I slid down the wall, my hand pressed against my open wound as I stared at the blank wall in front of me. It remained quiet throughout the night, the only sound I could hear being my own breathing. The light from the sunrise distracted me from my staring contest with the wall. Sighing in defeat, I turned my body slightly to look out of the small window you could barely see out of. Although there was a window in the tiny cell, it was too small for even the smallest of wolves to climb out of. A groan escaped through my lips when I suddenly felt my stab-wound send another moment of pain throughout my body. I looked down to see my shirt completely drenched in the crimson colored substance. My eyes widened as I held my breath, slowly raising my shirt so I could see the deep wound. I hadn't noticed how awfully red it was, or how deep it was when I woke up. But now that I was looking at it, I noticed that it was still a bloody red and looked like it would be a bitch to try and heal. I sat on the ground, giving up on trying to look out of the clouded and barred window. A small grunt escaped my lips as I turned my body away from the window, continuing my staring contest with the wall. This is until I heard loud footsteps walking towards me. I quickly rose to my feet, grunting again in pain as I looked through the thick steel bars that kept me in here. I watched as a woman stopped in front of the cell, looking me over before a smile spread across her young looking face. Her hair was brown and wavy, falling over her shoulders as she stared at me with her bright blue eyes. She looked absolutely stunning. She held a key up, grinning at me before pushing it into the lock. " My name is Beatrix " She smiled as she turned the key " ...My brother would like a visit with you " She explained before opening the cell door, humming softly as she looked at me holding my side. " I'll make sure you get something for that " She pointed at my side. " What's your name? " Her heals clicked on the floor as she walked towards me, pulling a pair of handcuffs from her pants pocket. " You know it's rude to not answer a lady back " She raised a brow My eyes darted behind the beautiful woman, noticing how she left the cell door open. "If you try to run, the group of wolves waiting by the door will make this situation a lot worse for you "  She spoke, regaining my attention. "Turn around." I sighed as I turned around, now facing the wall filled with harsh scratches. She gently took my hands into hers, handcuffing me before she clarified that I could turn back around. " Let's go " She spoke, pressing her hand onto my back as she led me out of the room. Her touch faltered as I heard the cell door shut, my figure standing just outside of the cell as I waited for her instructions. She walked with me down the long hallway, my head hung as we passed more cell-like rooms. Most of them held wolves, some young and some old but despite that difference, they all smelled like rogue. The woman walking beside me, Beatrix I think, remained silent as we walked down the long hallway. Her bright smile was no longer present as we reached the door at the end of the hallway, like she had said, big burly men held guns in their hands as they stood by the door. " Please move " She spoke when they didn't immediately move away from the door. She seemed pleased when they stepped out of the way, ignoring the way they looked at me like they would celebrate if I were to die. Beatrix didn't seem to mind their stares, she just kept walking with me by her side. I turned to look behind me when I heard footsteps, my eyes catching on the big burly men from earlier walking behind us. A sigh escaped my lips as I walked beside Beatrix, letting her lead me to a room in the back of what I assumed to be the pack-house.

She stopped walking in front of a large wooden door, only knocking once before twisting the nob and letting it open. Then I was bombarded by the most beautiful scent, a mix of what I could only describe as sweet strawberries and sandalwood. The scent made my toes curl as I looked around the room, my eyes stopping on a dark haired male who was looking at me with pure hatred.

Chapter 5: Rogue and Vanilla

They all deserved to die. They all deserved to feel pain in their last moments alive. They all deserved to be hated, to be known as the most despicable species alive. And as I sat in my chair studying the male in front of me, I could only see him as one of them. It didn't matter that his rogue scent was somewhat hidden because his natural scent, the scent he would've had if he was never a filthy rogue, the scent I could only describe as vanilla, wasn't the only smell that emitted off him. I doubt anyone else could smell the vanilla scent radiating off of him, and I would've liked to have that privilege because the only reason I smelled the vanilla scent he emits was because I was his mate. I was this rogue's mate which meant his scent was heightened for me and for me alone.  And I hated that fact with my whole being. I didn't want to smell the vanilla scent he still somehow held.

The Consort's Fate - Chapter 16 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

Finn

'Destroy. Conquer. Victory. Power.'

It beats into my head like a mantra.

The Vampire inside of me howls its praise.

It isn't until I feel a gentle hand touch my shoulder that I snap back to reality.

I tear my fangs away from Gabriel's chest and glance down.

A grey rotting corpse is what's left of him.

The area around his heart is open and festering, oozing with a black tar that I realize is my venom.

I back away on instinct.

The Vampire inside me purrs his admiration, luring me back into its clutches.

I'm drunk on it. The darkness.

It's no wonder The Force is as chaotic as they are.

They haven't been taught to fight their instincts.

I close my eyes and disconnect with my Vampire, locking it away as best I can.

It's harder this time.

Our conquest is fresh and feeds his power.

Brayden catches my gaze and gives me a single nod of reassurance.

Despite his expressionless gaze, there's an emotion of worry that I taste in the air.

It's bitter as it hits the back of my throat.

I hastily wipe away my venom with the back of my hand and grimace as the black tar of my blood smears across my knuckles.

"I'm fine," I mumble.

Brayden's eyes bore into me but I refuse to meet his gaze, fearing he'll see the torment of warring thoughts and pain within me.

Whispers of disbelief and shock sweep through The Force.

The female with the belt of intestines steps forward.

Her bright eyes study the scene before her.

The other members watch as she sinks to her knees and bows her head in our direction.

"You are the victor," she says in a honied tone.

"The Force is now yours to command. We will follow you."

Like blades of grass bending to an unyielding wind, the other Vampires nod their allegiance and give Brayden a knee.

He stares back at them, sparing each a solitary glimpse before moving to the next.

This is his show of acceptance as their leader.

He pulls the heavy burden onto his shoulders like an invisible cloak.

"There is no honor in destruction," Brayden begins.

He rises to his full height and tucks his hands behind his back.

"There is no celebration in death."

He waves behind him to Gabriel's mangled, rotting form.

"You were led by a male who thrived on both. That ends today. At one time, we were all created as weapons. It is that shallow thinking that has birthed the fear around our kind for centuries. I cannot promise that this will be an easy path forward. There will still be moments of destruction and sadness ahead."

A single male raises his fist and cheers.

"Their blood will be ours," Brayden silences him with a scowl of repugnance.

"We will fight for peace. Hear me now, all of you. The disobedience of my orders will not be tolerated. We will fight as one. Grow as one. Build our strength and loyalty as one. Do I make myself clear?"

Silence.

His words echo in the wind.

The timbre of his voice shudders with power.

It's a side of him I haven't seen before.

The males and females of The Force feel it too.

They stare back at their leader and nod their obedience.

"Rise, all of you," Brayden says.

"Remove the entrails and organs you have collected as tokens of war and lay them atop the corpse of Gabriel. They will rot with him."

With that, Brayden swiftly moves away from Gabriel's body, leaving room for them to obey his first order.

The female with the belt of intestines rises first.

She moves with renewed purpose and yanks the bloodied intestines away from her waist.

She dangles them over Gabriel's body.

"May you rot in hell for taking my life from me."

She drops it unceremoniously onto his chest.

The black tar of my venom splatters on contact and I turn away with a grimace.

Brayden reaches my side and lowers his voice to a whisper.

"I know what you did was not easy," he says.

"But I am forever grateful for it."

I open my senses, hoping to glean an emotion from him.

Unlike before, Brayden has mastered the ability to lock them tightly within himself.

He is once again the immortal his followers need him to be.

'Emotionless. Powerful. Stone.'

Without warning, that tendril of want tugs at my chest when I glance up to meet his eyes.

As if sensing it, Brayden's eyes widen half a fraction in surprise.

"What do we do now?" I ask, attempting to ignore whatever is happening between us.

Brayden schools his features once again and gestures in the direction of our safehouse.

"We bring them back to meet the others. We train. We grow. And then we will travel to the Secondary fortress to bring balance back into the world, this time for good."

Most of The Force has made their way to Gabriel's body.

Some of them whisper parting words.

Others simply offer him a look of indifference.

"And me?" I finally ask.

"What do you need me to do now?"

Brayden lowers his voice so much that I have to strain to hear him.

"Stay with us. Fight with us... with me," he murmurs.

"By my side."

The Consort's Fate - Chapter 16 - Part 1

*Warning Adult Content*

Finn

I watch from the shadows.

Nature keeps me hidden, surrounding me with enough cover to slip between the trees as I inch my way towards Brayden and Gabriel.

My eyes sweep across the patch of open field.

The other Vampires of The Force have not interfered, offering a respectful distance for Gabriel to stake and keep his claim as leader.

'Not on my watch.'

Brayden predicted the chances of Gabriel submitting to his request and rescinding his power were miniscule.

This fight for dominance was inevitable.

He assured me that when the fight began, the other members of The Force would honor the fighting code of Vampires and not interfere.

Not at first, anyway.

These Vampires aren't like Brayden, though.

They are rogue.

When they become bored of the fight, they will intervene, pissing on the fighting code and doing all they can to take down the newest threat to their band of barbarians.

I can't let that happen.

There will be a pause, Brayden explained, a pause when the Vampires become restless and look to one another before wordlessly agreeing to join the fight.

It is in this pause I will act.

I reach our agreed upon spot and lower into my haunches.

The other Vampires watch the violence with rapt intrigue, a few of them still chewing and licking the entrails of their recent conquest.

One of them takes a string of intestines and attempts to make a belt across her narrow waist.

I try to stay focused on the grotesque actions of Gabriel's immortal followers but my eyes flicker back to Brayden.

His movements are swift and graceful where Gabriel's are fast and brutal.

Together it creates an illusion of an intricate dance.

Brayden's face remains concentrated but emotionless. 

He isn't attempting to win the fight, he's tiring out his opponent.

Gabriel bares his fangs and glowers, the fury and frustration etched into his marble face.

Gabriel transforms into the very creature Reyo brainwashed me into believing was evil.

Perhaps Gabriel is.

But Bogdan... my eyes peruse his muscular form.

His lithe body moves like water, parrying and anticipating every move before it happens.

He is the embodiment of intelligence and poise.

Reyo warned me that Brayden would trick me into believing he was good, he was different.

As I watch him in his purest form of immortality, however, I struggle to marry the image before me with the nightmare Reyo painted.

Brayden holds the key for everything.

Memories of me. Of us.

Watching him now, like this, creates the faintest tendril of want to build in my chest.

It's a foreign feeling, one I have not experienced for as far back as my memory serves.

It's warm and uncomfortable, like an itch I can't scratch.

Movement catches my eye and I tear my gaze back to The Force.

My spiraling thoughts of Brayden come to a screeching halt.

Their glances at one another are hungry and vicious.

They want to become part of the action.

This is it, the pause.

I steady my limbs and focus on unleashing the monster inside of me.

The Vampire side of me.

It greets me with a cold embrace and trickles though me like liquid ice, sharpening my focus.

My body becomes a weapon and I spring into action.

I race through the open field and approach my unsuspecting target in a blur of movement and speed.

Gabriel doesn't sense me but Brayden is ready.

Just before I reach them, Brayden pulls Gabriel against his chest, spinning him around to face me.

There's a brief flicker of confusion that sweeps across Gabriel's features.

It's in this second pause that I take my only shot at victory.

My senses hone on the stilled heart within Gabriel's chest and my fangs elongate.

My venom prickles painfully at the tips of my fangs.

I collide with them.

My fangs tear into the hardened flesh and the venom in me works on instinct.

It courses through me and pulses into Gabriel's silent heart.

'Destroy. Conquer. Victory. Power.'

It beats into my head like a mantra.

The Vampire inside of me howls its praise.

The Consort's Fate - Chapter 15 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

Kelly

"You're impossible," I huff.

"Not impossible," she responds smugly.

"Just superior."

I tell myself to get up and walk away.

That'll show her.

But a glint of humor flickers in her emerald eyes and I can't seem to find the will to move.

I hold her gaze and heat creeps up the back of my neck.

With it comes an emotion that I've suppressed for years.

It's one that caused me too much pain in the past.

One I don't want to feel again.

I clear my throat and glance away.

"Douglas said you're not healing fast enough."

"Males are such gossips," is her only response.

A stalemate, then.

She is too prideful to ask for blood and I sure as hell won't take the first step to offer mine.

She already thinks I'm weak... I won't give her any more evidence to support that claim.

I lean back in the chair and thread my fingers together behind my head.

The posture does wonders for my biceps and I have no issue showcasing my assets, knowing full well both my muscles and my veins are on full display.

She narrows her gaze, but not before giving a fleeting glance to my arms.

"As if you'd offer your blood to me anyway," she snarks and her pupils dilating tell me all I need to know.

Douglas was right, she's hungry and she needs my blood.

"You're right," I respond.

"I wouldn't. You're a pompous Secondary who thinks I'm beneath her. I couldn't care less about how quickly you heal. But..."

Instead of immediately offering a rebuttal, to my surprise, Tegan holds her tongue.

Having the upper hand feels glorious.

"If healing you faster means better protection for the rest of the group and Finn, I guess I'd be willing to sacrifice my veins for a few minutes," I say with a shrug.

Indecision dances across her features and I feel a twinge of guilt.

With a dramatic eye roll, Tegan holds out her hand.

"Just give me your arm," she snaps.

I can't stop chuckling as I lean forward again, this time offering up my arm to her.

Tegan's slender fingers curl around my wrist and my pulse gallops at the small touch.

She quirks a brow at the half moon scars that are still there after all these years.

She traces the translucent marks with her fingertips, her feather-light touch brushing against the mangled skin.

"It's from my Vampire," I mutter.

"When I was a human Consort for her."

Tegan swallows and clears her throat.

"Do I really have your permission to feed from you?"

Her tone is hesitant, vulnerable.

With my free hand, I reach towards her, tipping her chin up to meet me eye to eye.

"Yes," I say. "As much as you need."

She nods a single time before bringing her lips to the base of my wrist.

Her teeth break the skin and I grimace at the initial pain... a type of pain I tried to bury along with all the memories from years ago.

She drinks slowly at first, tasting me in small sips.

Despite my better judgment, I tentatively thread my fingers through her hair, encouraging her towards my wrist.

The small sips become gulps and I shudder at the ferocity of it.

The blinding pain subsides and in its place, a burning pleasure licks along my arm.

A low moan slips out of my lips before I can stop it.

When I was a Consort, it was only every pain.

Never pleasure.

Never this.

I am so lost in the moment I don't hear the commotion outside.

I don't hear Douglas' muffled screams.

Nothing comes into focus until Tegan rips her teeth from my wrist, fear seeping into her irises as she focuses her gaze behind me.

My blood dribbles from her lips and slides down her slender chin.

Strong hands jerk me away from the chair, away from Tegan.

I'm slammed against the wall and the temporary fog shatters when a familiar face comes into focus.

"Where. Is. He."

"Reyo..." I sputter, scratching at his hands as they squeeze around my neck.

He looks just as I remembered him but the wildness in his eyes is frantic.

A male possessed.

His gaze searches around the room and he barks for the guards to do a sweep of the house.

He snarls again mere inches from my face.

"Where is Finn," he growls.

My vision winks in and out and I desperately gulp down air when he lessons his hold to hear my response.

"Not here," I say through gasps.

A Secondary guard bounds into the kitchen, two others on his heel.

"Mr. Primary. The house is clear."

Reyo pulls me away from the wall just to slam me against it again.

Without letting me go, he commands over his shoulder...

"Grab the prisoners, bind them and gag them. We found their safe house, so we are close. I'll meet you out front shortly. MOVE."

It's only when the front door closes, signaling their departure, that Reyo turns back to me, a cruel smile spreading across his lips.

"You should have never let me catch you, human," Reyo smirks.

"Now... I will show you why."

The Consort's Fate - Chapter 15 - Part 1

*Warning Adult Content*

Kelly

A hurried wind presses against our safe house.

The wooden beams creak with distress in its wake.

I stand and stretch and I swear if my bones and muscles could make the same complaint, they would.

"Anything?"

It's the same damn question he's been asking for the last two hours.

"No, Douglas," I mutter under my breath.

"No sighting of Brayden or Finn yet."

In return, I ask him the same question I've been asking the last two hours.

"How's Tegan?"

He sidles up beside me and crosses his arms over his chest, leaning against the wooden beam for support.

A rough stubble lines his jaw and the skin beneath his eyes are puffy from fatigue.

I wouldn't expect a trained Secondary guard to complain but his perseverance is admirable.

"She's starting to heal," he answers in a sigh.

He glances up at the sky and his dark eyes scan the vast expanse.

"But the process is slow. Way too slow."

My brows pinch in confusion.

"She's a Secondary... half human, half vampire. She'll be healed in no time."

Douglas purses his lips together and slides his gaze to me, a droll look if I ever saw one.

"She needs human blood, man. Fresh, human blood. She'd heal five times faster. You know it, I know it."

My frown of confusion morphs into a scowl.

"Well, you've got two wrists and plenty of veins. Have at it."

Even as the words fall from my lips, that ugly green monster tugs at my insides, making me feel queasy in its aftermath.

Douglas lets out a dry laugh and shakes his head.

"I'd be honored to offer up my blood to her," Douglas says with a shrug.

"But I'm coming to you first and asking if you'd prefer to be the one to do it... out of respect."

"Why the hell would I care?" I snap but it comes off more defensive than it should.

Douglas shifts his gaze back to the sky.

Despite the outwardly calm demeaner, his stance is tense and his muscles are taut with angst.

The two of us are wound tighter than a spool of thread.

Our group is separated and our two strongest members are attempting to take over The Force while the rest of us are doing our best to keep our heads on straight, silently holding our breaths for their return.

"I hated Brayden at first, you know," I say, cutting the anxious silence.

"It was a different time back then. Hell, I was a completely different person then, too."

I think back through the memories... playing guitar with Finn on sunny afternoons, dreading college exams and planning out weekend adventures with Fiona.

Even thinking her name makes a dull ache bloom across my chest, an ache which still reeks of heartbreak and betrayal.

It was a lifetime ago.

The Kelly from back then was carefree and full of love and light.

I'm barely a shadow of that man now.

"It all happened so fast," I whisper, shaking my head.

"I lost everything and everyone from my past life... even myself. The only person I had left was Finn. At first, Brayden was just the male who I shared a common interest with... keeping Finn alive. We banded together for him. Now..."

My voice trails off.

The time it took to heal after Brayden and I escaped the Secondary fortress nearly killed me.

Throughout my healing process, Brayden never left my side.

It was a promise he made to Finn.

It was also a promise he said aloud, a subtle reminder to himself on the days I drove him bat shit crazy.

But over the years, that promise faded and something new bloomed in its place.

Friendship.

"I'd trust him with my life," I say.

"And I can confidently say he'd put his life on the line for me. If Brayden's willing to do that for me, believe me when I say he would move heaven and earth to keep Finn safe too."

Douglas must hear the power of truth in my words because he nods and the tension in his shoulders eases.

"I'll take watch," Douglas says after a beat of silence.

"I'm sure Tegan is tired of seeing my face, anyway."

I scoff and turn towards the door, muttering under my breath.

"She sure as hell won't be happy to see me."

Douglas chuckles as I move into the house.

I think I hear him say something in return, something along the lines of 'you'd be surprised' but it's probably wishful thinking on my end.

I round the corner to the kitchen and keep my face natural when Tegan glances up and our eyes connect.

Douglas adjusted her position since the last time I was in here, arranging towels and blankets to keep her comfortable while she heals.

Her skin is clean from blood and dirt but her complexion is waxen.

Tegan watches my every move as I trudge across the room and plop down on the chair beside her.

"You humans," she mutters with a scratchy voice.

"Always so slow and clunky."

I prop my elbows on my knees and lean in with a scowl.

"That's awful cheeky coming from a Secondary who was quite literally on her deathbed a few hours ago."

Tegan tilts her head back, doing her best to turn her nose down to me.

The subtle movement isn't lost on me and the muscles clench along my jaw with frustration.

I don't even know why I'm here.

I can't stand Tegan to begin with... the female is condescending, infuriating and she consistently pushes my blood pressure to its limit.

The Consort's Fate - Chapter 14 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

Brayden

It takes longer than I anticipated to locate The Force.

When we do, it becomes clear they have no worry of being discovered.

On the contrary, they seem hungry for attention in the hopes of another fight.

Most of them wear the entrails of the defeated Secondaries as sashes of victory around their torsos and across their chests.

Dried blood cakes to their clothes and skin.

Several of them carry different body parts and organs of the Secondaries they massacred and drain the remaining blood from their morsels of war.

They are drunk on the blood of their enemies.

They are drunk on power and strength.

They are drunk on the falsehood that they cannot be defeated.

I silently move behind a nearby tree, gesturing Finn to do the same.

The details of our plan click into place as I count the seconds before making my presence known.

There are clusters of vampires moving together but Gabriel sticks out as their leader, even from a distance.

He holds his head higher than the others and his followers obediently cast glances in his direction awaiting his command.

Finn and I lock eyes, and he nods... a silent confirmation that he is prepared for what is to come.

Years ago, I protected him in his human form.

My human.

Now, he has become my equal in strength and power.

He is an immortal and a fierce predator, far greater than he realizes.

He no longer needs my protection and yet I cannot stanch the protectiveness that flows through my veins as we engage in the face of danger.

He would be insulted to know this.

Any vampire would.

I force away the discomforting emotion and return my gaze to Gabriel.

He struts near the front of the pack, varying entrails hanging across his chest.

In his right hand he holds a heart, nearly cleaned of all its blood.

As if sensing my gaze, he glances behind him toward the trees.

He squeezes the heart in his hand like a toy, casually tossing it up once.

Twice.

He raises a brow in my direction, a silent taunt and invitation to whomever is spying on him.

It is my cue for entrance.

Without any additional fanfare, I slip from the protection of the shadowed wood.

The other vampires tense and turn in my direction.

Some of their eyes flicker with recognition from when they rescued Finn and brought him to Maggie's doorstep.

Others bare their teeth in challenge.

My eyes never waiver from Gabriel, a subtle message that they are beneath me.

I am here to challenge their leader.

Every one of my movements is purposeful and I know I am being watched and weighed.

None of them attempt to attack me.

Three move closer to their fearless leader, baring their teeth in warning.

The rest of the pack surrounds us.

Gabriel cocks his head to the side, studying me with curious interest.

"Good news must travel fast," Gabriel says by way of introduction.

He smirks and holds out the heart in his hand.

"Care for a drink?"

"You are drawing too much attention to The Force," I respond, ignoring his attempt at macabre humor.

"Unwanted attention, in my opinion."

Gabriel stares back at me.

Unbeknownst to him, his features dredge up memories of our past.

His love for me.

My attempt to end his life.

I carefully recheck the internal lock chaining my emotions.

He must not sense them.

It will be a sign of weakness, one which I cannot afford.

"And why, pray tell, should I give a shit about your opinion?" Gabriel asks, his smirk turning into a sneer.

"We're taking down our enemy and having a bit of fun along the way."

"Your efforts are now affecting my troops," I respond evenly.

I spare a look around his pack, purposely eyeing their wardrobe decorations.

Keeping my face blank, I once again lock my eyes with Gabriel's.

"Besides," I say, my tone even and bored.

"Your fun is creating an awful stench."

Gabriel bares his teeth.

He pushes aside the males surrounding him and gets close to me, hissing in the hopes of my retreat.

"I'm not backing down," Gabriel snaps.

"The most powerful beings should be in power. Oh, I've heard plenty about you, Brayden. I know all about your gallant efforts and your plan for peace."

He spits the word like a disease.

The others near him sneer in agreement.

"We did our part to help your cause," he continues.

"Stay out of our way or join us. Those are your options."

This time, it is me who is smirking.

"I will do neither."

He straightens his spine and narrows his eyes to slits.

"Are you challenging me?"

My smirk becomes feral.

"Yes," I say, my words both a taunt and a promise.

"I am."

The Consort's Fate - Chapter 14 - Part 1

*Warning Adult Content*

Brayden

The residue of blood hangs in the air.

It is a mist of war and it clings to my frozen skin as I deftly move into the forest, capturing me as a participant in its deathly game.

It is a game in which mankind foolishly places their bets time and time again.

History holds the deck of destiny where the outcome is concerned, however and humans need only to peer into their past to see what awaits their future.

'Loss.'

Memories from centuries ago paint a mirage across my mind... one full of blood and violence.

I was created as a weapon, a tool to gain the upper hand in war.

My prior life, my Secondary life, was torn from me.

In his place, a monster was born.

I follow the same path Finn and I traveled mere hours ago when we searched the perimeter.

His scent, although faint, stands out from the rest.

It may no longer be the human blood I crave but his sweet vampiric scent is not like the others.

It is neither cloying nor overpowering.

It is merely a gentle sweetness that passes over my senses like a caress.

My predatory prowess carries me across the broken land with quick feet and agile form and my movements are silenced by the swaying branches and critters of the forest.

My senses sharpen as I push past the perimeter point.

Miles away from our checkpoint and I still cannot help glancing behind me.

To the house that is now out of sight.

To him.

The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.

My thoughts scatter like petals on the wind as eyes bore into my back.

An intruder.

I take a careful sidestep before angling my head in the intruder's direction, bracing myself into my haunches.

My frozen heart squeezes painfully in my chest when familiar eyes stare back at me.

"Finn," I say.

I attempt a clipped tone but his name spills from my lips as a whispered plea.

He watches me from a distance, his eyes a calculating tool as he surveys the space around me.

My nostrils flare, hoping to scent any emotion to explain his arrival.

As always, if he feels anything, the emotions are locked in a vise, hidden from the world to see.

I take a placating step in his direction.

"Finn," I try again.

"Why are you here?"

He frowns, his brows pinching in the same uncertainty that shadows within.

He does not understand why he followed.

By instinct, vampires are solitary creatures.

We have the ability to fight together in packs but it belies our nature.

Instinctively, Finn must know this.

Another beat of silence passes before he offers a response.

"No one should fight alone."

His voice is steady and filled with an unwavering confidence that was missing when he was human.

I do not mention that it is equally dangerous to fight with a distraction.

"What of your guard?" I question.

"You think it wise to leave him behind with an injured Secondary and a mortal man?"

"Douglas has received the finest training under the Secondary army. I wouldn't leave his side if I thought there was a risk in doing so."

My jaw tightens at the admission.

It should not surprise me that Finn would prioritize his guard over me.

Not only does he have no memories of us but he has been brainwashed into loathing me under the guise of Reyo's propaganda.

"How do you plan on taking over The Force?" Finn asks, unaware of the emotions I now keep tightly harnessed.

"Vampires are not easy to kill," I admit.

"Their leader, Gabriel, is no exception. When he became immortal, he had additional protection in his blood. I believe it will prevent most vampires from killing him, myself included."

Finn tilts his head to the side.

He weighs my words and finds the unspoken meaning within them.

"You believe I can kill him?"

"I believe your venom has a strength in it which Reyo has kept hidden from you all these years. Your human blood was powerful enough to change the world. I am sure your vampiric blood and venom are no different."

"And we must kill him? Their leader, Gabriel?" Finn asks, testing my response.

"The leader of a vampire pack can only be removed through submission or death. Once I challenge him, he can choose to step aside and vow to follow my orders or he may choose for us to fight to the death. If he chooses the latter, I must kill him in order to take his place and command The Force."

"Had I not followed," Finn says.

"How would you have killed him?"

A wry smile tugs at the corner of my lips.

"I was letting Fate lead the way."

Finn bristles at my complacent tone.

He surveys the area around us and gracefully moves into place beside me.

"It appears Fate would enjoy seeing your victory today," he mutters, and I smother a laugh at the biting sarcasm of his tone.

"Lead the way then, Vampire of Fate. You can inform me of the rest of your brilliant plan along the way."

The Consort's Fate - Chapter 13 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

Kelly

"We couldn't find any bodies within a two-mile radius of the house, but they could still be out there," Finn adds.

Douglas looks up long enough to give Finn a sweeping assessment.

His eyes scour his body for injuries or any outward forms of distress.

He evaluates Finn in the same manner he does Tegan, I realize and some of the tension in my chest eases.

"Were you able to tell what type of blood it was?" Douglas asks, bringing his attention back to Tegan and reaching for the alcohol.

"It was not rich enough to be human," Brayden says.

"Secondaries?" I question.

A muscle twitches as Brayden clenches his jaw.

"Difficult to say. The traces of blood are in the air but without a body, I cannot tell if it is Secondary or vampire."

My stomach bottoms out at the silent implication.

"You think this could be The Force?"

Brayden and Finn exchange silent glances and my fury doubles.

"I told you it wasn't a good idea adding The Force into the mix. They hate Secondaries. And now we're a moving target for two enemies."

Douglas clears his throat from behind me.

I spin around and tense.

Tegan is nearly naked on the kitchen table.

Naked, hurt and vulnerable... a true warrior deprived of her coat of armor.

My eyes count the small cuts and bruises along her otherwise flawless skin until I reach her thigh.

A gaping wound stares back at me.

Blood streams from its opening and my body moves of its own accord.

Fight or flight.

Minutes pass.

I don't remember helping Douglas clean the wound with sure hands.

I don't remember dressing the wound.

Then dressing it again.

I don't remember Brayden dragging me from the kitchen and telling me we need to talk.

One minute I am at Tegan's side and the next, my mind finally connects with my body and I am in the living room with Brayden, my hands coated with her blood.

"Kelly, I need to go back out there and figure out who did this," Brayden tells me.

"If it's Reyo and the Secondary army, we know we've been compromised."

"But you don't think it's the Secondary army. You believe it's The Force?" I ask.

My eyes focus on the sharp slashes of Brayden's jawline.

If it's possible, his pale skin looks even paler.

He runs a hand through his dark hair.

The motion is so humanlike but it's done with the grace and fluidity of an immortal.

His brow smooths with resolve.

"If it's The Force, I will challenge their leader. No vampire will follow a leader who loses a dual."

I shake my head.

"It's too great a risk, Brayden. If you go out there alone, there could be a trap lying in wait. Hell, the entire Secondary army could be out there waiting for you."

"They are not."

I glare in his direction, wiping the fresh blood against the sides of my pants.

"And what happens if you challenge their leader and you lose? We can't win this without you."

Brayden scoffs, offended.

"I will not lose. You have studied enough about vampires in your human schools. We are fierce creatures and I have centuries of training."

Unease creeps into my stomach.

The combination of the emotion mixed with the stagnant smell of blood makes me want to heave.

Going back out there... alone... is a risk we can't afford to take.

Then again, if it truly is The Force who caused this, we run an even greater risk not overthrowing their leader while we have the chance.

I feel a snarl of anger rip past my lips.

"If The Force did this to Tegan, it was at their leader's command."

Brayden glances behind me towards the kitchen.

He drags his eyes back to me and nods, waiting for me to continue.

"If it was them," I mutter.

"Take him down. Take him down, so he never has the chance to hurt her again."

I stare down at the floor, refusing to see Brayden's expression to whatever 'human emotion' he no doubt smells radiating off me.

He reaches out and grasps my shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"I will fix this," he whispers.

He nods towards the kitchen.

"Please inform the others."

He knows damn well Finn can hear us but it's an act of trust and loyalty.

He needs them to see we're on their side.

I swallow and pat him on the back as he heads to the door.

"You have to win," I say and I hear the worry in my tone.

Brayden gives a menacing smirk.

"I will return with an army. But above all, I will return, my friend."

His gaze flickers to the kitchen a final time before he lowers his breath to a whisper.

"Until then, keep Finn safe for me."