The Dom for His Alpha

Dark Times 1

The Dom for His Alpha Dark faces the fact he will never enjoy the feel of a whip or a flogger on his ass again. The new alpha of the light pack cannot be seen as weak. Until the following morning when Dark answers his door to the sexiest vampire doctor he has ever seen, his mate. After a day of unbridled passion between the sheets, Kai and Dark get thrust back into reality. When they see a man strapped helpless in a BDSM club, can they rescue him in time, or will they unleash a new threat upon them? As a lust demon, Harry always knew he would have a mate with a high sex drive, but once he had met "master," everything had turned pear-shaped. Now with two mates who love him dearly, can they overcome a threat that may be bigger than they realize, and will Dark finally get to submit? With the supernatural high council present, will the light pack succeed in ridding themselves of the enemy? Genre: Alternative (M/M or F/F), BDSM, Ménage a Trois/Quatre Length: 35,378 words

THE DOM FOR HIS ALPHA Dark Times 1

Christine Shaw

MENAGE AMOUR MANLOVE

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THE DOM FOR HIS ALPHA Dark Times 1 CHRISTINE SHAW Copyright © 2012

Prologue “You think you can beat me? Well, bring it on, pup.” Ethan crooked his fingers in a sign of come hither. Dark smiled and ran toward his enemy, his opponent, and soon-to-be ex-alpha of the light pack, Ethan. Ethan smiled his knowing look of “I’ve got something up my sleeve.” Ethan used to be the best pack leader of all werewolves ever to descend upon this world, the best warrior of all time. He demanded and got respect from all his opponents through his fighting skills, at least that was until one hundred years ago to this very day Now, at his one hundredth anniversary, Dark had had enough. The saying was true that one should never meet one’s idols because they would only ever disappoint one. Ethan had a party with all the West Coast werewolf packs as a celebration, and yet his most loyal of pack members—Dark included—got demoted to security of the party. Of course, he could understand the need for heavy security considering the light pack had problems with rogues, both werewolf and vampire kinds, bearing in mind the pack had the biggest territory in the entire southern coast of the USA in Texas. The territory consisted of the entire town and the surrounding woodlands, although the pack itself only publically owned a non-working ranch. The land,

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buildings and all included, spun to roughly one hundred and twenty acres of land. Although only the alpha resided on the ranch, all pack members lived on the outskirts of the property, both for security purposes and hunting prospects. Running toward Ethan, Dark felt invigorated at the realization at having the balls, or the stupidity, as some wolves were shouting to him, for challenging the alpha. The party was being held in the barn on pack land. The building shook and vibrated as each blow came in and either Ethan or Dark smashed into the barn walls. Although Ethan was older and wise, Dark was massive, the biggest of their kind. Standing at six foot nine inches and three hundred and fifty pounds in human form, nobody dared mess with him, and the ones that did usually ended up buried six feet under within moments. Yet Ethan was as good a challenge as any, even for Dark. Shifting in midair even as he ran, Dark became this midnightblack wolf standing at four foot three inches tall and stretching seven feet from tail to snout. As though anticipating his attack like this, Ethan shifted slightly just so his huge claws came out and slashed Dark’s entire side from rib to ass in one long swipe, causing blood to steadily drip from the freshly created wounds. Luckily enough, being part of the supernatural world allowed Dark to heal fast, and within seconds the wound stopped bleeding and began to heal itself back up. Although those few seconds was all the time in the world for Ethan to jump on his back, now in full wolf form, and sink his canines into Dark’s shoulder. Before Ethan could get a good grip on his shoulder, though, Dark was able to throw him off so he landed several feet away. Dark immediately jumped up on all fours, ready to attack, yet what amazed him was that Ethan landed on his front with a rake digging deep into his body, which caused a lot of blood to come seeping out of the wounds. And now the real warrior known as Ethan Freight came out of him, the warrior who had been Dark’s hero and the reason why he joined the light pack ninety years ago. Now Dark was finally

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witnessing it firsthand, for the very first time in all those years. Any other time Ethan’s security would have interrupted by now. Fortunately when challenging the alpha of any pack, nobody but the challenger and the alpha could be involved within the fight. If the security had been involved, Dark knew he would likely be dead right now because the majority of his security—apart from him—was very loyal to Ethan regardless of how Dark felt toward him. As Ethan got up, the wound was obvious as his light brown fur was matted with the deep crimson color of drying blood, though some blood still dripped onto the barn flooring as he stalked over to Dark. Every pack member at the party watched in awe as the largest wolf in history went toe-to-toe with the greatest warrior of all time in werewolf history. Dark knew this would be a fight little children would talk about in the future, kind of like the werewolf version of Batman versus Superman. And now the fight was a reality. Ethan was the worst alpha in Dark’s opinion. He was a great fighter, sure, and an even better leader, but in skills alone. Ethan Freight was a man who stuck his middle finger up at ethics and morals. He was a man who dishonored the label of being alpha, putting his pack members in danger on a regular basis and overworking them to the point of exhaustion. As the fight continued, both men got in good shots to previously injured and vulnerable areas. Although a fight for alpha status stated that one’s opponent quit or showed a clear sign of submission to win the position, everybody knew that this fight would be to the death. This would not end until somebody’s heart stopped beating. He didn’t know how long the fight had been going on for. It felt they had been going at it for hours. Dark was beginning to grow tired, efforts from the very intense fight creating an inner battle with the adrenaline for who was strongest, and for Dark adrenaline won out. With one strength-shattering blow from Dark’s hind leg, Ethan went flying across the barn until he came into contact with the wall of the barn. The blow had been incredibly powerful so Ethan went directly

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through the wall of the barn, causing some of the old structure to collapse. A few moments later, once the dust settled, Dark inched over to where Ethan’s body lay back in human form. Three sharp-looking spears embedded in Ethan’s upper chest, one going straight through his heart. The smell of blood permeated the air, hay sprawled all over the ground, and people stood there staring at Dark with varying looks on their faces. Some were obviously happy at the death of Ethan, some were indifferent as if it didn’t bother them in the least, others looked hopeful, and a small selection appeared angry and livid. Changing into his very naked human form, Dark spoke loudly, confidently, and with a smile on his face. “The alpha of the light pack, Ethan Freight, has been challenged and compromised, permanently. I am now the light pack’s new alpha, and my name is Dark James.”

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Chapter 1 Everything hurt. Every body part felt like it was either on fire with fatigue, numb as if said body part was detached from his body, or throbbing like a vibrator on its highest setting. Of course this is to be expected when he had just won a gruesome fight for alpha status in one of the most honorable packs of all time. Dark never really had the ambition to be alpha of any pack. He just wished to go about his existence trying a wide range of activities, and in his one hundred and fifty-six years of life he had tried a lot of things. Hell, he was even one of the very few survivors from the Titanic back in 1912. But Ethan, over the past thirty years had caused nothing but pain and trauma for those closest to him, and now thankfully those days were over. Dark promised himself he would do everything in his power to make the light pack better than it had been previously. Then Drake, Ethan’s former head of security and beta, came forward and he just knew that this wasn’t going to go well. “This is murder. You cannot just forget what you were paid to do today and then to challenge the alpha. And to murder him? It’s against the rules of challenging for alpha status. You should know this, pup.” Okay, so he was only one hundred and fifty-six years old. That didn’t make him a pup by any means of the word, and the way he had just diminished probably the best warrior of all times must make him the best now. Just as Dark went to confront Drake, the head of the supernatural council and fellow werewolf, Ares, came forward and spoke in his gentle yet authoritative voice. “You may be twice as old as dear Dark here, but he is by no means a pup. He has just defeated

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the best warrior of our kind and possibly one of the best warriors in the whole entire supernatural community. He is now your alpha whether you like it or not. Myself and the rest of the councilmen…and women have witnessed the way he has handled the situation, and he has earned not only mine but the whole entire council’s respect while also upholding to our tradition and ancient laws.” Dark’s mind was completely blown. Not only had he won his most challenging fight ever, but he had also earned the respect from the high council. The high council was a council made up of twelve different members—one of each race—ranging from werewolves to vampires to demons. Anybody who wished to make a major decision in his or her pack, coven, et cetera went to the high council, as did anybody who had committed grave crimes such as killing copiously. The council also ensured the safety of all races, including feeding sources. Because all supernatural beings had heightened senses, they also had heightened metabolisms, and although every supernatural ate regular food, they also required feeding in some way from humans. Vampires, werewolves and other shape shifters fed from the blood of humans or any other living creatures, although in modern times they fed from blood banks to save human lives. When a vampire or a werewolf found his or her mate, they could only drink from their mate. Any other life source simply wouldn’t do. Supernaturals such as elves and fairies required good memories from a human in order to survive. They wouldn’t necessarily remove the memory from the human to live off of, but they would dig through the human’s brain, find a valuable good memory, and absorb the human’s emotions from that time. Witches survived off of the intelligent auras that came from a human being. Every human had an aura relating to their intelligence, and the brighter this aura, the more intelligent the human in question was said to be.

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Other supernaturals, such as sons and daughters of Thanatus, psychics—the true psychics that actually predicted certain aspects of the future, telekinetics, and empaths, survived off of any dreams, aspirations, or past experiences of any kind from the human. These were usually more negatively driven, such as anger, sadness, aggression, et cetera being the main attributes. The final supernatural was demons. Now, demons were considerably different than any other supernatural because regardless of whether they were mated or not, they came into their powers at the tender age of twenty-one. But the problem was no demon was alike, and demons drew from one emotion unspecific to any human as long as they were touching said human during the specific moment in order to feed off of that emotion. Demons would not know which emotion they would be drawing from until they come of age. There were scientists that reckoned a demon would draw from the emotion he or she feels at the exact time they come into their powers. So if the demons felt anger at the exact second they came into their power on their twenty-first birthday, they would feed off the anger of humans forever, fueling their demon powers as well as their specifically unique power. Others reckoned it was a case of shuffle, that the emotions were randomized for what they would feed on. Dark finally decided since he had the balls to stand up the Ethan and win, he was quite capable of standing up to Drake. “Drake, I understand what you are saying. Ethan was a dear friend to you, and you feel since he allowed me into this pack and gave me a home to start afresh ninety years ago that I seem ungrateful, unappreciative. I realize everything he has done for me, and I will be forever grateful for that, but that doesn’t change the fact of how he has treated me personally and how he had treated this pack personally for the past thirty years. It was time for one of us to go, and this was the only way I could see how to fix things.” To the light pack, his pack, he addressed them.

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“Now if I may have everybody’s attention. I realize some of you may not know me as well as others do and may have questions, for those in that situation, I will be more than happy to talk with you so you may ask whatever questions you may have once I have had chance to clean up a bit. But for now I realize many of you were very fond of Ethan, have been loyal to him for centuries, and are angry about his demise. But for those that affect this pack, if you feel you cannot stand to be in a pack with a new alpha, much less the very man who defeated him, then you have my permission if you wish to leave this pack, no harm, no foul. But I sincerely request you do it either now or as soon as the celebrations are over.” Everybody stood there silently, staring at Dark as if he had grown two additional heads, until finally friends he had known for decades and all twelve council members bent down—in a sign of recognition for Dark being alpha—to one knee in a show of their submission to the new alpha and his wishes. Those who remained standing were free to leave. The last thing he needed were unfaithful pack members who would turn right around and burn him in his sleep. That was only one of three ways to kill a supernatural, either by fire, decapitation, or draining them of blood. The main ones to leave were, in fact, Ethan’s lackeys, but to be honest, it wasn’t much of a loss. Sure it was almost half of the pack, dropping the numbers down to roughly sixty. Considering pack numbers usually remained small anyways, it made life a lot easier not having to deal with any rebels in his pack. The ones that remained were indeed those he considered friends, such as his best friend Paul, who he had known since joining the light pack. “Alpha Dark? It is time,” Council member Victoria of the Elven creatures said “I, as the new alpha of the light pack, Texas, Dark James, announce my temporary beta and fellow light pack member, Paul Hatherton.”

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Looking around in the crowd until he spotted Paul, Dark felt a face-splitting grin widening from ear to ear at the look of disdain and shock on his best friend’s face at naming him beta of the pack. He would have to feel guilty later because right now he was enjoying the fact that his best friend gave him evils. Yes, surely one-nil to Dark. **** Kai was sick and tired of politics mixing in with his life as a human doctor. He just wanted a normal life. Sure, he loved the fact he could run faster than any human could witness without slow motion features, he loved the fact he was stronger than the current world’s strongest man, and he loved the fact he could see in the dark as though it was bright and blue skied. He was a vampire of epic proportions in New York City. His family had served as part of the high council since the very beginning. They were the ones called when somebody in the supernatural world of importance needed medical attention. As well as being some of the best doctors in the city among humans. The myth of vampires was so not true. Yes, they had to live a healthy life with a healthy supply of blood on a daily basis, but they could also enjoy food. In fact, they needed regular human food to survive. The stupid so-called “allergies” were completely stupid that the high council made up over a thousand years ago to hide the fact that they truly exist. Vampires were not allergic to garlic, holy water, or anything religious. Hell, even sunlight was complete myth. All vampires were able to walk in the sunlight, and they rather enjoyed it. A lot of vampires preferred to go on holiday and survived quite happily in places such as the Mediterranean and Caribbean and loved it. The phone call he had just received from his uncle and high council member of the vampire community, Celius Dracos, made his blood boil. Apparently during a party for the great warrior Ethan

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Freight, some werewolf in his pack challenged him for alpha status and won while killing Ethan off, and Kai was needed to write up the official report for his death. The fact that they just couldn’t leave him alone irked everything out of him. There were plenty of other supernatural doctors around to do it, but apparently because of the Dracos name, he held some sort of imaginary position to deal with all high-level supernatural deaths in their community. It wasn’t enough that he had just dealt with a double shift lasting a total of thirty-six hours, but now he was required to jump straight on a plane to the light pack’s territory in Texas before morning and deal with the body. Coming out of the hospital still in his scrubs from the previous morning, Kai went straight for the airport. He knew he would be needed for all of an hour or two at the most and so going home felt rather pointless to him. Once exiting the cab and looking over the takeoff times he went to the desk and paid for a ticket. Thankfully there was one seat left to spare on the earliest flight, which left in an hour. Granted, the seat was in coach and he was somehow expected to fit his six-four frame into one of those seats. The things he did for family. However, he survived through the flight without further upset. **** Walking up the long drive from the main gates to the front door took a few minutes even with his vampire speed. Coming into contact with the house, he couldn’t help but feel creeped out by the whole place. He knew this was the new alpha’s house and Ethan’s old house and he should reserve judgement, yet the house still had a weird feeling to it. An old, ranch-home style made the house look authentic, sure enough, yet it could use a little TLC. It had peeling paint and dirty windows, and once beautifully green grounds were dismantled and overgrown by the pack that obviously ran around these lands. The place was in dire need of a tender hand.

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Knocking on the door, Kai got this weird fluttering feeling in his stomach, and his fangs threatened to come out, making his jaws ache from hunger. He had no idea why he was feeling this way until the door opened and the incredibly gorgeous man that stood the other side of the threshold stared intently at him with obvious lust in his gaze. The smell of sweet mangos and sunshine invaded his nose, and this time the need was too strong. His fangs elongated, and a long guttural growl escaped the throat of the man standing in front of him. “Mine.” He couldn’t believe his eyes. Four hundred years of travelling the world, getting the best education possible, and building his very own life with humans and he only just met his mate? The man was simply breathtaking, large and in charge, as the humans put it. This must be the new alpha his uncle had mentioned. Dark James, hmmmmm. The man oozed sex appeal. He must have been close to seven foot, with short, jet-black hair disheveled from sleep, broad shoulders and large biceps that were designed to cuddle up in, and what looked to be a very impressive third leg of a cock that made Kai’s cock leak copious amounts of pre-cum. However much Kai wished to keep this encounter strictly professional, he knew that was out of the window when he caught sight of what his mate was wearing. Nothing but boxers covered that impressive bulge not so modestly. Before Kai could even react, his mate mashed their mouths together in a hungry and heated kiss. It seemed to last hours instead of minutes until the need for oxygen became too strong. After they released their death grips on one another, Kai looked up at the man who had just rocked his world upside down. The man was simply stunning with his brown eyes, now black with lust. As if catching onto his thoughts, his mate pulled Kai into the house and shoved him up against the door as soon as it slammed shut. His mate’s mouth descended upon his lips once more in a searing kiss as one arm wrapped around his waist and the other hand gripped the back of his nape, officially locking him in position. “Damn, you’re hot,” his mate growled, and hearing the alpha growling at him in

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desire made his cock twitch uncontrollably. The only sound he could muster was a moan of gratitude as his mate’s tongue licked and his teeth nipped at his now-lust-swollen lips, demanding entrance. When he was granted his wish, his mate sucked at Kai’s tongue, devouring his mouth as if he was starved. Kai gave as well as he was given even though still plastered against the door with his mate’s huge frame towering over him The next thing he knew, there were nails digging into his skin as Dark’s fingers sprouted claws and shredded his clothes from his body to leave him standing there in front of his mate naked with his own impressive cock slapping against his stomach. Dark’s fingers wrapped roughly around Kai’s cock, pumping fast and hard, demanding his mate’s climax quickly as if his life depended on it. There was something about him standing there trapped by this incredible man, completely naked while his mate devoured his body with his eyes as if remembering every curve, every muscle as he jerked him off with abandon. It didn’t take long for Kai to get in the spirit of the best hand job he had ever received and he began to thrust his cock into his mate’s eager fist, although this seemed to start something off inside his mate. His eyes stopped looking at his body, and he moved his swollen lips to Kai’s ear and whispered, “My baby likes that, doesn’t he? You like having my fist milk that cock for its worth. I know you want it, so come on, baby. Give me what I want. Give me that cum. Come for me, now!” He shouted that last part, and something undid inside Kai, as if obeying his mate meant the world to him and he would rather die than disobey his mate over anything. Who knew he was submissive like that? Instead, he let the topic drop as his body listened to its command. Tiny white sparks danced behind his eyelids. His blood boiled as his knees weakened and then locked. His whole entire body stiffened, and he screamed, really screamed, as his orgasm rocked his body like no other. He had had many orgasms in his life, yet nothing compared to the touch of his mate.

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Hot ropes of creamy cum shot from his throbbing cock as his mate’s hold on his dick became tighter, the jerks becoming more desperate, needier until Kai had given everything he had to his mate. Of course it didn’t end there. **** Dark couldn’t believe how much his mate had just come for him. He knew vampires were well known for their recovery periods in healing, but he didn’t realize that stretched to sex, too. His mate remained hard even after such a hardcore orgasm that threatened to take him by just the sound of hearing the man scream in pleasure as his orgasm ripped through him at his hands. Turning his mate around, he pushed him flat against the door and that delectable ass stuck out, and what a glorious ass it was. Round and bubbly as if begging for his cock to penetrate it until neither of them could stand any longer. Opening his mate up, Dark knelt there staring intently at his mate’s guttering hole, watching it tense and relax numerous times, teasing him to no end. Just as his mate’s climax began to ebb, Dark allowed his wolf tongue to elongate and swipe at his man’s hole, and what he tasted was even more intense than his mate’s smell. The scent of a rosebud had never smelled so amazing, and the taste of it on his sensitive wolf tongue only enhanced the desire that coursed through his every vein. Giving his mate the best rim job possible, Dark ran his hands up and down the smooth flesh of his man’s torso, stopping to play with his nipples and earning a deep groan from his mate. He loved how the man was so responsive to his touch. Every single caress he gave his man created more shudders and moans, causing his mate to jerk and thrust in time with his tongue now fucking his mate’s hole. Although he knew he couldn’t claim his mate until they had both consented to it first, before any sexual activity began, he couldn’t help but feel his canines descend. He was ready to attack his mate’s neck,

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wanting to bite and drink right from the source for the first time with his mate and taste that delicious nectar that was his mate’s blood. Unfortunately, his musing seemed to give his mate’s brain time to recuperate from its lust-filled haze, and he turned around and pushed Dark up against the wall with just as much force as Dark had done not ten minutes previous. Dark expected his mate to claim his lips in a searing kiss, yet his mate surprised him. He didn’t even realize his mate had dropped to his knees until he felt his mate’s hot, wet, velvety smooth mouth wrap around the head and suck vigorously on the bulbous head of his cock. His mate sucked his cock in earnest, yet slowly engulfed the cock in his mouth inch by painfully slow inch. Dark knew he had an impressive cock even for his size, being eleven inches long. He had incredibly wide girth, and he wasn’t expecting anybody to be able to suck his cock down to the root, yet opening his eyes and seeing his mate’s mouth milk his cock for all its worth, he couldn’t help notice that he could easily engulf the entire thing. Yet his mate never went farther than the first nine inches of his cock. It both amazed and frustrated him. He wanted his mate to swallow his cock down to the root, but instead his mate looked up at him with lust in those gorgeous, baby-blue eyes of his. He couldn’t help but feel as though he was going to be the sub in this relationship with the way his mate knew exactly what he needed and when he needed it, even if he was being teased to no end. Dark closed his eyes tight, unable to see any more of the wicked things his mate was doing to his dick with that talented mouth, yet closing his eyes proved to be worse. With his eyes closed, he could feel the slippery tongue of his mate on his cock all the more, running up and down the underside of his cock, tracing the line of the veins with every up-and-down motion yet never going further than that torturous nine-inch mark. Then it happened. Dark felt his mate breach that teasing nine-inch mark to engulf his cock to the root until his nose buried in the black curls above his cock, and creamy ropes of

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cum splashed against his mate’s throat. His orgasm came so suddenly and so intensely, it made him ejaculate all the more when his mate swallowed down his release in several gulps around the swollen and throbbing head of his cock. Dark slid down the wall until he landed on his ass and pulled his mate to him in a blinding kiss. The taste of both their cum mixed together on his tongue as he held his mate to him in a death grip. He closed his eyes as if he would soon wake up and find it was all a dream.

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Chapter 2 Kai allowed his big strong mate to hold him. The feeling of his mate’s body in such close proximity brought out some deep primal need within himself that he never imagined he could feel. His mate had both arms securely wrapped around his waist while his head was buried in his neck. The only thing that made him get up was the fact that Kai hadn’t come here to have a relationship. He had come here to do his job and obey his uncle’s and the council’s wishes by taking care of the body of Ethan Freight whom his mate had obviously killed. Getting up before his mate could stop him, Kai began to dress in rapid succession regardless of the tears across the dark green material of his scrubs. Unable to think unless he was fully dressed and could rid his mind of all traitorous and sexual thoughts, Kai simply stated, “I am Kaidan Dracos. You may call me Kai. I am here to relieve you of Ethan Freight.” The other man pronounced his name over and over again as if becoming familiar with it, but Kai wouldn’t allow him to become familiar with anything. He had given in to one moment of weakness in his obvious lust toward the sexy man standing half naked in front of him, but not again. He wouldn’t allow himself to fall into this routine of when his mate called, he went running. He had a job in New York, an apartment, friends. His life was in New York, and how could he move all of that for just one man? It was simple. He couldn’t and he wouldn’t. Kai’s name was already reason enough for the high council to call him to do their bidding. It was why Kai had decided to go into the human medical profession. It would allow a reason or rather an

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excuse as to why he couldn’t always do the council’s dirty work for them. He knew that now he had met his mate in the new alpha of the light pack, the man would expect him to give up everything he had worked for to regain a normal life. He couldn’t and wouldn’t have his free will taken from him just to satisfy the needs of others. “Whatever is wrong, my mate?” Dark said, his voice wavering. “Nothing is wrong. I am here to obey a request from the council, and I will uphold that very responsibility with my life. I cannot afford to get sidetracked when I have a life to get back to.” Well, that seemed to do it. Tears broke free and slid down Dark’s handsome and rugged face from his lack of sensitivity. So Kai decided to try a more diplomatic approach. “Look, Mr. James, I realize what you must be going through right now, suddenly having all this responsibility. We both have a job to get done, so I would appreciate if you would cooperate with me and show me to where you are keeping Mr. Freight.” “You listen here, Kai. I have waited one hundred and fifty-six years to find my mate, and today I find myself challenging for alpha status because I couldn’t stand to watch one man destroy everything I care about in my life. Now I open my door at three a.m. to find the sexiest man ever standing on my porch and the smell coming from him danced all around me. We enjoyed ourselves just then, or didn’t you enjoy what my touch can do for you? But now you get all businesslike and tell me you don’t want me? Well, I am sorry you feel that way, and if you wish to conduct your business, it will be without my assistance. Do as you wish.” Then Kai stood there, mouth hanging open, as Dark ran up the stairs and down the corridor. He couldn’t believe the mess he had just created. It wasn’t that he didn’t want his mate. He would do anything for him, but they both had responsibilities. Dark had his livelihood in the pack as alpha, and he had his life all across the country as one of the best surgeons in USA. Could he give up his friends, his career, and his independence to live with this one man? Dark was the new

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alpha position that is highly sought after in the werewolf community, and now he knew the man couldn’t and probably wouldn’t give up his position. If they were going to be together that would mean Kai packing up his livelihood and moving to Texas. He didn’t think he could do that. He didn’t think he could be looked at as the submissive person among the two, Kai had always been dominant. Deciding it was best to let the man cool off, Kai went in search for where Ethan was being kept. He soon found the naked and bloody form of the ex-alpha lying on the ground, sawdust and old straw covering his bloody and naked form. He then pulled a blanket over the man before making the call. Pulling out his cell phone, he phoned his uncle to deliver the news of everything that had happened, minus the incredible sex, and that he was containing the body until a demon would be available to burn the body. Demons were essentially useful because they could manipulate fire, including the degree of intensity, and therefore would be able to create anything from a slight burn to completely burning a body into ash. Werewolves and other supernaturals were always burned when they died because as they began decomposing the body would begin to smell in the worst possible way, even to human senses, and no amount of disguising would help. Walking back toward the house to tell Dark a demon would be coming as soon as possible to deal with the body, Kai couldn’t help but feel guilty when he saw a small light turn off in one of the rooms that must have been his mate’s. Running up into the room, he found his mate lying on the floor, tears streaming down his face and a wet substance surrounding the man. Turning on the light, he noticed how very wrong he had been. On the ground around his mate was blood, and a lot of it. His mate was curled into a ball, blood covering his gorgeous body. But on closer inspection, he noticed his mate was also coughing the stuff up. Panicking, he wondered what had happened to his mate. He hadn’t heard anything come to harm his mate and cause such an injury.

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And so he set about turning the man onto his back. “Oh. My. God!” he screamed. His mate had a stab wound in his abdomen. Of course if he continued to bleed at such a rate, he would most definitely die. He lifted Dark’s upper body slowly before he placed his own body underneath his mate and held him close while pressing his shirt against the wound and hoping it would heal itself quickly. He couldn’t do anything. He had no supplies with him to do any kind of surgery, and the screams coming from his mate made it clear he was in a lot of pain. The wound just wouldn’t heal itself, and he couldn’t give his mate any of his blood until he had claimed his mate as his own, or else his body would reject the blood and do more harm than good. Now crying himself, he couldn’t believe he was going to lose his mate. Tears streaming down his face, he clutched his mate closer to his body, hoping his mate would be saved simply by their closeness. “Come on, baby. You cannot leave me. We just met. Of course I want you. I want you more than anything, sweetheart. Please just heal yourself, and we can work everything else out.” Kissing his mate’s forehead, he suddenly felt more room in his mind. He realized the room had suddenly grown silent. His mate had stopped screaming and coughing. Looking down at his mate, he realized Dark had passed out. He had no idea whether it was good or a bad sign, and so he grew more panicked. The experience of nearly losing the one person who fate decided he belonged to was scary. He knew right then and there he wouldn’t be giving up his life but rather closing a chapter and beginning anew. This was where he was destined to be, with his mate, his alpha. He softly whispered endearments and words of passion into his mate’s ear for what seemed like forever, until he exhausted himself into deep sleep. ****

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Dark opened his eyes to blinding sunshine and the brightest blue sky he had ever seen. The woods he was in reminded him of pack lands, yet it wasn’t. The trees were in full bloom, the flowers all around in bright colors of summer, the light shining through the gaps in the tress from up above, and the heat radiating his naked skin beautifully. He felt peaceful lying on the ground. Everything felt right as if he should stay here forever, and then it happened. A familiar yet unfamiliar darkness came clouding over. The red roses to his left went from a vibrant blood red to a dark crimson and wilted. The sun disappeared, the light changed to a dim violet, and the blue skies were suddenly hidden by dark clouds, suggesting the imminent storm. He heard the thunder and saw the lightning, and yet he was waiting for the rain to appear and sweep him away. He couldn’t even get peacefulness in his own mind, and yet what he now wished for never came. Instead, a dim voice appeared in his mind, coaxing him to open his eyes. Although the more he refused to open them, the louder the voice got. No matter how much the voice pained him, he ended up drifting toward that very voice that seemed panicky, and then everything went black. When he next opened his eyes, he was back in the house where he now lived. The floor he lay on felt damp, and he didn’t have to look to realize it was blood. The smell did all that for him, and yet he couldn’t understand why he wasn’t dead. In his experience he was supposed to have died, and yet he was awake. He was weak, granted, but awake. The arms wrapped round him then answered his question. He was alive because his mate was there and accepted him. He couldn’t help the smile that came across his face at the picture of how they must look, Dark being spooned from behind with his mate’s arms clinging to him as if he might disappear soon. Changing his position slightly, he woke Kai up and instantly began being peppered with kisses all over his face and neck. “I’m so glad you’re awake, baby. You can never leave me again. I will not

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allow it. I will stay here with you and forget my former life just as long as you are safe.” His mate sounded panicked, relieved, and desperate all in one go, and yet he couldn’t have sounded sexier. Turning in his mate’s embrace to straddle Kai’s lap, he kissed the man. Passionate wasn’t the word for the kiss he was giving. In fact, he put everything he had into the kiss, including all the oxygen and energy left in his body. When they finally came up for air, he moved his mouth to his mate’s ear and whispered, “Thank you.” “I thought you were gone. You had a stab wound that wouldn’t heal, and there was nothing I could do to help you. I am so very sorry, baby. I promise you I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe. Where’s the knife you used?” His tone implied Dark should give him the answer he wanted to hear before anything else happened between them. “I don’t know what to tell you, Kai. The answer I have for you will only disappoint you, and I don’t want to lose you again. I just found you. We should be happy right now.” Hearing the sorrow even in his own voice, Dark felt Kai visibly shudder. “You will not lose me, baby. We will begin fresh and live together happily. Okay?” “Okay,” he agreed, and then sleep took him under before another word could leave his mouth.

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Chapter 3 The next morning Kai woke up and felt across the other side of the mattress to find it empty. The mattress was cold, which indicated Dark must have been up for a while. The most tantalizing smell wafted his way. The scent of bacon, pancakes, and coffee floated toward him. His mouth dry and his stomach suddenly turning violent toward him, Kai realized he hadn’t eaten in forty-eight hours since the beginning of his shift. Going down the stairs in nothing but his boxers, Kai was stunned as to what he witnessed. Dark was singing around the kitchen, toast popping out of the toaster, bacon in the frying pan, and scrambled eggs sitting in a steaming dish already on the table where two plates and cutlery, along with condiments, lay for the taking. Dark removed the final pancake from the pan and laid it on top of the others. Kai walked toward his mate so as to not scare him, then Kai gently wrapped his arms around his mate’s waist, cuddling him from the back while burying his face into the man’s neck. Although Dark was a good six inches taller than Kai, he couldn’t help but feel there was this submissive side to his big alpha. A side that made every hair on his body stand to attention. The thought made his already hard cock twitch in the crease of his mate’s ass. Dark jumped from being surprised but quickly calmed down and rested against Kai’s comforting embrace. “Morning, baby,” he whispered into his mate’s neck, causing Dark to shiver. “How’s my sexy alpha this morning?” Dark chuckled while leaning more into the embrace “I’m good, Kai. How would you like some coffee?”

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“I would love some. But I’ll get it.” Kai found the mugs and poured himself a large one full of coffee. The taste was amazing. Strong and bitter, just the way he liked it. Finally feeling awake, he could notice his mate’s demeanour had changed. His soft singing had stopped, his movements became less free, and he suddenly seemed to be rather subdued. After setting down his mug and walking to his mate, he grabbed the spatula and removed it from his mate’s hands and brought the larger man into his embrace. Dark immediately fell into the embrace. His breathing became faster, shallower, and if he was panting. Then he understood the need for it because he realized they were lined up groin to groin and they each had a hard-on. Pulling away from his mate, Kai decided it would be best to get this conversation out of the way before anything they might regret later occurred. “Baby?” When Dark looked up at him, he could see the frightened expression in his mate’s eyes. “I am sorry about yesterday, baby. You have to understand I had been involved in a thirty-six hour shift then had to travel all across the country straight after it to deal with the ex-alpha here. “Then when I get here I find my senses filled with the exotic smell of mangos, the incredible taste of my mate’s cock in my mouth, and the picture perfect image of the most gorgeous man ever. And to know he is all mine? It kind of freaked me out a bit. But I tell you now I am here and I want to be with you.” Looking into Dark’s eyes, Kai could tell his story wasn’t being bought, at least not one hundred percent. But the hopeful gleam in his mate’s expression told him that no matter how big his mate was, he was still vulnerable and needed the feeling that he was wanted. “You sure? I mean, I don’t want to be a burden on your life, and like you said, yours is back in New York.” The unshed tears in his mate’s eyes hurt him just as much as Dark must be hurting right now. Pulling him into his embrace, Kai cooed, “I am here to stay, baby. There will be no way you can get rid of me. Sure, my life has been in

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New York for decades, but right now you are more important. I have tasted my mate’s lips and held him while I slept. No job, no apartment, no other person can keep me away from the man I am destined to be with always. That is, if you will have me?” The look on Dark’s face changed considerably, and the unshed tears disappeared. His plush lips broke out into a face splitting grin and his arms fastened even tighter round his neck almost cutting off oxygen as he peppered Kai’s face with kisses leaving his lips for last before delving into a smouldering passionate kiss that every emotion got chucked into. Kai kissed Dark back just as good as he was given in return. As a Dom, Kai revelled in his big man’s submission. Kai licked and nipped at his mate’s lips, Dark must have enjoyed it because he gasped and moaned at his attention to the man’s lips. As his man’s lips parted, Kai took the opportunity and delved into his mate’s mouth, swiping their tongues together, searching the other’s mouth. Hands swarmed each other’s bodies, learning every curve, every indent. Every inch of skin within arm’s length received some sort of treatment. “Yes,” Dark breathed. Kai felt the emotion in his mate as their tongues duelled, loving the fact that they could both get what they needed from this relationship. It was obvious that Dark wanted to be submissive in bed, and Kai loved the idea of dominating his alpha in between the sheets, or in the kitchen in this case. Dark must have surrendered to the kiss Kai gave him because suddenly he became slack in his arms. Sucking, nibbling on each other’s mouths, they refused to pull away until oxygen was absolutely necessary. Kai began his downward rhythm along his mate’s halfnaked body, strategically stopping at his ample chest. He suckled on one nipple, rolling the tiny nub around in his mouth before grazing his fangs along it. The action gathered a long moan from Dark before Kai moved across to the other, where he gave it the same treatment. Both

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nipples now looked sore and violently red, and Kai decided he really enjoyed the intense color on his mate’s body. Deciding to truly let his dominant side out, Kai worked his way up Dark’s body until they both stood there looking at one another. Kai felt so much lust toward his alpha-mate that he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. “Get on your knees, sub,” Kai growled “Yes.” “Yes, what?” “Yes, Master?” Dark sounded uncertain, yet the look in his eyes showed that he hoped that he was correct in his answer. “Good, sub. Now suck my big cock.” Dark did nothing but moan in delight, and Kai decided he loved this feeling, the feeling of being in charge of his mate sexually. He hadn’t a clue whether it was his vampire nature to control or his experience of being a doctor where he felt he had to be in control of everything, but he reveled in his mate’s submission. All train of thought left him as Dark wrapped his kiss-swollen lips around his cockhead and gently suckled on it, gathering the pre-cum that leaked from the slit. The gentle pressure proved to be more erotic than if he were going to town on his cock. The incredible sensation gave a lot to the imagination on what Dark was going to do next. When he looked down, he never expected to find his mate sitting back on his heels, his cockhead still trapped between those plush lips. Dark looked up directly at him with so much lust and trust in his eyes that Kai almost felt himself tear up because of the emotion running through him. Then when he felt the pressure couldn’t increase, his mate delved right into him until his nose nestled in his blond curls. Kai’s cock wasn’t even tiny. In fact, it was a whole ten inches and quite thick, and for his mate to deep throat him like that released all strain from his body. His balls drew up tight to his body, cum running through his shaft before erupting into his man’s mouth. Dark was even proving to be a little cum slut by swallowing every damn drop that came from

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his cock. His mate also licked him clean like a pro before sitting back and moaning while rubbing his own erection. With his vampire speed, Kai had Dark bottom-up and pinned against the kitchen island. His mate looked so beautiful laying there, panting and moaning with his ass on display to him like that. His alpha was so stunning that Kai couldn’t wait to see his mate’s naked ass. Pulling off his mate’s boxers proved to be harder task than expected. Kai just wanted to rip the material from his mate’s body. Hell, the small piece of cloth was proving to be a real pain in the ass, but somehow he managed it. Tracing kisses all over his mate’s muscular back and pressing his own very-hard erection against his mate’s crease was driving him crazy. His mate writhed and wiggled his ass, evidently wanting more pressure and friction against his eager hole. “You want my cock stuffed in that tight little ass of yours, baby?” he whispered against his mate’s skin, feeling the shiver he caused. “Yes, Master. Please fuck me. I want it. I want that cock, ahhhhh.” His mate was going crazy now with need, and Kai couldn’t believe how beautiful his mate looked when in need of release, but he wasn’t done just yet. His mate had teased him, and now it was his turn. Kai wormed his hand round to his mate’s front and gently stuffed two fingers in the man’s mouth to suck on. “That’s it, baby, get those fingers nice and wet for your master.” He then drove his finger all the way down his mate’s body, leaving a trail all down Dark’s spine before descending into his crease before applying gentle pressure to the man’s clenching hole. Dark continued to writhe and moan, and then Kai delved a finger right into his mate’s hole to bring a visible shudder from the man’s body and a loud moan before bringing his finger right back out. Dark’s back arched and then slumped back down to the surface just as

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quickly. When Kai brought his finger round once again, his mate eagerly sucked him into his mouth. Kai grabbed Dark’s hands and reached out to grip them round the edge of the counter, implying his mate should stay there, before Kai gave his attentions back to his hole. Driving in his finger once again, Kai could feel Dark stiffen, perhaps apprehensive by the obvious clenching of his hole. Deciding to distract his mate, he began to fondle his balls with his other hand. He drove in a second finger to the second knuckle, and he began scissoring his fingers in Dark’s hole. His mate writhed and begged, “Please.” “You want more, baby?” “Yes, yes, yes!” his mate chanted as Kai added a third finger and began crooking all three fingers, swiping them across his prostate and causing a loud scream to emanate from his mate just as his balls drew up tight and his orgasm began. Kai quickly grabbed a hold of the base on his mate’s cock before he could come. “Nooooooooo!” His mate was thrashing now, demanding release. “No. You cannot come until I say so.” He growled. His mate began his thrashing again with his body obeying his command. After slicking up his once-again-hard cock with the pre-cum now running freely, Kai placed his cockhead at the entrance of Dark’s stretched, needy hole. Pushing his cock all the way into his mate, Kai felt the familiar tightness and grip of his mate’s hole wrapped around his cock. It was like heaven. Dark gave him a nod as to begin moving. His mate continued his moaning, his begging for release while Kai loosely jerked the man off as he vigorously fucked Dark’s hole. “Not gonna last.” His balls drew up to his body tight, almost uncomfortably so, before he bent over his mate’s body and whispered, “Come for me,” in the man’s ear. He needed to feel Dark come on his cock. Dark went crazy. He let go of every inhibition and screamed out Kai’s name as he came with wild abandon. A creamy rope of cum

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shot out to land in between Dark’s convulsing body and the work surface. His asshole clenched and relaxed multiple times as his ass grasped the invading cock, bringing Kai’s orgasm about. Kai continued to fuck his mate like crazy and filled up the man’s slutty hole with his cum before finally the pressure in his cock eased some and he collapsed on top of Dark, cock still inside his mate. “Wow that was great, baby,” he said while peppering kisses all over his mate. Dark just nodded while a silly-ass grin spread across his face. Damn his mate was insatiable. “Guess we better have a shower and then reheat this food, huh?” **** Shortly after breakfast they had decided to go back to bed for round two of the day when Dark mentioned something about needing to go to work that evening. Kai decided he should see the business, which according to pack laws he now owned a third of in conjunction with Dark. Now driving up the dirt track Dark had directed him to take, Kai couldn’t help but feel somewhat reserved, and when a large mansion came into view, he felt confused, very confused. “Where exactly are we, baby?” he reluctantly asked. The mansion was grand, not exactly the style he would expect. It was beautiful. It looked to have been decorated in a 1930s style, with red brick on the first floor and white-painted cement with black beams running vertically down across the second floor. There were four bay windows surrounding the first floor just on the front view of the house, although they were blacked out. The windows on the second floor appeared to be tinted or covered with black blinds surrounding the entire front view of the building so nobody could look through. The cars that were parked in front of the house contradicted the style of the house. There were Ferraris, Lamborghinis, BMWs, and such lining the space. A few other cars such as SUVs, Fiestas, et cetera mixed in with the more expensive cars. Dark had instructed Kai

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to park next to two other SUVs that were separated from the other vehicles, and he gathered this must be for the other two men who Dark had mentioned owned the pack business with him. “You will see soon enough. Come on. There are people who will want to meet you.” Kai followed his mate toward the house, Dark mentioned about how the land under and around the building belonged to the pack although it hadn’t always. Until it had been converted into a BDSM club by a former pack member it had remained untouched property. Now it added twelve acres to the pack’s hunting grounds for the full moon or for any other celebration. Kai knew that werewolves had no choice in shifting once dark falls on the full moon, and that the entire pack went on one big hunt all evening. A part of him wished— Stepping into the house drew Kai from his musings. They were in a large foyer of sorts, yet a man dressed all in black sat behind a desk in the middle of the space, his arms leaning on the desk as he read a magazine of sorts. The man looked to be slightly taller than Kai and much, much larger in the muscle department, and by the smell of him, he must be another werewolf, perhaps one of the owners Dark had mentioned? Dark walked up to the man and shook his hand before gesturing toward Kai to come forward and introduce himself. Holding out his hand for Kai to take, Dark smiled kindly at him before turning toward the stranger. “This is my wonderful mate, Dr. Kaidan Dracos. Baby, this is a good friend of mine, River.” The wink Kai gave him made it obvious that this was a member of his mate’s new pack, their pack—oh, well, it didn’t really matter. Anyway he looked at it, Kai would be ruling right along next to his mate, so it could be considered his pack, too. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, River. Please call me Kai. Everybody does unless they have a stick up their ass.” He chuckled remembering the only people who ever called him by his proper name were his

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father before he died and his uncle, and they both certainly had large sticks up their asses, lodged in sideways. River must have found it amusing because he gave a wry smile. Something told him that the man never smiled much, let alone fully indulged in laughter hard enough to split his side and stream the man’s face with tears. With a nod, Dark began to walk further into the mansion through double doors just past the desk. When Dark stopped just beyond the desk, a large man, not as large as Kai but certainly still large in human terms, came up from behind the desk in nothing but black boxers and a black collar around his neck to grab their jackets and place them in a type of coat closet off to the side. As Kai walked through the double doors, the apprehension that had begun to gather around him fled as he looked up through the dimly lit area of the mansion they had just passed into. Now he was in his comfort zone. People of all shapes, sizes, and ages were about, wearing varying degrees of clothing, from fully dressed in black button-down shirts and jeans or slacks to nothing but underwear to completely naked. Couples and groups alike stood about the place, dancing and talking. The place was decorated in blacks and reds with chains and leather decorations hanging up on walls in places. “You own an ALT club?” He was shocked from this morning when his mate had been caught up in the whole master play bit, but he never would have guessed his mate owned a BDSM club. Chuckling, his mate replied, “Yes. Me and two of my best friends who you will meet shortly noticed this house once about three years ago now on the way back from town when we took a wrong turn. We saw the for sale sign on the way out. The next morning we ended up viewing the place and falling in love with it, but considering we already had our own homes, we decided to convert it into a business and thought of a BDSM club. Now, three years later, we’re going strong still.”

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“So, what, you’re Master Dark here or…?” Kai felt himself feeling low at the thought of his man being a Dom although he had topped both times they had had sex already. “Actually no, you see, although I am a trained Dom, I still prefer to bottom in my own sex life. Especially now more than ever since I became alpha, I have a feeling I will require you to take on the role of master pretty much the majority of the time.” Kai could clearly see that his alpha-mate also enjoyed being the bottom if experience was anything to go by. “How about I give you the tour, baby?” “Okay.” He realized it was pathetic just saying okay as if he wasn’t bothered, but he was intrigued by the atmosphere his mate and his friends had created here. It was the typical atmosphere of a BDSM club, with people who lived and breathed the lifestyle as well as others who appeared to be just enjoying a night of fun or trying something new. “I see you’re hypnotized as most are, baby.” Kai couldn’t speak, couldn’t comment or anything. He was stunned by the shear atmosphere of the place. “Well, how about we get this out of the way, huh?” Where they currently stood was a sort of balcony where a dance floor below could be viewed, but around the area were tables and chairs where people could sit and relax or peruse a potential sub or master. Down one of a few winding staircases, on the dance floor a lot of people gyrated and danced to the music. Dark could speak normally considering their supernatural hearing abilities. “The space is what we call the vanilla level. It’s more of a place to come and have fun, let your hair loose and such. Of course nudity and sexual play is encouraged in this room, and most use it as a place to meet others of like-mindedness. To gain entrance on this floor alone is twenty per person, and alcohol is served, but only on this floor. Alcohol is not permitted in any other area of the club.”

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The place was unbelievable. The black marble bar stood along one wall where all ranges of drinks were on offer from the regular tap beers to the more popular, top-shelf spirits such as scotch, vodka, and tequila. Barstools stood along the length of the bar and along both walls on either side of the dance floor. There were men and women alike there in groups as friends looking for an interesting night out, opposite and same sex couples talking between one another, as well as a few odd men and women sitting on a chair with their partner sitting or kneeling at their feet. One woman he noticed sat at a barstool over the far corner of the bar in a type of leather leotard, knee-length boots, with her blonde hair tied back into a high ponytail. She had two people kneeling at her feet. The first was a man about thirty, and he wore leather chaps that obviously displayed his bare ass and a chastity device around his cock and balls. His collar was a simple yet stunning plain leather one with a small metal ring at the front that was connected to the leash that his mistress held onto. The second was a woman of roughly twenty-five. She wore a black bra with a black and pink miniskirt that barely covered her nether regions, and her collar was black leather with silver, metal chain leash attached. “It’s a bit early for most people to play at the moment. Considering we are open till six a.m., most will not play until about one or two at least. Although we do get plenty people who wish to play earlier than that. Come on, baby.” Kai followed Dark to a door guarded by two men dressed in white, which was to signify that they were bouncers and if any rules were broken, they would intercept. This concept was one Kai was used to from the BDSM clubs back home in NYC. The bouncers in white were often referred to as angels because they keep the laws abided to and keep the peace between customers. When the men noticed him and Dark walking toward them, they gave a slight nod to Dark and what sounded like congratulations to

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him before opening the doors for them. He couldn’t help but notice the lustful and passion-filled looks they gave him when they looked his way. The doors led into a hallway of sorts. Reaching the end of the hallway, Kai noticed another man dressed in all black, and this one was bigger than the first. Hell, it would be close to see which out of the two was bigger between him and Dark, and that seemed hard to do considering his mate was six nine. “Hey, Jay, I got someone I would like ya to meet. This here is Dr. Kaidan Dracos. He is mine.” Dark proudly introduced the burly man to him with a broad smile tugging on those sensual lips that not twelve hours ago were wrapped around his cock. “Baby, this is Jay North—” “Another close friend I assume.” He grinned, interrupting his mate’s introduction. “It’s a pleasure to meet some of Dark’s friends. Please call me Kai.” “You, too, but a word of warning. Dark has a bit of a stubborn streak in him, so you come visit me if you need anyone to straighten him out. He wouldn’t listen to anybody at all, so good luck if you hope to tame that trait in our esteemed alpha here.” He giggled and winked at Kai. The big, strong werewolf actually giggled a little girly giggle. The sound was both funny and endearing at the same time. It made Kai feel somewhat welcome seeing as the werewolves in his mate’s pack were so accepting of him. He finally found a place he felt he could call home. He loved New York but the major problem for him was that it lacked intimacy. New York was always a very busy city, a reputation to meet its name, and it was something Kai hated. He had always longed for his mate and a family that loved and supported him. New York hadn’t offered that to him. Texas on the other hand, especially here, in the country, provided Kai with a sense of belonging, of family love and companionship, despite his initial reaction to run away from it all. The place was beginning to grow on him.

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New York had been his home for so many years since before he started college and then medical school, and he had gotten used to the busybody, prissy people surrounding him in the city. He had lived such a lonely life that he had been forced to drink scotch every evening when he got home after a shift at the hospital or from school, and now after being in Texas two days, his life had turned upside down. He had found himself with a sexy-as-fuck, alpha-male werewolf mate and almost lost him in the process, moved from the cold city of New York to the hot state of Texas, and made two friends from his mate’s pack. They had welcomed him with open arms despite his vampire nature. He felt whole and all warm and fuzzy inside. He never wanted the feeling to go away. On either side of the desk this time were two doors. To the left, the door was made of cushioned, black leather patterned with red leather buttons on it, and to the right, the door was the same yet decorated in red leather with black-covered buttons. Dark directed Kai through the right-hand door. The door led to a winding staircase much like the set back at the vanilla stage. At one point the stairs split off onto another staircase which Dark indicated led to their offices on the second floor. “Nobody can get into this area without a valid membership card. Back at the desk where Jay sat, he looks at everybody’s memberships once again. Because we have different levels of memberships, he makes sure the right people go through the correct area. The black door you noticed leads to the hardcore section of the club, which we will get to later. This section, however, is what we call S and R level. Basically stands for spanking and restraints. Any form of spanking or flogging is allowed in this area, as well as the use of a wide variety of restraints. We have locker rooms both on this floor and the hardcore level underneath so people can bring a change of clothing and their own toys if they wish to.”

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Kai noticed that this must be a very popular area because it hadn’t passed eleven thirty yet and the place appeared to be in full swing already. The contrast from the vanilla level was clear. Without the dance floor and DJ, moans, groans, and cries of pleasure filled the room. An iPod played off into the background where a middle aged couple were engaging in a scene. Lined around the room were stages available for use. They were properly equipped with a range of spanking utilities such as floggers, canes, riding crops, St. Andrew’s crosses, spanking benches, and so forth. “Where are the whips? I don’t see any being used or anything.” His mate just laughed a good, hard belly laugh that crumbled more of the self-built walls away from his heart. “They are behind the bar. We have a full stock of whips, seven-tailed, single-tailed, you name it, but most Doms that come into this section don’t know how to use a whip properly, so we keep them behind the bar in the far corner for those who know how to use them. Of course, anyone wishing to use whips on their partners goes through our own safety course to use them properly, and the angels are on guard at all times to maintain a safe environment in which everybody can have fun.” Dark then took Kai through to the next room and showed him what he called the “V” room. It was basically a voyeur’s paradise. Three stages were set up around the large space and enclosed in glass boxes. One consisted of a double-headed shower in which people could play in and others could watch. The second was a glassenclosed bedroom, with just enough room for a double bed and room to maneuver. Two computers, one on the outside and the other on the inside, allowed voyeurs to give suggestions to those performing as to what to do to their partner. The third consisted of a nine-by-nine-foot grassed area within the glass enclosure to represent playing outside in a clearing of sorts. “What do you think so far, baby?” Dark appeared to look at him anxiously as if he worried how he would feel about the club and what

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he did for a living. Dark hopped from foot to foot, nervously awaiting his answer. “I love it. And I can definitely see us playing in that shower sometime soon.” He felt the relief flood his mate as Dark blew out the breath he had obviously been keeping and smiled as a child being told he had done good. He had no explanation why the idea made him blush, but he liked the fact that his mate cared about his business and what he did for a living and how Kai felt about it. “Come on. I’ll show ya the hardcore section before we get down to the fun part.” As both men walked back the way they came to where Jay sat, he noticed the man was too busy to say anything to them as some twink sat on his knees in between Jay’s legs under the desk sucking him off. The man just smiled at them as if to say “I love my job” as they walked past him and through the black leather door. Then it happened. He felt home like nothing he had ever felt. The whole place from first glance only was just like the BDSM club he was a member of back in New York. BDSM was not just a fad or a passion of his, but rather a lifestyle and that lifestyle was what he called home. They walked down a winding corridor with black-painted, cement walls, which gave off a cool yet chilling vibe that none of the other areas in the club had. It sported different doors all along the corridor. Dark suddenly stopped in front of one at random and fished out his set keys to open it up. “The rooms in use all have a sign on the front to warn others not to enter. If the room is open, then the couple or group involved is welcome to any visitors either watching or joining in. The closed ones are off-limits, and any without a sign or open are available for use. Of course my partners and I all have a set of keys each, but we also take the key from Jay if we use any of the rooms to signify that it is being

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occupied. As you can see, the room is very well stocked, and all the rooms are like this in some sort of fashion with the same equipment.” In the far corner were a table and bench to lay down any bags or toys on, and the table held a large bottle of lube for the customer to use as well as the typical wipes and tissues for cleaning up. But the equipment was what drew his attention. Ropes available for all different types of bondage hung up on hooks on the wall. Restraints and the appropriate manacles and shackles for were perfect for a scene. Puppy cages lined the wall. A jail cell cage, four-point sling stands, leather slings, bondage frames, as well as the typical spanking benches, and tables spread across the room. The moveable equipment such as whips and riding crops all hung up on the wall above the bench. As if Dark knew what he was thinking, he explained, “Every room has pretty much all the same equipment in it. The only difference is the decoration. Some have a dungeon theme. Some have a plain black theme. One of the private rooms further down the corridor also has a TENS machine in there, which of course is very popular and requires an advanced booking to be used.” Following Dark out of the room and down the corridor into the main hardcore room, Kai could see most people were naked and the ones who weren’t either worked there or were well on their way to getting naked. Again the only sounds coming from this room were the moans of pleasure from members and music from an iPod on one of the stages. “We have a second TENS machine in here that is kept behind the bar until somebody wishes to use it for a scene for those who like to play with it in public. This is the place I, Trip, and Paul, my partners, will often be found when not in our offices. Unless of course we are on our rounds of the club to make sure the patrons are acting accordingly.”

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Kai couldn’t say anything. His mate had been professional the entire tour apart from the hand placed on his lower back, but other than that, his mate appeared to be in his element. Proud of his child, so to speak, and Kai found it a complete turn-on. He grabbed his mate and demanded a kiss by smashing their lips together in an explosion full of lust, desire, and promise to play sooner or later. Kai preferred the former.

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Chapter 4 It wasn’t supposed to be this way. That imaginary line between pain and pleasure was meant to be delicious and gloriously forbidden to the outside world. The lust between partners was supposed to be amazingly sweet and slightly tangy tasting. The look in his partner’s eyes when a scene was over was meant to be one of adoration and love and respect. The relationship was supposed to be one of pleasure and power in the perfect balance for both partners, yet this was anything but. That imaginary line was nowhere to be seen as it was so far in the pain spectrum. The lust coming off his partner was unyielding and psychotic and left a bad taste on the tongue for days. At the end of a scene it was supposed to be his master taking care of him, but not with his master. After a scene he was commanded to care of his socalled “master” even through the bleeding welts on his back, ass, and thighs. The relationship was threatening and a disguise, a façade, an excuse to be violent. Yet he was too weak to do anything about it. **** Dark was falling, falling in love big time with Kai. Not only did his mate approve of his business, but he also loved it. His very own Dom forever, literally, felt invigorating and amazing. Kai had left to use the little boy’s room a few moments before, and for the first time Dark actually looked around his favorite part of the club and felt happy. He imagined what it would be like to play with his mate on the public stages or in the private rooms, it didn’t

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matter. He couldn’t wait to sample his mate’s punishment, and boy could he discover clever and inventive ways of “disobeying” his master just to get a taste of punishment, to feel the heat rise up on his ass from his mate’s hand or one of the many pieces of equipment from his old place before he moved everything to the alphas house. Looking over to the main stage where a couple now occupied the stage boggled his mind completely. He understood the whole opposites-attract thing, but he couldn’t figure this one out. From the bar he had the perfect view of an ugly man, on the plumpish side, dominating this hot little twink, who couldn’t have been more than five nine. The twink lay chest down against one of the portable walls that could rotate as desired. His surprisingly long and thick cock— even when soft—and smooth balls were trapped in a metal cock ring to prevent his ejaculation. His face was visible through the hole indicated for his face in the portable wall, and his eyes were closed tight with tears streaming down his face. But the tears looked nothing like tears of pleasure. With his supernatural hearing, Dark heard cries of pain, not pleasure, yet the sinister look on this so-called Dom’s face screamed abusive and psychotic lust. That is what he hated about the D/s lifestyle. Some people used it as a way of abusing their partners. Rather than honoring their partners’ safe words, they would push them so far that they broke their spirits in more ways than one. The twink at the moment appeared to be in agony, and he could tell why. The man’s back, ass, and thighs were covered in welt scars both old and new, indicating a long-time period of abuse for this man. The old ones had almost healed until they got broke open once again. Others were bleeding profusely, and the problem was the older man standing behind the sexy twink had an evil glimmer in his eyes that showed he had no intention of stopping until the man’s back was completely split open with wounds. Dark had had enough. He noticed Kai coming toward him from the bathroom with a big smile on his face. “As if I just saw two guys

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playing water sports in the bathroom.” He heard his mate say as he fell into step behind him, but Dark was in full alpha mode as he stalked toward the main stage, worming through people who were watching. He was making good progress until he felt an arm swing him around. The arm turned out to be Kai, demanding, “What the fuck is going on? I can see the rage in you. What’s riled you up?” But all Dark could do was turn around and point to the main stage. His mate must have caught onto his thoughts as he allowed him to continue to the stage and simple followed along as they cut through the crowd. As he reached the stage, he pulled the single-tail whip from the man’s grasp before ordering, “Everyone move. This scene is now over,” and pissing off the ugly man in the process. “You cannot stop my scene. I was not finished.” He snarled. “Oh, yes, I can. I own this club, this building, and everything in it. You are a disgrace to the lifestyle. Anyone who knows what they’re talking about can tell that this young man is in pain, not to mention the scars on his back,” Dark bit out. “You are no longer a member of this club. I am officially cancelling your contract an—” Then the most amazingly delicious and relaxing scent made its way to his nose, but that angered him more. Honeydew and vanilla enveloped his senses as he turned to see Kai unstrapping the twink from the furniture, and he caught Kai’s glance and knew he scented the same. Mine. “You will leave this property now in peace, or I will have to call the sheriff to come arrest you for assault.” The man just gave him an angry look but smugly shrugged his shoulders. “Doesn’t matter. There are plenty of places out there asking for my money. You just lost out big time, buddy. Slave, come now,” he demanded, yet the twink, now sobbing into the shirt of Kai, his mate, wasn’t in a state to go anywhere. Mate or no mate, Dark would never let the little man go with this psycho.

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“Oh, no, you don’t. He ain’t going anywhere with you, buddy. He is no longer your slave”—he said the word with so much distaste— “but rather his own person. So you stay away from him, or you will have me to deal with.” The man now looked enraged. He looked crazed, yet he shrugged and turned to leave, but not before he said, “He will come back. They always do. Just remember, slave, when you do find your way back, your punishment will be far worse than anything you have endured before.” The angels each grabbed the ugly, snarling man and left after grabbing hold of his membership card to destroy. Kai picked the smaller man up and gestured for them to go somewhere quiet and deal with their delicate package. He followed Dark through the club and up the two flights of stairs to the offices. Each man had his own office on the second floor which included a little sitting area for meetings and guests to chill out. Kai laid the little man down on the sofa as gently as he could until the man started sobbing all over again and a pained look came over his face. Dark motioned for Kai to hand over the man while he checked him out and dealt with his wounds. Dark kept cooing into the twink’s ear as Kai looked his back over where the worst of his injuries were. After what felt like forever of trying to remain calm and collected while Kai, his human doctor mate, looked his other mate’s wounds over. It felt horrible to know the one thing they all obviously had a common interest in was the BDSM lifestyle. It was just his luck that one thing turned out to have been the thing that harmed his small and newest mate. Of course that was abuse and violence in the guise of BDSM, but it could still very well affect his mate’s feelings on the lifestyle. His mate then looked up and big, muddy-brown eyes stared at him for the first time in wonder and awe before whispering, “Mine,” in a tiny, almost nonexistent, yet somewhat musical voice. That shocked Dark down to his very core. He figured his mate was human by the

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looks of it, but that was obviously false considering his mate was registering him as his. Saved one hell of a conversation on our part. The man smiled at him as he asked, “What’s your name, mate of mine?” in that musical voice Dark was suddenly getting an erection over. “Dark. I know it’s weird, but for now you must listen to us and you can make as much fun of it as you wish later, sweetheart. By the way, the other sexy guy behind you is Kai, our other mate.” He lowered his head until his lips grazed over his mate’s ear before whispering just loud enough for Kai to hear. “He is one hell of a fuck. Once you’re all better, you can find out for yourself.” The twink’s eyes actually sparked with what couldn’t be denied as anything more or less than mischief as he smiled wide. “His scars are deep, and he’s losing blood fast. We need to feed him ours to replenish. I will go first since you fed me last.” Kai brought his wrist up to his mouth before sinking his fangs into the artery there and carrying his wounded wrist to his mate’s mouth. The twink actually latched onto his wrist eagerly and sucked his blood down as Kai’s lust filled his office. Yet the blood seemed to work because his back healed right up before Dark’s very own eyes. At least he didn’t have to worry about his newly found mate bleeding out. His mate pulled his lips from Kai’s wrist and licked the wound closed, he looked up at Kai with lust in his wide, red-rimmed eyes when Kai asked, “What’s your name, babe?” The little guy looked from Kai to Dark before sighing and saying, “Harry.” Then his little mate closed his eyes and his breathing evened out for the first time since their meeting. Harry. ****

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Harry awoke in a strange place. He winced at the pain on his back, remembering the sadistic markings Master had given him. Fifty lashings with a single-tail whip for forgetting to add tomatoes on Master’s sandwich? He loved the whip more than anything else in the entire lifestyle, yet ever since that very first time Master “punished” him with it, the pain was excruciating if the marks on his back were anything to go by. He expected the pain from the lashing he had received to be overwhelming and to cry out in agony, but it never came. He opened his eyes when he felt someone move in front of him. The most gorgeous man ever knelt in front of the sofa he lay on, and boy, did his cock take notice. The man smiling down at him had dirty-blond hair down to his shoulders, and the golden locks were perfectly straight. Sparkling baby blues shone right at him, hypnotizing Harry into a state of lust and desire. He was stunning. Then another man caught his attention from the other side of the sofa where his feet lay. He was the polar opposite of the stunning man in front of him yet no less gorgeous. Short, spiky black hair topped a golden-bronze head. Midnight-black eyes stared at him with such intensity that Harry felt his face flush. The dark-haired man’s pink moist lips looked good enough to nibble on, and Harry didn’t realize what he was doing until he found himself straddling the dark man’s lap and running his fingertips over the mouth he wanted so badly to feel pressed against his. Groins gyrated against one another, and it wasn’t until that moment that he realized the man was just as hard as he was—enough to cut rocks—and if the bulge was anything to go by, the man was definitely well endowed. “Well, aren’t you two getting acquainted real fast?” A voice spoke in his direction, and the owner of the sexy voice was Mr. Sex Appeal himself. Harry suddenly felt embarrassed. Red heat made its way up his neck and face as he tried to climb off the Greek god under him,

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but strong arms enveloped him and held him to a perfectly marbled and bare chest. From the embrace he felt every ridge of muscle from his eight pack, and his toned and defined pecs rubbed him all over. Then everything from the night came crashing back. An incredibly sexy man—who looked oddly like Mr. Sex Appeal—had came up onto the stage where he was receiving the most gruelling punishment he had ever been given by the hands of Master and uncuffed him and held him as he sobbed and sobbed until he couldn’t cry any more. A husky yet snarling voice had spoke over everyone, telling Master he was no longer welcome at the club and then Harry felt himself moving yet he wasn’t walking. They kept walking until they reached some sort of office where he was passed over to the man who held him now, and then he remembered this scent of musk filling his nostrils, quickly followed by another scent of the ocean. A fresh, salty taste landed on his tongue as the two men staring down at him came into focus. Then the man with blond hair placed his bloody, wounded wrist to his lips and ordered him to drink from it. Harry knew that this place was owned by werewolves and that the man who fed him blood was obviously a vampire with the sharp fangs in his mouth. Then everything had gone dark as one word remained in his mind. Mine. “Thank you for helping me,” he whispered into the larger man’s chest as he cuddled deeper, remembering that both these men were his mates. “No need, we are here to protect you anyway possible, and if that means rescuing you from some dumb asshole in the process, then we will happily do it a thousand times over. You are ours now, and we look after what is ours with our lives,” the blond man responded, and hearing the possessiveness in his future lover’s voice made his heart flutter and made him feel ten feet tall.

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Suddenly his heart fell when he felt two men join them in the room. One had short, spiky red hair and green eyes, and the other had baby-blond hair and gray eyes. Both men were beautiful but not as beautiful as his men, his mates. “Is he okay now, Kai?” the man with the red hair asked Mr. Sex Appeal. At least he knew the man’s name now. The man with the red hair almost seemed shy to look at Harry, but then he realized that he had been naked in the club and now he sported a man’s shirt that must have come from his Greek god and the locked collar he had worn around his neck for two years now sat on the table next to sofa in three pieces. Finally, the damn things off! “Yeah, he’ll be fine, Paul. Kai gave him some blood, and he’s all healed now, aren’t you, baby?” The Greek god looked down at him with a huge smile on his face. “Yes. What did the blood do exactly? I don’t feel any pain, and my back feels better than it has in months. I’m sorry. I just don’t know much about vampires,” he said timidly. The last thing he wanted was for these people to look down on him for being naive and stupid about not knowing what vampire blood could do. He distinctly heard both men across the room utter the exact words he had just spoke, and from the looks on their faces, they were kind and patient men, nothing like Master, and he felt grateful for that. “Baby,” Kai began, “my blood has a sort of healing ability in it so when someone has my blood, any lasting injuries are healed. Plus you had lost a lot of blood. Feeding you my blood healed you of any scars you maintained on your body from that asshole and also worked as a sort of transfusion from the blood loss.” “Oh. Okay. I suppose you think I am really dumb. Here I am a part of your world and I didn’t even know what your blood can do for me. How stupid is that?” “It’s not stupid, baby. It just means you weren’t taught this stuff when you were younger when we all learned about other supernatural

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beings and their powers. That reminds me, what exactly are you? I can’t sniff out what you are exactly,” the Greek god asked. As Harry drew himself from the depressing memories from his time with Master, he said, “I am a demon, lust demon to be exact. We are rare. The drawback being we give off a strong scent alerting any supernatural being to our presence, and any human will be attracted to us, but Master broke me down.” “What do you mean broke you down? That man is not your master. If he comes within looking distance of you, he will be dead before anything happens.” His Greek god growled. “That is what he asked me to call him for as long as I have known him. And the only ability I have is to heal people. Of course that doesn’t include myself. Master basically broke me down physically and mentally with his punishment, and I haven’t been able to use my demon abilities for almost eighteen months now. Without using my ability as a lust demon and my regular demon powers, I was unable to get away from Master. Of course I have tried, and every time I have always gotten caught. About four months ago I finally gave up trying because he would just hurt me all the more.” “He is human, though! How in the hell can he break a lust demon down? If memory serves me right, you guys are the most powerful of all demons. Dark, we cannot allow that man to get anywhere near Harry again. He is mine, and I will be damned if I lose him to that slime ball.” Oh. Harry now knew the Greek god’s name was Dark. Fitting, he thought wryly. The fact that these incredibly hot men were not only his but were hell-bent on keeping him for themselves made everything pale in comparison. “I am only twenty-three. Demons do not come into their power until they turn twenty-one, and unfortunately I began seeing Master shortly after my twenty-first birthday. I never had chance to come fully into my powers.

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“I found myself facing the lust within me. Needing it, craving it, and so I began regretfully sleeping around to gather as much lust as I possibly could. One evening I met Master at a meet-and-greet party for a BDSM group in Dallas. We began talking and decided to indulge ourselves in a bit of fun. “In the beginning it was fun. The amount of lust I fed from Master was amazing, but as soon as we decided to try twenty-four-seven roles, he collared me. That is when he changed. He began demanding things I could not give him, refusing to let me leave the house even to do shopping, and when I couldn’t give him something, he would beat me. At first it was a few harder slaps here and there and gradually worked its way up to what you saw on the stage. That was because we didn’t have any tomatoes to put on his sandwich, and when he found out, he flipped.” Harry felt the tears begin once more as Dark held him tighter, obviously refusing to let him go. He loved it, the feeling of being cherished and cared for even after so little time, and under the circumstances, it felt invigorating enough for Harry to cut off the sobs and look up around the four men, each now with sympathy crossing their faces. “Every time he would finish beating me, he would fuck me without any stretching beforehand. Any time, any place he felt like it, he would bend me over and fuck me rough and hard to the point of pain each and every time. Then instead of him looking after me and soothing my wounds, I would have to clean him up and take care of my wounds once he had fallen asleep, and it is very difficult to reach the middle of your own back to rub lotion in, so the majority of them ended up scarring over after time until Master would break them open once again. This alone caused me to feel weak from blood loss. Lack of feeding and lack of nutrition prevented me from using any of my abilities and leaving his ass. This caused my scent to drop significantly to the point not even I myself could smell it.”

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Harry looked up from Dark’s chest to see four identical faces flushed crimson in anger. Harry could see Dark’s body stiffen up more and more as each second ticked by. Harry had a feeling it was because he was trying to remain seated with him rather than sniff Master out and kill him. Kai then came up and wrapped his arms around both Harry and Dark just as he brought his lips to Harry’s ear. “He will never touch you again. My blood healed every welt, every scar on your back, your sexy ass, and your thighs. You have my word, nobody touches my baby but me and our sexy alpha here. You hear me?” Harry just lay there trapped between the two large bodies, sighing in contentment and complete, utter happiness as he just nodded his understanding.

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Chapter 5 Kai woke up to a warm, wet mouth on his cock. Before he even opened his eyes, he knew that mouth belonged to Harry. Sure Kai was a big, bad Dom and he thrilled in the pain-pleasure he could give his subs. It made him feel powerful, ten feet tall, and in charge. Yet times like this he just loved the feeling of sitting back and watching his sub take what he needed, what he wanted from his Dom, and if that was Harry sucking on his ten-inch cock, then he was all for it. To Kai it made him feel invincible that in order for his sub to fulfill his needs and to release, he must come to Kai. This is exactly what the little imp was doing right now. He was taking what he wanted from his Dom and in return earning himself a reward. Kai reluctantly pried his eyes away from the sexy twink sucking his cock like a pro to look over at his alpha, his mate, his sub and noticed his eyes closed, but he was obviously awake and the jerking movement coming from under the covers showed that he had been woken up the same way as he had. It was bliss. Having not one but two sexy men in his bed and having his smallest mate devour his ten-inch cock like an expert was amazing. Then his larger alpha mate not a few inches from him having his cock jerked to the same ferocity that his was being sucked. He could tell he was going to have a lot of naked days in bed with his men. His justification? Harry’s a lust demon, and it’s my job to feed him accordingly. At least that was what he told himself. The lips wrapped around his cock increased their suction. Harry kept clenching and relaxing his throat muscles as he worked his way down Kai’s shaft and then let his pierced tongue run the length of his

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cock before starting the motion all over again. It was a strange feeling, one that both relaxed him and tensed him at the same time. It made his orgasm come up far sooner than he had anticipated. Dragging his mate off of his cock, he brought the man up to straddle his hips as he admired the view. Sure, he had seen Harry naked the previous night, but he had been bloody and beaten. He hadn’t really taken notice of anything besides healing him, but now he could admire his mate for all his worth. His mate had both nipples pierced, with bright red rings through each of them, and he latched onto the left nipple as Dark obviously got the idea and latched onto the right while looking at the rest of his body. Harry writhed and moaned, wriggling his hips and grinding his rock-hard erection into Kai’s until Dark grabbed both erections in his hands and started pumping. The sensation was getting too much. He needed to be inside his mate and finish the claiming before his balls dropped off. Removing the pebbled nub from his mouth, Kai turned Harry around on his lap and flipped them to land on top of Dark. Luckily his alpha-mate was more than capable of holding both Kai and Harry up. Grabbing the lube from the nightstand, Kai slicked up both hands as he set to work stretching both his mates out before he went insane with lust. The sight below him didn’t help any either. Dark and Harry were locked together in a tangle of limbs as they passionately kissed one another, tongues darted out, and teeth nibbled bottom lips. The sight was both torturous and erotic. He needed both his mates, and he needed them now! Rubbing a lubed finger each over of his mates’ holes granted him two muffled groans. The sight of both his mates together and enjoying his touch broke down some of the dominant self-control he had prided himself on all those years. Pushing in a finger to each hole got him even more muffled groans, and both his mates began humping each other, rubbing their cocks together as they impaled themselves on Kai’s fingers. Kai soon added a second to each man and began

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scissoring them every which way to stretch them both out. Crooking his fingers slightly on the outward action earned him two screams of pleasure from his men has he rubbed over their prostates. Adding a third, Kai made quick work of stretching out his men. He needed to feel them, and god help him if he didn’t get it now. Kai leaned over Harry’s back until his lips lightly brushed his ear as he nipped on the lobe before whispering, “How would you like our alpha’s cock deep inside your ass as I take our mate, Harry?” “Hell yes. Now, do it, now!” he begged as he rose up from Dark’s mouth, grabbed the man’s cock at the base before impaling himself on in one swift movement, and began bouncing on the huge cock, Kai saw the shaft disappearing into his smaller mate’s ass. The site was beautiful, erotic, carnal, and startling all rolled into one. It showed that his mate was enjoying this, but he supposed that was what he got when the demon hadn’t fed for a long time, especially when it was from an emotion like lust. He was more than happy to help the little guy out. And they had two years to make up for. Dark’s husky voice came through to him like a bolt of lightning, ripping him from his musings as his mate kept moaning, “Put it in, Kai. Put it in.” The words barely registered in his brain as he numbly obeyed. He lifted Dark’s legs so his knees rested in the crook of his elbows as he thrust easily and swiftly deep into his mate. The three of them soon worked out a rhythm. Harry impaled himself on Dark over and over, a sight Kai couldn’t remove his gaze from, and was building up his orgasm to the big crescendo of a finish. Kai, on the other hand, fucked Dark, pulling his cock out until only the head stretched his mate open for him before plunging back into the warmth and rubbing his mate’s prostate. Soon Kai’s fangs descended, and he could tell that Dark’s canines had descended also as the man began silently moaning. As Kai drank from his willing mate he was filled with both his mates’ unique scents, as well as the taste of delicious blood in his mouth. He was bombarded with feelings of love and overwhelming

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joy at knowing these two men who currently occupied his every thought were his forever. He wouldn’t have been able to explain how it made him feel if his life had depended on it. It just felt as if something had clicked into place and he now had two men to share his life with. His life was now perfect. For a supernatural to complete the mating bond, they must feed off of the blood of their mate. An exchange of blood had to be made in order to truly belong to one another, and there was no option of Kai ever letting his men go, not even to death. Dark must have caught onto his thoughts because he brought one clawed hand from Harry’s hip to cut himself on the neck before Kai lowered them both so Harry could suck on their mate’s life essence. His mate looked hesitant as he looked back to Kai for clarification. His mate was so innocent. “It’s okay, baby. You will love it, and this is the only way to complete the mating bond between us.” Harry must have thought it okay because he lowered his head to Dark’s neck and began sucking on it. Kai could see his mate’s neck moving as he took gulp after gulp of the nectar just as he had from Kai not twenty-four hours ago. Dark then bit into the left side of Harry’s neck and began sucking the blood from the very source just as Kai struck on the right. There was a blinding light shone at the back of his eyelids as Kai sucked on the sweet blood. He saw a white light so pure that seemed to wind around all three of them as they lay connected like that before his balls drew up tight. Just before he started spurting into his mate’s clenching hole, he heard Harry and Dark scream as loud as possible as they came, too. The amount of cum that came from Harry’s cock and the sounds he was making were the indication Kai needed to know Dark’s knot had latched onto Harry’s prostate, which happened whenever a werewolf had intercourse. He had never felt it himself because every time he and Dark had had sex he had always been the top, but the thought of his knot latching onto Harry’s sweet spot made his soft cock twitch inside

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Dark’s hole. He couldn’t wait to spend eternity with his men and learn every contour, every sweet spot on their unbelievably sexy bodies. **** The first day with his mates was the best he had ever had, beginning with the incredible three-way sex they had indulged in first thing. Harry still couldn’t believe he had woken up and felt brave enough to just suck the man’s cock into his mouth as if he had been doing it for years. They were both very receptive to his touch, and he loved that. After several minutes of cuddling, they had opted to have individual showers for two reasons. First, the shower wouldn’t occupy him and two larger-than-average men at once. The second, if they somehow managed to fit in the shower, they would never get back out, and there were plenty of things they had to get done. At least that was his men’s excuse. Lastly on the agenda had been to have breakfast, and after the shabby attempt of Kai giving him cereal, Harry had opted to claim the kitchen as his domain as he ordered both his men out of the room so he could make a proper breakfast for them. His men had soon agreed to give him cooking duty once they had tasted his pancakes with a twist—the twist was a dash of lemon and lime flavoured water to give the pancakes a fresh citrusy taste and also helped with making the pancakes appear frothy and light. The result would have been three thumbs-up from each man if that was possible. Following breakfast, Kai and Dark had explained to him that Dark owned a third of the club they had met in the previous evening and now that ownership reverted to Kai and Harry also. They had also discussed Harry’s need for more clothes and decided that they would need to take him shopping later on in the day after a long argument over the pros and cons of Harry walking around naked for the rest of their lives. But one thing they had agreed upon was that nobody would see him naked except for both his men.

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Dark took Harry shopping. Kai claimed that he had business to take care of considering everything he had was back in New York. He kind of wished he could have gone to New York, but Kai didn’t feel it necessary to go back there when he could have everything shipped over. Harry had never been out of Texas. On the way to the mall, Dark had assured Harry that he should get everything he ever dreamed of having and nothing less, regardless of price. Reluctantly, Harry had agreed as his mate had that stern alpha look about him, dictating that Harry not argue about the matter. But as soon as he stepped out of the room and Dark handed over his credit card, he soon became interested. He may have gone overboard with what was claimed as “necessary” and what could be claimed as greed, but he got them anyway, deciding that his men needed to see the real Harry before they went any further in this ménage of theirs. As soon as they had got back, Kai had been all over them. Considering they had been out all day shopping, had come back with practically half the entire mall, and had lunch out, Kai had somehow done a lot more. Apparently he had been on the phone to New York all morning, quitting his job at the hospital, selling his apartment to a guy who had wanted the place for years, and requesting a moving company to go in and collect any personal items they found in the place and make sure they were all flown to Texas immediately. He had then apparently organized for contractors to come out and get the house they now lived in up to scratch and to make it the perfect home for them. Harry had been overwhelmed that somebody could do so much within a few short hours. But that was his mate, and he wasn’t any ordinary man. Now Harry stood looking into the bathroom mirror wondering whether to do this. He had put on his favorite outfit and all the “accessories” he had bought to go with it. He didn’t know whether his mates would love it or hate it, but sure enough, he had to do this. The thought that his mates might not like him in the outfits he had chosen, the way he loved to dress, even though Master hadn’t allowed him to

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wear them, made him nervous. So instead, he made his way out the bathroom and down the stairs until he stood at the bottom step facing the living area just behind where his mates sat cuddling on the sofa while watching some baseball game. His mates looked so cute like that. Kai sat next to Dark with one arm and leg draped over him as Dark wrapped his long arms around Kai’s shoulders and rested his chin on top of the man’s head. Dark’s body was so large it seemed impossible to cuddle up to, even for their dominant mate, Kai. Harry couldn’t believe how lucky he had gotten when both men turned around to look at him. As their eyes bulged out of their sockets and their mouths hung wide open he swore he could see the men’s stomachs. Although their looks made him all the more anxious about what they thought, he couldn’t suppress the giggle that came from his lips as his men growled at him, obviously with approval, as they stalked toward him. Harry stood there in the tightest, black skinny jeans, blood-red cotton shirt with the neckline he cut himself so one sleeve hung off the shoulder, and bright red pumps. He had on jet-black eyeliner, including a little sexy flick at the corner of his eyes with felt-tip eyeliner, clear lip gloss, and red nail polish to show off his features all the more. If they didn’t think of me as twink before, they do now. Both men walked toward him with predatory looks in their eyes. Standing in front of him, both men seemed to assess his outfit choice, and Kai held his hand out for Harry to take before twirling him round to get a view of his backside also. Both men gasped when they saw the tiny string sticking out of his jeans where his thong disappeared. It would have been easier to go commando, but he felt the thong looked that much sexier. For the longest time, neither man said a word, just watched his face then drifted their gazes up and down his body. The silence drove him crazy. He wanted them to say whether they liked it or not, and he began to feel self-conscious when they both planted neutral looks on

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their faces before Dark said, “So this is why you wouldn’t let me see what you bought?” Still wondering what they thought, Harry didn’t trust his view on what looked good or not. He just knew what he liked and what felt comfortable. He just gave a slight nod. “Hmmm,” was all Kai could muster. Whether it was a good hmmm or bad hmmm, he didn’t know. He hoped for the former, though. After more agonisingly slow moments, he finally found his voice. “This is how I always dressed ever since I knew I was gay, probably even before then, at least until I met Master. He wouldn’t let me where anything flattering, claiming that if I looked even half decent, I would find somebody else as my master.” Both men then moved from their places opposite him to encircle him in their arms before Dark’s husky voice broke through. “He was an idiot, and you, my mate, are one sexy fucker dressed in red. If you dress like that every day, you won’t have any clothes left by end of the week after I rip them off.” Dark looked at his other mate “What do you say, Kai?” “I think he looks good enough to eat. The red just makes me crave to bite into you and feast on you like I’m a vampire possessed. It is hot as hell, and I love it.” He growled. “Yo–you really like it?” he stammered, not sure if he just heard what he thought they said. “We love it,” they both grunted before he felt mouths descend upon him. Kai plastered to his front and kissed his mouth with as much drive as a bull seeing red. Of course that was exactly what it was. Dark wrapped his arms around his shoulders and pulled on both nipple rings, causing Harry to arch his back and moan into Kai’s mouth. As Harry’s head fell back onto Dark’s shoulder, Kai released his mouth to kiss Dark with as much passion and drive as he had just kissed Harry, and it scared Harry to all ends that it made his cock hard

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enough to pound nails. Watching his two men kiss each other was making Harry go into a complete state of heat. Naturally the mating bond is what drove them together, but the intensity and the feelings Harry felt growing for these two men, his vampire and his alpha, drove him crazy with lust. Feeling their lust for him and each other at the moment fed him like he had never been fed before. At first he would feel a slight stirring that ran its course throughout his entire body, causing every nerve to stand on end. As the lust grew to disproportionate amounts and built into an orgasm for Harry’s man, it gave him so much pleasure and satisfaction it would send electrical shocks throughout his entire body. Every nerve would be filled with not only his own but also his partner’s lust, and that seemed to heighten and trigger his own climax. And when his lover would climax, it felt like the pinnacle. Every ounce of lust and pleasure from his partner would wash over and through his every cell, invigorating his entire body and in the process increasing his own climax. He would feel every pulse, every shudder, and the exact moment his lover’s cum would spurt from his slit to splash Harry’s inner passage. The experience was always mind shattering. Being a lust demon, he had to be involved in regular sexual activities of any kind to feed off of the lust of his sexual partners to remain strong and to use his powers. All demons had the same powers as if they were extra senses, such as healing others and the ability to manipulate fire in size and intensity, as well as the ability to walk between the earth plane and the demon plane. When a demon came into his or her powers at twenty-one and realized the emotion they must feed off of for the rest of their life, one extra power came to them. Usually the power was randomized and eventually would let itself be known before long. Harry’s power was the ability to tell when a person was lying. He imagined it wouldn’t be of any use when fighting, but it had become useful when he was around others and needed to know the truth. He just had to figure out a way to tell his

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mates they couldn’t lie to him about a thing even if it was as small as whether they wanted red or brown sauce on their bacon sandwiches. That simple, little fact caused Harry to make the decision that he did. He pushed Kai away with all the energy he could muster until the man took the hint and stepped back. Obvious worry outlined his eyes as he looked down at Harry as if searching for any harm he may or may not have caused. “You didn’t hurt me,” Harry blurted out to save him the worrisome search of his mate. The last thing he needed right at that moment was his mate’s hands all over him. Stepping out of Dark’s arms, he took several deep breaths as he tried to find some way of explaining his actions just moments ago. Luckily enough he didn’t have to when his mates asked, “Are you okay?” in unison. Before he could even come up with the words in his brain, they seemed to leave his mouth. “I don’t know you, either of you. We met just last night, and the only thing I seem to know is your names, where Kai’s from, his chosen career, and that Dark’s the alpha of the pack I have just suddenly found myself a part of. I have no idea why you wanted to become a doctor, Kai. I have no clue on how and why you wanted to become an alpha and I have no thought on how this relationship is going to work and what roles we all will play in this.” He gestured between the three of them before finishing. “I want to know what makes you both the men that I am falling for so quickly. I want to know the troubles you have, your fears, but most of all I want you to want to know all about me. I don’t like secrets, and I want everything between us to be perfect.” Suddenly a knock came at the door, but no one ventured to answer it. After a few moments and no word from either of his men, the door knocking began to get frantic. It began to get louder and louder until Harry thought the door might snap any second now. Then he found Dark and Kai both kneeling in front of him, both men reaching out to take one of his hands in both of theirs before kissing each finger and thumb and turning to look at him with small smiles on their faces.

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Dark finally spoke. “Baby, we know it’s a lot to handle going from someone who abused you for so long to two men who want nothing but for you to be happy, and it’s only natural you want to know all about us, and we want to know about you, too. But how about for now we answer our door because quite frankly, I don’t want our door breaking today.” Harry nodded and turned to watch Dark answer the door as Kai brought him back into his embrace from behind. Harry easily snuggled back into the man’s arms as the guy from the night before, Paul, he remembered, barged past Dark to see both him and Kai before a breath of relief made its way past his lips. “What’s the meaning of this, Paul?” Kai demanded in a gruff voice as his arms stiffened up around Harry. “You haven’t heard. I was told you guys were at the club. I am glad to find out that’s not true.” Turning back to Dark to address him directly, he said in a strained voice, “There’s been an incident. The club got attacked. Luckily nobody was in at the time, and there isn’t that much damage except the porch has been burned down and soot has made its way into the foyer, but the fire department reckons it was an arson attack. A member of our pack was running through the woods and noticed the porch on fire before it could progress to the main building. The rumour going around was that you were in the building as it caught on fire.” Paul looked frantic and freaked out in Harry’s mind, but from what he remembered of the layout of the club, Dark’s office was right above the foyer, which would have caught on fire also. Thank god they hadn’t been there. “Who told you that? I’ve been in town with Harry all day, shopping, and Kai’s been here sorting out his stuff in NYC. What do you mean an arson attack happened?” As the words registered in Harry’s mind, he could only come up with one reason. “Master,” he croaked. Everybody turned to look at

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him in astonishment. Kai’s hold tightened even more around his shoulders as Dark looked pissed and Paul looked confused. “Who is this master?” he asked. “Harry’s old Dom. The asshole from last night where he was abusing our mate for god knows what stupid reason,” Dark answered immediately, disgust in his voice evident as he spat out each word. Paul could only nod, clearly not comfortable talking about it more than they had to if his minimal wording was anything to go by. Dark walked toward Harry then once more knelt in front of him. Even kneeling, the man almost came up to eye level with Harry. “Are you sure?” was all he said. Harry thought that Dark wanted it to be him just so he could march right on over to the man and beat him within an inch of his life for hurting Harry for so long. The devotion was something he had wanted all his life. Worming his way out of Kai’s chokehold of an embrace, Harry wrapped his arms around a tense Dark before whispering, “I don’t know,” to the man’s skin. Dark visibly relaxed after a few moments of Harry’s embrace. He looked into Harry’s eyes, conveying every emotion he felt toward Harry, and the intensity of the stare created shivers all over his entire body. Then, as if he had picked himself up, Dark released Harry and looked toward Paul. “I want two werewolves on patrol at all times around the club until we figure out who did this. My gut feeling says we aren’t going to like the answer.”

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Chapter 6 That first day with both his mates had seemed so perfect, much better than he could ever have imagined. Lunch and shopping with Harry had been one of the best experiences of his life. Every time he came out of one shop to Dark, he had such a bright smile on his face that Dark would give him anything and everything to keep that smile on permanently. Unfortunately, since the arson attack on the club, Harry had become depressed. He no longer had the sparkle in his brown eyes from before. He had stopped wearing the makeup and the nail polish. He had reduced himself to wearing the baggy sweats he had bought for lounging in that did all but make Dark feel lousy at not having the right thing to make his mate feel better and know this wasn’t his fault. He knew how to fuck, boy did he. He knew how to be fucked. He even knew how to deal with a pissed-off mate, but one thing he didn’t know how to deal with was a disheartened one. The past five days had been the same for them. Harry had woken up well before they had, and by the time they had gotten up, Harry had made a fabulous breakfast as per usual and had his own shower. He refused to allow either of them to touch him unless it was to give him a morning kiss. It was as if he felt afraid somebody was going to hurt him—which was ridiculous considering Dark or Kai would never hurt Harry in any way, shape, or form. He had an inkling of what was the matter. They all did, but five days had passed, the club had been restored, and nothing more had happened. Kai had said that they should all stick together for now— strength in numbers as he quite rightly said, and Dark wouldn’t want

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it any other way. Just as they reached the club, Dark driving and Kai in the passenger seat with Harry in the middle, Harry looked as if he didn’t want to be there. Exchanging a look with Kai, he mouthed to him he had a plan as to calm the nerves of their mate. Once in the club, all three men made their way down to the hardcore level. Kai approached the place with as much calm, cool, and collection as if he had been here a thousand times already. It reminded Dark of his last master. The master who had left him all by himself. Jerry had been the best master Dark could think of. Even though the man was his first and only master, the man had been his first love. They had been together all of eight years. Jerry and Dark had lived in a two-bedroom apartment in town at the time. Jerry was the original owner the club before he left. He realized he had lied to his mates about the origin of the club, but the memories were too painful to talk about. Dark had met Jerry the first time he went to the club some eight years ago. At that point Dark had just returned to Texas from his trip to Asia. It had been Dark’s way of getting away from Ethan and the light pack for a while. It was then he decided to check the place out. The owner of the club had met his eye from across the room—of course he hadn’t known that at the time—and Dark had the courage to walk right up to the man with a confident smile on his face when he noticed the sexy man stare right back at him with a seductive grin. Oh how he had loved that grin. It could break every bit of his control and allow Jerry to do all that he wished. His body suddenly became Jerry’s toy, and he loved it that way. Jerry must have seen something he liked in him though, because the man allowed him into his home when Dark had none and made Dark his sub. The training had been fantastic, the punishments even better. Spank after spank, flog after flog, even whip after whip burned his skin, and the feeling became addictive but not much more than being fucked by him after said punishment-training session. Jerry

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always lost focus and control when he saw the welt marks on his ass and upper thighs and would fuck him into the spanking table he was strapped to, but one fateful morning after they had gotten home from the club, Dark had woken up to find the bed empty and an envelope attached to the collar his master had given him, the one he wore twenty-four-seven. The envelope contained a few pieces of paper and a much smaller envelope. This envelope contained the only key to his locked collar, the very same one attached to a chain that his master had worn all the time, and now he had possession of it. He didn’t like it. Tears streamed his eyes as he looked at the pieces of paper. One had the deed to the apartment printed on it with Dark’s name on it in Jerry’s place. The next had been the deeds to the club, again changed into his name alone. The third was a letter from Jerry himself. Dearest D, I am sorry to leave you like this under such short notice. I have no explanation to tell you as to why I am leaving, but please know this. You will never see me again. I realize it is a shabby way to leave, I had no choice. I loved you with all my heart, as a partner, a submissive, and my best friend. You were my companion through hell, and everything we have been through means the world to me. I will always miss you and care for you. One day you will go on to meet the loves of your life, your mates. They will care for you and do things for you that I was never capable of doing. Enclosed with this letter is the key for your collar. You are officially free to take it off as I am no longer your master. I have also provided you with the deeds to both the apartment you sit in now and also the club we both hold dear in our hearts. Consider it my way of repaying for the shabby way I have left you. Please know I never intended for this to happen. I love you with all my heart and always will.

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Love, Jerry xxx The letter had been emotional to read. By the end of it, tears had been spilling out of his eyes as he read it time and time again. The words never changed, but every time they seemed to rip another piece of his heart out. Never again did the club hold this safe, exciting vibe for him. Never had the apartment they had shared for eight years together felt so bare, so quiet, and so lonely without Jerry there. Dark did the only thing he knew how to do. He made his two best friends in the whole world, Trip and Paul, his partners in the business as they completely stripped the house of all its decorations, equipment, and completely redesigned the club and the structure of how business was conducted. It hadn’t been that he didn’t want another Dom. He knew when his mate finally came along the man would more than likely be the dominant one of the two despite his stature. In fact he had craved having a master and a mate in the same man. But the initial pain of being abandoned by the man who was supposed to look after his needs emotionally was big, and he couldn’t possibly have ignored it. At first it did nothing for him, but eventually as he began to get used to it all, he began to like the club again, but he never felt excited to be in the club. He had never felt the need to submit to any man, never felt the energy of walking into a private room to play until now. Dark came back from his thoughts to find they had made their way to the hardcore section of the club as Kai was opening the door to room thirteen, the dungeon suite. The room was the best equipped of them all. With sex swings and trapeze bars hanging from the ceiling for bondage use, it also had a glass-wall-enclosed shower with about three or four different knobs for different uses. A spanking bench sat in the corner of the room, ready to be moved out when needed. Shackles and ropes and handcuffs hung up on hooks above the bench where Kai set down a huge, black duffel bag. Dark hadn’t seen Kai carry it out of the house or even saw it

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before. Must be his from NY when Kai’s belongings arrived earlier, he thought. “On your knees, pets,” Kai ordered Dark couldn’t believe what he was hearing. How was he meant to go through a scene with his mates after what had happened? He hadn’t even bottomed at all since Jerry left and to bottom in a scene was going to be a first since the man left. He wondered if he would still enjoy it. He decided he would at least try. But as he saw Harry quickly get down onto his knees, shaking with excitement, Dark looked over to Kai, who was standing there waiting for him to get to his knees by Kai’s feet. Reluctantly, he did it. He got on his knees and crawled to his mate’s feet beside Harry. Kai must have seen the apprehension in his eyes because he leaned down and crooned, “You need this. I can tell just as much as you can. We will talk about it later, but for now enjoy and let go. Let me send you to a place you haven’t been in a very long time.” Dark nodded his understanding. Kai somehow knew his train of thought, and that fact reassured him that he could do it and he would love every second of it. One word was all it took to unleash the true submissive in him. “Naked.” Dark raced to get his clothes off in record time wanting, no, needing his mate’s handprint on his ass. Small whimpers came from Harry as he undressed, handing every article of clothing to Kai with a big, goofy grin on his face. Once they were both naked, Dark knelt back at the feet of his mate, eyes looking to the ground in show of submission and respect. Suddenly he heard a click, and then smooth metal enclosed around his neck. He fingered the metal along his neck and realized he had just been collared. The feeling of a collar around his neck invigorated him in a way he hadn’t felt for years. He still felt scared at what would come next, but he craved what Kai was going to do to him. A mirror was held in front of him and Harry as they both looked at each

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other’s reflections and the collars around their necks. Harry’s was an extravagant red leather collar with diamond studs in the center going around the entire length of the collar with a small, metal ring at the front. Dark’s, on the other hand, was a plain and simple silver chain. Both had a baby blue K for Kai in the center, the same color as his eyes. The feeling of the chain choker around his neck made him feel just like it had eight years ago when Jerry had collared him for the first time. He loved the feeling of finally having a master again. He always thought it would make him feel inferior or depressed for the past, but it didn’t. This was a new start, a new beginning, a new master, and this time he wouldn’t be abandoned. He beamed up at Kai with his acceptance and understanding of the collar as Kai pointed them both to the wall restraints. Facing the wall, Kai strapped Harry and Dark in to the restraints side by side so they were spread-eagled, before Kai began to talk in a dark husky tone. “The past five days I have had to watch you, Harry, detach yourself from both Dark and me. We are your mates, and you should talk to us about how you feel when you feel it. Considering you haven’t done this, I have had no choice but to collar and restrain you as my sub. This collar”—he fingered the ring in front of the collar—“shows that you are mine and mine only.” “You”—he looked at Dark—“I realize you have had a bad experience with masters in the past from your body language as you realised my intentions, and you should have told me. We do not keep secrets from one another. You understand?” He waited for both Dark and Harry to answer him, but when they only nodded, he spanked Dark on the ass, and from the whimpers coming from Harry, he had spanked Harry, too. “Yes, Master,” they parroted. “Good. Now for your punishment.” Harry suddenly tensed up and began to tremble, but Dark couldn’t blame the little man since he had such a bad experience with his old Dom and so-called “punishment.”

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Dark let Kai deal with this one while Dark just reached out for Harry’s bound wrist. “Baby, calm down. Look at me.” Kai waited until Harry turned his head to look at Kai with Dark just over his shoulder. In the calmest voice he had ever heard, Kai crooned, “I would never hurt you, baby, you must know that. Yes, it is punishment, but it will also feel so good you will be begging me to fuck you hard and fast as I spank you and Dark into oblivion.” “You promise?” It was almost a whisper, and Dark wouldn’t have heard it if not for his werewolf hearing abilities. “Scout’s honour,” Kai replied, a big grin on his face as he leaned down to lick at Harry’s lips, demanding entrance and submission from their smallest mate. Once Kai retracted from Harry’s mouth, his demeanour changed. He whipped his shirt off before he landed a hard spank to Dark’s ass. Dark whimpered as the sensation went straight to his interested cock. As Kai continued to spank and rub their asses repeatedly, Dark and Harry continued to moan and whimper and cry out as the pleasure from the spanks became too much. He felt he was about to come when he felt something cool attach itself to his cock and balls, trapping them in a forever state of arousal as it squeezed them to the point he couldn’t climax. Kai had shoved a cock ring on him, and the feeling made him crazy with need. He needed his release. He needed everything his mate could give him and more. Then the spanking began once more. This time it wasn’t his hand that made contact with his skin. Instead, it was the unmistakeable feeling of a riding crop landing smack in the center of his ass crack, right over his puckered hole, soaring his need into the heavens. Dark needed it. He needed it so bad he thought he would pass out from the sensations when he finally got his release. His hole quivered and his body shuddered as every spank landed on a new part of his ass or thighs. By the time Dark had mentally counted twenty, with every strike creating new and buried vibrations right to his aching cock and

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balls, his cock twitched like a madman. His balls began to take on a very deep-blue color—bringing a whole new meaning to the phrase blue balls. Kai kept driving him crazy until he felt nothing. His eyes closed, and he found himself in a new world, a new place of forbidden desires, and he felt completely at ease. He felt better than he had in three years, in fact since the very last time he and Jerry had played together. He felt oddly peaceful even though he could hear the sound of what he thought to be a bullwhip in the background, but the sound was so muted he couldn’t be sure. He lay in the open field, his ass upturned to the sun’s rays on his body. He felt amazing, relaxed, and soothed. His body appeared to weigh nothing as he felt as if he floated, enjoying the sensations around his body. His ass felt warm and red, his hole clenched and relaxed several times, and his cock ached with a delicious sense of contentment. He felt something cool press against his ass. It was big, but so slick feeling it was as if somebody was shoving a lubed finger up his ass to stretch him out. Gradually, the finger in his ass rapidly burst in and out of his now-needy hole, and then a second entered alongside the first. The fingers began a scissoring motion in his ass, stretching him out, and then the fingers hit the walnut-sized gland. He cried out into the abandoned meadow. He clawed and reached to get the fingers deeper inside his ass as he began thrust his hips, impaling himself on the much-needed invading digits. A third entered, and he felt full, but he still wanted. “More,” he screamed over and over, trying to get somebody to notice. His eyes closed, squeezing them tight as he wanted something bigger to fill his ass up. After what felt like forever to Dark, he got his wish. A large cocklike object entered him forcefully right to the root, causing him to cry out hysterically as he was fucked after what felt like so long. The object didn’t have the heat of a man’s cock to it. It felt harder, much harder and cooler than a cock, but it had all the ridges of a cock. He could feel the mushroom-shaped head ploughing in and out of him at

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rapid speeds. He could feel veins causing a delicious sensation across the inner walls of his ass, and then he felt vibrations begin and realized somebody had shoved a vibrating phallus up his ass. He loved the feeling of the phallus in his ass unlike anything he had ever felt in a long time. The ridges from the veins in the dildo along with the vibrations rubbed across Dark’s prostate on every thrust, each one driving him closer to the mouth-watering orgasm he could already taste. He whimpered and cried, humping his hips like a crazed cat in heat. He rubbed his aching cock and balls he suddenly couldn’t reach across the velvety feeling of the grass before impaling himself onto the very large dildo in his ass. He needed his release more than anything, but he refused to demand it. He knew it would come eventually. As he let go, all his inhibitions disappeared. Every worry, every doubt vanished from his brain, and he felt something cool release his cock and balls, and he knew he was being granted his climax. His orgasm came not a moment too soon when he felt his balls draw up tight, every pore on his body covered in sweat. His hips gyrated onto the phallus harder, faster than he thought humanly possible as he allowed it to overwhelm his senses. He could smell his arousal, he could see the stars begin to appear behind his closed eyelids, and he could hear nothing but his own cries of passion and pleasure as he fucked himself into unconsciousness. His world began to flash. He felt his release leave his balls as it made its way along his stiff, aching shaft before he erupted. He screamed to the heavens as his climax shook his very foundation. Only after several minutes of what seemed to be uncontrollable, orgasmic bliss did his body begin to come down from its emotional roller coaster of a journey, and he slumped. His body gave way as something released his wrists and ankles as his world fell into darkness.

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**** Kai sat on the floor, his big, bad alpha mate cuddled up to his side as Harry lay on his lap. He had yet to take care of his mate’s marks, but after that session, he felt tired and they all needed a breather. Dark had collapsed as soon as he had come with the most powerful orgasm Kai had ever seen, much less been the cause of. He guessed that maybe his mate enjoyed being denied orgasm for so long, and boy did he enjoy seeing it. His mate had whimpered, cried, and screamed. Hell, his mate had even partly shifted and clawed at the stone wall to get out of the restraints. That’s how badly he had driven his mate into submission. Harry had been the exact opposite to Dark. As Dark had been whimpering and moaning like a slut, Harry had been enjoying himself a little too much, demanding more and ordering Kai to whip him harder. Topping from the bottom. If anything, he figured it should have been the other way around. He figured Harry would have been silent considering his last experience with a single tail, but he expected to be right on everything. Kai had also loved it immensely. Dominating his alpha was definitely going to be a thrill beyond belief, but with Harry there also? Spanking them both with his hand, the riding crop, and the bullwhip he felt on top of the world. Who knew that his mates would like such kinky play with him? They were perfect. He had known, after he stretched out both his mates, at their sounds of passion and the smell of their arousal filling the room, that he loved them. He loved them with all his heart, and the fact that someone purposefully burnt the part of the club where his mate’s very office was, in hopes of him being in there at the time, scared the living daylight out of him. Harry was a complete pain slut, as he had figured out. Not to the point of what that asshole did to him, but he definitely liked it hard enough so he could see the welt marks puckered and red on his skin. One had even broke the skin right on his lower back, but it had caused

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his mate so much pleasure that Kai promised himself to explore that part of his smallest mate soon enough. At the end of the day he could always heal him with his blood if need be. Mewling from his side notified Kai that his alpha was waking up now. He quickly pecked Harry on the lips and smiled down at the goofy grin Harry wore before looking down into deep, soul-searching, black orbs that were Dark’s eyes. His mate’s sleepy smile made his stomach flip as he realized he could never be away from these two men again. So much had seemed to happen between the three of them in the last two hours. They seemed closer than ever, and he couldn’t wait to tell his mates how he felt. Before he could ask how his mate felt, Dark began talking. “I have been a member of the light pack for ninety years now. Ethan had been my hero from the very moment my mother had first told me about him back when I was nothing but a cub. I vowed that one day I would meet my hero and I would learn to become a warrior from the man himself. In 1921, I had made my way over to Texas where Ethan had taken up residency ten years previous as alpha of the light pack. “I moved myself into his territory and was granted access into the light pack. I even lived my dream. Ethan and I would spend two hours every day for the first decade practicing and learning different fighting skills. He taught me how to use my height to my advantage without it being another’s advantage, too. He even made me one of his soldiers. Granted, I was low on the totem pole, but still, I was there, living my dream as any true American should. But then about thirty years back at the turn of the seventies, he had changed. “The sixties in werewolf packs were deadly. All the music, drinking, and drugs made normally calm, relaxed wolves agitated, paranoid, and violent. It was almost every wolf for himself. With the seventies and the end of that era, we began to get back on track. We calmed down significantly, finally lived in proper housing after ten years, but one thing changed for the worse.”

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Dark cuddled closer to Kai and reached a hand out for Harry to take as he took several deep breaths, each one released slower than the last. Kai and Harry remained silent waiting for Dark to continue. “There was this clearing. It was beautiful back then. There was green grass and flowers, and trees covered the entire perimeter. The place was heaven. I was in love with it. I used to run in my wolf form to the clearing most evenings and just lie there right in the center as the bright blue skies would slowly turn red, then orange, and finally mould into pinks and purples before full dark. But as soon as the seventies hit and Ethan changed, it became a place of undeniable anger. “Ethan brought in a lot of rules for each pack member to obey or else there would be severe consequences. Ethan couldn’t outright kill anyone on pack grounds, so he began to take them off pack lands. At least then, if something happened, he wasn’t responsible for what occurred. “In the early nineties, I decided to go for a break. I traveled Asia for ten years. You could say I was a drifter or a lone wolf. I stayed well away from shifters in Asia. On the full moon, I would hide out somewhere for a few hours before I hunted. To be honest, I enjoyed myself, but it could get lonely from time to time. “One day I had had enough of Asia, and so I came back here. A lot had changed by then. There were more buildings, and there were more people around. The pack had changed a lot, but one thing remained the same. Ethan Freight. The night I came back after I had dealt with Ethan and my AWOL status, I went to the clearing, needing something that resembled peace. When I got there, I saw a building right in the center. A car park was in front of the building and a tiny dirt track led to a main road. It was then I saw the club for the first time.” Kai couldn’t believe what Dark was telling them. He seemed to have been through so much shit from this pack, yet he loved it that much he kept coming back. It was the calling of a great alpha.

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“As I walked up to the building, I noticed a big burly man standing at the front of the door. Granted, he wasn’t as big as me, but in human terms he was big. He let me in the building as a place to get a drink and relax, and when I walked in, my life changed.” Kai sat there quietly and listened as his mate told him of his first impressions of the BDSM lifestyle. Kai was shocked. He knew that Dark had been a submissive before him. It was clear in how quick he was to declare himself the bottom to Kai, but he didn’t know the full story of it until now. He had spent years being abused by someone he felt was a friend and his childhood hero only to find a master who took care of his every need just to abandon him. It made Kai’s heart break for Dark. But thankfully, he was the one who got to cuddle up to his mate right now. He was the one who got two of the sexiest men he had ever dreamed of having. He was going to spend the rest of his life thanking fate for giving him the best mates possible. “Is that why you challenged Ethan, because he made the pack’s life miserable?” Harry asked. It was a question Kai had wanted to ask since meeting his alpha, but the little imp in his lap had more balls to ask Dark than he did. “Yes,” was all that Dark answered as he tucked himself into the crook of Kai’s neck. “Can somebody help clean me up now? I got cum dripping out my ass and wounds that are beginning to sting.” Harry pouted. Kai could tell he wasn’t really mad or upset but trying to lighten up the mood, and it worked. Kai looked into Harry’s big, brown and unmistakeably sparkly eyes. He burst out laughing at the bottom lip that was stuck out on their smaller mate before he leaned in to kiss the pout away until Harry melted into their embrace before pulling away and kissing Dark with as much feeling as Kai felt toward his mates.

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Chapter 7 The next few days flew by without incident. They followed a daily ritual of fucking, eating, and sleeping. The club had no more attacks, and Harry began to believe the arson had truly been some pesky kids running amuck and getting away with it. The fire department’s investigation had proved insufficient due to lack of evidence to point the blame at anyone in particular. Harry sat on the sofa cuddled up to Kai as Dark had gone out to deal with pack celebrations. Every pack member either brought food around to the house or demanded the alpha’s presence at dinner parties. He didn’t mind considering the full moon was in a week and the pack was busy making preparations to officially introduce Dark James as the new pack alpha. The house was a dump also, considering the people they would have round in seven days’ time. The kitchen had been stripped bare that very morning. They didn’t even own an oven as of yet and had been doing all their cooking on the barbeque outside. Even a wall had been knocked out between the master suite and the guest bedroom where they had been staying to create a much larger bedroom for the three of them to share. Everything they were getting was brand new from the master bathroom down to the very last chair at the kitchen table. Apparently Ethan had been an abuser of his members for the better part of thirty or forty years. He was glad that Dark was alpha now. He knew his mate would run the pack perfectly and keep his members happy with the land they required for hunting and playing when in their wolf form but also keep the pack financially secure.

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Harry had soon realized that the majority of the pack worked at the club. With Trip and Paul the owners alongside Dark, they then had River and Jay as heads of security and memberships. Four men were designated for the patrol of each floor of the club at all times as white angels. Then some men and women worked the bar. It was a true testament to how a pack should be run, although Harry had no experience in wolf packs. The tightly bonded group came together like a proper family. The feeling left a warm and fuzzy feeling inside him as he snuggled closer to Kai. Hearing the door bang, Harry turned to see a blood-covered Dark before the man collapsed, unconscious, to the floor. **** Light shone into his eyes. He refused to be interrupted by such blinding light when he was having the most perfect dream of both his mates cuddling up to him from either side as he slept. Then reality hit him. He remembered being attacked from behind as he locked the gate to his new home. He thought he felt about five sets of hands punching him, slapping him, and numerous voices shouting abuse at him. He heard his ribs cracking and breaking He felt steel-toed boots kicking him, fangs breaking his skin and drinking from him as he began to feel weak, defenseless, and vulnerable. He thought he would never see his mates again, yet he was only two hundred yards away from his home and his mates. Eventually, after what had felt like hours, he finally made it to the porch and sluggishly swung open the front door only to lose all energy as the darkness claimed him. The final look he took in was a look of horror and shock on Harry. Will that light just piss off? Grudgingly, he opened his eyes to find both his mates’ heads lying on his chest, arms and legs spread over him in some sort of defensive maneuver to prevent anyone getting to

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him. His heart buzzed and fluttered with joy at realizing he was still with his mates. The light was coming from a source he would have never thought of before. “Harry.” The light was actually coming from his mate. A blinding white light that felt amazingly peaceful rather than painful to his eyes as he thought it would have been. His mate then stirred, and to Dark it appeared as if the light had faded slightly, or it could have been his eyes. “Oh. My. God. Kai, sweetheart, wake your sorry ass up now. Dark’s awake,” he screeched while shaking their master. “I am so glad you’re awake. You can never do that to me again. Understood?” He actually sat back on his heels and crossed his arms over his small chest and stuck his bottom lip out in the sexiest pout Dark had ever seen. As Kai opened his eyes, he immediately shut them again due to the light coming from his mate’s hands. Kai groaned as Harry realized light was coming from his fingers. The little imp suddenly went from a small, pouty smile to a full ear-to-ear grin, teeth showing and all as he began giggling and jumping up and down on the bed, shouting to the gods. His mate looked so cheerful and happy that his giggle became contagious, and Dark began laughing alongside his mate. These were the times he lived for. Seeing his mate happy to the point that no matter what mood he was in he got caught up in the smiles and laughs, if for no other reason than to enjoy his mate’s happiness. “What’s up?” Kai groaned, opening his eyes, then noticed Dark looking directly at him as he smiled down to him and then Harry with so much love he thought he would burst. Kai leaned up and brushed his lips with Dark’s in a sensual yet still toe-curling kiss. Both men turned to see Harry celebrating in his very own little party. It made Dark wonder what could make the little guy so enthusiastic. “It’s back. It’s back.” Harry kept chanting to the skies as if it was his new mantra. It’s back? What’s back? Dark hadn’t a clue what he

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was on about. The guy was happy, and he would share when he calmed down a little. Of course Kai, the never-ending Dom, didn’t like being out of the loop as he asked, “What’s back?” Harry abruptly stopped jumping and twirled to glare at Kai. The look on his smaller mate’s face was enough to bury any supernatural six feet under. His eyes turned from warm and comforting chocolate to a cold, detached, boring brown. His sensual lips went from a wide smile to a thin white line in a show of distaste. He stood at the end of the bed, head cocked to one side in a show of confusion as his hands fisted on his hips. His foot began tapping as if Kai should know what to say or what he was so happy about. Although Dark never had a clue to begin with, he wasn’t about to say a thing. He wanted to be on the good side of his mate. Kai was actually smart this time and just sat there and kept his mouth shut. He may be a Dom and several inches taller than Harry, but the one thing he had quickly learned was he did not want to piss the little man off, which is exactly what he was doing now. All of a sudden steam started coming out from his mate’s ears, actual steam. Then his boxers went up in flames out of nowhere as his entire body was engulfed in flames. Even at six nine and three hundred and fifty pounds, Dark wasn’t too macho to admit that he was afraid. His sexy mate was engulfed in flames as if they appeared from under his very skin. It didn’t seem to be affecting the bed spread, which puzzled him greatly. Also Harry appeared to not be in any pain also. It was very weird to see it, and yet any time he went near Harry to calm him down, he got burned. “Baby, please calm down. Let’s just calm the fire down, or else our home will burn Get rid of the fire, and we can talk about it. Kai didn’t mean what he said, but right now we are very afraid of what is going on with you, so how about you help us to help you.” After a few deep controlling breaths, Harry returned to normal, no fire in sight, and Dark pulled him into his embrace to cuddle.

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Sitting back against the headrest, Dark spoke quietly, and in a calming, soothing voice as he asked, “What was that, baby? The fire, I mean.” “It was my powers.” Dark allowed his mate to calm down and think about it more before a cheeky smile appeared on Harry’s face. “How cool was that? Did you see me? I was covered in flames. It was so cool.” He felt rather…dumbstruck would be the only way to describe it. His mate had appeared ecstatic about a light coming from his fingers, and now he was gloating about how cool it was to be engulfed in flames? Thank god he had an eternity with his mate because he would need it just to figure out how his brain worked. “Hmmm,” was the only plausible sound he could make without freaking out. Once he felt he could control his mouth, he whispered, “Care to explain?” His mate sat up from his embrace and curtly nodded his head as he smiled at both him and Kai. “It’s my power. All demons have powers once they become of age at twenty-one, right?” He paused, waiting for both men to nod before continuing. “My fire abilities won’t hurt you, anyone or anything else unless I want it to. We can control the intensity of the fire, which includes the heat of it and how it affects others. You two and our home is safe.” Dark couldn’t believe it. He had just been attacked, probably within an inch of his life, and now his mate could engulf him and whoever else he wished in fire and determine whether it made marks on them at all or if it turned them into ash. This prospect made his mate appear very dangerous despite his smaller frame. Hell, Dark figured he was probably more dangerous than himself, and that idea scared the living shit out of him. “I’m sorry for pissing you off, baby. I just didn’t understand how that light, a sign of you healing our man was making you so happy. But I get it now, and I am sorry,” Kai pleaded.

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“It’s okay. I was never mad. I just forgot to realise you have never had a power taken away from you. Getting it back means I am healthy and strong enough now to use it. Especially when I did it to help Dark out.” Harry blew kissy faces in Dark’s direction before becoming serious. “What are we going to do about these attacks? Obviously somebody has it against us for some reason, and now I doubt whether it is Master or not considering he has never had interactions with supernaturals except for me, but I never told him what I was or what I could do. He wouldn’t be able to make fang marks.” Harry contemplated. “Well, personally I would have loved it to be him because then I could have killed one fucker for two reasons. But I have a gut feeling you’re right. I mean, nobody could bite me like that without being a supernatural, and my money would go on vampire or werewolf considering no other creature drinks blood from somebody who isn’t their mate.” “I hate to burst your bubble here, but I only smelled werewolf on you. Five to be exact, and that’s excluding you.” “I think we need to talk to Paul and Trip,” Dark said. “Come on then. They are waiting to see you. Didn’t wanna leave ya till you were better,” Harry said as he pulled some jeans and Dark’s T-shirt on. Paul and Trip were right downstairs as Harry said. They had bright smiles for Dark as he descended the stairs and went into the kitchen to his beloved coffeemaker. “Hmmm,” he moaned, loving the taste of the coffee nice and strong as he liked it, before sitting down with his mates opposite Paul and Trip. “Good to see you looking good, alpha.” Paul smiled as Trip snorted “That’s it, Paul, just suck up to him now just so you can be his beta. We all know he’s going to pick me, aren’t ya?”

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Dark just laughed. All the shit flying about in the past ten days and all they can concentrate on was Dark’s choice he had yet to make for the beta position. It had been made clear by the supernatural council that Dark needed to choose his betas and enforcers for their pack. They had told him in confidence that although an alpha usually only chooses one beta and two enforcers that he could in fact have up to two betas if he so wished. He knew he had already made the decision about who and how many betas he was going to have but he loved the banter between his best friends. “Chill out, okay. I haven’t made a decision yet, and I ain’t gonna until I find out who the fuck attacked me and who is trying to burn down my business. I want the culprit found and delivered to me dead.” He banged his closed fist on the wooden table to express his aggravation toward this situation. “We actually got news on that, Dark,” Trip began, wringing his hands together in nervousness before Paul continued. “Point blank, Dark. Drake has been going around the pack members saying he has officially walked out of the pack due to your shabby leadership and your problems personally concerning your mates. He is trying to get the pack members to rebel against you and start a rival pack. Of course nobody but Ethan’s goons are involved as of yet.” Dark wondered why Drake was going around saying such blatant lies. He hoped the pack knew his personality and that he would never do a thing to put the pack in jeopardy. And how dare the man bring his mates into this. It unnerved him that the man knew about his mates and had been watching their house. He had no idea how the werewolf knew anything about his mates and they certainly had no problems besides him. It was only a matter of time before the man struck and when he did Dark vowed he would kill the son of a bitch. “That doesn’t mean anybody will disagree to it either,” Dark finished for Paul, who looked worried, a very rare expression on the

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six-foot-six and four-hundred-pound werewolf. The man had never lost a fight. He was always the man everybody went to for protection. He was actually one of the scariest wolves Dark had ever seen. “You think it was Drake and the rest of Ethan’s followers who set the club on fire and attacked me last night?” he asked. He had no idea what he thought about that. If it was Drake and the other four idiots who aligned themselves without a pack, now officially known as rogues, who had tried to kill him, he had no idea what he would do. He wanted to laugh. They weren’t the biggest wolves, but they were sneaky and cheaters when it came to their fights. They would be no match for sixty, blood-thirsty wolves this close to the full moon. On the other hand, they had ways and means pack wolves necessarily wouldn’t have. They could be in cahoots with other rogues. Those rogues could be of varying races. Every supernatural race lived mainly in groups. Werewolves lived in packs and vampires in covens. The fae and other magic-using creatures lived in circles. Rogues were supernaturals who for some reason or another were deterred from their group. Rogues kept to themselves and a select few others. It would be very plausible for Drake and the rest of Ethan’s goons to gang up against the pack alpha and take over his territory. “Yes,” both his best friends parroted. Dark was seriously considering the possibility the mystery could be solved so easily and quickly. But nothing could ever be that simple, could it? “I hate to be a party pooper or anything, and the decision is completely yours, babe, but ever since yesterday I have smelled vampires around here. None I can identify, but I definitely smell vampires,” Kai said. Of course nothing could be simple. He knew it. Life always threw a curve ball at him rather than giving it straight and narrow. Everything had to be dealt with a handful of complications and riddles.

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“I thought you said you couldn’t smell anything but werewolves?” Harry asked. Dark thought it to be a good point. Kai had said that he had only smelled werewolves not twenty minutes ago, and now he was saying he has been smelling vampires for the past twenty-four hours. “No. I said I could only smell werewolves who attacked Dark last night. Otherwise, the past day I have smelled a few vampires, too. But they had no part in your attack, at least not physically speaking,” Kai explained. Everything was just peachy. Now they had to deal with werewolves attacking him, somebody attacking the club, and vampires running around his land. Just freaking peachy. Everybody began talking over one another. Nothing came through clearly, and it began to give Dark the headache of the century. He laughed. It was the only thing he could do to keep his sanity even if that began to get a bit hysterical. He had became alpha and then found his mates. The most work he was meant to do for the time being was to get to know his mates, claim them, and name his beta and pack enforcers. There wasn’t meant to be any rogues, werewolf or vampire. There was meant to be no arson attacks on his business, no intruders on his private property, and there was definitely supposed to be no attacking each other within the werewolf community. “Okay. I want six wolves running around this property with you Kai. You run toward the vampires you have smelled, and hopefully we can identify them as soon as possible. Trip, you go and gather another five of our finest wolves, and make sure to include River and Jay in the mix. I promised them a good hunt. Paul, you and I are going to go into my office with Harry and sort through all the papers Ethan had on the pack. More specifically, Drake and his goons. I want to know why they are on pack lands at all when they are no longer in the pack.” Dark dismissed everybody until there was only him, Harry, and Paul seated at the kitchen table. Harry continued to stare at him with shock and disbelief written all over his face. His jaw almost hit the floor as he sat still.

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“Everything will be okay, baby. I promise,” he said, trying to reassure his mate he was fine and not leaving any time soon. What Harry said next turned the tables completely, causing Dark’s jaw to drop open. “Oh, I know that you’re fine. I healed you, remember. That’s not what I’m shocked about. I know you will catch the werewolves and the vampires and demand what has gone on and why they are on our lands. But I’m shocked you want me to help with everything. I’m small and never been useful to anyone before. Even my own family said I was useless due to my size,” he said as he looked down at something suddenly interesting in his lap. Dark wouldn’t have his mate self-doubting, especially not at a time like this. But his mate had uses that went far beyond the uses of anyone who would be involved in the fight. Picking up his mate to straddle his thighs, Dark kissed each eyelid, his nose, and all along his jaw before finally taking his lips in a toe-curling kiss. Then he said, “You are not useless, Harry. Yes, this will most likely end in a fight where lives will be lost if Drake and his rogues are involved. Would I like you to be within shouting distance at the time, hell no. I would sooner ship you off to Australia for that time, but I will not do that. “There are a lot of papers in that office that require sorting through as soon as possible, and I trust you one hundred percent. You are more than capable of identifying something amiss more than myself and Paul together because you know nothing about the pack yet and will question more than either of us will. If it comes down to a fight, you are also equipped to defend yourself and our home with your powers if anybody tries to get in. I trust you to take honor in my faith of you and protect what is ours.” “You mean that?” he asked, fisting Dark’s shirt so hard his knuckles went white.

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“Yes, I do, baby. Now come on. Let’s go look through those files.” He stood up still holding onto Harry as they made their way into the ex-alpha’s study. **** Six hours they had spent searching file after file. Some were credit card statements that showed fuck all and helped them none to finding out why Drake could be after them and this house. Some were legal papers of various degrees, and others were just complete nonsense about every single member of the pack, copies of when they were born, their original pack, where the pack was located, and first language. It was like a long contact book based on every member’s life. Some had red stars next to their names, some had blue hash tags, and others had private information such as reason for joining the pack, or something they may have done to break the law—Ethan’s weird, unwritten law. But it was nothing that would state what Drake and his men wanted for any reason. Not even Drake himself had anything that demanded attention to him. Name – Drake Perkins Date of Birth – 02.09.1765 Birth pack – die Gier (Germany) Current pack position – Head of security Other – unofficial Beta and only other recipient of code Harry read through the file time and time again, and for some strange reason felt this code was the key to this investigation, but for the light in him couldn’t figure out what it meant or how to figure it out. Picking up the stack of files on every pack member, Harry shoved them off to the side of the room for further inspection later when this mess was said and—

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Something dropped out of one of the folders. As he picked it up, he wondered what it was until he realized it was some sort of map. It reminded Harry of a three-hundred-year-old treasure map from back in the pirate days. The drawing was faded, and there were numbers and letters written all over the small sheet. After twenty minutes of searching this paper, it hit him. He could see it now and wondered why it had taken so long to figure out what it was exactly. The lines were drawn in weird ladder-type shapes, yet too wide to be ladders exactly, and there were multiple ones on the paper all lined up together like a set of dominos. It reminded Harry of the library like the one Master used to take him to once a week to take out a book or two for the week to keep him quiet. But it wasn’t a typical library. The paper was designed in the same type of paper as those from the files he had just looked through. The numbers written on the paper suddenly appeared very familiar to him, as if he had just seen the numbers elsewhere. Digging through the files once more, Harry finally came to the file he was looking for. Name – Ethan Freight V Date of Birth – 07.12.1436 Looking back at the paper, he saw they were the exact same numbers, just jumbled around. The numbers from top to bottom read 14L, 07R, 12L, 36R. It was obvious to Harry that if he jumbled the numbers round slightly, it made Ethan’s birth date and, with the letters, sounded like a safe combination, kind of like the one Master used to keep in the bedroom. Looking back at the paper, Harry searched for something that would identify the location of the safe, but with the lines fading, it was hard to tell. One line stood out amongst the rest though as something that was old and in need of restoration on the drawn-in

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bookshelf. Harry tried to think about where he had seen a book that looked just like that, and then he had it. Slamming the files down on the floor, causing them to fly all over the carpet, Harry got up and stormed across the office floor to behind the desk where Dark currently sat going through some business-type files. He began searching the bookshelf, and every time he came across a book in need of restoration he pulled it out but to no avail. Books soon made their way across the room, landing in heaps, some ripping, and some being caught by either Dark or Paul from where Paul sat on the sofa opposite the old fireplace. Eventually Harry came to the final section of the wall-long bookcase and still no luck. He began getting frustrated just throwing any old book from its place on the shelf and throwing it half way across the room until he came to a copy of Around the World in Eighty Days by Jules Verne, the first edition copy, and it appeared in dire need of restoration. The hardcover was ripped along the spine, the covering was discolored and stained, and the book was dusty as if it hadn’t been moved for years. For some reason he thought of one word, bingo. Gently as to save the piece of mastery from crumbling to bits, he pulled the book out its slot. Handing it mind-numbingly over to Dark, he noticed a little glint of metal in the back of the bookshelf. Moving the books surrounding it, he handed them all over to his partners in crime until he heard two gasps from somewhere behind him as he pulled the sheet from his pocket and began turning the dial in the order of Ethan Freight’s birth date. 07L click, 12R click, 17L click, 36R click. Finally he heard another click, and the door creaked open when Harry pulled on the lever. He heard another two shocked gasps as Harry reached in and pulled out thousands and thousands of dollars. But it wasn’t the money Harry was looking for. He passed along wad after wad of cash to Dark and Paul, distantly hearing their laughs, chuckles and cheers as he handed the money out. Then he hit his

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jackpot, and he noticed a type of scroll. As he extracted the scroll from the safe, he carefully carried it back to where he had originally sat on the carpet in front of the fire and unrolled it, only to gasp himself in complete shock and disbelief. “What you got there, babe?” Dark asked from where he sat down next to him looking over his shoulder at the paper. “It is history,” was all he said. What could he have said? He had just found something that was, according to legend, the beginning of the supernatural world. Something that even humans knew about and studied, yet nobody had actually seen the full document, the real document. “What is it? What do you mean history?” Paul asked, scepticism lacing his voice. “It’s called a koine,” he answered, not wanting to give too much away at this moment until he understood if it was the full document. “The Greek alphabet? What was Ethan doing in possession of the Greek alphabet?” Dark asked, confused. “It’s not the Greek alphabet. The alphabet is only part of the document,” Harry said “Okay. So what is the whole document if not what history says it is?” Dark wondered. “According to legend, demons are the oldest creatures of our world. In Greek mythology we were supposedly descended from the gods such as Zeus, Hades, Ares, et cetera, where the gods were considered demons because they could control certain aspects of the world. As demon children most of us were all told the stories of how demons were the first supernatural creature on the planet. But what humans have never heard and what was essentially a story to scare demon children was that the gods back when created the Greek language and called it the koine. A disease broke out among their people, and the gods bound together to use their powers to reverse the effects of the disease. In return for reversing the effects of the curse,

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they created creatures like themselves, yet aspects would change among person to person. “According to legend, some people became feral, turning into animals of various species, the most common animal, wolf. Others grew fangs and became increasingly bloodthirsty for human blood, causing major disruption across Greece. Others gained magical powers from the gods themselves to influence certain things such as mind control, telepathy, telekinesis, and control over the elements. “Some people gained magical powers in other ways, and some gained magical limitations as such. Demons have these magical limitations in the form of the specific emotions we must feed off of in order to remain healthy, although it doesn’t kill us,” Harry explained. “So you’re saying that this bedtime story of your people is actually true and we’re all by-products of some disease?” Paul spat out, obviously not liking the idea of having a disease. Harry laughed a good, hearty laugh as he looked at Paul’s face as he scowled at his own words. “No. I’m not saying that. I’m saying that when the gods used their powers to save their people, they had to deal with the consequences. Not even the gods were allowed to play god by intruding with the course of life. These consequences were in fact powers given to each and every person affected while also sometimes being a limitation. Those powers allow the both of you to be able to shift into your wolf forms. The same powers also gave me the ability to heal others and engulf myself in fire and also tell whether a person is lying or not. But due to the fact that we are all different, those effects differ. With werewolves, it is the color of your furs. With demons, the special power we all gain that is somehow connected to our specific emotion.” “How does that relate to the koine?” Dark asked with one eyebrow up his forehead. “The night the gods created the koine is the night the disease swarmed the village and the gods’ people. The koine was meant to be

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locked with magic to prevent humans from noticing the magical element it was created with, but when the gods got wind of the disease, they immediately went into action to lift it. “During the meantime, the spell hadn’t locked, and as the gods sought about eradicating the disease from their people, the spell took to the document in written form and labeled the different mixtures of consequences in the document for all to see, even humans. To save face and the entire village, the gods chose one man or woman from each list of effects and created a council that we know today as the high council. The gods then ripped the bottom part of the koine from the alphabet before handing it over for the humans to look over. The bottom piece was always assumed as lost to the world as far as we knew until now.” Harry just sat there staring at the long lost bottom piece of the koine as silence rang the room and all three men were deep in thought at the story. The fact that the legends he was told as a child were true and he held the reality in his hand created both awe and satisfaction, but it also created problems. It means they are currently in possession of a document most evil supernaturals were after, and the last thing they needed was the document to be in the hands of the wrong person. The Koine would allow the person holding it to blackmail the high council and essentially want for nothing. They would be in a position of great power over the entire community, and if they could hand it over to the humans, that would then cause an all-out war between humans and supernaturals.

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Chapter 8 Kai thought about what he had just told his mate. He realized he had kept his smelling vampires a secret, but when he had intended to tell his alpha mate, the man had been beaten up. He had then kept it a secret to allow his mate the recovery time the man needed. Kai and Trip soon found River and Jay near the lake at the back of pack lands on the opposite side of town. “Riv, Jay. We got present for ya,” Trip shouted. The wolf had a smirk on his face as he looked out over the water as the two club security men came to the water’s edge and toward them. “What’s this about a present, Trip?” Jay asked as he put his jeans back on after shifting back into human form from his wolf. “Alpha wants us to gather four of our best wolves and go with Kai here. He detected vampire scent on our lands just outside alpha’s house past day or so. We’re going hunting, boys, so get ya change on.” Trip sounded chirpy at the prospect of finding some rogues. Kai had expected himself for twenty questions, but as soon as the guys heard the word hunting their faces grew into wide smiles as they made the final distance to him and Trip. “Okay, we definitely gonna want Kelly, Mick, and Grant. They’re our best fighters apart from us, alpha, and Paul. Then we also gonna want Brent. He’s our best tracker. Guy’s gotta nose like bloodhound or something. Might help if the vamps split on us, and then we got two trackers.” Kai could see and feel the pride coming from this man at his suggestion. He would have to make sure to tell Dark about his close friend’s intelligence.

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After they had gathered their men from the local bar and grill they usually frequented they made their way back to alpha’s land to find the vampires they’re hunting. “So how many you scenting, Kai?” Brent asked. The wolf was short in comparison to the others, although still tall by human means, and muscular, yet Kai was quickly finding out he had an excellent nose for tracking. “I got ten yesterday morning first time round. Now I got eleven. They must be increasing numbers,” he replied, not liking the odds they were at already. It wasn’t uncommon for rogue werewolves and vampires to join forces as such, but the fact that they were rogues made all the difference with their unpredictable nature. Most rogues could be considered unstable. Rogues wouldn’t normally travel in groups as big as six or seven, let alone ten and plus. But he felt confident considering he had six of the light pack’s best wolves with him to fight alongside. They were also allowed by the high council to fight and even kill rogues if in uninvited territory, and that was exactly what this was. After what felt like days running after them, they finally caught up with the vampires. A fight was on indeed. No word exchanges were needed here. It was plain and simple. It was an official ruling by the high council that any other supernatural uninvited onto another’s grounds is allowed to protect what is theirs. Killing was always allowed if necessary. Now these vampires were on the hunting grounds of somebody else who had not invited them onto pack lands, although it wouldn’t be much of a fight. The vampires looked hungry and tired after being on the run for hours. Their skin was pale in comparison to the rosy cheeked look every vampire had after feeding, and they had dirty clothes and greasy hair. It wasn’t anything personal, just wrong place and wrong time. Fangs came out, canines elongated, and claws grew as each side was ready to fight. All six wolves shifted into their other form as they readied for battle. The vampires came to them looking forward to

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what they must have thought would be a feast of six large wolves and a vampire, but they would be surely mistaken as Kai and the wolves ran toward the vampires. Immediately the smell of blood hit his nose. His fangs ached to sink into supple flesh as he caught sight of his first opponent coming toward him. All six wolves and Kai eliminated eight of the vampires quickly, but before they could get to the others, they took off as fast as they could. Good riddance, he thought although he would have liked to kill them. Kai knew there was no point in going after them. The surrounding lands were all managed by werewolf packs and no respecting pack would allow rogue vampires on their grounds. Better they kill them than they waste their energy. The few humans in their land would always be protected by the pack anyway to save them if the rogues decided to feed. Back at the house, all six wolves dived for the fridge as Kai went in search for his mates. He found them in the study huddled over what looked to be an old piece of paper centuries old. “What we found here?” he called cheerily as he plonked down on the chair in front of the three men. “The koine,” Harry cheerily answered in the same singsong tone of voice at Kai had asked in. “Which part?” Kai asked then hesitated when all three men looked at him like he had grown two extra heads. “You know about the second part?” Paul asked, shocked as Kai noticed his two mates’ jaws hit the floor. He reached over and shut their mouths before whispering, “Close your mouths, sweethearts. You can open them later on in bed.” With a wink to them before sitting back, he addressed Paul. “Of course I know. Every council family member who is heir to the seat does. My uncle doesn’t have children, and with my father dead, that leaves me as his heir. Some don’t believe in it, but the Dracos have always held belief over the stories, considering it was in

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possession of the council until it disappeared fifty years back,” he said, and all three men gasped in shock once more. Paul and Dark began asking him question after question until an ear-splitting whistle reached his ears, and he looked up at Harry getting their attentions. “This is not helping, guys. We need to deal with this problem and soon. We got werewolves after us, we got vampires after us, and now we got who knows what after us demanding this back. We need to give it back to the council before anyone finds out about it.” “I agree,” Kai said as he picked the scroll up to place back on the desk. “I’ll call my uncle to say we have found it and for the council to come and pick it up,” he added before everybody nodded in acceptance. “Okay, until then I want three wolves guarding this house and everything in it until the council comes to take it out of our hands starting effective immediately,” Dark said as Kai nodded. He kissed both Dark and Harry on the forehead before digging his cell out and calling his uncle. **** Kai had been on the phone with his uncle for over three hours explaining the situation of the koine to the council. Dark knew the majority of the questions were a matter of where, how, and why, but they didn’t have the answers to those. They only knew they were in possession of it and were informing the council of its whereabouts. Now five days later, the council had just phoned to say they had just landed at Dallas International Airport after flying from Alaska, the supernaturals’ high council headquarters. It had taken that time for the high council to clear their busy schedules to come out themselves. Something of this great importance to all supernaturals was obviously going to be dealt by the councilmen and women themselves. He

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expected all twelve members to come. He had no idea about what would happen today, but all he could think about was the countdown until sundown on the full moon. He didn’t wish to have the council around for then but knew he probably didn’t have a choice in the matter. That one night every month all werewolves were forced to shift from sundown until sunrise the next morning, and it wasn’t going to be safe to endure with the council staying in his home on that night with the entire pack running around town hunting. But he didn’t have a choice. Two hours later, the sound of gravel crunching under tires alerted Dark of their presence. Walking out of the front door to welcome his guests, he was joined by his mates. Harry had significantly toned down his usual enthusiasm for colors by choosing not to wear makeup and nail polish and his tight clothing while the council was here. Instead, he had opted for a dress shirt and slacks and his usually free brunette hair tied back in a low pony tail. It miffed Dark how the man could be dripping wet in nothing but a towel, naked, and look hot as hell or be dressed in tight, revealing clothing with makeup on or in one of his or Kai’s larger shirts and still look as good. His libido popped right up to welcome his mate’s sexiness as it always did. Unfortunately now wasn’t the time for hot, sweaty porch sex with his mates. This right here was serious business that he needed taken care of before sundown. “Alpha Dark James, how great to see you once again. Tell me, you are keeping well?” “Councilmen Ares, it is a pleasure as always. I am doing well and so is the rest of my pack, minus a few glitches along the way. But what else is to be expected when taking over a pack so ancient and sacred as this one,” Dark politely said. Every time he spoke with someone from the council, he suddenly felt older than his one hundred and fifty-six years and talked as if he was a thousand years old. Of course after they left it was still the same for a while after. The

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council seemed to bring the old out in any modern supernatural they came across. “Oh? Please tell me. Maybe the council can be of some use while we are here. I certainly hope that everything will be in place for our evening run tonight, alpha?” Dark had no idea why they were on about staying for so long. He knew the full moon was that very evening, but surely they would have gone back home by then? But he couldn’t just throw the council out of his land. They did hold more power than he did after all. “Yes, councilman. My pack has been notified, and they have requested I tell you that you are more than welcome to join us this evening and any other full moon hereafter. They are looking forward to running around with a great and powerful werewolf tonight for our monthly hunt. The pack will be coming round shortly before sundown to introduce themselves.” Ares nodded as Dark greeted the other eleven council members before allowing them into his home and to have a seat. Harry, the ever-loving, good host, served drinks to the council members as he was introduced. “This here is Harry Dain, and he is my mate and a demon. I am sure you already know of Dr. Kaidan Dracos, nephew to Councilman Celius Dracos. He is also my mate.” “Well, my, aren’t we lucky? Two mates, that is good news, alpha. You must cherish them with your life,” Councilwoman and demon Felicity congratulated as she sat on the sofa next to Ares. “Thank you, Councilwoman Felicity. I will guard both men with more than my own being. They are of top priority along with the pack.” “Now, now, we have come here for business, and I am aware we have a lot to get through before the sun goes down this evening,” Celius stated. Dark handed over the koine to Felicity, and when the woman nodded that it was indeed the koine, Ares stated, “How did you become in possession of the koine, alpha?”

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“That is actually a story I must tell if you do not mind, councilman.” Harry stepped forward. “Carry on, child, you may speak, if it’s okay with your alpha and mate that is,” Felicity said, smiling fondly at Harry, bringing a smile to his face as he looked up at Dark for permission. Harry then set about regaling the high council of their problems and how they came across Ethan’s safe of goodies. Their problems were all spewed out within ten minutes of talking. Celius and Ares specifically looked horrified at the prospect of their races ganging up on each other. Dark knew that, being the vampire and werewolf representatives on the high council, this affected them personally. They were the face of their race after all. Dark watched all the other councilmen’s and women’s faces. Looks of shock, horror, annoyance, and downright anger flowed through each and every one of them. Everybody knew that out of all twelve supernatural creatures, vampires and werewolves were the most territorial and loyal ones of their kind. Werewolves often prided themselves on honest challenges and when in emergencies, requesting aid whether it is just to feed. To know that rogues were now going around and coming onto uninvited territory was wrong, and it needed rectifying immediately. Unfortunately, it wasn’t something to be fixed overnight. “Alpha Dark, we thank you for returning the bottom half of the koine back to its rightful owners as granted by the great Greek gods. We also thank you for being honest about your situation as it regards to ex members of your pack and rogue vampires. I offer my services to you if you shall need it while I am in your territory.” Dark nodded his gratitude as the other councilmen and women also agreed to fight alongside his pack and his mates to save the land. Of course they didn’t have to wait long. That evening, a half hour before sundown, every werewolf in the light pack had gathered to meet the council and offer their appreciation on helping them with their problem with Drake and the

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rogues. Dark’s fears had proven correct when every werewolf and every vampire’s senses went crazy. Wolves mixed with vampire scent running in circles around pack lands drove their senses crazy. The scent of blood in the air drove them all beyond limit as the wolves began to shift, looking forward to a full moon fight for their lands. “Harry, you stay with Felicity. I will not have you two in this fight,” Dark instructed. Out of everybody in the clearing Felicity and Harry were the smallest, and Dark couldn’t help but feel like the protective mate over Harry and an overbearing brother over Felicity. Besides, having another demon with Harry might allow the man to remain calm and not do something stupid. “No. You said it yourself. I am armed in ways none of you can even deal with. I am staying,” he huffed. He puffed his chest out as he waited for Felicity to agree with him. Fortunately she sided with Dark and he thought of trying another tactic. “Baby. You and Felicity will be of more importance if you stay here at the house. The koine is in the house, and the pack along with the council need you and Felicity, with your firing abilities, to keep any rogues that make it past us away, to defend it and our home. In a fight of this magnitude, we will require the only two demons here to be safe, for when the fight is over, and we may need soldiers healed from any injuries. You will play a big role in this battle, one that no one will forget soon.” He pleaded, he hoped, and he smiled. “Okay,” Harry said as he turned to go back to the house with Felicity. The fight began. Twenty rogue wolves came barreling out from the trees and into the clearing, followed by what looked to be forty or fifty rogue vampires that could easily make up their own coven. Including the council members, they appeared to be about even in size, although these rogues weren’t the starving, malnourished ones Kai had told him about. These looked strong and very powerful.

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The fight went on and on. The rogue werewolves and vampires tore it up, literally. They ran forward, heads up, showing a united front as they ran toward the light pack and council members. Fangs and canines alike tore into skin, ripping out jugulars, snapping bones. The other creatures, as part of the council, used their own fighting abilities and magic to help win the battle. The sounds of cracking and breaking necks echoed throughout the clearing. The scent of blood permeated the air as cuts and gashes were made. His pack and the council appeared to be winning, but then Dark noticed more vampires and wolves alike coming through the tree line. “Son of a bitch!” he heard Kai yell from across the field. He ran to his mate to witness his mate rip out a vampire’s throat. Dark whined and nodded his muzzle toward the tree line to see another forty or so vampires come out. It truly looked like a coven of rogues had appeared, which was rather funny if not for the dire situation. Rogues preferred to be alone and travel around, but now the rogues actually had their own coven. For what territory? There was always plenty of land in America left to run and hunt on, to declare as theirs. Kai and Dark ran through the new group with a few other werewolves Dark recognized as Paul, Trip, River, and Jay. River loved to fight. He loved it so much that he had blood matting his white fur and yet Dark could happily say the man had a huge grin on his blood-stained teeth. The group ran through the rogue vampires, biting, clawing, and chewing on leftover vampire as they went along, yet some still made it past them. Then a heat so intense it caused him to cower and turn toward its source. Looking in the direction of his home, he noticed his mate and Felicity disappear behind a tall wall of fire that surrounded the house. He could feel the heat of the fire from where he stood in his fourlegged wolf form over five hundred yards away. He was impressed

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that two such small people could create a fire that specifically bended to their will and sustained intensity so big that anybody who went near would burn to death if not be turned into ashes. It encouraged the pack and the council to continue fighting without the koine being in danger of getting into the wrong hands as long as Harry and Felicity could maintain the fire. Dark got back on track as he barked for everyone to fall out and resume their fighting. He had no sooner started running than he noticed bodies flying all over, blood swamping the ground as teeth bit into flesh and tore out throats. Suddenly three vampires remained and one wolf he instantly recognised as Drake. Drake was his, he realized as the pack and the council circled the four men. Then four people jumped forward and bit into the necks of their prey, and the battle was over. Dark swiftly stood over Drake’s dead body as the fire promptly died out, leaving a ring of burned grass surrounding the house. Every man and woman from his pack and the council lived, although many were injured. Every wolf sat on their hinds and called out to the evening moon as every other supernatural from the council, Harry, and Kai included knelt down, heads bowed in a show of respect to the alpha.

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Epilogue The following night, Kai took Dark and Harry back to the club they owned. Kai wouldn’t tell him what this was about considering he was meant to have the weekend off after the full moon fight. “Naked, pet,” he demanded of him as he locked the door to one of the private rooms. Dark immediately obeyed and gave his clothes to Harry as he knelt on the floor next to the spanking bench arranged in the middle of the room. He vibrated with excitement as he looked up at Kai and Harry, wondering what they were going to do to him this evening. “On the bench, pet,” Dark all but dived onto the bench, lying spread-eagled and placing his wrists and ankles where the manacles were. “Count for us, pet,” he said in a husky voice that made Dark shiver with delight. The next thing he knew—Smack. “One,” he moaned. Smack. “Two,” he groaned. Smack. “Three,” he cried. Smack. “Four.” Smack. “Five.” Smack. “Six.” Smack. “Seven.” Smack. “Eight,” he screamed. Smack “Ni–Nine,” he stuttered as he voice began to waver. Smack. “T–Tennn!” He screamed their names as he came. ****

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Kai kept punishing his mate as he then used the flogger on him and made him count before he came down from his climax. The only reason Kai allowed him to come when he wanted was because he had saved their lives and defended their home with the courage of a true warrior. That alone deserved reward. He indicated for him and Harry to swap positions as Kai leaned forward to lick a trail up Dark’s sweat-slicked spine. He then handed over the reins for Harry to take over behind as he worked his way up front. As he bent down and licked across the seam of his mate’s lips, Dark moaned, granting him entrance into his mouth as Kai kissed his mate with greed and with need. Then his mate moaned and began to writhe in his bindings, and Kai noticed Harry entered two lube-slicked fingers into his eager hole. **** Sawing his fingers in and out, Dark began wiggling his ass, impaling himself as much as possible on the intruding digits while bound to the bench. Harry then added a third as he watched his fingers disappear and reappear from his mates quivering hole. The moment his mate was ready, both Harry and Kai released their dicks from their leather confinements. When his mate screamed his frustration Harry removed his fingers, and both men shoved into him at the same time, Harry going balls deep into his ass as Kai pushed all the way to the hilt in their mate’s mouth. Kai grabbed Dark’s hair, thrusting his hips into his mate’s hot mouth and pulling back until only the head remained. Both men fucked Dark with wild, uninhibited abandon as Harry noticed Kai’s gaze on his cock sliding in and out of the velvet heaven that was their mate’s mouth. The feeling was unlike any other in the world, and it drove him crazy. He was soon close, and he grunted, “Come. For. Me.” Dark’s body obeyed. His mate stiffened, and a

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muffled scream came out around the cock in his mouth. Kai screamed in pleasure. **** Dark’s canines descended and clamped onto Kai’s cock as his mate began sucking him with wild abandon. The feeling was unlike any other as his mate’s throat contracted around his cockhead and Dark continued to swallow his blood. Then the best thing ever happened. Kai came. As his orgasm began to ebb, Kai smiled as he realized he was the Dom for his alpha.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR As a woman, Christine is the typical romantic. Long walks on the beach and a man or men to keep her warm in the cold winter months of England are her ideas of perfection. Falling in love with erotic romance from the first page was a calling beyond no other, and suddenly twenty years of what she calls an “overactive imagination” finally paid off. Even more so, pushing the boundary of the typical male and female relationship is something new and exciting, something she will never grow old of. Still waiting for that Mr. Perfect of her own, she will just have to sit back and write about others finding theirs. Those select few may even get lucky and find two. Christine wishes you will find your Mr. Perfect(s).

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