His Feisty Queen

5 - An Ally

Savannah

    The next few days were absolutely blissful.  We spent most of our time, holding little Jacob and enjoying our time with him.  Family and friends stopped by sporadically to congratulate us and meet the new member of our family, giving us the opportunity to show how proud we were to be new parents to such an adorable pup.

    Jacob kept the cutest little smile on his face unless he was hungry, and it was such a wonderful sight to see.  I loved knowing my little guy was happy, and I was determined to make sure that was always the case with him.

    Jameson and I also got to enjoy some quality time together, but we had not mated in almost a week, and my insides were beginning to ache with need.  After I rocked Jacob to sleep and laid him in the crib on the third night, I couldn’t take it any longer, so I grabbed Jameson’s hand and practically dragged him out of the nursery.

    As soon as we were in the bedroom, I spun around and fisted the front of his shirt, then I gazed into his gorgeous green eyes and needily mumbled, “Take me, Jameson.  Right here.  Right now.”

    Jameson brought his hand up and started trailing his finger down the side of my face, while breathing out, “I thought you’d never ask.”

    Halfway down my cheek, I felt his sharp claw scrap over my skin, as his eyes started flickering.  After that claw gently scraped down my neck, he used both of his hands to rip down the front of my red and black, plaid nightgown, then with a quick flick of his claws down the sides of my panties, he sent them falling to my feet.

    All he was wearing was a pair of dark green boxers, and those were removed from the equation within seconds.  The next thing I knew, I was pressed firmly against the front of my hot mate, followed by Jameson lifting up on my legs and wrapping them around his waist.

    With one arm wrapped around him, I reached between us and put his raging boner inside of me, making us both loudly moan before our lips came together for a needy kiss.  Those stimulating sparks tingled inside and out, as he f****d me, standing in the middle of our bedroom floor.

    When he tore his lips from mine, in need of air, I latched onto the side of his neck, nibbling and sucking.  Jameson squeezed my ass and moaned in pleasure, then he stopped thrusting and carried me to the wall between the bathroom and closet doors.

    Once I was pinned against the wall, Jameson gazed at me with his eyes, a stunning gold and demanded, “Let Silvia come out to play.”

    Knowing his wolf had taken over, I let mine do the same and enjoyed the astounding round of mating.  Jimmy and Silvia were primal in their mating, but in a good way.  Our bedroom turned into orgasm city, with us both giving each other a ton of pleasure, and it was a night I would never forget.   

Mira

    I was so excited about my grandparents staying at our pack for a little while.  Unfortunately, my mum wasn’t as excited, but she was keeping a forced smile on her face, nonetheless.  

    When she first found her two mates, one of my father’s had a hard time accepting a trio, and it made for a rough start for all three of them.  Unable to handle her first heat, my mum mated with my father, Liam.

    My other father, Brady, completely lost his s**t and took his anger out on my mum when she returned to him.  Because my grandfather Ace didn’t intervene to help her, my mum has always kept him at an arm's length, unable to truly forgive him for that.

    Out of respect for my father, she wasn’t rude or anything like that, but she didn’t go out of her way to spend time with him either.  If it weren’t for my grandmum Shelly, I think my mum would have avoided my grandfather altogether, as much as she could.

    However, when she found out my other grandparents were also coming for an extended visit, the forced smile vanished to be replaced by a genuine, ear-to-ear smile.  Of course, whenever she was smiling and happy, both of my fathers were doing the same, and that was always a wonderful sight to see, since it was the norm for them.

    After some time of my dad acting a fool and my mum getting kidnapped twice by that psycho, Chester, he finally got over himself and accepted my mum and Liam as his mates.  Ever since then, the three of them have shared a love that is unbreakable.  

    It’s the kind of love every werewolf expects to share with their mate, but that is not always the case.  Bethany is a perfect example of how bad things can get between mates, when one doesn’t love the other like expected. 

    My fear was finding out I also have two mates, and that scared the hell out of me.  What if one of them couldn’t handle the thought of sharing, like my dad, Brady?  

    It would be horrible, having to choose between the two, and I wasn’t sure I could handle so much drama.  Nor did I want that kind of drama in my life.  It’s a big part of the reason why I’ve waited so long to search for a mate.

    For now, I had to keep my focus on the task at hand.  Prepare to fight vampires, then help Savannah get to the Werewolf Kingdom.  Finally, help her overthrow King Derek.    

Serena

     I contemplated where I should go first, as I made my way through the underground corridors that allowed us vampires to conduct business and do as we please during the daylight hours.  I had several options, but I was struggling to decide which option was the best option.

    What I did know was that I needed to find a way to end Prince Jeffrey’s life.  Ending his pathetic life would eliminate my current problem, while showing my father, he had no control over my love life.  

    I don’t know what made him think, I would agree to such a preposterous idea in the first place.  You’d think he would have learned by now, but he keeps proving to be more foolish and stubborn than I could have possibly imagined.

    Knowing, I would probably need to find some followers to help me infiltrate the Werewolf Kingdom, I decided to head toward the west coast.  There had been rumors of vampires banding together and living by their own set of rules.  

    If I were to make them an offer, they couldn’t refuse… surely, they would lend me a few lethal hands to take care of my light work.  Once that’s done, I can use my charms to persuade them into joining my cause and removing my father from the throne, then it will be my turn to lead our species.  

    I had just turned the corner, heading toward the hidden tunnel only a few of us knew about.  That’s when I ran into my best friend, who took one look at me and knew I was leaving.

    “What’s happened?  Where are you going?” Pierre asked with genuine concern in his dark blue eyes.

    I flashed a forced smile at my blonde friend and responded, “I’m heading to the west coast.  Apparently, I need to kill another prince.  Hopefully, then my father will learn, he can’t control me like that.”

    “Which prince is it this time?” he curiously inquired, knowing my father had once again tried to marry me off against my will.

    “Prince Jeffrey,” I hissed with contempt.

    Instantly, Pierre’s eyes started glowing red, as he snarled, “He’s worse than the last two put together.  What in the hell is your father thinking?”

    “He’s not thinking!  That’s the problem!  He just wants to form an alliance with King Derek.  It’s a slap to the face of every vampire in the world, in my opinion,” I growled in frustration, knowing an alliance with a jerk like King Derek would do no good for our species as a whole.  It would only make us all look like fools.

    “Well, I can’t let you do this alone!  I’m going with,” Pierre insisted like always.

    “Thanks so much!  It’s a relief to have you with me,” I gushed, giving him a hug.