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No | 2025-03-03 14:15 | active | 2775 | 0 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | Edge, the Sargent at Arms of the Rugged Skulls MC, also known as Ledley Best. The man who once held my teenage heart in his hands and filled my dreams with hope and hot fantasies, even when I was sixteen. When I was eighteen and ready to give him my first time, and tell him that I was going to the community college in town, he crushed me. He made sure I walked in on him screwing one of the Rugged Reg’s one night. He told me that I was a little girl, and if I wanted to be with him, I needed to learn how to handle a man like him; I needed to become a woman first. That night was the last time I saw him— well, that’s a lie. I knew I had to forget him. ———————— Synclare Bending backwards,I stretch my back out, feeling a million times older than my actual age of twenty-two. Whoever said packing your apartment up was fun and exciting needs a swift kick to the balls or vag. Today is the day I pack up the place I have called home for the last four years. It’s strange to be moving back home, even more so doing it a week early, hence the mad rush to get it all done now. Cory and Rupert are taking boxes down to mine and Cory’s two trucks because Cory is moving home with me. He got himself into a little scuffle a few nights ago. His face still bears the cuts and bruises. “I need a vodka— or ten,” he bitches, when he walks back inside I laugh, and so does Rupert and Honey. They are both our roommates. I was in a dorm room during my first year here, with a girl who loved the color pink and everything glitter. That gets everywhere, and I mean everywhere. I hate the stuff. I met Honey on my third day. We hit it off straightaway, and here we are four years later. Our second year, we decided to move off campus and found this place. Honey knew Rupert and Cory were looking for a place to move into, so it was a win-win for us. In the beginning, I thought the boys were a couple, but Rupert told us he was straight, and Cory, his cousin, was gay. The pair have always been more like brothers, though. We’ve had an absolute blast over the last few years and have gone through the ups and downs of life at college. We’re all each other’s unpaid therapists. Now we start new journeys. Rupert is off to New Zealand with his girlfriend, to hike and make memories; Honey is off to nursing school in New York; and Cory and I are going to Fort Lauderdale. Me to expand the family business, Logan’s Ridez, and Cory is planning on opening a towing company. Cory may have a slight feminine flare about him, but he has a hard-on for hard work, and he doesn’t shy away from any manual labor either. “Quit the bitching. You get to go home with Syn and ogle all the bikers down there,” Honey chimes in, as she places fresh drinks on the table. I quickly down the glass of iced tea, wetting my suddenly dry throat at the mention of bikers. It has been four years since I last saw the biker who ripped my heart out, stamped all over it, and then fed it to the sharks. Edge, the Sargent at Arms of the Rugged Skulls MC, also known as Ledley Best. The man who once held my teenage heart in his hands and filled my dreams with hope and hot fantasies, even when I was sixteen. When I was eighteen and ready to give him my first time, and tell him that I was going to the community college in town, he crushed me. He made sure I walked in on him screwing one of the Rugged Reg’s one night. He told me that I was a little girl, and if I wanted to be with him, I needed to learn how to handle a man like him; I needed to become a woman first. That night was the last time I saw him— well, that’s a lie. I saw him a few days later, when I was leaving. He looked terrible, with dark circles under his eyes and his hair a matted mess. But I knew I had to forget him. The very last time I saw him was when I went home one time, nearly two years ago. He and River were working on his bike outside the shop. I don’t think he knew I was home. He was wearing his typical dark brown biker boots and jeans and had no shirt on. Sweat covered his body, and his hair was up in a man-bun. He was looking fine. To say I rubbed one out that night is an understatement. He may have hurt me, but I’m also a hot-blooded female who likes hot boys and very much appreciates a hot man when she sees one. And let me tell you, Edge is one hot mofo. “They’re alright.” I shrug. “Just alright? Woman, I have seen photos of them online, and believe me, they are more than ‘alright’,” Honey retorts. “I mean, have you seen the one that wears a baseball cap? I’d do him,” Cory pipes in. He’s talking about Rookie. I wonder if he got himself an old lady, if any of them have. “Oh, the one with the long, dirty blond hair. I would love to hold onto that while he eats mine,” Honey says, and fans her face. My fists clench when Honey talks about Edge. I have never wanted to throat punch my best friend as much as I do right this second. Someone coughs, and my gaze snaps to Cory. He frowns, looking at my hands and then back to Honey, before shaking his head. He’s letting me know I’m in kill mode and I need to stop before I actually throat punch her. I pout, and he giggles, covering his mouth with his hand. Poking my tongue out at him, I walk over to Honey and flick her forehead, making her flinch away from me. The boys burst out laughing. “Nope. No bikers for you, or anyone. Stay away.” “Ow! What was that for?” She rubs her head and I smile sweetly at her, before moving over to the suitcases that still need to be taken to my truck. “No bikers. They are trouble— hot, but a load of trouble. Your vag can have any other man it wants—, it already has.” I wink at her and she fake gasps. Yeah, Honey is a hooker and proud of it. “Why should the men get all the fun? A woman should be able to sleep with multiple men and be left alone, but noooo, in the messed-up society we live in, I get called a hooker. Well, I for one will gladly wear the title as long as the climax is worth it.” She blows me a kis and walks down to her room to grab more boxes. “Love you, woman,” I call out after her, and she returns the sentiment. “Right, all my things are packed. So, is there anything else I can help you guys take downstairs?” Rupert asks. I point to the suitcases, and he nods. “Just those from me, thanks.” I walk through the whole four-bedroom apartment and make sure we’ve packed everything up. It’s taken us nearly a week to get everything done, but over the last couple of days, we kicked things into high gear just to get out of here. Knowing I’m leaving fills me with excitement and nerves, but there’s a bittersweet feeling layering that. I’ve loved being here with my friends, doing whatever I want. I know I can do that back home, but I also know I will feel like I’m being watched by my dad and brother. My nerves are mixed with excitement about seeing Edge, though I know I shouldn’t be feeling this for him. He hurt me, and I need to keep him at arm’s length. I just pray that when he smiles at me, I can hold firm, because that man’s smile can melt panties within a ten-mile radius and no woman would care. When I moved here to start fresh, I told River I didn’t want to hear about Edge. I knew it would hurt to hear about him dating and even finding an old lady and starting a family. Just thinking about it now makes my stomach hurt. I place my hands over my stomach and try to calm some of the uneasiness, but it doesn’t work. Sighing, I take one more look at my room, and walk out, slowly closing the door behind me. When one door closes, another one opens, as they say. Well, I hope my new journey is a good, smooth one. I am over unwarranted drama, and I hate girl dramas. I’ve had that enough here at school. After joining everyone in the open-plan kitchen, we all stand in a circle and hug, holding each other together like we have for the past four years. Our heads are bowed and touching, and we stand in silence for a few seconds. “Okay, enough of this mushy thing. You’ll make me cry and ruin my perfect make-up,” Honey says, her emotions clogging her throat, matching how I feel. Cory wipes his tears away, and Rupert uses the heels of his hands to rub his eyes. Today is bittersweet for all of us, but I know we’ll stay in touch. Rupert clears his throat. “Right, I’d better hit the road.” “I’ll miss you.” I hug him tight. “You make sure you look after that girl of yours,” I tell him, even though I know he will. “No more than two,” he states. He moves on to Honey and Cory before he quietly leaves. “My turn,” Honey says, crying. “My make-up is messed up anyway.” I pull her in for a hug and hold her tight. “I will miss you— so much.” My head is buried in her neck, and hers in mine. We stand there for a few minutes, just holding on. “You’ll miss my clothes and me doing your hair,” she tells me, and I nod, smiling through the tears. “And holding her hand when she has more ink.” “True. True. Right, I’m out, bitches. Take care on the road. No more than two.” “No more than two,” I return, and so does Cory. That little saying means we can’t go more than two days without texting or calling. It’s something we all agreed on, and I know none of us will break it, so close is the friendship we have. Cory holds me as Honey walks out of the apartment with dramatic flair, flicking her hair over her shoulder like she’s walking a red carpet. “And then there were two,” Cory whispers. I hold him closer, even though he towers over me, like most people do. I’m barely over five-foot, so I’m short to everyone. “Come on, let’s hit the road. The sooner we’re away from this place, the quicker we can put the last few days behind us.” I pick up my phone, keys, and purse, before heading to the door. I watch as Cory looks around once more, his face showing how sad he is that this adventure is over. Picking up his own keys, he meets me at the door. We both walk out, and I lock up for the last time. Turning the final page of this book is hard, but I’m looking forward to starting the first chapter of my new one. 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Yes | 2025-03-03 14:15 | active | 2775 | 0 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | Just as I was getting ready to buy some sexual toys for our wedding night, I learned that my new husband was gay. “Nicky Lennox couldn’t possibly have a wife. He was literally just in here with some hot blonde guy this morning.” the salesgirl told me, showing me a security camera video. Apollo, my husband's partner, dropping down to his knees and drawing Nicky's shaft out of his pants only to swallow it eagerly down his throat as Nicky leaned back casually against the wall. My stomach hurt, twisting so painfully. I should’ve known it was too good to be true. After all, I only had been married for three days. It would be easy to get an annulment. And we hadn’t even slept together. But it's not as simple as I thought... ———————— Starling My heart hammering with excitement, I opened the black velvet doors and walked nervously inside the Pleasure Palace. I had never been in one before, but what was a newlywed to do to make her wedding night special? Technically, of course, the wedding night had been three nights ago, but my husband was so busy with putting on a new play at his theater that we hadn’t smooched beyond a quick peck or had intercourse yet. And I wanted to change that. The only problem was, the more days that passed, the more nervous I got. I passed by the intimidating selection of toys, and went to the lingerie section. What would please a rich, classy, cultured man like my husband? My hands ran over black lace and silky garters. Would he think these were all cheap? Was this stuff high-end enough? I had relied on the same few dark pantsuits for the four months I had known him, and he didn’t need to know that really my taste tended to be more earthy and hippie. “Are you shopping for someone special?” the pink-haired woman behind the sales counter asked. “My husband,” I said, blushing ridiculously, even though I was fully 25 years old and absolutely not a virgin. “Oh, congratulations!” she said brightly. “Did you get married on the beach here?” “Oh, no, just at the courthouse,” I said. “Nicky thought a small wedding would be the most romantic.” “Nicky?” she asked. “Nicky who?” I felt my cheeks pink with pleasure, my pulse beginning to thrum with pride in the man I was head-over-heels in love with. “I’m Mrs. Nicky Lennox,” I said, trying to sound modest. Since we lived in the theater district of St. Angeles, almost everyone around here knew him. Nicky was so rich and owner of the biggest, most luxurious theater in town. And for the last four months I had been the Office Manager at the First Avenue Playhouse (always just called The First). Overawed by my job, I tried to tamp down my normally bubbly personality into something lowkey and professional for my first proper workplace. I thought my gorgeous hot boss was totally indifferent to me until the last week when he asked me to marry him. Magnetic and masterful, Nicky was not the sort of man you said no to. And I didn’t want to. I had jumped at the idea of marrying him, my eyes too full of stars to question anything. “Nicky Lennox?” the sales rep laughed. “He doesn’t have a wife!” I felt a little stab of annoyance, but it was swamped by my joy and pride in my husband. “He does now!” I caroled happily. She was probably just jealous, like everybody else would be when they found out. What could be more exciting than the way he had asked me to marry him and whirled me to City Hall only three days later? I thought I had been hiding the fact that I had a huge crush on him, but apparently he knew all along. It was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to me in my life, but for the first time a flicker of unease trickled down my spine. The saleslady was going on. “He couldn’t possibly have a wife,” she said. “Nicky Lennox is gay. He was literally just in here with some hot blonde guy this morning.” “It must have been just a friend—” I started weakly. She shook her head. “I’m not supposed to do this, but you’re so sad and delusional I kind of have to.” She motioned her coworker over, who was a pretty Latina with a nose piercing. “This chick is in here saying she’s married to Nicky Lennox. Can you pull up that security camera footage of him from this morning?” We all crowded around the monitor. Surely there must be some mistake. Some misinterpretation. A case of mistaken identity? He was married to me. He had insisted on a fast wedding, like he couldn’t bear to be apart from me any longer. But he was immediately identifiable on the screen. Who could ever mistake Nicky? He stood out even in looks and status-obsessed St. Angeles. “Look at that picture quality,” I said weakly. “Really sharp.” Tall, lean, dark wavy hair, cultured gorgeous face with sharp high cheekbones, curved and mysterious mouth, those unusual and arresting gray eyes with flashes of emerald green. And I recognized the guy with him, too. Apollo Eriksson, the star of the next play. Any hope that this was just a misunderstanding was eliminated by the way they went into the dressing room, Apollo dropping down to his knees and drawing my husband’s shaft out of his pants only to swallow it eagerly down his throat as Nicky leaned back casually against the wall. “I guess we should blur this out,” one of the women said. “It’s hot, though,” the other said. “He’s switch, by the way. I’ve seen him around down doing all sorts of things.” My stomach hurt, twisting so painfully I thought I might throw up all over their artfully distressed jeans. I tried to smile and act like I’d just been mistaken in my own husband’s name, even though inside I was dying with shame and embarrassment. I should’ve known it was too good to be true. After all, I had been married for three days and Nicky and I still hadn’t had intercourse. Why would he do this? Why marry me just to humiliate me? What did I ever do to deserve this? I guess this is why he was ‘too busy’ on our wedding night, I thought numbly as I watched him release down Apollo’s throat and keep thrusting. Well, screw Nicky. I felt dumb. I knew I should have run the whole ‘whirlwind courtship’ by my friends back home. Now what was I supposed to do? I bought some edible underpants and slunk away. Not knowing what else to do, I took my car back to his mansion. It was perfectly situated to look out over rolling California hills and the St. Angeles theater district. Why would gorgeous, unattainable Nicky Lennox need to marry me, his cheerful little Office Manager? If he was gay it sure wasn’t for my big papillae or hip. It wasn’t for my money. I had moved here from Idaho and I was broke before I met him. Part-time yoga instructor, part-time ceramics instructor, part-time fortune-teller. Then I got tired of being full-time broke with no health insurance, which is why I had applied for the job of his Office Manager. My phone buzzed and I looked down to see a message from my new husband. Dinner with my dad at 7 I left an outfit for you to wear Car will be around to pick you up Is that what this was about? I had been in my blissful floating newlywed haze, amazed that someone like Nicky Lennox would even look at me, but I remembered something vaguely about how his father was much older, a man in his late 70s while Nicky was only 36. My father-in-law had not been at our City Hall wedding, because he “didn’t get out much in society” and “was quite old-fashioned.” Nicky had told me we would be visiting him a few days after the wedding. But now I knew that everything he said was nonsense, horrified awareness sung in my mind. Why in the world was I, a certified grime queen and hippie, the chosen beard for an unbearably good-looking and impeccably dressed theater owner? I ran up the spiraling staircase to my room, past all the expensive artwork and tasteful Grecian statues that I thought meant I’d gotten a dream husband. But now it was more like a nightmare. When Nicky told me there were plenty of rooms, enough for us to have our own bedrooms, I was thrilled. Mine was huge and gorgeous, with enormous bright windows and a balcony. But now I realized why I had my own bedroom. So he could more easily avoid having intercourse with me. How long exactly was he planning to pull this? Did he really think I’d be so blinded with infatuation that I wouldn’t notice when months went by without him wanting to have intercourse? Well, I sure I wasn’t going to sit and play nice for this dinner. I was going to demand an easy annulment tonight and then go out and screw the first himbo I saw at a bar. After all, that’s what my husband was presumably doing. 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No | 2025-03-03 14:15 | active | 2775 | 0 | Watch More Episodes👉👉 | Ella Reed is a struggling college student who’s barely making ends meet. Desperateto cover her tuition, she accepts a one-night arrangement with Sebastian Harrington,a billionaire heir from an affluent family grappling with a legacy of infertility. WhenElla discovers she’s pregnant with twins, Sebastian, eager to secure his family’slong-awaited heir, brings her into his luxurious world to ensure a safe and peacefulpregnancy. | WATCH_MORE | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6445905219 | DramaBox- movies&drama | https://www.facebook.com/DramaBoxMoviesDrama/ | 9,342,432 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Watch more | 0 | itunes.apple.com | VIDEO | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6445905219 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481153282_4138946646361620_3515667484832854451_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=PoX9S8vw28sQ7kNvgEBCeno&_nc_oc=AdgGB_wIdSCABAC1C_8GHRUrBTqeTefP8ZwvHzvQmJPhXp0ya9csk0cAMYiGoi4DLPVFJGXJrieS33jzhNeC6tTT&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AE8GEYelSI_GjFIrKpz-mmY&oh=00_AYAzMIDbwSZKzkRcKsnc5Trcz4ZDxx4q5SGynivEMrXF1w&oe=67CBD067 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | DramaBox- movies&drama | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2025-03-03 14:15 | active | 2775 | 0 | 🔥"Harvest Moon: Mated To My Four Stepbrothers"😍💞💕Read more👉👉 | 😍When I was 14, Mom found her Second Chance. I’ve gained four protective big stepbrothers! But I don’t know they are all my Mates and they know it but keep it from me because of my young age... ----------------------------- Chapter 1 Answers Finding your Mate is the best thing for a Lycan or a Werewolf, but finding her when she is not of age, yet.... Four Brothers find their Mate on the Harvest Moon. None of them mention it, she is too young. None of them know they share a Mate. How will they cope with her so close by..... What will happen when they find out the truth... *** Daniel’s P.O.V. I walk into the conference room to see everyone waiting for me, I sit down at the head of the table and take the time to look at my Sonfs before I divert my attention to the other people in the room. “The Council has asked me to pay a visit to a Pack that has requested help. Two of their neighboring Packs are at odds with one another and even though the Pack has remained neutral a few days ago a fight came within their borders.” I hear my Sons growl at my words and I see my Gamma rolling his eyes at the sounds. “No fatalities, but the Council wants me to put a stop to the quarrel. Just to make sure this doesn’t get out of hand.” I tell Brent and Gabe that they will come with me and they nod their acknowledgement of my demand. They have been with me as long as I have been alive, growing up together as their Fathers were my Father’s Beta and Gamma. I leave my Sons in charge during my absence and no one doubts my decision, everyone knows that my Sons can handle the Pack. They have done so for years and it makes it a little easier to travel at request of the Council. Traveling around also means I might be able to find a second chance Mate, something I had not wanted for a long time after losing my first Mate. From the moment we met I had known that we would not have forever. “Dad, where did you go?” Justin asks, pulling me from my thoughts. I look up and see that it is just the five of us, I know exactly why Brent and Gabe left as I had requested them to do so before the meeting. “The four of you have asked me the same two questions over the years and I was never ready to give an answer to those particular questions. Both questions are linked when it comes to answering them. After we lost your Mother we didn’t want a second chance and for that reason we stayed in the Pack’s territory, knowing that we wouldn’t find her here. This changed about five years ago, when I saw an old friend of mine again. He had also lost his first Mate and like me he didn’t want a second chance Mate, but he found her when she accidentally walked on to his territory. He showed me what I was missing in my life, especially if I decide to step down as Alpha. Joshua and I decided after that day that we would start looking for her and let the four of you take more responsibilities when it comes to the Pack. That is the main reason for me to help out the Council if they ask for my help.” I look at my Sons and they all have smiles on their faces, happy that I finally came to my senses. “What is the other question, Dad?” Jayce asks and I know this will be a harder one to answer. “When I met your Mother, the first thing she said to me was “I don’t know how much time we have together” and for a moment I didn’t know what to say to her. I had just met her and she was already talking about leaving me. Your Mother was born with a heart defect and not a single Doctor was able to help her. Every day she lived was a day on borrowed time and your Grandparents were happy with every day they could spend with her.” I let my Sons think about that for a moment before I continue with my story “Your Grandparents were so grateful that she found her Mate and for a few hours we hoped that with us marking each other her problems were solved. But it didn’t turn out that way and your Mother told me to reject her as she was afraid she couldn’t make me happy. Joshua and I told her that she was our Mate until the day she would die and that we would count our blessings for every day we had together. When she found out she was pregnant with you, Jayce, she panicked and for a few moments I was afraid I would lose her right then and there. It happened with every pregnancy and every time she made it through the pregnancy. Only for her to worry every single day that she wouldn’t be able to see all of you grow up, but she did manage to see you all grow up. The only thing she regretted in the end was that she would never meet your Mates or your children. She wanted you to know one thing, thou. She wouldn’t change anything even if it meant she could have spent more time with me. She loved each of you so much and I know she would be proud of the men the four of you have become.” I look at my Sons with tears in my eyes and even though they are all grown up I hear them sobbing. I hug my Sons one by one and I know they will cherish their Mates even more, when they finally find them. Jason helps me pack a suitcase for my visit and when he puts in some regular clothes I look at him questioningly. “Just in case, Dad.” He says as he looks at me with a huge grin on his face. My Sons are all very different in character and I hope they will find the women that will balance them, just as their Mother had been my balance. “Dad, I really hope that you will find her.” Jason whispers as he puts his hand on my shoulder. We are able to find our Mate after we turn eighteen, but only during the Harvest Moon and that is only once a year. Unlike my Sons I don’t have to wait for the Harvest Moon, I will be able to find my Mate on every day of the week. That is the benefit of having lost your first Mate, not that I like that I lost my first Mate. My second chance Mate will be able to find me, even if I am her first Mate. The Council is still trying to figure out why it works this way, but so far they have been unable to find the answers. Jax pulls me from my thoughts as he asks me when I will be leaving. “In the morning, so I can at least get a good night sleep. I just hope it won’t take me too long to resolve this. I want to be home for the Harvest Moon festival. Who knows, maybe you guys get lucky this year.” I answer him. My Sons all roll their eyes at me and I know that they doubt finding her any time soon. Gabe and Brent chuckle, because they know why my Sons are not fans of the festival and truth be told I can’t blame them. Gabe and Brent haven’t found their Mate either, but they seem content with things the way they are. They have been traveling around during the Harvest Moon for two reasons. For one to find their Mate and for the second, they want to know which Packs are not against same gender relationships. Yeah, both my Beta and Gamma are gay and I couldn't care less about it, they are my friends. So, every year they each pick a Pack to travel to and if it is a good Pack, the other will travel there the year after. So far there have been a handful of Packs that don’t like same gender Mates, but for the most part they have been welcomed with open arms. Because we are going away on Council business, they decided to spend this year at home and travel to the Packs they chose next year. They said they didn’t mind waiting another year. Chapter 2 The Lycan Alpha Hunter’s P.O.V. Mom told me to come straight home from school and I know why she is so adamant about it. Our neighbors to the west and south of our territory are at odds with one another. With school positioned near both borders, she is afraid something might happen to me. It has been going on for weeks now and no one knows how or when this will end. Our Alpha has remained neutral during it all, but two weeks ago their fighting had crossed our borders. Luckily no one got killed and only two Warriors had gotten injured , but it had been the reason for our Alpha to contact the Council. Tomorrow, the Alpha of the largest Lycan Pack would be arriving and we all hoped that he would be able to put a stop to this argument between those Packs. “Mom, I’m home.” I shout as I open the door of our cottage. I hear noises coming from the kitchen and a smile crosses my face, because that means Mom is making preparations for dinner. “Hello, Pumpkin. How was school?” She asks as she looks over her shoulder. After I grab a bottle of water from the fridge, I kiss her on the cheek and sit down at the kitchen island. I tell her how my day went and I ask her about her day. As the Pack-Doctor she is always busy and I enjoy the time we get to spend together. She tells me about the new Pack-members our Alpha had welcomed in about a month ago and one of them is also a Doctor. We both know that it means more time for us to spend together and I hope it means we can do some traveling. Maybe Mom will be able to find her Mate, she deserves to be happy and I know her Mate will take care of that for her. I never knew my Father, he died before I was born and from the stories I heard he was a rogue. Mom had met him after she had turned eighteen and he had tricked her. She had never met a Lycan in her life and she had believed every word he told her. He had told her that she wouldn’t feel the bond the way Werewolves do, because he was a Lycan. He told her that his Lycan knew that she was his Mate and that she would feel tingles, but not the pull as between Werewolves. What Mom had not known was that he had spiked her drink and the drugs had made her feel the tingles. When she woke in the morning, they had been mated and marked and that is when she found out that he had tricked her. The Council had been hunting my Father, because my Mother was not his first victim. Her Alpha had banished her from the Pack, her parents had disowned her and the Council had found her a new Pack that took her in. A few weeks after the Council put my Father to death, she found out she was pregnant. She never regretted having me and I know that she loves me whole heartedly. We both just hope that her Mate will understand, if she ever finds him. “Mom, did you hear about the Alpha that is coming here?” I ask her and she nods her head, but she says nothing. I can feel that she is not at ease, that she is anxious about meeting a Lycan again. I get off my seat, walk over to her and hug her as I say, “It will be fine, Mom.” During dinner we talk about traveling, about my education and about Mates. We talk about everything we can think of and soon we realize that it is near midnight. It is a good thing tomorrow is a Saturday or Mom would be flipping out. Aspen’s P.O.V. I almost cut myself, when Hunter asked me about the Lycans that will be staying here for the next few days. When I was informed that the Council was sending an Alpha to help solve the trouble, I was grateful for the help they were sending. That was until I had looked at my Alpha and I knew I wouldn’t like the rest of his story. When he told me that the Alpha of the largest Lycan Pack would be coming, I almost ran from the room. Alpha Malcolm knows my history with Lycans and he felt obligated to inform me personally. He asked me to be present when the Lycans arrived and for a moment I had wanted to scream, but I had just nodded my head. Right now I want to run for the woods as two black SUV's are approaching the Pack-house. Malcolm puts his hand on my lower back and whispers “You will be fine, Aspen. We have your back.” I look at Malcolm as the doors of the SUV’s open and suddenly I hear a vicious growl, while I smell the most enticing scent ever. My head snaps towards the cars and I know that I have just found my Mate. Even though Malcolm knows what is going on, he steps in front of me and so do his Beta and Gamma. My Mate growls even louder and I start to fear for my Alpha and his men. “You might want to calm down a bit, Bad Boy.” I hear Hunter say and I see that she is standing in front of my Mate. He looks at her and my heart rate is picking up its pace. “Your kind has caused her enough pain, so back off.” Hunter growls, I have never seen my Daughter act like this and I fear of what he might do to her. To everyone’s surprise he puts his hands up and takes a step back. “I would like to talk to my Mate, if you don’t mind.” He says as he is looking at me and I hear Hunter whisper “Mom.” I hear my Mate growl and I see the disappointment in his eyes. But Hunter wouldn’t be Hunter if she didn’t see it as well. “Alpha Daniel, you might want to listen to my Mother’s story before you judge her.” Despite being scared I smile at my Daughter’s words, I ask Alpha Malcolm if we can use his office and he just nods his head. “Hunter, you might as well join us. If you don’t mind, Alpha Daniel?” He follows us as we walk into the Pack-house and Hunter grabs my hand to calm my nerves down. My heart is racing, my palms are sweaty and my hands are shaking as I open the door to the office. Hunter slumps down in an armchair as I make my way over to the window, once I know that the door is closed and once my Mate has taken a seat I start telling him my story. As I am talking I can feel him getting up and walking closer, I feel more anxious the closer he gets and I start to lose track of where I am in telling him the truth. The moment he touches me, I stop talking and Hunter finishes my story. “I am sorry.” I whisper. I fear that he will reject me and I can’t blame him if he does. “You were not at fault. He was and he paid the price for it. I am sorry that he fooled you and what your Family did to you. I promise that I will take care of you and your Daughter. I will not turn my back on you, you are my Mate and I will never let you go.” He says as he pulls me in to his arms. I lean my head against his shoulder and release the breath I didn’t know I was holding. He starts to nuzzle my neck and a moan escapes my lips. “Okay, that is my cue to get out of here.” Hunter says as she jumps up and heads for the door. My Mate chuckles as I turn beet-red, because for a moment I forgot that she was in the room with us. Chapter 3 Beating the Gamma Daniel’s P.O.V. The moment I open the door, I smell the most delectable smell I have ever smelled and I know that I have found my second chance. Seeing another man touching what is mine, makes me growl. When I see the three men stepping in front of my Mate, my Lycan really loses his temper and growls even louder. When I hear the young girl speak, I wonder why she is talking so disrespectfully at an Alpha. Until I hear the girl speak again, that is when I know something else happened to my Mate and I really go ballistic. My Lycan loses it when we hear the girl refer to our Mate as Mom, because I realize that my Mate either didn’t wait for me or I am her second chance as well. As Mother and Daughter explain their history, I have to restrain my Lycan from pushing forward. I want my Mate to know that I accept her, no matter what. My Mate turns beet-red at Hunter’s words and I know that she will be a handful. “Alpha, what about the girl?” One of my men links me and I link Gabe to keep an eye on her. “I am at a disadvantage here. You know my name, thanks to your Daughter, but I don’t know yours.” I say as I turn her around. “My name is Aspen.” She says and I can drown in her beautiful deep-brown eyes. I pull her closer against my body, and that is when someone clears their throat. “Sorry to interrupt, Alpha. The girl is not too happy with Gabe watching her.” Brent says and I hear my Mate giggle. Ugh, I love that sound and I will make sure I hear it again and again. “You think that is funny, Beautiful?” I ask her and with a smile on her face she looks up at me, nodding her head. “This is Brent, my Beta. Gabe is my Gamma and he will keep an eye on her, whether she likes it or not.” I say and my Mate bursts out laughing. “I wish him luck.” She says as she is still laughing and Brent and I both stare at Aspen. “Hunter is fourteen and as stubborn and strong-headed as can be. Alpha Malcolm started her training when she was eleven and she out does his best Warriors.” “Alpha, you better get out here.” A Warrior links me and I guess we are going to find out if this has anything to do with Hunter. I grab Aspen’s hand and walk out of the Pack-house. I don’t know if I should be furious or that I should laugh my head off and I opt for the latter as I see Gabe face down with Hunter’s boot in his neck. Aspen and Brent join me as Gabe is still trying to get from under her foot. “Hunter, can you please release my Gamma?” I ask her out of breath. She looks at me and says “This is your Gamma? Maybe you should replace him if he can’t handle a fourteen year old.” Gabe is gawking as the words sink in. She steps away from Gabe and offers him her hand, but Gabe is too busy staring at her. She shrugs her shoulders and walks away, yelling over her shoulder “See you later, Mom.” Gabe finally comes to his senses and gets to his feet, still staring after Hunter. “Alpha, who is that girl?” He asks and I introduce him to Aspen. “I will explain their story later, but Hunter is Aspen’s Daughter.” I see a dumbfounded look on his face and am surprised by his remark “But you’re a Werewolf.” She nods her head, but she doesn’t say anything else. “How old was she?” Is all I ask because I know that Aspen will understand my question. Aspen looks up at me and says, “She was eleven and I am glad that I read up on Lycan shifting or I wouldn’t have known what to do.” My men gasp, because it is very unusual for a Lycan to come out at such a young age. I ask her about Hunter’s training and it turns out that Alpha Malcolm had done some reading up on that topic. Alpha Malcolm lets us know that our rooms are ready, but I already know that I will not be sleeping alone tonight. The only question is where will I be sleeping tonight. “Sorry, but duty calls.” Aspen says. “I am needed at the infirmary and I think you are needed at the south border.” I look at Malcolm and he nods his head. “Fine, but one of my men will be staying with you.” I say and she can tell that I won’t budge on that topic. She shrugs her shoulders and walks off after she gives me a kiss on my cheek. I send Victor with her and he follows her quickly. Victor links me that everything is under control at the infirmary, so Aspen is going home. Knowing that I will be occupied for a while longer, I tell him to go with her. Almost two hours later, things have settled at the south border and I can’t wait to see my Mate. I ask Malcolm on which floor of the Pack-house Aspen lives and he tells me that they live in a cottage, not far from the school. So, I ask if he can show me where Aspen lives as we are on our way to the Pack-house and he points behind us. “Down that dirt-road.” Is all I get out of him. I turn on my heels and quickly find the road he mentioned. I can smell her and my Lycan is going frantic, he wants me to hurry up. I start to walk faster, because like my Lycan I want to be with my Mate. At the front-door I hesitate, but then I open it and shout “Honey, I’m home.” I walk into the kitchen, just in time to see Hunter spitting out whatever she had in her mouth and she almost falls of her chair from laughter. Luckily, I am fast enough to catch her and as I put her back on the chair I say “Take it easy, girl. You could have hurt yourself.” I see tears forming in her eyes and I pull her into my arms, telling her that I am sorry if I startled her. She shakes her head against my chest and I pull back to look at her. “You didn’t startle me; it is just that it has always just been me and Mom. No one else that cared for me, no one else that was there to catch me if I needed it.” “Hunter, I will always catch you. I will always be there if you need me, don’t ever doubt that.” And I know that I have to tell them about my history. “I was once lucky enough to find my fated Mate, but I lost her many years ago. She left me behind with four grown Sons, when she died. After decades of being alone, I started hoping that I would find a second chance and with your Mother I did. We all have a past, whether it is years old or decades old.” Aspen has put her arm around my waist and Hunter has put her hand against my cheek. For the first time since I lost my first Mate, I feel whole again and I tell them both that. Hunter’s P.O.V. Daniel tells about his first Mate and his Sons during dinner and I can’t wait to meet them. No longer an only child and Daniel’s jaw drops when I say those words out loud. “Well, you’re stuck with me now, Dad.” I say teasingly and he reaches over the table to mess up my hair. 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No | 2025-03-03 14:15 | active | 2775 | 0 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | Edge, the Sargent at Arms of the Rugged Skulls MC, also known as Ledley Best. The man who once held my teenage heart in his hands and filled my dreams with hope and hot fantasies, even when I was sixteen. When I was eighteen and ready to give him my first time, and tell him that I was going to the community college in town, he crushed me. He made sure I walked in on him screwing one of the Rugged Reg’s one night. He told me that I was a little girl, and if I wanted to be with him, I needed to learn how to handle a man like him; I needed to become a woman first. That night was the last time I saw him— well, that’s a lie. I knew I had to forget him. ———————— Synclare Bending backwards,I stretch my back out, feeling a million times older than my actual age of twenty-two. Whoever said packing your apartment up was fun and exciting needs a swift kick to the balls or vag. Today is the day I pack up the place I have called home for the last four years. It’s strange to be moving back home, even more so doing it a week early, hence the mad rush to get it all done now. Cory and Rupert are taking boxes down to mine and Cory’s two trucks because Cory is moving home with me. He got himself into a little scuffle a few nights ago. His face still bears the cuts and bruises. “I need a vodka— or ten,” he bitches, when he walks back inside I laugh, and so does Rupert and Honey. They are both our roommates. I was in a dorm room during my first year here, with a girl who loved the color pink and everything glitter. That gets everywhere, and I mean everywhere. I hate the stuff. I met Honey on my third day. We hit it off straightaway, and here we are four years later. Our second year, we decided to move off campus and found this place. Honey knew Rupert and Cory were looking for a place to move into, so it was a win-win for us. In the beginning, I thought the boys were a couple, but Rupert told us he was straight, and Cory, his cousin, was gay. The pair have always been more like brothers, though. We’ve had an absolute blast over the last few years and have gone through the ups and downs of life at college. We’re all each other’s unpaid therapists. Now we start new journeys. Rupert is off to New Zealand with his girlfriend, to hike and make memories; Honey is off to nursing school in New York; and Cory and I are going to Fort Lauderdale. Me to expand the family business, Logan’s Ridez, and Cory is planning on opening a towing company. Cory may have a slight feminine flare about him, but he has a hard-on for hard work, and he doesn’t shy away from any manual labor either. “Quit the bitching. You get to go home with Syn and ogle all the bikers down there,” Honey chimes in, as she places fresh drinks on the table. I quickly down the glass of iced tea, wetting my suddenly dry throat at the mention of bikers. It has been four years since I last saw the biker who ripped my heart out, stamped all over it, and then fed it to the sharks. Edge, the Sargent at Arms of the Rugged Skulls MC, also known as Ledley Best. The man who once held my teenage heart in his hands and filled my dreams with hope and hot fantasies, even when I was sixteen. When I was eighteen and ready to give him my first time, and tell him that I was going to the community college in town, he crushed me. He made sure I walked in on him screwing one of the Rugged Reg’s one night. He told me that I was a little girl, and if I wanted to be with him, I needed to learn how to handle a man like him; I needed to become a woman first. That night was the last time I saw him— well, that’s a lie. I saw him a few days later, when I was leaving. He looked terrible, with dark circles under his eyes and his hair a matted mess. But I knew I had to forget him. The very last time I saw him was when I went home one time, nearly two years ago. He and River were working on his bike outside the shop. I don’t think he knew I was home. He was wearing his typical dark brown biker boots and jeans and had no shirt on. Sweat covered his body, and his hair was up in a man-bun. He was looking fine. To say I rubbed one out that night is an understatement. He may have hurt me, but I’m also a hot-blooded female who likes hot boys and very much appreciates a hot man when she sees one. And let me tell you, Edge is one hot mofo. “They’re alright.” I shrug. “Just alright? Woman, I have seen photos of them online, and believe me, they are more than ‘alright’,” Honey retorts. “I mean, have you seen the one that wears a baseball cap? I’d do him,” Cory pipes in. He’s talking about Rookie. I wonder if he got himself an old lady, if any of them have. “Oh, the one with the long, dirty blond hair. I would love to hold onto that while he eats mine,” Honey says, and fans her face. My fists clench when Honey talks about Edge. I have never wanted to throat punch my best friend as much as I do right this second. Someone coughs, and my gaze snaps to Cory. He frowns, looking at my hands and then back to Honey, before shaking his head. He’s letting me know I’m in kill mode and I need to stop before I actually throat punch her. I pout, and he giggles, covering his mouth with his hand. Poking my tongue out at him, I walk over to Honey and flick her forehead, making her flinch away from me. The boys burst out laughing. “Nope. No bikers for you, or anyone. Stay away.” “Ow! What was that for?” She rubs her head and I smile sweetly at her, before moving over to the suitcases that still need to be taken to my truck. “No bikers. They are trouble— hot, but a load of trouble. Your vag can have any other man it wants—, it already has.” I wink at her and she fake gasps. Yeah, Honey is a hooker and proud of it. “Why should the men get all the fun? A woman should be able to sleep with multiple men and be left alone, but noooo, in the messed-up society we live in, I get called a hooker. Well, I for one will gladly wear the title as long as the climax is worth it.” She blows me a kis and walks down to her room to grab more boxes. “Love you, woman,” I call out after her, and she returns the sentiment. “Right, all my things are packed. So, is there anything else I can help you guys take downstairs?” Rupert asks. I point to the suitcases, and he nods. “Just those from me, thanks.” I walk through the whole four-bedroom apartment and make sure we’ve packed everything up. It’s taken us nearly a week to get everything done, but over the last couple of days, we kicked things into high gear just to get out of here. Knowing I’m leaving fills me with excitement and nerves, but there’s a bittersweet feeling layering that. I’ve loved being here with my friends, doing whatever I want. I know I can do that back home, but I also know I will feel like I’m being watched by my dad and brother. My nerves are mixed with excitement about seeing Edge, though I know I shouldn’t be feeling this for him. He hurt me, and I need to keep him at arm’s length. I just pray that when he smiles at me, I can hold firm, because that man’s smile can melt panties within a ten-mile radius and no woman would care. When I moved here to start fresh, I told River I didn’t want to hear about Edge. I knew it would hurt to hear about him dating and even finding an old lady and starting a family. Just thinking about it now makes my stomach hurt. I place my hands over my stomach and try to calm some of the uneasiness, but it doesn’t work. Sighing, I take one more look at my room, and walk out, slowly closing the door behind me. When one door closes, another one opens, as they say. Well, I hope my new journey is a good, smooth one. I am over unwarranted drama, and I hate girl dramas. I’ve had that enough here at school. After joining everyone in the open-plan kitchen, we all stand in a circle and hug, holding each other together like we have for the past four years. Our heads are bowed and touching, and we stand in silence for a few seconds. “Okay, enough of this mushy thing. You’ll make me cry and ruin my perfect make-up,” Honey says, her emotions clogging her throat, matching how I feel. Cory wipes his tears away, and Rupert uses the heels of his hands to rub his eyes. Today is bittersweet for all of us, but I know we’ll stay in touch. Rupert clears his throat. “Right, I’d better hit the road.” “I’ll miss you.” I hug him tight. “You make sure you look after that girl of yours,” I tell him, even though I know he will. “No more than two,” he states. He moves on to Honey and Cory before he quietly leaves. “My turn,” Honey says, crying. “My make-up is messed up anyway.” I pull her in for a hug and hold her tight. “I will miss you— so much.” My head is buried in her neck, and hers in mine. We stand there for a few minutes, just holding on. “You’ll miss my clothes and me doing your hair,” she tells me, and I nod, smiling through the tears. “And holding her hand when she has more ink.” “True. True. Right, I’m out, bitches. Take care on the road. No more than two.” “No more than two,” I return, and so does Cory. That little saying means we can’t go more than two days without texting or calling. It’s something we all agreed on, and I know none of us will break it, so close is the friendship we have. Cory holds me as Honey walks out of the apartment with dramatic flair, flicking her hair over her shoulder like she’s walking a red carpet. “And then there were two,” Cory whispers. I hold him closer, even though he towers over me, like most people do. I’m barely over five-foot, so I’m short to everyone. “Come on, let’s hit the road. The sooner we’re away from this place, the quicker we can put the last few days behind us.” I pick up my phone, keys, and purse, before heading to the door. I watch as Cory looks around once more, his face showing how sad he is that this adventure is over. Picking up his own keys, he meets me at the door. We both walk out, and I lock up for the last time. Turning the final page of this book is hard, but I’m looking forward to starting the first chapter of my new one. 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