#Roman reings alpha

[gremlintheslut]

The shields little girl

Chapter 5 ∆ heat day 2

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Warnings: restraints, listening to people have sex, unprotected sex, shower sex, daddy kink, ddlg, toys(vibrator),

I woke just like the last sweaty and dizzy. I want to wake up my alphas but we were up late and I want them to get some sleep. I roll over and try to fall back asleep but I fail miserably. After 40 minutes I gave up on sleep and just laid there awake as the pain I felt before returned. "you alright sweetheart?" I hear Dean mumble pulling me closer to him. "can't sleep" I say briefly. "why not?" he says half asleep. "hurts" I utter and he snaps awake.

He finally remembers I'm in heat. He sits up and looks down at my sweaty desperate face. He looks at the 2 men sleeping soundly next to us. "shower?" he whispers and I nod my head sitting up. We walk well more like tiredly stumble to the bathroom. He shut the door behind us and I begin to remove my clothes. I turn around now fully naked he has just finished getting undressed. He puts his hands on my waist and guides us to the shower.

Once we're in, he pushes me against the tile wall. He turns on the shower and we both get blasted with cold water. We both squirm to get away from the freezing-cold torture chamber that is the shower. I step onto the tile flooring of the bathroom and can't help but giggle at what had just happened. Dean laughs with me. He turns on some hot water and grabs my waist once again. His lips attach to mine as we wait for the water to heat up. I feel his tongue glide against my lip asking to enter. I part my lips and feel his tongue on mine.

We fight for dominance even though we both know who will win. His right-hand moves from my waist and dips into the water streaming from the shower head. After only a second his hand returns to my waist and pulls us under the now lukewarm water. He once again pushes me against the tile wall and we both stay put. I feel his erection poking my stomach. Both his hands move to the back of my thighs. "jump" he mutters against my lips. I do as he asks and he catches me. I wrap my legs around his waist and I feel his tip at my entrance.

He slowly pushes into me and I moan against his mouth. Inch by inch he goes in until he's balls deep in me. I moan and press my face into the crook of his neck. He slowly pulls out and thrust back in continuously. He picks up the pace quite quickly and begins to pound me into the wall. "fuck, you feel so good baby" he groans in my ear as he fucks my cunt hard and fast. I am unable to form any words at all.

Then my eyes go wide as someone bangs on the bathroom door. "hurry up or I'm peeing off the balcony!" roman yells through the door and we hear heavy foots walking away. I look at Dean my face redder than a tomato and he chuckles shaking his head at Reigns' words. I let out a particularly loud moan as he hits my spot. "right there" I almost yell. "right here?" he says hitting my spot hard over and over again. "yes, fuck!" I moan. I know Roman and Seth are both awake and hearing all of this and I don't care.

I feel a thumb rub against my clit and I feel the familiar coil in my lower tummy tighten. "daddy I'm gonna cum!" I cry out loudly wanting Roman and Seth to hear. The coil gets tighter and tighter as Dean keeps fucking me. "cum for me doll face" he says on the verge of his very own orgasm. With those five words, I clench around him and come undone as his warm seed fills me. He kisses me on the cheek. "you did so well" he says as he picks up a washcloth and helps clean me up.

Time skip 35 mins later

I'm dry and have my clothes on now. I walk towards the door and unlock it before opening it. Then I hear Seth and Roman giving both me and Dean a slow clap as we walk out of the bathroom. "shut up" I mumble my face turning red. I feel Romans' arms wrap around my waist. "did you want us to hear?" he whispers into my ear. "Didn't you have to pee?" I say try to get away. "I told you I would pee off of the balcony, now answer the question" he replies. "so what if I did?" I say a smirk appearing on my lips.

"you admit it?" Seth asks. "yeah I do," I say more confidently than I had meant to. I look at Seth's face and for a moment I feel proud at how flustered he looks. Then I feel Romans' erection poking against me as he pulls me towards the bed. I feel my heart race as he pins me to the bed. "fucking whore" he growls against my neck. I see Dean walking over with something in his hand. I know I'm in for it when I finally realize what it is. He's holding handcuffs. When he reaches the bed he grabs my arms and Roman pulls away from my neck to get out of his way. Dean pins my arms above my head and puts the handcuffs on me. "too tight?" he asks and I shake my head. "what's your safe word?" "red" "good girl" he kisses my cheek and takes a step back looking at me.

Roman continues his assault on my neck and I notice Seth is gone. Then I see him. Out of the corner of my eye, he is holding a familiar black bag. It's my bag of toys but not the kind I play with when I'm little. "you wanna explain angel?" Seth asks and I freeze up. "no?" I'm still frozen and can't defend myself in any way. Then he opens the bag. He chuckles as he looks into the very full bag. Roman pulls my pants and panties down in one movement. Then he removes my shirt leaving me fully nude. Seth pulls a wand vibrator. My face goes bright red but I can't help but feel excited. He inspects the toy before passing it to Roman. "you really are a whore" he says looking me in the eyes as he turns it on.

I feel him press it against my clit and I press my face against my arm to hide it. Dean grabs my chin and pulls my face back into their view. Roman puts it on the highest setting and I squirm as it's the first time I've ever used it on that setting. They watch me squirm all of them clearly amused. Roman grabs my waist to hold me still. "sit still princess" he warns and I try my best to keep still. I can't help but jolt every few seconds at the waves of pleasure I am receiving. I am already close to cuming. "daddy! Can I cum? Can I please cum?!" I cry loudly a few seconds away from my orgasm. "no" he answers bluntly. I try my best to hold back. "ple-ahh please?" I plead. But before he even answers me I tip over the edge. He keeps the vibrator on my clit as I come down from my high but turns it off when I'm done.

I open my eyes and see three furious faces staring at me.

"fuck"

Continued in the next chapter

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Thanks for reading love ya-gremlin 💋💕💞

[havocsims]

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[anticapitalistclown]

All characters

Lookism characters as reggaetón songs

Lookism characters as street racers pt.1

Lookism characters as street racers pt.2

Japanese voice actors that would fit Lookism characters

Lookism characters re-named with Spanish names

 What would lookism characters listen to

What do lookism characters like about their s/o’s body, a body positivity hc’s

NSFW headcanons (all characters)

Lookism characters as couple pictures

What do they smell like

Lookism characters as my high school classmates

What period and place I would situate lookism boys

Lookism characters hands

Lookism characters as archaeologists

How do lookism characters sneeze

Lookism characters as Roman Emperors

Rating some Jake’s school graffiti

Rating some Jake’s school graffiti pt2

cursed tierlist

What I would feed the lookism characters

Pranktexting “I want a baby”

Text reacting to reader being followed

How often do lookism men think about the Roman Empire

lookism boys reacting to reader calling them a "good boy"

Lookism men meeting their s/o parents for the first time

Lookism characters about alpha male podcasts

[edupunkn00b]

6 and 20 for the fic writer ask?

Thank you so much for the ask!! :D (the post, for the curious)

#6 Others' stories I re-read all the time

Oh, there are quite a few. Anything by @nadiestar, but especially Words Are Hard. Same for @candied-peach (I credit their Kissing Book for my Remus Chews Cinnamon Gum campaign.) @typically-untypical's Logan stories, most especially Logan's Letter and They Aren't Coming. @lost-in-thought-20's stories, of course, especially The First Time Two Became Three Again. @treenissanderssidesstuff's Say My Name, @naminethewriter's universe with parental Intrulogical with As Long As You Try Your Best, and @lalijinx and @frejennix's The Other Side of the Mirror are on my hit list, too :D.

You have also probably spotted me in the doc I was doing a little alpha reading for you from time to time, too! :D

#20 Favorite Title for a story I've written

I really The Uses of Adversity (it's plot related and a Shakespeare reference to As You Like it, Logan's favorite play he's seen Roman perform.) I am stupidly proud of the series title for History | Matchr, as well. Matchr is a match-making algorithm that consumes your internet search history and the | symbol is also a 'pipe' in scripting languages which literally means "put the output of 'History' into the 'Matchr' process and give us the output." The story also has some very deep past Dukeceit history, so it has a double meaning.

[lettherebemonsters]

Definitely adding Roman Bridger and re-adding Jill Robets to my muses. I love Roman as Sidney's true nemesis plus them acting like siblings in the middle of killing each other reminds me a lot of H20.

Plus Jill would totally be an apprentice to Roman (and while they don't trust each other at first he'll warm up to her after hearing the emotional abuse Jill experienced. )

Soooo....if Sidney or any of the original heros (or even Core Four) wants tangle with the Alpha Ghostface, come hit me up!

[utilitycaster]

wait also I forget who asked me about my thoughts re: The Three Body Problem but those thoughts are mostly "this fucks severely". Like, I don't offhand know if a three-sun syzygy scenario would suck everything into space, I DO know that Alpha Centauri is not part of a three star system, I don't think alien life with an indefinite ability to dehydrate would ever progress to the point of sentience, and the photon computer definitely isn't going to work but the point of sci fi, if you are not Roman from Party Down, is not to be scientifically accurate but to tell a story and explore a concept and so the point is not "is the physics correct", it's "Both the Cultural Revolution and capitalism have both ruined countless lives, wishing for an outside force to intervene be it god or a more tangible savior is futile, also mmorpgs are wild aren't they, someone could probably recruit for a cult from those!"

[traewilson]

So. I wanted to believe in Megalopolis. The promise of Megalopolis.

For those not in the know of cinema: Francis Ford Coppola started production awhile ago on a film he had been tinkering with behind the scenes for literal decades. His magnum opus. After years of studios refusing to finance his passion project, Coppola decided to make the film a Hail Mary throw; he would sell his winery and finance the film personally. This would be his first film ever, really, where Coppola would have true unrestrained creative freedom. The amount of control could only be compared to One from the Heart from 1981. He sold Megalopolis to the audience as an act of rebellion against the mainstream studio system, and I bought it.

I saw the film as potentially a turning point moment for the movie industry. Audiences are growing increasingly bitter with the products of the studio system. The workers within the studio system are getting abused en masse, resulting in mass strikes (based) and the studio system itself seems to be coming unglued, with colossal budgets that are just plain unable to be recouped short of a miracle, and an increasing disdain for the very concept of art and artistry displayed by the executives who act as lord and master of the industry; Alpha and Omega.

I saw Megalopolis as potentially a beacon of light for filmmakers to pursue. Sure, most people don't have access to Coppola's resources. But people can make films for essentially next to nothing and still be works of art and box office gold - the ideal for the movie business. Blair Witch Project is an obvious example - a budget in the range of $200,000 to $750,000 dollars; pulled in $248.6 million dollars. A more relevant example would be Skinamarink from 2022. Budget of a mere $15,000 dollars, pulled in $2.1 million at the box office. I also gotta shout out one of the true MVPs of American cinema, one Roger goddamn Corman (rest in peace king) who consistently made films that were very entertaining and could even be great at times (seriously, check out The Intruder; remarkable film), and only his very last Directorial effort cost more than $1,000,000 dollars. I wanted Megalopolis to succeed, and do gangbusters, in the hopes the movie industry would go through a drastic metamorphosis; a new era, a new American New Wave that could give us the next Spielberg, Scorsese, George Lucas, De Palma, the next Coppola.

In hindsight, I was naïve. In my daydreaming of an ideal world, I forgot the New Wave gave us the likes of Roman Polanski, a once-great filmmaker who was a belligerent bully on set who went on to rape his own child and flee to Europe rather than face justice for his crimes. It gave us Woody Allen, who made a film romanticizing pedophilia and then went on to groom and marry his own adopted daughter. It gave us William Friedkin, a truly great filmmaker who was a belligerent bully who didn't really give a shit who got hurt so long as the film got done His Way. Look up what happened to Ellen Burstyn on the set of The Exorcist. This was unacceptable. It gave us John Landis, an affable charming fellow in interviews, who was an absolutely loathsome tyrant on his film sets, who wound up killing Vic Morrow, Myca Dinh Le (aged 7,) and Renee Shin-Yi Chen (age 6) via a botched helicopter stunt, and then promptly addressed zero remorse and no apology for his criminal negligence.

I forgot how Coppola gave a certain filmmaker the money he needed to make his first full film, 1989's Clownhouse. Even gave him access to his house in Napa Valley for filming, and the same cameras George Lucas used to shoot American Graffiti. That director was Victor Salva, who went on rape the main star, Nathan Forrest Winters, repeatedly between shoots. Coppola ran defense for Salva, saying that he never saw anything, and besides, the age difference between them wasn't anything to write home about. Nathan Winters was 12. Victor Salva was 29. Coppola, undeterred, helped finance Salva's next film after he was released from prison. Coppola felt he served the time, so he deserved another chance. Salva was sentenced to three years in prison, which is bad enough, but he then went on to serve only 15 months of that service. Apparently, that's enough time for FFC.

I knew these things, and yet I foolishly thought he had changed; that he no longer held those beliefs. Well, now we know, that not only has Coppola not changed, he was much worse than we thought before.

Video was released today of Coppola groping female extras on the set of Megalopolis. There's audio of him cheekily announcing over megaphone, "Sorry if I come up and kiss you. Just know it's solely for my pleasure." These aren't accusations; there's video and audio of it. Unless it's all an elaborate AI fake, Coppola did this shit. I was livid. Legitimately infuriated. Betrayed in a parasocial sort of way. Because I realized, the vision I had for Megalopolis, what I saw in Megalopolis, and what HE saw in Megalopolis are two very different things.

Coppola didn't just want to defy the studio system. He didn't just want to make his film, his way. He wanted to be free of any and all responsibility for his actions. Working under a studio system has drawbacks, massive ones, but when someone oversteps boundaries, there are Some guardrails to ensure they're penalized for it, especially post-Weinstein; post-MeToo. Coppola's vision of artistic freedom isn't mine. His vision is liberation from all consequences; a laissez-faire libertarian wonderworld where he is the supreme master of his domain, and all underneath him are subject to his whims and desires. Alpha and Omega. Zeus descends from on high, shoots some footage, gropes an actress' ass, then ascends back to Olympus.

To anyone who, like me, was inspired by the promise of Megalopolis, and feels dejected that the reality of Megalopolis was a monument to the selfish, to the ego - make your art anyway. Make your art your way, but don't value your selfish whims over what's right. Don't mistreat your workers; don't abuse them. Artistic vision without compassion results in petty tyrants who are so drunk on their artistic legacy, they value nothing else. Don't fall for that trap. Find your way, make your art, don't let people push you around - but don't value your art over your fellow man; your ego over your fellow man. The Internet and the March of Progress has given people all the tools to make great art for relatively little. You don't even need to make things for a career! You can just make art for its own sake, with no sight for making it a career. Fuck it! Who's to say you can't make films, make video games, make novels, make comics, make anything you want just because you want to? If anything there's a strong argument to be made that monetizing the thing that makes you happy risks spoiling that thing.

[mermaidsirennikita]

what are your predictions for the finale re kendall and shiv and do you think they’re going to fall out after this huge conflict?

I have a hard time making solid Succession predictions. Anything could happen, but things I am leaning towards is Kendall "winning" his seat but losing everything that matters; Matsson fucking Shiv over with a different American CEO; Shiv and Tom most likely staying together when all this ends.

I think that it's unlikely Shiv and Kendall will be on good terms at the end of the show. The thing is that while I think there is a deep love there (and probably a better understanding of each other than either of them understand Roman or Connor) they're also just... the alpha puppies. Both of them have personalities that naturally make them want to be top dog. Kendall is driven by this idea that he put in the work and was groomed and that all the emotional abuse Logan put him through must mean SOMETHING (this is a thing with Kendall I think many miss--he's trying to justify his trauma with a light at the end of the tunnel, and that light is it all having some kind of reward, some kind of meaning). Shiv has natural talent and acumen in areas that should have put her up to be groomed like Kendall, but instead due to her gender she was put aside and somewhat ostracized. So she's driven by a different resentment. A different type of pain that is no less potent or driving.

What's interesting is that in 4 seasons, you only really had two of the four kids be like... in a semi-realistic proximity to power prior to Logan's death. Kendall was very much on the brink of inheritance when the show began (and I'm gonna be real, I think anyone who truly believes Logan was crossing his name out is a clown lol, even if you aren't a Kendall girly.... do we for srs think a man as petty Logan would be THAT ambiguous on crossing a name out.... I mean I much more buy him doing a flippantly shoddy underline because he can't believe he's underlining Kendall's name). He also executed a move that remains like... the closest anyone has gotten to ousting Logan. It would have worked had he not, you know, killed a cater waiter.

And then Shiv was again, all but formally recognized as a potential heir in season 2, only to spend a season making increasingly shitty moves that culminated in her doing something emotionally raw, which in turn made Logan equate her to Kendall, imo--someone ruled by vulnerability and weakness.

It's not surprising that a lot of this final drama is coming back to those two, because unless Connor or Roman is installed as someone's puppet I don't think either of them have a realistic chance. Shiv and Kendall are gonna have their little Agni Kai moment (THE SHOWDOWN THAT WAS ALWAYS MEANT TO BE!!!) and I don't think they'll ever be able to fully mend things after it.

I think. I'm not sure. Obviously, lol.

[gabbodelaparra]

NIGHTJAR The war between two kingdoms ends only for the battle between their two greatest warriors to begin. Honor and Love fight to dominate each other, and we do not know which one will end up on top as these two alpha males war for supremacy. https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/832480

THE POMPEIIAN HORSE

Two men re-encounter ten years after Fate put the life of one in the hands of the other. Now they are older and wiser, but that doesn’t mean they can be together. Life in Ancient Rome is not easy, especially in Pompeii and if you are on opposite ends of the social ladder. Roman Centurion and ex-gladiator will fight: to accept their love, to save their lives, to have a future together. https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/644214

[ramrodd]

Is it PAULianity or Christianity?!? (feat Robyn Faith Walsh)

COMMENTARY:

Here's my prblem with your smug little libertarian logical defense of Bart Ehrman's time travel thesis of Mark being derivaive of Pauline Theology, You guys have excellent command of your subject but your conclusions are distrted by the critical historical method of Post Modern  Historical Deconstruction, You left out Tertullian, Book V< OF HIS Apology supports my thesis that Pilate composed an urgent signals communictaion regarding the Tidings of Foy of th Talking Cross to Tiberius, wo was sufficiently motivated to propose Jesus of Nazareth, The crist, to the Roman Panthenon but was rejected by a spirteful Senate for reasons haveing to do with the brutal exection aof Sejanus on the steps of th Senate for running a Project 2025 to eventually conduct a January 6, but TIberius got wind of it and he flushed his popularity polls down the drain for ever, This is why the astronomy reveling that 33 CE sas the date of  Mark 15:1 - 16:8, Christiasn were immediately hated because it was Tiberius idea to mke Jesus a legal God. Because of th Talking Cross. When you reject Hegel, you reject the epistemology of Jesus and the the scriptures, genearally, The Kroan and the Gospel of Thomas are gnostic and are joined, numerologically, to each other by their 114 elements. Sura 74:30 "Above it is nineteen" is validation of the divine origin of the Kroan, This sura presents the clearst porrait of the mind of God in literatue, Nineteen is the Alpha and Omega of Genesis 1:1, which is to say, say The Kingdom of God as distinct from The World containing the Garden of Eden contained in the universe of Genesis 15:5. Mohammad's "Allah' is Genesis 1:2 Elohim the Demiurge refered to in the Torah as the Spirit of God that moves above the waters. Gnositic was to contol this supernatial phenomena. Gnostics are Sorcceres in dofferent cultures. I'm inclinded to believe that the Italian super yacht was sunk by a malevolent gnostic operator. But that's another story, If you re-orient your scholarship around the premis that Pilate's euangelion is the fist written record of Resurrection as it produced the Talking Cross and all the Roman soldiers as they heard of the evnts of that particual Jewish holiday where they kill all the little lambs were justified by faith like Abram in Gensis 15:6. The only reason somebody like me didn't stumble over this was because it was in the best interest of the Roman Christian soldierrs to keep it on the down low, given hos Roman society had received the prospects of Christians in the mix of their successful secular humanism. As Richard Kauckham demonstrated, The Gospel of Mark is as close to being a photographic record literatue can produce with out a camera. Or the Shroud of Turin,

[throughthegateways]

The Gran Republic of Azulvista

The Gran Republic of Azulvista (or GRA) are undeniably one of my favourite worldbuilding projects and 'characters' that I've ever written. They're an exploration of extreme late-stage capitalism, a dystopic villain with good publicity, a re-imagining of the excess of the Roman Republic, and a mashup of influences ranging from Sid Meier's Alpha Centurai's Spartan Federation to Franco's Spain to GATTACA. Originating back in G1 as the Gran Republic of Matuvista (still kicking myself over that one) the core of the nation has remained pretty consistent. They're certified bad news, but not overtly so. A nation that prides itself on being morally and culturally superior as they maintain a caste system headed by a hyper-militarised group of nobles convinced they're the knights of old born anew. You can find the proper nation sheet over on the Guild, here.

[nighttimepixels]

Night!!! I have a most important question!!!! So, Scarlet and Crimson know Spanish right? Do any of the other skeleladies know other languages too??

Ohoho, it has been asked at last!! ✧(ô▿ô )

The answer is a resounding yes.

Each of the Lilytale sister pairs are trilingual, but in different languages for the third!

Here’s the breakdown! All the ladies speak English, Sign Language (for simplicity’s sake I’m saying American Sign Language, but in-canon it’d be a monster dialect), and:

Serif & Vellum: Italian

Sapphire & Amber: French

Crimson & Scarlet: Spanish

Pepper & Cinnamon: Old Norse

Blade & Twist: German

Glyph: Japanese (and she can read most chinese characters)

and Alpha is an exception: the first extra language she knew/learned was Russian, but being AI, she can speak/read any language that is documented online.

They’ve also all taken interest in each other’s language, + then some, so all the girls speak at least a little of one another’s languages, and have expanded a bit beyond there per their tastes & as time allows~!

[bijoumikhawal]

RE: my assertions regarding the Jem'hadar origins, these are all quotes from the alpha canon wiki

"Wolfe was even aware of some backstory explaining what had happened to the Jem'Hadar prior to this. "I think we all agreed that the Jem'Hadar were originally like the Mongols," he remembered. "They were some incredibly nasty, conquering subculture on a world of their own, but without all the genetic engineering; they didn't grow up in three days and all that stuff. The Founders got a hold of them and said, 'We'll make you the ultimate killing machines, what do you think?' And they said 'YEAH!' They just volunteered."" The word Mongol is basically a flashing warning light to me that someone is racist at this point; this is a really disgusting and over simplistic view of Mongolians at any point in their history.

"The Jem'Hadar's strong sense of loyalty was based on historical examples. "We used the model of the Roman legionnaire. We also thought about the British soldiers in India, who were really just doing it for the Empire or the U.S. Green Berets. That was sort of our model," recalled Robert Wolfe. "We wanted to go for something we hadn't seen before in Star Trek, which was the consummate professional soldier."" To clarify this is not what I mean when I say they used some inspiration from Indian soldiers, I'm including it for completion.

"Another way the writers tried to differentiate the Jem'Hadar from most of the other major races in Star Trek was by deciding to make them drug addicts. The writers did so primarily to demonstrate that the Jem'Hadar were fundamentally violent and were only obedient to the Founders. (Star Trek: The Magazine Volume 1, Issue 13, p. 58) Ira Steven Behr remembered, "From the very beginning, when we first sat around and talked about the Jem'Hadar – even before we had a name for them – we talked about them being mercenary drug addicts." (Cinefantastique, Vol. 27, No. 4/5, p. 95) Behr continued, "We came to view them as junkies. We came to view them as slaves, as people who were almost not worthy of a name because there wasn't much personality difference between them." Consequently, Behr believed the Jem'Hadar were more like the Borg than the Klingons. He commented, "They were stripped of their humanity. Not because they were machines, but because the drug was their raison d'etre."" I don't like bioessentialism and this is a disgustingly unsympathetic view of enslaved persons.

"Whereas the typical science fiction attitude would have been to make the Jem'Hadar much less aggressive and no longer villainous or loyal to the Dominion if their addiction was broken, the DS9 creative team opted for a more unusual idea. "What we wanted to say was: 'If you break them of the addiction to the white, then you take away what little control anyone has over them, and they'll do what they always wanted to do, which is run around and kill everybody they can get to.' I'm not entirely sure that's just because of the genetic engineering," Wolfe mused. "I think the loyalty to the Founders was probably programmed in there, but I suspect they'd be difficult to reason with in any case."" Again: I don't like bioessentialism being treated as fact, especially not when applied to a fictional group that's racialized as nonwhite in multiple ways.

 ""We [the DS9 writing staff] named the Jem'Hadar together. We sat there with a 'Roget's Thesaurus' and looked under soldier. Jem'Hadar is a rank in the Indian army; it's first lieutenant or something like that." (Star Trek: The Magazine Volume 1, Issue 13, p. 57) In fact, the name of this species comes from Jemadar, an Urdu term for armed officials of the zamindars (lords) later adopted by the British as a military rank." This is what I mean when I mention the Indian soldier thing: I'm not a military history person nor am I especially well versed in Indian military history specifically, but Jemadar/Jamadar to my knowledge was not held by British officers, it was a rank for Indian soldiers before, during, and a little bit after British Imperial rule.

Anyway I'm going to remember the content but try to once more forget the specific wording of these quotes like I did last time, and leave you with this final gem and invitation to join my campaign to ban white people from writing Star Trek:

"Fellow writing staffer Peter Allan Fields disapproved of the name, commenting it "sounds like 'mah-jongg,' or some kind of card game!""

[dewi205]

Nico in an ABO AU

I think Nico would be an Omega but due to his harsh lifestyle his scent would drive people(/rapists) away from him. His body adapted to that because before the war with Kronos he lived on the streets. He wouldn’t act like an Omega either, he would act like an feral Alpha, sometimes people think his Princely Commander Voice is actually his Alpha Voice. He uses that voice in tandem with his temperature manipulation to make is seem more powerful. However, His Omega physique makes him really flexible so he incorporates a lot of acrobatics in his fights. He has a signature move that makes him look like he is dancing and if fighting something with blood the blood forms a spider lily from a distance. He also uses smaller weapons like small Stygian iron sharpened hairpin (Japanese), stiletto daggers (Italian), and throwing knives (Roman), etc. In the 1930’s people saw male Omegas as wh*res so that’s another reason why Nico’s scent and designation is so well hidden.

When someone earns Nico’s trust his scent turns into a asphodel honey, pomegranate, bitter caramel affogato. The only person that can smell his scent are the people he trusts so his scent changes back to the unpleasant one when they’re in public.

When Jason first smelled Nico’s scent on the Argo he commented on how Nico smells good at the breakfast at table. Nico has never been more scandalized by his body betraying him by showing affection. He blushed so hard he shadow traveled away to the mast.

Percy has never smelled Nico’s scent before since he presented after Bianca’s death. Due to Nico’s conflicting emotions he would smell neutral to Percy but rotten to Annabeth. Nico may have a crush on Percy but Nico wouldn’t trust him. Both Annabeth and Percy disagree on whether Nico is an Alpha or a Beta.

Hazel and the Gods know he’s an Omega. Reyna realized during their Athena Parthenos journey. Jason realized after Cupid (it was one of the things Cupid revealed). Will knew the moment Nico thought of THE Percy and Thalia conversation about Apollo being hot. He was literally smacked in the face with the scent. He definitely flinched. He touches Nico a lot because he thinks Nico needs to be properly scented. Nico would be scented except Gods and Titans don’t have second genders. Persephone, Hades, Hypnos, Thanatos, Bob, etc. would scent him if they had second genders.

Betas: Hazel, Piper, Bianca, Thalia

Alpha: Percy, Jason, Reyna, Will, Annabeth, Frank

Omega: Nico, Leo

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RE-INTRODUCING: COOP HARRIS

Full Name: Cooper Nolan Harris

Birthdate: October 5th, 1999

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Brown

Species: Werewolf, Beta (by birth)

Family: Sadie Harris, née Franks (Mother), Roman Harris (Father, deceased), Daphne Winstead, neé Harris (Older Adoptive Sister), Gavin Harris (Younger Brother), Pippa Winstead (Niece)

Love Interest: Riley Parrish

Friends: Marlow Stilinski, Nixie Baker, Bear Wallace, Tilly Cole, Oz Baker, Nina Simms, Mason Hewitt, Corey Bryant, Scott McCall, Malia Tate, Kira Yukimura, Lydia Martin

Likes: Graphic novels, creative writing, weed, ‘90s R&B, and sports

Dislikes: Sadness, Gerard, Monroe, restrictive clothing, keeping secrets, hate, very intense people

Phobias: Darkness, butterflies

Style: Very much stoner chic, downright refuses to wear anything restricting and fusses whenever his mom makes him wear suits to fancy events, hair is often kind of wild

Speech: American accent, no specific region as his family traveled a lot, very soft voice, slow speech sometimes

Physical Quirks/Scars: Eyes glow yellow in werewolf mode, then blue, gains the ability to turn into a full-on wolf after his father is killed

Personality: Kind, calm, funny, generous, family-oriented, outspoken, always helpful, great listener, kinda dumb but he tries his best, comes up with a smart plan once in a blue moon and saves the day

Background: Born in Los Angeles to a werewolf father and human mother, Coop’s parents started moving around just when he entered the first grade. He never got to stay anywhere for too long, his parents often packing up and moving a year after they got to the current place. He never made any friends, at least none that stuck. Instead, he eventually turned to music and special herbs to pass the time. It was a lonely life for a while, never staying anywhere long enough to plant roots. Mere months before his Senior year of High School was meant to start, Gerard Argent and his hunters invade the Harris family farm, killing the patriarch and leaving everyone else without protection. Suddenly, Coop is forced to do something he had never wanted to in order to save his niece - kill. Gaining the power of his father and becoming the Alpha of the family, a barely eighteen-year-old Coop has to convince his grief-stricken mother to follow the contingency plan that his father had left behind. With the help of a family friend, Coop, his mother Sadie, his older sister Daphne and niece Pippa, and his younger brother Gavin relocate to a town called Beacon Hills. Things are supposed to be quiet here. Coop is never supposed to be in a position where he was to pull rank with his unwanted Alpha status. Things seem alright at first. What with Daphne and Pippa integrating well, his mother finding footing with their new farm, Gavin finally adjusting to his new normal, and even Coop quickly coming to terms with his new situation with the help of new friends and a girlfriend he’s sure he’ll never lose. But then Gerard Argent steps back into the picture. Coop doesn’t want to harm people, much less kill them, but these hunters won’t shy away from killing anyone, even kids, so for the second time in his life, he has to put down his pacifist tendencies and try his best to protect the ones he loves most.

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A/N: I'm officially obsessed with Wolf Bride and what does one do when she's obsessed with a certain book? She writes an AU about it! 😁 So, Talley Ho! *in my Sherlock Holmes voice*

Rated: Explicit. | Contains sexual content and strong language. (You know? The usual from me. 😁) | Bolded and/or italicized words are conversations and thoughts of the characters. | Main Characters: Roman (LI) and Naia Evans (MC) | All Characters and names: (except MC and original characters created by me) are property of Pixelberry.

Current Word Count: 5,063 words. (more or less. I stop counting after editing and re-editing. 🤷🏾‍♀️)

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Not even gonna lie. This took me for forever to write. We're talking months. It literally stressed me out to the point I had to put myself on a mini-sabbatical. Because I couldn't focus or concentrate. But this part of it is finished. And it's intense. Skeletons will be revealed. Secrets unearthed. It’s not gonna be pretty. This is part one of probably one of the most angsty pieces I’ve ever written. Buckle up! It's gonna be a roller coaster.

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Chapter 27.) Sins Of The Father.

“thou shalt not bow down thyself unto them, nor serve them: for I the Lord thy God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate me.”-KJVAAE

“You shall not bow down to them or serve them; for I the Lord your God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers on the children to the third and fourth generation of those who hate me,”-ESV

‭‭Deuteronomy‬ ‭5:9‬

After watching Roman have a standoff with her parents, Naia was even more determined to find out what made her mother leave home. And one of the first ways to do that was for her to get her hands on the diary Laurie had. Naia knew she was taking a risk but she had to know the truth.

The next morning while her mother went to visit Joey at home and her dad went to meet with the realtor and contractor, Naia decided that was as good a time as ever to sneak a peek at her mom's old diary. She grabbed the diary from off the dresser and took it back to her room to read it quietly.

Naia steeled herself for whatever ugly secrets about her mother that she was about to uncover. She opened the diary to a random page her mother wrote about her father. This page was about the night they met.

“So there I was, going about my business when he pulled up and smiled at me. His name is Shane. He's cute. I hope I see him again.”

Naia skipped some more to another page. This one was about Xander.

“Xander is my Alpha. But he's also a mentor. I am his apprentice. He expects the best of me. That is what I will give him. I will be better. I will be stronger. I will be faster. I will be more alert. I will be my absolute best.”

The more Naia read the more tame the diary was. Nothing really stood out, until she got to a page that showed when she started Wolfbane.

“Had my first shot today. I still don’t understand why I have to take them but if my Alpha commands it, I will obey.”

As Naia continued to read, she found out when her mother first knew when she fell in love with Xander and eventually her father.

“I know it's stupid. But Xander is amazing. The way he runs The Pack is flawless. And the look he always gives me always gives me butterflies. I know that he would never choose me because he already has a mate. And I've tried to hide it the best way that I could but I can't help it or how I feel. I love him. I'm in love with him.”

“Yikes!” Naia thought to herself as she read that entry.

As she read the chapter her mother wrote about her father Naia felt something that was close to nauseated.

“What can I say about Shane? I love his smile! And when he smiles at me, I want to melt.  And I know I should stay away from him but Shane shows me the type of love that I can't and never will get from Xander. He's sweet. He's patient. He's kind. And when he kisses me I feel like the only girl in the world. I think I love him. I know I'm in love with him. Even though I shouldn't be. Xander would never allow us to be together. But I can't leave him alone.”

“That was gross! Oh My God! So gross! I shouldn't have read ANY of that.” Naia thought to herself.

Just then she heard a car door shut. Her parents were home. And if they found out that she had read her mother's old diary, she'd be in trouble. Naia had just put her mother's old diary back on the dresser and came out of the guest room when her parents came through the door.

“Hi mama! Hi daddy! You’re back already!”

Shane and Laurie looked at each other then looked at her.

“What have you been doing?”

“Nothing.”

Naia answered the question far too quickly for her parents. And she knew it by the way her mother rolled her eyes. And her father groaned.

“When are you going to learn to stop lying to us, girl?”

Naia bit her bottom lip.

“I…wasn’t…lying?”

Laurie cocked an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

“That's a question, not a definitive answer.”

“Naia…”

“I promise daddy, I wasn't doing anything!”

“Then why do you look like Sylvester after he finally ate Tweety?” Laurie asked.

Naia didn't know what to say to that.

“Look baby, whatever it is you were doing I hope you had a good reason for doing it.” Shane said to her.

“Oh I definitely did.”

Meanwhile at the Den, Roman was having his own dilemma. He had been thinking about everything Laurie had said to him and after talking with Trent, he'd even considered that she may have been right. But he wouldn't know for sure until he looked in his parent's room. He hadn't been in the room since his mother passed away. It was too painful for him. But if he was to get to the bottom of Laurie’s claims he knew what he had to do.

He lit the candles on the wall and looked around the room. His father's scent lingered even after his death. As did the scent of his mother. He sat down on the bed they shared and began to miss them both. Especially her. She was everything to him. And to return to the room she shared with his father. It generated feelings in him in ways he never thought possible.

As he looked around the room, he saw the chest that Laurie mentioned. The more he looked at it, the more his curiosity and apprehension warred with each other. He wanted to know but he didn't want to disrespect the memory or the man who was his father. But he couldn't let the nagging feeling of what if go.

He stood up from the bed then walked over to the large chest. He ran a hand over it and could feel his father. After pausing for a moment to take a deep breath, he opened the chest. And Roman could hardly believe what he found. This chest was filled with paperwork, tapes, charts, and other documents that he didn't understand. He couldn't believe his father kept things like this. They were human. They were things Xander had forbidden others from keeping in the den. As he dug deeper in the chest, he came upon an envelope that was addressed to him.

He opened the envelope and read the letter inside.

It was from his mother.

My son.

If you have found this letter then that means Laurie has finally returned. And it is now time for you to know the truth. Call on Noemi and have the tribunal that Laurie was denied. The truth must be told. You must know everything that happened. I can only hope that you don't love me any less for what it is you discover.

I love you.

Mom.

Roman set the letter down on the bed and took a shuddering breath. It had been years since he’d seen his mother's handwriting. But more so, he needed to know what she meant. As he went back through the paperwork he found he kept coming across the words Operation: Wolfbane. That name stuck out to him because of what Laurie and Trent had told him. He knew somehow it all had to be connected but he didn’t know how. But he was determined to find out.

With his mother's letter in hand, he left his parent's room and went to speak with Noemi. He found her meditating in her room. When she opened her eyes to him, he was bowing at her feet.

“Honored Speaker, I must speak with you.”

“Hello, my child. Is there a truth you seek?”

“Yes, honored one. What does this mean?” He asked as he showed her the letter from his mother.

Noemi looked at the letter in his hands and sighed heavily.

“It means that you are ready to learn the truth.”

Roman looked at her quizzically.

“What do you mean?”

Noemi looked at him calmly.

“It is time for you to know the lie your father told us all. Including your mother.”

Roman slowly sat down in front of her.

“Does this have to do with Laurie and her betraying my father?”

“Yes, my child. Because the truth is, she never betrayed him.”

Roman looked at her incredulously.

“What are you talking about?!”

Noemi gave him a rueful look.

“You went into your father's room and opened the chest. That chest holds the proof of all of your father's crimes.”

Roman took a shaky yet defiant breath.

“It can't be true. He would never!”

“I know this is hard and unfortunate but it is also true. Your father became obsessed with the legend of a Wolf Bride. And would stop at nothing to prove that there was one among us.”

Roman’s face fell and could feel his heart breaking.

“No! Mother! There must be a mistake!”

She looked at him sympathetically.

“No, my child. It is true.”

“But what does Naia’s mother have to do with this?”

“She's the one he chose to be a Wolf Bride. And when she fell in love with her mate, your father refused to let her go. It's why her mate shot him. He tried to take Naia away from them.”

Roman couldn't believe what he was hearing.

“But that is not where this all begins.”

“I'm not sure I understand, Honored Speaker.”

“Your mother bore a child before you. And your father had Laurie kill the child. Or so we all thought.”

Roman’s mouth dropped open.

Meanwhile, back at the house, Naia was determined to find out more about what caused her mother to leave. And the only way to do that was to get her hands on her mom's old diary. She crept into her parents room as quietly as she could, and when she looked on the dresser where the diary was, it wasn’t there.

“Can I help you?”

Naia froze before turning around to see her mother standing behind her holding the diary.

“Mom!”

“Looking for something?”

“Ummm…”

Laurie shook her head.

“How long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough.”

“Why didn’t I hear you?”

Laurie scoffed.

“I was trained by the greatest predator alive. If I ever dared to give my position away he’d have my head.”

“So it’s instinct?”

“Yes. Now answer my question. What are you looking for? And don’t even bother lying to me.”

“I was looking for your old diary?”

“That’s a question. Not an answer.”

“It’s the truth.”

“You will not let this go will you?”

“I can’t mama.”

“Even if it winds up hurting me or worse getting me killed?”

Naia stared at her mother.

“What are you talking about?”

“Whatever it is you’re looking for isn’t in the diary. The only way you’re gonna know is if I tell you everything.”

Naia swallowed then squared her shoulders.

“Tell me everything mom.”

Laurie took a deep breath.

“Have a seat. There’s no use in me keeping it to myself anymore.”

Naia sat down on the bed and was joined by her mother.

“Mama what could you have done that could possibly get you killed?”

“As I told you, Delia had a child two years before your Alpha was born.”

“You said that Xander wanted you to kill the child but you didn't.”

“I couldn't. But Xander didn't know that. He thought I killed the child. Because that's what I told him.”

“What really happened?”

“When Delia got pregnant with their child, many were overjoyed. No one more than Xander. He would finally have a pup to carry on his legacy of leading the Pack. Like his father did with him.”

“I'm not seeing a reason why he would want you to kill his child.”

“You have to understand werewolf pups and birth. Any pup born wrong as they put it is of no use to the Pack.”

“What do you mean born wrong?”

“If a pup is born on a full moon they're born Primal. They normally don't survive.”

“I don't understand.”

“The night Delia’s son was born there was a full moon in the sky. She started to have complications. She barely made it to the hospital. And when she did, she had to give birth right then and there to save the child’s life. That's when we all found out it was a boy.”

“That's good, right?”

“You would think so. But the problem began when Xander found out she'd given birth. He went to the hospital to see her, and when he saw the baby he instantly rejected him.”

“What?! Why?!”

“Because the baby was born blind.”

“Oh my God!”

“As I said, any child born wrong is of no use according to Pack Law. And there's nothing that a blind werewolf can do for its Pack.”

“That's cruel.”

“Yeah, I know. But Pack Law is the law. When Xander told Delia that the child was to be put to death, she told him no. And that is something you never do.”

“I'm proud of her. She should have told him no.”

“I wish she had said yes. It would have saved me a whole bunch of trouble.”

“What do you mean?”

“When she told him no, he balked at her. They argued from what I was told, but ultimately he told her that she had a week to say goodbye to the baby.”

“How could he be so heartless?”

Laurie shrugged. Clearly uncomfortable.

“How did you wind up with their son?”

Laurie swallowed the lump in her throat.

“All Wolf kin mates usually keep places in town. Delia was no different. She had a small apartment. She had to have one for her job as a teacher. She was coming home from the baby's first doctor's appointment when she ran into Xander, Waylon and Benson.”

“That doesn’t sound good.”

“From what I was told, it wasn’t. They argued over the child and it got real ugly real fast. According to what I was told since she couldn’t make a decision he would make it for her.”

“What did he do?”

“He took the baby from her and she tried to fight. But, Xander was not only her mate and Alpha but that day he had help. Benny and Waylon held her back as he walked off with the baby. From what I know, she screamed, cried, and begged him to reconsider because that was their child. That baby deserved love and care. But Xander would not hear a word she said. All he told her was that she had better be back at the den when he returned. And if she wasn't there would be consequences.”

Naia sat there in shock. She didn't know what to think.

“My God. How could he?”

Laurie let out a rueful chuckle.

“I think you're underestimating the power of an Alpha.”

“But Roman would never!”

“That's because he doesn't have any pups. And I plan on keeping it that way.”

“Is that why you don't want me anywhere near him?”

“Yes. The Alpha’s job isn't just about protecting and guiding the Pack. It's also about furthering its line. Your Alpha chose you for a reason. The same reason his father chose me.”

Naia took notice of the crack in Laurie’s voice.

“But I don't understand how you got mixed up in all of this.”

Laurie took a shaky breath.

“When Xander took the child he went into the woods. And he was gonna kill the child himself but instead, he decided that it would be my task to kill the baby.”

Naia held her mother's hand.

“I was sitting at home writing in my diary when Xander showed up with the baby in his arms. I didn't know what to do. I asked him why he was here, and that's when he placed the baby in my arms and told me that he was giving me a task. And my task was simple, I was to kill that baby. And then he said that if I wanted to truly have a place in the Pack at his side, I would do as he commanded of me.”

“Mama…why didn't you tell anyone?”

“I did. Once I brought the baby into the house, I laid him down on the couch and I called Joey crying over the phone and begged her to come over because I needed help.”

“What happened?”

“Joey showed up and I explained everything to her. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't keep the baby with me. Xander would've had my head.”

“What did you do?”

“We knew that we couldn't keep the baby in town so we made a plan to get the baby out of town. Joey was going to her aunt's wedding in Morganton and I would go with her and her mom. It was the only way we had to get the baby out without Xander knowing.”

“How old were you?”

“16. Imagine being that young and terrified.”

Naia shook her head sadly.

“I went to the den and told Xander that I was leaving to go to Morganton and that I would be back that Sunday. I even promised to bring him back these triple chocolate cookies that he loved so much. Even though they always made him sick.”

“And he bought it?”

“Yup. But not before asking me if I had completed my task.”

“What did you tell him?”

“I lied and said yes.”

“What else happened?”

“When I got home Z was there and was asking questions about the baby and I told him.”

“What did he say?”

Laurie scoffed.

“He threatened to tell Xander. But I told him that he owed me for always saving his ass and that if I meant anything to him, he'd keep his trap shut.”

Naia nodded slowly.

“I met Joey and her mother at the bus station and we left after that.”

“What did you do with the baby?”

“The whole bus ride there we were scared that he should shift but he didn't. He just fussed in my arms.”

“And what happened when you got to Morganton?”

“When we got there we dropped the baby off in a basket outside of a fire station.”

“And you never saw the baby after that?”

Laurie shook her head no.

“We dropped the baby off and never looked back.”

Naia looked at her mother in a whole new light.

“I can't believe he made you do that.”

Laurie shook her head.

“I could've said no. I should've. But he had this look of menace that terrified me. Besides, disobeying my Alpha could've ended badly for me or worse meant my death.”

“How long have you been carrying this around?”

“37 years. I'm not proud of it. But I did what I had to do to save that baby’s life.”

Naia hugged her mother. She finally understood.

“Did Xander ever find out?”

“I don’t know. I doubt it. Joey, her mother, and Zane all swore to secrecy. For the good of us all, we couldn't let anyone find out. Not even Delia.”

“You didn't tell her?!”

“Not until after Xander was dead.”

“What do you mean?”

“She came to see after he died. She wanted to know what happened to her son. And I told her everything. I told her and Noemi.”

“Do you think Roman knows?”

“No. He couldn't know at least not at that time. Because if I had come forward, he would've never been able to be Alpha. The Elders would've wanted to find his brother and make him Alpha. And that wouldn't have been fair to him. So Delia asked me to stay away. She said that I owed it to her. And when her son was named Alpha she would make sure that he knew the truth and that he would set this right.”

“Then why didn't she do that?”

“She died before she could tell him the truth. Zane called me out of the blue and told me that she had died and wouldn't be safe for me to come home. Because your Alpha wouldn't listen to reason. What his father taught him and especially what he told the Pack was law. And I'd be dead if I ever showed my face here.”

“But Mommy if you just talked to him, I'm sure he'd understand–”

Naia was cut off by a shout from her father coming from outside.

“What was that?”

Laurie had an uneasy look on her face.

“Whatever it is, it can't be good. Stay here!”

Laurie got up and went to investigate. When she got to the patio, she saw Shane with his gun pointed at two werewolves. It was Isobel and Barrett. They were in their Primal forms.

“Stay back!” Shane shouted at the advancing werewolves.

“Shane! Don't shoot!”

“Are you insane?! They just showed up demanding that you go with them!”

“They're not gonna hurt me.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Shane asked over his shoulder.

“Their Alpha sent them here.”

“So?”

Laurie looked at the werewolves in amusement.

“Why are you two here?”

Both shifted into human proportions.

“You have been summoned! Come!”

Laurie rolled her eyes.

“You could at least tell me why.”

“A tribunal is being convened.”

“Finally!” Laurie said in relief.

“Let's go!” Barrett commanded.

“Don't get your panties in a bunch I'm going.”

Shane lowered his gun, turned around, then looked at Laurie like she had lost all sense.

“No! You are NOT going anywhere!”

“I have to!”

“No!”

“This is the only way this will end!”

Shane let out an aggravated sigh.

“Fine! Then I'm going with you!”

Laurie turned to face her husband.

“No, you’re not!”

“You are not going by yourself!”

“Shane, listen to me! You go anywhere near the den and they'll kill you before you even have a chance to open your mouth!”

The look in Shane’s eyes broke her heart.

“Laurie, please! You can't go alone! What if they don't believe you?! What if their Alpha decides to…”

Shane's voice hitched as Laurie brought his face close to hers.

“Look at me. It'll take more than a bunch of pups puffing their chests out to kill me.”

Shane shook his head sadly.

“I made a promise to keep you safe.”

“I swear to you. I'll be safe.”

“Laurie I can't lose you! Not now.”

Laurie pulled her husband close as his voice broke.

“You won't lose me. I will always come back to you. I will always come home to you.”

That's when Naia spoke up from the doorway.

“I’ll go with her.”

Shane turned around.

“No! Absolutely not!”

“Daddy, Roman won't hurt me. And as long as I'm there, he won't hurt mom.”

“I don’t care! You aren't going!”

“Shane…she's right.”

Shane didn't want to admit it but they were right. And he knew it when he looked back at his wife.

“If I don't go with you, who's going to protect you and our daughter?”

“I will.”

They all turned to see Zane coming from the front of the house.

“I couldn't find my key so I thought I'd use the spare I had stashed away and I couldn't help but overhear.”

Shane's eyebrow twitched.

“You wouldn't protect your sister from that monster before!”

“I know that. And Shane, you have no idea how much I have regretted not doing so. But I'm hoping that she'll at least let me try to protect her now.”

When Laurie looked at Zane for the first time in years, she saw her brother.

“Please, squirt. That's all I ask.”

“Fine. You can come with us.”

Zane nodded.

“Thank you, Laurie.”

Shane closed his eyes, took a deep breath then let it out slowly. When he opened his eyes, Naia was right beside him. He wrapped his arms around her and Laurie and held them close.

“You two are the most important things in life to me. If I ever lost the two of you…you might as well kill me. Because I would never be able to go on.”

“We know baby.”

“We love you too daddy.”

Shane let them go before taking a menacing step to Zane with a look of fury in his eyes.

“You see them? How they go to that den is how they come back to me. If ANYTHING happens to them…I will kill you myself! Do you understand?!”

Zane nodded.

“Understood.”

“Good.”

Shane looked at Laurie and Naia one last time.

“Go. Before I change my mind.”

Laurie squeezed his hand before kissing him on his cheek.

“We’ll be back in no time.”

Laurie squared her shoulders then turned to the two werewolves.

“Let's go!”

“Follow us!” Isobel commanded.

Laurie rolled her eyes.

“No need! I know where I'm going.”

“How?”

Laurie threw Isobel a look over her shoulder.

“Follow the bond. Find the Alpha.”

Shane watched as she and the others disappeared into the woods. When he couldn't see them anymore, he looked to the setting sky and said a prayer.

“God please…protect my girls.”

Laurie led the group to a ceremonial grounds where Roman stood flanked by both Callum and Jett. With other members of the Pack gathered around.

“Well, well! If it ain't my favorite pup!”

Roman’s eyebrow twitched slightly before he regained his composure.

“Let us proceed.”

Laurie took a deep breath as she entered in between the stones.

“I've been waiting years for this.”

Naia and Zane took their places outside the ring. Through their bond, she could feel Roman’s emotions warring within him. He squared his shoulders and addressed the crowd around him.

“The tribunal for one Laurie Roberts has been convened and will proceed.”

He then turned to Laurie who looked almost bored.

“You are bound by Pack Law and will answer for your transgressions. Do you understand?”

“Yeah. Yeah. I'm here because you all want to know what happened between me and Xander. I got it. Now can we move on?”

“You are accused of betraying your Alpha and the Pack. The penalty of which is death. Do you deny the accusations against you?”

Laurie rolls her eyes.

“I deny that the accusations are accurate, to begin with.”

“What proof do you have that these accusations are false?”

“Your father kept records of every time I was given Wolfbane. Every injection date. Every audio file. Every test report.”

Murmurs and whispers began to rise amongst the crowd, they were quickly silenced when Roman held up a hand.

“Are you accusing your Alpha of wrongdoing?”

“That's exactly what I'm doing.”

Laurie’s tone was both confident and calculated.

“Those are heavy accusations to levy against your Alpha, Laurie. Especially when you have no proof.”

Laurie took a deep breath then rolled up her sleeve to reveal old needle marks on her right forearm.

“They didn't hurt at first. Hell, I barely even registered getting them when they started. It wasn't until the doses of Wolfbane doubled that I started to feel them get worse and that they started leaving marks on my arms.”

“Why were you injected?”

“Wolfbane was a project and partnership between your father and Bernard Sayre. Bernie needed test subjects and Xander needed to know if the legend of the Wolf Bride was true. So they combined their efforts. And chose me as their test subject.”

Hearing her mother's confident tone crack broke Naia’s heart. She could feel how painful it was for her mother to relive it all. She wanted to throw her arms around her mother and hold her close.

“How do any of us know that you aren't lying to save your own skin?!” Jett asked Laurie.

“You forget your place pup. Only the Alpha can question me. And you obviously aren't the Alpha.”

Jett’s eyes narrowed at Laurie.

“She's right, Jett. It is my place to question her. Not yours.” Roman quipped.

“It is a waste of time! We all know the story of her and your father. He rejected her and she betrayed him and our Pack! He showed the wounds to the elders! She is guilty!”

Laurie crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.

“You see? She has no respect for our ways!”

“You are your father's son. Pig-headed and loud for no reason.”

“You know nothing of my father!”

“Oh please! You're all bark and no bite! That's how I know you’re Benny’s spitting image. Because that's all he was.”

Jett’s face twisted with fury.

“YOU DARE SPEAK OF MY FATHER THAT WAY?!”

“Jett! Restrain yourself!” Roman warned him.

But Jett was far too enraged to hear Roman’s command.

“I WILL END YOU TRAITOR!”

Laurie rolled her eyes.

“No, you won't pup. It's not your place.”

Jett shifted into his Primal form in front of Laurie who looked at him unimpressed.

“You're not going to hurt me.”

“YES…I…WILL!”

“Jett! Stand down!”

“You might want to listen to your Alpha pup.”

“YOU…WILL…PAY…WITH YOUR…LIFE!”

Jett took a menacing step towards Laurie who had her head cocked to the side with a smirk on her lips.

“Yup. You are every bit of Benny’s baby boy. Now, I believe your Alpha gave you a command. I suggest you follow it.”

“DIE…TRAITOR!”

“MOM!”

“Naia don't!”

Zane held Naia back as she tried to intervene. She watched helplessly as Jett reared his massive paw back ready to strike. But before he could strike Laurie a voice rang out.

“ENOUGH!”

Jett stopped mid-strike and looked around.

“WHAT…?!”

“I tried to warn you…” Laurie shrugged.

Just then Jett went flying backward. And when he landed on the ground he was human. When he looked up Laurie was surrounded by a thick fog that was swirling with Primal Magic.

“You really shouldn't have done that. You forget I'm under the Alpha’s protection pup.”

“But Roman does not–”

“Not him.”

As soon as those words left her mouth, the swirling fog behind her began to take the shape of a giant black werewolf.

“It can't be!” Zane said in total shock.

When Naia looked at Roman, he looked like he'd seen a ghost.

“Impossible!”

Laurie shrugged.

“Not really.”

Naia turned to her uncle who stood with his jaw dropped.

“Uncle Zane…what Is it? What's going on?”

Zane couldn't believe what he was seeing.

“Naia…that’s–”

Zane never got to finish his sentence. Because Laurie finished it for him.

“Hello, Xander. It's been a long time hasn't it?”

Everyone around was dead silent. For Xander had returned from the grave. The questions now were how and why had he returned?