Trio of Mates
Chapter 18

Devin:

“You didn’t answer the question, Goddess,” I say through gritted teeth. “Will she be ok?”

“You cannot change this part of the future, Gamma,” she warns. “If you do, you will not get your mate. She will reject you and Xander. You have to let her go through this for her to come and accept you.”

“Go through what?!” I scream into the Goddess’s face, spit flying from my mouth. Without realizing it, I am standing over her, my claws extended and my fangs descended.

“Peace, Devin,” the Goddess says, raising a calming hand towards me. Instantly, I sit, retracting my claws and my fangs. The boiling anger is still there, but it is in the background. “I know that this is hard to hear, but I need you to listen. Your mate will be beaten badly. She will fight admirably, but it will be several warriors against one. She will have no chance. But, her special ability from me is an even quicker than normal werewolf healing rate. And, like the smart woman that she is, she has kept it a secret. She will be able to get away from her captors and make it back to you safely. This, I promise.”

I’m still angry and petrified for my mate. “Will they…will they…” I can’t even get it out of my mouth. Tears stand in my eyes and it is hard to breathe

“No, Devin. They will not touch her in that way. She will…render several of them incapable of performing se*xually.”

I huff out a strangled laugh at that. Even though I don’t know her, my mate is already making me proud.

“You may tell Xander and your Alpha and Luna about what we’ve talked about, but no one else. Not even Brandon should know until the morning of his birthday. He has too much guilt to be a reliable secret keeper. His path in this, unless it is kept from him, is too hazy for me to see. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Goddess,” I say, bending my head in acknowledgement, submission, and fear for my mate.

“Thank you, my child,” she smiles softly. “And to prove that my favor lies with you and your pack, Xander’s mother will be healed on the same day that your mate arrives back in your arms. She has done me a great service in raising a worthy mate for you.”

“Thank you, my Goddess,” I say, tears streaming from my eyes.

Reaching out, the Goddess places a hand on my cheek. “My highly favored son, I wish that I could take these burdens from you and your mates. But I cannot. Not without jeopardizing everything that you are meant to become. Just know that I am always here for you.” The Goddess leans down and k!sses my forehead.

Warm sensations of peace and comfort fill me. I smile at her. “Thank you, Mother.” For that is what she felt like to me in that moment. I don’t know if I would ever refer to her in any other way from now on.

She smiles warmly at me and stands. “And now, I must go. I must get Lucille’s body back to bed.”

“Mother, do you want help?” I ask, moving to take her arm.

“No, sweet child. I have missed the feeling of my feet on the earth. The walk will do me good. Go back to your mate,” she says, shooing me away.

Before I turn away, I ask, “Mother…may I hug you?”

Her eyes immediately fill with tears. “I would love that, Devin.”

She holds her arms out to me and I hurry into her embrace. The scent of dewed grass and her gentle warmth fill me to my soul and I smile into her hair.

“I love you, Devin. You, your mates, and your Alpha, Luna, and Beta. Your lives are very precious to me. Don’t do anything stupid with them.”

I chuckle. “Yes, Mother. I love you, too.”

She slowly pulls away from the embrace and I let her go, even though I’m not ready.

The Goddess smiles at me and turns away, walking into the forest towards the Oracle’s house.

Tears are freely falling from my eyes as I watch the Goddess walk away. Once she is completely out of sight, I wipe my eyes. Taking a deep breath, I straighten my shoulders. Suddenly, I am completely exhausted. I head back to my room and my mate to sleep. Tomorrow is going to be one hell of a day.

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Brandon:

I woke up on Monday morning to the sun streaming in the windows. I was hot, but comfortable in a plush bed. There was a warm and comforting weight on both sides of me, but I was disoriented from having just woken up. I look around the unfamiliar room and realize that I wasn’t in my own room. Looking down, I see Zak snuggled into my chest. Charlie is cuddled into a pillow behind me, her legs tangled with ours.

Then it all comes back. My amazing night with the loves of my life. I’m so excited and happy and aaaahhhhh! I can’t help but pump my fist in the air and kick my feet a little.

“Mmmm,” Zak gr0ans against my chest. “Why are you moving around so early?”

“Sorry, Cupcake,” I say.

At that, Zak opens one eye to look at me. “Cupcake?” he says incredulously.

“No good? I’m trying out some nicknames. “What about Meatball? Honey Bear? Sugar Lips?”

“Really?” Zak says, leaning up to look at me. “What’s with all the food nicknames?”

“What? I love food! And I love you,” I say, k!ssing him on the lips.

“I love you, too,” Zak says. “But you’re a dork.”

“What?” I say. “You’re gonna get it for that!” I’m smiling uncontrollably and leaning into his face.

“Oh, yeah? And just how am I going to get it?” Zak says, smiling just as broadly.

“Like this,” I say, pouncing on him and tickling him.

Zak starts laughing heartily, trying to squirm away. I continue tickling him until I am smacked on the back with a pillow.

I turn to see Charlie covering her head with the pillow she just hit me with. Her voice is muffled as she says, “If you two don’t shut up, I’m going to kick your a*sses! It’s too early for this shit!”

Zak looks at me and stifles a laugh against my shoulder.

“Bathroom,” he whispers to me.

“I f*****g heard that!” Charlie says.

Biting my l*p to keep from laughing out loud, I roll off of Zak and the two of us hurry into the bathroom.

We close the door and fall over each other laughing for several minutes. Catching my breath, I struggle out, “I guess our Luna isn’t a morning person.”

“Definitely not,” Zak confirms, his arms snaking around me, laughter still bubbling from his lips.

As I stand to look into his face, I instantly sober. Zak’s eyes rake over my face and he presses himself into my body.

“What are you thinking?” I ask, putting my arms around his neck.

“That I love you.” Zak’s hand trails a slow path down my arm. “That you are incredibly se*xy.” He k!sses the underside of my jaw. “That I’m so lucky to have this time with you.” His thumb circles my n!pple, stiffening it to a peak. “And,” he says, nibbling on my ear, “that I want to f**k you again.”

“Damn, Cupcake,” I gr0an out. “You’re a f*****g stud. We had se*x four times last night and you’re ready to go again?”

He chuckles. “What can I say?” he asks innocently. But his movements aren’t so innocent as his hand travels to my stiffening c0ck. “You turn me on.” Zak’s hand starts to move along my c0ck in a slow stroke.

“Mmmm,” I m0an. “Goddess, that feels good.”

“Who’s f*****g who?” Zak asks, running his tongue down my neck.

“I want to f**k you,” I breathe out, squeezing his a*ss.

“Mmmm, hell, yes,” Zak whispers along my jaw. He pulls me into a k!ss, allowing me to dominate him with my tongue. Pulling away, he asks, “Shower or bath?”

“Bath,” I say, leaning down to svck on one of his n!pples. The m0an I get in response has my c0ck completely hard. Speaking into his chest, I say, “I want you to sit on my c0ck.” I envelope Zak’s n!pple with my mouth and svck.

“Shit,” he hisses. His hands run through my hair and down my back.

I straighten and walk to the tub. Turning on the tub, I test the water before holding out my hand to Zak. “You ready, Muffin?”

He rolls his eyes at me. “The food names are getting old.”

I chuckle, while stepping into the tub. “I’m just getting started, Porkchop.”

He flips me the finger before stepping into the tub.

I pull him to straddle me. “You’re an a*ss,” he says to me and turns off the water.

I laugh, then begin k!ssing along his neck. “Maybe,” I concede. “But this a*ss is about to pound your a*ss.” My hands knead and rub the muscles of his chest and back before working my way down to his a*ss.

“Goddess, you feel so good,” Zak m0ans.

I hum into his neck, then begin n!pping down his jawline. I k!ss and svck where I bit to ease the pain while my fingers begin probing his hole.

“Good. You’re still loose from last night,” I grunt.

Zak m0ans loudly as I begin to pump my fingers into him and svck on his n!pple.

“F**k, Brandon. Please put it in,” Zak asks.

“Put what in?” I ask, smirking into his chest.

“Please, Brandon. Please give it to me,” Zak starts to plead.

Under him, my c0ck jerks at the sound of his pleading. But he still hasn’t answered me. “What do you want me to do?” I ask. “You have to be specific. I don’t know what you want unless you tell me.”

“Please!” Zak begs.