His Reign (The Opeth Pack Saga Book 1) Read online

  He couldn’t fathom the idea of going back to a lonely existence. His body ached, his mind was tired. His heart knew what it wanted but it felt so guarded still. So on edge.

  So afraid.

  “If I send you away I’ll never see you again?” It wasn’t really a question.

  She nodded. “That’s right.”

  He couldn’t let that happen again. He was angry for so long because he’d left the ones he loved.

  “Why did you leave us?” Ilona took his hand in hers.

  He interlocked their fingers together with one hand. Reaching for Lukina’s hand, he took hold of her too. “I left because it was necessary. I needed distance and to not be bothered with pack bullshit. I didn’t feel I had a place there. I'm not an overly responsible person when it comes to others. I don't want to lead this pack into the depths of hell or promise them things I can't deliver on.”

  Lukina tugged his hair. “Then you could have told us that.”

  Could he? No, they were too young to fathom the weight put upon him by the stupid prophecy. No one had bothered to explain the full gamut of consequences either, now that power had clearly shifted with Kiba's demise. How could he look at them now and send them away? “No. You wouldn’t have understood.”

  Ilona twirled her fingers around his chest. “Yes, we would have. But you never tried, did you?”

  He shook his head.

  “Were you afraid of us loving you?” Ilona began glowing, a bright blue aura surrounding her. It felt cold at first, but quickly warmed up, flowing from her body to wherever her hand touched on his skin.

  The muscles in his neck relaxed, the weight pressing on his spine eased along with the pressure in his shoulders. Józsi let out a long, deep sigh. "I suppose…I suppose I was afraid of being loved when I couldn't love myself. You remember growing up with me, it was tough. Never..."

  Ilona set her free hand on his cheek. “It’s okay, szeretőm.”

  “I didn’t want to be Alpha. I didn’t want to hear about how much responsibility was involved. I wasn’t ready for it. I’m still not ready for it. I’m supposed to lead the entire race of ours to this heaven? I don’t even know if it exists. I am not sure any of this is real or if it’s just a joke that the Elders taught us growing up.”

  “Kiba wasn’t either. And Gabor before him couldn’t handle it alone. And Istvan had both of his lovers help. Nobody is ready for that position. But they take it on because it is their duty, their pride. And something they love because they love our pack. You don’t truly hate us, do you?”

  He shook his head.

  Lukina’s mouth was dangerously close to his ear. “Ilona will always be your emotional guide, szeretőm. Let her be. Let her in.”

  “And Lukina will be your right hand, siding with you. Helping you. Guiding you in our new beginning. No one has to focus on prophecy or Paradise just yet. The pack is going to need structure and hierarchy. We're all going to have to learn to pull together out of a common goal of surviving so we can make lives for ourselves, rather than just existing. That's where we'll start, okay?”

  Ilona’s breath was a baby’s whisper against his other ear. His body hardened, cock throbbed. He sighed aloud. A new beginning and a chance at actually living, rather than existing sounded nice. Józsi looked at one woman, then the other, saw their matching expressions.

  It was now or never. Tell me what to do, so I don’t screw up.

  “We can go slow. The pack doesn’t have to know anything just yet. They’ll need time to readjust to not having to hide in fear of Kiba’s madness or being privy to bouts of the Lunar Flower disease. He’s been this way for a long while and those two girls you saved will most likely inherit part of the disease. Les already has some gift of the Flower Maiden, but nobody understands it. It’s better if we go slow, okay?”

  Józsi nodded.

  Ilona stroked his chest with a finger. “Love us, szeretőm? With all your heart the way we know you do?”

  Shivers went down his spine. His Hungarian was rusty, but he closed his eyes. Drawing in a breath, he said the only thing he could thing to say to both of them.

  “Szeretlek.” I love you both.

  THE END

  A Look at Raining Kisses (The Opeth Pack Saga 2)

  Katarina shows up on Nicholaus’s doorstep in Albuquerque, NM to bring him back to Hungary, in order rescue their third partner, Krystyna. His reticence is that he’ll be dragged back into pack politics and forced to use magic that frightens him. Upon rescuing her from the Turkish wolf pack leader, General Savas, Krystyna’s secret is revealed.

  Then the General comes after the Opeth Pack.

  Nicholaus is forced to use his magic and deal with the aftermath of his other lover’s secret, upon returning to Hungary to accept his place beside the new pack alpha while it’s revealed that a race of demigods known as Nobles are scheming to prevent the Opeth Pack from reaching Heaven.

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