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  “Well now boyo, as you know by now, I write books about tri-mates. I’ve become quite skilled at it. And of course, over time I dreamed up all sorts of fantasies and positions.

  So I decided that you both had to let me have my way as I have the most ideas in this area.”

  “An expert are you well who am I to argue with such logic, my only question is how soon can we start?” and he heard Lev chuckling beside him.

  Griff then felt Lev give his ass a stroke and a squeeze, “Why we planned on starting right away. We’ve had the wedding, had the feast, danced up a storm, and toasted our friends. So now we get to fuck like bunnies all night long.” Both his mates turned to give him a look.

  “Well maybe not like bunnies, it’s and expression people lighten up.” And they all burst into laughter.

  Shea had kept herself to one glass of sparkling apple cider, so she was feeling great and free of inhibitions, though not drunk enough to be unaware of what was going on. She wanted to remember this night forever.

  Shea began to walk towards the bedroom, “Now listen to me your hunkynesses I have plotted out some scenes in our love story. I’ll tell you what they are, and then you may both either agree or make some editorial changes.”

  “We’re all ears my sprite, tell us more,” said Griff.

  She started to undress as she spoke, “First we all need to take off our clothes, then we’re going to make a nice triangle on the bed. I’m going to take care of sucking Griff’s cock and Griff; you’re going to suck Lev’s. And Lev, you are going down on me. Keep the lube handy in case you want to go after a back-hole happy spot. Any editorial changes so far?” she asked. Since she had said nearly all of that with her dress over her head as she pulled it off, they quickly helped her and weren’t surprised to see her blush. Especially when she noticed that, her mates had gotten naked in record time, and she was still in her bra panties with a garter belt holding up her thigh-high stockings.

  “Oh baby, I like how you think. Now tell us more as we finish helping you undress.”

  Answered Lev as he went to his knees, he cupped one hand around her butt, and because she was so tiny, it didn’t take much to reach his fingers forward between her legs. With his other hand, he began unhooking her garters while kissing the skin just above the stockings.

  Not to be outdone, Griff released her bra and cupped her breasts while kissing the back of her neck and shoulders. “Go on baby, tell us what comes next.”

  Her breath hitched as they began touching her body. “Well, next we’re going to claim Griff. He and I are going to sixty-nine on the bed with him over me on his hands and knees. And while I’m taking him from underneath, Lev’s is going to take him from behind.” She couldn’t stop her moan from pouring forth. Lev had taken off her panties, and both her mates had their fingers inside her, Lev from the back and Griff from the front.

  “Don’t stop now Shea, what comes next?” said Lev as he began removing her stalking with his free hand and his teeth.

  It took her a moment to gather her thoughts and remember what she was talking about.

  The sensations she was feeling were causing her to lose her train of thought. “Then, well then Lev is going to take me while Griff takes him from behind, Griff will be fucking both of us because his thrusts will be controlling Lev’s into me. So we will be claiming Lev. And finally, if we haven’t passed out yet, Griff is going to take his turn in my pussy while Lev takes my ass, and I’ll have my turn in the middle as my mates claim me.” She finished as she started to moan through a rolling orgasm brought on from her mate’s fingers.

  Griff spoke then, “That was our only editorial change baby. We’re both planning on reading all your books to get caught up on all your delicious ideas. For now, I’m ready for our triangle. Lev, where did you put the lube?”

  Shea nodded and then pulled her men to the position she described and grinned when she said, "By the book my loves."

  "Forever and always," her mates said, and then they got on with the lovin'.

  Chapter 26

  Roarke yelled in the phone to the human. "We had a deal, and you will damn well honor it."

  The human had enough gall to laugh at him and then reply. "That was before we knew about the other investors. We think that maybe you are over extending yourself. The board decided we were going to go in another direction."

  "There is no other direction for you." Roarke growled into the phone. The human knew exactly what he was and knew about his plans.

  His wolf perked up when he heard the human say, "Who are you? How did you get in here?"

  "That is a little reminder exactly who I am and the power I have. Now, I think maybe you would like to call you board again." He said smoothly and heard the panic in the human's voice as he agreed.

  His hired thugs had orders to make sure that he actually made that call and report back to him. Little glitches in the road were expected. Braden had never been able to deal with them. He sighed and leaned back in his chair.

  After yesterday's disastrous events, he knew the Council would know where he was. He didn't care; they would never get to him, he had the best wards money could buy around this building. Besides, he would welcome them to try to get to his prisoners or him.

  Many of the dumb asses he hired were stupid enough to pledge their life to protect his.

  Maybe he should make another phone call. He wanted them to know how much, he missed talking to them. It was rather boring being the head of a large company, when you had people to do everything for you; it took the fun out of life.

  I’m certain that they were going to be rallying the troops and trying to send people here, it was amusing. None of them knew the extent; he was willing to go to keep the magical world in the background. It would never work if the humans knew about them.

  Diavolo should have returned by now. He wondered where his new partner had gotten off too. Roarke grinned and wished he could see the look on the, 'oh so special Chosen'

  when they found out that their nightmares were going to become reality. His partner assured him that his kind would never agree to be associated with shifters of any kind.

  They were too interested in remaining in the dark so to speak. He laughed at his own joke.

  "Sir, there is someone who would like to see you." Trixi said into the intercom. He rolled his eyes; the woman had about outlived her usefulness. She was going to have to be replaced sooner or later. He really needed someone who could type as well as give head.

  "Who is it?" He snarled and could smell her fear coming from the outer office. But he couldn't sense anyone else, interesting, he thought and stood up. He was going to take a meeting he guessed.

  Epilogue

  Blaine woke from the vision with sweat on his forehead. It was crazy. It couldn’t be true. They had finally seated the entire New Council, and things were progressing. Part of the prophecy was complete, now they had to finish it.

  Quinn and the Alphas asked for a list to be made of all the magical creatures out there.

  Cami had been so excited because she was going to finally know if some of the mythical creatures she’d read about were real. When Griff had joined their Council, she had practically come unglued because he was an actual Gryphon, and that was nothing to her response to Shea.

  But this? He was not sure even Argus knew of the existence of these creatures. Blaine had heard the stories and had shrugged them off. Most of the stories had been told to him when he was a child of creatures who walked the night, took children from their beds, and fed off their blood. But it had only been stories.

  Blaine leaned over and shook his mates awake; they would have shared his dream. Kira sat up and smiled at him. "Yep, Cami is gonna freak."

  Dalton groaned and rolled over. "My grandfather used to try to scare me with stories about Vampires. Seriously, do you think they’re real?"

  "The visions are not wrong. We just have to figure out what they mean and who the girl was. She was definitely in trouble.
" Blaine said and rolled out of bed. "We are going to have to call a Council meeting for this one. I have no clue when they are going to be here, but we are going to have to be prepared."

  Dalton laughed. "Hey, did you notice that they did not burst into flames in the sun but could walk outside. I guess that part was not true huh."

  Kira laughed and hit her mate on the back of the head. "That was a book. This is real life, now go, and check on the babies. We have a long day ahead of us."

  Dalton groaned and fell back against the pillows; it was his turn to dress and bath the little ones. He loved it, as did Blaine, but he liked for Kira to think, she was getting a favor out of him.

  ***

  Tripp stood on his post and looked across the wide-open land that stood before him. He loved the place he lived. The mountains and the wide-open spaces, it was like the best of both worlds. Travel for ten minutes and he could run in the wilderness and then travel another few miles and back into civilization, then the flat lands.

  The sun was peaking over the east casting a red and purple hue over the mountains. It was amazing. Tripp sighed as he stepped back and looked around. He was going to have to take this shift more often; he liked the quietness that surrounded him. He had been upset about covering at first when one of his Enforcers had called in, now he was thinking he could get more work done in the middle of the night. His schedules were ready for Devon to look at, and he had already half way planned the training that needed to be done for the others.

  This was the first time he allowed himself to be thankful for the job he had received. At first, it was downright frightening to be responsible for the Enforcers of the Council Pack. But Devon had trained him himself, and he had felt honored for the promotion when Devon and Darien had become Council members. Gregg, Quin's other brother could have taken this job, but he had wanted to remain in Denver with the original Denver Pack. So Tripp had stepped forward and asked to be trained. He had fought his way to top Enforcer through dominance challenges as was customary.

  It had been a battle, but he had reveled in the fight. When he first took over his duties there had been an attack on the Council, a bomb set off by the Rogue leader and from there it went downhill. His first few months of Lead Enforcer were mixed with drama and babysitting. Babysitting is what he, and the other Enforcers described their duties when they had to guard the females of the Council. They were unruly.

  Tripp stepped back into the house they had set up for the Head Enforcers to live in until they met their mates. There were only five of them that lived here. Tripp was the leader, the other four each supervised an eight-hour shift, and He supervised them. His relief would be here soon, and then he would have a long day ahead of him before he would be able to hit the sack.

  He went over the checklist that was waiting for him and made sure everyone was where they were supposed to be. Each of the New Council members had their own homes now, and the Pack compound house was where the Alphas lived. It was huge. But the magical community that had come to live in their small little town had seemed to explode when Roarke had declared war on the Council Pack. They were training more Enforcers by the day to help protect the members of the Pack and surrounding area.

  His second stepped into the room, and he smiled. “Good Morning Deleon, your men have arrived. I saw a few of them getting together outside for their assignments. Here’s the schedule for the day.”

  "A Council meeting at one?” He said curiously.

  "That’s right; Blaine called it a few hours ago. Something must be going down." Tripp said and then stood up from the desk. "I’m going to get cleaned up and then go to the Pack house and work in the main security office. We have a lot of people applying for permission to come to Milliken, and we have to get them researched."

  Deleon nodded and took the papers from him.

  Tripp knew the work would get done. Now he needed a large cup of coffee, and some breakfast before his day got underway but first a shower to clean the grit from his eyes and refresh him before changing into clean clothes.

  He went into his private suite and looked around. Everything was nice and neat, just as he left it. Tripp had been in the Marines, it had instilled a certain amount of OCD in him when it came to keeping things in order. He sighed and pulled his clean black jeans from the drawer and a black shirt. It was his normal work attire, just like the rest of the Enforcers.

  When he stepped into his bathroom and looked in the mirror, he groaned. The scar from the last fight had still not healed all the way. When the New Council fought with the Rogues, he’d been injured. Roarke found a new way to fight, magically enhanced weapons. Though as a strong Werewolf shifter he had the amazing ability to heal, the weapons had been different. They were still trying to figure out the spell put on them to cause such damage that healed so slowly.

  Tripp had a scar from his right eye to the corner of his mouth. His friends said it made him look scary as hell; he hated the way that it made him seem mad all the time. His personality was not like that at all. Tripp grew up in a large loving home with his parents and his five brothers and sisters. If you were too serious in that home, you would have never survived. His oldest brother loved to play jokes on him and his siblings. Tripp smiled when he thought about what his brother was going to find when he woke up. Since he worked the night shift, it had been the perfect time to get back at his brother for the last joke he had played on him while he was in the hospital. Thank goodness, Darien caught the change in on the doctor’s testing order. He would not have been able to sit for a week; a proctologic exam would have been a very uncomfortable thing.

  To get back at him, last night Tripp had run to his brother’s home while he was on break and hotwired his new car and moved it to his parent's garage. Then taken a picture and went back and left a ransom note. His brother would hit the roof when he found his new Dodge Charger gone. Serves him right, he thought.

  Tripp pulled the strip of leather that bound his long hair from the back of his head and sighed. The thick black hair flowed around his shoulders; Tripp had been about ready to cut it back into its normal close 'high and tight' cut that he had been so used to in the military when he had been wounded. Now he used his hair to hide the scar on his face.

  Though the women seemed to like it, it showed he was a warrior, he thought it made his light-hearted personality not match his wild angry look.

  His natural olive complexion seemed almost too good to be true, and working in the sun had deepened his tone and so the traits he received from his Indian heritage stood out.

  His long straight nose and full lips had always a drawn the women. But it was his piercing grayish eyes that most of his prospective mates seem to love.

  Unfortunately, so far, he hadn’t found the one who would calm his wolf. He hoped that soon he would be able to settle down and provide his mother with the grand pups she demanded on a daily basis.

  Now completely nude he turned and stepped into the shower. For the last few days, his wolf had been restless, like it knew something was coming but not quite sure what it was. Tripp never questioned his wolf, and so he was planning on really looking at the applications that were piled on the desk today. Maybe his wolf had scented something from the papers that indicated something wrong. Or maybe he had scented his mate, either way he needed to stop messing around and get busy. The longer he took here the slower his day would be.

  Showering quickly, Tripp headed off to the Pack house to get breakfast. When he walked in the door, he could hear the rumble of voices already up and apparently in a heated discussion in the dining room. Most of the time he ate in the kitchen with the rest of the Enforcers, but for some reason, it sounded like there was a problem and his wolf insisted on moving toward the raised voices.

  "We don't know for sure yet. First, we have to talk to Tripp and Devon; they’ll run he checks for us." Quin said calmly.

  "But she’s a human, seeking shelter here. We need to make sure that she knows what we are. Betsy from the town
bed and breakfast said she’d shown up wearing nothing but a pair of sweat clothes that didn't fit her and her purse. She had to be desperate for help. Betsy said she insisted on speaking to someone from the Council." Cami said and sat back against the chair again her belly once again swollen in pregnancy.

  "I know mate, but we have to be careful and make sure she is on the up and up. What if we grant her sanctuary, and she’s a spy. No Tripp will take care of her interview, and then we’ll see what aid, she is in need of." Quin said firmly and looked at the doorway where he stood. "See, we can have Tripp over there now."

  Cami snorted and said. "Lucky guess babe Tripp, would you please come in and eat with us. We have a favor to discuss with you."

  Quin rolled his eyes and said. “Good Morning Tripp, please come in, I know you were scheduled to work in the office today, but we need you to go into town. There’s a woman who turned up last night in need. She refuses to speak to anyone but someone from the compound. You will have to talk to her, and see if she is telling the truth or not. She’s human but knows of our existence. She claims to have important information for us."

  Tripp sat down and smiled at the young female wolf that placed a plate in front of him.

  He nodded and looked at his Alpha's and said. "Of course I will. What shall I do with her if it checks out?"

  "Bring her to me.” Cami said firmly and rubbed her stomach. "I was a human once, I know how scary it can be for humans to find out the world is not what you thought it was, and she’s probably terrified too. I think we should applaud her courage for coming here rather than doubt her. Not everyone is out to kill us, you know." Cami said sarcastically and then looked at her mate and stuck out her tongue.

  Quin growled as Jaden walked into the room and laughed at them. "What have you done now my naughty little mate?” Jaden teased and bent to kiss both of his mates.

  Tripp watched with a smile. He wanted that. He wanted to have the comfort of a mate to come home to. He wondered again when he would find the woman who would make him complete.