Chapter 43
Ansley
A week ago, we left a smoldering crater where the Vatican once stood.
Since then, we’ve returned to Lucifer’s castle, where most of our focus has been on nursing Gabriel back to health.
He’s still weak, after centuries of torture at the hands of the Crimson Pope.
His wounds are too great for even Lucifer to heal him, but time will bring him back.
There are even some feathers visible on his wings after Morgan paid him a visit.
As Daisy walks out of Gabriel’s room, I ask her how the patient is doing.
“Getting hotter every day,” she says, a grin teasing the edge of her lips. “And I mean that in a good way.”
“You’re ridiculous,” I laugh.
“Lucifer won’t give me the time of day,” she sniffs, glancing back at the door. “But maybe Gabriel will. He’s been alone longer than your father.” She waggles her eyebrows up and down to make sure I get her point.
“You just want to date an angel? Any angel?” I ask, shaking my head.
“No.” The smile fades and she looks down. “I have to tell you something. I finally know what the blood transfusion did.”
“What? How?” My eyes widen in confusion.
“I had a vision, while you were gone. It scared the shit out of me at first, but then I remembered the ones you had,” she says apprehensively.
“A vision? Really?” I ask.
Daisy is immune to vampire bites, just like I am. Now she is having visions. My blood must have given her powers similar to mine. At least she doesn’t seem to have any ill-effects from drinking ancient vampire blood. I hope.
“Yeah. I saw myself with Joanna, but she wasn’t a baby anymore. She was… an Alpha she-wolf. The leader of a huge pack,” Daisy’s voice is subdued as she shares her vision. “And I was there, but… but none of you were. You were all gone, and I hadn’t aged a day.”
“The visions aren’t always accurate,” I reply. “I’ve had a few, and tried to make sense of them, but we were foolish to follow them like we did. We could have easily been killed.”
“Doesn’t change what I saw,” Daisy says. “I don’t age, Ansley. I asked Lucifer and he said your blood has likely made me immortal, just like the angels are. I can die, but it won’t be from old age… Or vampires, I guess.”
“Damn,” I say, tearing up a little. “But in your vision, you saw Joanna? She was an Alpha? You’re sure?”
“Positive. She was the biggest wolf there and highly respected. They all followed her, even her mates.”
“Mates? Plural?” I can’t stop my hand flying to my mouth.
“Guess it runs in the family,” Daisy laughs, but then it fades.
“But based on what I’ve heard from Lucifer, immortality isn’t a blessing.
I’m going to be very lonely, unless…” She glances back at Gabriel’s door.
“I don’t know. Maybe immortality isn’t the first thing I should look for in a guy, but it seems better than burying someone after loving them. ”
“Maybe,” I say, hugging my best friend. “No matter what, you’ll have us, as long as we’re on this Earth. Then Joanna. My other children. Their children. You’ll always have a pack, Daisy.”
“Pack bartender. Pack midwife,” Daisy sighs, then I hear a sniffle. “But being your best friend… your Mitra. Nothing will ever mean more than that.”
“You’ve still got one more title to add,” I say. “Now that we’re finally safe, there will be a wedding. You’re going to be my maid of honor.”
“First you don’t make them take you out on proper dates and now you’re just going to marry them?” she scolds playfully, then she grins. “I’m honored, Ansley. I’ll be happy to stand by your side.”
“Thank you, Daisy,” I say, taking a deep breath.
“Wait, does this mean Lucifer is going to walk you down the aisle!?” she asks.
“I… I hadn’t thought of it, but… maybe,” I reply, undoubtedly with a hopeful expression on my face.
It’s something most girls imagine. Their father walking them down the aisle on their wedding day. It was never an option for me, but, in the most unexpected way possible, now it is.
We hug and cry together over a future we never could have imagined in our wildest dreams just a few months ago.
Daisy is immortal. In some ways I wonder if saving her will turn out to have been a blessing or a curse.
But who really knows what the future holds?
I don’t, even if a vision shows me something.
All that matters is that we’re safe now, and together.
Like most nights, our evening turns into a celebration.
Even after a week, the thrill of battle hasn’t worn off.
We mourn the price of that victory and the Scions that fell, but the world is safe now.
There are no more Crimson Templars hunting us.
Our children will grow up in a world where they won’t know the kind of fear that sent the Scions into hiding.
They will never witness the abject terror I saw on the faces of my mighty and brave mates.
Once Joanna is settled in her crib, Lucifer has retired for the evening, and Daisy has gone to tend to Gabriel before she goes to bed, I walk into the bedroom with my mates.
My pack. The five men I will soon wed. Our future has never felt brighter, even if it is a future I could never have possibly envisioned. It’s perfect for us.
“Shouldn’t be much longer now, mate,” Hayden murmurs, nibbling at my neck.
“For what?” I ask, leaning against him as my other mates begin removing my clothes and theirs.
“Your next heat,” Remy growls. “And if it’s anything like the last one, you’ll have another wolf in your belly when it’s over.”
“So soon…?” I gasp and stop talking when Wyatt kneels between my legs and begins licking my clit.
“Now that we’ve tasted your scent when you’re heat, we can tell when it’s coming,” Jaxton rumbles, shedding his clothes. “It’s already so sweet we’re going to have to taste you before we fuck you every night.”
“I’ll never complain about that,” I moan, running a hand through Wyatt’s hair and grinding my pussy into his mouth.
Storm guides me to the bed. Wyatt’s tongue never leaves my clit. I sink into the mattress, my fingers digging into Wyatt’s scalp.
“Let him taste how sweet you are,” Hayden rumbles, watching as Wyatt’s gentle ministrations continue. “How close you are to going into heat.”
I whimper as Wyatt’s tongue circles my clit gently, with just enough pressure to make me writhe.
His tongue gets a little faster and then he moves lower, licking my entrance a few times before he pushes in.
My thighs tremble and Storm holds one leg while Remy holds the other, spreading me wide.
Just when I think it can’t get any better, Jaxton starts fondling my breasts and Hayden leans down, licking my clit while Wyatt’s tongue moves inside me.
“Hayden can’t even wait for Wyatt to finish,” Storm chuckles.
“Too fucking good,” Hayden mumbles, his voice vibrating into my core.
I ride Wyatt’s tongue until I can’t stand it anymore.
One tongue inside me, one furiously licking my clit, another mouth sucking on my tender nipple.
It’s way too intense. My hips buck as the orgasm sweeps through me.
Wyatt’s tongue keeps gently stroking the sensitive spot until the orgasm fades, then Hayden takes over, sliding between my thighs, his larger tongue spreading my folds before he plunges into my entrance.
“Mmmm, that feels so good,” I whisper.
Remy keeps a grip on my leg but leans down to lick my clit while Hayden is inside me. Once again, the combination is too intense, and it isn’t long until I’m gushing on Hayden’s tongue and he’s lapping at my nectar.
“I’ll never get enough that,” Hayden groans as he reluctantly pulls away, his face covered in my juices. “But if I keep licking you, I won’t get a chance to fuck you tonight.”
“No way I’ll let you get away with that,” I tease as Remy’s tongue enters me and Storm’s begins massaging my clit.
Remy’s tongue goes deeper. The way he licks me is like magic, like he’s trying to devour me from the inside out. I try to hold back, but I’m erupting with bliss in a matter of minutes, my walls fluttering on his tongue as he continues stroking me beautifully until my orgasm fades.
Then it’s Storm’s turn. He’s inside me seconds after Remy takes a step back. Jaxton doesn’t lean down to lick my clit like that others have done. He strokes his cock and rubs it against my lips, which forces me to taste the salty pre-cum as I open my eyes.
“We’re all licking you. Why don’t you suck on that until it’s my turn?” he chuckles, pushing his enormous cock into my mouth.
Sucking Jaxton’s cock is beyond a challenge.
He stretches my jaw, pins my tongue to the bottom of my mouth, and it’s all I can do to move my lips along his impressive girth.
It seems to be good enough for him. I hear grunts and growls of pleasure while he fucks my mouth, Storm’s tongue still moving inside me creating amazing friction.
All I get to taste is more pre-cum before Storm makes me climax and Jaxton removes his cock from my mouth. Jaxton moves between my legs, a hungry beast who is already trembling with excitement after feeling my lips on his shaft.
“Oh, Jaxton,” I groan as his tongue fills me.
Jaxton’s tongue moves fast, which is unusual for him. He’s hungry for what comes after more than he is for a taste of me. As soon as he feels the first flutter of an orgasm, he pulls away, rises up, and drives his dick into me before the orgasm even peaks.
“You may not be in heat yet, but I can already tell I’m going to knot,” Jaxton growls as he begins thrusting into me. “You might be pregnant with my baby when you wake up tomorrow.”
“Or mine,” Remy chuckles. “I’m next.”
“Whoever fathers the child, we’ll all love it,” Hayden says. “Just like all of you love Joanna.”
“Best thing that has ever happened to our pack,” Storm agrees. “After we found her mother, of course.”
“I don’t care if none of her children are ever mine,” Wyatt declares, his generous soul on display. “Just that our pack has a future.”
“It already does,” Jaxton chuckles. “But Joanna’s just the first, and it won’t be long until she has a brother or sister to play with.”
Jaxton slams into me with the roughness I’m used to with him. Hard, furious thrusts. Yanking my legs up over his shoulders so he can get in a few slaps to my ass. His grip is bruising, but I come so hard when he’s inside me that I see stars.
Then I feel his knot.
“I’m still coming, just like last time,” I moan, my walls fluttering on Jaxton’s engorged knot, barely able to move because of how tightly I’m stretched.
“Mm, yes you are,” Hayden murmurs. “You’re going into heat.”
“I thought it would take months,” I gasp, feeling the familiar heat in my core. The slickness between my legs.
“Guess it’s faster for Nephilim than it is for she-wolves,” Wyatt says.
“You know what that means,” Jaxton rumbles. “Whether it’s my knot or one of my brothers, we’re going to breed you tonight, mate.”
I whimper, still orgasming, still stretched around Jaxton’s knot.
The wolves will fuck me until my heat passes. I have no doubt about that. But there’s nowhere I’d rather be than in the arms of my pack, bringing new life into the world we fought so hard to save.
There’s nothing to fear. No reason to hide. Soon, our offspring will make it possible for wolves to thrive instead of hide. And if there’s any accuracy in Daisy’s vision, all of my children could be Alpha wolves like their fathers. Lucifer said they would be more powerful than any of us.
Part of that will come from me, even if I still don’t know what I’m fully capable of.
The End