Sisters By Chance - The Dawn (Book Two)

Crazy-Town

Harry's POV

Tina was snuggled up beside me as we chit-chatted with the rest. They seem to know each other pretty well. The little woman who threw herself at Ian earlier was in his lap, playing with a loose thread. Her whole demeanor around him was relaxed. She looked like she was melting into his touch, delighted by his presence.

'Sorry, but I just have to know! How long?' Tina asked her, making a light blush sneak up her round cheeks. Ian kisses her forehead before nuzzling her softly.

'Sens forever!' She mumbled.

'That's sweet,' I said, smiling at her. 'How did you meet?'

'We grew up together,' grumbled Ian. 'Didn't we, Mo?'

'We did! He's always been there for me...' The girl said. I nod while smiling at them. It must be hard - knowing your mate, having her in front of you, and not being able to claim her.

I squeezed Tina's thigh with my hand and kissed her temple. There is a comfortable buzz in the air as people talk. I look at them, and I can't help but wonder - what's their reason for doing this?

'So?' I wondered. 'Why are you all doing it? This?'

The room suddenly went quiet, and they all looked at me and then at each other - as if wondering who would speak first.

The bear smiled my way, but it didn't reach his eyes. His voice is deep and dark as he speaks.

'My mother was killed for having an extra cub. We're not allowed to grow in numbers, you see. So they decide how many children we are allowed to have. Some of us might never have cubs because of it...' He pauses and purses his lips tight as he swallows hard. His gaze becomes glossy as he reminisces about his mother. The smile is long gone when continuing.

'So, she had my brother and was told to choose: Her life or the cubs. My brother is eleven now. He has not a single memory of her!'

My skin crawled, and I instantly regretted asking. I thought I had heard the worst as I met Tobias. I never expected this, though.

'I'm sorry to hear that...'

'Alex!'

'I'm sorry, Alex! What's your brother's name?'

'Samuel, Sam for short!' Alex tells me. The females are all looking at him with sparkling eyes brimming with tears. He can pick and choose who he wants to take a dip in later. I nod slowly, hoping he's got a safe place for Sam to hide as s**t hits the fan. They might go after all bears and wolves just to be safe when they realize what's up.

'I'm here because I want the freedom to be with my mate!' Ian shrugs, pulling my attention to him. He is smiling down at her, still in his lap. She returns his smile and pecks his lips softly.

'And I'm here for the same reason. I want to have a long and happy life with Ian. And I don't want to share him with anyone ever again!' She grumbled. Ian frowned in disgust at the thought of being with another woman before cupping her face and meeting her gaze. 'You know I only want you, right, Mo?'

'I know. And I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry, Ian. It's all my fault.'

She hugs him desperately as she sobs into his chest. He caresses her back and wanders up her neck into her hair. He massages her scalp softly until her sobs turn into quiet whimpers. Tina is quietly observing them, looking as if she is deep in her thoughts. Her nose makes an adorable twitch as she furrows her brows and opens her mouth.

'You've been f*****g your mate's sister for years, Ian. That's twisted!'

'Not by choice, Tina!' Ian snapped at her, making me growl and letting my aura slip. He bows his head but keeps his eyes on Tina. They have a staring contest before she sighs deeply.

'I didn't say that!'

'I know,' Ian sighed, defeated.

I rub Tina's thigh softly as I sniff her hair, calming myself. Ian might be under duress, but he should know better than to threaten what is mine. I could take him blindfolded and with one hand on my back.

The other wolves have similar stories. They have either found their mate or want to. The two witches want different lives but can't leave this place, see the world, fall in love, and live.

'Either of you on the list?' I asked them, but they shook their heads and diverted their eyes to Mo seated in Ian's lap. Her face is puffy, her nose red, and her eyes glistening from large tears. Her head went up and down in a slow nod.

Ian buried his face in her hair as if hiding from the truth. I look at Tina, shocked. She nodded to confirm it, not looking surprised. She knew. I guess they all know the list by heart by now.

'I don't get this s**t!' I spew while looking around the room. 'What's wrong with those absurd bitches leading this crazy town?'

'We'd like to know that as well,' Alex sighed as the rest nodded in confirmation. 'This crazy town, as you call it, is like it's always been. Not many changes around here as the goal is set; we're all means to an end.'

'I don't get this!' I sighed as I rubbed my face. It's Tina's time to squeeze my thigh - giving me comfort. It's a s**t load to comprehend.

'We're sorry, beta!' Mo tells me, sounding apprehensive about if she's using my title right. 'How about we explain it to you?'

'Sure!' I tell her with an encouraging nod. She wiggles her ass, making herself comfortable, making Ian groan. She giggles and kisses his cheek before turning her attention back to me.

'So, witches have been around since the beginning of time, like wolves!' She tells me like she's telling a bedtime story.

'Some were blessed. The Atra Auroras' five founding families: Alden, Ehrle, Fay, Wardle, and Varlett, were blessed with elemental powers: Air, earth, fire, and water. The Varlett's, however, was bound to combine the elements. They cannot use or bend the elements, but they could use the power of the other families, combining them into one body.'

Alex leaned his head back while closing his eyes. The witches are tucking their legs under their bodies as if making themself comfortable.

'They found the valley. They named the mountains and founded the town. They knew they would be safe together and wanted others of their kind to experience that safety. At first, witches were revered healers and had the power to see and talk to the gods and goddesses. Then people started to fear us because of what we could do. Witches have been hunted for centuries to be killed or to be used for their abilities. Having magic powers is nifty but can be dangerous. As time progressed and our numbers grew, so did the founder's need for control...'

Mo tells us while snuggling further into Ian's body. 'As we needed protection from the world, the promise of safety appealed to almost all of us. Who wouldn't want to be safe?' She gives me a pointed look, waiting for me to answer. So I nod. Of course, they needed safety. That still doesn't explain the need to kill men and women from different species like they meant nothing.

'Okay, so, the Fay family had a seer. Aurora Fay. She had a vision of witches slaughtered by the hundreds, butchered by demon-like creatures with teeth like razor blades, dripping with magical blood, emerging from the darkness while setting our world ablaze. She told the Fay family, who gathered the other families. She showed them what she had seen, and they knew: To keep us completely safe, we needed to be the rulers. If witches ruled, no one would be able to hurt us.

The order was created and named; Atra Aurora. A tribute to the woman who stopped our eradication.' I feel Tina yawn as her head falls to my shoulder. I take her hand, intertwining our fingers as I listen to Mo telling me their history.

'What do you know of Ragnarök, beta?'

'It's the end of the world, right?' I said, proud to finally know something. Mo and Ian nodded to confirm my statement. 'Sure. Or a new beginning. Sometimes to create something new, you'd need to tear down the old!'

I shrug my shoulders, sure it makes sense.

'You know the story of the wolves? Hate and skoll?' Mo continued.

'Wolves are the creaturs I do know a lot about. But I have to admit I have to brush up on my Nordic mythology. I've had an... interesting meeting with the brook horse, though!' I said while lingering at the last part, reminiscing the former alpha's command.

'A brook horse?' Alex asked, looking up at me.

'Yeah!'

'Never seen one,' He shrugged.

'It's not a real horse, more so a being killing people by drowning them as a hobby!' I tell him. Alex hummed that he'd like to see one and nodded before leaning back and closing his eyes. Mo waved her hand, dismissing our interruption before continuing. 'Hate and Skoll are the wolves said to chase the sun and the moon over the sky. Ragnarök is said to begin after three long summers and three long winters, then Hate and Skoll are to swallow the light and bring darkness upon the world, as well as a vast number of natural disasters to follow...'

'Hay, wait! Natural disasters? How on earth are they expecting to survive that?' I frowned.

Tina huffed as she snapped her fingers in my face playfully, 'Controlling the elements! Keep up, babe! Aren't you listening?' Making me growl deeply at her as I flashed her Jack's eyes. She visibly shivered before liking her lips. Damn, she's sexy!

'You two, focus!' Mo giggled. 'Tina is right. The families are still around. And some descendants can still control the elements, and the Varlett's can bind them together and be a vessel for all the elements - combining them!'

I nodded, getting where all of this was heading. The Auroras' would use the magic blood spilled to end the world by capturing the god and goddess of life and light. And if the predetermination of natural disasters came true, they would control the elements to keep themself safe. The witches would be the world's dominant species, possibly the only remaining species except for dragons. They can live through literally anything.

'So... spill the blood, harness the magic, end the world, and be the only survivors, that's their plan?'

'Pretty much!' Mo tells me with a nod.

I get it, but it still stuns me to think of it.

'Well, welcome to crazy-town!' Alex grumbled, with the rest of the crowd nodding their heads in agreement.

We all stayed quiet, listening to the sounds from the world outside - the hooting, singing, and yelling. They all celebrate, and here we all sit, as during a wake, contemplating how sick this is. The hours have passed, and none of us seem to bring ourselves to do anything. We need Raven to return. And for some reason, she is lingering. Tina makes us sandwiches with the help of a couple of others. We eat and wait, ready to get going.

'Sorry, but what are we waiting for?' Mo finally asked, looking curiously at me.

'The witchiest of them all!' I told her with a heavy sigh. 'But she seems to have gotten stuck back at New Moon.'

'Aren't her mate at the pack house?' Tina asked me with a smirk, making me cringe and grumble. 'f*****g hell!'

'Yeah, f*****g would be the correct assumption!' She winked before busting out in loud laughter, pulling Mo with her.

'So we're waiting for that woman to return from leaving Stella and the human girl?'

'Yes!' I sighed, 'And if she's on her back with her legs spread like a v, we're bound to keep waiting a little longer than expected!'

Mo nodded like she knew what I was talking about before kissing her mate's nose.

'Who is she anyway!'

'Who, Raven?' I asked.

'That was Raven? Raven Darke?' Mo gasped.

'I actually don't know her surname,' I admitted rubbing the back of my neck. f**k, another thing I should have asked before I dived in between her legs all those weeks ago.

'She was on the list!' Mo said, all excited. 'She disappeared! They said she died in an accident?'

'She is very much alive and the witch of my life!' I told Mo with a wink before kissing Tina's temple. Ian's eyes turned dark as he clutched Mo's body tightly. The other witches whispered to one another as they kept glancing at Mo and Ian.

'What?' I asked them.

'I'm on the list because I took her place.' Mo breathed.

'Wait, who are you?' I asked, looking at her intensely as if I could make it out by looking at her carefully enough while thinking about what I knew about her. Mo must be short for something. She's mated to Ian, but he is f*****g her sister - but not by choice.

On our way in, we heard Dawn say she was summoning Ian.

Mo must be Dawn's sister.

Dawn's surname is Varlett - she's from a founding family, as is Mo.

Mo must be Mona Varlett.

Mo and I spoke at the same time. She with a sigh, and I with a gasp, concluding the same thing.

'I'm Mona Varlett.'

'You're Mona Varlett!'

I just stared at her after that, not knowing what to say. She gave me a half smile, and I gave her a short nod. Welcome to crazy-town indeed!

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Tim's POV

She's home! She came back to me.

I couldn't contain myself as I heard her voice through the bustling dining room. It soared through the air - like a lifeline on a storming sea. My skin tingled as I pinned her to the door, holding her tightly and devouring her lips. I felt her need and longing so strongly it pained me.

'f**k letting her wait. Take her, now!' Thor purred in my head, urging me to push inside her at this very moment. I was about to when Jacob told me no. So because of it, I quickly walked up the stairs with the woman of my dreams clinging to my torso as she kissed every patch of skin her lips could reach. I heard her yell something to the group we left behind before I used my speed to bring us to our room.

'I have a tight schedule, handsome! I'm afraid we need to make it quick!' She moaned as her back hit the bed.

'It's not your schedule that is tight, little bird, and we both know it!' Thor purred as I pinned her to our bed, standing between her legs with my lips attached to her neck.

'Well, if my treasure box is as tight as my schedule, we should be able to make it quick enough, don't you think!'

'I'm not making this quick!' I growled before ripping her dress to shreds, exposing her to me. 'But I could go fast and hard if you wish?' I breathed against her skin while kissing my way over her body. Her moans were music to my ears, encouraging me to continue my treatment of her skin. She never gave me an answer, but her squirming body under me was all the permission I needed. She breathes my name like a prayer as I rid her of her panties and let a finger slide between her lower lips as my thumb caressed circles over her pearl. Her hips buck to meet my movements while her breading becomes jagged.

'How do you want me to worship you, my love?' I asked her before latching on to one of her pebbled n*****s. I sucked it into my mouth and twirled my tongue around the firm nub before biting down carefully.

'Fast,' She gasped. 'And hard!'

'Little bird,' Thor growled as he pushed past me and licked her from her breast to her neck. He briskly grabbed her by her hips and flipped her on the bed, pushing her face into the mattress. I watched my hands pull her hips into the air, but not by my doing. Thor caressed over her round globs until his thumbs reached her tailbone and pushed down to arch her back, giving him access to her weeping hole.

Raven's voice was muffled, as her face was still deep in the beddings. But I could still hear her moan his name instead of mine. She knows us so well already that she can distinguish us by touch, and I f*****g love her.

'Fast and hard, little bird?' Thor growled lowly, demanding confirmation as he kept massaging her lower back with his thumbs.

'Yes,' Raven gasped while she pushed her ass against my bulging crotch. I have somehow neglected to rid myself of my clothes, and right now - I'm in jeans with a freaking belt.

Thor swears under his breath as he uses one hand to unbuckle my belt and let my pants fall with a thud. He hastily pulled out my d**k with his free hand, not wasting any time pushing inside her with a deep groan. Shivers traveled down my back as she swallowed my length whole with a whimper.

I'm seated in the backseat of my mind, watching and feeling Thor pump into her with a furies pace as he holds her firmly by her hips. I see her soft skin jiggle each time he slams inside her, and I hear her whimper as we hit her bottom. Like through a haze, I watch her back and see it bend up as if she's pulling away.

'She's not a wolf, you ogre. Ease up!' I hiss at him as her whimpers turn into cries. Thor hums sheepishly in response to me scolding him before leaning over her body and kissing her shoulder tenderly.

'You alright, little bird?'

'I'm fine, handsome!' She gasps with her voice strained from pain.

'I've hurt you.' He grumbles as I feel him withdraw and give me back control. Not that I have been fighting him for it. He needed some time with her. She's his as well as mine as long as she's without a wolf.

Raven pushes herself up to meet my body, and I grab her around her torso, cupping her breasts and holding her tightly against my chest while still inside her.

'Why did he leave?' She pouted as I kissed her neck carefully. Her swollen treasure is throbbing around me as I push inside her slowly until she gasps, and I retract myself from her depth before repeating the action.

'He never meant to hurt you,' I hum against her earlobe. She nods her head before turning her head to kiss my cheek and whispering into my ear.

'I love you, Thor. I'm sorry I can't handle what you give!'

Thor came back, using my mouth, licking her cheek and nipping her ear like a lovesick pup. He purred softly against her lob as he nuzzled it.

'I'll be gentler with you, little bird!'

'You gave me what I asked for. It's not your fault I couldn't take it!' She tells him as she keeps kissing us.

I pull back into my mind, leaving him to care for what is ours. He keeps hold of Raven while biting her neck, massaging her skin with his teathe. I feel her melt into his touch as he works his way in and out, still pushing to her bottom but carefully, not to be too harsh.

'I love you, little mate!' Thor purred against her wet skin. His hand caressed her stomach to her lower abdomen until finding his way to her pearl. He rubbed it as he pushed inside, making her moan from pleasure. When satisfied, she was enjoying his handling of her. He returned to softly bite her neck and shoulder without piercing her skin.

I watched and felt as he took her carefully and lovingly in a way I never expected of him. Or of any animal.

'I love you!' He moaned against her skin as he kissed and licked it.

'I love you, both of you!' She breathed while letting her head fall onto his shoulder. It lulled to the rhythm of our thrust into her until she came over us with a deep groan. Her velvet walls milked us as she quivered and gripped us by my hair. Thor thrust into her with short firm motions until we found our own release inside her warmth. I felt myself coating the inside of her womb. The divine feeling of incomparable happiness was slowly replaced by panic as I came down from my high.

Fuck. We just forgot to use protection!