The Rogue King & His Lune (The Hybrid Series) Book 14

Chapter 37: Fresh Start

Geoff

I was in a meeting when I received a link from Jerrod about the arrival of our mate; I was happy and couldn't wait to meet her, and finally, it took a while for Jerrod to break through to her. We kept tabs on her in her coven, and two of our guards moved there until she finally left to be with us. From what little we knew, she wanted to take it slow because she was still hung up on Pietro, and from what Drax told us, it was hard for her to move on because she bonded with him on a different level. After all, he was her savior, and she had to let go to be free; she had to want to be free to be released from her attachment to him. We were ready to treat her like the Queen she is; she would have everything at her feet, and we would love and cherish her like the precious jewel she is. So many nights, I heard her cries and wanted to be there for her; I visited once, she was asleep, and it was raining heavily.

She was so heartbroken because of the love Pietro shared with his mate; she had his picture in her hand, and I knew she cried herself to sleep. I wanted to take that pain away, but she wasn't ready; Jerrod told me she had fainted, so I called for a break and teleported to see the beauty in his hands, and my heart rate picked up. I had to hold my wolf back, wanting to be close to her, I couldn't stop staring at her, and I kissed her forehead, feeling the tingling of our bond. Jerrod looked at me with so much love and kissed my lips, squeezing Mischa in the middle; we felt so right being there with her. I rushed back to finish the meeting so I could finally meet with Mischa when she woke up. Drax looked at me and said, "You are preoccupied; maybe you should cut your trip short and go be with your mate," and he was right.

The next morning, I had Rex come in and finish the meeting; Cole was holding down the fort since Jerrod was focused on our queen for the week. I popped in just in time to hear her panicked revelation, "Omg, this can't be right; I am mated to the king consort; that would mean I am mated to the Rogue King," and I smiled when Jerrod asked, "How did you sleep, love?" She looked behind him and saw me; she backed up to the headboard in a scare, looking me dead in the eyes as our bond connected. Jerrod looked around at me and smiled, handing me his hand, giving it a squeeze in a comforting manner. She didn't take her eyes off us, and then she looked at Jerrod and said, "You said your name was Joe." He smiled, and I leaned against the wall opposite the bed next to the balcony door; he said, "My name is Joe; I didn't lie about that."

He was right, and I sighed, saying, "His middle name is Joe," and she looked at me as water settled in her eyes, and said, "I am so sorry; I just wanted to be loved." Jerrod sat beside her, and she said, "I didn't know anything else; I was afraid a mate wouldn't want me because of how damaged I was." She rubbed her congested nose, letting her tears flow, saying, "Pietro never changed until Imba and I couldn't see myself anywhere but with him." Her tears kept going, and we felt her sorrow at the situation; she was letting it all out, and Jerrod pulled her over to cry on his shoulder, rubbing her back and calming her down. I smiled, got water out of the fridge, handed it to her, and she looked at me and said, "I never told anyone about that after what happened to me." I held her hand and kissed it; she looked at me and exhaled, feeling the tingling of our bond, and asked, "What now?"

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Two Weeks Later

We have been taking Mischa out and visiting places she had never seen; we were at the beach in Elvira, and I sat back on the beach chair watching her in her tiny bikini playing beach volleyball with some ladies she met. Jerrod handed me a drink from the bar and sat next to me; we kissed, and he said, "I found out about what happened to our mate; she was raped, and Pietro got banished for helping her; his brother followed, and we knew the rest." I sat up and asked, "Who raped her?" He looked at me and said, "A few of the clan higher-ups' sons, whom they protect, she was seen as a w***e and a troublemaker, and all footage of that night was destroyed, but the truth is in her blood." I smirked, a way of controlling my anger, and asked, "Where are the men who are responsible now?" He said, "Some have moved on to having thriving businesses and families, while our mate lives in torment every day."

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Mischa

Two weeks ago, when I woke up in bed with my mates in the room, I was shocked at who they were; I never expected to be mated to the Rogue Kings. I had let go of a past with my first love; I thought he was it for us, but as fate would have it, it didn't turn out that way. Jerrod had been nice to me over the years, and as we got closer, he was a total gentleman, but short-tempered, and no one saw him coming, which made him deadly. However, Geoff seems more stable, but that can also be deadly; they complement each other, and in turn, complete me. I was falling in love with them, which scared me after what happened with Pietro; I get jealous when women are near them, but I hid it from them. I don't want to be insecure, but it's hard when you have had your heart broken before.

I was on vacation with my mates, showing me places I had never dreamt of visiting; I was a nobody raised by a family who abused me because of things beyond my control. I was assaulted and disgraced for being poor and helpless, but now I was going to be queen, and it scared me. I wasn't worried about the two-mate thing; it was built into our DNA, I was worried because I heard Lycans can be possessive towards their mates, and I didn't want to defy them. "They were huge, sexy, good-looking, and damn, I need to stop staring at them," I thought. They were deep in conversation about something as I watched them at the edge of the sandbank, letting the water touch my toes. The ball hit me, and I was brought out of my thoughts, Gigi and Sharon started laughing, I met them two days ago; they were there with their mates, honeymooning.

Gigi walked over to me and said, "So, you have two men in your bed," and I froze up, shocked; I said, "It's not like that, we haven't mated yet, I am not ready." They looked surprised, and I smiled, saying, "This is our time to get to know more about each other," and they understood, and we continued playing until they left. I walked over to Geoff and asked, "Where is Joe?" He pulled me to sit between his legs and said, "He has gone to get us a lunch reservation in the restaurant," kissing my shoulder. My body shivers at his touch, and I close my legs, feeling my p***y throb, thinking about him inside me. He asked, "Are you happy, little one?" I smiled and thought about it for a second, and said, "I am, but what do you expect of me as your mate?" He kissed my neck again and moaned, "All I want is to love you, cherish you, respect you, and make you c*m whenever you want me to, and you are expected to love and accept it."

I swallowed and bit my lip, my p***y dampened, and it throbbed; he said, "I can smell your arousal, little one," and I was embarrassed. He laughed, saying, "Don't be shy," and turned my face towards his and kissed my lips passionately; I moaned in his mouth, feeling lost in time. I felt his hand pulling my bikini top to the side and pinching my n****e; I felt his hard-on on my back, and I mind-linked him, "Stop." He pulled back and said, "I hope I didn't push you away for wanting you," and I smiled, saying, "No, it's not that, it's just if we go all the way, you might get me pregnant, and I am not ready for kids, my life is f**k up already, and I want to be stable first." He smiled and asked, "You don't trust me not to knot you and pull out?" Joe showed up and said, "She is right not to trust you; you will knot her because I surely will," and he smiled, winking his eyes at me. I threw sand at him and called him an asshole, and he ran off toward the sea; I followed with Geoff on my heels, finally feeling like they could love someone like me.