Dwyer, Dixie Lynn - Were Love Conquers All [Were Trilogy 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (29 page)

Any and every chance they had to make love to her was taken. Charity gained a deeper understanding of her Alpha wolves and their need to express their love for her as well as their possession. Where at first Charity felt conflicted between remaining a leader and becoming their possession, she now understood the logistics of it all. The spirits had granted her three perfect specimens of Alpha male. They had the strength, the intelligence, and the demeanor to be leaders to all packs. Along with all their assets and abilities came their attentiveness and focus on her. It wasn’t on the fact that she was the Chosen One and a princess. Their attentiveness, public and private shows of affection were because she was their woman. Her heart swelled with adoration and love for them as well.

Upon their return, the estate was in the same condition. However, she felt the increased anxiety the moment she and Maximus popped into the bedroom.

* * * *

“We’ve been waiting for you. A battle against our warriors in Monroe is under way. There are casualties, and our omegas want to bring the injured here,” Dante informed them.

“How can that be? Charity didn’t sense a need to assist,” Maximus stated.

“These are your followers, the ones lowest in your packs, correct?” Charity asked.

Luther’s eyes widened.

“What does that have to do with anything? They are still our supporters, and we need to assist them,” he stated firmly.

“I did not mean to sound as if their lives do not matter. I would like to point out the fact that it could be some sort of trap. Is there a way to check all incoming injured and weres that enter our estate for safety?”

Dante exhaled. “We can try,” he replied then picked up the phone to call their guards.

Luther grabbed Charity around the waist and pulled her into an embrace. He nuzzled an apology against her neck.

“I lost my temper. I know you care about our people. My wolf has been uneasy all day.”

He kissed her before she could reply.

“It’s okay. Let’s go help them.”

“We have men doing that now,” Dante told her.

“Let’s get an update on the enemy’s location. If they’ve infiltrated our outermost perimeter, then they’re close by,” Maximus stated as he pulled out his cell phone.

Charity sat down and closed her eyes. Another vision and call for help came to her. She braced herself as she saw the first victims of Devlon’s attack.

Women and children were screaming for their lives as large, feral-looking creatures grabbed for those they could reach and ripped their bodies to shreds. She saw lions attacking wolves. Their large, hairy claws ripped into men and children, killing everything in their paths. It was surreal, yet she knew with all her being that it was really taking place just miles from the estate. She covered her mouth and cried at all the pain and suffering. She saw Storm and sensed Davis the Wizard’s power over the fights. The were packs of Venificus wouldn’t stand a chance if this continued.

A moment later they heard the explosion. It awoke Charity from her vision.

* * * *

The entire house shook, but the explosion took place just outside the perimeter. The sounds of screaming and yelling echoed through the air as crowds of men, women, and children rushed up the lawn and driveway. The outer maid’s quarters immediately filled with the injured and escapees. It was total chaos.

“Take your men and secure the entire house. I want men on every floor, and secure the stairs leading up here,” Marcus ordered as the Alphas joined him.

“What can we do to help?” Saber asked.

“Secure your mate. Let our men handle this,” Marcus replied.

Screams filled the hallways, and immediately Saber knew that it was Lexi.

* * * *

“Are you okay, Charity?” Maximus asked as he pulled her to him. She was in a daze as the vision took over her sight.

The woods overflowed with enemy soldiers fighting against Venificus soldiers. There were shape-shifters of various kinds. Lions, were, fox, and cheetahs fought against one another in an attempt to keep the fighting away from the Venificus mansion. Although she hadn’t seen it firsthand, she recalled the stories about how Devlon had burnt her parents’ castle to the ground.

“They’re surrounding the estate. They’re coming from the woods,” Charity whispered but remained with her eyes closed and absorbed in the vision.

In the upper floor in a safe and secure area, Lexi’s children were being guarded. She stood there with them as the doors burst open and men reached for the children.

“Lexi’s boys are in danger. Go to them now!” she yelled as Luther and Dante ran toward the door. Maximus and Charity followed until Charity heard Lexi’s screams, and then she heard Antoinette’s. Storm and Davis were in the house. She immediately clenched Maximus’s hand.

“We need to move fast. Antoinette and the baby are in trouble.”

Growls filled the hallway as Venificus, McFay, and Crimson wolves fought against the invading enemies.

“Grab his hand!” Charity yelled to Luther and Dante. They did as she said, and she closed her eyes. They immediately disappeared and popped into the room where the children were being guarded.

* * * *

The moment they appeared in the room, the men realized they were caught in the battle. Saber, Andre, and Paul had shifted into wolf form. They were fighting against Devlon’s men. Charity watched a moment in shock as the fight began before her own eyes. She looked around the room spotting Lexi.

Charity ran toward Lexi and the boys.

“They’re okay. I was able to get to them in time. Feldman is tracking Devlon now,” Lexi stated as her sons cried.

“Where is Antoinette?” Charity asked.

“I don’t know. Why?”

The feeling of danger overwhelmed both Lexi and Charity.

“I need to get to her. Storm is going to kill the cubs.”

“Wait!” Lexi stated, but it was too late. Charity disappeared.

* * * *

Charity searched the house. She felt Antoinette’s presence, just as she felt her mates’ strength and power as they defeated the rogue weres. In the distance outside, she heard the roars of fighting and the victory of her mates’ soldiers. They were destroying Devlon’s men.

Outside of the house and through the woods, she sensed Antoinette and Storm. Immediately she appeared just a yard or so behind them. Storm was dragging Antoinette with him. His arm wrapped around her neck as his hand lay over her belly.

“No, please don’t hurt them. Please. I will go with you. I’ll do whatever you want.”

“I am with you, Princess. Buy me time and I will make the move.”

Charity had sensed Dravo’s presence, and when she heard his voice in her mind, she was relieved. They needed to protect the cubs. She also sensed her mates. They were angry that she had gone off without them.

She called to them through her mind.

“Let her go, Storm. It’s over and you have lost.” Charity called to them. Antoinette’s eyes widened in shock, obviously at seeing Charity appear out of thin air, but also alone.

“I don’t think so, Princess.”

Storm pushed Antoinette down just as Davis the Wizard appeared along with Devlon.

They raised their hands, and immediately an invisible shield covered them and Charity.

Charity gasped in shock. She felt their evil power combined and nearly fell to her knees. She could see Antoinette on the ground and Dravo next to her. Their fear and uncertainty was apparent.

Charity attempted to control her breathing. She raised her shoulders and inhaled, noticing the difficulty she had doing such a simple thing.

It was silent where she stood. Now Storm and Davis just stared at her with evil smirks on their faces. Where did Devlon go?

“I am right here, my princess,” he whispered from directly behind her. She couldn’t move or turn from her position. She was literally frozen in place. But she felt every touch, every whip of breath against her neck as Devlon inhaled her scent.

His hands caressed her shoulders and arms. He pressed his body against her back as he whispered against her hair.

“You smell pure and intoxicating, my princess. You feel it, too. I know you do. I can sense your arousal and desire for more of me.” He continued to manipulate her thoughts. She noticed Storm and Davis raising their hands again and staring with such intensity toward her.

She remembered that day on the woods when Devlon first attempted to capture her and mate her.

“Ah, yes, that was a special day. I underestimated you then. These last six years have given me time to learn more about you and what will make you happy.”

She thought about her mates. She called to them and to the others to come to her.

He gripped her shoulders roughly. He pressed her down to the ground then shoved his knee between her shoulder blades, and leaned his face against her neck.

He inhaled against her neck. She sensed his rage at obviously smelling her mate’s scent all over her. He was too late, and she was confident that her mates would stop Devlon from claiming her.

“They can’t help you. They aren’t worthy or even half as powerful as I am.”

Charity felt the tingling sensation then the worrisome thoughts that perhaps she wasn’t strong enough to fight Devlon. Did he have the power to control minds? Was it Devlon that was sending her these negative thoughts to weaken her? She felt his hot breath against her neck. The bastard was not going to do this to her.

He chuckled next to her then wrapped his arms around her body.

“You can’t fight me, Princess. But you can join me. Won’t you come sit beside me on the throne and rule the world with me? I can’t wait to sink my teeth into your neck and taste every inch of your body while I come inside of you. My seed will fill your womb, and we will create a pack of future leaders, just you and I.”

Instantly she sensed her men, Lexi and her mates, as well as Feldman and Antoinette’s mates. Their troops followed suit behind them.

“Do not look to them. They are weak. With me is where you belong,” he stated firmly then licked her neck as he rubbed his pelvis against her back entrance.

* * * *

“Why can’t you destroy it? How can we get to her?” Luther demanded to know as he and his brothers prepared to shift. The power of the force field around their mate was like nothing they’d ever felt before. The closer they approached the more pain they felt.

Maximus growled and ran toward it, but Dravo and Feldman grabbed him to stop him.

His roar echoed through the woods. Maximus couldn’t stand around and do nothing to save his mate. She needed him and his brothers. They loved her and Maximus was determined to do his part and help to save the were packs. It was everything Charity had worked for all these years. She had been protecting the Venificus and the other packs to ensure a future for the weres. He stared at the force field, debating about attempting to run through it.

“You can’t. It will kill you instantly,” Feldman yelled.

Maximus stared at his mate as he caught his breath.

“How do we get to her? He’s touching her, and it’s driving my wolf insane,” he yelled. Now Dante and Luther stood beside him. They were partially shifting, growling, and moaning as they stood there helpless while another wolf, an evil wolf, touched their mate.

Feldman felt the wolves’ torment, but he also felt the power of the Princess.

“Antoinette, Lexi, come here please,” he ordered. Then he held Dravo’s gaze. Even the vampire’s eyes glowed with anger and fear for his princess. They were all connected to Charity. They needed to get together and be one in the fight to save the Princess and the world.

The women stood between Dravo and Feldman.

“We must try to destroy the force field. Devlon, along with Storm and Davis, is restraining her with their combined magic. We must use ours together to break the barrier.”

They nodded in agreement.

“Will it be safe?” Jacob asked with concern for his mate.

“Yes, you just said that touching the force field will instantly kill Maximus,” Paul added.

“Touching it, yes, but destroying it with good magic, no.” Feldman replied.

They looked toward the circle and saw Charity fall to her knees in pain.

“She needs our power to fight the three of them. She will not survive if we don’t make the move now,” Feldman demanded.

Lexi grabbed Feldman’s hand. Dravo grabbed Lexi’s hand and then Antoinette’s hand.

They closed their eyes and focused on destroying the evil and penetrating the force field. Their efforts did not go unnoticed by Devlon.

* * * *

“They are trying to fight it. I can feel their power, but it is nothing compared to ours,” Devlon proclaimed with confidence as he pushed Charity’s sleeve up her arm and revealed her creamy wrist.

His teeth elongated as he growled. His hands turned into paws as his nails dug into her skin. He could smell her blood, so pure and magical. He drooled with anticipation of the taste. Once he sucked on her flesh and her blood moved into his body, the transformation would begin. He would gain her powers, her abilities to foresee the future, to fight any living creature and rule the world. He would know who his enemies were, all those who wanted to defeat him before they could even get the opportunity. Soon he would be the most powerful being. He would be the God.