"I'm so sorry, Thierry," Mrs. Rosseaux-Yanez said morosely as the bodies of my parents were being taken out of the dormitory. "I know that this is all so sudden for you, but we promise you that your parents' deaths will be avenged."

I had fully recovered from the initial shock and hysteria from watching my parents be shot down by a sniper bullet. It was Matt and Luciane who had verified the news that it was the sniper who offed my parents and an overzealous hunter had ambushed Uncle Cameron as he was on the way back to the hotel he and the others were staying in by orders of Tiana and Fianna while Mi'Chelle was the one to hire the sniper to shoot my parents.

I didn't want the news to be true, but it was.

My parents and uncle, the same ones who had begged for my forgiveness at last night's dinner party after years of abuse and neglect, were murdered by sisters and cousin who were now a part of the ongoing war to make sure that I, the last moon wolf and descendant of Druscilla (my grandmother/actual birth mother and the Moon Goddess) was snuffed out completely and would do whatever it takes to make sure that they would win.

"This is fucked up," Matt hissed as he and Luciane, both of them covered in small patches of blood after helping some of the Beta warriors carry the bodies out of the room, "Thierry, the police had wanted you to give them a statement, but knew that you were too stunned from the shock to do so. They'll be back tomorrow to talk with you and ask how you're going to handle the arrangements for the funeral."

"If it's any help, love," Luciane added as he came to my side while Ariana came from the kitchen, "some of my Mother's warriors are still casting out nets to make sure that we're going to keep on the top of the game regarding this war. I do not want you to have to lose any more loved ones before the actual showdown."

"It might not be that simple," Aquilla said uneasily. "I've been in touch with some of the fae shifters and even the seers from other paths. They've been foreseeing what might happen in this war, and there've been some similar endpoints for what's to come: Thierry's parents and uncle are three of several people that will lose their lives before the actual attacks begin. And despite all of our efforts, Thierry will more than likely have to face down the oppressors...alone."

My mind was reeling. "What?" I said weakly.

Velvet nodded slowly, her dark eyes full of sorrow. "It's true, I'm afraid," she replied. "Thierry, you're the main reason why this war between the rogue shifters with the rebel hunters and the rest of us who abide by the laws of the Council is taking place. You being the descendant of Dru- er, the Moon Goddess- is the main focal point for why the rogues and rebels are out for blood. Many do not want to see Her descendants increase in number and will make sure to snuff you out whether by slavery, torture, decapitation, sex/drug trafficking, or sheer abuse by the rebel hunters and sadistic scientists so they can either use you for science or harvest your body parts and selling you for top dollar. No tea, no shade, and no pink lemonade, but you might have to make a sacrifice to make sure that this war is over and done with, Thierry. You or your mates- maybe even all three of you- will have to make a costly move to ensure that this war comes to an end."

"That will never happen," Matt said firmly, he and Luciane pulling me into their embrace. "We're not going to let our mate have to-"

"You might have no other choice," Summertyme reminded them. "Right now, the three of you need to lean on each other more than ever and make sure that your mating ceremony is complete before anything else threatens your relationships."

And judging from what was said by the collective of witches, mages, and fey/nymph/spark hybrids; I knew that they were very serious in what was set to happen. I just hoped that more tragedy wasn't in store after-

The door swung open to reveal a harried Sagittarina and one of Jace's fellow Betas from his vampire coven. "Sirs," the latter, a raven-haired female said. "We just got word from our secondary coven from nearby Allendale Pointe."

My heart dropped low, knowing that the town was also the place where Elisa and Jose were staying. "What is it?" Matt asked.

"It's about Jose and Elisa," Sagittarina said sadly, letting her tears fall from her eyes. "They were found by a lone vampire and he said that their hearts were ripped out from their chests by a rogue, who pledged his allegiance to none other than-"

"My sisters and cousin," I finished, another wave of tears ready to fall. "Those three killed my two best friends, the only ones who saw the best in me. They mean it when they said that they want me to die."

I couldn't believe it, folks. I had lost five of the people in my life- three of them ready to begin a fresh start and two of them being the ones who held me down. I looked up and let out a giant scream of anguish and anger, my voice emanating throughout the dormitory and all around the town of Sammons Falls.

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Four days later, I was at the town mausoleum for the humans and human elementals as the small urns carrying the ashes of my parents and uncles were being placed into their respective vaults. It had been a whirlwind of mourning and preparing for the funerals and cremations for my parents, uncle Cameron, Jose, and Elisa as the town came together to help me commemorate their lives and legacies. Jose and Elisa's families and former vampire coven were devastated when they found out about their children's deaths but swore to help me take down the attackers when the time for war began.

And now, after watching the bodies of Jose and Elisa being burned on their funeral pyres last night, I had finished burying my parents with my witch-coven allies and my mates by my side.

"This ends the memorial service," the funeral director said somberly. "Mr. Lemieux, may the Goddess grant you peace in the time of storm. At this time, you may return to your cars and head to the Rosseaux-Yanez manor for a family-and-friends-only reception."

Matt caressed my back briefly as I caressed the small doors of the vaults that held my parents' and uncle's urns. "Thank you for making things right," I breathed softly. "I hope you find peace in the afterlife."

"Amen," everyone else said in unison.

I took a deep breath as we all made our way back to our cars and the reserved limousine. "How are you holding up, love?" Matt asked me as we ignored a few snapshots from a few paparazzi and cameramen taking pictures from a distance."

"I'm just taking things in slow strides," I answered softly as we reached our cars, my mates and I arriving at the reserved limousine from the funeral home. "This is starting to get very serious, you guys. I'm afraid that if Velvet's words do ring true, then we do have to make sure we complete the mating ritual before we-"

"We know," Luciane replied, placing a chaste kiss on my lips. "We need to get this done as soon as possible."

Matt's cell buzzed as the limo began to lead the convoy out of the mausoleum grounds. "What is it, Landon?" he asked tiredly, wiping his eyes. His face turned to alarm with his eyes glowing red. "What? How the hell did they- all right, all right. We'll be there at once."

"What's going on now?" I asked as Matt hung up.

"That was Landon," he replied tersely, eyes glowing brighter in anger. "He just told me of some disturbing news regarding your sisters and cousin."

My eyes went wide in shock. "Don't tell me," I groaned.

He nodded. "They're at the school and requesting to have an audience with you," he said, confirming my suspicions. "Babe, I know that this isn't the day that-"

"No," I cut him off, my anger starting to rise. "I need to confront them and let them know where I stand with them. If they want to end my life, they better be ready for a war with me."

I turned my attention to the driver. "Sir, take me to the school and the pack manor at once! And step on it!"

He didn't have to be told twice. The moment he heard what was going on, we would soon beat the traffic and arrive back at the school in less than ten minutes with the witch coven being informed of the news on the way over.

It was time to let these girls know that I was done playing their games. And if they wanted a fight, they would get one!

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"Thierry," crooned Tiana as she, Fianna, and Mi'Chelle (all dressed in form-fitting jeans and cropped tops that showed off their cleavages and left little to any imaginations) greeted me as my crew and I crossed the threshold of the pack manor and entered into the living room, the ladies in the middle of the room while my future in-laws were sitting in sofas and chairs. "It's such a lovely sight to see you looking so...radiant these days, even when you're coming in from burying our parents."

"Ladies," I greeted them curtly as I made my way to find a seat.

"Ah-ah," Mi'Chelle scolded me, reaching to grab my arm. "You need to greet us properly with hugs and kisses, make us feel more welcome."

Despite the nagging feeling, I did so without relish or pleasure, though I had to redo it nearly three times until they were satisfied.

"That's better," Fianna crooned.

"Now, ladies, what brings you by to this manor?" I asked formally, finally sitting down next to Matt's mother while a maid came in with a coffee service.

"Straight to the point, aren't we?" teased Tiana. "All right, we'll bite. No need to beat around the bush any longer. Fianna, Mi'Chelle, and I all know about you being the legendary and- as of late- sole-surviving moon wolf that's been created by our grandmother- the 'Moon Goddess' known as Druscilla. And the three of us have come to make sure that your final fate in life...ends up being alone, broken beyond repair, mateless, and- and this is most important of all for all of us to finally be assured that all will be well with our lives- dead."

"So you're here to snuff me out completely," I finished. "That's why you killed not only our parents but also my god-siblings because you're finally tired of me taking the spotlight from you with me being mated to Matt as well as Luciane."

"That's right," Fianna replied eagerly. "I don't see why you're the one that our parents and uncle decided to show favor to you all of a sudden. I mean, from where we stand, you're still a runt- a clueless and pathetic-looking boy that Mom and Dad should've left to the streets or even considered aborting. If anything, Mom should've given Dad a blowjob the night you were conceived."

"Yeah," agreed Mi'Chelle. "Everything was going as planned with you being a pathetic loser until they decided to send you up here. If Daddy had decided to send you to military school and had you been given the worst treatment before being shipped off to war, the only thing we would have to worry about is what to wear at your burial in a shallow grave without a proper ceremony while planning for endless parties. But this happened and...well, let's just say that we're glad that you're caught in the middle of the war."

"Watch it, bitch," Ariana hissed, her eyes glowing in power.

"Fuck off, hag," Tiana spat, rolling her eyes.

"Anyway," Mi'Chelle continued. "Thierry, this is when you're going to have to trust in what my cousins and I have planned for you. We know that you've been denied the best in life and had to settle for less than the normal things, but it's all to ensure that I, alongside your sisters, get all the glory, and you are destined for nothing more than dust and clay. I admit that killing our parents and those losers that were your god-siblings, but they're dragging us down and making sure that you start living life to the fullest. In our eyes, you're always meant to be a loser and we girls are meant to be winners. And if we can't win, you can't either."

"Talk about a rat-race/downward-spiral mindset," Velvet muttered sotto-voce.

The girls ignored her. "So, we've made preparations for you to be properly sacrificed by some rogue hunters who will burn your body while the rogue blood-suckers will drink your blood- half of it, anyway- and then you'll be taken by some scientists who know of your lineage to harvest your organs and then it'll all lead to some other things regarding that. We also plan to have you beaten within an inch of your life before more rogues rape you completely and..."

A red haze of fury blurred my vision as my cousins droned on and on about their plans for my demise. I was able to catch a glimpse of the twins smiling widely as if they had won the lottery before I saw Fianna flash her breasts in front of an unamused Matt, which made his mother pissed off.

The last thing I remembered was letting out a huge animal-like roar before the darkness crashed over me like a tidal wave...

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Matt's POV

Holy fucking shit.

I knew that my mate was pissed off at these girls and their sadistic plans to kill him, but I never expected him to finally begin his initial shifting process.

"What the hell?!" Tiana said as she, her twin sister, and her cousin backed away from the young man who was letting his body transform from a human's into that of a large wolf, his clothes and skin giving way to diamond-white fur as I saw him crouch down in all fours. "Thierry, stop this fucking shit right-"

"Silence!" I roared out loud, letting myself go into half shift while Luciane was letting his vampire side show as did Jace and Landon while the witches were leading my parents out of the room. "This is a moment in history that you must witness to show that my mate will not be taken by volition or force, you harlots!"

"Holy God," Mi'Chelle breathed as she took in the sight of my mate now in his full werewolf form: the diamond-white fur, eyes the color of liquid gold, and its build nearly twice the size of my wolf Sirion. "This can't be real. This can't be real."

The twins only stared in disbelief. "This...this is imposs..." whimpered Fianna. "It's imposs...imposs..." She couldn't finish her sentence.

"Oh, but it is possible," growled Luciane, proud of the sight of our mate as he started to transform back into his human form...which was now more athletic and masculine with muscles filling his outfit in the right places. "And you just underestimated Thierry for the last time."

"Damn right," agreed Thierry as I saw him smirk with his canines being replaced by sharp fangs. "I've only one thing to say, whores. You may have had your fun with me in the past and made me feel like I should have never existed in the first place. But the time for fun and games is long over. I'm not going to let you take away my rightfully-earned and destined path, nor will I plan to give it to you three out of my own volition. The only way you'll have it is when you'll fight me to the death. So spread the word near and far, whores! I plan to outlive you all for a LONG time with my mates and remaining allies by my side. And for your crimes of murder, you will soon pay with your blood that will be shed by Amalie. If you want a war, then you will get it. But in the end, it'll be you who will have the furthest to fall."

The girls remained stunned, yet Mi'Chelle was the first to quickly recover. "Then so be it," she said smoothly with a wide and wicked grin. "It'll be a pleasure to end your life and make sure that Granny never has another freak called the moon wolf live on this land, not if we can help it. So savor the bond with your mates, loser! The games will begin and we'll be glad to make them ours while you rot in hell."

"GET OUT!" Thierry roared, loud enough to make the whole manor shake while a raging thunderstorm (that had suddenly emerged while he underwent his transformation. "Leave now or else die by my hands!"

They didn't have to be told twice, the three of them racing out of the mansion as if the hounds of hell were on their tail with the door slamming behind them.

"Hot damn!" Landon exclaimed as I approached Thierry slowly. "Matt, you have a mate that will do anything to prove his point!"

"Babe," Luciane said calmly as we saw Thierry tense and relax. "You did the damn thing! You showed your true power and-"

He was interrupted by a hot and heavy kiss that had all the witches (who had emerged from the kitchens) whooping and cheering wildly. "Fuck," Thierry growled seductively. "I needed to do that to calm down." And it's time to cut the bullshit and let the three of us fuck the shit out of each other."

"Sounds like a good plan to me," I replied huskily. "Do you want your Alphas to take away the pain and derogation from you after dealing with those imbeciles? Do you want Luciane and me to finally make your bond as husbands official?"

"Alpha," Thierry breathed, his eyes glowing in pure lust. "Make me yours. Make me full with your pups and children."

And it would be the magic words that would set off a night full of passions. Time to skip the bullshit and do the damn thing!

Hot damn! This kicked things up a notch! And don't go.anywhere because the two-part three-way sensual seduction saga is up next! Think you're really ready for what's next? I hope so.

Song: "My Power" by Beyoncé.

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