Tonya POV

SMUT Warning

I slowly open my eyes as every muscle in my body screams in pain. Everything that happened is a blur, but I know once again, I killed many. 

It was so hard to fight the bloodthirst that started with Sam's death. Moments of consciousness and those not blended together, but I was positive about the pain. Pain so vile I almost felt my whole body burst with it. I was ready for everything to make it stop. Then the shadows, I was attacking, but I'm not sure who, my dizzy mind screamed to me that. I smelt Kathy's blood, and that made me nauseous, but now I'm sure she is alive; I can sense her through our mindlink, and she is still alive.

I try to remind myself more, but I'm not very successful. My memories were clouded since I managed to feel Noah and Charlie so close to me. Stranger calmness surrounded me, and I'm sure Rosie was close, too. But at that moment, I only managed to distinguish Noah. I felt locked inside a thick fog, with his voice as the only thing that could guide me. 

He did guide me, and thanks to him, I killed rogues, not my pack members.

I blink a couple of times to make my sight sharp again; I'm in my bedroom.

"Don't move; you are exhausted," Charlie's sweet voice comes closer. I can feel his fingers on my face as he puts the cup beside my lips. I'm so thirsty I drink everything in a flash; the terrible pain in my muscles is still there, so I struggle to sit.

Charlie looks at me with a faint smile; his big eyes stare into my soul.

"Noah?" I manage to whisper, and Charlie's eyes point beside me.

My second mate is lying on the same bed as me, but he seems deep in his sleep. The relief that he, too, is okay almost removes all the physical pain.

"Carson said that you both were exhausted. You've been out for many hours."

He slowly tells me everything that happened, and the relief I feel confirming I haven't hurt anybody is overwhelming. I would cry if I had any strength for that. I'm an Alpha, and I fucked up so badly, becoming the threat to the place and people I should protect.

Charlie seems to notice my inner struggle because he shifts, and Rufus starts scenting me. I feel slowly lulled into at least calmness. I don't feel any less guilty, but I feel much better thanks to him. I hide my face in his soft fur; his sweet scent lulls me to sleep again.

When I wake again, Charlie's arms are wrapped around me, and my nose is hidden in his neck; he doesn't sleep. I move my hand to caress his stomach, making him giggle slightly.

"It's tickling," he whispers.

Noah, lying on his side and watching us. He is pale; after all, he also was in a tough fight.

"I know what you think, but stop. It wasn't your fault; you have done nothing wrong," he states.

"Maybe you are hungry?" Charlie asks," I cleaned you both from all the blood when you were sleeping, but I'm sure you are hungry."

I'm not, probably because I still feel the taste of rogues' flesh in my mouth, like last time I ate some of my prayers. I pull Charlie closer to me; his scent is helping me not throw up. They may say it wasn't my fault; I may have done everything I could in given circumstances, but still... I endangered the pack, my mates, and my family.

"Noah, can you explain how you managed to get through to me?" I ask, and he sits, resting his back on the headboard.

"The plan was mainly to calm you; you were in a rage. Charlie and I, as your mates, and Rosie and the rest of the omegas, were supposed to surround you and relish our scent. Of course, we had no idea if this would work, but since it was obvious that you managed to break free, there were no other options. When you sunk your claws into me, I had no better idea than to relish my submission, and you reacted. You seemed to recognize me. I tried to feel you through our bond, and it actually worked; I managed to project to you my thoughts and feelings; Charlie's presence was helping me a lot, the same as Rosie'; her wolf's pheromones helped me concentrate, and Charlie's made me stronger."

"Still, you why have let him stay? It was such a great risk?"

Before Noah has a chance to answer, Charlie snaps a bit angrily:

"You keep saying I have a voice in this mating, but all the time, you refuse to allow me to take any risk. I was stubborn, so I stayed, and I managed to help. I'm not an egg; I survived a lot, so stop worrying about breaking me."

A faint smile is on my face as I kiss him on his lips, deep and sensual. Silver seems to instantly forget about the pain in our body as her horny thought starts assaulting me; I'm so tired and sour, and yet...

"You actually made me worried," Charlie says when our lips part. "You said I can ask for things, so please lay nicely and let me take care of you."

He starts hovering over me, and it's funny; feeling Silver ready to submit to Rufus, I thought she would never let herself not be in charge, no matter what. Charlie's lips are gently sucking my neck as his hands start fondling my breasts. My skin is on fire; his touch is so wonderful that I do what he asked, just let him take care of me.

Strange laziness settles inside me as he caresses my stomach,  and his fingers start fondling me inside. I just spread my legs more for him as he sucks my nipples, not stopping doing his magic inside me.

Noah intervenes, his fingers with mine, watching us with a smile as Charlie enters me and starts moving. His thrusts are slow but deep, he still keeps his fingers on my clit, and I feel my mind going blind; his baby bum is firmly pressed to my stomach and slides up and down, giving me additional friction. 

Silver keeps pushing, and I feel Rufus close as Charlie gives me a mischievous smile, next rests his body on his hands and knees above me and starts pounding into me fast, suddenly so fast and intense that I can't stop the scream of pleasure, mu toes curl as I pant quicker and faster, as his body rocks between my thighs, and my mind explodes. I don't mind any bruises, definitely not. I wrap my hands around his neck, bringing him closer, and I feel his lips sucking my collarbone as he keeps moving. I reach my high, feeling strange; I think as an Alpha, I was never dominated, especially not by an Omega wolf.

He eases from inside me as my chest rises up and down, and I breathe heavily. This was so fucking good.

"Are you alright?" Noah starts teasing but has no chance to continue because Charlie pushes him by his shoulders to lie flat on his back.

Noah gulps, surprised, as Charlie straddles him, pulling his boxers down. My bigger mate has an impressive erection. After all, he has been watching two mates making love just a moment ago.

Charlie steadies himself and starts lowering himself, taking Noah inside himself, who moans, arching his neck, he reaches his hands to our mate's hips, but Charlie presses his arms strong into the bed and starts riding him. Unlike with me, he moves very fast from the beginning. Noah bites his lips, but moans of pleasure still escape him.

It seems like another dominant wolf won't be very dominant soon, especially if Charlie keeps the fast pace of his movements.

It's good; I think resting at my side and watching them intensively is almost as pleasant as participating myself. Charlie needs to be in control as often as possible after what he went through, and Noah has to learn to let go from time to time; so do I, actually. Both of us have an awful tendency to lock our emotions inside and always decide about everything by ourselves.

And apparently, our fragile mate isn't as fragile as we tend to think.

Noah POV

Pearl is looking with attachment into the ultrasound she holds as the rest of the family eats breakfast. Well, the rest, I mean Charlie, Carson, Rosie, and James, who is still wrapped in bandages. Tonya, Terry, and Hayden are in her office because they have an important phone conference with her father; Kathy is still on bed rest.

"Congratulations, Pearl," I say. "I'm sure you will be a great mother."

She glances at me, smiling brightly. I'm certain that I'm right. She and Chandler may have problems, but Pearl will be a great mother; that one is certain.

"And Noah? When you mark Tonya?" she asks, and suddenly, I feel shy, especially when everybody is looking at me. Well, I should be happy that the Trio aren't here.

"Rosie, I heard you have smelt Sam's corpses. Have you had any visions?" James changes the subject, and Rosie nods:

"The man approached him when he was drinking in the bar. Promised to give him what he desires, they talked, and he gave him something."

"Probably the shot with silver. The dose he used on Tonya wasn't a normal dose; it was a very heavy dose. I think if anybody else took it, he would be dead," Carson says, and I clench my fists." He wanted to forcemark Tonya, but that type of bond can be severed. It's painful and a bit risky but not impossible that men probably convinced Sam that if he uses this silver, Tonya won't be able to sever the bond."

"But instead, he aimed to kill her and bring as much destruction to the pack as possible," I whisper.

"I think our enemy knows that we keep digging," James states. "So they need to get rid of Tonya as soon as possible. Rosie, have you managed to smell something from Tania's corps?"

"Only an overwhelming joy; she was proud that she was not weak anymore," Rosie says sadly, and Charlie reaches his hand to her, making her smile.

As far as I know, Rosie has lots of nightmares. I don't sleep well either and usually go for a walk around the house at night. I often meet her as she also tries to walk her nightmares away. Fuck I wish to know more, but I can't force myself into this. I'm Tonya's mate; I'm not a part of her mission. If the incident with Tania hadn't happened, I wouldn't have even known about anything that was happening.

"I keep seeing that man in my dreams, his anger, his hatred, and Zoya suffers. I don't understand why, but she's in pain because of him," Rosie whispers.

"And you? How are you, especially how are things between you and Kathy?" Carson asks.

"She ignores me. Do you know what is worse than someone you love not knowing about your feelings? When they know but don't give a damn. Sorry, I need to go for a run."

She stands up, and so does James, saying she can't run alone, so he will go with her. Pearl states that she will play with Kathy's kids, and Carson has his work, so Charlie and I are returning to our room.

I was surprised by his horny attitude a couple of days ago, but for sure, I don't complain. Actually, I wouldn't mind another experience like that at all.

"Would you like to do something particular?" I ask him as we enter the room, and he shakes his head.

"Can I ask you something? I trust you, but I... I need to know if you want to mark me because that's what Tonya wants?"

He doesn't look at me as he whispers that. Crap, I feel a heavy sensation in the pit of my stomach. I was naïve thinking that one sorry from me could erase all my mistakes with him.

"Charlie, I love you, and you may have doubts, especially if we consider how I treated you. I admit I was confused, I was scared of loving you, I was scared as hell of taking responsibility for somebody, and I'm so sorry. I'm also sorry about all the times I walked away from you, not even trying to help. I want you, and since we came here, believe me, or not, I couldn't decide what I was more jealous of. About Tonya liking you so much or the fact that you have never looked at me the same way you looked at her."

He smiles shyly, coming closer to me and standing on his toes so his lips can reach mine. Linus purrs in my mind, happy that our mate shows us attachment. I wrap my arms around him, bringing him closer, and let my tongue slide into his mouth.

His cheeks are flushed when we part, and I feel my canines itching. My wolf wants to continue... but I owe him a truth after all.

"I rejected you because I was a coward. I was scared of protecting you from Shane, Drew, or Daniel. I was scared that marking you would make my daily life harder, that I would be thrown away from the packhouse; giving up you seemed easier than giving up my warrior status, and for that, I'm so sorry. But not escaping earlier is what I'm sorry the most. The moment I found you, I should've taken you and ran away. If I had done it, you would have experienced one night fewer with Daniel, one night of rape and torture fewer in your life. And for that, I'm so sorry."

I whisper all that to him, still pressing him flat to my chest; he slightly trembles in my arms but keeps his arms wrapped firmly around my waist.

Tonya enters the room and gives us a stern look.

"Something wrong?" I ask, and she sighs:

"If Kathy is strong enough next week, we will all go to New York. No more lazy days. The time of negotiations is over. It's time to officially form the alliance with the Council's blessing and face our enemy openly."