by Kallie Frost
The Full Moon Mates Series
Boxed Set
His Omega Roommate (#1)
Icing the Omega (#2)
Espresso for His Omega (#3)
Plus a special bonus short story:
A Half Moon Halloween
M/M Alpha/Omega Shifters MPREG
By Harper B. Cole
&
Kallie Frost
His Omega Roommate
Full Moon Mates Book One
M/M, Alpha/Omega, Shifters, MPREG
Harper B. Cole
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Kallie Frost
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The Full Moon Mates Series
His Omega Roommate
Icing the Omega
Espresso for his Omega
The Last Alpha Dragon
An Alpha a Day
Beneath His Alpha’s Wings
Chapter One
Rion
“Is that all you're bringing?”
I nodded absently, zipping up my final suitcase. I stepped back to take a look at what I had.
“That's not going to be enough.”
“It's more than enough, Mom,” I said.
“You're going away for a year!”
“I know.”
“Do you need to go shopping before you leave? I don't want you to get there and realize you forgot something.”
“I'm not going to Mars. I'm going to a fully furnished apartment, three hours away.”
“Four,” my mother corrected sharply.
“Four,” I conceded. “Not that the distance matters, it's not like I can come home.”
“That's exactly my point, Rion. You’re going to be gone for a year and you can't come home.”
“I'll be fine, Mom. It’s not my first year away, you know.”
“I know.” She sank heavily onto the edge of my bed. “And I always worry when you do it.”
“I'll be fine,” I said again. “I've done this dozens of times.”
“And what are you going to do for the full moons?” She sounded traumatized by the very idea of it.
“Spend them in the bunker? Like I do every time?”
“And you'll call me every morning after?”
“Of course. Honestly, Mom, you worry too much. I've done plenty of full moons.”
“That's exactly my point,” she said stiffly. “The older you get the harder the full moons are. And you still aren't mated.”
“I'll be fine. I'm not that old.”
“Alphas younger than you die during full moons all the time. And you’ll be all alone.”
I sighed at the old argument. “I'm alone during most full moons,” I reminded her.
“But, you spend the day with your family and change in a familiar place. And you get to run on the island sometimes. Your wolf isn't going to like being all alone in a strange bunker.”
“I'll go there a few times and shift before the full moon. Get my scent all over the place.”
She sighed but didn't look convinced. “I wish you didn't have to do this.”
“Mom,” I could hardly keep the exasperation out of my voice. Honestly, we went through this song and dance every time I went away. “Everybody has to do this, even you.”
“I have your father,” she said. “Our wolves keep each other company during the full moon. I worry about my children being alone for the change.”
“I'll call you every morning,” I promised. “Don't worry about me, Mom.”
She rose to embrace me. “Just be safe, Rion.”
“I will, Mom.”
“I have to get back to the restaurant.”
“Go on.”
She left me alone with my suitcases and I sighed. I worried about the full moons sometimes too. I hated to admit it, but she was right. In fact, I had just heard about an alpha dying during the last full moon. I was pretty sure he was quite a bit younger than me. But, I didn't exactly have any control over it. My wolf would come out during the full moon whether I liked it or not. And I certainly didn't have any control over the fact I hadn't found my true mate.
My brother, Dell, rapped his knuckles on my door frame. “Can I come in?”
“Only if you help me carry this stuff to the car,” I joked.
He smirked back. “I'm driving you there, isn't that enough?” Nonetheless, he came into the room. “You look tense; I assume Mom dropped by with her usual year away freak out?”
I sighed. “Guessed it in one. Apparently I didn’t pack enough. Does she give you this much trouble when you leave for your year?”
“Probably not quite as much is you,” he said. “You do have a few decades on me. The older you are…”
“The harder the full moon is,” we chorused.
“I could come with you, Rion,” he offered. “Spend the moons there I mean.”
“We’re both alphas, we still couldn't spend the full moon together.”
“I know but we could shift and run the night before; get some energy out of our systems.”
“I appreciate the offer, but you're not due for a year away for a while. Besides Mom would go nuts with two of us gone.”
“As if there aren't plenty more of us,” he chuckled.
I shared a grin with him. He was the second oldest, after me, and there were six of us. Even as I thought it, another one of my brothers stuck his head around the corner. This time, it was my youngest.
“Are we leaving yet? I could go to hockey practice at this rate,” he said.
“So eager to get rid of me, Carrick?” I asked. “It’s your turn next. Mom will start fussing over you soon enough.”
“Don’t remind me,” he groaned.
One of my sisters appeared around the corner. “I hope you're not in here ragging on Mom,” she said.
“Why are you in my house?” I demanded. Dell and Carrick were at least driving me there. “God, you’re so much like mom.” She had let herself in as well.
“Gee, thanks. I’m here to say goodbye and to remind you not to let Mom get to you. She doesn't have a choice, she has to worry. Trust me, I know.”
She would know; she was a mother herself. The lucky, lucky woman had already met her true mate. They say you can meet your true mate at any time, but my sister was by far the youngest person I knew who already had one. Once they were officially mated they hadn’t wasted any time starting a family. Her oldest child was older than Carrick by only a few years.
“Well, thanks for stopping by, Tessa.” I reached out to offer a hug.
She embraced me with one arm, then held out a paper bag with her free hand. I didn’t have to ask what the contents were; the look on her face gave it away.
“You brought me cookies!” I practically squealed, sounding like someone a hundred years younger than me. My excitement wasn’t entirely unwarranted, she owned a bakery and had studied with world class bakers. Even though I got to sample her wares frequently, it was always a treat. “I love you.”
“I know. And there’s coffee from Cambry’s on the counter.” She passed off the bag. “Now, I’ve gotta get back to the bakery, I’m only halfway through the flowers for that wedding cake I’ve bee
n stressing over.”
“You play with sugar all day, how can you be stressed out?” Dell teased. Tessa punched him in the arm.
She gave me another hug and rushed out. “Be safe, Rion. See you next year!”
“We should probably get out of here too,” I said to my brothers. “I assume you're planning on driving back tonight?”
Dell nodded. “No sense in staying there. Although we could always crash in a hotel if need be.” Carrick nodded in agreement.
“Either way, it’s time to head out and get on the road.”
They each grabbed one of my bags and followed me out of the room. Not only were there three large coffees from our cousin’s coffee shop on the counter, but Tessa had gotten me a pound of my favorite roast as well. I piled into the car with them and we set out.
I watched quietly out the window as the town of Half Moon Island went by. The Christmas decorations were still up, and shadows held small drifts of snow. It looked like a normal, small island tourist town. And, quite honestly, that's exactly what it was. It was a popular island getaway for tourists looking for something more peaceful than Atlantic City. It was a quaint town full of life-long residents, rental homes, and family-owned businesses. No casinos, no boardwalks, just sandy beaches and good seafood. More importantly, it was conveniently cut off from the outside world, which made it the perfect place for a large shifter community.
We didn't live in packs anymore, not like we did in the old days. But the changing times hadn't diminished our desire or instincts to be together. Not only was the town fairly isolated, but most of the humans who owned property only lived here seasonally, which made it easy for us to stay in one place without anyone noticing that we didn't age. The majority of my family lived here, along with dozens of other shifter families. We had our own businesses tucked in among the human owned ones. Even more shifters were scattered around the mainland nearby.
I always felt almost a measure of sadness when I left for my year away. Half Moon wasn’t the first place that I had lived, but it was by far my favorite. I watched the little shops and buildings go by and felt like this was the kind of place where I could stay for a long, long time.
We joked as we drove along, singing with the radio, and arguing over where to stop for food. It wasn't quite sunset when we finally arrived in the town where I'd be staying for the next year. We were much further south and hadn’t seen snow for most of the trip. The air even felt a bit warmer.
All three of us had lived in this town in the past for our previous years away. We pulled up to my new building and parked out front.
“I lived here,” said Carrick. “Looks like they renovated the place.”
“When was that?” asked Dell.
“I'm not sure… maybe thirty years ago?”
I nodded. “Now that you mention it, it does look familiar. I may have dropped by to visit you once or twice.”
“Well then, shall we get your things?” asked Carrick.
“Yeah.”
We each grabbed some of my luggage and started up the sidewalk to the building. I fell back, hesitating, knowing that I hadn't quite filled them in on everything yet.
“Rion?” Dell turned and looked at me curiously.
“I should probably warn you in case my roommate is here…”
“I thought you'd be living alone,” said Dell.
“I thought about it, but it gets lonely. I figure since it's been ten years…” As much as I was trying to reassure everybody that I would be perfectly alright, each progressive full moon did seem to get a little harder to endure, especially during my year away.
“What’s his animal?” asked Carrick.
I chewed on my lower lip nervously, before admitting, “Human.”
They both gaped at me.
“You’re going to live with a human?” gasped Dell.
“Keep your voice down,” I warned, even though I didn't see anyone else on the street.
“How are you going to manage that?” asked Carrick.
“It's not like I'm going to spend full moons in the apartment,” I said. “I've never lived with a human before. I think it'll be fun.”
“I’ve stayed with a few for hockey stuff,” said Carrick. “Fun is not the word I would use. It's stressful. Especially after you've been with other shifters for ages.”
“Well, if it doesn't work out, it's not like I don't have other options.”
“Suit yourself,” chuckled Dell.
We made our way into my building and tracked down my apartment.
As it turned out my roommate wasn’t there, so I decided to head to the leasing office to get my key and finish up paperwork. My brothers waited patiently for me. When I was done we headed back up to my new apartment and went inside. There were a lot of boxes strewed around and I could tell that my roommate was just moving in as well.
“So where did you meet this guy?” asked Carrick.
“The internet,” I admitted with a wince. “We haven't actually met… It was just a website for people looking to share an apartment.”
“So, what you're saying is you're going to be murdered,” Carrick laughed.
“Not unless he's a werewolf hunter,” I shot back.
They both shuddered.
“Don't even joke,” said Dell.
“You’re hours away from the nearest warden,” Carrick added.
“I'm sure I'll be fine. The website seems to do a pretty good job of vetting people.”
“Because, ‘do you kill werewolves?’ is a common question one is asked before signing a lease,” Dell said.
“You guys are hilarious. Please, don't tell Mom I met him on the internet.”
“Wouldn't dream of it, brother,” Carrick chuckled.
“Want to check out the bunker?” asked Dell.
I shook my head. I knew where it was, this wasn't my first year away in this town and I had used the bunker plenty of times. And I didn't want to get the scent of other alphas anywhere near it. “I wouldn't mind grabbing dinner though,” I said. “And maybe a good run?”
“Sign me up for that,” Carrick said immediately. He was never one to turn down dinner.
We were familiar with most of the restaurants in town, so it was just a matter of figuring out which one we all wanted to eat at. Once we had that solved we dumped my stuff and headed out. When dinner was over we drove out to the woods on the outskirts of town, avoiding the area where the bunker was, and parked well away from the road.
Dell went first, stripping off his clothes before changing effortlessly into his wolf form, while Carrick and I kept watch. Dell trotted around us after he was done, sniffing carefully to make sure there was nobody else around.
‘All clear,’ he said into our heads.
We exchanged a grin, then Carrick I began to change too.
I focused on the wolf inside of me, almost calling it to me. My bones began to ache and my skin started to itch. The itching intensified until it was almost painful. I felt like I was falling and then it was over.
All at once I was more like a passenger in my own body. I could see and feel everything around me, but it was like a dream and I could feel the sensation of someone else in the driver’s seat. I felt my body shake vigorously, stretching and settling into its new physical form. Then, my nose turned to the air and sniffed. It had been a decade since I had been here last, and I could tell that my wolf recognized it, but wasn't quite sure about his new surroundings. After he noticed his brothers by his side, he calmed down and I felt his mind recede as he gave control to me.
I gave myself a good shake to make sure that I was indeed in control again. Satisfied that the wolf had fully stepped back, I turned to my brothers and cocked my head.
‘Shall we run?’ I asked.
‘Ready when you are,’ said Carrick. ‘Dell?’
‘Let's do it.’ Dell gave himself a good shake and then started trotting deeper into the woods. Carrick and I followed, and soon we eased into a lope, followed by a flat out
run. I wasn't sure who initiated it, but soon the three of us were wrestling. We bit and tumbled and tackled, barking and howling as we did. It was a good old-fashioned scuffle, and I knew it would appease my wolf for some time.
It was quite a bit later than I intended when we finally, reluctantly, changed back into our human forms and headed back to my apartment.
“Sorry you're getting out of here so late,” I said.
“Don't you worry about it,” said Dell. “I hope that run helps you out during the moon.”
“Yeah, don't worry about the time. Besides,” Carrick shot a grin at Dell, “I'm just going to sleep in the car.”
Dell playfully slapped him on the back of the head. “Don't even think about it, pup.”
“Let me know when you get home safely,” I said. The three of us hugged and they started on their way. I watched until the car was out of sight, before turning and heading into my apartment.
Now that it was night, my senses were heightened, and I could smell my roommate before I even opened the door. He smelled really good, but there was something strangely familiar about his scent. I stood there for a few moments sniffing and trying to figure out where I knew him from, but I just couldn't place him. I decided that without seeing his face I'd never know for sure, so I took a deep breath and headed into my apartment to meet the stranger I would be living with for the next year.
He was standing in the kitchen cooking something, but his scent was so strong it took me several seconds longer than it should have to figure out it was spaghetti.
He turned as I opened the door, and broke into a nervous grin.
“I take it you're my roommate?” he asked.
“That's right.” It seemed like he was just one of those people with a common scent. As familiar as he smelled, I was certain I had never seen him before. He looked about my height, with neatly combed dirty blonde hair, and perfect looking skin. His grin, albeit shy, was to die for. In fact, he was almost too handsome. Certainly, not a face I would have forgotten.
