Truth [The Angel Pack 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove)

by Maggie Walsh

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  Storm had died and gone to heaven. He had Noah’s warm wet cavern wrapped around his cock, strangling him. Then Bastian’s hot, hard, thick cock entered him and all sense of self left him. He was right where he was supposed to be, with both his mates as they each gave and received pleasure. Bastian leaned forward and captured Noah’s lips with his and the two of them started to kiss with a fire that seemed to increase. Bastian snapped his hips into him and Storm’s head spun. The feel of Bastian fully inside him was like no other he had ever experienced.

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  Noah couldn’t get close enough to his mates. They were making him feel things he had never felt before. Storm’s cock was giving him unbelievable pleasure. He needed more of his mate inside him. He started to thrust harder onto Storm’s shaft, trying to get more of him. Then Bastian captured his lips and his whole body lit on fire. Bastian’s tongue was devouring him, claiming him. He felt like one with his mates. He knew at this moment he would never be able to live without either of them. They fully owned him and the thought made him very happy. This is what he came to this plane for. Bastian’s hard muscled abs were pressing against the underside of his cock as he drove into Storm. The friction that it caused was delicious. He could feel every curve and ripple as Bastian moved against him. Bastian pulled back from the kiss and Noah whimpered from the loss, but Storm drove harder into him causing him to cry out. “Yes...please…” He wasn’t sure what he was begging for, but he needed it.

  “Our baby is about to blow, Storm. Claim him,” Bastian said through gritted teeth. Storm looked into his eyes and nodded. “Together, Beauty. Let’s claim him together.”

  Bastian nodded at him and they both moved their lips to Noah’s neck. They each licked a side of his neck and then at the same time they bit into Noah’s tender flesh, claiming what was theirs.

  Suddenly they were all thrown into a field of wildflowers. They could all feel the sun warming their naked skin. The wind blew and sent all their hair flying in the breeze and across their sweaty bodies. They could smell the sweetness of the flowers. They could see themselves as ghostly beings, standing together, arms wrapped around each other. Then the ghostly beings merged and became one and turned into smoke. The smoke swirled and grew and then drifted above them and separated. The smoke raced toward them and slammed into each of them. They each gasped at the sensation and held onto each other tightly. Suddenly they were back in Storm’s bed, bodies joined together. Bastian and Storm released Noah’s neck as he screamed out his orgasm. He felt Noah’s release against his stomach. Bastian and Storm both licked their bite marks closed and pulled back, looking at each other in shock.

  “Don’t stop,” Noah panted out. “Finish...claim...Storm.” He still had one hand wrapped around the back of Storm’s neck. Noah wrapped his other arm around Bastian’s neck, pulling him closer. Bastian looked into Storm’s eyes and Storm nodded.

  Bastian couldn’t believe what he just experienced with his men. His mates. Never before had he felt love like that before. He didn’t know you could love this deeply. And he did love both his mates with his whole being. They belonged to him and he belonged to them. He finally felt whole, complete, for the first time in his life. Bastian thrust into Storm and leaned forward over Noah’s shoulder, trapping Noah between them. Storm turned his head and exposed his throat. Bastian licked the tender flesh and then he struck. His teeth broke through Storm’s skin and his blood splashed across Bastian’s tongue. It was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted, besides the taste of Noah’s honeysuckle. Storm tasted like milk and cream and the combined taste of both his mates made him high. He drew in Storm’s life essence as his hips picked up speed and he slammed harder and harder into his mate. Storm cried out. “Oh fuck, Beauty...yes. Come with me, my love,” Storm panted out and squeezed his mates against him tighter. They both screamed out their release. Storm could feel the hot jets of Bastian’s seed hit the back wall of his hole. Noah moaned as he felt Storm shoot his load deep inside him. Bastian release Storm’s neck and licked the bite mark closed. They all slumped against each other, sweating and panting for breath, as they tried to calm their hearts.

  “Wow,” Noah said softly and his two big mates chuckled.

  “Exactly what I was thinking,” Storm huffed out between pants.

  “Me, too,” Bastian said against the side of Noah’s neck.

  Chapter 9

  They all gathered in Raffy’s room to hear what he had to tell them. Yesterday he had told Micah and Gabriel that he was too tired to talk about everything. But he did tell them that he didn’t run away from home. Although he wanted to, he didn’t. He was taken from his home and sold to Master. When they questioned him how that was possible, he shut down. They couldn’t get any more out of him.

  Micah couldn’t understand it. His father’s pack was a good pack. There were a lot of good people there. His dad never would have allowed something like this. So what happened?

  Gabriel sat on the edge of the bed next to Raffy and spoke to him softly, while he held his hand. Taylor and Jesse spoke softly in the corner as Micah paced the room, waiting for Storm, Bastian, and Noah to arrive. It had been three hours, not two since they agreed to meet, but Micah wasn’t going to rush the trio. They needed time to connect.

  Bastian, Storm, and Noah walked into the room all looking like the cat that ate the canary. They held each other’s hands and smiled as they closed the door behind them. “Sorry we’re late,” Storm offered and moved closer to the bed.

  “Not a problem,” Micah said with a smirk.

  Noah walked to the bed and sat down on the other side of Raffy and took his other hand. He smiled when Raffy turned to look at him. “Hi Noah,” Raffy whispered.

  Noah gave him an even bigger smile and kissed his hand. “Raffy...okay,” Noah said it as a statement.

  “I don’t know if I’ll ever be okay, my friend. But thanks to you, I’m free. Thank you, Noah,” Raffy said and kissed Noah’s cheek.

  Micah moved closer to the bed and sat down in a chair. “Raff, I know this is really hard for you, but we need to know how this happened to you. I don’t understand how my father would allow this.”

  Raffy looked at Micah with vacant eyes. “Alpha Angel didn’t know about it.”

  “But how could you just disappear from the pack and he not try to find you?” Micah questioned in confusion.

  Raffy shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know about any of that. I don’t know what he was told about my leaving,” Raffy sighed.

  “Raffy, can you please explain to us how you came to be taken,” Gabriel asked gently. Raffy looked at him with those cold, empty eyes and said one word that shook Gabriel right to his core.

  “Father.”

  Gabriel looked at him in shock. His eyes bulged out, his eyebrows up into his hairline and his mouth hanging open. He was speechless. How could their father do this to his own son?

  Taylor stepped up behind Gabriel and placed his hands on Gabriel’s shoulders, giving him a comforting squeeze.

  Micah sat forward and looked at Raffy with gentle eyes. “Uncle did this to you? I don’t understand, Raff. Please explain what happened.”

  Raffy turned his attention to Micah. “He said I was useless to the pack because I was an Omega. That all Omegas should be killed at first shift. But Alpha Angel wouldn’t let him. He told father that he wasn’t to touch me and if he did, Father would pay with his own life. So Father kept me around to take care of him and Michael. But when Michael died in the pack war, Father went crazy. He started yelling that the council was to blame. He had four sons, two who were a disgrace to the family, the pack, and our race as a whole. One who was an Omega, and he believes all Omegas to be evil. And his first son, his best son, who was taken from him. He wanted Alpha Angel to give leadership to Michael, seeing as Micah was a disgrace and left his father to take care of the pack on his own. So that meant Michael should be next in line. But Alpha Angel wouldn’t do it. He told father
that’s not how it worked and he knew it. The pack still belonged to his Micah. He always told us that his Micah was out exploring the world, learning things, so that when the day came that he was ready to step down, his Micah would be ready to take over. I always wished that Alpha Angel was my father. He was always so kind to me. To everyone. Whenever he spoke about his Micah, his eyes would light up with pride and this wistful smile would cross his face. I wanted someone to think of me that way, too. But Father started to make sure that I had very little time with Alpha Angel.” Raffy spoke as if he were a young teenager, not a man of over a two hundred and fifty.

  Micah’s eyes misted over as Raffy spoke and a large lump developed in his throat. He blinked to hold back the tears as he clenched his jaw. Jesse immediately came to him and sat on his lap, wrapping his arms around his mate.

  “So what did your father do to make you leave?” Storm asked gently.

  “When Michael died, father wanted the pack for himself. But again Alpha Angel said no. So Father started having these secret meetings with a witch. I only knew about it because he would come to our house sometimes. They would go into the lab that Father built in the basement. Then one day Father said that he may have found a way to change me from being an Omega. He took my blood and he and the witch went to the basement. They stayed down there for three weeks. I kept bringing them food. Then two days after they finished in the basement, I was woken in the middle of the night. Father grabbed my hands and bound them behind my back. He covered my eyes and gagged my mouth…”

  “What,” Gabriel’s voice raised in shock. “Why would he do that?”

  “He told me that the witch had found a way to change beings, all beings. That the witch was going to change me from an Omega. He put me in the trunk of his car and drove away. That was the last time I saw Father’s home, or our pack. When I woke up, I was in that dungeon, in that cage.” Raffy stopped speaking.

  “Do you know what your father meant by changing beings?” Storm asked.

  “The witch found a way to create rogue vampires. He can take vamps and change them, or he can take humans and change them,” Raffy said matter-of-factly.

  “Son of a bitch. That’s where they’re all coming from. They’ve been creating them for years now,” Storm said in shock.

  Gabriel’s eyes were full of rage, but he kept it in check when he spoke to his baby brother. “Did they change you?” Gabriel asked and then swallowed the lump in his throat.

  “No, Father lied. They couldn’t change me from an Omega. What they needed was my blood, so they could experiment. They kept a variety of paranormals and humans. From what I overheard the witch say to Father, about a year ago, they had over a hundred humans, along with us paranormals.”

  “A hundred humans? We didn’t find anyone but you all in the dungeon. Where were the humans?” Micah asked through clenched jaw.

  “They came and went as the witch changed them. Father was very upset that all the humans were leaving the area and it was harder to take them. So Master sent some of the changed rogues to go get more. That’s why it was empty. All the guards but three were out finding more.”

  “What types of paranormals did they have? I know we can just go to them now and find out, but there are two that I can’t tell,” Micah asked.

  “There was me, then Noah is fae, there was another Omega, a lion shifter, two wolves, a witch, a phoenix, and two demons,” Raffy counted out and Noah nodded in agreement.

  “Son-of-a-bitch, what the hell were they doing with all these paranormals?” Storm huffed.

  “The witch mixed our blood to create the serum to change the vampire’s and the humans.” Again, Raffy said it all matter-of-factly.

  “I don’t understand why they want to make so many rogues vampires. What’s the end game?” Bastian asked in confusion.

  “Taylor,” Noah said and Taylor looked at him. Then Taylor smiled and nodded his head.

  “Noah doesn’t know about the witch, but the doctor that kept taking his blood, also injected him with some kind of red water. Whenever he did, Noah couldn’t use his fae magic for three weeks. He overheard Master speaking with the doctor a few weeks ago about finally getting his hands on his ultimate goal. Holy shit!” Taylor’s eyes went wide, his face full of shock.

  “What, sweet baby? What is it?” Gabriel asked and wrapped an arm around Taylor’s shoulders.

  “I can’t...I...wow...okay...um,” Taylor swallowed and looked at Micah. “A dragon?” He said it as a question.

  All the air escaped from Micah’s lungs at Taylor’s words. A dragon. If they got their hands on a dragon, then the world was at risk of full annihilation. What was going on?

  “Holy fuck, Micah. If they get their hands on a dragon…” Storm said, just as shocked as Micah.

  Micah nodded absently. “I know. I was just thinking the same thing.”

  “Wait a minute,” Bastian said and looked between the two leaders. “A dragon? Like a real live dragon? But I thought they were extinct?”

  “The animal form is. The shifter version, not so much. They’re very rare. When the animal form was hunted down and destroyed, the shifters went into hiding. The hunters at the time, killed all the female and child dragon shifters. Only a few male ones remain, and no one has seen one in hundreds of years. It is said that a dragon’s blood is powerful. It can be used to kill anything. Just one drop and any living thing will die instantly. But a dragons tears...can wipe out a city,” Micah whispered the last part, his face a mask of dread.

  “Holy fuck,” Bastian whispered.

  “Where would they find a dragon anyway? You said they were rare,” Gabriel asked.

  “I don’t have any idea. But Noah said that this Master was close to finding one. And if he does...and with these experiments their doing already...what are they trying to do?” Micah asked.

  “We need to go back to that vineyard. We went just to rescue the captives, but we need to find anything we can about these experiments,” Storm said.

  Micah nodded. “But first we need reinforcements. We need help in case the others came back. I’ll call Dante and let him know what we found out. We need to find this Master. He seems to be in charge. Then we need to find this doctor and this witch.”

  “The witch is the doctor,” Raffy whispered.

  “A witchdoctor? Well, well, isn’t that a little cliché?” Taylor smirked.

  “Taylor,” Jesse said in exasperation.

  “What? I’m just saying,” Taylor huffed.

  “So if this witch is also the doctor, then who is the Master?” Bastian asked.

  “Mr. Brighton,” Raffy whispered in fear and he started to tremble. Noah wrapped his arms around him and held him close.

  “Mr. Brighton? As in Hillary’s father?” Micah asked in shock. Raffy nodded as tears ran down his face.

  “He said that because Alpha Angel and Micah didn’t hold up their part of the bargain, that he would get the pack another way. He liked his plan even better than Micah and Hillary mating, because then he could be Alpha. He said that Micah wasn’t the dumb fuck he thought he was. He gets very angry at Micah. He hurts when he’s angry,” Raffy stopped and buried his face in Noah’s shoulder.

  Micah moved closer to Raffy and drew his face up gently. “Mr. Brighton has hurt you because of me? Because he was angry with me?” Micah asked gently, as tears welled up in his eyes. “Oh, Raffy, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know.”

  “It’s not your fault. You’re a good man. I wanted to leave and find you and my brothers. But Father always caught me,” Raffy said as fresh tears rolled down his cheeks.

  “Do you know why your father and Mr. Brighton want Alpha Angels pack so bad that they would go to such drastic measures?” Jesse asked gently.

  Raffy shook his head, then rested it on Noah’s shoulder. He closed his eyes and held Noah tightly.

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  Micah sat out on the patio in the back of Storm’s house and stared at the calm water in the swimming pool. His min
d was all twisted up. He couldn’t believe what they had learned from Raffy and Noah earlier. His uncle and Mr. Brighton were in cahoots to take over his father’s pack, but why? And why go through all these hoops? They could just challenge his father, and if they won, then the pack would be theirs. None of this made sense. Why kidnap all these paranormals, and humans? Why change those humans into rogue vampires? And why use a dragon?

  Micah was so deep in thought that he hadn’t realized that Jesse had joined him until he felt a touch to his shoulder, making him flinch. His head snapped to the side to see who it was and then his face softened when he saw that it was his love.

  “Are you okay, my love?” Jesse asked as he walked to stand in front of Micah and stood between his parted legs.

  Micah reached out and placed his hands on Jesse’s hips. “I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around all of this.”

  “I know. I can’t understand what they’re trying to accomplish. I have a hard time believing this is all about taking over your fathers pack. All they have to do is challenge him and win and the pack is theirs. Surely if I know this, then so do they. There has to be more to it than that,” Jesse said as he sat on Micah’s leg and wrapped an arm around his shoulders.

  Micah placed a hand on Jesse’s knee and the other on the small of his back. “That’s what keeps going around my head, too.”

  “I know you pretty well, my love, and I know it’s more than that. It’s what Raffael said about Mr. Brighton hurting him because of you.” Jesse ran a hand up Micah’s chest in comfort.

  “Why would he do that, baby?” Micah said in a strangled voice. “I haven’t been home in almost three hundred years. Why would he hurt Raffy because of me? I don’t even know the man anymore. And Raffy was born long after we left. I never met Raffy until now. Whenever I had spoken to my father over the years, he’s told me about Balthazar, now Raphael, and why the name change? I don’t get it. Neither Gabriel, Castiel, or I have ever met him. None of this is making any sense to me.”