The Lunar Queen Chapter 42

Hunter POV

Today has been a whirlwind of a day. Lyric woke up, and that was one of the best things to happen today. Seeing Lyric give all of those assholes the judgment they deserve and set their wolves free was amazing. “Our sister is powerful,” Lars says. Meeting Felicity has been the best thing yet. Her being the daughter of the Beta of Blue Mountain Pack is perfect. Lyric said she would be perfect, but it’s even more than I can imagine. As we drive back to the pack house, Felicity reaches over and grabs my hand, sparks shooting up my entire arm, and I don’t pull away, don’t even think about it, just tighten my grip on hers like I’ve been waiting for that exact contact all day without realizing it.

“After lunch, do you think we’ll have time for us before the pool party and pack run?” she asks, running her hand up and down my thigh, making my dick hard instantly.

She smiles when she sees my tent forming. “Oh, we will find time, my mate,” I say, my voice dropping without me meaning it to, already thinking about pulling her somewhere private before anyone can stop us.

When we step into the pack house, the energy just feels better, lighter. We pile into the dining room with everyone else. The weekend of the mating balls is always so hectic. Lyric notices our parents sitting with our former king and queen and makes her way over, and we all follow.

“Hey mom, hey dad, and hello your majesties. My name is Lyric,” she says to Cole’s parents, bowing slightly.

“No need for formalities; we are family now,” Cole’s father says. “I am Richard, and this is my mate Leah.”

“My dear, you are absolutely beautiful,” Leah says to her.

“Thank you, that means a lot. Oh, Eli found his second chance mate today,” she says, beaming, dragging Iris to the front of the group.

“Isn’t she gorgeous? We have the same hair color,” Lyric says excitedly. “I have never seen anyone else with my skin color and hair color,” she adds.

“Maybe you two are related somehow,” Richard suggests.

Lyric gasps, “Oh my goddess, I didn’t think of that,” she squeals. “Give me your hands,” she says to Iris.

After taking her hands, she closes her eyes, and the air starts to feel a little thicker, not enough for anyone to panic yet, but enough that every wolf in the room feels it and goes still without being told. When her eyes open, they glow purple, and everybody freezes. The room goes dead silent as she spins and locks eyes on my parents. The tables begin to shake, and things start flying.

“Explain,” she and Nova say together.

My mother and father both look terrified, and I’ve never seen them look like that before, not even during attacks.

“What is going on, Sunny?” Mason asks, trying to get close.

Cole grabs his arm before he can. “Not while she is like this; she will kill you,” he says, and the way he says it isn’t a warning—it’s fact.

Cole walks up to her and cups her cheeks. “Come back to me, princess,” he says to her.

Slowly, everything stops moving, and the air feels breathable again, like we all just got released from something none of us could fight.

“How?” she asks, voice cracking, “and don’t lie because I will know.”

“When I found out I was pregnant with triplets, we were so excited. But when I actually gave birth, two of you looked exactly like her, and we knew that one of you would be the one in the prophecy. We thought it would be safer if we separated the two of you,” my mother says, tears streaming down her face.

“Wait, I’m lost,” I say.

“Well, let me catch you up to speed, brother. Iris, Summer, and I were triplets, and because our parents didn’t know which one of us was actually Eloise, they thought it wise to split us up,” she says, eyes glowing purple again.

Cole grabs her and sits her on his lap.

“Wait, so Iris is our sister?” I ask.

“Yes,” Lyric says. “And here I was, getting abused by your fucking daughter for looking different than her, and she was the different one the whole damn time,” she yells.

“How could you keep this from me? My whole life has been a lie. I’ve felt like an outcast, and I had a sister who looked like me,” she says, crying, her voice breaking in a way that makes it hit harder than any yelling did.

“It’s never ending with this fucking pack,” she cries before storming out.

Everyone follows her out. Only Cole and I are left.

“So not only did you completely ignore her for that evil bitch you called a daughter while she suffered at her hands, but you also kept a sister from her who could have made her feel less alone. You’re lucky she’s your family because if it were up to me, I’d destroy this entire fucking pack,” he growls before leaving to find his mate.

I can’t even move. “What the fuck just happened?” I say.

“It seems your family secrets are being revealed,” Richard says.

Cole POV

I head outside to find my mate, and what I find surprises me.

“What did I miss?” I say, walking up to my smiling mate.

“My parents are shit heads,” she says, shrugging, like she’s forcing it to sound lighter than it actually is.

“Are we not mad?” I ask.

“Oh, I am furious with them, but it is me and my sister’s birthday, and I will not have it ruined,” she replies, and I can hear the control in it, the way she’s choosing not to spiral.

“And that cheeky little goddess of ours knew, which is why Iris was Elias’s second chance mate,” she adds, rolling her eyes.

“Are you sure you’re okay, my love?” I link her.

“Yes, my king, I am sure. I’m just disappointed in my parents,” she links back, but the emotion under it doesn’t fully settle.

“I wonder if your gamma’s mate is related to me somehow. It seems to be a pattern,” she muses.

“So Iris, where have you been?” Winter asks.

“I’ve been living with my grandparents in the White River Pack,” she says.

“That’s mom’s home pack,” Lyric growls. “I always wondered why we never visited. They always came here, even if I asked to go. They always went alone,” Lyric adds.

“Did you know who I was?” Lyric asks Iris.

“Yes, but mom said I couldn’t tell you because we needed to stay safe and separate until we found our mates,” Iris explains.

“In the car?” she asks, voice cracking.

“I’m sorry, Lyric. I didn’t know how to tell you. Even when I came downstairs and saw you, I thought you would figure it out when you saw me,” Iris says.

“I honestly thought it was just a coincidence that we looked so much alike. I didn’t even look like the girl I thought was my twin. So I just found it ironic that we look so much alike and are mated to brothers,” Lyric reflects.

“Can we swim now? I need a complete reset on the day because it’s been way too much,” Lyric asks.

“How about we all meet back here in two hours? That gives the newly found mates some alone time and allows me to get my mate back in good spirits before we go swimming and before the run,” I suggest.

“Sounds like a good idea,” Mason agrees.

As we all walk back to the pack house, Mason stops by Lyric.

“You good, Sunny?” he asks.

“Just peachy, Mase. Go enjoy your mate. See you guys later. Aria, if you need a swimsuit, there are extras in the changing room,” she says before turning to me.

The look on her face says everything, and this time I don’t ignore it, don’t pretend she’s fine just because she’s smiling.

I scoop her into my arms and carry her to my room on the guest floor.

When we get inside, she instantly breaks down, like the second the door closes she doesn’t have to hold it together anymore. I just hold her until she finishes.

“Talk to me, my love,” I say.

“Today has just been a lot. I’m so overwhelmed with all of it,” she says.

“I had to kill my sister today, only to find out I had another sister just two hours away. It felt like something was missing, and I always thought it was because I felt so disconnected from Summer, but it was so much more than that,” she says.

“I killed her sister and she never even met her,” she adds, tears falling freely.

“You did her a favor, and Summer was never a sister to you, princess. She was a burden and a jealous hater,” I say, wiping her tears, making sure she actually looks at me when I say it.

“I know that once Elias tells her who Summer was, she will not feel any way towards you for that,” I reassure her.

“You did what you had to do, and it was well deserved,” I state.

“Why would they keep her from me?” she asks.

“The year you were born, my uncle was kidnapping pups that were born with red hair, green eyes, and caramel skin, regardless of rank,” I explain. “I truly believe they were trying to protect both of you; they just didn’t know that keeping you and not her would hurt you in the end.”

“I guess you’re right. It just hurts to know I wasn’t the only one,” she admits.

“I know, my love,” I say.

“So, how about you show me what you saw earlier?” I suggest.

She smiles, and it’s real this time, not forced, and turns in my lap so she is straddling me and kisses me.

I think she’s trying to have sex when a vision begins forming behind my eyes—her swollen, pregnant in the palace, and me begging her to slow down because she’s pregnant with triplets. “Triplets?” I whisper. “How long?” I ask. “Soon, my love,” she responds. “Are you pregnant now?” I inquire, and she just looks at me and tilts her head. “Is that a yes?” I question. “No, my love, I am not pregnant yet, but sooner than you think. All the girls will be pregnant at the same time, including Aria and Felicity. That’s all I’m telling you,” she says, zipping her lips. ‘You’re no fun,’ I pout at her like a scolded pup, though my eyes betray the hunger simmering beneath.

'Oh, so then I should just keep my clothes on?' she teases, shifting to slide off me, her hips grinding just enough to make my cock throb in protest.

I growl low, the sound rumbling from my chest as I flip her onto the couch beneath me. She bursts into giggles, her hand slapping my chest lightly. 'You beast,' she laughs, breath hitching with delight.

'I love that sound,' I whisper, leaning in to nip at her ear before trailing kisses to her marking spot, sucking gently on the fresh bite. A deep moan spills from her lips, her body arching into mine.

No time for patience. My claws extend with a sharp snick, and I rake them down her shirt and shorts, shredding the fabric in one swift tear. Threads scatter like confetti, leaving her bare and exposed, skin flushing under my gaze.

'Cole, those were my favorite shorts,' she growls, half-playful, half-annoyed, her eyes narrowing at the ruins.

'I'm the king—I’ll buy you all the shorts you want,' I shoot back, smirking as she rolls her eyes, that spark of defiance only fueling my fire.

I scoop her up in my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist instinctively, and carry her to the bed. With a playful toss, she lands on the mattress, bouncing once before propping up on her elbows, her laughter bubbling out again.

'You’re a wild one, huh, Your Highness?' she says, still chuckling, her gaze raking over me like she’s plotting her next move.

'Always for you, princess,' I reply, voice dropping to a husky promise.

I strip off my shirt and pants in quick pulls, kicking them aside before climbing onto the bed. But before I can pin her down, she yanks me forward, flipping us with surprising strength so she’s straddling my hips, her wet pussy pressing against my aching cock.

'I think I like this side of you,' I murmur low, hands sliding up her thighs to grip her ass, squeezing the firm flesh.

She grins wickedly, lifting her hips and lowering herself onto my dick, inch by torturous inch. The tight heat of her pussy envelops me, and I hiss through clenched teeth at the sheer pleasure ripping through me. 'Fuck, baby.'

Her moan joins mine as she sinks fully, bottoming out with a shudder. I grab her hips, fingers digging in as she starts bouncing, rising and falling with a rhythm that has her breasts jiggling enticingly.

'Fuck, Cole, you feel so good,' she moans, head tipping back, exposing the curve of her throat.

I grip her harder, thrusting up to meet her, slamming deep with each upward drive. Her tits bounce right in my face, and I reach up, pinching her nipples between my fingers, twisting just enough to draw a sharp cry from her.

'Fuck!' she gasps, grinding down harder. 'Please, more, my king.'

The plea snaps something in me. I flip us again, pinning her beneath me, spreading her legs wide until her knees nearly touch the sheets. I thrust into her slowly this time, deliberate, watching my cock slide in and out of her slick pussy, coated in her arousal.

'Hmm, yes, Cole,' she moans, her walls fluttering around me.

'Fuck, princess, I love hearing you moan like that,' I growl, picking up speed, the wet slap of our bodies echoing in the room.

Nova surges forward in her mind, a wild energy pulsing through her veins, and Zeus stirs in mine, his ancient power coiling like a storm ready to break. I haul her up, spinning her around so she’s on all fours, ass presented like an offering. With one swift motion, I thrust back into her pussy, burying myself to the hilt.

'Yesss!' she cries out, pushing back to take me deeper.

'MINE,' Zeus roars through me, the word vibrating in the air as I pound into her.

'Yours, my king—all yours,' she and Nova respond in unison, their voices blending into a sultry chorus that drives me feral.

Zeus takes the reins fully, no room for protest as he slams into her relentlessly, hips snapping with brutal force. Each thrust rocks her forward, her hands fisting the sheets.

'Fuck, Zeus—yes, harder, please!' she begs, voice breaking on a sob of pleasure.

I pull her upright against my chest, one arm banding around her waist while my other hand snakes down to circle her clit, rubbing firm, fast strokes that make her tremble.

'Mmmmmm,' she moans, her head lolling back onto my shoulder, exposing her neck.

Zeus doesn't let up, pounding her pussy with unyielding rhythm, the head of my cock dragging against her inner walls, hitting that spot that makes her clench and gasp. Her juices drip down my thighs, the scent of her arousal thick in the air, mixing with the faint ozone of Zeus's power crackling around us.

'That's it, princess—take every inch,' I growl against her ear, nipping the lobe as my fingers press harder on her clit, pinching lightly before resuming the circles.

She whimpers, her body tensing, on the edge. 'Cole... Zeus... I'm so close. Don't stop—fuck me harder!'

I oblige, Zeus fueling the frenzy, lifting her hips slightly to angle deeper, thrusting up with savage intensity. Her ass slaps against my pelvis, the sound obscene and intoxicating. I lean forward, teeth grazing her shoulder, not quite marking but teasing the skin.

Nova's influence makes her wilder; she reaches back, nails raking down my thigh, urging me on. 'Claim me again—fill me up, my king.'

The words ignite us both. Zeus roars silently in my mind as I feel her pussy start to spasm, clamping down like a vice. I rub her clit faster, thumb pressing the swollen nub while my cock pistons in and out.

'Come for me, princess—squeeze my dick with that tight cunt,' I command, voice rough with need.

She shatters with a scream, her orgasm crashing over her in waves, pussy milking me relentlessly. The sensation pulls me under; I bury myself deep one last time, roaring as I erupt, shooting thick spurts of cum into her, flooding her core until it leaks out around us.

We collapse forward, my body covering hers, still buried inside as aftershocks ripple through us. I kiss the back of her neck, tasting salt and satisfaction. ‘Mine,’ I whisper, softer now, Zeus retreating with a contented rumble.

She turns her head, catching my lips in a lazy kiss. ‘Always yours, Cole. That was… gods, incredible.’

I chuckle, rolling us to the side, staying connected. ‘And we’re just getting started, princess.’

We lie in bed for a while before I get up to run her a bath.

“Let’s get cleaned up and head down for the pool party,” I say to her.

“Okay, my love,” she responds as I carry her to the bathroom.

“I love you so much, Cole. I loved you before I felt the bond,” she says.

“I love you too, princess,” I reply, kissing her forehead, letting it sit there for a second longer than usual.