Trio of Mates
Chapter 22

Zak:

“Ok, we need to figure out how this is going to go and the two ceremonies. And we need to start stocking up on food and necessities for the war, expanding our guard teams and schedules, and increasing training regimenes to ensure that everyone is ready for when the war starts,” I say, listing off items.

“We can’t tell the pack that war is coming without anything ever being declared. We haven’t even met with the Blue Crescent Pack and they are the ring leaders of this whole thing. The pack, the elders, everyone will think that we are crazy!” Charlie exclaims.

“I think that we have to. We should tell them all about the Goddess’ visit to convince them that Dev should keep his position and accept me as his mate,” Xander says, speaking up for the first time in our meeting. “We don’t have to tell them about the mate trios or about Brandon. But I do think that we need to prep them that a war is coming. We don’t have to say from whom, even though we all know.”

I a*s*ess him with a new light and Devin’s face beams with pride. “I think that is wise council, Xander. And I agree. We can’t leave the whole pack in the dark about something this big.”

“It might also be a good idea to start firming up some alliances,” Xander says, looking at me. “Reaching out to packs who either owe you big enough or are good enough friends that they will help out.”

“Charlie and I can do that over the next couple of days,” I say.

“And Xander, Brandon, and I can start training the warriors, as well as preparing some defensive positions and escape routes for the pack,” Devin says.

“And our parents can start stockpiling everything that we’ll need for an extended war,” Charlie says.

I nod, mentally compiling a list of packs to call. “We have until the Gamma ceremony tomorrow night to set up our plans. And we need to find a Delta to replace Charlie, since she is now Luna. With war coming, we need to be at full strength.”

Mindlinking Charlie, I tell her my plan. She gives me a dazzling smile and enthusiastically nods her head.

“What about it, Xander? Will you become our Delta?” I ask.

Xander’s face is full of the shock and surprise he feels. “Me?” he asks, pointing to his che.st. “I just got here.”

“That’s perfect!” Devin says, his smile big enough to show all of his teeth.

“I thought so,” I smile. “Yes, you, Xander. You have already shown a head for strategy and logic and, based on the reports from your former alpha, you are an accomplished and skilled warrior. I would be proud to have you as part of our pack leadership.”

“I am honored, Alpha,” Xander says, bowing his head.

“None of that!” Charlie says, pulling an even more surprised Xander into a hug. “We are Charlie and Zak and you are our family now.”

After a beat, Xander hugs her back, but his eyes are all for Devin as he grins.

“Good,” I say as I stand. “I’ll make the arrangements to have the Delta and Gamma ceremonies together tomorrow night. After you both take your oaths, you can announce that you are mates and we will tell the pack about the war.”

“Then we just have to wait three days more for Brandon’s ceremony and acknowledging our mate bond,” Charlie says, eyes twinkling.

“Another day more to greet the Blue Crescent Pack and meet our mate,” Devin adds, sad eyes seeking out Xanders.

“And two days after that to get our mate back for good,” Xander says firmly.

“Piece of cake,” I mutter as we all head to our separate tasks.

Charlie:

The day goes by in a blur of phone calls and paper shuffling. Everyone thinks that being the Alpha and Luna of a pack is all glamorous. That we get to give orders and everyone else carries them out. But the truth is, it’s more like being the CEO of a company. We have to do a lot of networking in and out of the pack, completing paperwork, and understanding a little bit of every single job that happens in the pack. It is mentally exhausting and by day’s end, I’m wiped.

It isn’t until Brandon walks in, bare-che.sted and covered in sweat, that Zak and I realize that we have been on the phones to other packs for hours. We’ve made good headway and have several prominent packs pledged to our side, but there are several hundred packs in America. We’ve got a long way to go.

Brandon leans against the door jam, arms crossed over his che.st and the fabric of his shorts stretching over his thick, muscled thighs. Goddess he looks like every girl’s we.t dream. Judging by Zak’s physical reaction and the l**t radiating down the mate bond, he’s every guy’s we.t dream as well.

“Returning as ordered, Luna,” Brandon says, his sedvctive smile all for me.

My mouth is literally salivating at the sweat-slicked hard muscle of his che.st and abs. I want to l!ck the sweat from his body and taste the saltiness of him on my l!ps. Instantly, the spicy scent of my ar0usal fills the air.

“Good boy, Beta,” I say, slowly standing and walking to Brandon. Just before I touch him, I reach my hand behind me, where I know Zak already is. He grabs my hand and I pull him to me. We then walk to Brandon. The entire walk, I project images of what I want to do to Brandon through the mindlink. I can see Brandon’s length harden and strain the fabric of his tight shorts. Zak’s hand lets go of mine to massage and then smack my a.ss. The scent of my ar0usal continues to build in the room.

“Miss me?” Brandon asks, remaining against the door until we reach him.

I bend my head to one of his n!pples and l!ck the sweat from his che.st. His back arches a bit, but not a lot because Zak is holding him by the shoulders as he l!cks up his neck and to his ear. Brandon lets out a soft g***n.

“So f*****g much,” Zak says.

“You have no idea,” I m**n against his che.st, my hand trailing down his abs before dipping into his shorts.

I stroke his shaft a few times before pushing his shorts down.

“No boxers?” I ask. “Looks like you were waiting for something to happen. Naughty, Beta.”

He smiles at me as I run my hand up and down his shaft. “I thought it would make things a bit easier for the help that you promised me earlier.”

Cheeky. I help him out of his shorts, shoes, and socks. When I look up, I see the mouthwatering sight of both my male mates gloriously n.aked and k!ssing each other. I quickly str!p before kneeling down in front of them.

Before either of them notice what I am doing, I bundle both of their manh00ds into my hands and put them both in my mouth as far as I can.

Their k!ss abruptly stops as I hear “F*****g hell, Charlie!” and “Ho-ly shit!” from above me. I smile inwardly as I bob my head up and down their lengths. They are both leaking pre-c.um and it mixes with saliva to form a sloppy lubrication on their shafts. The we.t noises coming from my mouth around their lengths is driving me wild.

A hand on my head pushes me further onto them and they both g***n as my mouth and throat contract around them.

After a time, I pull off of them and stand, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Both of their eyes have darkened with l**t. I feel an almost primal sense of fear and anticipation at the looks on their faces.

“Grab the lube,” Brandon says.

Zak stalks to his desk and grabs a bottle from the drawer. At the smirk on Brandon’s face, he responds, “What? Charlie said that the cub scouts taught her to always be prepared. It rubbed off.”

I giggle at that.

Turning to me, Brandon says, “Shower.”

“Yes, sir,” I sass back. This earns me a sharp smack on my a.ss, the feeling just on the good side of painful.

“Don’t sass me, Beautiful, or I’ll make you regret it,” a fierce light appears in Brandon’s eyes. I can see that he wants me to sass him. He wants to punish me. But I’m already ignited with desire. I need my men inside of me. So, I meekly apologize.

“Better,” Brandon says, pulling my chin up and k!ssing me.