A cleansing night. A renewal night. A rebirth night. For all three of us. I wake up to two gigantic heads on my poor chest and two arms entwined across my waist. Definitely a heavy physical load but softer emotional one on my poor lung-suppressed chest. I wiggle gently to make my way to the bathroom and unconsciously wake my mates.

"Don't move," grumbles Rafe.

"I need to, nature calls."

"Fine hurry back."

I make haste and return to find Rafe now hugging Darric. What a cute picture. I guess that's what I get for not hurrying up. I laugh softly.

"What's so funny," Darric rolls onto his back pulling Rafe along.

"The picture you two make is so cute; wish I had my phone."

"We're not cute, we're handsome."

Rafe gets up and makes his way to the bathroom too. I get back in bed, props myself up. Darric turns on his right side facing me.

"So, ready to tell me about renouncing the goddess?"

I knew that was coming, where do I start?

Rafe comes back and pulls the chair to his side of the bed. He sits down, stretches his legs, crisscrossing them on the bed. I look at us and smile at the relaxing aura around us, we make such a great triad.

"Well, when I was strung up in the awful basement, the goddess appeared to me."

"She did? She came to help you, right?"

"No, she came to tell me to hang on! Hang on? All my life, I've called on her to help, no answer. And then she showed up and not to help but there to tell me to hang on? There I was tortured, hurt, and barely hanging on. I was so pissed that I told her where to get off and told her to stick her concerns where the Sun don't shine."

Darric's eyebrows raise so high, they almost disappear into his hair.

"You told off the Moon goddess? The one who created you and I and every were in existence. The one who has command of the moon. The one who..."

"Yes, yes yes that one. In hindsight, mentioning the sun is what probably set her off."

"This is interesting," Rafe says, "so what did she do?"

"Thankfully she didn't kill him because he's still alive," Darric smirks.

"That's where it got really weird and interesting." I sit up, looking back and forth at both of them. Eager to tell them of my experience with our deities.

"Of course, she was pissed off and tried to kill me. Luckily, I have been reading up on the Moon goddess, Sun god, Ancient One, and all of us paranormal. I taught myself both the sun and moon worshippers languages. Just as I was drawing my last breath, I renounced her, called on the Sun god to save me in the sun worshipper's language. Then she went ballistic, raging mad."

"Who taught you the Sun worshipper's language? And what did you say," Rafe, asks?

"Georgiana. And I said, Sun god, un irru xi kaaku quaryapi. Un girqupi kaum puir knurr xaxirr kaak piur mu kruir knurr xyaum crug xi kaum giri giyar kak kaaku. Xagar un knurr xagar kaaku giyab. Halloweth be."

Rafe interprets for Darric, "Sun god, I call on your benevolence. I reject this mother and accept you as my father and have pity on this new child of yours. Save me and save your clan, Halloweth be. Some pronunciations are a bit off but that's the gist of it."

"Well, go on, and then what?"

"I was frozen in place. I couldn't move, talk, nothing but I could see and hear everything going on. You know like sleep paralysis. Then the Sun god appeared and accepted me. Then they got into a huge fight. Something about the rule that they cannot poach on each other's children. One minute the earth was dark, you couldn't even see the white of your eyeballs. The next so bright, it was blinding. I could see the ruling class, the watchers ready to fight each other on behalf of the Moon goddess and the Sun god."

"When did this happen? I didn't see any of this, did you?"

"Nope. How come we didn't see or feel any of this?"

"No idea. All I know, just when it got really heated between the siblings, the Ancient One appeared."

"The Ancient One. The father of us all. The one who created the Moon goddess and the Sun god. That Ancient One? What did he look like?"

"Yes. He shone so brightly, I couldn't see his face just his aura and I heard his voice. He froze the Moon goddess and the Sun god. I'm was still in a trance. He actually had me in the palm of one hand and Esme in the palm of the other."

"Esme? What has that witch got to do with anything," Darric asks?

"She was there. She had arrived at the compound when this all started. It seems the Ancient One wants Esme and I to do what the Sun god and Moon goddess didn't or are not doing?"

Darric burst out laughing. "You two? And pray tell, what is that?"

"Unite all paranormals and create a better world for us. I think the division, killing and hurting each other is not what the Ancient One wants."

"How are you two supposed to do that?" Rafe asks all serious. "That is a dangerous task to give to two young people."

I point and remove the chair from under Rafe, point and push Darric off the bed. They both land on the floor, hard. 'You were saying?"

"Okay, okay, you have new powers." Darric gets up from the floor, holds his hands up. "That explains the phenomenon that is you as Esme's root."

"Power alone is not enough to do what you think you have been asked to do," Rafe says worriedly as he sits on the bed beside me.

"I know powers are not enough but with Esme, we can do something to get the ball rolling. Will we accomplish it all in our lifetimes, who knows but the two of us are going to try. With the help of our mates of course?" I smile at both of them.

"Seriously though what does this mean for your wolf? Are you no longer a werewolf or what? Does that mean Titan has lost one of his mates?"

"No, thank the Sun god. I am still a werewolf, will always be a wolf. I wouldn't be the same without Sköll. I spoke to him last night. He's laying low for now. I guess he also needs some time to adjust to the renouncement. All I know is that there's an opportunity for a better life for us all and it starts with Esme and me."

"How many powers do you have now?"

"At my last count, four I think: I can read minds, move things, freeze folks in ice, healing through herb manipulation for now."

"The mind reading thing, isn't that kind of invasive?"

"I won't read people's minds any willy nilly way. I am using El Dargon's teaching method to control my powers and it works, go figure! I am no longer going to complain about these powers just showing up when I am stressed or when I am with Esme. Esme thinks I had them all along but just wasn't open to using them. I am now open to finding out about any other powers, so I'm never caught unawares again."

I take a deep breath and ask the question that must be asked. "How are you Darric? Yesterday was..."

"I'm fine. And thank you, Rafe. You were right, I was blinded by rage. The pain from my mother's betrayal was just too much. I loved them both. Say what you will about Rowena, she doted on me all my life and I guess I loved it making me blind to her faults."

"Which child wouldn't?" I murmur.

"Ronan seemed okay with being my Beta. He trained me on being and acting like an Alpha for goddess sake. I went everywhere Ronan went; we were close. Not to remind you of your earlier years at the pack but when we hurt you guys, I felt bad. But he always wanted to do worse things and berated me for not acting like an Alpha. He enjoyed torturing our prisoners way too much. Goddess, I was such a fool."

"If there ever was an indication of a twisted mind, there it is," I reply.

"I don't know what I will be going through now if I had killed my mother and brother. Thank you for stopping me, guys."

"You're welcome. As I said, I know what you were feeling. The betrayal, the rage, the hurt you just want it to stop. Did you know Julian and I are double cousins?"

"Double cousins?" I ask in confusion.

"Yes, his mother and father were younger siblings of my parents. My mom used to say that she and her sister got the cream of the crop with their mates. My father, on the other hand, used to tease the women that the Sun god was just too tired to find other mates for her them. I really took him as my brother. Another reason my mother is taking the betrayal so hard."

"I really am sorry," Rafe.

"I know what I did and how I felt, I didn't want that for you Darric. I couldn't let you kill them."

"Thank you, I wish I could've done the same for you."

"I know but it's something I will learn to live with."

"The sadness, guilt will decrease, Rafe, believe me," I reassure him.

"I hope so."

"I know so."

"Now let's talk about our living arrangement."

"Enough talking, come here," Darric tries to grab me but I scoot off the bed.

"We need to settle this one more thing before we do the freaky dicky."

"Fine, talk."

"What about our living arrangement? The plan is you that will alternate between the clan and pack till Salim finishes the manor. You know we both have to be available for clan and pack needs. What's changed?" Rafe reminds me.

"I know that. I get it you need to lead your individual clan, pack whatever. Like that's never been done before."

They give me a 'tell me when it has ever been done' look.

"Fine so it has never been done before. So let's do it right. You need each other to help lead your clan, pack. You can learn from each other. And you need others: delegate, mates! Rafe, Georgiana is an able person to lead the clan when we are not around, same with Cole for you Darric. Talk to them on how you need their help and support. And I will work with Alpha Salim to complete our house as soon as possible."

I move back to the bed, and sit between the both of them, holding their hands.

"Another thing we need to do is be together, actually be together. We will stop this Cal go here or there. You two are mates, too or did you forget that part. We will alternate our stay at the two homes for now. All three of us, not just Cal. I like sleeping with both my mates."

"Me too."

"Me three."

"Then it's settled?"

"Who died and made you the king of this triad?"

"Haven't you been listening? Haven't you heard what the Ancient One has done? Esme and I are the chosen ones," I reply cheekily.

"I'll show you 'chosen'," Darric tries to grab me but I scramble off the bed and run to Rafe.

We turn to him and yell, "happy birthday Darric."

"Oh guys, you didn't forget."

"Of course not. We don't have your gift here but will a round of mind-blowing fuckfest do for now?"

Darric quickly moves to the middle of the bed, folds his hands under his head, humps the air with his dick, and winks at us.

What a horn dog, but I wouldn't have him any other way.

I look at Rafe, wink at him and together we get on either side of Darric.

Rafe yanks his boxers off. We both bend down and clamp our lips on our side of his dick, licking him up and down, alternately deep throating his cock.

OH. MY. GODDESS!!!!!!!! He yells.

We make love, screw, and fuck each other all morning long. A new birth year for Darric, a new beginning for us.

Darric had to go over some new changes in the pack command structure with his team so Cal decides to take me on a tour of the pack. The only place I have been in the pack is the main building, nowhere else and I am eager to see more of my new home.

I got a tour of the main building including the Omega's old room. I thank the Sun god that Darric has changed because I can't imagine Cal living in that room all his life. The room is now empty which pleases Cal. We run into pack members who greet us warmly.

Many of the pack members were smiling, and others were winking at us as they pass us. We caught bits and pieces of their conversation on how loud the Luna was this morning with his mates. Cal's face turns flaming red when he heard some of the comments. I laugh so hard, he punches me.

"Remind me to have Darric soundproof our bedroom."

"Sure, but we have super hearing remember?" I try to stop laughing and couldn't.

"You do the same at Silvern. Soundproof our suite. Got it?" and I just double over laughing.

He marches off and I hurriedly follow, and we continue the tour with a visit to some of Cal's favorite spots: the place he first met Esme, No man's land, and his herb garden. Along the way, he told me stories of how he always met with Esme in secret ever since they were five. How Esme saved him from Darric's wrath in 'No Man's Land' when he tried to run away.

Our tour takes us past his childhood house. And I see a nice bungalow house, with two hanging swings on each side of the wrap-around porch. A man sits in one of them, gently swaying the swing. And watching us with narrow eyes.

"That was my home until my fifth or was it the sixth year when I was shipped off to the main building to start working."

"Who's the man?"

"My stepfather Beta Yorke."

"I can feel his hatred and disdain for you in waves, why is he still allowed to be in this pack?" Rafe hisses.

And we walk on by with no acknowledgment from Beta Yorke who ignores us.

"It's okay." Cal lays his hand on my arm to calm me down.

"I let him stay for two reasons: he loved, actually still loves my mother. And Minerva is here."

"Sometimes love is not enough, especially in this case where you keep someone who obviously hates you around. What if what happened before happens again? I will speak to Darric about this."

"I already spoke to Darric and Beta Yorke stays. Listen he cannot hurt me anymore. I can protect myself better now. If he's going to be kicked out of the pack, it will be for not following Darric's new way, not because of me."

"There's one more place I need to show you before we head back, come on," and he drags me away from the horrid looking man.

We arrive at my mother's gravesite and Minerva is there. She is pulling weeds and cleaning it. The gravesite still looks clean and well groomed. She must have been the one maintaining it all these years. I see the headstone has been fixed to include my name. She looks up as we move closer. She nods and gets up to leave.

"Wait," I call out to her. "Can we talk?"

"Sure."

"Rafe, give me a few minutes, please?"

"No problem."

I walk over to Minerva, "thank you."

"For what?" she asks perplexed.

"For joining the search and rescue party for me," I smile in return.

"You are my brother and was kidnapped. I'm just glad Alpha Darric allowed me to join the search party. Look, I know I have been a horrible, horrible sister but if it takes the rest of my life, I will make it up to you. I care about you Cal, and I hope someday you will forgive me, and we can at least be friends," she says, fidgeting and wringing her hands.

"We can try. Why wouldn't Darric allow you to help?" I ask.

"I'm no longer a Gamma. I stepped down months ago."

"What!!! Why?"

"I took a look at myself and who I had become and didn't like it one bit. If I cannot protect the weak in the pack, and harass them instead, I am not fit to be a Gamma. So, I requested that I be relieved of my duties."

"I hope you go back to being a Gamma, despite it all, you were a good and strong one."

"We'll see. How are you doing, though? And is Alpha okay with his mother and brother."

"Doing better but it's something he will have to work through, but he'll be fine. We'll take care of him."

"And Lord Rafe?"

"The same. What do you do now?" I ask surprisingly interested.

"I teach the little ones," she replies smiling.

"Really," now I'm shocked.

"Don't be so surprised. I have my teaching certificate the same as Katie Johnson. You know her? She said she worked for you for a while."

"Of course."

"Speaking of working for you, amazing that no one in the pack knew that you owned a business and a thriving one too. So proud of you."

"Thanks," I reply my face getting hot.

"I have to go. I am making dinner for father."

"See you later then."

"Cal, I'm sorry about father. I've tried to reason with him, but he won't budge. I told him that regardless of his stance, you are my brother and I love you; he'll have to live with it. Bye."

She sounded like the tough no-nonsense Minerva for a minute. Kind of makes me feel almost sorry for Beta Yorke, almost!

I walk back to Rafe.

"Come and meet my mother, Annabelle Yorke. Mother, my other mate, Lord Raphael Klyne."

"Pleasure and honor to meet you, ma'am."

"And you too," the wind whispers to us.

"Did you hear that?" Rafe asks turning around in a circle looking everywhere.

"Yes, I did."

"Do you think it was your mother?"

"Unh! Unh!!"

I pull my mate and make haste back to the main building.

I am making my famous shrimp scampi with the help of my helpers and Jeffery. The aroma fills the kitchen. I hear growls around me from impatient werewolves ready to devour the meal. Well, no one is eating a bite till my mates get back. I growl in return and they all stop and tilt their heads in submission. Good!

"Something smells delicious," Rafe walks over, leans over the deep pot, takes a deep breath.

Cal is helping set the table and Jeffery is opening a bottle of chilled blood for Rafe. Where he got it? I don't want to know. Trying to figure out the 'mechanism' that is Jeffery gives me a migraine every time.

"Okay time to eat, everyone."

The weres that eat in the main building, waiting patiently, rush in like a stampede, grab plates and rush to help themselves to my prepared meal like rabid animals. All twelve of them. Most of the pack members have gone to their homes for the night but these ones are the unmated adults who live in the main building.

"STOP!!!!!! You will behave like civilized people and sit down all of you."

Damien the little devil whines, "Alpha I'm hungry."

"Shouldn't you be home? I'm sure your mother has dinner ready for you."

"I know but it is your shrimp scampi Alpha." He whispers, "it's way better than mom's tuna surprise."

"Fine. Sit." I reply trying not to laugh. No way am I telling his mother his reason for missing dinner.

"Thanks, Alpha," he grins at me, with the mischievous face of an eight-year-old. He goes and sits beside Cal, who ruffles his hair.

The meal was passed around. In addition to the shrimp scampi, there is salad, bread, and ice cream cake for dessert. Even I can't control the rate at which my pack eats. The next ten minutes was quiet while thy 'inhaled' their dinner.

Rounds of 'thanks Alpha' comes at me after they've been fed. The ones assigned cleaning duties take care of the dirty dishes while my mates, Damien and I just relax and enjoy our meal slowly.

"What are you drinking, my Lord?" Damien asks looking at Rafe's glass filled to the brim with a red thick liquid.

"Blood." He answers and looks to us, shrugs his shoulders.

Good luck mate, Damien is an inquisitive little were.

"What does it taste like? Can I try it?" He moves closer to Rafe.

"It tastes like ground metal and stinks a bit; you won't like it."