Chapter 6: The silver Wolf

*Isabella*

I bit him.

I, Isabella, the wolfless girl who was supposed to die in a red dress, bit the Beast Alpha on his throat.

And he let me.

Kael's hands fisted in my hair, holding me to his neck, not pushing me away, as my new silver fangs sank into his skin. He groaned, his whole huge body shuddering under me on the black silk sheets, his fur cloak that had turned completely silver glowing so bright it lit the whole bedroom.

"Mine," he growled, beast and man together, as my bite marked him. "You marked me. You actually marked me first."

Blood - silver blood, not red - dripped from the bite onto his white shirt, onto his fur.

The huge gray wolf outside the bedroom door howled again, louder, and inside my chest, my silver wolf howled back so loud I threw my head back and screamed.

But it was not a scream. It was a howl. My first howl.

Silver light exploded out of my body. The red dress tore. Kael fell back, staring, gold eyes wide, as I shifted for the first time in my life.

Twenty-one years of being called hollow, cursed, wolfless - gone.

On his bed, where I had been a girl in red, now stood a wolf. Small, but pure silver-white, fur glowing like his cloak, eyes ice-blue, silver claws.

Kael stared, his hand over his bleeding throat where I marked him, breathing hard.

"Silver White," he whispered, reverent. "You are... beautiful."

The little silver wolf - me - whimpered and tried to hide behind his fur, embarrassed.

Kael laughed, a real laugh, first time in five years. He crawled to me on the bed and pulled my wolf form into his lap, burying his face in my silver fur.

"You were wolfless for twenty-one years because Silver Whites shift late. They hide until their true mate marks them or they mark their mate. You needed me to wake up. And I needed you to stop being a beast."

He kissed the top of my silver wolf head.

"Shift back, little Luna. Shift back so I can see your face when I tell you you are mine now, fully mine."

I tried. Silver light again, and I was naked on his bed, his silver fur cloak quickly thrown over me to cover me, my red dress torn underneath.

"You marked me first," he said, his voice rough, crawling over me again, caging me, his fur over both of us. "Do you know what that means? No Luna has ever marked an Alpha first in Shadowfang history. You tamed me. You own me."

Downstairs, the mansion doors banged open again. Selene's voice screaming: "Kael! The Blood Moon Pack is here! They smelled Silver White! They want her!"

Kael's head snapped to the window. Outside in the snow, red eyes in the forest. Many. The Blood Moon Pack that hunted Silver Whites to extinction.

He pulled the silver fur cloak tight around my naked body and picked me up, holding me against his bare chest, his mark on his throat glowing silver.

"Stay in wolf form if you get scared. They can't take you if you are wolf. I will kill them all in red dress or no dress."

He kicked open the bedroom door, carrying me in his silver fur, his throat marked by a wolfless girl, and walked downstairs to face an army that wanted his Luna's blood.