I haven’t had a chance to speak with Alpha Wyatt yet. He’s most likely hiding from me today because it’s my 18th Birthday. Today, we find out if we’re mates or not. After my morning shower, I’m caught looking in my closet by Jade laughing off her ass at me.
“Do you really think that I would let you wear rags to the dance Cinderella?”
“Good thing my name isn’t Cinderella, it’s Remi, and one of these dresses will be just fine.” I scoffed at her.
“Too bad… In this story, you are the princess—well, Luna to this pack. I already have an outfit for you right in this bag that I’m holding.”
“Let me see how much skin
A walkway of lanterns lit up the path to the huge white tent. It’s one of those tents used for wedding venues. As me and Jade walk into the tent, I stopped in shock. There was a DJ playing music, people dancing, lights swirling around, and a buffet of food lined an entire wall. The bar on the other side of the tent, well stocked with the good stuff. Everyone stops dancing and talking when a spotlight hits me and the DJ announces, “Here’s the birthday girl! Everyone shouts out Happy Birthday Remi!” “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” They all screamed. I wave, very embarrassed as I’m not one to enjoy sticking out in a crowd—just not used to it. I’m looking around for
He sticks both fingers inside of me, making me moan louder at the intrusion. I arch my back as he twists his fingers in and out of me, curling them to hit my favorite spot. As he’s fucking me with his fingers, his hot breath on my pussy, knowing his mouth is about to make contact I moan, “Wyatt!” “Wyatt what my little mate?” He asks, wanting me to beg. “Please… I want you.” I pant out, not caring about how desperate I sound right now. He plants his mouth on my wet swollen lips, sucking and flicking his tongue, using his two fingers going in and out of me—all at the same time. The sensation is now overwhelming than before
We head back to the party, hand in hand. My heart feels so full, and I’ve never been so happy. I look at him and catch him looking at me. I take a deep breath and squeeze his hand; I know all eyes are going to be on us. “Little wolf, are you okay?” “I’ll be fine, just getting used to all eyes being on me.” He laughs, “at least we’ll be by each other’s side.” I slow my breathing. He knows how to calm me, be my peace and bring me back. I grab his arm, still holding his hand—I look in his eyes and before I have the chance, he kisses me deeply, like he read my mind.
I hear a bone break out of place, pain replacing my hearing. “WYATT!” I yell out, pain rippling throughout me. I hear Cobalt whimper, realizing my shift isn’t going to be easy. I hear a few more bones crack out of place, pain—I can’t barely even breathe, it hurts. “You have to breathe Remi. You’re different than other wolves, we’re different. I’ll only hurt this bad this once, I promise.” Mia taking some of the pain from me. I’m crying at the relief, as I feel my body drop to the ground. Fur sprouting on my arms and legs, my vision getting stronger, more focused and I’m able to see better in the dark, it looks like daytime still. My face changing to a snout, elongating teeth and when I look down, I see paws.&nbs
After our morning shower, we got dressed and headed down to the kitchen for breakfast. The smell of bacon hits my nose, my stomach growling. “Do I starve you, my little wolf?” “Yes, not for food though, I crave more of you.” I smile seductively. I walk into the kitchen to see Jade at the counter, and Amelia cooking tons of bacon. “Hey Luna Remi and Alpha Wyatt.” Amelia smiles. “Hi Luna and Alpha.” Jade jumps up to hug me. “You two, I told you, I’m Remi to you both.” “Well in front of council members and other Alphas, it’s a form of respect. Here, they can and of course on our pack territory.” Wyatt says. I push his shoulder playfully, “I didn’t even know about a council.” “Retired Alphas, older and a lot like a werewolf-supernatural authority. A whole government just to make sure the packs follow the laws and everything.” He shrugs. “I need coffee.” I sigh. Jade laughs handing me a filled mug—I p
I wake up, trying to remember what happened when I feel my neck—it’s sensitive, sore, and healed. I remember, he marked me. The memory coming back to me, he said I could be out for days. I sit up in the bed when Wyatt comes into the bedroom. “Hey, how are you awake already? I felt you through the bond.” He seemed shocked. “I don’t even know how long I’ve been out…” I say shrugging my shoulders feeling his panic. “Just the night, it’s noon now,” walking over to me, checking to see if I feel fine. “I’m okay babe, I feel fine,” I look him in the eyes, reassuring him. &nbs
I wake up, cold, on a hard concrete floor. My body is aching, trying to move is harder than you’d think with wolfsbane still in my system. I try to feel for Mia, she’s gone, it’s crazy how a plant can disable your wolf so easily. This would happen after everything I had just said to Wyatt. Damsel in distress my ass, I will find a way out of here on my own. I look around and realize that it’s not only me here, but Jade, my childhood best friend—stuck here with me, of all people, I never wished this on her. She can fight, but I know this isn’t something she could handle well. I mean, who wouldn’t be scared, being held captive. These people knew how to handle wolves, had their stuff together to pull that stunt off on human territory. I look around trying to see if there’s any weak points to get out of this place. I spot a window, one big enough to get us through; Only if we can manage to get ou
I woke up frantic, gasping for air, sweat coating my skin; I look around at my surroundings, I see Wyatt sleeping peacefully beside me, he starts moving as he can feel my emotions. I try to calm myself down before he wakes and feels something wrong before I can even make sense of it. “I don’t know what the hell that was, but we need to share that with our mate Remi,” Mia growls. “Okay I will, just give me some time to talk to my parents about it, I’m sure that they’re worried about my kidnapping anyways.” “Fine. You better tell him, SOON,” I feel Mia leaving my mind, only my thoughts left to drown me—trying to make sense of everything.