Make Them Think

Sable's POV 

“What are you doing?" Kael asked, as I stepped out of my dress with my eyes looking into his. I moved towards him slowly while the mark on my neck burned softly.

“Take a look at me, I mean at my body." I whispered as I finally stood in front of him.

“Tell me you want this because I can't help but feel this pressing need to have your cock buried in my pussy.” I heard him groan and the next minute,he wrapped his arms around me, lifting me up as I gasped.

He buried his face in my neck and swiped his tongue over the bite mark,once, twice before biting gently into it.

" Ohhhh…fuck…" I moaned as my eyes rolled backwards. He pushed his knees between my thighs and lifted me upwards pushing my breasts towards his mouth as his tongue attacked my nipple.

"You're so beautiful.” He rasped, breathing heavily. " Are you ready?” He asked in a whisper as he moved us towards the bed.

"Since they want a fruitful night from us,I want you to scream.” I felt my face become red from embarrassment but I didn't have time to think.

In no time,he was standing naked, staring at me while his cock bounced freely, leaking precum.

"Come here.” He pulled me towards the edge of the bed. “Nice pussy.” He whispered as he tore my panties and lifted me a little from the bed. With one swift movement,he slammed his cock into my pussy as my eyes rolled back.

“Fuck…you're so tight.” He whispered, thrusting quickly into my pussy as my screams filled the bedroom. “You love this,huh?” He asked, taking one nipple into his mouth as I realized he's taken off my top.

“Yes! Fuck me!” I screamed. “Fuck me….fuck.” 

His fingers found my clit, rubbing in circular motions as his thrust became faster, more intent. With one last thrust,he jerked forward and poured his warm cum inside my body.

His cock slid out and fell limply as he wrapped his arms around me. “Come n, I'll clean you up 

I woke to the faint sound of water running in the bathroom. For a moment, I lay still, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling before remembering where I was. Kael's bedroom. His bed. Last night.

My red dress lay crumpled on the floor beside the bed, exactly where I had left it. I turned my head and found Kael sitting on the edge of the mattress, his back towards me as he buttoned his shirt. He was already dressed in his usual businesslike manner, as though the previous night had changed nothing between us.

I expected to feel embarrassed or regretful, but neither came. My wolf was unusually quiet, and the mark on my neck felt warm rather than painful.

"Council at ten," Kael said without turning. "They're already here. Wear white today."

"Why white?"

"Yesterday, you needed them to fear you. Today, they need to see a Luna."

He stood and finally glanced at me. Whatever he saw in my expression, he didn't comment on it. Instead, he picked up his jacket and left me alone with the question of what last night had meant.

By eight, the staff had taken over my room. They arranged my hair into an elegant updo, leaving a few strands to frame my face, and dressed me in a simple white gown. The neckline was modest, but the mark remained visible. My makeup was soft, without the dramatic red lipstick from the previous evening.

Nobody whispered about my blood or looked at me with pity. They addressed me as Luna, and although I knew their behaviour could change with one decision from the Council, I allowed myself to enjoy the difference.

Jax knocked shortly before nine and entered with a thick file.

"The seven Elders are seated in the grand hall. His Majesty is there, along with the four princes. Your former pack has also arrived."

I looked up. "My former pack?"

"Richard, Celeste and Rhett."

My stomach tightened. They hadn't been invited to witness my success. They had come to make sure I failed.

Jax handed me the file. "The Council has requested their testimony."

I closed it without reading a page. I already knew what Richard would say about me. Weak, disobedient, useless. Celeste would probably remind everyone that I had no wolf, while Rhett would find another way to make me feel like the girl he had rejected.

I faced the mirror and studied my reflection. The girl staring back at me had spent years begging to be accepted by people who considered her a burden.

"I don't want to survive," I whispered, remembering the words I had spoken when signing Kael's contract. "I want them to fear me."

Then I straightened my shoulders.

"And I want them to respect me."

The grand hall was built entirely of white stone, with enormous pillars supporting its high ceiling. Seven Elders occupied the raised seats at the far end, while Alpha King Magnus sat above them on his throne. Rodgers, Fabian, Ryan and Delan stood to one side.

Richard, Celeste and Rhett waited at the back.

Kael entered holding my hand. The conversations stopped almost immediately, and every pair of eyes turned towards us. Celeste's gaze travelled over my white gown before settling on the mark at my neck.

"White can't hide what you are," she whispered loudly enough for me to hear.

I ignored her.

We stopped before the Elders, and the oldest among them, Elder Marris, rose.

"Let the examination begin." He approached with a small ceremonial knife. "First, we must establish that the woman presented before us possesses sufficient wolf blood to stand as Luna."

Before I could respond, he took my hand and made a small cut across my palm.

Pain shot through my fingers. Blood appeared immediately, running down towards my wrist. I watched the wound, waiting for it to close, but my healing was painfully slow.

Whispers spread through the hall.

"Her healing is weak," someone murmured.

I heard Kael move beside me, but before he could intervene, I lifted my chin. I wouldn't beg him to rescue me from a test I had agreed to face.

Then he took my injured hand.

A small cut appeared across his palm, and he pressed it against mine. His blood mingled with mine, and warmth spread through my fingers. The wound began closing, slowly at first, then rapidly until only a faint line remained.

Kael raised our joined hands. "My blood is hers.”