Chapter Fourteen

Chaos’s P.O.V

I woke up to the pressing pressure on my bladder. I woke up in a haste to relief myself only to be stopped by an arm wrapped tightly around my waist.

With extreme carefulness, I managed to free myself and replace my body with my pillow to prevent my mate from waking up and accompanying me to the washroom.

The walk to the washroom was not an easy feat because my legs felt like jelly and I feel like my insides have been torn into shreds.

I was sore and not the minimal kind of sore. Though it was a good kind of sore, it still hurt.

I go to the washroom and quickly do my business before going back to bed. I needed it for my part of the mating ceremony tonight when the moon was at its highest peak.

This ritual has been in my birth pack for generations and no matter your status in the pack, it will be held for anyone joining the pack or during his or her mating ceremony.

It is only performed on a full moon because it is believed to be the moment when the