As I walk downstairs I hear Darius talking to somebody behind closed doors.
"It's not safe, Alpha.""Do I need you to tell me that?" Darius replies with a deep voice. "We'll collect twenty men and spread across the border. The rest will stay here to protect our pack. We will put an end to this for good."I've had it with this secret meetings behind my back. I march angrily toward the door."We'll meet in front in an hour. You're dismissed," he instructs them in a hurry, just as I open the door without knocking."Good morning, Luna," the men greet me on their way out. I wait for their footsteps to fade, piercing Darius with a deadly stare."How long have you been standing there?" he asks without coming closer.I enter, slamming the door. "Not long enough," I cross my arms. "You'll have to fill me in in private, since a Luna is obviously unwelcome to her pack's meetings."His face tells no story at all. "I'll tell you what," he takes two steps, so that he's standing only at an inch away, "you'll be the first one I invite to all of our pack's meetings," he crosses his arms, "when I'm certain you're taking your Luna position seriously.""And how do you imagine to decide when I do?"He tilts his head. "Currently, you definitely aren't. You behave like you're only trespassing. A transfer waiting until her next plane.""That is not fair," I clench my jaw. "It's my Goddamn life I had to leave for this mate bond. You didn't have to lift a finger. So excuse me if I'm having a bit of a hard time adjusting.""Reservations is what you have," he looks at me dead serious. "I don't see you trying to adjust. The opposite actually - you're trying to fight the bond. Don't think I can't tell," he narrows his eyes."I'm not denying that. But I fucking came here, didn't I? I'm giving it a chance.""I can't accept you as the Luna when you're being so resilient to our life together, Lila," he runs his hand over his head, "Fuck, this is hard for me, too. I led a completely different life before. I don't remember the last time I was in this much heat without-" he stops himself.I gasp, insulted. "So basically you're saying you refuse to share info with me unless I sleep with you." I shake my head, "Unbelievable," I turn to leave, but he grabs my elbow.Even though it's a gentle grab, I can't seem to get out of his grip. He turns me to face him, his face telling me he's sorry. "I didn't mean it like that, I swear.""How did you mean it?""I am trying so hard here, Lila, can't you see? Last night... it's been hell for me to manage not to touch you."I twist my lips. "Well you did touch me. You had me spooned even though you promised no wolf business..." what is he laughing about?"Hey, I am a man of my word. You were the one who snuggled up against me. You were so daring to even pull my hand. I was too much of a gentleman not to hug you," he laughs."Ugh," I groan, "I doubt it. Anyway, go do your job. I will be here doing my job," I suddenly decide. I will give online consultations to my old clients, since I got no roles in the Carter pack.He pouts. "I'll be back before you know it. Don't miss me too much."I turn and climb the stairs. "Woo hoo. I won't be able to blink..." I say sarcastically without turning.*****************************I sit in Darius' office, my laptop on his work desk, listening to Megan, my patient of five years via Skype session."I can't handle it anymore," Megan bites her fingernails. "I cannot prove he's cheating, but I feel it, doc. My gut's telling me he's onto something bad."I stare at the young woman with magnificent blond hair and down turned green eyes. She has never been paranoid. Exactly the opposite. She always tended to beautify the truth and be oblivious to things happening around her. I am satisfied to see she is growing. "Megan, you shouldn't end your marriage based on a hunch. If you do believe John is cheating you should talk to him about it. See what he has to say.""He will just deny everything!" she fidgets a little. "I didn't tell you I hired a P.I.""A private investigator?" The news doesn't come as a surprise."But he didn't bring me anything shady.""Maybe there is nothing shady. What are the reasons behind your distrust, Megan?""I told you. He doesn't talk to me. Not like before. And he always attends all this events with girls sliming all over...""If the mere fact he is surrounded by other women makes you suspect him, don't you think the problem might lie in your own opinions of yourself?"Megan starts crying as she nods. "I never thought it would come to this. If anyone knew I hired a PI...""We've already been through this. Other people have their own problems. Nobody should bother with yours. And it shouldn't worry you what others think. You're living your life. No one else."She nods again. "I know. I keep repeating your words to myself. Nobody can force me into something I don't want. Only I decide on my life."I nod. "Exactly." But I suddenly feel like a scam.I don't live by my own words.Well, I can't. I'm forced to live a life I did not choose. Megan has no idea how good she has it.Then I hear his playful deep voice."Honey, I'm home!"My heart races. I look at the wooden floor clock. It shows 5 pm. "Megan, our session is done for today, but you can schedule another one whenever you feel the need, okay?""Already?" She seems restless. "I don't know what to do with this PI..."The door opens and Darius smirks seeing me laid back on his sofa, my legs crossed at my ankles, on his desk."Missed me?" His hair is ruffled and he has some dirt on his clothes. It makes him so damn hot."I'll have to hang up now, Megan. Talk to you soon." I end the skype session and quickly close the laptop."Terribly," I say sarcastically and put my feet down. "How was your day? Wait, don't tell me, I probably shouldn't know."He twists his lips as if giving up, and takes a seat right next to me, placing my hand into his. He gazes into my eyes and my heart wants to jump out of my chest. He must be able to hear it beat because he places his other hand over it. "My favorite sound in the world," he says with a rugged voice.Resisting him is starting to hurt physically. Or am I just imagining it? I must've entered the heat season, too. Goddamn it!I unconsciously lean towards him, breathing in the scent of his neck. I notice blood on his shirt and without my consent, my hand runs to his abdomen as I lift up his shirt to check where the blood is coming from. "You're hurt?""It's just a scratch," he takes my hand and his shirts falls over the tiny wound."We should clean that," I say, surprise at how careless he is about himself. "How did you earn it?"He gazes into my eyes with some kind of longing. Then unexpectedly, he lifts me up onto his lap with ease and puts his arms around my lower body."Lila..." he sighs, looking at me, "if somebody told me I'd be this crazy for you in three days, I would've called them a fool."I force myself to breathe. "Don't think for a fucking second you sweet voice will make me forget you're not treating me like a Luna."You tell him, girl! I could eat his chicken legged wolf for breakfast, she scoffs. After screwing him first, of course.He doesn't respond. Instead, he caresses my cheek, pressing hair behind my ear. "Would you like to be my Luna?""I can't know that until you show me how it feels," I say bluntly.He presses his lips in guilt - as if having an inner debate. "There's... some things I have to do to ensure your safety here.""I was ensuring my own safety long before I met you." Another fact, nothing more.He inhales an irritated breath, still playing with my hair. "Why does me wanting to give you protection anger you this much?""It doesn't," I reply matter-of-factly, then drag my finger down his torso. Two can play this game. "What angers me is you assuming I need protection based on the mere fact I'm a woman.""That's not true," he says in all seriousness, but his hands slide over my outer thighs, close to my derriere. "I offer it because you're my mate. And I want you to always be safe," his voice goes down as he trails his hands up my thigh. "And to always be this close to me."My head involuntarily leans onto his neck and I inhale his scent with full lungs - I yearn for it to fill my whole body."When you do that," he swallows hard, "it makes it real difficult to contain myself from kissing you."I close my eyes, forcing myself not to say it, but I still do. "Then don't."I feel his hand run up my arm determinedly to my face. He cups it gently yet firmly with his large hand and lowers his plush lips onto mine as if it's needed for survival.I immediately open my mouth, inviting his tongue inside. He strokes my tongue with his and in less than two seconds, raw passion takes over.Finally! My wolf cheers.He is our mate, ok? Maybe I'll be able to solve our problems better after we've dealt with this constrained sexual attraction. Let's just get it out of the way already.Yes, get it out of the way! I'm not complaining.We kiss each other and it feels primal, filthy, boundless. I rub my body against his addictively, barely remembering to breathe. I hold his head with both my hands and he's holding mine with one - the other placed at the small of my back. And I want it to move over my body. God, I want it so badly.I feel his groins pulsate under mine and it drives me crazy. I stand up to change my position and sit back onto him with one leg at each side.He groans deeply and it's the sexiest sound I've ever heard. It makes me lick his throat all the way up to his bottom lip, which I gently bite.His erection is full on and he places his hands onto my hips, urging me to move.I start rubbing against it up and down, driving both of us crazy. This is going to end one way only.I know it's wrong to have sex with him when we have obviously bigger issues to work on but it feels too good to be able to stop. We're mates in heat, for Moon Goddess' sake.I feel my wetness and as he starts kissing my neck, I twists my back, running my hand up his thigh to his manhood.He groans with pleasure as I stroke his erection over his jeans and he cups my breasts with his large hands. I am not wearing a bra and I notice it excites him even more.He impatiently starts unbuttoning my shirt, then simply rips it apart, placing his lips over my nipple.A moan of great pleasure escapes my throat, as I have been keeping it in for too long."Lila," he sighs. "You drive me insane."I can't wait any longer. I feel like my pelvis is going to explode. I grab his belt with both my hands and quickly pull it out. Then I unbutton his jeans and quickly place my hand inside, feeling his manhood through the boxers.He suddenly catches my lower arm. "Are you sure?"I look at him angrily, mad for ruining this moment. What does he want me to say?"I'm only asking," he continues, "because if I let him out, this is a point of no return. I'm barely containing myself as it is."I lower my head and give him a questioning look. "Do I look like I want you to contain yourself?" I whisper to his ear and slip my hand into his boxers, now touching his hard, large dick with skin to skin contact.He chuckled with a strained voice, then pulls his jeans down.His rough hands run up my bare legs, all the way under my skirt. When they reach my tiny lace panties, he groans a little, stroking my hips. Then, my panties are gone. He ripped them into two in one swift movement.He gently caresses my butt and then squeezes it hard, and groans with passion. I can't wait any longer so I place myself closer, to make skin to skin contact with his pulsating dick.His eyes shoot to mine with consuming devotion. "Are you this wet just from me touching you?" He whispers into my ear.I wiggle with pleasure and rub my head against his cheek. "I need you inside me, Darius. Now."you haveEXPLICIT CONTENT AHEAD, IF NOT SUITABLE PLEASE SKIPDarius isn't smirking anymore. He is dead serious as he cups the back of my head with one hand, looking deeply inside my eyes it's almost too intimate, as he uses his other hand to position his erection at the entrance of my vagina.He doesn't slip it in, though, and it makes me insane. I wiggle trying to get him inside me, but he holds my hips with both hands now, preventing me to move."What is it now?" I ask, irritated.He inhales sharply, but doesn't respond immediately. Instead, he uses his hands to pull me closer, his dick slowly filling me.I feel how large it is, but it does not hurt entering. I groan deeply, completely letting myself go, surrendering to his hands fully. And it feels so good. As if his part has always belonged there and has finally come home.Then he lifts a hand to press some hair behind my ear and gently whispers. "Do you understand
I look left and right in the hallway, to make sure the coast is clear. I don't want anyone seeing me running around with a torn blouse. Making sure no one is around, I rush up the stairs."Rough day?" I hear Terry's sarcastic voice behind me.I place my hand on my hip and turn only slightly, not allowing him to see the full of me. "Don't you ever have something to do? Besides spying on other people, that is."He laughs. "What's gotten into you today?" He lifts his hands and leaves at the opposite direction.Something definitely has, I bitterly conclude. And it was too good to be able not to think about it for the entire week. I sigh and enter Darius and my bedroom. Just seeing our bed makes me imagine us making love on it.I mean, we already did it once. What does it matter how many times we do it again? A million, please.Stop it! I reprimand my inner wolf. She is such a bad influence. I go int
At 8.30 sharp Derek and Simone appear on the door. I welcome them inside and firmly hug my petite dark haired childhood friend."Lily! I'm so glad to see you!""You, too. God knows I could really use a girls talk," I admit."The Moon Goddess," Derek corrects me and I resent his attitude. I remember how he treated Ian when he found out he was human and the fact he showed lack of respect knowing I had left my pack to live with humans. "Aren't you a treat to live with?" I morbidly state. "Make yourself at home, Derek. Darius will join you any moment now. I'm taking Simone to the living room."He nods and I lead the way for my friend. "How does it feel being back? How's living with the Carters? I want to know everything!" she flashes a wide smile showing her cute perfectly aligned little teeth the moment we enter the living room."Slow down," I laugh and sit on a maroon couch. She joins me and leaves her high-end purse on a wooden table in front of us. "Where do you shop? Does Derek v
"Please stop!" I beg.I sit on the floor in the corner of a room I share with my three brothers, covering my ears. I am not covering them from my parents voices, though. No, I'm very much used to hearing them shout. But the children are not.Jamie is frantically crying, basically screaming, and it is becoming difficult to be so close to him."Hush little baby, don't you cry, Lily's gonna give you some wings to fly..." I sing not even hearing my own voice, but it slowly starts working.Jamie gets more and more silent as I repeat the invented lyrics, and now I can clearly hear my parents's conversation."You are such a hypocrite!" Mom yells. "I saw you! I saw you with my own eyes!""Why are you lying? I told you myself! I came the moment it happened and I confessed!" Dad argues."I'm not talking about that, Patrick! It doesn't matter what you promised me because I saw the way you were looking at her! I saw it with my own eyes and I wish I could unsee it more than anything else in this
I leave my car and tell Paul, the guy who wouldn't let me drive by myself, to give me an hour. He drives away and I inhale deeply before walking to the porch of the house I grew up in.After last night's dream, I can't look at it the same way I did when dad threw a party for my 25th birthday. Did I really fool myself into thinking we were a happy family once? Were we at one point in time? And if we were, what changed?I plan on finding that out. I knock and my brother Jason opens the door for me. "Lily!" he pulls me into a strong embrace, "What took you so long? Don't tell me that dude is holding you hostage. If he is, you know I will-""Lily can take care of herself," Dad interrupts him. "Come on in, sugar. I made us some tea and biscuits."I gaze at the old man and it feels as though I am seeing him for the first time. He cooks now. I almost forgot. He had to learn when I left. To think that I felt guilty after leav
I enter the guest room and take all of my stuff back to Darius' bedroom.We have a bet coming.Finally something to take my mind off of today's conversation with Dad. I take out my red lace lingerie that I prepared earlier this morning and leave with them to take a shower. I know Darius will be upstairs by the time I finish and I have planned this meticulously. I shower with a rose scented gel and spray Coco Mademoiselle perfume on the tip of my neck hook and wrists. I stare in the mirror and comb my long black hair, so that it falls over my shoulders in big shiny locks. Then I put on the sexy sleep attire. It is a short sleep gown, reaching to my mid thighs. The upper part is red black see through lace shaped like a bra, it is cut under the breasts and the lower red silk is split into two, uncovering my matching black red lace thong. I shake my head, smiling. My poor mate doesn't know what he's up against. I open the door and see him lying in bed, covered up to his mid abdomen.
I wake up wrapped up in my mate's strong arms. He lies behind me, my back to his chest, one hand over my belly. I feel so well rested. I could spend an entire day in bed like this."Good morning," I whisper, stroking his lower arm gently, then I lay a kiss on it.I expect him to moan sleepily, but instead he speaks with an awaken voice. "Good morning, Luna." He inhales the scent of my hair and then bites my neck passionately.I get tingles all over.Then he whispers into my ear. "I want to make us a child."I freeze at once. Somehow, everything is done more easily in the dark. The morning sheds a revealing light onto the real us.I tilt my head for 90 degrees. "I didn't know you were awake."He doesn't go off the topic, but cups my breast instead, rubbing his nose against my ear. "An heir to the pack."I swallow hard. One he will have to claim. And if challenged for it, possibly give his life for it. "Everything in its own time," I say, removing his hand lightly. He frowns. "What's
*2 weeks later*The house entrance door swings open and I hear Darius' angry voice from upstairs. "I'm fine! It's a superficial cut... Damn it!"I rush downstairs to find Darius being supported by two pack men by each side, bleeding heavily from a seemingly deep cut over his left ribs. There are quite a few other bruises and marks on other parts of his uncovered torso."What happened?" my hands run to him."Lila," he looks at me, "it's nothing. You shouldn't stress." There is an authoritative undertone to his words and I know he is referring to the possible child I might be carrying. It's been two weeks since we've had the 'accident', though. If I was pregnant, he should've felt it by now.Still, I lay a protective hand over my abdomen as I crouch down. "Tell me what happened," I repeat, now demanding."We lost Kyle and Ezra," he admits with a heavy heart.When I watch him this hurt, I even forget I'm angry with him. Is it possible that I love him, then? Regardless of all the shit he