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Delilah's POV
"After graduation, you're mine. Publicly. No more hiding."Jaxon's lips brushed against my neck as he whispered the promise. We were tucked behind the library in our usual spot where no one could see us. His hand slid under my shirt, fingers tracing patterns on my bare skin that made me shiver.
"You promise?" I breathed out. "After three years of this, you'll really claim me in front of everyone?"
"I swear it." His ice blue eyes locked onto mine. "Three more days until graduation. Then I become Alpha and no one will ever hurt you again. You'll be my Luna and they'll have to respect you."
I wanted to believe him so badly it hurt. For three years at Riverbend University, I endured hell. Male wolves grabbed my ass in hallways and called me easy. Female wolves spread rumors that I slept with professors for grades. They called me whore's daughter every single day because Mom dared to date again five years after Dad died.
But Jaxon made it bearable. My fated mate, the future Alpha who loved me in secret and promised salvation was coming.
His hand moved lower, slipping beneath the waistband of my jeans. I gasped when his fingers found me already wet for him. He groaned against my throat.
"You're always so ready for me, baby." His fingers circled slowly, making my knees weak. "I can't wait to have all of you. To fill you up and mark you as mine."
My hand found the bulge straining against his pants. I stroked him through the fabric and felt him grow harder under my touch. He bucked into my palm with a low growl.
"Delilah." His voice was rough with need. "Three more days. Just three more days and I'll take every inch of you after I claim you publicly. I'll make you scream my name where everyone can hear."
His fingers worked faster and I bit my lip to keep quiet. The pleasure built and built until I shattered against his hand, trembling in his arms. He held me through it, whispering promises about our future together.
"I have to get to class," I whispered when I could breathe again.
He kissed me softly. "Tonight. Meet me here tonight and I'll make you come on my tongue."
I nodded and slipped away from him, straightening my clothes as I headed back toward the main campus. My body still hummed with pleasure and my heart felt light for the first time in weeks. Three more days. Just three more days until everything changed.
The lightness died the moment I walked into my healing arts lecture.
"Look who finally decided to show up." Sarah's voice rang out across the classroom. "Probably late because she was on her knees somewhere earning her grade."
The class erupted in laughter. I kept my head down and moved toward my usual seat in the back.
"I heard Professor Davis failed her last exam," another girl added loudly. "Guess she'll have to work extra hard to convince him to pass her. On her back, probably."
More laughter. I sank into my seat and pulled out my notebook, ignoring the whispers and pointed looks. This was normal. This was every single day of my life at Riverbend University.
A male wolf named Kyle walked past my desk and deliberately knocked my books to the floor. "Oops. Maybe if you weren't such a clumsy whore like your mother, you'd be able to hold onto things."
I bent down to pick up my books, biting my tongue to keep from responding. Fighting back only made it worse. I learned that lesson in my first year.
The lecture dragged on forever. Professor Davis called on me twice just to watch me stumble through answers while the class snickered. By the time it ended, I was exhausted and Storm was whimpering in my head.
Just three more days, I reminded myself as I gathered my things. Three more days and Jaxon claims me and this all stops.
I headed toward the bathroom before my next class. The hallway was mostly empty since everyone was either in lectures or at lunch. I pushed open the bathroom door and froze.
Sarah stood by the sinks with three other girls. They all turned to look at me with cruel smiles on their faces.
"Well, well." Sarah crossed her arms. "If it isn't the whore's daughter. We were just talking about you."
I tried to back toward the door but one of the girls, Michelle, moved to block it.
"Where do you think you're going?" Michelle asked. "We're not done with you."
My heart started pounding. This felt different from the usual taunts. More dangerous.
"Your mother is a disgrace," Sarah said as she walked closer. "Spreading her legs for another man before your father's body was even cold. What kind of woman does that?"
"A slut," one of the other girls answered. "Just like her daughter."
"My mom waited five years," I said quietly, hating how my voice shook. "She mourned Dad. She's allowed to love again."
"Love?" Sarah laughed. "Is that what you call it? She fucked her way into a new relationship because she couldn't stand being alone. Just like you're trying to fuck your way through university."
"That's not true."
"Everyone knows you're sleeping with professors for grades," Michelle added. "Like mother, like daughter. Both of you will spread your legs for anyone who gives you attention."
"Stop talking about my mother like that." Anger flared hot in my chest. "You don't know anything about her."
"We know she's a faithless whore," Sarah said. She was right in front of me now. "And we know her daughter is just as pathetic and desperate."
"Take it back." My hands clenched into fists.
"Or what?" Sarah shoved me hard. I stumbled backward and hit the wall. "You going to fight me? The weak little reject who can't even defend herself?"
The other girls closed in around me. I was surrounded with my back against the wall.
"Your mother dishonored your father's memory," Sarah continued. "She spat on his grave by dating that Beta from Nightshade Pack. The whole pack knows what she is. A disgusting slut who couldn't keep her legs closed."
"Shut up!" I shoved Sarah back.
The moment I saw Sarah's eyes flash with rage, I knew that was a big mistake.
Delilah's POV"I do.""Dante Blackwell. Do you pledge yourself to Delilah Calloway as her bonded mate, to honor her choices, respect her strength, and stand beside her as an equal for as long as you both live?"Dante looked at me. His grey eyes held mine and his voice was rough and certain."I do.""Mateo Blackwell. Do you pledge the same?"Mateo's eyes were wet. His voice cracked on the first word and he didn't try to hide it."I do."Corbin looked at the three of us standing in the moonlight and his expression shifted into what I could only describe as respect."Then let the bond be formed."Dante moved first. He stepped close and his hand came up to my face and he tilted my chin and looked into my eyes for one long second. Then he lowered his mouth to the curve of my neck where it met my shoulder and I felt his teeth graze the skin and Storm surged inside my chest with a howl that shook my bones.His teeth broke through.The pain was sharp and bright and lasted half a second before
Delilah's POVThey held the rhythm. Mateo's mouth and Dante's fingers working in sync like they'd planned it and maybe they had because the two of them had always been able to read each other without speaking and right now that talent was being used to take me apart piece by piece.The second orgasm built slower, deeper. I could feel it in my stomach and my thighs and my chest, a full-body wave that grew every time Mateo's tongue hit the right spot and Dante's fingers curled inside me."I'm close," I said. "Don't stop. Harder. Both of you."Mateo sucked and Dante pressed deeper and I reached back and grabbed a fistful of Dante's hair with one hand and held Mateo's head with the other and I used them both exactly the way I wanted to because this was mine now. This moment, this pleasure, these two men on their knees and at my back giving me everything I asked for. Mine.The second orgasm tore through me and I screamed. I actually screamed and my legs gave out completely and Mateo caught
Delilah's POVHe made a sound low in his throat and his lips pressed against the curve of my neck and the warmth of his mouth sent a shiver down my spine that I didn't bother hiding. His musky scent wrapped around me and Storm hummed and my head tipped back without my permission.Dante's hand slid up my spine from behind. Slow, deliberate, his fingers tracing the line of my back like he was memorizing it."Higher," I said.His hand moved to the back of my neck and his thumb pressed into the tension there and a groan slipped out of me before I could catch it."Good," I said. "Keep doing that."Mateo's mouth trailed from my neck to my collarbone and his hands tightened on my waist. "Can I go lower?""Ask me again.""Can I go lower, Delilah?""Yes."His lips moved down my chest and his breath was hot against my skin and when his mouth closed over my nipple I gasped and grabbed a fistful of his hair and held him there. His tongue circled and flicked and I felt the pull of it all the way d
Delilah's POV I waited three days after the Council left before I went to them.Not because I needed the time. Because I wanted them to sweat. Because after everything they'd put me through, three days of wondering whether the woman who'd just saved their entire family was going to let them back in felt like the bare minimum of what they owed me.On the third evening I sent Stella to the barracks with a message for Dante and another to the main house for Mateo. Same message for both of them.My cabin. Nine o'clock. Come alone.Dante arrived first. He knocked once and waited. I opened the door and he walked in wearing a plain black shirt with his sleeves rolled up and his grey eyes careful like a man walking into a room where the floor might give out.Mateo came two minutes later. He didn't knock. He just stood in the open doorway until I nodded him inside. His amber eyes moved from me to Dante and back again and his jaw was tight with the effort of not speaking first.I closed the do
Delilah's POV"I've been through worse." I held his gaze. "Your daughter was a guest in this pack and I'm sorry her mating didn't work out. But Dante Blackwell rejected Celeste of his own free will as an adult member of this pack. Mateo did the same with Thalia. Those were their choices and they made them publicly and legally through the proper rites."I sat back. "If you're looking for someone to blame for your broken alliances, the men who broke them are right outside this building. I'm just the healer.""The healer they're both now pursuing," Crest said."Yes. As an independent wolf with my own rank and my own standing, I've chosen to explore a relationship with both of them. That decision was made recently and openly. There's nothing forbidden about it. I'm not their stepsister in any legal sense. I'm an independent member of this pack and the choices I make about my personal life are exactly that. Personal."Thorne looked at Crest. Crest looked at the elders. The elders looked at
Delilah's POVI dressed carefully the next morning, for me and not for them. I braided my hair back tight like Helena had taught me, pulled on a clean shirt and trousers, and looked at myself in the small mirror until the woman staring back had no cracks showing. Just the flat steady gaze of a healer who had work to do and a pack to protect.Storm was quiet inside my chest but not dormant like she'd been after Jaxon's rejection. She was alert and waiting, crouched low and watching for the moment to move."You ready?" she asked."No. But that's never stopped me before."The main hall was full when I walked in.Corbin sat at the head of the long table with Ryker to his right. Alpha Thorne sat across from them, a broad silver-haired man with cold blue eyes and a jaw that looked like it had been carved from the same stone as his reputation.Beta Crest sat beside him, smaller and sharper, with the watchful energy of a man who counted every slight and forgot none of them. The two council el
Delilah's POV But I didn't pull off. I wanted to taste him, wanted to make him come. I doubled my efforts and moments later he was coming with a groan, his release filling my mouth. I swallowed it all, something about the act feeling intensely intimate."Perfect," Mateo praised while pulling out g
Delilah's POV I nodded and slipped out of the training facility, my legs shaking as I made my way back to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and tried not to panic at how obvious it was what I'd been doing.I splashed cold water on my face, fixed my hair as best I could, and took sever
Delilah's POV I forced myself back into position and somehow managed to finish the hundred push-ups, even though my form was terrible by the end and my arms felt like they might fall off.The rest of training wasn't any easier. Every exercise, Dante pushed me harder than anyone else. Every time I
Delilah's POV Sunday morning arrived with pale sunlight and the distant sound of Mom humming in the kitchen. I dragged myself out of bed, my body protesting every movement with a deep soreness that made me acutely aware of exactly what I'd done the night before.The mirror showed evidence I couldn







