we went to a small waterfall today. It was a nice hike, very steep though and because of my surgery I couldn't exercise much so I am really out of shape. I was out of breath, my face was red and I had to take many breaks lol
Nivia’s povAfter some bullshit chitchat with Mom, Dad, and Forrest, Dad went into super-dad mode.“So what the fuck is up with your face? Because your voice sounds cheery, but your eyes betray you. You’re fucking miserable.”I sighed, “I am not fucking miserable.”“Well, you’re not basking in the motherfucking flow of the mate bond either. You should be fucking all day and being all giddy.”I laughed, “seriously?”Dad shrugged while Mom covered her mouth to hide her laughter, “well, yeah. You’ve seen how mates are when they first meet. They’re all over each other, sucking face all day long, being fucking clingy. Some people just stay in their room for a whole week. And you two… Well, Niv, no offense, but you don’t even act like you like each other.”I sighed, Goddess, this man is exhausting! “We do like each other.”“Prove it.”I scoffed, “seriously? Prove it? How?”“I don’t fucking know, but well… fuck it…. Your mom is going to kill me for saying this, but I’ve already started this
Ford’s povPerhaps the Moon Goddess was not mistaken after all.Nivia’s body felt delightful; I fit perfectly into it as she allowed me to fulfil my fantasies. My defiance did not bother her; they seemed to turn her on almost as much as they did me.I am not one to let my guard down; however, while we had sex, I did not feel that similar need for control.Simply put, I felt free to be myself.Nivia surrendered herself to me, accepting my mark, and although all my previous reasonings for needing my mark on her neck were still valid, there was another reason I had not thought of previously.My mark on my mate’s neck wasn’t simply necessary to the pack, to the council or my legacy. I coveted the opportunity to mark Nivia, to make her mine in every way.I felt the similar sense of urgency Nivia had displayed, and whilst hers was out of jealousy, mine was for another reason.Nivia had not minced words when it came to our relationship. She had made it abundantly clear that the option of rej
Nivia’s povShit, shit, shit....I’m falling so hard for my mate, and it’s fucking terrifying.Remember how I thought having sex with Ford might make me like him more...? Yeah, I was right.But it’s more than just the pleasure he gives me. Although he’s really good at that part. My goddess, he’s good.I don’t even care that he takes the lead; I know how important it is for him to be in control. Besides, I’m new to all this. So I don’t mind just letting go and following his lead. It’s nice to be surprised by whatever he decides next; each position feels better than the one before.But beyond the pleasure, there is something else that I didn’t count on.It’s the way he makes me feel. The way Ford looks at me makes me feel so sexy, so wanted. He doesn’t really say it, but I can see it in his eyes when he’s watching me.Normally there is judgment behind his eyes, but when we’re having sex, he’s not judging me. I’m free to make sounds, to curse, and to make faces without feeling judged.I
Ford’s povI allowed Nivia some leniency. While I normally would prefer to solely focus on work, like her, my mind has wandered off to last night a few times.I plan to spend every night enjoying my mate until she is with child. And even then I will most likely continue.‘So you don’t just want her around for your heir?’ Callum scoffed.While I had led Walter to believe this to be the case, my wolf should know better.I might not feel the same Nivia does; I have grown fond of her and our time spent together.And she has begun to prove her worth in more ways than one.Not only can she satisfy me like no other in the bedroom, but she has also helped take over my beta's tasks with an ease I did not expect of her.‘When you were her age, you were already running a pack and had received training from our former beta. Why would you assume she hadn’t received comparable or superior training to you?’ Callum asked.Her decorum in the beginning and me feeling slighted by her being appointed to
Nivia's pov“You…” He growled lowly.I did not want to turn around, recognizing the voice of the person I had grown to hate over the past few months.The whole evening I had searched for this delicious scent of burned wood and marshmallow. It’s a scent that isn’t just delicious, but there are memories tied to it. Memories of having smores with my great grandparents and my grandparents.Memories of them sharing laughs and drinks around the fireplaces while I listened to their stories.My favourites were the love stories, and second came the ones of war.While war isn’t something to celebrate, they told their stories in such a way that made the fighting almost sound romantic. They weren’t just fighting to protect themselves, but those they loved.I had the privilege of never having personally witnessed a war.My parents had made alliances and deals to make sure our kind wasn’t destroying each other over different world views or territory disclaims.It wasn’t always easy, and there were
Nivia’s pov“You are fucking nuts, Krullebol. You can’t be serious.” Dad said, staring at my mom in disbelief.“Do you trust the Moon Goddess?” Mom asked, and dad sighed before confirming he did.“So, why do you think she paired these two wrong, then? You don’t even know the guy, and neither does Nivia.” Mom said, looking at me and dad.“I’m going to ask Ash to join us; maybe your dad can talk some fucking sense into you.” Dad replied.“Snitch. And no, you will not. Storm, it’s not your choice; it’s our daughter’s. And I think it’s worth considering that they might be right for each other.”“He’d almost twice her age! He’s fucking old, krullebol.”“You’re older than me by nine years, old man. So don’t fucking start with that. You just don’t like him.”“I don’t like him either, by the way.” I chimed in.“See…” Dad said. I have always been a daddy’s girl, and he knows it. I guess that’s why he’s having a hard time letting go, and for once I am not complaining.Mom sighed, “I just think
Ford’s povThe gall of this young lady.‘Your mate.’ Callum, my wolf reminded me.How could I forget?I looked up at the moon as Nivia Evelien Leia Omari ran in her wolf form, her white wolf moving so quickly that it almost looked like a stripe passing by me.Why, after so many years, would I meet my mate now?For years my pack had urged me to find my mate. Eventually, when I turned 25, they decided I should have a chosen mate.Having an heir was important, as was evident by my presence in the pack.I was never meant to lead the Nightclaw pack. My brother, who I had never met, was to take over. But then, the Omari clan decided to wage war once again.Their family has a tendency to be in the middle of every dispute or war on their continent.I was in England at the time, unaware of what was happening across the ocean. I knew who my father was, and I was also keenly privy to the fact that he didn’t want anything to do with me.Not until he and his heir lost their lives during the war. T
Ford’s povAfter dealing with their insults Nivia and I walked to my car. I took the back seat, my beta would be driving us back.Nivia took the seat next to me.Before buckling, Nivia reached over to tap Samuel on the shoulder, “hi, we’ve never met in person, but you’re beta Samuel, right?”I held back a growl, hating how informally she spoke to my beta.He turned his body halfway to face her, “good to meet you in person, Miss Omari. Or should I call you Luna Omari?”“Call me Nivia, please beta Samuel.” She replied with a smile, before shaking his hand.“Then feel free to call me, Sam.”I had never endured this feeling before. This sense of not being in control. When I saw my mate and my beta shake hands, I felt this sense of possessiveness that was new to me.I detested the feeling of being out of control.A growl slipped out, which made Nivia look at me with distain as she rolled her eyes. “Just because you don’t want to use my first name doesn’t mean others can.”“Sit down, Miss.
Ford’s povI allowed Nivia some leniency. While I normally would prefer to solely focus on work, like her, my mind has wandered off to last night a few times.I plan to spend every night enjoying my mate until she is with child. And even then I will most likely continue.‘So you don’t just want her around for your heir?’ Callum scoffed.While I had led Walter to believe this to be the case, my wolf should know better.I might not feel the same Nivia does; I have grown fond of her and our time spent together.And she has begun to prove her worth in more ways than one.Not only can she satisfy me like no other in the bedroom, but she has also helped take over my beta's tasks with an ease I did not expect of her.‘When you were her age, you were already running a pack and had received training from our former beta. Why would you assume she hadn’t received comparable or superior training to you?’ Callum asked.Her decorum in the beginning and me feeling slighted by her being appointed to
Nivia’s povShit, shit, shit....I’m falling so hard for my mate, and it’s fucking terrifying.Remember how I thought having sex with Ford might make me like him more...? Yeah, I was right.But it’s more than just the pleasure he gives me. Although he’s really good at that part. My goddess, he’s good.I don’t even care that he takes the lead; I know how important it is for him to be in control. Besides, I’m new to all this. So I don’t mind just letting go and following his lead. It’s nice to be surprised by whatever he decides next; each position feels better than the one before.But beyond the pleasure, there is something else that I didn’t count on.It’s the way he makes me feel. The way Ford looks at me makes me feel so sexy, so wanted. He doesn’t really say it, but I can see it in his eyes when he’s watching me.Normally there is judgment behind his eyes, but when we’re having sex, he’s not judging me. I’m free to make sounds, to curse, and to make faces without feeling judged.I
Ford’s povPerhaps the Moon Goddess was not mistaken after all.Nivia’s body felt delightful; I fit perfectly into it as she allowed me to fulfil my fantasies. My defiance did not bother her; they seemed to turn her on almost as much as they did me.I am not one to let my guard down; however, while we had sex, I did not feel that similar need for control.Simply put, I felt free to be myself.Nivia surrendered herself to me, accepting my mark, and although all my previous reasonings for needing my mark on her neck were still valid, there was another reason I had not thought of previously.My mark on my mate’s neck wasn’t simply necessary to the pack, to the council or my legacy. I coveted the opportunity to mark Nivia, to make her mine in every way.I felt the similar sense of urgency Nivia had displayed, and whilst hers was out of jealousy, mine was for another reason.Nivia had not minced words when it came to our relationship. She had made it abundantly clear that the option of rej
Nivia’s povAfter some bullshit chitchat with Mom, Dad, and Forrest, Dad went into super-dad mode.“So what the fuck is up with your face? Because your voice sounds cheery, but your eyes betray you. You’re fucking miserable.”I sighed, “I am not fucking miserable.”“Well, you’re not basking in the motherfucking flow of the mate bond either. You should be fucking all day and being all giddy.”I laughed, “seriously?”Dad shrugged while Mom covered her mouth to hide her laughter, “well, yeah. You’ve seen how mates are when they first meet. They’re all over each other, sucking face all day long, being fucking clingy. Some people just stay in their room for a whole week. And you two… Well, Niv, no offense, but you don’t even act like you like each other.”I sighed, Goddess, this man is exhausting! “We do like each other.”“Prove it.”I scoffed, “seriously? Prove it? How?”“I don’t fucking know, but well… fuck it…. Your mom is going to kill me for saying this, but I’ve already started this
Nivia’s povMaybe it could work somehow?I’d be Ford’s Luna, the type of Luna he wants, and after a while I’ll take over as Alpha for Mom and get to have my shot to be in charge.I just always thought it would be different, you know?We’d run our pack together. Like Mom and Dad and all that came before them.It’s… Ugh… I don’t know if I can be a Luna like Pearle was. I don’t know if I can be a traditional Luna, one who barely is allowed to have an opinion on pack members.I’m trying. I really am.Trying to find a way things could work, because for all his faults, I am falling hard for Ford.We walked the rest of the way in silence, and I hoped maybe we could salvage the rest of the evening. Maybe I could find a way for Ford to understand we weren’t trying to embarrass him but help him.Because it was clear he reacted so strongly because we hurt his pride.I wish I could understand why Ford behaved the way he did. I know his past has shaped him to be the man he is today.If Fletcher tr
Ford’s povEverything seemed to be settled with the Wind Winder pack. Fletcher’s remains have been sent back; they have found a temporary replacement until Fletcher’s son is of age, and they have agreed to my budget proposal.To my surprise they even suggested a new alliance, this one based on mutual respect.I told them I would consider their offer, even if I would rather not have any ties to that part of my life. If it benefits the pack, I might consider it.And if it’s an agreeable option for the Iron River pack. If the Iron River pack says it’s either them or the Wind Winder pack, the choice is clear.This is what I'll be discussing shortly, once my mother-in-law is ready for our meeting.I impatiently waited until she appeared on the screen. I have other business to attend to.‘As has she,’ Callum reminded me. ‘Be nice.’Be nice, I scoffed to myself. I am perfectly pleasant.Alpha Aeryn can ask her daughter just how pleasant I can be.I didn’t mean anything by it; however, my min
Nivia’s povFord crawled into bed with me when the sun was already coming up.At least he had let me know he wouldn’t be home for dinner. By using one of the Omegas instead of calling or texting, but still… He did let me know.Goddess… Okay! I know I’m pulling at straws trying to make it seem like he cares as much as I do.If I want Ford to like me for me, then I should like him for him, right?Nah… Sorry, it won’t happen.I must admit I am starting to find his frowns and scolding expression cute. And I love it when he swallows hard to avoid saying something that isn’t proper. The way his Adam's apple moves is sexy somehow.I also love… LOVE! How he calls me darling.With his accent and the way he speaks in general, it’s fucking hot.I love how gentle he is in bed. Even when he crawls next to me, he puts his arms around me, and it feels like I’m being hugged.And the sex…. Well, not sex, sex, but it’s still sex without penetration, right? Well, the sex is just… WOW!But is it enough?“
Nivia’s povIt took a lot of restraint not to fight Fletcher when I had the opportunity, but I had to think about the consequences if I did.Not only would it look like Ford needs my help fighting his battles, but it would also mean that I’d be in control of the Wind Winder pack.Whoever kills the alpha becomes the alpha.I have no clue what Ford will do with the pack, and while I would love to discuss it with him, I am pretty sure he doesn’t want my opinion on the matter.Besides, I’m too busy licking every inch of his body. I mean, his wounds.Of course we took a shower first. Ford’s face was covered in Fletcher’s blood, and his body was covered in Goddess knows what.Dirt, his blood, Fletcher's blood, fur, pieces of skin?Although it was kind of gross, watching them fight was pretty cool.I had helped clean his back, which means we were both just wearing towels at the moment. I could have gotten dressed, but I figured it was time sensitive to tend to his wounds.‘Sure….’ Gwyn teased
Ford’s pov “Agreed.” ‘Agreed?!’ Callum growled inside my head. ‘Are you mental?’ ‘She almost lost the alliance between our packs,’ I replied calmly. Callum was beyond angry; I could feel his outrage through our connection. ‘She called you her family. She defended you!’ ‘I am an adult. Her senior. I do not require or desire her protection.’ I growled back. Fletcher smirked at me, “You should take your pink-haired Luna home. We’ll be able to help you, yeah? We'll show her how a Luna should conduct herself.” “That won’t be necessary.” I replied curtly. “Nah, it would be great, Rutherford. You can show her your mother’s resting place while you’re at it.” I swallowed down the bile in my throat, “thank you for the suggestion.” Fletcher’s eyes flashed as they used to do when he was eager to beat me. “After you left, things actually improved for the old cow. See, when there wasn’t a constant reminder of the crime she committed, people began to forget. It’s not like she was out and ab