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Noah's Point of View Finally, we were home. It had been a horrible two days with Kristof out of action and me in charge. I was so glad I wasn't Alpha. Didn't want the responsibility. It was hard enough being second in command without having the added pressure of being totally in charge. This incident had shown me that. Aláine was now home, and Kristof was calm and collected as an Alpha should be. Zayde arrived just moments before I did, and I met him just outside the front door. I gathered that he was going to check on Aláine and me. I had been in the wars a bit lately and looked forward to not getting injured again for a long time. I could certainly do without getting shot, especially by silver bullets. At least I would heal quickly. Everyone was in the kitchen when I got inside, including the new Luna Guard that Michel had arranged for Aláine. Zayde gave Aláine the once over, and luckily she wasn't hurt. Then he went and checked me. Since the bullet wasn't in me anymore, there was
Aláine's Point of View Kristof led me upstairs, and I have to say that I was looking forward to this. There was no other man I wanted to be with other than him. My mate. Viktor could never have measured up. Kristof was far more of a man than Viktor would have ever been. Even before I turned and became a werewolf, I couldn't stand Viktor. No woman wants to be taken from their mate and threatened with a forced mating. It was akin to rape. Once I shifted for the first time, I felt this hideous rage and hatred towards him. It was so intense I wanted to kill him. Now I was here with Kristof, where I wanted to be, and heading towards the bedroom. I was excited. It felt like a lifetime since I had last laid next to him. Even if nothing else happened tonight, being able to hold him and be held in his arms would suffice. I felt almost shy when we entered the room. Kristof was still holding my hand, leading me towards the bed. When we sat down, he shucked off his socks and shoes before retak
Kristof's Point of View Aláine was sitting on my lap, kissing me. Goddess, how I missed her. Still kissing me, she pushed herself out of my arms before pushing me back on the bed. Considering how sexually innocent she was, I was intrigued. I was also getting hard at what might be coming. Leaning forward, Aláine opened the buttons of my shirt, kissing where each button was. The kisses were light and soft. I couldn't help moaning with pleasure. I was fully hard now, and my pants were exceptionally tight. She leaned back to look at me. Her smile was seductive and full of lust. I wanted to reach and pull her down to the bed, but I was letting her lead. Aláine slowly undid my belt and pulled it out of my jeans, letting it fall on the floor. With a little effort, she unzipped them. I lifted my hips to help her remove the jeans, and she took the jeans and underwear off together. My hard cock sprang up, totally unshackled from the confines of clothes. To top it off, I could smell the sweet
Aláine's Point of View "Mine!" What? I had just marked Kristof, and it felt so right. My mouth had elongated slightly, and my canines had popped right out. I could feel myself starting to orgasm, so I licked that sweet spot between his neck and shoulder like Kristof had previously done. Just as I came undone, I pierced his skin with my teeth. The taste of blood hit my tongue. More importantly, I could feel Kristof in my mind. The connection was instantaneous. I could now confirm that Kristof was indeed my fated mate. It was more than just the electrical impulses of his touch; it was what I could only describe as being soul mates. "Mine!" was the answer I heard from Kristof as he re-marked me again. Here I was, back in the arms of my mate. I would be beside him for the rest of my life, and I felt truly at peace. Kristof and I finished our shower, cleaning and drying each other, wrapping the towel and his arms around me. He explained that this was a way of mates cementing their
Aláine's Point of View Last night after Kristof's wolf had talked to mine, we celebrated our complete mating with more sex. I constantly marvelled at how often we could keep going. Not only that, but when I thought I would be hurting from all the use my sex was getting, it wasn't that bad. As soon as I became aroused again, it was like any pain and discomfort disappeared. When we woke up in the morning, I couldn't believe my hunger. It was so bad that my tummy started complaining. Loudly. "Bloody hell," I giggled embarrassingly. "Welcome to werewolf life, my love," Kristof said. "We eat more because we burn it faster. We heal quicker, we are more powerful, and we are faster. That burns calories. You will need to make sure you eat well now." "I get why I healed fast," I said, "but I have no scars. Surely that wouldn't happen." "Unless you are injured by aconite, also known as monkshood or wolf's bane, you won't scar," he answered. "For those who don't follow the Goddess and only m
Kristof's Point of View I watched Aláine shift to her wolf. Even though I had seen her Lycan form, her incredible beauty blew me away. She was a human, so there was no way she should have white and golden fur. That was for the Royal Family only. Well, that was how it was before Aláine shifted. It seemed to have changed, not that I was complaining. The combined packs were sure to see that it would only benefit them by having two regal leaders. Now that she had shifted to her wolf, she would have to learn to walk with four legs instead of two. I also transformed into my wolf so I could demonstrate as necessary. That was not as easy as it sounded. Aláine was going to be as uncoordinated as a pup. Case in point, as she just tripped over her own paws. "Stop laughing," she growled at me. I couldn't help laughing at Aláine's unco ways. "I'm sorry little pup," I chuckle, "but you look so damn cute. Remember that we all had to go through this when we first got our wolves. We who are wolf-b
Aláine's Point of View Over the next three days, we practised shifting between human and wolf, human and Lycan, wolf and Lycan, and back again. My shifting time was much faster, although Kristof was incredibly fast at shifting forms. He'd had many years of practice, and it showed. At least it didn't hurt as badly. Unfortunately, the pain hadn't entirely diminished. I had my walking and running down pat. My tail was acting like a rudder, and I could run and turn without falling over. Kristof said I was a natural at it. I thought my progress was due to being turned as an adult. While it took wolf-born children much longer, knowing the science behind it helped. Now we were going for my first official run with my mate. I would be handing over the reins to Calliope, and Kristof would allow Connery to have control during this time. Kristof was very explicit with Calliope and Connery that this was a run only, not a mating. "Why?" I asked. "What's the difference?" "If our wolves mate, the
Kristof's Point of View So far, today has been a wonderful day. Aláine and I started with our first run as mates, then ended with incredible sex. It was time to take the party inside. As much as I enjoy making love to her outside, we have a comfortable bedroom to continue it. Cameras can be on outside to pick up any disturbance, and the bedroom is soundproofed. "Let's get some food," I said in answer to Aláine's grumbling tummy. "I feel like all I ever do is eat," she said embarrassingly. "I did tell you we burn more calories than humans, and we have not only been for a run but also had fantastic sex. That has burned off quite a few." I responded. "Lead the way," she declared, laughing. "Please feed me before I faint from hunger." "At your service, my lady. I'll fill your stomach first, and then I'll fill other things," I smiled and jiggled my eyebrows suggestively, leading her toward the kitchen. "Pasta sound good?" I asked while I rummaged through the fridge. "Sure," said Alá