I chuckled and began to get out of bed, but Xavier moved swiftly, stopping me with a pointed look at his watch. “It’s 12:12 A.M. on May 20th, and from now on, you belong to me.” he declared, leaning over me, compelling me to lean back against the headboard. My eyes widened,was he crazy? He had helped me and had been kind, but if he thought he could keep me here, he was dreaming.
I may not have a home or a family, but that didn’t give him the right to claim me. I still had my grandmother and soon, I’d have my wolf and my mate. I wanted to hold out for him. He would be my family, my protector, the one person I could count on. If anyone was going to claim me, it would be him and him alone.
“Excuse me? You want me to be yours?” My tone came off less than impressed, he simply nodded. “Alpha Xavier, there are countless women, I’m sure, who want to be with you. Why would you want me?” I pushed him off of me, my hand on his solid, warm chest as he slowly moved back, creating some space between us.
He looked at me with a soft smile, his eyes trailing over my body once again. I noticed the covers had moved up the shirt, barely covering me as the top of my legs were now on show. I could feel his eyes burning into me.
I pulled my shirt down as far as I could, covering myself a bit more, only for his gaze to snap to my breasts as the fabric strained against them. I looked down and saw my front body were almost visible through the thin white fabric.
His dark hazel eyes met my blue ones and he smirked, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t have the desire for a lover, so that’s not what I’m asking you. If I wanted, I’d have made you mine already,” his tone was mockingand my stomach did a small flip as I shot him a cold glare. I wouldn’t let him know he was affecting me, it was probably his proximity, the bed, and the fact that I was barely dressed that were getting to me. I snapped my blue eyes to his and we were lost in each other, “I want you to be my wife, Renna, the Luna of my pack,” he said, his hand cupping my cheek, and his thumb brushed my face, sending waves of tingles through me. I arched a brow, pulling back from his gaze and his touch. My skin still tingled from his caress but my bones were chilled by his words.
“What do you mean you want me to be your Luna?” I asked, confused, and he immediately took my wrist, pulling me closer to him. I was inches away as he sat in front of me, our knees touching. I was struggling to concentrate. The way he was looking at me and his touch made my heart skip a beat.
“I want you as my Luna and wife. I’ll take care of your Grandma’s medical costs, and I’ll help you avenge your parents’ death. But I will only do those things if you agree to marry me and be mine,” his voice was low and husky. The urge to kiss him was consuming me. His offer was tempting, but how could I just run off from my pack and marry the first man that helped me? I was not a Disney princess; I was smart enough to know that life work that way; there were no white knights on horses coming to rescue me.
“But why me?” I asked. He didn’t know me, and without my wolf there was no way to tell if we were mates. He gave me a soft smile and shrugged as he leaned slightly closer, his breath mixing with mine. “I don’t know; maybe it was love at first sight. As soon as I saw youI knew you would be my wife,” he purred, his eyes flashing as he tilted my head up toward his. His face grew closer and closer.
Xavier was undeniably handsome and far too charming for his own good. My eyes began to flutter, and I felt ready to give in and accept this. But then a thought struck me, my eyes snapped open and I moved back a few inches, looking at him with a furrowed brow. What about my mate? What would he think if I just moved on to someone else? Besides, I had only recently broken up with Ethan, and the pain of his betrayal was still raw. Was I considering kissing Xavier just to get back at him somehow?
I shook my head “I can’t marry you, Xavier. I can work and earn the money on my own.” He examined me for a moment, his hand on my face slightly pinching as he tightened his grip. My breath hitched as an unusual feeling grew in my stomach.
A deep frown formed on his face as he studied me, his eyes flashing to his wolf. I could feel the power radiating off of him. “Do you not want to marry me, Renna?” he asked seriously. I looked at him, recalling something my Dad had mentioned about Xavier, there was a woman, Sage, his mate.
I tried to remember what my Dad had said so long ago, they had been very much in love, planning to be mated before something happened, preventing them from being together. Xavier had been furious, and since that moment, he had never asked anyone else to be his Luna. He used women for pleasure but cared for none of them.
“Of course, I’m not going to marry you. We just met! Besides, I’ve heard rumors that you only ever loved one woman. Sage, was it?” I swiped his hand off of me as I looked at him. He just smirked, his eyes glinting as he looked at me once more.
“But you are the only woman I love now,” he replied. Before I could process what he said, he kissed me, and his hand tangled in my hair,he wrapped an arm around my waist, and pulled me onto his lap.
I’d only ever been kissed by Ethan before, this was so different, all passion and power. He left me feeling possessed and full of tingles racing through my body. I became lost to his touch, and I was horrified when I realized I was kissing him back with equal force and even enjoying it. enjoyed them.
Renna We had been living in our cosy bubble of three for several weeks now. Me, Xavier, and Orion. The soft glow of the evening sun streamed through the curtains, casting warm hues across our living room. Xavier’s idea to name our son after my beloved dad filled my heart with joy. It had been just the three of us, cherishing every moment as a family. But tonight, I was eagerly bursting our bubble for a long-awaited date with my captivating alpha. I adorned myself in alluring lingerie, the delicate lace teasingly brushing against my skin. I yearned for our sexy time with my mate, I knew he was desperate for it too. However, our precious little Orion would inevitably interrupt our passionate rendezvous. His sweet cries would pierce the air, filling the room with an innocent melody of hunger and discomfort. The frustration began to well up inside me, like a simmering storm. Don’t get me wrong, I adore my baby Orion. He is the epitome of cuteness, the greatest blessing in my life. But e
Renna “Push, Luna,” the midwife urges, her voice firm yet gentle, as I growl in her face. The sterile hospital room is filled with the rhythmic beeping of machines and the faint scent of antiseptic. Childbirth, a relentless storm of agony, floods my senses, making me question why anyone willingly endures this. No wonder I was an only child. Xavier, my partner, hovers around me like an annoying fly, fussing over me incessantly. The pain, like a thousand fiery tendrils, wracks my body as I summon every ounce of strength to push our precious baby into the world. “Ren, you’re doing amazing!” Xavier’s voice resonates with pride and excitement as he gently wipes the sweat off my forehead. I have to remind myself of my love for this man, even as I glare at his infuriating face for being the reason behind my pregnancy. A low growl escapes my lips, but he remains undeterred, his eyes filled with adoration. I can hear the rhythmic beeping of the heart rate monitor, a constant reminder of the l
Xavier As I poured my heart out to her, the words flowed like a river. Was she merely manipulating me, using my vulnerabilities against me? The air felt heavy with tension as her words echoed in the room. “You rejected me, Xavier. I was destined to be the luna of this pack. he goddess ensured it and then you didn’t want me … I wasn’t good enough for you!” The scent of her anger hung in the air, mixing with the musky aroma of the room. Her words hit me like a wave, leaving me speechless and bewildered. “Sage, none of that is true,” I say, my voice filled with desperation, the words hanging in the air between us. I continue, my words tinged with sadness, “Yes, I rejected you, but it wasn’t my choice. The council forced me to do it.” I pause, hoping she will understand. Her head shakes, her eyes filled with disbelief, as if I am spinning a web of lies. “I was happy for you to be my mate,” I whisper, my voice breaking. I can feel the weight of the words, heavy on my chest. The room sud
Xavier Now that Ren had regained her memories, life was filled with an undeniable sense of contentment. The sun’s warm rays gently caressed our faces as we strolled hand in hand through the park, birds singing their melodious tunes. I shared the news of the pregnancy, and though initially taken aback, her eyes sparkled with joy, mirroring the vibrant colours of the blooming flowers around us. I couldn’t help but notice the tender way she delicately rubbed her belly, a radiant smile adorning her face, as if whispering sweet secrets to our growing little pup. It was in those moments, when she thought I wasn’t looking, that I felt an overwhelming sense of love and anticipation. The weight of past worries and anxieties had dissolved, allowing us to embrace the future together, free from the burdens that once weighed us down. There was just one final task lingering before us, a mere formality standing between us and pure bliss. As we savored the moment, the air was filled with tranquilit
Xavier Over the course of a few more weeks, I’ve noticed a significant change in Ren’s demeanour towards me. As I continue to work from home, our bond has grown stronger, and she now frequently sits beside me, her presence a comforting companion. However, the memory of our shared kiss lingers vividly in my mind, like a faint whisper of a distant melody. It’s been a while since that intimate moment, and while I sensed her enjoyment, a palpable restraint now holds her back. I attempt to read this email once again, but she becomes a constant distraction. Today, she deliberately dons an outfit that captures my attention. Her choice of tiny short shorts reveals the alluring curve of her silhouette with every step she takes. The sight of her crop top, barely concealing her ample cleavage with its deep V-neck, creates an irresistible temptation. I struggle to resist the overwhelming desire to approach her and give in to our carnal desires. I have been partially concealed behind the sturdy
Renna I had spent a week in my so-called home, surrounded by familiar yet unfamiliar faces. Xavier, my companion, had rarely shown up at his workplace, instead opting to take me to my former workplace. There, amidst the bustling sounds and smells, I encountered a girl named Elara, her laughter filling the air like a melodic symphony, and a guy called Leo, his presence commanding yet comforting. Now, Leo had risen to the rank of beta within the pack. But as I observed them, I couldn’t shake the nagging thought that they could be more than mere acquaintances. They could be my long-lost siblings, hidden in the depths of my forgotten memories. Xavier’s words echoed in my ears, leaving me with a sense of emptiness. He claimed that I was an orphan, with no remaining family except for him. Conflicting emotions surged within me, unsure of how to process this revelation. As I glanced at myself in the mirror, my gaze fixated on the sight of my mate mark, while occasionally stealing glances at