MasukALPHA SHAWN WRAPPED his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I looked up and met his eyes, staring intently at me. And when he slowly leaned towards my neck, hot breath fanning the area in which I will bear the mark, I shivered and closed my eyes. This is it. I felt him open his mouth, and his fangs graze against my skin like sharp daggers. I held his biceps and curled my fists as I waited for his fang to sink into my skin. My heart beat in a combination of anticipation, excitement, and fear of the feeling that awaits me. He planted kisses on my neck, making me suck in some air. My knees shivered, and Alpha Shawn seemed to notice it because he tightened his arm around my waist to prevent me from slipping. "This will hurt a little, sweetheart, okay?" he whispered near my ear, and I just gave him a nod. When his fangs sank, a gasp escaped from my lips as a sharp pain started to spread on the crook between my shoulder and neck. It hurts. . . but the pain is somehow bear
"SEE? I TOLD you!" Amaris exclaimed happily, while I was still here on my bed, thinking about what Shawn did a while ago. I couldn't take my mind off his gesture—the way he pulled my shoulder gently and made me lean against his chest just to feel how his heart screamed. . . for me. I shut my eyes tight and sucked in some air as a wave of emotions washed over me like how the sea crashed onto the shore, drowning me until I found it hard to breathe. "I. . . I don't know what to say, Amaris." "Process the situation first. Seems like you're still not over with it." There was playfulness in her voice, and I thought about what she said. A sigh escaped from my lips. Damn. How can I? How can I process those things? He likes me. And. . . I like him, too. The feelings we have for each other are somehow unbelievable, considering the fact that we started on the wrong foot. My gaze moved towards the closed bathroom door where Alpha Shawn had just gone. I can hear the water from the show
"AMAZING, MY LUNA!" Alpha Shawn cheered from behind the moment I hit the three watermelons. Pride swelled in my heart as I looked at the standee, stained with red, and the watermelon's juice was dripping from the arrow. My mouth went agape as my chest heaved up and down. Shit! I did it! I fucking did it after three hours of trying! My heart beat in disbelief as my eyes moved from one watermelon to another. "I'm the one who did that, right?" I asked Amaris for confirmation. "And you did great!" She even squealed, and although it hurt my brain, her happiness made me smile. A wide grin formed across my lips as I put my bow down and hurriedly took off my chest guard and quiver. Alpha Shawn's claps and cheers echoed throughout the forest, making my heart soar. I ran towards him, not minding my aching feet. I saw him bend his knees and spread his arms. Jumping, I wrapped my legs around his hips and he wrapped his arm around my waist while the other was holding my thigh. I showered
Shawn Xavier "I DON'T DESERVE to be treated like a piece of shit. No one deserves to be treated like that. I've experienced enough from my last pack, and I won't let myself go through the same situation again. Maybe you're not abusing me physically, but emotionally and verbally. And I won't let myself be abused by my mate just because he found out that I was a slave from my last pack. What a bullshit basis for rejection." A humorless laugh escaped from her lips, and her words made me stand still. She smirked and looked at me with a mocking gaze. "No matter how many insults you throw at me, I won't stop from proving myself that I am capable of doing my responsibilities as a Luna, and if you're here just to insult me rather than teaching and guiding me, might as well choose from one of the warriors to replace you as my mentor, Alpha Shawn." Her last sentence made me imagine a lot of scenarios that sparked a raging flame inside me. Just imagining someone holding her in places where
"I THOUGHT YOU were going to teach me how to fight?" I asked, almost breathlessly, as I felt his lips on my collarbone, pouring all his emotions on the soft flesh and planting feathery kisses on it. I gasped and tilted my head upwards to give him more access. His hot breath sends a cascade of electric jolts dancing on my skin. "Fight in bed, yes," he huskily said as his hands went inside my top, gently caressing my flat belly which made me gasp. Sparks erupted from each touch as pleasure caused my mind to go haywire. Damn. "No. . . No. I need to train—shit." My lips parted when one of his hands went inside my brassiere, and his fingers quickly curled gently around the softness of my bosom. I felt his lips leave my collarbone only to cover my parted lips, and my grip on his hair tightened. His kisses speak like the sunrise—warm and gentle. And it felt like I was cradled by the sun's rays as his hands caressed my whole body. But. . . no. We need to stop. I pushed his chest hard, a
HIS MOUTH HUNG open as if he didn't expect me to say that, followed by the desire that slowly sparked in his eyes. My heart beat in a symphony of mixed emotions as I stared into his two black orbs, which were locked onto me with an intensity that ignited my senses. I saw him swallow as his gaze traced the contours of my form, and they stopped on my bosoms, hiding beneath the silky night dress, showing just enough cleavage for his eyes to feast on. "Are you sure?" His voice was wrapped with an unmistakable desire, holding a sultry tapestry of passion and fire. He looked at me, and it was a look that spoke volumes of unsaid emotions. It was as if he was giving me a chance to back out. But when I nodded, he immediately grabbed me by my waist and pulled me closer to him as if he were afraid I might change my mind. He didn't hesitate to crash his lips against mine, his hand grazing my cheek in a gentle caress, and I accepted every warmth that his lips brought with no hesitation. He r







