Clayton twirled Amarah underneath his outstretched arm that night and then pulled her close to him, swaying with the beat of the music. He moved his hand from her waist up to her back and kissed the side of her head lightly.“Have I told you that you look beautiful in your dress tonight?” He asked softly. He lowered his head and captured her lips in a gentle and lingering kiss. “I mean, you already look beautiful, sweetheart, even if you’re just wearing a burlap sack.”Amarah smiled up at him as she rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes.“It was a beautiful wedding, wasn’t it?” She asked gently. “Nicholas’ looking at Diana with so much love in his eyes. He was tearing up as she was walking towards him.”Clayton only hugged her tighter to him.“Tell her, idiot,” Kragen growled at him tersely. "Why aren't you saying it yet?"“Tell her what?” Cl

Amarah raised her hand and knocked softly on the door that leads to her father’s office at the main pack house in the grounds later that day just as she was heading out after finishing lunch she had with her mom and Arianna. She waited patiently for his answer to come in.She was on her way back to the villa where she left Clayton behind to get more sleep when her father’s head Gamma warrior, which is an uncle of hers met her and told her that her father wants to see her at his office.“Come in, Amarah,” her father called out.She pushed the door gently and stepped inside. Her eyes widened a bit when she realized that her father was not alone.Charles and Gabriel Saville are inside with him and her brother Nicholas, her father’s Beta and who will be taking off tomorrow with Diana for their weeklong honeymoon.She slowly approached them and sat on the vacant chair beside her brother and looked at them silently, not show

Clayton held Amarah’s hand on each side of her head as he kissed her hungrily while he continued to thrust in and out of her urgently. He gathered her into his arms as he felt that he is nearing his orgasm. Amarah clutched at him tightly, wrapping her arms and legs around him as he continued to move on top of her. She kissed him the cheek as he called out her name and buried his face in her neck. After a while, both reached their fulfillment and Clayton shuddered on top of her as he poured his seed into as Amarah also climaxed after him, just a few seconds after. They both stayed still for a while, their breathings ragged and heavy. Clayton looked towards the window and saw the sunny afternoon and guess the time to be around four in the afternoon. He looked up and stared into Amarah’s eyes deeply. He wiped the sweat off her forehead and dropped a kiss on her nose and finally rolled off her. He pulled her to him and tilted her face up, kissing her deep

A pair of dark, brown eyes narrowed within the shadow as it continued to stare towards the alpha, who is currently entertaining his mate, listening to her attentively as she is telling him something that made both laugh after a few minutes.They were walking along the grounds with the alpha’s arms around her shoulders while her arms are around his waist. The moon shone brightly from the starry sky, illuminating their path while fireflies dance all over the open air. They would greet some members that passed by them and sometimes stopped and talked with them for a while.Erika Harmon, tall and proud and with her fists tightly clenched at her sides watched with hatred, pure jealousy and anger consuming her entire being as Clayton Langston, tucked some hair behind Amarah Saville’s ears before leaning down and giving her a soft kiss on the mouth. She immediately wanted to ripped Amarah away from him.“That should be me in your arms, Clayton,”

Amarah looked down at the small hard case that Clayton had placed on her lap a few moments ago. She clenched her fists tightly, pondering if she should open it now or just forget about it.“What is this?” She asked.The moment she entered the house after coming from Alpha Jack’s daughter christening early in the afternoon, Clayton was already waiting for her in the living room. The case is sitting on the center table in front of him. He asked her to sit down after letting her freshen up.“It’s from my grandmother,” Clayton finally answered her calmly. He picked up the box and gently placed it on her lap. “When I was at the Lycan Capital doing some research at the archives, King Atticus came, and we talked.”“We actually talked about your family most specifically your uncle,” he continued gently. “During that conversation, I found out that it was my grandmother who had made the prophecy and