บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Mate (Book 1: Finding His Luna): บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Aláine's Point of View We arrived back at the packhouse just after midnight. There had been quite a few changes in the last two days. The first one was a security gate, still being constructed at the driveway's entrance. Two guards were standing by it, checking everyone as they came in. When we got to the top of the drive, some lighting had been installed alongside the house. It wasn't very bright, but due to my wolf senses, it didn't need to be. I could clearly see a guard walking around the outside of the house and some by the treelines. "There will be guards permanently at the gate and outside the packhouse from now on," explained Kristof. "I should have done this before." Kristof looked sad when he said the last part. I reached up and kissed him. "It wasn't your fault," I said. "Viktor would have found a way, and no doubt, more people would have been injured or even killed." "We'll never know," he replied, "but I am not taking any chances." What surprised me was when the gua

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

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 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

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