Alle Kapitel von The Alpha and his Awaited Mate: Kapitel 231 – Kapitel 240

LiamIt’s 6am. Everyone else is asleep. I don’t think I have ever in my life slept this well. Being able to hold my precious mate in my arms all night definitely makes a huge difference.We are lying on our sides, I’m spooning Celine, she’s still naked, I’m wearing my boxers and I’m hard as a rock. I inhale her scent and nuzzle my face against her hair. Then something occurs to me. She’s really hot. Well, obviously, but this is not normal. Like her body temperature is way too hot. I lift my head and lean over to look at her face. She’s sleeping, her cheeks are flushed. ”Celine, baby…” I gently whisper and kiss her temple. She’s not reacting.I move and adjust her position so that she’s lying on her back. She doesn’t stir even the slightest. This is the first time I have spent the night with her, so I don’t know if she’s a deep sleeper, but somehow I feel that is not the case now.”Celine..” I try again and stroke her cheek. Nothing. I take a hold of her shoulder and softly shake

AshtonI jump up onto the counter, sitting next to Sebastian, who’s chopping tomatoes with far more force than necessary.”Love” I rest my hand on his wrist, staying the hand that’s holding the knife.”Talk to me” I urge him gently, searching his face. I know this is about Celine and Liam; it clearly eats at him, knowing they’re likely together right now.Sebastian sighs, setting aside the knife and the innocent tomatoes before stepping toward me. I part my legs so he can stand between them, and he leans his head against my chest. I wrap my arms around him, tenderly caressing his back and neck, while pressing featherlight kisses to his hair and temples.”I… shit… she’s only sixteen… I can’t…” Sebastian murmurs against my skin. I give him space to speak his mind. I don’t have siblings, let alone a little sister, so I can’t fully relate to his protective instincts, but I try to understand. He wanted Celine to be older when she found her mate—especially when it comes to the intensity o

”So, what did you have in mind Celine?” Sebastian asks, leaning against the desk in Weston’s office.Weston is sitting behind the desk, Charlotte is behind him, massaging his neck and shoulders.Ashton is seated close by on the couch, and I wonder in my mind, how long it will take from Sebastian to go closer to his mate.We are sitting on the love seat, next to each other. I’m gently stroking Celine’s back.”I’m having trouble with my wolf, I mean, she’s very…I don’t know how to say this, I think she doesn’t like me… And she told me she’s the Moon Wolf, but I have never even heard from such. I think I offended her.” Celine explains nervously, looking everyone in the room.”Moon Wolf…” Weston ponders out loud.”Should I go and grab the book from the library?” Charlotte suggests.”No need my dear” Weston replies and kisses Charlotte’s palm.Charlotte sits on the arm oh Weston’s chair. ”Ashton, does Cassian know about the Moon Wolf?” Celine asks.AshtonCassian, do you know about the Mo

AidenMan, this feels weird. Soon I will be the only unmated person in our family, living in this house. Xander and I have talked a lot about him leaving the day after tomorrow. We have made plans on how to keep touch. Since our distance will be hundreds of miles, we can’t mind link anymore. But as soon as he gets the permission to use his phone, we plan to face time regularly. It makes the change easier, knowing we have a solid plan in place.The basic military training lasts 8 weeks. After that begins the technical training and that lasts a lot longer, if I understood correctly, it’s up to a year. And then, begins the active duty. During those first 8 weeks there are extremely strict rules, for example, Xander can’t use his own phone. They are allowed to generally receive a few scheduled calls, around weeks 3 and 5, to update the family. So that’s the hardest part. After that, he’s allowed to more freedom and we can keep in touch more easily.Xander and I have been spending the ma

XanderIt’s time.I’m standing on the precipice of everything I’ve worked for. Today, I’m not just a civilian anymore; I’m shipping out. Air Force Basic Military Training starts now, and for the next eight weeks, my life is no longer my own.From the moment I step off that bus, every second of my existence is regulated.I’ll sleep when I’m told, eat when I’m told, and move only when commanded.My head is shaved, my identity is packed away in a bag, and the uniform I’m about to put on will be my only skin for the foreseeable future. The rules are absolute: zero tolerance, zero distractions, no partying, and no 'me' time.And honestly? I’ve never felt more ready. I don't just tolerate the discipline—I crave it. I thrive in an environment where there is no room for hesitation or hassle, only precision and purpose. This isn't just a job; it’s the reality I’ve been dreaming of for years. I’m ready to be torn down and rebuilt into something better. The air in the hall is heavy, thick with