(Ryder’s POV)"Should we tell your dad?" Kate asked, sounding nervous and excited all at once. "Do you think he'll be upset that we skipped out on the whole celebration thing?"I was doubtful, considering the circumstances and Tyler responded, confirming exactly what I was thinking."I doubt it," he replied. "He'll probably just be relieved we got it done before The Elders arrived."She was smiling. She looked so happy. I couldn't understand why I didn't feel the same..."Are we going to celebrate?" Tyler asked as we stepped into the house. "Maybe we could go get a fancy dinner somewhere or something?" he suggested, looking just as happy as she did.I plastered on my best fake smile, trying to fit in but dreading the idea of having to go anywhere or do anything that involved people. I was barely keeping it together as it is, now pile 'attempting to look normal in front of strangers' on top of that and it was too much for me to deal with.Tyler was looking over at me, waiting for a res
(Ryder’s POV)"Well... I dunno... I guess... I guess the whole Elysian Line thing had a lot to do with it. One of the writings said something about how women of the Elysian Line often led their own packs or found themselves mated to Alphas. And then there was my mom," she went on, sadness weighing on her words now. "She was the Luna of her pack," she explained. "I think... Maybe just knowing a bit more about my background has made me look at it a little differently," she confessed, her smile returning.Dad nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "I'm glad to hear that. I feel that you have a lot to contribute to our pack."Kate turned to look at me, probably waiting for me to share some encouraging words because I'd been standing here like a mute for as long as I could remember."Th... That's great, Kate. You'll make a really good Luna," I finally managed to say, hoping it sounded convincing.I meant the words. I knew that she would be an amazing Luna. I knew that she would be a gr
(Katelyn’s POV)Tyler had been clutching my hand since we left Alpha David’s office, spewing his excitement over my change of heart and how happy he was about it.When we got to the kitchen, he scooped me up, setting me on the island counter before I had a moment to protest. His lips met mine with a mixture of passion and excitement and I let myself feel the heat that radiated between us."I'm so fucking happy right now," he murmured, our foreheads still touching while his hands cupped my cheeks."Me too," I replied softly.I was really happy, but there was still some part of me that held onto my worries about Ryder and what this all might mean for us.Tyler was proving to be a great distraction though, constantly tugging my mind away from the gnawing feeling and making me focus on the present... on us."I think we have some celebrating to do," he whispered softly, trailing gentle kisses down my cheek until he found the mark he had left on my neck earlier.The area was still tender. Be
(Ryder’s POV)The bed felt too big, too cold despite the warm afternoon light that streamed in through my window. I lay there, taking a deep breath as I tried to build the strength to actually deal with all the thoughts that were swirling through my head.Why did I feel empty? Why did I feel like there was something I was missing?Maybe we had done something wrong during the marking? But that couldn't be it... I was there and it had gone the same for Tyler as it had for me, but he didn't seem to be dying internally. In fact, he seemed to be more certain and happy than ever before.So what the fuck was wrong with me? Why was it different for me?I tried to run through the marking process in my mind to see if there was anything I had missed, but I couldn't think of anything. Everything that Tyler had experienced with Kate, I had experienced too. And I had felt it... I still did feel it. That undeniable connection to her. It was there, like some invisible string that tethered us together
(Katelyn's POV)Clearly it wasn't pizza that Tyler wanted to talk about. He made that pretty clear in the way the conversation regarding whether or not pineapple belonged on pizza suddenly morphed into a kiss that left me breathless, trying to remember what it was that we had been talking about.His lips brushed against my neck, his hands roaming up under my shirt with an eagerness that set my pulse racing.It all felt more intense, more electric than ever before. It was as if the already overwhelming connection we had felt before was now somehow magnified... amplified.“I want you,” Tyler murmured softly into my ear, his voice filled with desire as he nibbled at my ear.The sensation was maddening and all I wanted to do was say yes, but I couldn't help my hesitation, the thought of Ryder flashing through my mind.“I don’t... what about Ryder?" I asked, the words breathless as a wave of guilt swept through me.Tyler pulled back just enough to meet my eyes, his gaze soft but intense. “K
(Katelyn's POV)His fingers squeezed my butt and I could feel he was about to flip me onto my side so that he could straddle me, but before he could, I reached down, trailing my fingers over the bulge in his jeans, making him hesitate for a moment.He throbbed beneath my touch, his cock straining against the tight fabric of his pants that struggled to contain him.I hovered over him, smiling as my hand gently grasped the swelling bulge.The battle that raged inside him was clear... he wanted to take me and make me his, but he also didn't want me to stop touching him.I sat up, my fingers tugging at the button of his jeans, eager to release him from the prison of his pants.When I finally managed to get the button undone, which was a bit of a struggle, I hooked my fingers into his waistband and began to inch them down. With a firm final tug, I freed his cock, the thick length of it springing free from its restraints as he stood proud and erect, ready to do his duty.He watched me as I
(Katelyn's POV)We lay there for a while, basking in the moment while our hearts did their best to find a slower, steadier rhythm."Sorry," Tyler apologized, looking down at my stomach where he had blown his load only moments before.I shrugged. "Guess at least we're marked now," I replied with a smile.He smiled back at me, leaning over to kiss me again before he sighed and stood up, heading to the bathroom to get something for me to clean up with.I lay there, staring up at the ceiling, my heart still pounding, but full. I couldn't help but reflect on how lucky I was. This wasn't a life I had ever envisioned for myself, but this is the one I got and I wouldn't change a thing about it. Except maybe Harlan... Fuck that guy.Tyler returned, handing me a warm washcloth before collapsing back onto the bed beside me with a contented sigh. He was smiling, reflecting, just the same as I had been."What are you thinking about?" I asked, having a pretty good idea that I already knew."You," h
(Katelyn's POV)Tyler was silent for a moment, his hand pausing on my back as the weight of my words hung in the air.I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. I felt like an idiot saying the words out loud.“You think you broke the coffee mug… with your mind?” he repeated slowly, as if testing the words on his tongue to see if they even made sense.I nodded against his chest, feeling my throat tighten. “Yeah,” I whispered. “I wasn’t touching it, Tyler. I was just... upset. You and Ryder were arguing, and then it just... shattered.”His hand started moving again, gently brushing through my hair in that soothing way he always did when he knew I was stressed. “Okay...” he said softly, “but what makes you think it was you? How do you know there wasn't some kind of flaw in the mug and it just broke when the hot coffee was in it?”I pulled back, meeting his eyes this time, wanting him to understand. “It wasn’t a flaw, Tyler. Mugs with flaws might break, sure, but that mug didn't break. It ex