ANNA KYLIN CHESTER I WOKE UP slowly, destabilized for a minute until I realized that I was being cradled in Mitch's arms and he was carrying me up the stairs. "Hey there, beautiful," He said.I could both hear his deep, baritone voice and feel it coming from his chest."What's the time?" I asked softly."Too far gone," He replied, chuckling slightly."I didn't mean to sleep this late," I said, trying to work myself from his arms, but he held me steadfast. "Mitch. You can drop me now. I'm awake.""I can see that," he muttered, but made no move to release me. So I resigned myself to my situation, and it was not a bad one. I looked at his underprofile, his dark stubble, strong chin, and dominant jaw."You have a scar," I said, noting the white line. "On your neck."He grunted an inaudible reply. I reached up and touched the line gently. He shouldered the door open and finally dropped me on the bed. "Thank you," I said as he went to the bathroom and turned on the taps. Then he came bac
ANNA KYLIN CHESTERWE WALKED DOWN together, hand and fingers entwined. I could feel Mitch's beats purring happily, and to be honest, my wolf, Ava, was also giddy with excitement. Avas last words in the bedroom resounded in my head again. She had said, “We three.” That could mean me the human, her the wolf, and a potential baby in my stomach. A pup. A younger siblings for Aiden and Addison, and even most importantly, maybe the first ever werewolf-Lycan hybrid. I did not have enough time to think about it as we approached the dining room. Draco had a knowing smile on his lips as he looked at Mitch and me.He cleared his throat awkwardly and said, “good morning, Luna.”I nodded in response and asked, “How are Hilda and Paige?”“I left them very fine, thank you.” He said. The table remained silently awkward. Draco cleared his throat again and added, “The children sound very happy for the sleep over tonight.”“Ah, yes,” I nodded. “They do.”Mitch snorted as he added some food to my plate,
RICK FORSONIT WAS LIKE Beth had come to terms with the fact that her period as a Luna was over. He had not openly broken his “bond” with Beth, but he was done with her. She knew it. The whole pack knew it, and while they could not openly rejoice at the change, the atmosphere was different. It was more cheerful and healthy, and Rick knew that it would only get better when his bond with Reine was consummated.Whistling as he flipped through the daily newspaper, he did not look up as his beta, Jones, came into the study and froze. After a few seconds of silence, Rick looked up and saw the frozen look of surprise on Jones's face. “What is it?” he asked. “You look like you have just seen a ghost.”“I might as well have,” Jones replied. “You are reading the paper... from humans.”“Mmm-hmm,” Rick nodded. “Is that weird?” he asked.“Is that weird?” Jones echoed, chuckling as he went to take a seat. “Rick, apart from the fact that nobody reads newspapers in this day and age... I mean, nobody,
RICK FORSONRick kissed her. Soft, tender, lips on lips, gentle breath. Then it deepened ever so slightly and his tongue brushed the crease. Reine opened her mouth and let him taste her. As nice as that was, she needed more. To taste him right back.And then it was an intense kiss because he stood up, pulled her up with him, never breaking the contact between them, and she was in his arms. There was heat wherever they touched, especially in the kiss, in the way he explored her, teased her. Their tongues slid together in hot, electric contact.Rick ran a hand down her back, pulling her closer, stroking her through her shirt. Reine could feel that she wasn’t the only one who was having a strong reaction. His erection pressed against her hip, hard and insistent. She found it strange but welcoming; she'd never done anything like this before.Rick moved his mouth to the corner of her lips, kissing her lightly, then sliding down to her neck where he found the sensitive flesh below her ear.
RICK FORSONTHEY REMAINED SILENT for the next couple of minutes, then Rick asked softly, “Are you alright?” he smiled inwardly at the still heavy breaths coming from Reine. He reached across and placed a hand on her upper belly. When she did not respond, he looked up and she nodded, saying, “I am alright.” Her voice was hoarse from the cries of ecstasy. “I am fine, I think....”“I didn’t hurt you?” Rick asked. His voice was genuinely concerned. She had been very tight, and it took more than 5 seconds for her to stretch out and accommodate his size when he entered her the first time, that was when he had caught the scent of blood, and he realized that it was her first time. And to his dismay, he was already too far gone to slow down and make the first time a memorable one.“No, no,” she shook her head softly, her hair splaying on the pillow. She tried to move but winced. Rick immediately jumped to his feet, “don’t move. I'll be right back.” He hurried out to the small kitchen, making
RICK FORSONHE KEPT HIS gaze averted as he waited for Reine's response. His heart was in his mouth, waiting anxiously in silence as she thought of her answer. Rick closed his eyes, suddenly wishing that he had controlled his mouth and kept it shut, he should have just enjoyed the sex and gone along with the flow, instead of getting rejected as he was about to – “Yes…” her soft voice said, drawing Rick out of his self-berating trance.“What?!” Rick asked, unable to believe his ears. He turned to look at her, “What did you say?”“yes,” she said with tears in her eyes. She grasped his hands tightly. “Yes. I said yes.” Rick leaned in and kissed her softly. “You said es,” he repeated, looking into her tear rimmed eyes and grinning like a little boy with a handful of candies. “You are going to be my wife…” he pulled her into his arms and cuddled her warmly. She nodded against his chest. He mulled the thoughts in his head, and rubbed a thumb in a circular motion on her upper arm. “We are g
RICK FORSON“YOU HEARD ME,” Rick said smugly, feeling good about himself. “I asked her to marry me. And she said said.”“Marry,” Jones said in an incredulous voice. “Marry… like a human.” He cocked his head. “that type of marriage…”Rick scoffed. “is there another type of marriage?” he snapped.“But you are already mated, aren’t you?” jones asked. “there was no need to ask her to marry you…”Rick chuffed and walked away, suddenly angry because he knew Jones was right. There was no need to ask for her hand in marriage. Werewolves didn’t normally do that, not unless they were going to be chosen mates. “I want this time to be different,” he said under his breath. “You have been studying the humans too much,” Jones replied. “I have been studying the success of Mitch Chester,” Rick countered.“Did he get married like a human?”Rick chuckled dryly. “keep up this attitude and maybe he will be my bestman, not you.”Jones smirked. “you would not do that.”“Try me,” Rick said, sitting down on
RICK FORSON“I TOLD BETH to leave the house today,” Rick said, chuckling. He lay on his side and gently brushed the hair from Reine's face. “why would you do that?” she asked. She didn’t look pleased about it. ”where would she stay?”“I did it for you, Reine,” Rick said. She pulled away and got up from bed, pulling the sheets along with her. He sat up, surprised at her reaction. This was not how he expected her to react. She should have been happy, after all, Beth had treated her like thrash for years. “Reine…” he said. She did not respond, she simply walked out of the room with the sheet trailing behind her. He sighed in frustration and shrugged on his shorts before going out to the kitchen. “Breakfast?” she asked without any emotions.“Yeah,” he said, sliding into a seat at the table.In a few silent minutes, she had the whole cabin filled with the aroma of breakfast. She dished his food and placed it on the table, sitting opposite him and crossing her hand on the table. Rick imme