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-Daphne- Jackson and I took a shower after having mated all morning, then we went downstairs to eat. This time, there was a much more relaxed and happy energy around us as we shared the meal. He couldn’t stop touching me all the time. It was even worse now that we had marked each other, not that I minded. I enjoyed the attention he was giving me. I had not received something like this before. While Roman was my best friend, and he had always been ready to be there for me, sometimes just to listen and other times to help me, but he had never done such things for me like Jackson did. He had never been as attentive. He had been a friend, while I had wanted this. Romance, attention, care, a possessive mate even. I did not mind that Jackson grew a little crazy for me. It was quite nice, actually. It showed how much he wanted me, and I was certainly not complaining. “How do you think your parents will feel?” I asked as I sat on his lap and we were just relaxing after eating some food. “Hm
-Daphne- Even though our little paradise was great, Jackson and I couldn’t figure out if this truly would work before we went back to our world and face the monsters waiting there. Or maybe it was me who had monsters to face, but as my mate, Jackson would stand by my side and hopefully it would help me remain strong enough to defeat them. “How are you feeling?” Jackson felt as I got my jacket on. “Nervous. Scared. Like I might throw up,” I confessed. He let out a low whistle before we both chuckled. “That’s a lot of feelings,” he said. “A lot,” I agreed. He stepped closer to me, wrapping his arms around me, and smiled at me. I felt better when he held me. It calmed me that he kept me close. “You got this,” he said. “You always have such strong beliefs.” “I believe in us. Is that bad?” “No, not at all, but in me? Yeah.” “Stop looking down on yourself, Daphne. What the hell did your family do to you?” “Told me everything I did wrong all the time,” I confessed to him. “All t
-Jackson- Daphne wasn’t the only one worried. Of course, I was too. I wasn’t going to lie. The things she had warned me about did trouble me, and we were both silent as we drove back to my place. I would make sure she was all set up, relaxed, and ready to face her family. Then she could call them and we would figure out the rest from there. I just needed her to feel secure somewhere. That she wasn’t standing alone, then she might be able to face these people. It did worry me though what she had told me about them and how they had raised her. It was clearly not from love, and the things they had told her still scarred her. How could a parent only focus on the negative and never the good? It didn’t fuel a child. It only hurt them. “You okay?” I asked as we neared my home. I reached out and took her hand. She turned to me. “Still nervous.” “That’s okay. I am too,” I admitted. She smiled a little, then squeezed my hand. I parked in front of the house, and we both walked out before I
-Daphne- I had expected little openness or kindness, not just from Jackson’s parents, but also his pack. After getting some clothes and stuff ready for me in his room, we went down to eat some breakfast with the rest. We had not eaten yet, since we wanted the confrontation over with as fast as possible, but I barely saw it as a confrontation. It had gone so smoothly with his parents, and that surprised me. I knew they would probably be more acceptive of me and Jackson, but this was something else. This was love and family, I noticed. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched the happiness around. It made me feel good to sit among, and many people had questions for me too, making me feel welcome and hopeful. Maybe I didn’t have to be so scared to be alone. Maybe I could find people who truly had my back. Jackson held my hand through it all, making me feel very secure and safe. It did not scare me sitting there or felt uncomfortable. I felt good. Had I ever had dinners like this before? I
-Daphne- I was so shocked when I saw Jackson’s mother standing there. I had hoped I could find my composure before going back to the others. I had been taught all my life not to display too powerful emotions. You had to keep it all bottled up. It was almost like a habit now, and so I did not want anyone to witness me like this, and see me crumbled from what had happened. It was too late, though. Jackson’s mother saw, and the moment she looked at me I broke down. She hurried over to me and hugged me close. “I am so sorry,” she whispered. “You heard?” “I shouldn’t have listened in. I am nosy, just ask Ana and Jackson,” she said, but I laughed through the tears. It was good to bring some humor to the situation, and it was nice sharing the burden with someone. “I am so sorry, Daphne,” she whispered. “They hate me.” “They are exploiting you,” she agreed. “They will never let me be happy.” “We will find a way.” “I want to be with Jackson,” I confessed. “Of course you do, or you w
-Jackson- I grew worried right away when I saw my mate and my mom returned. My mom looked fine, but my mate was clearly upset, and when she sat down beside me, I hurriedly moved closer, wrapping my arm around her and bringing her to me. “What happened?” I asked, my face close to hers. She shook her head, which worried me. I could see she was clearly upset, and I wanted her to talk to me. I waited until the dinner was completely over, and then we went back to the room we were now staying in. I could feel her trying to slip a little away, like she didn’t want to burden me with this, but that was not how it worked between mates. “Daphne?” I called. “Yeah?” “What is wrong?” She shook her head while looking out a window, and I moved up behind her, wrapping my arms around her and giving her neck a small kiss. I felt her lean against me, and it felt perfect having her so close. “Talk to me.” “The… phone call went bad,” she whispered. “How bad?” “Bad…” I stood like that with her fo
-Jackson- I woke up to a very soft and warm mate nuzzled against me, with her back to my front. I smiled as I opened my eyes, then buried my face in her neck, stroking her skin with my nose and lips. Daphne whimpered a little, reacting to me even in her sleep. Or was she dreaming of me? Oh, that was a huge compliment. Even in her sleep, she couldn’t get enough of me. I believed she might be dreaming of me, because when I leaned over her, I could see she was smiling in her sleep. I turned her head a little more, then pressed my lips softly to hers. Her eyes sprung open, and she looked at me surprised. “Morning,” I whispered. Her cheeks grew redder, and then I knew she had been dreaming of me. “What were you dreaming of?” I teased. “Eh… nothing.” “Nothing? Didn’t sound like it.” “What?” “You moan in your sleep,” I told her. “What?!” she exclaimed. “Did you dream of me?” “I…” Her cheeks just grew reader, and I kissed her again. “Tell me.” “Well, maybe…” “Maybe?” I rewarded
-Jackson- I was right. The moment my dad could get me to the office, he practically dragged me there, pushed me down in the important alpha chair as I called it, and then made a show of throwing a huge stack of papers in front of me, telling me to “go for it”. I wanted to call him an ass, but he could see it in my eyes and warned me not to push it without words. We could have an entire conversation with just our eyes. It was quite impressive. I raised an eyebrow, and he just stared at me. Then I sighed and shook my head. “You’re the one who wanted to run off with your mate, now you pay for that,” he told me. “Actually, you kidnapped her.” “No, she came with willingly, as she has already expressed.” “Was it that willingly?” he asked and sat down in front of me, looking a little disappointed. “It’s not like I threw her over my shoulder and took her with kicking and screaming.” He raised an eyebrow this time. “Okay, I threw her over my shoulder, but she wasn’t kicking and screaming
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-Daphne- Two years later. “Jackson?” I walked into my mate’s office. Often we would sit there together, but I had woken up later today. He lifted his head and smiled at me as he saw me enter. “Hey,” he said, his smile growing the closer I came to him. I walked around the desk and smiled playfully. He tried to reach for me to pull me closer, but I moved away and he looked puzzled. “Can’t I touch you now?” he chuckled. “Not yet.” “Oh, are we playing?” “Yup, my own little special game.” “Is that the game where you tease the hell out of me with your mouth and tongue?” he asked. “No.” “Where you strip and make me go crazy?” “No.” “I am getting confused now,” he said, making me chuckle. “What kind of game are we playing?” “A guessing game.” “Okay,” he said. “Is there a prize for me to win?” He smiled mischievously, and I nodded. “I am all in then.” “Tell me the first thing that comes to mind when I say a word,” I told him. “Okay.” “House.” “A home,” he said. “Love.” “
-Jackson- Daphne had her fears, but after I recovered and her parents received a proper sentence locking them away for years, Daphne stepped up to the role of luna. I had never seen her flourish more. It was like this hidden side of her had been slumbering, waiting to come out and show what she could truly do. We gave her members a choice, but almost everyone wanted to rather be merged than be on their own. She and those who wanted moved to our territory, but she still owned the former land and house her parents had, and told anyone who wanted to stay could, but they would still be under both our controls. It was going great between us, and I watched from afar as my mate was coming back from a late run. We were both so busy we barely had time to truly enjoy being together. My dad was stepping down, and I was becoming alpha more and more until I would receive all the control from him. Daphne smiled as she saw me coming up onto the porch and I pulled her closer and kissed her. “Hey,” I
-Daphne- I was fuming. I couldn’t believe what my family had wanted to do. This was so much further than I realized they could ever take it, and I had demanded my mother was arrested too. Roman had no problems with it. I couldn’t believe they thought they could get away with this, but sometimes greed made people reckless and it made them think they were invincible. They weren’t, though, and I would never speak to them again. Jackson had to undergo a minor surgery, but the doctor assured me he would recover fast, and it wasn’t long before he woke up, all of us there. His eyes found me first, though, and he smiled at me so sweetly. “Hey,” he whispered. “How are you feeling?” “Sleepy.” “Yeah, the drugs are wearing off slowly.” “Mmm, wonderful,” he whispered. Jackson’s parents moved closer, and I let them have a moment with him as I waved Roman with me out into the hallway. He followed me and we stopped a little further away. “I can’t believe they did this,” I said. “How do you wa
-Jackson- I was on the ground, bleeding and completely beaten up. I had tried nothing like it before. I had fought before. I had had my ass kicked, and I had been close to death, but this just seemed personal, and so the pain was different. I was unsure how many had attacked me, but the smell of lycan filled the room, so I knew it was no small wolves who had come after me. I had been able to take down one of them and he laid on the ground not far from me, but the others were standing above me, and I was unsure why they had stopped kicking me. Soon the door opened, and I saw nice shoes coming my way. I was able to keep my eyes open enough to slowly let them wander up the body, and seeing Daphne’s father in front of me. “You have made a lot of problems for me,” he accused. I tried speaking, but I just coughed up blood. “I need to have you removed so I can take home my daughter.” Hadn’t he tried ruining her with those rumors? Why kill me now? “She… is… mine,” I croaked out. “Not fo
-Jackson- Daphne was scared to begin with as we began the dance, but when I asked her what it matter what other people thought, she seemed to realize something and began enjoying our night. I led her around through two dances before we finally joined the party and began to mingle. Not a lot wanted to talk to us. They either thought Daphne was some kind of whore, giving herself to a wolf, or maybe her family had made people believe she had given herself away to many. Or that I was a lunatic who had kidnapped her in the night and made her fall in love with me. That she was suffering from some kind of Stockholm Syndrome, but the people we spoke to were quickly convinced otherwise. They saw the love in our eyes. They noticed how affectionate we were with each other, and it changed their view of things. I knew some people we could never convince, but they didn’t want to be convinced. They want to believe the drama, because it was what excited them, but we wouldn’t care. Daphne and I were h
-Daphne- Jackson came up behind me as I stood in the closet, all dressed up. He kissed my neck and made me feel so calm and secure pressed to his powerful body. I moaned a little as he kissed the mark on my shoulder. My dress had no sleeves or straps and my hair was up, so everyone could see I was taken. I knew it pleased my mate a lot. It was a way to tell everyone to fuck off if they tried anything. I squeezed his hands on my stomach before I turned around and he rested his on my hips. “You ready?” “Not really,” I admitted. “Why not?” “I am so nervous. I have never stood up to them before.” He smiled a little and kissed me. “You’re not alone.” I smiled back and finally noticed how sexy my mate looked in a suit. I ran my hands down his arms and back up, and I knew he saw the shift in me. “Like what you see?” “Very much,” I confessed. “You look amazing too,” he complimented me. I smiled even bigger, feeling how warm my cheeks grew. “I love you,” I told him again. Over the
-Jackson- Later in the evening, as rain began to pour, and we had eaten dinner, my family gathered in one of the living rooms. Just my parents, me and Daphne, and Ana and Roman. We were all sipping drinks, munching on snacks, and talking. I really enjoyed being there with them. I loved them all so much, and when I turned to look at my mate, I could feel it in my heart too. I was falling for Daphne, and I couldn’t wait until we could start our life together, with no one trying to interrupt our happiness. “So, when are you heading home?” I asked Ana. “Oh, want to get rid of me that fast, huh?” We all chuckled. “Just asking.” “No, you are trying to kick me out,” she teased. I shook my head, and she finally turned serious. “No, we are going home tomorrow, and then will begin setting everything up for the party.” “It will be the party from hell,” Daphne said. “No, it will be fine,” Roman assured her. “Is there anything special we should be prepared for?” my mother asked. “Just t
-Daphne- Roman and I were walking beside each other outside. Jackson and Ana decided to spend some time together after Roman asked if he could have a moment with me. I was glad he asked, because I had missed my friend and I needed his guidance. It wasn’t just Jackson I had been hiding from. It was Roman and Ana too. After the dinner with Shane, I had simply gone back to my old life and acted like I could be the same person again. The one who could be the perfect lycan luna, and get mated to a complete stranger. The one who pleased her parents, no questions asked. I wasn’t that person, though. I had never wanted to be that person. On the inside I was so much different, but I didn’t know how to escape them. “So, how is it going?” Roman asked. “It’s… good,” I said, searching for the right word, but not even good could describe how wonderful I felt, and when Roman saw the smile on my lips, he began smiling too. “You look better.” “Better?” “Taller,” he said. “Yeah, Jackson brings so