Ch. 8 True Mates and Soulmates.

Two Years Later

Renzo’s POV

In another month, I’ll finally take over the pack. Everything is already in motion for the ceremony, timed perfectly for the night of Saoirse’s eighteenth birthday. At midnight, as always, we’ll wait together—but she will finally be mine this time.

It’s gotten nearly impossible to control myself around her. Our kisses have become hotter, our touches longer, and I feel my restraint slipping every time we’re left alone. With her living in the mansion now, temptation is everywhere—her scent, laughter, and presence lingering in every hallway. Her body calls to me every time she’s near, and her taste… Goddess, nothing compares.

Last night nearly broke me.

When she entered my office, I was buried in paperwork for the pack’s upcoming meeting. She wore nothing but a silky white robe and a baby doll that left little to the imagination. My breath stalled. Every sway of her hips, every bounce of her breasts drew me in until I had her in my lap, her laughter soft against my chest.

“Why are you working so late, Alpha?” she teased.

That word. The way she said it made my cock twitch.

I buried my face in her neck, inhaling her sweetness. “Soon you’ll have me all to yourself, my sweet girl.”

Her soft moan spurred me on. I trailed kisses down her throat, pushing her robe aside until I had her nipple in my mouth. She gasped, arching into me, offering the other, and I worshiped both until wet, popping sounds filled the air. Her mewls drove me wild.

With a sweep of my arm, I cleared the desk, laying her across it. I ripped her lace thong and spread her thighs wide. The sight nearly undid me—wet, flushed, so ready. I licked her folds, savoring her taste, her thighs trembling against my cheeks as I devoured her.

When I slid a finger inside, she whimpered.

“Shh, Little One,” I soothed, kissing her clit before sucking it into my mouth. “You’re doing so good for me.”

Her body was tight, untouched, exquisite. A second finger had her gasping, squirming, until her climax ripped through her. Tears glistened in her eyes from the force of it, and the sound of her sobbing release nearly made me lose it.

I freed my aching cock, and her eyes went wide.

“A… Alpha…” she breathed.

“Don’t worry, love. I won’t take you tonight,” I murmured, brushing a kiss to her lips. “But I need to cum too, or I’ll combust.”

I rubbed myself along her slick folds, pressing against her clit until she shattered again, screaming my name. My own orgasm crashed over me, spilling hot against her entrance. I groaned, claiming her lips in a bruising kiss. “Mine.”

When it was over, I carried her to her room, kissing her face as she drifted to sleep. Shane spotted us in the hall, ever-watchful as my Beta, but said nothing. Saoirse slept soundly in my arms, spared from embarrassment.

Shane knew what she meant to me, and I trusted him with everything. The mate laws had only tightened since her parents’ trial. Her mother had birthed twins back in Ireland and was pregnant again with Ronan, but Colin… his human mate had rejected him entirely, returning to her own family. Now he walked like a shell, burying himself in work. That would never be me. I would never let anyone take Saoirse. She was mine, and I had Shane quietly overseeing a little project—insurance, just in case.

I tucked her into bed, pressing one last kiss to her lips. With a warm towel, I cleaned her thighs, though I left her filled with my seed. The thought of her carrying my scent and mark made my wolf purr with satisfaction.

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Shane, his mate Hanna, and I left for the Alpha’s summit the following week. Rogues were pressing north, having already overtaken one pack, and security was everything. I left Saoirse behind for her safety, though every step away from her felt wrong.

I kissed her deeply before climbing into the car.

“I’ll miss you, Alpha,” she whispered.

“I’ll miss you more, Little One.” My hand squeezed her ass, making her laugh as she swatted at me.

The drive was long, but Blaze’s pack loomed impressive, nearly matching our size and strength. Guards checked us in, and a valet took the car as we made for the reception hall.

I scanned the crowd for Blaze. When I spotted him, Elder Patrick stood at his side. But then—

A scent hit me like a thunderclap. Sweet. Irresistible. Binding.

Mate, my wolf growled, clawing at my chest.

And then I saw her. A woman stepped out from behind Blaze, her eyes widening in shock as the bond snapped into place.

Fuck. No. No, no, no. Not here. Not now.

Shit.