Mia's POV Pressing my hands against Thomas's chest I have every intention of pushing him away. But the feeling of his muscles under my fingertips only makes me want to be closer to him. Running my hands up his chest, I wrap my arms around his neck and intertwine my fingers behind his neck. I press my body against his own but I don't feel like I am close enough to him. I want my skin pressed against him. Unwrapping his hands from around my waist, Thomas reaches up and grabs my wrists, pulling me away from his neck. "Didn't you hear what I said?" He asks me with his eyebrows furrowed together. "I think you are in heat." Thomas takes a step away from me only for me to take a step toward him, closing the distance between us. "I don't think I am in heat," I say in a sultry way. "I think I just finally know what I want." The look on Thomas's face is desperate. It is clear that he doesn't want to take advantage of my situation. But, I finally know what I want and that is Thomas. Eve
Mia's POV As I watch Thomas through my eyelashes with his cock deep in my throat, I see him gripping the sides of the couch. His claws have extended slightly and he is about to rip the couches to pieces. His eyes are closed tightly as he tries to maintain some sort of control over the situation, but I can see that he is beginning to unravel each time I bob my mouth up and down on his cock. The sound of fabric ripping lets me know that he has torn the couch. His cock has become more rigid and I know that he is about to come. Grabbing the base of his cock with my hands, I squeeze before popping the head of his cock out of my mouth. Thomas looks down at me with his eyes wide and his mouth slightly open. I know he is asking himself why I stopped. Sliding my body up his, I make sure to stroke his massive cock between my breasts. Thomas's head rolls back against the back of the couch as he groans my name. "What's wrong?" I ask him with an innocent look on my face. "What do you want
Mia's POV "Come for me," Thomas says in a low growl before his tongue explores the curves and folds of my slit. His words act like the catalyst that I need and all of the pressure that has built up within my core explodes all at once. Thomas moans deeply up against my pussy and he wraps his arms around my thighs. He fucks me with his tongue until I am a quivering mess on the bed. Running his tongue from the bottom of my slit to the top one last time, Thomas looks up at me and smirks. "You seem winded," he says while he wipes my juices from his mouth and chin with a swipe of his hand. "Don't tell me that you are spent already." I look at Thomas who is now standing between my legs stroking his massive cock with his hand. As I watch him pleasuring himself I imagine that it is my hand that is stroking his hard dick and I am instantly ready for another round. Not saying a word, I flip over onto my belly and wiggle my but in Thomas's face. "You are playing a dangerous game," Thom
Cora's POV Trigger Warning: It contains a scene that may be hard for some to read. Skipping from one rundown hotel to the next, I have lost track of how many days we have been on the run. I know that we have been gone for too long because I can feel the tether that ties me to the Moonshadow pack growing weaker. I can feel myself losing control and I know that I won't be able to survive as a rogue. Dylan tries to keep me happy but I can tell that he is struggling as well. Every little disagreement turns into a full-blown argument. We are at each other's throats more than not. Even though he doesn't say so, I know that he blames me for having to go on the run. If only I had been stronger like Mia. If only I could have stood up to my mother none of this would have happened. What Dylan doesn't understand is that I wasn't raised to be strong like Mia was. I didn't have to fight for every little thing. It was all just given to me on a silver platter. Now, I look around the grimy ho
Dylan's POV As soon as I pull away from the rundown hotel I knew that it was a mistake. Cora hasn't been herself since we left the Red Moon Pack. It is almost as if the bond between us is weakening. I want nothing more than to stay on the run to protect her from the fate that awaits her back at both the Red Moon and Moonshadow Packs. On the other hand, she is determined to run right back into the danger that is waiting for her. My wolf is angrily pacing in my mind, demanding that I return to the hotel to make sure that Cora is okay. Growling loudly, I flip a U-turn in the middle of the road. Cars dodge out of the way and lay on their horns as they try not to hit me. I am only a few minutes from the hotel but it feels like an eternity. I have a feeling that something terrible has happened to Cora. Reaching out through the mate bond, I try to get her attention but she doesn't answer. She has put up a barrier so I cannot contact her. She has never blocked me out before. Pressing
Thomas's POV Mia's heat lasted for a week. Her fever finally broke last night. She was insatiable during the week. At one point she was waking me all hours of the night for sex. Between spending days in the dungeon interrogating Alpha Richard and spending my evenings and nights with Mia I haven't gotten nearly enough sleep. I am settling in for a much-needed night of sleep when the phone begins to buzz on my nightstand. Mia groans loudly and pulls the blankets over her head, she is just as tired as I am. Grabbing a handful of her breast, I lean over her body to grab my phone. Mia squeals loudly and smacks my hand away. "Haven't you had enough?" She laughs. "Never," I whisper next to her ear before I look at the screen on my phone. A number that I do not recognize pops up and a low growl escapes from my chest. "What is it?" "It is me, Dylan. And I need a favor," Dylan's voice hesitates on the other end of the call. "Cora is in danger." Mia pops up in bed when she h
Mia's POV Nerves bubble in my stomach as we approach the pack house of the Paxton Pack. I know that Thomas and the Luna of this pack have a history together, I am just not sure how deep it goes. Thomas pulls our car alongside the pack house like has been here many times before. Glancing at him out of the corner of my eyes I see that he has a death grip on the steering wheel. His knuckles are white as he twists the leather of the wheel in his hands. Finally, he turns to me and tilts my head so I am staring into his eyes. "Nothing happened between Emma Paxton and me," he tells me. "I thought I was in love with her but now that I know you, I know that it was nothing more than infatuation." I look at him stunned. "Are you saying that you love me?" "I thought that how I feel about you would be obvious by now," Thomas says cryptically before he gets out of the car. Scrambling to get out of the car, I rush as quickly as my little legs will take me until I have caught up with Tho
Mia's POV "Cora," I say as I immediately crouch down on the ground and crawl over to where she is sitting. Placing my hand gently on her back, Cora startles and jumps away from me. "Go away," she cries. "I want my mate." I look back at Luna Emma, still standing in the doorway. I can see tears welling up in Emma's eyes as she looks in our direction. "I will leave you two alone," she says as she quietly backs out of the room and shuts the door behind her. Carefully, I place my hand on Cora's back again, and she finally razes her head to look at me. "Mia?" She says with a soft sob. "They told me you were coming for me, but I didn't believe them." "Of course, I came for you," I whisper as I sit on the floor beside her. "You saved my life from Donovan." Cora lays her head on my lap and cries. "I failed you," she sniffs. "I have failed you my whole life. You wanted nothing more than to be my sister, and I shunned you and treated you like trash. All... all because my mother told
Mia's POV Five Years Later I am an elephant or a hippo. Whichever you would like to compare a pregnant woman to. My ankles are swollen, and the doctor tells me I could be any day now. I am supposed to be resting to prepare myself for labor, but I really want to scrub this pack house from top to bottom. Nothing feels clean enough. Sitting by the window, I rest my bowl of Fruity Pebbles on my stomach and prop my feet up on the coffee table. Through the window, I can hear loud giggles coming from outside. Painfully I try to sit upright to see what is happening. And what I see gives me both scares me and puts a smile on my face. Thomas is in his wolf form with our son, Jacob, on his back. Our Beta Mark is in wolf form as well. Thomas and Mark's wolves are lined up, pawing at the ground like they are getting ready to race. That's when I hear Jacob's little voice ring out. "On your mark... get set... GO!" Jacob screams loudly, and I watch in terror as my mate takes off, running a
Mia's POV The doctor shuffles some of the papers on her desk as she smiles at me. What is it with everyone smiling at me? "Luna," she says, grinning brightly. "I have good news. You don't have a stomach virus." "Then why am I so sick? There must be a reason why I am so sick," I moan. "Luna, you are pregnant," the doctor tells me. "I'm sorry," I laugh uncomfortably. "I thought you just said that I am pregnant." "That's because I did," the doctor chuckles. My throat begins to feel thick, and I feel like I am going to vomit. "How far along?" I ask. "Without an ultrasound, I can't determine just how far along you are," the doctor says with a smile. "But I can check right now if you would like." "No!" I shout at her. "I want Thomas to be here." As if on cue, Thomas comes bursting in through the office door. His clothes are a mess and covered in teeth marks. He must have run here in his wolf form. He is breathing heavily and resting his hands on his knees, trying to cat
Mia's POV It has been two months since we arrived back at the Red Moon Pack. I have settled into my role as Luna. Without any formal training, it has been a struggle. Luna Renee has been by my side the whole time, teaching me what I need to know. Slowly, I am finding my place within this pack. This morning I am sitting in front of a mound of paperwork I have been putting off for a week. My second Luna ceremony is coming up, and it is up to me to plan this time. Luna Renee is sitting across from me, tapping her fingers impatiently on the desk, waiting for me to make a decision on colors for the upcoming ceremony. "Well," she says, watching me flip through the color swatches. "I already told you," I moan. "I want Red and Silver." "Those are very bold colors for a Luna Ceremony," she reminds me for the thousandth time. "I don't care," I groan. "I want those colors. Red is the official color of the Red Moon Pack, and silver matches my mark." I cross my arms over my chest
Thomas's POV I watch in awe as Mia transforms into her massive lycan form. Her lycan is lean but muscular, with shimmering silver fur that covers her body. I have never seen anything more beautiful in my whole life. As soon as she takes her new form, something changes within me. Mia's lycan stands on two legs, and she holds her hands up in front of her, trying to catch a glimpse of what she looks like. Without warning, her lycan takes off, running in the direction of the nearby stream. My wolf begins acting erratically in my mind, demanding that I chase after her. Stripping my clothes off, I leap into the air, shifting into my massive black wolf. I land on all fours, shaking out my fur. Lifting my nose into the air, I follow the strong scent of cinnamon. I race through the trees until I come upon Mia's lycan staring at herself in the stream. She twists her body from side to side, and I cannot help but think she is more beautiful than any werewolf I have ever seen. Suddenly sh
Mia's POV It is nighttime when I am released from the hospital, and my body is beginning to feel weird. My skin feels itchy, like it is trying to stretch over my body too tightly. As we walk to the car, I scratch at the skin on my arms, trying to alleviate the sensation. "Your body is getting ready to shift," Thomas tells me kindly. "The feeling will pass after you shift for the first time." We get into the car, and Thomas drives us to a secluded location in the Paxton Pack. Ethan and Emma told us this is where the young werewolves come to shift for the first time. Exiting the car, I notice a nip in the cool summer air. Goosebumps rise along my skin, and I feel slightly panicked. What if I am not a lycan? What if I am unable to shift? "You will be able to shift," Thomas says as he places his hand on the small of my back. "Stop reading my mind," I chuckle jokingly. Slowly I walk up the hill to the spot within the trees where the moon's light shines through the canopy.
Thomas's POV About an hour after Dylan left, I felt his tether to the pack break once again. This time it was more painful than the last time. The last time he left, I knew he would be back. This time I am not so sure I will see him ever again. Going rogue can be risky. Dylan runs the chance of losing himself to his wolf. He could become more wolf than man. He can become a danger to himself and others. Mia stirs a little in her sleep, and my eyes dart in her direction. "Mia, Mia, baby, are you awake?" She mumbles something in her sleep, and I watch her eyes move rapidly beneath her eyelids. She must be dreaming. "Mia?" I call her name again, trying to wake her from her slumber. "Mia, can you hear me?" "I can hear you," she mumbles grumpily. "Five more minutes." I cannot help but chuckle as she stretches her arms to the side and yawns. "Mia, my love," I say as I grab her hand. "You have been asleep since the battle." Suddenly, her eyes fly open, and she gasps. "It w
Thomas's POV Stroking the back of Mia's hand with my thumb, I lay my head on the edge of the bed, waiting for her to wake up. It has been hours since she killed Richard, and she is still asleep. The doctor said the stress of an early shift plus the shock of killing Richard is why she is sleeping. Her brain is trying to recover from the excitement of it all. I just hope that she wakes soon. I am tired of sitting beside this woman in a hospital, waiting for her to wake up. Mia is too headstrong for her own good. If she would have let me fight Richard on my own, none of this would have happened. But as stubborn and hardheaded as she is, I still love her and plan to tell her as soon as she wakes up. I have gone long enough keeping her in the dark. Once I profess my love for her, I will let her go just like I did Emma. Having already found my fated mate, I know how special that bond can be. I would never deny Mia the chance to have that with who the Moon Goddess made just for her.
Mia’s POV My heart swells when Thomas calls me his mate, but I am also nervous. See that Alpha Richard is covered in blood. He must have fought his way into the Paxton Pack. The decrepit old man who needed a cane to get around is no longer standing before me. Alpha Richard is standing tall, restraining Cora easily. He has been putting on an act all of these years. "Emma," Ethan's voice sounds desperate as he turns to his mate. "Get the kids out of here," he commands her. Emma runs to his side and kisses Ethan deeply before she runs to the other room to guard her children. "I have no quarrel with you, Ethan," Richard smirks. "I am just here for what is mine." "You brought this battle onto my pack lands," Ethan snarls. "You are making it my business." "Have it your way," Richard shrugs his shoulders. Thomas's chest is rumbling with anger beside me, and I know he is waiting for the right moment to attack. "Let Cora go," Thomas growls, and let's settle this like Alphas.
Richard's POV I show up on the front steps of the Moonshadow pack house in tattered clothes, with cuts and bruises all over my body. I have been in wolf form for days trying to get as far away from the Red Moon Pack as quickly as possible. I have been living off of rabbits and other small prey, and their blood and dirt are splattered over what is left of my clothes. Raising my hand, I weakly knock on the door. Alpha Aiden opens the door and takes one look at me before trying to slam the door in my face. Holding my hand out, I force the door open and make my way inside. Alpha Aiden looks at the trail of mud that I drug into the house with me and wrinkles his nose in disgust. "Do you have any idea how dirty you are?" Alpha Aiden says with an air of arrogance. "Do you have any idea what I have been through?" I snap at him. Alpha Aiden looks over me with disgust, "You are still alive." His voice is cold and heartless. "No thanks to you," I growl at him. "You promised