RennaI didn’t understand Xavier but as I tossed and turned trying to sleep; I found my body crave his touch. It soothed the restless feeling that was growing inside of me. His skin felt like a bomb and before I knew it, I was desperately trying to sprawl my body against his.Sleep didn’t come easily either. It wasn’t because it was so early; I felt exhausted as soon as I close my eyes, I’d feel a chill and try to edge closer to the fire or I would feel sweat coat my skin and then chuck off the covers. It was horrible. All I wanted was sleep. My eyes felt heavy I just wanted to cry … I did a little. My emotions felt all over the place, and I felt bad for snapping at Xavier.“I’m sorry,” I mumbled into his chest as I shivered, desperately trying to press my body against his so I could absorb his body heat. He was so nice I didn’t understand it, he just held me close, kissing my shoulder or forehead whilst I groaned, feeling flashes of heat fill my body.“It’s just the fever,” he whispe
Renna The following night replays in my mind, each detail etched vividly in my memory. The realisation hit me like a ton of bricks - Xavier was my mate. As I pulled him closer to me, I could feel the warmth of his body against mine. The feel of his hands on my body he wouldn’t give in. I knew he wanted me I could feel it, it felt so good and I wanted him. The bond called for it. Every cell in my body wanted to merge with him. As much as I wanted to breathe. I ground my hips against him, feeling his shaft push between my folds. This is the most I had ever done with a boy, but it wasn’t enough. I needed more. I needed to feel him; I didn’t want to beg but I felt close to it. How is he holding back? He is an alpha. He must have wanted me all this time. Why is he changing his mind? Does he not want me for a mate? My teeth elongated, I wanted to mark him. Claim him and mine. I still didn’t trust Sage, but if we were mated and marked that would be it, our bond would be complete! That wa
RennaFinally, I slipped into the dress and felt the smooth fabric against my skin. It was the exact one mum and I had picked out, with its unique charm and sentimental value. It felt as if her presence lingered beside me. I felt confident and elegant in the sweetheart strapless fitted dress that perfectly accentuated my curves.The mermaid skirt, made of tulle, floated around me from the knee, creating an ethereal effect. Silver leaves, flowers, and patterns adorned the sheer fabric of the dress, creating an elegant design. Pearls and diamante adorned the piece, adding a touch of sparkle.With silver satin heels, I gained some extra height and a touch of glamour. I left my neck bare, exposing the freckles that dotted my collarbone. Ready for my mate mark to adorn the base of my neck.When I looked in the mirror, I couldn't believe the transformation I saw in the woman looking back at me. My reflection in the mirror revealed a striking resemblance to my mother. As I felt my eyes sting
Xavier Finally, the day had arrived - it was my mating ceremony, and excitement coursed through my veins. The time had come, and I couldn't believe I was finally standing beside my true mate, making this day even more memorable. I was finally going to mark her, solidifying my claim over her. I was adjusting my suit, the sharp scent of freshly dry-cleaned fabric filling the air, making sure I was ready for this. I understood the importance of these days to women, and I didn't want to disappoint my mate. “Look pretty sharp, Xavier,” Cole says as I turn to face him. Just like me, he's dressed in one of those monkey suits. I shoot him a side glare, and he responds with a chuckle, handing me a beer. As we clink glasses and take a seat, I absentmindedly run my hands through my hair. “So, the big day is finally here, a free man for only a matter of hours,” Cole teases as I smirk. No one knows we are fated mates yet. I can’t decide if I should tell him after it’s rare to have a second chanc
Renna I walked down from the room, the fabric of my dress flowing gracefully behind me. The nerves welled up in my stomach, causing a fluttering sensation like a swarm of butterflies. I tried to not let it get to me or fall over in my heels as I grabbed the banister as I walked down the stairs. My heart was racing so fast that I was sure everyone around me could hear it. I knew Leo and Elara would be there in the crowd for me to have a friendly face, which made me feel better. Then we had everyone else I knew who would be there. I took a moment at the bottom of the stairs to suck in a deep breath. Grandma was right I was made for this. I squared my shoulders and tilted my chin up as I walked out the door. The music played as I began walking down the aisle. I felt all the eyes on me. Some women here had smiles, while others had angry faces. I guess some of them were disappointed that I had claimed their alpha. I should have expected that, it wouldn't have been a problem in my hometo
RennaAs Xavier lets me go, I turn around to face the bustling crowd. I look out actually seeing grandma there, which makes what I’m feeling inside so perfect. Xavier keeps a hold of me as I feel those sparks dance over my skin. I can feel the warmth of his touch radiating through me, causing a delightful sensation in my stomach.“I can’t wait until tonight,” he whispers in my ear, making my insides quiver, goddess. If he keeps this up, I will be a melting mess before the evening ends. I bite my lips as his eyes heat. There is a mix of burning danger and passion in them that causes my head to be a dizzy mess.As several people rush up to congratulate us, I turn back, overwhelmed by the sudden attention. I smile, trying not to be too distracted with how Xavier just shamelessly has his hand on my ass. I give him a little glare to make him stop, but he just responds with a squeeze, cupping my peach in his hand in front of the whole pack.I do my best to ignore it but every time I think i
Renna “Renna, it’s so nice your grandma was able to be here,” Ethan states, smiling warmly at me. It’s a smile I saw from him countless times when we were together. Out of blind insanity, I smile back, falling once more into those old patterns between us. The act where we were not only boyfriend and girlfriend but best friends too. “Oh, you remember her, do you?” I ask, sitting next to grandma as Ethan pats her shoulder, giving her a bright smile. “Of course, I know everyone in your family,” he grins at me, making my heart flutter. I smile back, unsure how else to respond, but despite his kind, warm behaviour, I can’t help feeling on edge. “I was telling her how funny life is. This could have been our Luna marking ceremony,” he states causally, making my eyes. Baulk. I want to respond with, yeah if you hadn’t been cheating on me behind my back. Or the fact that we aren’t mates, but not everyone sees that. Knowing grandma isn’t well, I bite my tongue, not wanting to distress her, s
XavierI kept my eyes on Renna as she made her way towards her grandma, while Cole gestured for me to join them. I nod, picking up a drink on route as I follow him over to the crowed of elders he is talking to. I really rather I not speak with them, but as I glance over my shoulder, I see Ren deep in conversation with her grandma. As I gaze at her, a smile spreads across my face. She looks like a goddess in that dress that fits like a glove and teases just enough to leave a man wanting more.“Ah alpha, congratulations!” they say as I reach them, downing my drink. Cole slaps me on the back once more, and I give him a look as he chuckles.“Yes, the day has finally come, now perhaps we should focus on my beta getting a mate so my Luna can have a friend,” I taunt taking the heat off me as Cole flashes me a look before he turns to look at the elders.“All in good time, my friend. This is your celebration,” he laughs as he hastily downs another drink. I arch a brow at him before he orders s
Renna We had been living in our cosy bubble of three for several weeks now. Me, Xavier, and Orion. The soft glow of the evening sun streamed through the curtains, casting warm hues across our living room. Xavier’s idea to name our son after my beloved dad filled my heart with joy. It had been just the three of us, cherishing every moment as a family. But tonight, I was eagerly bursting our bubble for a long-awaited date with my captivating alpha. I adorned myself in alluring lingerie, the delicate lace teasingly brushing against my skin. I yearned for our sexy time with my mate, I knew he was desperate for it too. However, our precious little Orion would inevitably interrupt our passionate rendezvous. His sweet cries would pierce the air, filling the room with an innocent melody of hunger and discomfort. The frustration began to well up inside me, like a simmering storm. Don’t get me wrong, I adore my baby Orion. He is the epitome of cuteness, the greatest blessing in my life. But e
Renna “Push, Luna,” the midwife urges, her voice firm yet gentle, as I growl in her face. The sterile hospital room is filled with the rhythmic beeping of machines and the faint scent of antiseptic. Childbirth, a relentless storm of agony, floods my senses, making me question why anyone willingly endures this. No wonder I was an only child. Xavier, my partner, hovers around me like an annoying fly, fussing over me incessantly. The pain, like a thousand fiery tendrils, wracks my body as I summon every ounce of strength to push our precious baby into the world. “Ren, you’re doing amazing!” Xavier’s voice resonates with pride and excitement as he gently wipes the sweat off my forehead. I have to remind myself of my love for this man, even as I glare at his infuriating face for being the reason behind my pregnancy. A low growl escapes my lips, but he remains undeterred, his eyes filled with adoration. I can hear the rhythmic beeping of the heart rate monitor, a constant reminder of the l
Xavier As I poured my heart out to her, the words flowed like a river. Was she merely manipulating me, using my vulnerabilities against me? The air felt heavy with tension as her words echoed in the room. “You rejected me, Xavier. I was destined to be the luna of this pack. he goddess ensured it and then you didn’t want me … I wasn’t good enough for you!” The scent of her anger hung in the air, mixing with the musky aroma of the room. Her words hit me like a wave, leaving me speechless and bewildered. “Sage, none of that is true,” I say, my voice filled with desperation, the words hanging in the air between us. I continue, my words tinged with sadness, “Yes, I rejected you, but it wasn’t my choice. The council forced me to do it.” I pause, hoping she will understand. Her head shakes, her eyes filled with disbelief, as if I am spinning a web of lies. “I was happy for you to be my mate,” I whisper, my voice breaking. I can feel the weight of the words, heavy on my chest. The room sud
Xavier Now that Ren had regained her memories, life was filled with an undeniable sense of contentment. The sun’s warm rays gently caressed our faces as we strolled hand in hand through the park, birds singing their melodious tunes. I shared the news of the pregnancy, and though initially taken aback, her eyes sparkled with joy, mirroring the vibrant colours of the blooming flowers around us. I couldn’t help but notice the tender way she delicately rubbed her belly, a radiant smile adorning her face, as if whispering sweet secrets to our growing little pup. It was in those moments, when she thought I wasn’t looking, that I felt an overwhelming sense of love and anticipation. The weight of past worries and anxieties had dissolved, allowing us to embrace the future together, free from the burdens that once weighed us down. There was just one final task lingering before us, a mere formality standing between us and pure bliss. As we savored the moment, the air was filled with tranquilit
Xavier Over the course of a few more weeks, I’ve noticed a significant change in Ren’s demeanour towards me. As I continue to work from home, our bond has grown stronger, and she now frequently sits beside me, her presence a comforting companion. However, the memory of our shared kiss lingers vividly in my mind, like a faint whisper of a distant melody. It’s been a while since that intimate moment, and while I sensed her enjoyment, a palpable restraint now holds her back. I attempt to read this email once again, but she becomes a constant distraction. Today, she deliberately dons an outfit that captures my attention. Her choice of tiny short shorts reveals the alluring curve of her silhouette with every step she takes. The sight of her crop top, barely concealing her ample cleavage with its deep V-neck, creates an irresistible temptation. I struggle to resist the overwhelming desire to approach her and give in to our carnal desires. I have been partially concealed behind the sturdy
Renna I had spent a week in my so-called home, surrounded by familiar yet unfamiliar faces. Xavier, my companion, had rarely shown up at his workplace, instead opting to take me to my former workplace. There, amidst the bustling sounds and smells, I encountered a girl named Elara, her laughter filling the air like a melodic symphony, and a guy called Leo, his presence commanding yet comforting. Now, Leo had risen to the rank of beta within the pack. But as I observed them, I couldn’t shake the nagging thought that they could be more than mere acquaintances. They could be my long-lost siblings, hidden in the depths of my forgotten memories. Xavier’s words echoed in my ears, leaving me with a sense of emptiness. He claimed that I was an orphan, with no remaining family except for him. Conflicting emotions surged within me, unsure of how to process this revelation. As I glanced at myself in the mirror, my gaze fixated on the sight of my mate mark, while occasionally stealing glances at
Xavier “I hope these words help jog your memory. But Ren, please know I would never hurt you.” The soft glow of the lamp envelops us as she nods, her eyes filled with trust. As I pass her the book, our fingers brush, sending a tingle down my spine. It kills me that this fleeting touch is the only physical connection we can share. “I... I know,” she smiles warmly at me, the corners of her lips lifting ever so slightly. In that moment, a glimmer of hope ignites within me, like a tiny flame flickering to life. With delicate hands, she takes the books from me, their weight transferring from my palms to hers. As she flips through the pages, the sound of paper rustling fills the room, a soft whisper that mingles with the hushed anticipation hanging in the air. Her eyes fixate on certain photos, her gaze lingering on them for what feels like an eternity. I watch intently, wondering if those images hold the power to jog her memory. “Xavier? Please, can you not hover,” she states, her voice
Xavier We patiently waited for Renna to settle in, giving her a few days to find her bearings. Though she couldn’t recall my identity, the doctor assured us that being in the comfort of our own home would aid in triggering her memory. The familiar sights, the soothing scents, and the comforting ambiance of home were believed to be the key to her recovery. I prayed that my efforts were sufficient, but her wariness lingered, tormenting me. The urge to embrace and kiss her consumed me, but I couldn’t bear to see fear in my mate’s eyes. The weight of her past amplified my struggle; everyone she recalls is gone, leaving me alone to reassure her. It’s a battle of my words against her fading memories, an agonizing challenge. The doctor’s words echoed in my mind, leaving me with a heavy heart. There was no time frame for this, no definitive end in sight. All I could do was hope that once we returned home, things would improve. But the thought of not being able to sleep beside her, to feel t
Renna I felt the warmth of his lips, a surge of sparks coursing through my veins. The sensation was exquisite, unlike anything I had ever experienced. It ignited a fire within me, spreading throughout my entire being, making every inch of my body feel hot and alive. The intense feeling travelled downwards, settling between my legs, creating a pulsating desire I had never known before. As I slowly opened my eyes, I heard a faint beeping sound, blending with the gentle sunlight that streamed through the partially closed blinds. The room seemed to come into focus, revealing an incredibly handsome man before me. His strong hands gently cupped my cheeks as he showered my face with kisses. My heart raced, confusion flooding my mind. Who was this man? Where was Ethan? Feeling a surge of panic, I instinctively pulled away from his touch. His eyes widened slightly, a flicker of hurt flashing across his face. “Who are you?” I rasp, my voice hoarse and strained. He slowly withdraws his hands