*Cyrus*
When I woke up to Fiona in my arm, I thought I must still be dreaming. I didn't move for fear that when she woke it would all come crashing down. I watched her sleeping peacefully in awe, so delicate yet so strong. Never had I met someone who overcame so much without being jaded to the world. I debated whether or not to tell her I was her mate. Although her birthday was only a few days away the wait was proving torturous.
I need to go at her pace though. I was devasted when she wanted to keep the events that transpired between us a secret, I want to shout to the world that we belonged to each other. Yet I would see in her eyes that she was still unsure about me. I didn't want to push and risk losing her so I agreed. It was difficult, as my body called out for hers. After last night, I was sure her body called out for mine as well.
It proved m
*Fiona*The garden behind the packhouse was even lusher than the garden at the community centre. It held many different flowering plants while the community centre was more food-based. Rows of roses lined the path and lavender plants filled in empty spaces in the gardens, attracting a number of butterflies. It was a favourite spot of mine in the pack. The first thing I did when I became Alpha was to restore all the pack gardens to their former glory. The few memories I had with my mothers were of her gardening. Being here made me feel close to her, even years after her death.Cyrus and I sat in a white gazebo on the edge of the garden, watching the sunset over the packhouse. The hues in the sky complimented the colours of the blo
*Fiona*I sat in my office chair, processing what Andre had said, staring at the wrapped gift on the table. When Andre had left, Cyrus walked me back to the packhouse, hand on the small of my back the whole way. As we enter my office, I could see him finally relax and take a breath. He sat across from my desk staring at the gift with much more suspicion than I."I mean it's so unlikely that I would find a mate the day of my birthday," I commented. The end of our conversation with Andre ran through my head."David did..." Cyrus commented, "You just might." There was something in his tone that caused me to look up at him. An emotion flitted across his eyes so quickly that I questions whether I had really seen it."You mean, like from one of the packs invited?" I thought out loud "I guess it's more likely if there are more wolves ar
*Cyrus*When I awoke I was struck by a momentary panic, by the lack of Fiona's presence in bed. I nearly jumped out of bed, when I saw her sitting quietly on a couch engrossed in a book. I took a breath. When did I become so anxious? Normally I was fairly level headed, but ever since the threats against Fiona, everything seemed to be a threat. Fiona was my weakness, but I couldn't bring myself to see it as a bad thing.I watched her sitting on the couch reading. Her legs were propped up on one of the arms, making them look longer as her shorts rode up, nearly invisible under her large tee shirt. I could hear Blaze making some suggestions on how we should start the morning. I had been hesitant with Fiona so far, holding back. She was pushing me though, as she become more comfortable exploring. I would hold back for her until she was ready.&
*Fiona*Standing on the steps of the packhouse waiting to greet the new pack, reminded me how little time had passed since I had greeted Cyrus in the same fashion. I remember how nervous I had been and how much I had wanted to prove myself. While I still felt like I was trying to prove myself, I was more assured and less nervous, this time around. I hoped that this time things wouldn't be turned upside down, as I was still processing all the changes that had happened in the past few days. I felt like a different person, with Cyrus, more reckless. I couldn't bring myself to see it as a bad thing."Who are we dealing with?" Cyrus asked taking a place next to me.
*Fiona*My head was reeling at all the information that was flying at me. I had never thought much about my mother’s family. They had never been mentioned growing up. Now that I knew they were family, it was obvious why they had looked so familiar. Every time I looked at Alpha Thomas or Luna Shae I would see traits that reminded me of my mother. At first, it was the eyes, but as the evening wore on I also realised there was more. Shae carried herself in the same way my mother had, light as a feather. I saw my brother's smouldering looks in Thomas’ eyes. Shae’s voice was even light like my mother's when she comforted me. I felt pain for her loss, but from that pain, something new was growing. I felt a cautious excitement to get to know this new family, hoping that they might hel
*Fiona*I woke up the next morning to Cryus watching me closely.“Good morning,” he said drawing me closer for a cuddle. I was enveloped in his scent and Skylah immediately started egging me on, sending graphic images of what she would like to do to Cyrus. I ignored her as best as I could, there was too much to do today.“Cyrus we need to get ready,” I whined, “the next pack will be here soon.” I started to feel my anxiety come forward. It was only one day before my birthday. I wondered what that meant for Cyrus and myself. I pushed the feeling down, I would worry about that tomorrow. Today I had to think about the other pack arriving. Hopefully, everything with the new packs arr
*Fiona*“Where are we going?” Cyrus asked as he followed me into the forest behind the packhouse garden. I could feel he was on edge as we wandered into the forest “It’s vulnerable out here.”“There are patrols out” I reassured him “They will know where I am and keep watch.” Cyrus had tripled check all of our security measures, so he knew how many wolves would be out on guard. Still, he didn’t look convinced.“You’ll see.” I tried reassuring him again. “I have a tradition on the eve of my birthday. Something I want to show you.” I sushed him when he asked what we were going to do. “We need to be quiet, to get in the right headspace,”
*Fiona*“Mate.” The words rang through my head. Cyrus was my mate. I felt that I had finally let go of a breath I had been holding since his arrival, realising only now that I had even been holding my breath. “Why didn’t you say anything?” I asked. I wasn’t angry, at the fact he hadn’t told me, just curious about why he didn’t. “It was the hardest thing I have ever done,” he said embracing me tightly like he was afraid I was going to run away. “I didn’t know how you would react. After what happened with David I didn’t want to put you in the same situation.” I thought about it for a moment. Would I have believed Cryus had he told me? At first, no. The past couple of days I felt like I knew, but refused to fully accept it for fear I was wrong. “I think you made the right choice,” I said after reflecting on it.Cyrus lifted my head to his and pulled me into a kiss. With the mate bond now in place, it was more electric than ever. Pleasurable sparks danced across my lips a
*Fiona*“Mate.” The words rang through my head. Cyrus was my mate. I felt that I had finally let go of a breath I had been holding since his arrival, realising only now that I had even been holding my breath. “Why didn’t you say anything?” I asked. I wasn’t angry, at the fact he hadn’t told me, just curious about why he didn’t. “It was the hardest thing I have ever done,” he said embracing me tightly like he was afraid I was going to run away. “I didn’t know how you would react. After what happened with David I didn’t want to put you in the same situation.” I thought about it for a moment. Would I have believed Cryus had he told me? At first, no. The past couple of days I felt like I knew, but refused to fully accept it for fear I was wrong. “I think you made the right choice,” I said after reflecting on it.Cyrus lifted my head to his and pulled me into a kiss. With the mate bond now in place, it was more electric than ever. Pleasurable sparks danced across my lips a
*Fiona*“Where are we going?” Cyrus asked as he followed me into the forest behind the packhouse garden. I could feel he was on edge as we wandered into the forest “It’s vulnerable out here.”“There are patrols out” I reassured him “They will know where I am and keep watch.” Cyrus had tripled check all of our security measures, so he knew how many wolves would be out on guard. Still, he didn’t look convinced.“You’ll see.” I tried reassuring him again. “I have a tradition on the eve of my birthday. Something I want to show you.” I sushed him when he asked what we were going to do. “We need to be quiet, to get in the right headspace,”
*Fiona*I woke up the next morning to Cryus watching me closely.“Good morning,” he said drawing me closer for a cuddle. I was enveloped in his scent and Skylah immediately started egging me on, sending graphic images of what she would like to do to Cyrus. I ignored her as best as I could, there was too much to do today.“Cyrus we need to get ready,” I whined, “the next pack will be here soon.” I started to feel my anxiety come forward. It was only one day before my birthday. I wondered what that meant for Cyrus and myself. I pushed the feeling down, I would worry about that tomorrow. Today I had to think about the other pack arriving. Hopefully, everything with the new packs arr
*Fiona*My head was reeling at all the information that was flying at me. I had never thought much about my mother’s family. They had never been mentioned growing up. Now that I knew they were family, it was obvious why they had looked so familiar. Every time I looked at Alpha Thomas or Luna Shae I would see traits that reminded me of my mother. At first, it was the eyes, but as the evening wore on I also realised there was more. Shae carried herself in the same way my mother had, light as a feather. I saw my brother's smouldering looks in Thomas’ eyes. Shae’s voice was even light like my mother's when she comforted me. I felt pain for her loss, but from that pain, something new was growing. I felt a cautious excitement to get to know this new family, hoping that they might hel
*Fiona*Standing on the steps of the packhouse waiting to greet the new pack, reminded me how little time had passed since I had greeted Cyrus in the same fashion. I remember how nervous I had been and how much I had wanted to prove myself. While I still felt like I was trying to prove myself, I was more assured and less nervous, this time around. I hoped that this time things wouldn't be turned upside down, as I was still processing all the changes that had happened in the past few days. I felt like a different person, with Cyrus, more reckless. I couldn't bring myself to see it as a bad thing."Who are we dealing with?" Cyrus asked taking a place next to me.
*Cyrus*When I awoke I was struck by a momentary panic, by the lack of Fiona's presence in bed. I nearly jumped out of bed, when I saw her sitting quietly on a couch engrossed in a book. I took a breath. When did I become so anxious? Normally I was fairly level headed, but ever since the threats against Fiona, everything seemed to be a threat. Fiona was my weakness, but I couldn't bring myself to see it as a bad thing.I watched her sitting on the couch reading. Her legs were propped up on one of the arms, making them look longer as her shorts rode up, nearly invisible under her large tee shirt. I could hear Blaze making some suggestions on how we should start the morning. I had been hesitant with Fiona so far, holding back. She was pushing me though, as she become more comfortable exploring. I would hold back for her until she was ready.&
*Fiona*I sat in my office chair, processing what Andre had said, staring at the wrapped gift on the table. When Andre had left, Cyrus walked me back to the packhouse, hand on the small of my back the whole way. As we enter my office, I could see him finally relax and take a breath. He sat across from my desk staring at the gift with much more suspicion than I."I mean it's so unlikely that I would find a mate the day of my birthday," I commented. The end of our conversation with Andre ran through my head."David did..." Cyrus commented, "You just might." There was something in his tone that caused me to look up at him. An emotion flitted across his eyes so quickly that I questions whether I had really seen it."You mean, like from one of the packs invited?" I thought out loud "I guess it's more likely if there are more wolves ar
*Fiona*The garden behind the packhouse was even lusher than the garden at the community centre. It held many different flowering plants while the community centre was more food-based. Rows of roses lined the path and lavender plants filled in empty spaces in the gardens, attracting a number of butterflies. It was a favourite spot of mine in the pack. The first thing I did when I became Alpha was to restore all the pack gardens to their former glory. The few memories I had with my mothers were of her gardening. Being here made me feel close to her, even years after her death.Cyrus and I sat in a white gazebo on the edge of the garden, watching the sunset over the packhouse. The hues in the sky complimented the colours of the blo
*Cyrus*When I woke up to Fiona in my arm, I thought I must still be dreaming. I didn't move for fear that when she woke it would all come crashing down. I watched her sleeping peacefully in awe, so delicate yet so strong. Never had I met someone who overcame so much without being jaded to the world. I debated whether or not to tell her I was her mate. Although her birthday was only a few days away the wait was proving torturous.I need to go at her pace though. I was devasted when she wanted to keep the events that transpired between us a secret, I want to shout to the world that we belonged to each other. Yet I would see in her eyes that she was still unsure about me. I didn't want to push and risk losing her so I agreed. It was difficult, as my body called out for hers. After last night, I was sure her body called out for mine as well.It proved m