All Chapters of Reclaiming His Banished Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Kylar’s POV - 5 Years AgoThe best thing about this Bond Ceremony and Wedding is the Blood Moon. Part covered in misty clouds it lights the sky with a soft red glow. If I was in a better mood, I might think it was romantic. But I don’t. The Silver Stream pack has gone all out, long trestle tables laid out beside their pack house. Covered in fresh linen, white roses and flickering candles. Large pillar candles lit the path all the way down to the river that they take their name from and the staging area for their ceremonies. The ground is dry, scorched by early summer and the air is uncomfortably warm. I stand with the rest of the guests, senses heightened, far too aware of all the wolves that surround me. Silver Stream must have invited over three hundred guests to celebrate their eldest daughter's bonding. We’re all lined up on the river bank, four deep, peering out over the water where a small island rises up in the centre of the stream. I can see the girl, dressed in a slinky white

Ava’s POV - 5 Years AgoI’m not usually a reckless person. But tonight I feel it. A stirring sense of restlessness in the bottom of my stomach. Maybe it’s just the alcohol, or maybe I need a way to escape the pit I’ve fallen into. Should I be afraid as I follow a handsome stranger, off into the dark? There’s a small voice at the back of my head, telling me that this is a bad idea. That I should be sensible. Fuck it. I’m always sensible. I’m always the sober ride home from the club. I’m always the one looking out for everyone else. Now I can’t think of anything else, because Mr. Gorgeous has stopped walking. We’ve stepped out from trees into a clearing. The ground drops away ahead of us, towards the rushing water of the silver stream. But I can barely hear it over my own frantic heartbeat. I’ve never done anything like this before, snuck away with a stranger. ‘Are you alright?’ His voice is low and husky, and it does something to my insides. My core feels hot. Like I’ve taken a sho

Ava’s POVI didn’t know that sex could feel so good. A tiny part of me worries that it’s just because this man is a stranger. That I’m enjoying the thrill of risk. But I know it’s more than that. His hand is on my hip as he pushes slowly within. My body is tight, walls clenching around him as I gasp. He feels hot, hard and enormous. I gasp, adjusting to the size of the man, feeling myself stretch in accommodation. There’s no pain, only a delicious sense of fulfillment, a strange completeness. He pauses, head bowed against my collar, his breath against my skin. Is it possible to love a stranger? He’s waiting for me, I know it, I can sense it. I can feel his care and consideration as the muscles beneath his skin are tightly bunched. The same hesitation before he joined us. I turn, kissing his cheek. I know he doesn’t want to hurt me. ‘I’m alright,’ I murmur against his skin and feel the ripple of desire shiver over his skin. As though all the muscles tighten for a heat beat before rel

It’s dark when I wake. His arm is heavy around my waist, protective and comfortable. I should be this comfortable with a stranger, but I can’t deny my own sense of peace. Of safety in his embrace. My face is pressed against the grass and I stretch out, slow and aching from a night under the stars. He doesn’t stir, only breathes heavily against the back of my neck. It’s kind of cute. But I’m struck with the strangeness of what I’ve done. Never, I never imagined that I could have sex with a strange man, nor that it could be so good. What does that make me? Does it mean something about who I am and what I enjoy? I feel anxiety, worry and imagine the judgement of a thousand eyes looking on.I remind myself that I’m a consenting adult, and I don’t owe anyone anything. I shouldn’t even feel guilty about Josh, but some part of me does. I’m panicking and I know it. I’m easing away from my handsome stranger before Seren stirs and can stop me. Because I know she would want to stay. To meet the

With the Wolf Pack village falling away behind me. I slam off the music, the sexy throb of the song doesn’t really suit my mood. I’m panicking. I can feel it in the tightness of my chest, my racing heart and sweaty palms. Midnight Forest is going to be my home. I know that. I can feel it in my bones, in my soul. But how can I live there, with him?Unless I leave? The idea sees me slow the car down, foot lifting from the peddle. I can’t breathe. I’ve been away from other werewolves for so long, I don’t want to give that up. I stop the car, leaning my head on the wheel. I want to raise my kids with other wolves. I want them to know their heritage.I don’t want them to know their father. A small voice whispers, why not? I grip the wheel and set off again. I can’t be late to collect them from kindergartenl. The village is a good thirty minute drive down country lanes until I reach the nearest human town. I pull up, scrambling out of my car, slamming the door behind me.My boys are stan