All Chapters of Kissed by the Moon Goddess: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Mel's POVOne inhale in his direction and I grow weak in the knees. It shouldn't be possible, but his slutty breakfast scent has increased times ten. It's overwhelming but exactly enough at the same time. My heart clenches so hard, I feel like I can't breathe."Y-You?" I stutter.Okay, that was a dumb first response, but in my defense, I'm in shock.Is this a fucking dream? "Sorry I had you waiting so long, baby girl."His voice sends a shiver of pleasure down my spine. If I thought his voice was hot before, Goddess was I wrong. Every word drips with pure sex.He walks closer to me. "Happy Birthday, Mel." He pulls a little black box out of his pocket and opens it to reveal a gold glass pendant with a sunflower and rose encased in it. It's the most gorgeous piece of jewelry I've ever seen."Turn around," he orders gently.I force my body to obey, still completely under his spell.He silently clasps the necklace around my neck. His fingers graze my skin and I have to stifle a moan from

Mel's POVI stand up and saunter over to him. His dark eyes watch me as I slip his jacket off. Then, I quickly but carefully unbutton his shirt. It's taking all of my patience not to tear everything off, but I manage to undress him without any harm to the tux.My eyes trail up and down his gorgeous, perfect body. Adoring it. Burning it into my memory. I pepper small kisses all over his taut shoulders and chest before swirling my tongue around his nipple."Fuck Mel," he growls softly.My eyes flicker to his, a mischievous smirk spreading across my face. "What's wrong, Alpha? You don't like being teased?""Turn around," he orders. When I don't move, he spins me around himself."Impatient, are we?" I murmur. He only grunts in response.He zips down my dress, careful not to rip it. With the same caution, he yanks down the fabric until the dress pools at my feet. I gasp as I feel his bare erection nestled between my ass cheeks as his fingertips trail up my body, every touch igniting my skin

Jaxon’s POV"Ayla, I need to speak with you," my mate demands through clenched teeth. Her furious aura is whipping around her, drawing the attention of everyone around us. I stand close behind her, scowling at the Alpha patrol.Amusement glistens in Ayla's eyes at the discomfort Melanie has created in the room. "Of course, let's talk in private."She elegantly stands up and starts towards the grand staircase with Dusk and Rubeus following behind her.My mate shoots me a concerned glance, but I nod towards them, encouraging her to follow. Ayla leads us into a large office with chairs scattered neatly throughout the room. I was expecting a throne room or something, but it feels more like the principal's office. Ayla sits down in the golden arm chair with Dusk and Rubeus standing beside her. I lean against the door while Melanie stands on the other side of the desk."Now, what would you like to discuss, Beta or shall I now call you, Luna Melanie?" Ayla begins.Fuck, that has a nice ring t

Jaxon's POVAs soon as I feel the tingles shoot up my arm, the burning hatred instantly dies back down. My mate wraps her arms around my bicep. "It's okay, Jaxon," she whispers. I nod my head as I take deep, steadying breaths. She turns back to Ayla. "Stop pissing off my mate and tell me what you need from us.""There's been a rogue sighting. I would like you to handle it. Tomorrow night will do." She smirks at me. "Does that sound innocent enough for your Princess, Alpha?""Don't patronize me, Ayla," I growl, shooting another glare in her direction. "By the way...tell me, did he kill my dad?"My question seems to take her by surprise. "When we investigated his death, we could only smell rogues on his remains.""But did you search his memories?" I bite out."No."Fucking liar. "So, when you searched his memories that day, you didn't think to confirm that?"“I don't just see every memory when I touch someone. I only see the ones I'm looking for," she explains quietly.I didn't trust th

Jaxon's POVI hate everything about this. I don't want to dance with this girl, I want to dance with my mate. I respect the fact that she wants to hold off from anyone knowing about us, but this is hard already. How are we supposed to do this for an entire month?"Alpha, are you okay?" Daphne asks quietly.I gaze down into her baby-blue eyes. They look too kind, too innocent. I wonder when she asked to dance if she even had a choice in the matter."Tell me Daphne, how old are you?""Why does that matter, Alpha?" Her voice trembles slightly. I can hear her heart suddenly hammering in her chest."Try again.""Sixteen."My jaw tightens.Goddess. Her father is trying to sell her off before she's even old enough to find her mate. Is the Council aware of this?"You don't deserve this, Daphne. You shouldn't even be here until you're old enough to meet your mate," I murmur.My blood is boiling. I'm sure Alpha Damon would've done this same thing if he didn't conclude that Melanie was a lost cau