All Chapters of Claiming The Pack (Mated To The Night Book 2: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“Well, you don’t have to feel alone in that. I’ll help you in any way I can.”“I know. You’re always so willing to fight on my side.” I couldn’t help but smile as I pushed her hair behind her ear. “You’ve already done good work here. It’ll make the merger so much easier now that the council won’t oppose it. I’m sure that once the dust settles, our packs will be in a good place. Once the repairs are done, things will be even easier.”She nodded and let me coax her back down to the mattress. She rested her head on my shoulder. “During our meeting with the council, they mentioned that they were worried about Warg enemies becoming theirs, but I hadn’t considered that issue.”I scoffed. “It’s funny they asked about that when Kings have always been our biggest enemies. I’m sure the Kings have more issues with nearby packs than we do, considering how arrogant Troy and Gregor were.”She nodded. “That’s basically what Tavi and I told them.”My hand was on her hip, and I caressed her skin in la

His lips brushed over my forehead. “I don’t care how busy I am; I’ll always make time for you and our family.”Butterflies danced in my stomach, mimicking the little white butterflies flitting from flower to flower around us. Night always knew what to say to fluster me.“It means a lot to me that I can bring my soulmate here,” I said. “I’d given up on my dream of having a mate and a family because I didn’t believe anyone would want to have that with me.”“It pains me that you suffered so much while you were here,” he said. “But I’m happy to prove you wrong.”He lifted my hand. His hands, scarred from the years of battle and hard work he’d done as a Warg and an alpha, contrasted sharply with my smooth and unblemished skin. Considering I had blood on my hands now, it jarred me to see them so unmarred. But I pushed that thought away. I didn’t want to think of Troy or Evan, or anyone else. This moment belonged to Night and me.“I feel so lucky we found each other,” he said softly.“Me too

The Kings had adapted quickly to our teachings. While they worked independently, it always helped to have someone around to oversee the project. Dom and another group of male wolves raised one of the four walls of what would be a cabin. When one side dipped, I stepped in to keep the frame level.No verbal instructions needed to be exchanged. I held up my end of the frame, Dom held the other side, and a couple of wolves inserted drills and nails into the structure to keep it from falling again. It was an hour of hard, mindless work, which turned out to be exactly what I needed to sort out my feelings about Bryn’s pregnancy.I was overjoyed. In fact, I could have howled about how fucking ecstatic I was that we were about to have a pup. I’d always wanted to be a father, and I didn’t even care about its gender; I just loved knowing there would be a pup in the near future who would carry on my line. The timing was a little inconvenient, but Bryn and I hadn’t used protection after the first

A moment of silence passed between us, one that felt like a stalemate. When Dom spoke again, I knew it was because he didn’t want the conversation to end on that note.“Speaking about the alpha challenge, you need to start training. Like yesterday.”“I know. After we finish up here, I’ll get started on that.” I had a training regimen in mind that I wanted to try. “Mind sparring with me at some point tomorrow?”Dom grinned, and an answering smile played on my lips. He was the closest to me in terms of raw power and endurance. If I wanted to see real improvement in my fighting—and quickly—Dom was the best person to train with. He’d helped me train when I became alpha of the Wargs. My wolf growled and hopped about in anticipation of battle.“Today, I’ll focus on agility and cardio,” I said. “But after…”“Any time, any place, Night,” he said. “Just know I take no pleasure in whooping my alpha’s ass.”I snorted. “You haven’t beaten me since we were kids.”He smirked. “How do you know I hav

When he got back downstairs, we talked about what I’d planned for dinner. I wanted to keep things simple, so we had pasta with a meat sauce, a fresh green salad, and garlic bread. Night handled the meat sauce while I took care of the salad and bread.We used beef, beef bones, and a combination of fresh and dried herbs for the sauce. The scent of savory tomato sauce filled the cabin. Night’s knowledge of cooking surprised me. Beyond the occasional question about whether he was holding parsley or rosemary or if the heat was on too high, he handled himself well in the kitchen. Using the same meat cleaver, he easily cut through bones at one moment, then finely chopped herbs the next.“Not bad,” I said after tasting the sauce that had simmered for forty-five minutes. “You really know what you’re doing, huh?”“I ought to,” he replied with a grin. “You know my mother. You think she’d let me leave her house without knowing how to boil liquids?”I giggled. “Fair point, but you should cut me so