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I’m able to breathe again when she says she’s okay. Just a dream. A fucking fantastic dream, my dick is still so hard it hurts. I need to get out of here and take care of this. Being in this room, her scent surrounding me, isn’t helping me to calm down.
I stand up and turn to make sure she’s okay. I don’t think she realizes that she’s licking her lips while she’s checking out my ass. I know I look great naked. I have a high expectation for my warriors to train hard daily and I lead by example. Being an Alpha is just the cherry on top. Good genes and lots of exercise guarantees that my body is ripped.
I can’t help but tease her a little about seeing something she likes. It’s obvious in my head. When I see her looking everywhere but at me, I have to tease her just a bit more. So I walk over, careful not to touch her. I’m not sure I could control myself if I do anything other than kiss the top of her head, my need to feel her is so strong. she likes the way I look and Cyran is practically preeni She likes. It’s obvious
My dick is still standing at full attention and given our height difference, it’s practically hitting her rib cage. I knew she’d look and I’m hoping my size doesn’t scare her. She was made for me and while I may have my own trepidation about how the hell we’ll ever fit together physically, I’m trusting the Moon Goddess.
As a parting tease, I ask her if she needs any help in the shower and that gets her moving. I’m chuckling as I return to my room, my heart lighter than it’s been since….since I don’t know when. And, I don’t remember a time that I slept as well as I did last night with my little mate.
I hop in the shower, taking a moment to relive my dream from this morning, and that’s all it takes before I find my release. Fuck, I hope she realizes I’m her mate soon. I know we have to work through some of the shit she’s witnessed with the blood-suckers, but I at least want to know she can feel the mate bond.
I’m excited about showing her the pack territory. I know exactly where I’m going to take her. I join her for breakfast. She’s dressed in her little kid clothes, but she’s made sure that her arms and legs are covered. She’s obviously self- conscious of the scars on her body.
When we’re done, I ask her if she’s ready to go outside and her answering smile makes my heart soar. I hope I can make her smile like that every day. I’m not exactly a happy-go-lucky kind of guy, but I’ll work on it if it makes her smile like that. e reaction of my pack members. When we walk downstairs, I didn’t anticipate the reaction of my pack members. It’s late morning so there are quite a few folks in the packhouse. Most stop and stare, finally getting a first look at the woman I’ve been hiding on the alpha floor for two weeks. Several she-wolves come up, saying hello to me as a way to get closer to her and assess the likelihood that Angel will be their next Luna.
I make introductions as pack member after pack member comes up to us as we attempt to walk outside. Angel is shy but polite to everyone. I can see that many of the pack members are dismissing her as their future Luna. Everyone expects that my mate, fated or chosen, will be strong and fierce. Hell, I did too, but that’s not what my Angel is. At least, not at the moment. I’ll be interested to see who she is once she’s healthy and Alessia is at full strength.
When we get outside, I begin pointing out different areas around the packhouse. The training grounds, which I’m hoping to get her on early next week, the playground for the pups, the pool for everyone with outdoor kitchen and grilling area for pack events. I point out some of the trails where pack members let their wolves run. When we reach the forest, I turn to her.
“I want to take you someplace, but it’s a bit far. Would you be willing to ride on Cyran? You’re small and it won’t be any problem for him to carry you.
She looks uncertain at first but then agrees. Cyran is prancing around in my head, ready to show our mate how strong and fast he is. His desire to impress her is a bit over the top.
‘She’s a Guardian. She may not be at full strength, but only a strong Alpha would be mated to such a strong wolf. I want her to know that we are deserving of her.”
I begin to undress and Angel turns away, but not before I see her cheeks turning pink. When I’m done, I shift and Cyran grabs my clothes before strutting, yes. strutting, over to Angel. He slides his head under her arm, giving her our clothes and rubbing himself against her.
She turns and gives him her beautiful smile. “Hi Cyran. Are you sure you don’t mind carrying me?”
He lays down on the ground to make it easier for her to climb on, and she crawls. onto his back. As soon as she is set, he stands and takes off. Her startled yip is quickly replaced by laughter and it’s music to my ears.
Cyran is careful but continues his quick pace until we come up to the waterfalls that my pack is named after. He finds a place to stop and lays down to let Angel slide off his back. When she does, I begin to shift back. She turns again and holds. clothes over her shoulder so I can get them without her looking at me.
When I’m dressed, I walk up and stand beside her.
“The waterfall is gorgeous.” She says.
I take her hand and walk toward the edge of the lake. “It’s where my pack got its , the Shadow Falls Pack. I step into the water, turning to take both her hands. “Do you swim?” I ask her.
“It’s been a really long time, since I was a kid.”
“The water is cooler now that it’s fall, but in the spring and summer, this place is full of pack members swimming and enjoying the cool water.” I tell her and begin walking around the lake toward the waterfall.
When we get to the waterfall, I help her climb up to the top. When we reach the crest, I hear her gasp. From here, you can see the cliff’s edge that drops into the canyon below. I point to an area across the canyon. “Over there is the Canyon Ridge Pack, that’s Cara and Rik’s pack. We share a border which is helpful as allies. We can help protect each other’s territories.”
In the distance, I see patrols running the borders. I point them out to Angel. “And there are my border patrols. The borders are monitored 24/7.” I point to where Rik’s pack patrols are running. “And those over there are the Canyon Ridge patrols. They also run non-stop, patrolling their borders.”
I turn to her. “I wanted you to see this, so you’d know that you are safe here. No one will get to you. I won’t allow it. And I guarantee that once Cara is home and tells Rik about the vampires, his patrols will double like mine have.”
“You doubled your patrols?” She asks me.
I nod. “I told you, you are under my protection. I have no intention of letting any vampires into my territory. No one will hurt you here.” I can see the wheels turning in her mind. How I wish I could hear her thoughts. Once we’re mated, I’ll be able to, but for now, I have to hope she’ll open up to me.
“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” I ask her.
Her blush at my simple compliment is surprising, but maybe it shouldn’t be. She hasn’t really had an opportunity to be around males who would appreciate her beauty and compliment her on it.
“You increased your security for me?” She asks.
“Yes,” me.”
“But you barely know me.
“True, but I know you were mistreated by vampires. We know that they want you and are willing to pay a lot of money to get you back. I don’t want you to feel unsafe here. It’s been a long time since you’ve had a place where you could just relax and be yourself. I want this pack to be that place for you.” I can tell she’s thinking this over, but she doesn’t say anything.
“We should head back. I’m guessing you want to shower before we head out to dinner, and it’s a half-hour drive to Canyon Ridge.” I help her climb back down the waterfall before shifting back to Cyran and running with her back to the packhouse.
I don’t understand why Liam would do so much for me. Doubling his patrols, giving me a place to stay, planning to buy me clothes, feeding me, giving me medical treatment. No one does all that just because a person needs it. It that were the case, my family and I wouldn’t have suffered for years as rogues.
I’m not sure I trust his reasons, but he does seem genuine that he wants me to be safe.
“I trust him.” Alessia says. “There was nothing deceitful in his scent when he was talking.”
“You trust him? We don’t even know him Alessia.’
I feel her almost fidgeting in my mind. ‘Alessia?”
‘I don’t know why, but I trust both of them.’
I sigh. I trust her and she trusts them. And Cara and Artemis also trust them, so for now, I’ll let it go. I’ll just have to figure out a way to pay him back for all of his assistance.
I finish getting ready, continuing to wear clothes that hide my scars and leaving my long hair down so the scars on my neck aren’t noticeable. I would like to get my hair cut, but Liam said he likes it long. I admit, I enjoyed last night when he was running his fingers through it. It felt nice.
I walk out of my room and across the hall to his room. His door is open slightly and I’m about to knock when it swings open and he nearly runs me over. He grabs me before he could knock me down. “Geez Angel, I could have hurt you!” In the instant when our bodies collide, Liam wraps his arm around my waist, lifting me off the ground, holding me so that we are eye to eye. His other hand is against the door jamb keeping us from falling. I’m mesmerized by his sage colored eyes. My heart rate increases but I’m not sure if it’s because of my near fall or our close proximity.
The heat of his body seeps into mine, my hands on are on his chest and I’m reminded once again of his strong, muscular body.
“Baby girl. You need you to stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?” I ask softly, licking my lips.
His eyes track down to watch my tongue before returning to mine, considerably darker than they were a moment ago.