Page 35 of Moon Guardian
She was finally here, before me, her teeth in my neck as she lapped at my life force.
I held her to me, brazen to dare to touch Her, but it felt so right, so incredibly sensual to feel her body alive in my arms.
I wanted to touch her.
To Claim her.
To make her mine.
A mating could only be achieved during the High Moon Ceremony, which was why my pack ached with vengeance and unmet need. They couldn’t mate, have pups, or even shift except under the High Moon.
A time where we couldn’t venture out, not unless we wished to be discovered.
Even then, I permitted only small squadrons to leave in order to hunt during weaker moon cycles, using what magic Althea could gather to shield their scent from the others to keep us in hiding.
It had been a long, grueling existence, and now, with this female in my arms, my core tightened and the alpha in my soul roared with need.
We have waited long enough.
Take her.
Now.
No, I would not do anything She did not initiate. This was my Goddess incarnate and I would endure every pain for Her pleasure, even if the rut came upon me, I would stay as still as a statue to ensure Her will would be done.
My mouth parted when she clamped down harder, a guttural growl coming from her chest.
Her wolf approved of marking me.
A new wolf, by her scent, as if she had only just been born yesterday, yet her scent was unmistakably ancient.
An intoxicating mixture. Both holding awe and wonder of each new experience, and wisdom of the ages together in one beautiful little creature.
The unique combination didn’t surprise me, given Althea’s prophesies. The storms had been the Goddess’s creation, seeking out a proper vessel.
A human.
Everything about her would be new and perfect, and my nostrils flared at the glorious aroma of jasmine and moonlight that wafted from her skin.
She braced herself on my shoulder, sinking Her teeth deeper. A spike of pain shocked through me when she twisted.
She wanted to kill me as much as She wanted to Claim.
Something I would indulge Her, if She wished it.
My only concern was my wolves. They didn’t understand the bigger picture. We were only servants to Her, and if she was not yet ready to mate me as her alpha, I would willingly die by Her bite so that she could find someone worthy.
She struggled with the decision, her body reacting to mine with a shiver when I drew my hand lower, pressing the small of her back against me.
I wanted to stand, to have Her wrap Her legs around me and allow me to take Her here and now, in front of the pack, in front of everyone to let them see that She wasmine.
Then… sorrow swept through me with ruthless emotion, twisting my heart in a way I had never felt before.
And she unlatched, blood trailing down her perfect throat as She began to cry.
Katlyn
“Everyone out,” the alpha snarled, his words booming through the room.
