“But now that she’s of age, she can easily challenge the Alpha back for the title, she is the rightful heir,” says Leondre and I narrow my gaze on him. How did that slip my mind? If the elders are keeping her real identity secret, it might mean that they hope to get back the control of their pack from the Potter family to its rightful one.
“I’ll have to talk to her about it, maybe once she accepts that swine’s rejection, she can think about starting anew with me,” I smile to myself.
Alyssa’s POV
I was hoping that if I came here and apologize to Leondre for my rude behavior, it will calm things between us but no, he doesn’t want to talk or look at me.
After Dan excuses himself to get the air out of the bar, I stare at my mate.
He is drinking, ignoring my existence.
“Aren’t you going to say a word to me?” I snap. He shakes his head and takes gulps of his drink. He’s looking at everyone in the bar but me.
“I’m sorry, Leon,”
“Nothing to be sorry about, I get that you’re still hurting,” he says but his tone says otherwise. He is still jealous that I hugged Erickson.
“It was just an innocent hug,”
“It’s more than that. I’ve learned that you’ve been getting closer and you confide in him lately,” he says, looking at me now. I get up from my chair and get on his lap, he doesn’t wrap his arms around my waist as he would.
“I’ve been hurting but I didn’t want to let you know or continue blaming yourself because, Leon, I know you do when you see me unhappy,” our bond makes it so that we can read through our mate’s emotions not only when they permit and take down the block but when they are vulnerable. I’ve heard him startle awake in his sleep or dream about the incident.
“I just don’t want you to walk on eggshells around me,” I say.
We continue to talk and drink, and I’m feeling so much better. I smile at the end of our talk and kiss his lips softly, he kisses my collarbone and I shudder, making a warm chill goes down my body.
“Have you smoked out a bong before?” He asks, I shake my head. I’ve never even smoked before.
“He orders a waiter to bring a bong that we try to smoke out of but I’m choking,”
“Why do you do that?” I cough. He stands up and takes my hand in his as we leave the bar.
Reaching the silver moon pack house, we go straight to the guest room.
He closes the door behind him and carries me, I squeal as I wasn’t expecting that… I wrap my legs around him as he kisses my body, he gently puts me on the sheets and hovers over me. Leon kisses me from head to toe, worshipping my body like a great art.
I was moaning and breathing erratically at this point. My hips arc up as he sucks my pussy
“Oh, fuck,”
I almost forgot how talented he is with that tongue of his. My fingers play in his hair and his thrusts get more savage.
“Oh baby, you taste so good,” he moans as he licks my cum. He appears over my face with a huge grin, kissing me and letting me taste myself.
He presses his hard erection on my entrance and thrusts in me slowly and gently. I am moaning softly and under him, I move my hips.
“Mhm, Allie,” he moans my name in ecstasy. His hand is around my neck as he pounds into my core.
“I love you always, Alyssa,” he was saying the words like a favorite song stuck in his head, and I wanted to hear it more than anything.
“I love you, I love you so much, my Allie,” my claws extended, and I was scratching his back, my fingers curled against the sheets. Pure Bliss overtook my senses, I was at the edge, and I bite his mark as I cum undone.
He keeps pumping in me, killing me with all his love and worship. We were one with my mate again and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“You’re so good, babe,”
I don’t know how I closed my eyes to sleep but I did with him still inside me. Warmness surrounded me as he held me close.
Leondre’s POV
I kissed her over again, worshipping her like the divinity she is, my goddess. I’m glad that she came here and we talked. I hold her close to me and kiss her. As soon as I close my eyes to sleep, I have the worst dream.
I’m in the middle of a battlefield, the ground is full of dead bodies of people I knew, my people. Rogues and slayers are attacking left and right, and a man whose face is burnt and wearing a black ensemble is standing tall on a cliff as he watches the chaos,
“Amacus,”
He is holding my mate and sister on either side. I run towards them while he laughs coldly, enjoying my despair as I scream, and just like that, he slits my sister’s throat. Arya’s teary gaze tormented me for a long time that I lost sight of my mate for a second
‘Mate,’ saga growls. I dart my gaze at Allie just as he kicks her off the cliff with his feet. I could hear the screams in my ears above the Wizard’s laughter.
I scream but my mate is gone,
‘Dad, Dad, where’s Mommy?’
The scene changed to a clearing, and my clothes still had blood. I frantically looked around, and a tall shadow is standing behind me. I feel dark power surround me, and a chill goes down my spine, I spin around and growl, charging at the Wizard and ready to rip him to shreds but I pass through him, he is a projection of himself.
He clicks his fingers, and we are back on the battlefield. I was once again standing at the bottom of the high cliff, watching as he had my mate and sister on their knees, they were crying for me to save them. I begin to climb up, this time at lightning speed but just like before I’m only halfway through when he slits Arya’s throat and pushes Allie off the cliff.
I scream louder when I hear the desperate little voice again. I was determined to get to him in my anger but again, he flicked his wrist and we were in the clearing. The event kept on repeating to me but some occurrences were clear, my men were dying, I saw Dan’s mate crying over his body, and Alpha Jacob was trying to wake his brother but Erickson was unresponsive. Enrique held a woman for dear life and begged her not to leave him again but she wasn’t going to make it with all that blood and injuries in her chest. Mom, dad, Denis, and Jake are gone.
I’m running after the man but like the last ten times, I don’t get to them. The little boy’s voice is more anguished as he asks about his Mommy.
“If I don’t get her, this is what I’ll do to your people,”
I am suddenly back at the castle. I am in a child’s room.
“Daddy? Where’s Mommy?” I turn around to see a beautiful boy with Sapphire blue eyes in front of me. He is about four years old with mixed features of Alyssa and me. He is my son, ours. I love him dearly. Tears well in my eyes as I kneel in front of him.
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