Chapter 50 – Getting His Mate in Exchange

“Can I ask you a question, Edwina?” He asked; normally, I don’t like it when someone has to ask your permission before asking you a question. It would only mean that they were about to ask you something hard or something that you would be relatively uncomfortable about, and to me, I am not sure I have an answer to hard questions.

“What is that?” I asked back, not responding with a yes or no. I do that often to keep my options open.

“Who are you loyal to, the night howlers or Ben?”

I knew it. He was going to ask me a question I wouldn’t be able to answer truthfully. Why can’t he just ask me questions about my loyalty to him and Ben? That would have been a much easier question to answer.

“None of them,” I replied truthfully, and he sighed.

“Why?” he asked again.

“Because they had both done me a great disservice, I grew up hating the night howlers because of how I was treated as a kid and having not being considered one of its own. Also, I can’t be loyal to Ben because he wasn’t loyal to me,” I explained explicitly.

“So you aren’t loyal to the territory. This is a pack, and you are it’s Luna. How do we have a Luna who isn’t able to give her best to the pack?”

He retorted. I expected that reaction from him because he wouldn’t understand what it meant for me growing up, dejected and not in a good headspace.

He asked the question that I knew I wouldn’t struggle with because I knew for sure where my loyalty lies.

“So what about me or Ben? Who are you loyal to?”

“You are my husband and I swore my loyalty to you the day that I agreed to be your wife,” I said subtly.

“I am not sure how you can swear your loyalty to the Alpha of a pack and not to the pack itself.

He made a lot of sense because it was automatically attached to it.

“I am an alpha whose pack doesn’t see him as a capable leader because he is a cripple, but that doesn’t change the fact that I will protect its honor and swear all my loyalty to it. That’s what I want from you, Edwina, I know you have been dejected. I know that you have been looked down upon as worthless, but that shouldn’t change the fact that we will stand by the honor of the pack and defend it against everyone who poses any form of threat to the realm.”

I glared at him. I was so sure at that moment that this man was a man of integrity. His words suddenly pushed me to say it.

I bowed my head to him, “I swear my loyalty, my husband, not just to you but to the night howler’s territory, to protect its honor from anyone that poses any form of threat to it.”

He smiled at me, and I knelt down as he took my lips into his with a long passionate kiss.

Edwina’s POV…

If there were one thing I could openly say I am happy for, that would be the truce with Alex. Should I call it a truce? I could just say we found a temporary common ground.

It’s been three days since Ben’s escape, and everything has been silenced. We were still trying so much to manage information and limit people’s access to the night howlers pack.

I stood in front of the old painting of the late Luna, Alex’s mum, and then recalled the secret about Alex’s birth that had accidentally slipped off from Becca.

I was still finding it so hard to believe that such a huge secret had been kept from him in the past, and he still doesn’t know,

He has indeed been through a lot, and I can’t help but wonder what specifically has been deliberately kept from him.

If he doesn’t know that his mother wasn’t a wolf but rather a human, such a big detail that was skipped, what else doesn’t he know about?

My hands trailed down the rungs, and I took note of every piece of painting on the wall, from the arctic drawing of the first ever night howlers’ war to the drawing of the moon goddess’ first encounter with the Luna. I wondered why the moon goddess hadn’t interacted with me yet.

A Luna in every pack is expected to be the one bridge between the pack and the moon goddess, directly hearing from the moon goddess and passing her message to the people.

But the night goddess has never talked to me since I assumed the position of the Luna. Maybe it was because I wasn’t a wolf and did not have any ability to connect to the spiritual. I glared more at the painting; I was hoping there was more to me that could help so well in the upcoming war against the sizzlers. I was still caught deep in thoughts and had not noticed when a young girl had entered the room; with her natural blonde hair and oval-shaped face, this young lady would be no more than nineteen years of age.

“Good morning, ma’am,” she greeted with a smile and slightly bowed down. I hate it when people do that. To them, it was a sign of acknowledgment for the higher ranks.

“Good morning, ” I replied.

“Your relaxation bath is ready,” she announced. I had asked for a relaxing bath, and I wanted to know if I could clear my head off the whole Ben’s saga. I thought of every one of my best and worst memories with him.

Truly ever since he escaped prison, he has been the one thing on my mind.

As I dipped myself into the cold water which had risen sprinkled on it, my mind immediately went to a day in which we made love. It was the only time we didn’t just fuck, but made love. It was on our wedding night.

He had gotten out of the shower and saw me lying there gloriously half-naked. Maybe the reason I was remembering this particular memory was because of the way the water was making me feel right now, immensely dipped in its sweetness and soaking in its calmness.

He was wrapped waist down with a white towel as his waistline exposed his cores and gave me a mental picture of what was underneath the towel.

I was pleased because I knew then I had married such a fine man, the envy of a lot of people, and I get to have him as mine.

“I was just about coming over to strip you off your clothes, good thing we are on the same page,” he had said, smiling sheepishly and keeping his devilish grin on his face. There was always something about his grin that turned me on immediately.

I shivered as he ran his hands down my body, my breaths were coming fast and short, and I heard him chuckle. What I was doing was risky; hell, this was me surrendering my totality to him. I’d sworn to myself I’d never try it, to give myself totally to someone in this manner.-these were the types of things people did that made them fall in love, but the daredevil side of me had been intrigued, and here I was. He walked to a cabinet on the other side of the room and pulled it out. He then brought a rope and a blindfold.

I was getting nervous as he approached me, and the smile wasn’t leaving his face.

And then here I was in our room lying down on our king-sized bed with my eyes blindfolded, my arms above me, and my wrists bound. The bind on my wrists was loose; I could tug them off if I wanted, but I wasn’t going to do that; I hated to admit it, but I was enjoying myself, and Ben hadn’t even started. I had fucked Ben before, even before we had gotten married, but there was something about how intentional about sex he was on that very day.

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