“Yes. My mate is the best, although I biased. Her name is Lacy. She’s great. I think you will like her Luna.” He responds.
“I look forward to meeting her then.” I say and think to myself, wouldn’t it be nice to have a friend or two? ‘But I will always be the best friend. Remember something, I know where to hide the bodies Rebel!’ She huffs and I laugh inwardly. ‘You are the bestest and greatest friend and wolf a girl could ask for Rox. Never doubt it!’ I chuckle at her.
As we approach the pack house, I stop and look at the massive structure in front of me. I never got to see the pack house in Ironclaw pack. My father didn’t let me near it, so I don’t know how it compares. This place however, is massive. It looks modern with a craftsman style feel. There are several floors. It looks like a total of 5
floors. Outside are little houses, I guess that is for families and retired couples. “Is everything okay Rebel?” Austin asked.
I nod, awestruck by the sight. “It’s just this place is massive. I’ve never seen a place so big.”
He chuckles. “Well, it is larger than Ironclaw, for sure.” He says.
“I wouldn’t know. I never saw the pack house there.” I said absentmindedly. I didn’t even realize what I said when Austin asked, “You never saw the pack house there?”
Renz was also looking at me strange. I guess going to the pack house is a thing. Of course I wouldn’t know because I wasn’t allowed to be seen so I wouldn’t embarrass my father and his family, which he clearly didn’t want me to be a part of. “Oh, um, yeah, it’s a long story. I wouldn’t want to bore you with it. Shall we?” I said trying to distract them.
It seemed to work as they looked at each other and I think they were mind linking. Great, that means they are going to continue to probe me for information. I really don’t want to revisit all of my insecurities tonight or ever. As we step through the entry of the pack house, I’m once again floored by the grandness of the space. Hardwood floors, beams on the ceilings, everything has a very ranch style feel. “Welcome home Luna.” Renz says to me. I blush, not use to feeling like I have a home. “Thank you Renz.”
“AUSTIN!” was suddenly heard from somewhere, I’m not sure where. Out of no where, a very thin she-wolf comes running up to my mate with worry and lust in her eyes. I hear him groan in annoyance. Clearly, he doesn’t like whoever this is and I’m glad. Well, he doesn’t have to fight her off anymore. I’m here and I’m his mate. I step in front of him before she reaches him and she stops and glares at me. “WHO ARE YOU?! STAND ASIDE!” she yells at me.
Before Austin responds I take a step forward, “Who am I is Austin’s mate and your future Luna and I’m someone you don’t what on your bad side. I will not stand aside to you or anyone.” I said with as much attitude as she gave me. “Now, who are you?” I ask with very little concern in my tone. 1
“I’m Ceraline! I’m supposed to be Luna! Not some fat bitch like you!” she barked out.
Austin and Renz both growl ready to pounce on Ceraline, but once again, I stand in front, “Ceraline you say? Well, I’m sorry to inform you that you, in fact, are not Austin’s mate and therefore you will not be his Luna. Even if you had something going on with him before, which is highly doubtful, it’s over now. Otherwise, you would just be a glorified whore.” She looks at me dumbstruck so I continue, “In case you haven’t worked it out for yourself honey, your…services, are no longer needed.” I said sarcastically.
At that, Renz started laughing, “Damn Alpha, I can’t wait for her to be official. Luna is ruthless.”
“AUSTIN!” that whiny bitch screamed. “ARE YOU GOING TO LET THIS NOBODY TALK TO ME LIKE THAT?!”
“Perhaps you didn’t hear her Ceraline.” He said, putting his arms around me from behind. I lean back into him as Roxie purrs at his touch and smell, “This amazing woman is Rebel. She is my mate and your future Luna. Now, while she is clearly capable of speaking for herself, let me make myself clear. I have never once considered you an option for a mate. Fated, chosen or otherwise. I have said it enough times to you, that there will not be anything between us. And if I EVER hear you insult my mate again, promise or no promise, you will find your ass outside of this pack. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!” Austin said raising his voice at the end.
Ceraline’s eyes water and she nods her head, “Yes Alpha.”
“Good. Now if you will excuse us, we are going to bed. Good night.” He says harshly. I would feel bad, but I don’t. I’ve had enough insults in my life. This is a chance to have a new and better life with my second chance mate. He wants me, us. I’m not letting go of him anymore than he plans to let go of me and Roxie is in 100% agreement.
“Renz, I’ll see you in the morning. You may want to plan on leading the training.” Austin says. Renz smirks and then looks at me and says “Good night Luna. Good night Alpha.” He takes off to the 4th floor, leaving me alone with Austin who eyes have darkened with something akin to desire perhaps?
Austin POV
Damn, my mate might be nervous about our relationship, but she sure is fearless about defending it and me. That was the sexiest thing my woman did tonight. She staked her claim vocally and didn’t let another she-wolf near me. Not that I would have ever entertained another woman when Rebel is absolutely perfect.
I fight to hold back my laugh when she said Ceraline’s services were no longer needed. I’ll have to make sure Rebel understands I never used Ceraline’s services. I’m pretty damn sure there are no services I ever wanted to use from her anyway. Renz however, didn’t hold back his laughter, which made it harder for me not to join him. When I held my mate, I was very pleased when she leaned back into my chest. I can feel her softness through her shirt. I don’t know what Ceraline is saying about Rebel being fat, because to me, she is thick in all the right places and I’m looking forward to exploring every inch of my mate.
My mate is a bit of a mystery though. While walking back, Renz and I were questioning the same things. My mate is 23 years old, but only just met her first mate a couple of months ago. This seems unusual to both of us. Most wolves have a party on their 18th birthday and usually the Alpha attends and even more so with Rebel being the daughter of the former beta. If that is the case, she would have known that Cullen was her mate five years ago. Either she lied about Cullen or she didn’t celebrate her 18th birthday. Nothing about her seems like a lie, so I don’t think she celebrated her birthday. But why would her father, a former beta not celebrate his own daughter? He didn’t train her at the training facility either. He trained her privately. I don’t know how well he trained her, but that seemed odd to me too.
Then there was the shock that she never went to the pack house at Ironclaw. Why? How has she spent her 23 years of life in Ironclaw and never once see the pack house in her own pack? What about special occasions and events? Did she not attend those? It doesn’t seem like she understands the structure of the pack house either.
‘Renz, in the morning, we need to do some digging about Rebel and her place at Ironclaw. Something isn’t adding up with her.’ I mind link him as I grab Rebel’s hand and lead her to my floor. ‘Yes Alpha. Agreed, we also need to have a much more detailed conversation with her.’ He says.
‘I’ll talk to her in the morning. Right now, it’s late and we need to get some sleep.’ I tell him. ‘Are you going to have her accept you as her Alpha tonight at least?’ he asks. ‘Yeah, I need to have a connection with her in case she isn’t ready for my mark.’ I reply. I close the link and turn my attention back to my beautiful mate.
“Do you understand the structure of pack houses Rebel?” I ask her as we are going up the stairs.
She looks down, embarrassed, “Um, not really.” It’s clear she feels uncomfortable and it upsets me that I don’t know her background to understand how to fix it. I don’t focus on that though. I will get to the bottom of this situation tomorrow.
“Okay, I’m going to give you a general overview of a pack house. Pack house sizes vary from pack to pack, but typically, it’s the main area of any pack. The first floor is usually the common area. Everyone will gather there at meal times. If there are special events or important meetings, it will be held on the first floor. The second floor is usually for guests and omegas that are unmated and work in the pack house. Floor three is reserved for my gamma Jessup and his mate and any family members such as pups. Fourth floor is for Beta Renz and it’s set up the same way. The fifth floor is ours.” I looked at her carefully as I said that last part. It looked like she was absorbing the information I was telling her and it wasn’t overwhelming her.
She blushes and I think she just realized what the fifth floor being ours means. She’s brave enough to step in front of an unknown threat but shy around me. She doesn’t have any experience with men, and I’m happy to know it will only ever be me who will give her every good experience in her life. I inwardly smirk when I see her take a breath and lift her chin with weak confidence. “So our room is on the fifth floor?”
I smile gently and wonder how hard that was for her to ask. “Yes darling. Now, it’s late, and I’m sure you are tired. Let’s head up.” I reach for her hand and leading the way.
As we enter our room, I hear her gasp. I look over and her eyes are closed and she exposes her neck in submission. My eyes darken with desire for this woman. My mate, beautifully submitting to me is a sight to behold. I put my arm around her waist and nip her neck accepting her submission. She gasped and opened her eyes in shock, like she didn’t realize what she was doing.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize -” she starts to say. But I cut her off, “Darling, submission is part of our bond. Your instinct took over, nothing to be sorry about.” I say to her reassuringly.
“Oh. Your scent is really amazing.” She says as she closes her eyes and gently inhales. I can see her body that was tense a few minutes ago, calm down and relax. Out of curiosity, I ask her, “How do I smell to you?”
She opens her eyes and smiles, and all my blood goes straight to my cock, again. Her smile is beautiful and it makes her eyes shine brighter. “You smell like salted citrus and driftwood. It’s sweet and savory and musky. It’s delicious.” I raise my eyebrow to her. “Delicious, huh? I don’t think I’ve ever been accused of smelling delicious.” I press her closer to me and bury my head into her neck and inhale her honeysuckle and jasmine scent and my mouth starts to water. I hear a small gasp and an even tinier moan escape those luscious full lips. I put my forehead to hers, “Goddess I want to taste your lips. I need to taste them. May I?” I ask her. I don’t want to overwhelm her but I’m desperate for her. She has no idea what she does to me. Her cheeks blush again and she gives me a small nod.
I gently press my lips against her and tighten my arms around her. I feel her full breasts press against my chest. It gets even better when I feel her gasp against my body and I waste no time taking her full mouth as I gently push her against the door and press the entire length of my body against hers. I’m a greedy bastard, so I plunge my tongue into her and explore every inch of her mouth as I feel her melt into my arms. I hear a louder moan vibrate against my chest and I growl my approval. I’m fucking elated right now. She tastes like a realm more divine than heaven and I already know I’m never going to be able to get enough of her in this lifetime or the next. She starts tapping my shoulder and I pull away reluctantly from her only to see those sexy mounds of her move up and down as she breathes. Goddess I want nothing more than to dive my mouth in on her breasts right now, but I need to focus on one other thing before we go to bed. “Darling, now that you are here and you don’t intend to go back to Ironclaw, would you be willing to accept me as your Alpha? I would like to and need to know you are safe and that you can reach me if something is wrong. We could do it right now before we go to bed.” She looks at me confused as if she doesn’t understand what I’m asking. “You understand what I’m asking you, right?” I ask her. How does she not know what I’m talking about? This is taught in school to all the pups.
She looks down, embarrassed, “Um, I’m sorry I don’t know what you mean but I will accept you. You’re my mate, so I can trust you mean no harm, right?”
I’m not sure what expression is on my face, but I think it’s about to make her cry. What wolf doesn’t understand what accepting an Alpha of a pack means? This is basic stuff you learn in school. You learn pack history, hierarchy, mates, and of course all the normal courses like reading, writing, math, science, and all of the other subjects. “I would never mean you any harm Rebel. Accepting me as your Alpha simply means you accept being a part of my pack and me as the leader of the pack. It gives you the ability to mind link with people of the pack, hear when there are threats and more. You should have learned this in school.” I say the last section to see her reaction, and as I thought, she blushes and I feel the nervousness radiate from her aura. She’s feeling really uncomfortable. I don’t think she ever went to school. What the hell are they doing over there in Ironclaw?
“Rebel, we will talk more about this tomorrow. I think I need to understand a lot more about your past to help you moving forward. In the mean time, I will ask you if you accept me as your Alpha and then, you will respond in a similar fashion. You will say, ‘I, and then your name, accept you, then my name, as my Alpha.’, and then I will cut my hand and you will drink my blood. At that point, you will feel the tether from Ironclaw break and the tether from Blackstone snap into place. Okay?”
She nods and I begin, “Do you, Rebel Lawson, accept me, Austin Willis of the Blackstone pack as your Alpha?”
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