Chapter 29%
I woke up to something warm trailing along my shoulder. A finger. No, a nose. Then teeth. Nipping
“Are you trying to eat me?” I mumbled without opening my eyes.
Callan’s voice rumbled against my skin. “You marked me. I’m making sure it’s permanent
I cracked one eye open. He was propped on one elbow, shirtless, and clearly too proud of himself,
“You bit me too. genius.”
He smirked. “And I plan to keep doing it. Repeatedly. Everywhere.”
I groaned and shoved a pillow into his face. “You’re worse than my wolf.
Your wolf likes me”
“She tolerates you.”
He pulled the pillow away and kissed my jaw. “She purred last night”
“That wasn’t purring.” I said, trying not to smile. “That was her trying not to kill you mid–thrust“: Callan laughed, and damn it, it was annoyingly sexy.
I rolled over, facing him. He looked 100 comfortable–hair a mess, li
lips swollen from exactly how good he was in bed. And he did
n all the kissing, eyes lazy and smug like he
e knew
“You’re staring,” he said.
“I’m judging ”
“I’m naked,” he added helpfully &
I narrowed my eyes. “That’s not an achievement.”
“No?” He leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine, slow and teasing. “Because last night, you said-”
“Finish that sentence and I’ll bite you somewhere very unpleasant.Z
He raised both hands in surrender. “Kinky
I snorted and shoved at him again, but he caught my hand and pulled me into him. Our legs tangled under the sheets, and I ended up half on top of him, my cheek against his chest. His heartbeat was steady. Soothing &
1 like waking up to this,” he murmured.}
I ran my fingers across the mark on his neck. “Yeah. Me too.”
We stayed like that for a while, just holding each other, our wolves calm for once. No tension. No fear. Just us.”
Then he said, “So breakfast, or round two?“;
I grinned into his chest. “Food first. Then fill decide if you earned a sequel.”
We finally got dressed–reluctantly–and made our way to the main hall. The moment we stepped in, Jalen let out a dramatic gasp.
“Look who survived the mating marathon!” he announced, loud enough for the entire pack to hear.}
Tony was already seated at the table, drinking coffee with a smirk on his face. “Took you long enough. We thought we’d have to send in a search party, or a cold shower”
Callan didn’t even flinch. He pulled me closer by the waist and said dryly. “Envy doesn’t look good on you two
Jalen scoffed. “Please Im just shocked the walls didn’t collupse.”
Tony added, “Or that she can still walk ́T
My face went hot. I elbowed Callan in the ribs, but he just grinned like the smug Alpha he was.l
“Keep talking,” he said, glaring at them playfully. Til assign both of you to border patrol. Night shift in winter“?
“Aipha abuse,” Jalen mumbled I
“Mate privilege,” Callan shot back
I rolled my eyes, but i was smiling. The teasing didn’t bother me–not when his hand was still resting low on my back, possessive and
And honestly? i didn’t mind thern knowing. He was mine now. And I was his l
The doors to the hall suddenly opened, and a young messenger stepped inside, holding a sealed envelope
“Thesis for Luna Quinn” he announced, walking straight toward us
stepped in front of me before I could react. He took the letter first, eyes narrowing. He sniffed it like a bloodhound, checking for posson úr something worse
Tony burst out laughing. “Damın, Callan, you’re paranoid. It’s just paper”
sometime
attan shot him a dry look. Trm just being protective of my Luna. Try it someti
the latter, but the tension in his stance didn’t ease. Lopened it with careful fingers, already feeling a sense of dread i My eyes scanned the letter, and I gasped “The Silverclaw Pack they’re starving. They’re out of food and medicine”
pl reading, and I froze My throat fightened Tider Thorn is dead,” I whispered. The tears came too fast to stop. I crumpled
chest, burying my fac
3:55 PM ď ď
His arms wrapped around me instantly, strong and grounding. “We’ll take them in,” he said firmly. “The Silverclaw Pack will have food. shelter, everything they need. And Elder Thorn have the honorable burial he deserves. I promise you that
I nodded against him, still crying but filled with so much gratitude: “Thank you” I whispered “Thank you for always standing by me
Five Years Later – Quinn’s POV
