Chapter 11

I wake up in Malachi's arms. He held me all night and didn't even try anything because of what

happened with William. I turn and see Malachi still fast asleep. “He is so adorable.’ I think, admiring

his features. I don't want to wake him, so I get up slowly. I'm wearing some of his clothes he gave

me last night to sleep in, but I don't change. I walk through the door to go to the kitchen for some

coffee.

As I'm walking down the stairs, I hear laughter from the kitchen and as I enter, I look around to find

Amelia and Paul. They turn my way. "Good morning, Chloe,” Amelia says, smiling. "Good morning

you two love birds,” I say. "Chloe, I'm sorry about last night,” Amelia tells me. "Amelia, don't

apologize; none of this was your fault. William was a psychopath, and he would have found me

somehow," I say, grabbing Amelia's hand to squeeze it. "I love you, Chloe. I was supposed to be

protecting you, and I failed,” she says with a tear running down her cheek as her head hangs with

guilt.

Paul glances between us., "I'm going to let you girls talk," He says, kissing Amelia's cheek before

swiftly walking out of the kitchen. "Amelia, I have to tell you something about William," I state

gravely. "What is it?" she asks. "He was the father of Kali's baby. He knew who I was. He came here

from New York to find me,” I say, starting to cry. "Oh, no," she gasps. "What am I supposed to tell

Kali? I'm freaking out," I say. "You can't tell her anything Chloe. She can't know about my kind," she

explains. "I know, but now she’s never going to have the chance of a happy life with the father of

her baby and it's all my fault” I cry with my own guilt coursing through my body.

"It's not your fault. He was a crazy person who was obsessed with you," she claims. I keep my eyes

looking down at the counter where my hands are fidgeting. "I need to call Kali," I say as I stand to

leave the kitchen. Once I'm inside my room, I pull out my phone to call Kali. She answers right away.

"Aunt Chloe!" she says. "Kali, how are you doing?" I ask, trying to sound normal. “I'm doing so much

better. I took your advice and told my mom about the pregnancy. She wasn't even that upset. She

said she couldn't be mad at me for something that happened to her at my age,” she explains with

relief.

"I'm so glad she’s not mad. You don't need to be stressed; it's bad for the baby," I say just as

Malachi walks, his eyes widening at the word baby. "Chloe, you're pregnant?!" he questions in

shock, but I could see happiness shining in his eyes. "Kali, I have to go. I'll call you later. Love you!" I

say quickly and I hang up.

Malachi sat down next to me on the bed, patiently waiting for my answer. "No, Malachi. I'm not

pregnant. We only started having sex a few days ago how could I be pregnant?” I laugh and he

laughs too. "Sorry I got excited,” he admits, running his hand over the back of his neck. "Wait, you

want me to be pregnant?” I ask and watch him shrug his shoulders. "That is what our kind lives for.

We find our mates and make a family,” he says, smiling and my heart clenches as I imagine Malachi

holding a baby.

With a sigh I explain the actual situation. "I'm sorry it's not me that's pregnant. It's my niece. She is

pregnant with the child of that psycho from last night; he was stalking me because of some pictures

he saw on my sister's fireplace,” I say, and Malachi looks at me for a moment before he speaks. "I'm

so glad

I got to you when I did," he says, more to himself. I can see the hurt in his eyes. I move myself onto

his lap and straddle him. He puts both his hands on my ass to hold me in place as I look into his

eyes. "You saved me, Malachi. Nothing else matters,” I tell him.

I lift my shirt over my head, revealing a white lace bra and he smirks when he looks down my body

then up to meet my eyes. He grabs the back of my neck, pulling my hair only a little to give him

more space to plant his soft kisses, trailing them down to my breast. I exhale slowly at the sensation

his kisses spread over my skin, and then bring my gaze back to him.

I grab the bottom of his shirt and take it off, throwing it to the floor. Malachi stands with me still

straddling him as I run my hand through his brown hair.

I let him put me down and stare at his body, taking my attention to the tattoo in the middle of his

stomach that shows his birth year. I lead him to the bed, and he lays back, propping himself up with

his elbows to keep his gaze on me. I spread his legs so I can fit my body between them and kneel,

while my finger traces the tattoo that says 1994 on his torso. He shivers at my touch and he's

already hard as a rock. I trail soft kisses along that same tattoo, thanking the Moon Goddess for

creating such an exceptional creature. I unbuckle his pants and start to pull them down slowly while

his heated gaze follows my every move.

I pull down his boxers, revealing his massive shaft, wasting no time in grabbing it firmly in my hand.

Malachi throws his head back with a groan. I love the way he reacts to my touch, so I take him into

my mouth, sucking on the tip to start, then taking more of him, causing his breath to hitch in his

throat. I pick up the pace, and he moans deeply. I glance up to watch him and our eyes meet as I

take all of him in, the way he calls out my name makes me move faster and a few seconds later my

mouth is filled with a warm, salty substance. I don't even bother to spit it out. I want all of him, so I

swallow.

Malachi looks at me and brings his thumb to my lips. "That was amazing,” He smiles, his chest rising

from the excitement. "Malachi, you make me feel things I've never felt before. I don't ever want it to

end.” I say. "l will never leave you, Luna,” he promises, picking me up to lay me on the bed. He

hovers over me before crashing his lips into mine in a passionate kiss. 1 pull away only for a

moment. "Malachi?" I say quietly. "Yeah?" he responds, searching my features. "I love you too!” I

whisper and when he hears those words, his eyes light up.

"Luna, you don't know how long I've been waiting for this," he says, resting his forehead against my

own. We are quickly brought out of our little moment by Amelia swinging the door open. Malachi

grabs the sheet to cover himself. "Hey, did you forget how to knock," I say laughing, but stop when I

notice her concerned expression.

"William is all over the news." she blurts out.