Chapter 22

Raven’s gaze is locked on a spot deep within the forest. Gradually, Blade emerges from the shadows.

He’s massive, the biggest wolf I’ve ever seen. I didn’t really notice him the last time we met—I was too busy thinking I was about to die.

Now, I have the chance to truly appreciate this magnificent wolf. He’s striking and noble. His silver coat sparkles in the sunlight, making it seem like tiny fireworks are exploding from his fur.

His golden eyes are bright and intense, radiating a royal dominance that sends a chill down Raven’s spine.

He approaches us slowly, stopping about a mile away. Raven stands and they close the gap between them, nuzzling and licking each other’s faces.

Their licks turn into playful nips as they wag their tails and frolic around each other like playful puppies.

They play and run until the sun is almost gone. The fireflies take flight and illuminate the clearing. It’s like a million tiny lights perfectly draped across the sky.

Blade and Raven are still rolling around, play fighting until Blade pins Raven beneath him.

He looks deeply into Raven’s eyes, and she gives him another kiss on his snout before I feel him shifting back to his human form. I follow his lead and shift too.

Zeke is lying on top of me, looking at me with pure adoration.

“I didn’t think I could love you any more than I already do. But... I guess I was wrong. Letting our wolves connect makes me feel even closer to you.

“Raven, she’s the most beautiful and unique wolf I’ve ever seen,” Zeke says.

I think my heart might burst right here and now.

“What did I do to deserve you?” I ask, reaching up to touch my mate’s handsome face.

“You’re perfect to me in every way,” I reply.

Zeke leans down, placing a gentle kiss on my lips. Sparks fly at the contact, sending a pleasurable jolt straight to my core.

I know Zeke feels it too. I feel him harden against my inner thigh.

“Mark me,” I whisper.

Zeke pulls back, looking at me with a mix of confusion and hope.

“Mark me. I want everyone to know I’m yours and only yours. Forever. Please, Ezekiel.”

His eyes darken. “Do you really mean that?”

I nod. “I want you. All of you,” I purr seductively.

He lets out a pleasurable groan before claiming my lips. We’re devouring each other as if we’ve been starved of contact for years.

Each breath I take, a moan escapes, but I still need more—more contact, more intimacy, more of ~him~.

Sparks are exploding along every inch of my skin, awakening every atom in my body as Zeke caresses every inch of me.

“I want to taste you,” he says as he kisses me from my neck to my breast, down to my stomach, before finally inching closer and closer to my core.

I can feel myself getting wet, eager for his touch. He grabs my thighs, trailing delicate kisses down them. The sensation makes me shiver in anticipation.

I arch my back, hoping to get the contact I so desperately need to ease my throbbing core, but it’s still not enough.

A fire ignites within me when I feel my mate’s tongue flicking at my clit, causing me to moan in sheer ecstasy.

The fire between my legs intensifies. Wave after wave, my pleasure increases.

He grips my thighs, pulling me closer to him, thrusting his tongue deeper into my core while simultaneously rubbing my clit with his thumb.

With one final flick, I’m sent over the edge and into euphoria. My back arches as I scream my mate’s name.

Zeke leans back for a moment, taking in my flustered appearance. “Are you sure you want this?”

“I’m sure. I want everyone to know who I belong to,” I say truthfully.

A low, possessive growl rumbles from my mate’s chest. His eyes are hooded with lust before he positions the head of his cock at my core.

We stare deeply into each other’s eyes as he slowly eases his way inside of me, my walls constricting around his cock. I scream out in a mix of pain and pleasure as his cock stretches and fills me.

He gives me a moment to get used to the sensation before slowly starting to thrust in and out.

All thoughts of the initial pain are long forgotten as the pleasure takes over and reignites the inferno in my core.

“Fuck! You feel so good,” he moans as he continues to thrust into my core.

“Harder,” I plead.

Zeke growls approvingly in response before thrusting harder and faster into me, the slap of skin echoing in the clearing.

He lets out a primal roar as he continues to plow into me. The sensation is becoming too much, and I can feel myself about to come undone again.

Zeke swiftly pulls me up so I am now straddling him. Zeke’s holding my waist and bouncing me up and down on his cock feverishly.

The new position hits new spots and gives me all new sensations of pleasure. I scream out as the raging inferno inside of me explodes.

I begin to shudder as my orgasm tears through me. Ezekiel continues to pound me down on his cock, grunting and moaning before he finds his own release, filling me with his warm seed.

I feel Zeke’s canines pierce my skin, causing me to cry out in a strange sense of pleasure. My eyes roll back into my head as Zeke’s feelings flood into my consciousness.

It’s overwhelming to feel how much love he has for me. I didn’t think it was possible to be as loved as I now know I am.

Giving in to my urge, I allow my canines to elongate and bite down into Zeke’s skin. He growls and then moans in response.

After we have come down from our release, we lick our marks, sealing them forever, finally completing our mate bond.

We roll onto our backs in the grass, looking up into the firefly-lit night sky.

~“I love you,”~ I mind-link Zeke.

~“I love you too, Little Wolf,”~ he minds-links in response, rolling onto his side, looking at me with adoration.

We lie there silently for a while, enjoying the moment before I eventually break the silence.

“I’m set to head home,” I tell Zeke.

“Um, alright...we can shift and run back, I guess?” he suggests, a bit awkwardly, as he starts to sit up.

I can’t help but laugh at his adorable awkwardness. “No, that’s not what I meant...not back to the pack house. I’m ready to go home with you, back to the palace.”

Ezekiel’s eyes light up. “Are you serious?”

I nod, grinning.

Ezekiel lifts me up into the air. My legs instinctively wrap around his waist as he spins me around.

“You’ve made me the happiest wolf, Olive Dubois!” he exclaims, his face beaming, as he showers my face and neck with kisses.

It doesn’t take long for me to feel his excitement as his cock’s head presses into my core again. My body responds instantly, my arousal evident as my fluids trickle down my thighs.

Zeke gives me a mischievous smirk before walking to the edge of the clearing. He pushes me up against a tree before his cock slips into my entrance.

I moan at the sudden intrusion before rocking my hips to grind his cock deeper into me.

Zeke’s chest rumbles as his wolf emerges, his striking golden eyes boring into mine at the sight of Raven clawing for control.

Deciding it’s time to finally let her have some fun, I willingly give her control of my body.

As my eyes change to Raven’s, Blade recognizes his mate. “Mine,” he growls. His voice is similar to Ezekiel’s but much more animalistic and deeper.

I’m just a passenger now, but I can feel all the pleasure as if I’m in control. I can feel Zeke’s presence as if he is touching and caressing me within my mind.

As Blade thrusts into Raven with force and speed, Raven pushes her hips forward so Blade is still holding her up but not as close to the tree.

With one hand Raven’s claws extend, digging into the bark of the tree. With the other she reaches down to our clit, starting to rub circles.

Blade catches the movement, following his mate’s hand to her center.

He licks his lips and growls approvingly, lowering his head to suck and nip our nipples before his lust-filled eyes fix back onto Raven’s.

He pulls away from the tree, throws Raven down onto the ground, and flips her over onto her hands and knees, ass in the air.

Blade quickly climbs behind her and fills her up with his cock once more.

He thrusts into Raven relentlessly, his claws shifting and digging into her hips, eliciting a moan from Raven.

I can feel the pressure building again before our climax rips through us once more.

Raven shudders at the sheer force of the climax, our pussy constricting their cock, causing Blade to grunt as he releases his seed.

They collapse onto the grassy floor, panting, before Zeke and I regain control.

“Wow,” Zeke says while catching his breath. “That was amazing.”

All I can manage is a nod.

It’s the strangest feeling to not be in control of your body yet also feeling Zeke’s touch in my mind and experiencing all the pleasure happening to my body.

I had never thought I would find my mate amongst wolves, let alone my mate be the Alpha King. How my life has changed for the better in such a short period of time.

~Wait. That’s a thought. We are now mated to the Alpha King.~

~Mmhmm, yes, we are,~ Raven purrs, content.

~No, Raven. That means we will be queen luna. Are we ready for this? Can I handle it?~

Ezekiel, sensing the internal battle now raging inside of me, pulls me closer, kissing me sweetly.

“I know you’re worried, but please don’t be. No one is going to force you to take on the role immediately, nor will they expect you to know exactly what you’re doing.

“But I know you will make an amazing queen and our pack will love you.”

I sigh, comforted by my mate’s words. His presence and touch alone bring me back to reality and out of my worrisome thoughts.

After lying together for a while, we eventually make our way back to the pack house. We have a quick shower and then climb into bed for some sleep.

Zeke’s arms are wrapped around me. The mate bond is stronger than ever, humming between the two of us in perfect unison. Two souls forming a whole, I am now complete.

As I drift off to sleep, the same green eyes that have been haunting my dreams for weeks now appear before me.

~“Tut-tut, child. Mated to a filthy, useless wolf. I am highly disappointed in you,”~ Asmodeus says.

“Your mating will only complicate things further for you when you need to kill him in order to take the throne,” he sneers.

I feel a rage bubble inside of me. I haven’t been able to communicate with him in the past, but I feel my mind reaching out before a connection is established.

“And what makes you think I want your throne?” I spit.

“Oh dear, you naïve little child. I won’t give you that choice,” he says before the connection dissipates.

I wake up, sweating and struggling to breathe. Zeke immediately sits up and rubs my back soothingly.

“Olive, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” he asks, concerned.

Shaking my head, I respond, “No…something is coming. Asmodeus. He’s going to try and force me to take the throne. He wants me to kill you.”

I look at him, tears welling in my eyes.

“Shhhhh, I’ve got you,” he says, pulling me to his chest. “It’s going to be okay. We will fix this together.”