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I roll over, my body moving to lie on Harry's back. His skin is hot against mine and I nuzzle my face into his shoulder, wrapping my arms around his chest. He remains asleep but grabs my hands, holding them close to his chest.

Our heats were very interesting. We were there for each other and I know now that he's serious about this. Harry never made sure he was first; it was always me. But when I had helped him, I did with all my care.

My eyelashes flutter against his cheek, causing his dimples to appear. Since he's still sleepy, I decide to leave him alone and rest on him, my bare back hit by the sun's rays. I've allowed myself to be seen by him willingly, but I still put my panties on after our heats. He's in his boxers, but I had found it slightly amusing how he'd moan if I had squeezed his bare bottom last night.

But we still hadn't completely mated. I'm just not ready. If we are to mate, we need to be in love. I feel as though we are on our way though; the adoration we have for each other enough to know that we could potentially fall in love.

"Mae," he mumbles, my lips pressing to his shoulder.

"Harry," I copy, lowering my voice to meet his.

"Stop. I need to sleep," he groans, my lips moving to his neck.

"You didn't need to sleep last night," I tease, his lips curved as I kiss his skin.

He starts moving and I slide off his back, his body moving over mine. His weight is heavy and I laugh, his hands holding mine down.

"There. Now I can sleep," he smiles, my lips releasing a laugh.

"Harry, get up," I say, his hands pinning me down.

"No. I quite like looking at you," he says, his body leaning up to rake his eyes over my mostly naked body.

"Stop," I groan, his hands letting mine go as he wraps his arms around my body.

"You didn't say stop last night," he retaliates, saying my words I had spoken only a few minutes ago.

"Such a boy, wolfie," I smile, wrapping my arms around his neck as he smiles.

"I'm a man, Mae. Do I have to prove it to you?" he smirks, my head nodding.

"You're too much of a boy to me," I say, shrugging my shoulders as his eyes flicker with amusement.

"Oh, you're gonna get it now," he say, burying his face in my neck and sucking on my skin. I laugh and grab the nape of his neck, feeling his lips curve against my skin.

"Stop it. I'm a man," he groans, my fingers ruffling through his messy hair.

"I know you're a man. Trust me," I blush. He definitely doesn't have a little 'thing'.

"Oh, you're thinking about me. You're blushing," he grins, my eyes rolling.

He smiles and presses his lips to mine, neither of us caring about our morning breath for it's not very existent. We only had an hour of sleep.

His hands slide up to my cheeks and I grab his wrists, his soft lips moving with mine. As we're deep in the kiss, a knock on the door sounds and Harry immediately shifts to cover me.

"What?" he grits, my lips pressing to his neck.

"We're having a pack meeting in an hour," Riker says, my lips sucking on his neck. He groans in my ear and I smile, continuing my attempt to mark him with a love-bite.

"Fine."

His response is firm, my tongue running over the newly purple skin on his neck.

"There. I claim you," I say, his eyes glinting a yellow color.

His lips are on mine in a millisecond, holding me to him. My arms wrap around his body and my hands hold onto his shoulders, wrapping my leg around his waist to bring him closer.

"You're mine," he whispers, my eyes closing as he kisses my temple.

He flutters his eyelashes on my cheek and I laugh, his body lifting to look at me with a smile. My head turns to face him and he kisses the tip of my nose.

"Come on," he says, rolling onto his back before crawling out of bed.

"Can I have your shirt?" I ask, his hand tossing his shirt at my face.

"Thanks, wolfie," I say, his laugh ringing through my ears. I sit up and put the shirt onto my torso, his hands grabbing my waist and lifting me into his arms.

"Harry!" I laugh, his strength never ceasing to amaze me. My arms fling around his neck and he carries me to the bathroom, pressing his lips to mine.

"I want to shower with you," he whispers against my lips, my eyes opening to meet his.

I nod and he sets me down, grabbing my waist and kissing me again.

Our shower is amazing. Harry washes my body and I wash his, the touches soft and gentle. He holds my waist and respects me, just as I respect him. There were a few touches Harry gives me, like squeezing my bottom or grabbing my chest, that make me laugh and enjoy. I like his bottom a lot, my hands constantly squeezing his.

He wraps me in a towel and wraps one around his waist, walking with me out of the bathroom.

"You're coming with me to this meeting," he says, my head nodding.

I get dressed and he grabs my hand after we change, leading me downstairs to the meeting room. Everyone is in the room and I'm pulled onto Harry's lap, the other girls on their mate's lap. I don't really talk to them because Harry and I are together most of the time.

"We have to report that Dean was killed by Louis and Andy last night," Alex starts, my eyes widening. Harry kisses the back of my neck and I feel his hand tighten on my waist.

"Alpha Jim is after us. Still. Security needs to be increased and we need to protect Luna and our mates," he says, Gemma giving me a look from across the table. She's angry at me. I didn't ask to take Luna; it was given to me.

"That being said, we're taking shifts," Harry chips in.

"I'll take first shift tonight, with Seth, Keith, and Riker. The second will be Alex, Hayes, and Vic."

The men continue talking about a plan, my eyes flashing to something outside. My body jolts and Harry takes notice, soon my father's voice ringing through my ears. But this time, I can't move. My body falls and I shut my eyes, hearing him say how much of a bitch I am for causing one of his wolves to die after killing his mate.

When I open my eyes again, Harry and Isaac are in front of me. I try to sit up, but I can't hear anything besides my father's menacing words. I'm motionless as they try to talk to me.

Harry leaves my line of vision and I try to look at him, my back arching as my father says horrible things to me. The house is filled with wolves in seconds, my body lifted by one. They run fast and I attempt to block out my father's voice.

I'm set down and my eyes remain shut, trying to fade the words.

"Get her out of here," someone unrecognizable says, my body placed in someone else's arms.

Something is placed in my mouth and it tastes funny, my eyes rolling back into my head as I feel completely dizzy.

When I wake up, I'm cold. I immediately shift into my wolf and keep my eyes closed.

Have a nice sleep, Esmae? My father says, my eyes opening to see his wolf right in front of me.

I came to believe that you weren't going to wake up. Such a pity you did.

My eyes shut, my entire body sore. Whatever he drugged me with is making me extremely tired.

I'm happy to let you know that your mate is suffering ten times worse than you are.

The feeling running through me in this moment is fear. As my heart drops to the floor, I struggle to stand and fall back down. He laughs bitterly at my failure.

He begged I hurt him rather than you. Harry's weak, Mae. That boy won't save you.

What have you done to him? I yell, huffing.

Good standard wolfsbane, just like your punishment. He's barely alive.

A tear escapes my eye, my whimper heard throughout the room. This hurts more than his drugs do.

Come. I want you to see him.

My body is lifted by two other wolves, carrying me around. I can barely focus, but I remember how to get to the room they're keep him in.

I'm dropped on the floor and I look up, seeing Harry's arms tied to a wall, his chest burned because of the wolfsbane. His head is hung low, too weak to hold it up.

All he wants to do is save you.

My eyes squeeze shut and I focus on Harry. I'm okay, Harry. I'm right here.

I open my eyes to see his hands fisting, forcing his head up. His eyes are bloodshot but he soon struggles against the restraints, my body shifting and attempting to run to him. I'm grabbed before I reach him, his yells excruciating to hear.

"Mae!" he yells, my nails digging into the skin of the man holding me.

"Let go of me! Harry!" I cry, his arms flexing but he winces at the restraints. I'm taken out of the room and I shift while the man holds me. He drops me and I try running back to his room, my father shoving me into a wall.

Stupid girl. You'll never learn, he nags, taking me back to my room.

Harry will be okay; I will find him again.

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