A year later
Alice -
Being a Luna was never part of my plan, but it was my destiny, and now I was loving it. I am Alice Anderson, a hybrid wolf with a werewolf father and a mother who was a witch. That makes me special. Not always in a good way. After going through several trials and tribulations, I was finally at ease with Lucian. I am Luna of the Crimson Shadow pack and Lucian Blake is my mate. Generally, life was good. I loved living in the pack, and there weren't any more death threats.
"Please put the couch here," I instructed the betas and omegas who were hauling the furniture into our newly renovated home. I had designed the interiors myself. It had been a tedious and tiring process, especially when Lucian was barely interested. He had given me the free rein to do whatever I wanted, with the house. It was a good thing, but I was expecting him to be a bit more excited about the whole project. He had been busy, handling the pack and business issues, leaving me to my house reconstruction activity.
"Thank you, that will be all." I dismissed the wolves who had been helping around and walked across the entertainment hall with a huge flat-screen TV at the other end. I had got this built in the basement. Furthermore, I leaned against the sofa and wished Lucian was there. We didn't have a proper conversation in a long time. Our schedules had been just too erratic. I had missed him. Missed his touch, his kisses. I was nearing my heat; hence, I was getting wet just thinking about him. He was gorgeous in both his human and wolf form. I was running my fingers over my neck, trying to dispel those amorous thoughts. I stepped back into the living room to see a determined Lucian marching towards me. Grabbing me by the upper arms, he picked me up and sat me on the stylish wooden cupboard which I had got placed just hours ago.
"I wasn't expecting you," I stammered, as his hands ran up under my skirt. I gasped as his fingers stroked my thigh.
"I had no such plans. I thought I could get some work done since you were busy with the house fixing," he muttered over my mouth before crushing my lips beneath his.
"Instead, I find my mind filled with thoughts of us. Do you know what that's like? To try to listen to my Betas reading out reports while your arousal and thoughts creep into my mind?"
"I'm sorry, I wasn't doing it intentionally, but we both decided to keep our minds open."
"Does it look like I am complaining? " He grinned, pulling me and placing a series of kisses down my neck. The furniture I was on shuddered with our movements, he kissed me fiercely. I held on to him as he ground against me and prayed the wood was put together well.
"Wait," I managed to speak when we broke off the kiss, his mouth was on my breasts now.
"We are in the living room, someone might walk in and I don't want to break all this new furniture."
"Nobody's around," he replied.
"Lucian, stop! Your mom...." I said, pushing him off me as I spotted her walking through the living room door.
"Lucian? Have you seen your sister?" Lucian's mother asked aloud. He groaned and sprang apart. I stifled a giggle and buttoned my shirt, which he had opened haphazardly.
"Lenora is Luna of the Red pack mom, she doesn't stay here anymore." He sighed, running his hand through his hair.
"Is it? But she is just 16!" His mother said.
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