***Zanet**
"I thought I was going crazy,"
Talia whimpers as her memories fade away, both of us opening our eyes.
"I even went to the pack psychiatrist to get help," she begins to sob.
"I was suffocating inside but I couldn’t let myself crumble under the pressure. I tried so hard to be the perfect Luna because everyone was counting on me," She sighs, shaking her head in disbelief.
"But it was all for nothing.In the end, I didn’t matter to anyone, not to my pack, not to my mate, not to my gamma, and most definitely not to my own sister!"
She pauses for a moment to collect her thoughts, holding her head in her hands.
When I attempt to comfort her by wrapping my arms around her, she flinches, raising her head back up to wipe her tears.
"I didn’t matter to the people I most cared about," she mumbles.
"And I was an i***t to believe I ever would."
You matter to me_, I want to say, resting my chin on her shoulder and holding her tightly.
"It’s okay," she sighs.
"I’m definitely done trying to live up to other people’s expectations," she adds.
"So before we go any further, we need to discuss some things first." She says, turning her head to face me.
"I know heirs are important to wolves, especially to Alphas and I’ve proven to not be the most fertile away now.I struggled so much for Kota and I definitely don’t need to be treated like a disappointment for being unable to get pregnant right away.I’m not a breeding w***e, understand?"
I don’t even flinch, nodding my head adamantly at her.
Pups have never even crossed my mind, my only concern thus far being that I be good enough for her.
"Good," She sighs in relief.
"I am also not interested in being y= anyone’s Luna or having any more gammas for that matter, so if I you have a pack you plan to take over, find another Luna to take my place.I’m not slaving away for people who will only turn their backs on me when I need them most."
I chuckle softly to myself and squeeze her tightly, wondering what pack on earth would possibly want me as it’s Alpha? Nodding that I understand her concern, she proceeds with her next condition.
"One more thing, Zane, and this is non-negotiable," She adds quietly, biting her lower lip nervously.
My heart beats loudly in my chest as I lean forward to listen to N closely.She takes a deep breath and looks at her hands resting on her lap.
"No marking." My heart sinks to the pit of my stomach, Grayson going into a fit of rage.
No marking? He scoffs.
How the hell is the world supposed to know that we belong to each other if she does not bear our mark? Perhaps she is ashamed of having me for a mate? I wonder, dread washing over me.
Seeing the look of worry on my face, she hurries to explain.
"I’m not ashamed to bear your mark.I-I just don’t see the point.I wore a mark proudly for years like an i***t, meanwhile my mate dishonored our bond with my sister to the knowledge of everyone in my pack," she adds quickly.
"It means nothing to be marked if your mate can still degrade the bond with ease.Humans don’t mark each other and it’s never hindered our relationships.We are free to love and date whoever we please without having to tie our souls together and I’d prefer to keep it that way."
I'm sorry, what part of my tail and snout remotely resemble a human to you, lady? Grayson sneers.I do not date, I mate...
FOR LIFE!!!!!
"Besides," she smiles timidly.
"What's to stop you from finding someone else who makes you happier than I ever could? Or better yet, someone who can give you a pu-"
I don’t give her a chance to speak anymore nonsense, cupping her cheeks and pressing my lips against hers.
At first, she doesn’t move, her eyes wide open as she stares back at mein shock.
Gathering up the last of my courage, I move my lips a little until she slowly melts against me and deepens the kiss, parting her lips so that our tongues meet for a tender dance.
The moment they touch, the world fades away completely until we are all that I lower her body against the bed and lay between her legs, our lips never parting as we mold ourselves to each other.
My lungs begin to burn, however, and I reluctantly pull away, my eyes studying the beautiful woman staring up at me with tears in her eyes.
For the first time in my life, I feel the need to speak, the words tearing at my throat to break free from their prison.
Taking a deep breath, I slowly open my mouth, a small groan escaping my lips.
"y-y...Y-y-" I gasp, Talia looking up at me with patient eyes.
"Take your time," she murmurs, one of her hands gently grazing my cheek.
"There’s no rush." I blink a few times, forcing my mouth open again and concentrating on every syllable.
"Y-you...ar-are so...st-str-strong," I pant, my cheeks beginning to flush.
A small smile curls on her lips, a single tear rolling down her cheek as she pulls me close enough so that our breaths become one.
"So are you."
Her lips once again meet mine, parting and closing against my mouth as passion burns within us.
She slowly slides her hand from my nape to the crown of my head, her fingers gently gripping my hair and tugging it slightly.
Her deep kisses light a fire in me, every part of me burning for her.
She wraps her legs around my waist, clinging to me like I bury my face in her neck, my tongue caressing the place where my mark should go.
A soft moan bubbles in her chest, my c**k twitching at the sound.
Heat ripples across my body when her hips grind against mine, a hard lump growing in my boxers.I can feel her n*****s hardening beneath her shirt, her peaks poking against the fabric.
Embarrassed, I begin to climb off only to be flipped on my back by my mate, her hands pushing against my chest as she pins me to the bed beneath her.
She rocks her body back and forth against my hard on, a smirk curling on her lips as she teases me for blushing.
A curious look flickers across her face as she gazes down at me.
"Is this okay?" she asks, my breath ragged and labored the more she grinds on me.
Unable to put into words how good she feels, I barely manage to nod, Talia biting her lips in satisfaction.
She follows my gaze to her chest and giggles.
"Have you ever done this before?" she asks, her hands gripping the edge of her shirt and playfully tugging it up a bit to expose her bare stomach.
I see her lips moving but I am too busy concentrating on not nutting too early to hear what she’s actually saying.
"Wha-what?" I ask, beads of sweat gathering at my forehead as I feel a need build up where she is swaying her hips.
We’re going to die virgins, aren’t we? Grayson groans, practically face palming himself.l ignore him, Talia giggling as she slowly pulls her shirt over her head, her naked breasts staring back at me.
A lump forms in my throat, my eyes unable to tear away from the pert brown peaks staring back at me.
There’s a sexy wolf tattoo between her breasts, flowers and tear drops extending past her underboobs.
My tongue aches to taste her tattoo but I don’t have a clue how to express that, a pathetic groan escaping my lips.
"Am I overwhelming you? Do you want me to stop?" Talia asks, her arms timidly wrapping around her chest.
I shake my head at her, Talia’s eyes looking intently at me.
"I need words, Zane.It’s important to me that you tell me if I’m pushing you too hard,"
She explains, leaning forward so that her lips brush up against mine as she speaks.
"You can speak slowly if it’s easier for you.I’m not in any rush," she murmurs, sliding her hands down my abdomen so that her fingers grip the hem of my shirt.
Our lips meet for a gentle kiss, her hips gyrating in a slow motion, my c**k on the verge of erupting.
"W-wait," I blurt out as I grab her wrist from moving up any further.
She freezes, her cheeks turning a light pink shade.I do my best to concentrate on my words, but my speech still comes out slurred.
"l-l..."
I groan in frustration, angry with myself that my words She once again leans forward, her face close enough that her minty breath tickles my chin.
"Just breathe," she murmurs.
"Count to three and try again."
I open my mouth again but my nerves have my tongue in a twist.I want to scream at Moon Goddess for making me this way but I fall silent when Talia speaks.
"I heard you talking to Dakota," she whispers, a little wave of shock rippling through me.
I thought I hid that well.
"And I know there’s nothing I can say to make you believe me, " she chuckles.
"But I loved hearing your voice," she confesses, my heart nearly skipping a beat.
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