Cilla’s POV
From the look of things, I could tell that Ridian and I’s relationship was getting serious but I did not expect him to propose to me so soon. I didn’t even know that he had started thinking of marrying me.
Marriage meant something big. I was going to be the luna of Blackmoon pack. I, a regular girl turned slave was about to hold the biggest position in one of the most powerful packs. I did not think I was ready. How could I be on top of all those people whose feet I had worshiped just a few weeks ago? I was scared, because I thought they would never accept me. Hell, I did not even have leadership qualities.
Nevertheless, I said yes. How could I say no when Ridian was on his knees looking at me like I was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. How could I say no when the most handsome man I had ever met wanted me so much?
“Yes, yes, yes.” I yelled and Ridian stood up, pulled me into his arms and gave me a mind-blowing kiss. I melted into him before remembering that the twins and some staff were watching. I pulled away reluctantly.
“I love you so much.”
“I love you, baby and want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
This were the things that didn’t even happen in my dreams. I dared not dream too positive because I’d lost all hope for a happy life. When the proposal aftermath was over, we all continued to have dinner.
I ate but my mind was not on the bed. I was all hot and bothered. The only thing on my mind was what Ridian and I would be doing later. I couldn’t wait to pounce on him, and devour him like a delicious meal. It was obvious he had the same dirty thoughts running through his mind because he kept giving me lingering stares with desire-laden eyes.
We did not finish the meal. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I asked for the childcare staff and one was sent over. Leaving her in charge of the twins, I dragged my future husband to our suite. As soon as we closed the door, our lips started battling each other, while heat flowed through our charged bodies.
Before long, we were discarding our clothes, wanting to feel each and every part of ourselves. We connected again, and Ridian pinned me against the wall while lifting one of my legs. I moaned as he thrust his big d*ck inside me and started moving. My core felt like it was on fire. I didn’t want him to stop. The rubbing against my pvssy walls was driving me over the edge.
Ridian’s hand was rubbing one of my boobs, charging them while mine worked their way up his neck to the back of his head. I leaned back and focused on the sweet feelings flowing through my body. I stopped giving him gentle caresses when he started moving faster, leaving me weak and helpless, enjoying pleasure that was too much to handle. I could feel the pressure building up inside me.
“Harder, babe, harder.” I said amidst moans of pleasure.
He heard me and increased the speed. I moaned as the pleasure built up around in my pvssy walls. I could no longer hold it in so I came. Within a few seconds he came as well and we dragged ourselves to bed.
“That was great,” I said with a sigh.
“True,” Ridian agreed.
I scooted closer to him and placed an arm on his chest.
We made love about four times that night, each time better than the last. The hunger in us was insatiable, but luckily we had the rest of our lives to make love to our hearts content. Now, I was beginning to love the moon goddess. She definitely knew how to pair people up. Somehow, they would always find a way to end up together even if all odds seemed stack against them.
The moon goddess had given me the man I had never dreamed I’d get. When I was younger and my teenage friends lusted after the famous Ridian Jamison, I didn’t not join in. I believed I was too average to even be matched with someone like that.
Our trip was a success. There was even no time for me to obsess over the absence of my parents which had been the aim of the trip. During that trip, I realised that my grieving period was over. It was time for me to start living life happily again. Also, I did not have to worry about the twins a lot. With Ridian by my side, everything was going to be alright.
The three of us were to be accepted as members of the pack officially. Before that could happen, the socialisation rites were supposed to be done for me since I was going to be the luna. This was a two day event in which all the female members came together and welcomed the would be luna.
The luna was supposed to get to know every woman in the pack on a personal basis. It included group meetings for all and individual meetings with the most important women in the pack for example the alpha’s immediate family members. Everything went well except my private meeting with Elizabeth Jamison who was still viewing me as a slave.
After that event, the acceptance ceremony began. All the pack members were in attendance. Jamila was the one in charge of connecting us. Blood was drawn from me and my siblings into a bucket. That blood was then poured into a big black bucket which contained a dried sludge of blood with samples from all pack members. As soon as our blood mixed with the other dried blood, it sizzled and I felt something immediately.
“You’re now part of the pack,” I heard through mind link. Ridian. I smiled.
“Thanks,” I said.
“Dear Cilla Markle, Ren Markle and Rose Markle.” Jamilla said. “You’re now officially members of blackmoon pack. Welcome.”
The crowd cheered. I turned and hugged my siblings. We finally had a place to call home.
Life became easier from that moment. People were much nicer to me, and I made a lot of friends. It felt like home at last. Ren and Rose were enrolled into the pack school, registered as a home school. It was good to see them resume their studies. I started to work with Camilla on her project as Ridian considered ending slavery in his pack. He was holding meetings with leaders of other packs to try and end the practice or at least make the living conditions of slaves better.
Our wedding date finally came around. On the eve of the day, Ridian did not want to let go of me, afraid that I’d run away like Jane Willow. She had recently run off with a beta of a southern pack and no one knew what they were up to.
I convinced Ridian that I would not do such a thing. How could I run away from the man I couldn’t live without? Morning eventually came and he sent someone to confirm that I was still around. I just laughed as the maids prepared me.
As I walked down the aisle with Cara representing my father, I could feel tears threatening to come out. I fought them back with everything I had because I didn’t want to ruin my makeup and the day. I managed to hold them back during that time, but when Cara actually handed me over, I started crying. Cara who was doubling as my maid of honour helped me to wipe the tears.
“Be strong, love.” Ridian said to me.
I smiled, and my strength returned. The wedding continued.
“…and by the power vested upon me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You can now kiss the bride,” the priest said after the exchange of vows.
Ridian’s lips were on mine immediately. I kissed him back as my body came alive. We forgot all about the world and got lost in our passion. It was only when the crowd started clapping that we pulled away and smiled at each other. With his eyes, he hinted to me that we would soon continue from where we had stopped.
I was happy at last. I had the man and the life of my dreams. I had gone from slave to luna within a few months. This was not something that happened every day.
I didn’t know what the future held for Ridian and I, but I hoped for good. If bad came, we would find a way of sorting it out.
As long as we were together, nothing could break us. I stared at him and I knew that only death would separate us. We were in it for the long run.
I turned to look at my people. My people. The words sounded strange in my mind, but I knew I would get used to it.
Life was beautiful again. I had everything I needed to be happy, and hoped it would stay like that.
The End.