Ayann POV
It’s been over a month since I made Charlotte my mate, and now that she’s pregnant with my pup, her belly has started to show up, and my baby is growing inside her womb.
I never slept a single night in our room. I will always spend the day in my office working until I find myself sleeping there. I feel slightly guilty about that, but I can’t help myself to sleep with her or spend time with her. I feel like I’m being forced into this relationship and tied to her.
I only accompanied her to the doctor’s appointment to check on the pup’s health.
Werewolf pregnancy is short compared to humans; we have four months before our bundle of joy comes into the world. Maybe our pub will bring us closer like before, and we will learn to love each other the same way as before.
I massaged my head. I’m developing a headache. I have been working in my office the whole day; I skipped lunch and dinner.
My office door opened abruptly, and Charlotte entered the room.
She gave me a kiss while sitting on my lap and moving her fingers in circles on my chest.
“Let go to bed, babe, I missed you,”‘ she leans and presses her lips on the crook of my neck.
“You go to bed; I still have work to do.”
She got off my lap, angry. “It’s been a month since you set a foot in our bed; you’re always in your office working or in the gym working out; you haven’t touched since our mating ceremony; why are you avoiding me? We used to be good together. Everyone was envious of our relationship. We were high school sweethearts”, she cried out.
“Are you still longing for your mate? Do you love her? Tell me!” she yelled.
“Will you stop your childish trantrum and calm the fuck down? Go upstairs, and I will follow you shortly.”
“I’m not going anywhere until you answer my question: Do you love her?”
“I rejected her for your fucking sake; I drove her away only for you; I hurt her and left her to be with you; and you are asking me if I love her; I chose you over her; what else do you want me to do for the fuck safe?” I slammed the office’s table hard.
“Please leave now; my head hurts; I can’t deal with another argument right now.”
She gave me a last look, before she stormed out of the room.
Camillio POV
“I’m sorry for my father’s behavior.” We are now in my room after the dinner was ruined.
“Don’t apologize; your father has the right to act like that; you are his only son, and he’s worried about you. I have come here for the purpose of killing you. He’s right about not trusting me. If I were him, I would do the same.
“He wants to kill you, my mate! For God’s sake!”
“I tried it first with you; you shouldn’t threaten your own father; he’s your father after all; you are his son, and he can’t lose you.”
“I can’t feel the mate bond; you are the only one who can; I’m a hunter; my mission is to kill you; I grew up hating you for killing my parents; I blame you for losing my happy childhood; for losing the love of my parents.
I have blamed you for growing up without the warmth of my family. I spent my whole life preparing for my revenge. I wanted to take your lives. How can you trust me?”she shouted .
“Because you are my mate, the moon goddess has paired our lives together, and we are destined to meet each other, baby. I know you can’t hurt me, my kitten.”
I drew her closer to me, pulling her into my lap.
“Look at me, baby.” I gripped her face between my hands.
“You are my sole mate; kiss on her temple, my better half; kiss on her eyes; kiss on my beloved; kiss on her nose, my queen. kiss on her cheeks, mother of my children.”
His lips were covering her mouth in a soft kiss. It was a warm kiss in a non-sexual way; it was all cozy and romantic, a comforting kiss with a hint of the promise of a happy future together.
The kiss is slowly gaining passion and becoming more demanding; they cling to each other, their kiss evolving from tender to fierce to passionate. She throws her legs around his waist, and he grabs her butt , bringing her closer to his torso.
His mouth left hers, and he moved to her collarbone, kissing and nipping. He sucked her neck, leaving hickeys all over her neck ; she melted in his embrace; he watched how her eyes were closed, enjoying his kisses; her full lips were slightly parted; soft moanes were leaving her mouth; his thumb was stroking the pulse in her neck.
“I want to taste your blood, if you let me.”
“Does it hurt?
“No, baby, it will only bring pleasure to you.”
“Okay, I trust you.”
He took his nose to her neck, sniffing it. Her smell is intoxicating; the smell of her blood fills his lungs.
He could feel her nervousness and her heart beating faster. Her heartbeat was loud, so loud to his ears. Her breathing slows down
His fangs found her flesh and pierced into it, the soft warmth giving way like a ripe melon, filling his mouth with thick, delicious blood. She shuddered in his hands as he drew deep, gulping mouthful after mouthful, reveling in the strength and life that filled his veins, jolted his limbs, and granted him his semblance of life.
She was shivering in pain and pleasure. She tightened her grip around his shoulder, and her hand was scratching his back.
She began to moan softly, her body growing limp as his strong arms supported more of her weight. He could pick up the traces of her desire and satiation in her sweat and taste the endorphins in her blood, making the situation the most pleasurable experience of her life.
The sweet crimson fluid continued to flow into him; it was the sweetest blood that he had ever tasted, making him more thirsty. He drank and drank, sucking at her neck. He had to stop himself before he hurt her. Reminding himself that she was his mate, his beloved, he drew his fangs out of her neck and licked her, healing the wound he made and closing it with his tongue.
Her beautiful orbes were looking at him; she was looking dizzy and worn out from the fresh experience,
He takes her hand and kisses it. “Thank you, baby. I will tell the maid to bring dinner to our room to reboost your strength, and I will prepare a bath for you.” He kissed her tempel and laid her on the bed.