Sol’s POV
I groaned softly when I sat upright at the edge of the bed, feeling restless.
“Shit, not again,” I whispered to myself.
For days now, all I could think about was my mate. I knew it was wrong; that’s why I felt so much guilt towards my beautiful wife who was always by my side. She had my back when no one else did and held my hand when I had nothing.
” ,” Amara called softly behind me.
I glanced back and smiled at her before fully turning to face her.
She was lying down, smiling warmly at me.
She still looked gorgeous even after a few years of struggles had passed us.
“My sun, is something the matter?” She asked, this time stopping herself from calling me in Greek.
I smiled widely and then moved, laying beside her.
“My heart,” I whispered softly as I moved my hand and caressed her face.
How was I going to tell her everything when I was scared of hurting her?
I lowered my eyes, trying so hard not to look into her beautiful deep hazel eyes.
“ilie mou,” she called softly.
I looked at her, then brushed her long black hair back.
“It’s nothing,” I lied and then sat upright.
I just couldn’t do it, I couldn’t.
“Okay,” she whispered and then stood up and walked to the wardrobe, which was opposite our bed.
I watched attentively as she took off her sleeping dress and stood naked with her back towards me.
I swallowed hard when she opened the wardrobe, leaned forward while humming a song.
“She is still tired because yesterday she overworked,” I silently reminded my wolf who was so excited to see her but naked before us. I too felt excited, but I had to hold myself back.
Yesterday, she was not only taking care of our pups, but she was also going around the pack helping out in every way she could. I wanted her to rest as much as possible.
She turned and looked at me with a playful smile, then moved her hand to her hip, resting it there as I swallowed hard again.
She was just too pretty and breathtaking.
She wasn’t slim, nor was she very curvy. She had a flat stomach, and it was hard for me to believe she had carried our two pups despite witnessing it. Her breasts were rather small, and they did make her very uncomfortable during the first few months we made love. But now she was very confident because she got to see how much I just loved each and every part of her.
She moved her other hand to her cheek and grinned seductively.
My eyes went to the beauty spot under her lower lip and then to her full, plump lips. When our eyes met, I found myself getting up from the bed and walking towards her as she giggled loudly.
Every time she did something like that, she always managed to draw me in, no matter what. Not that I was complaining because I enjoyed every moment we spent together.
I stood in front of her, moving my hand to the back of her head and pushing her forward to crush my lips against hers.
When our lips touched, a sigh of relief escaped me. I couldn’t stop myself from wanting more as I deepened the kiss. Her tongue was firm as it pressed against mine, and I found myself sucking on her lower lip to hear her moan.
I was about to move my free hand to her waist when my mate’s smile flashed in my mind, making me pull back quickly.
” ,” she called in a labored breath.
I looked at her seriously for a second, then chuckled nervously.
“It’s nothing, my heart. I just remembered that I have a lot of paperwork to go through in my office. If I take you now, I won’t stop for hours, and the work will be left undone,” I lied as she frowned deeply.
“But the Beta can help you out as he always has,” she pointed out.
“Yes, I know, but this time I want to check the files myself,” I answered.
“My sun, is there something wrong?” She asked as I sighed heavily.
“Sol,” she called seriously as my heart instantly picked up.
She rarely called me by my name ever since we mated. She only did that whenever she wanted the truth from me.
“Yes, my heart,” I answered nervously.
“Is there really nothing bothering you?” She asked softly.
“No, there is really nothing bothering me,” I answered.
“If there is, then….,”
“Amara!” I exclaimed, startling her and shocking myself as well as my wolf.
It wasn’t my intention to yell at her; I just felt this sudden outburst out of nowhere.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered in a husky voice as my wolf growled loudly at me in warning.
“No, my heart, I am the one who should apologize for yelling at ….,”
“Papa!” One of my pups called from outside the room.
“Go,” she whispered sadly.
“My heart, I…,”
“Go,” she said again, this time with emphasis.
“Papa!”
“I’m coming, my little warrior,” I answered and then walked to the door.
Before I could open it, I watched as she walked into the bathroom and then shut the door behind her.
“Fix this,” came my wolf’s command.
I opened the door and faked a smile.
“Hey, little warrior,” I greeted my son cheerfully while I went to my knees to hug him.
“Papa, I was asked to train with Joan,” he said happily after I had pulled back.
“Joan is a lot stronger than you, don’t you think?” I asked simply.
“Well, yes, that’s why he is your Beta and he will soon be mine,” he answered proudly.
“Son, you have a long way to go. Right now you are only eleven years old,” I pointed out.
“Eleven and a half,” he answered happily.
“Yes, my boy, but no serious training for you until you reach thirteen. For now, all you can do is exercise to ensure that your body remains fit,” I said seriously.
He pouted and then nodded.
“Now then, run along and check up on your little sister; by now, she must be awake and waiting for you,” I said as he smiled happily.
“I can’t wait for her to turn seven!” He exclaimed.
“That will be next year, son. Her birthday has already gone by,” I answered.
“Well then, next year I’ll prepare a beautiful present for her,” he said as I stood up.
“I know you will. Now then, run along; she might be tired of waiting,” I answered, then brushed his hair gently with my hand.
“Okay, papa,” he said and then quickly dashed away.
I turned and looked at the door with a heavy sigh.
I needed to take a bath at the same time I needed to avoid the topic we were on. I guess I needed to play dumb if she was going to ask me again because I didn’t know how to just say it. After all, she was easily hurt.
“She has always been true to us,” my wolf whispered.
“I know,” I answered sadly.
After I abandoned my pack and started a new life in the wild, I just wanted to die, and I had no reason to live until I met her, my wife. I still don’t know how she came to find herself in the wild I was in. All I knew was that she was lost and hungry. She was an Omega, so she didn’t pose much of a threat to me; that’s why I ignored her even when she tried her best to get my attention.
As days turned to weeks, I began watching her closely. She pretended to sleep far away from my cave, but whenever she thought I was asleep, she moved in and lay next to me. Whenever I woke up, she was already gone.
She waited for me to hunt and eat, and then she helped herself to whatever was left. She picked berries and herbs for me and left them in my cave without a word whenever I was out.
Each time I got injured, she came into my cave with her neck bared and tended to me. No matter how much I growled and yelled at her, she refused to leave.
With time, I warmed up to her and accepted her as someone important to me. By then, she rarely spoke because she was very fluent in Greek and terrible in English, but even so, we understood each other perfectly fine.
The day she got lost and didn’t return to my cave was the day I was petrified and nearly lost my mind. I found out that she had wandered very far and was captured by my pack members.
The pack I had abandoned and thought everyone had died turned out to have survivors. They were shocked to see me and very angry. I, too, was furious at them for taking my she-wolf.
It was simple; they had to hand her over or lose their lives. So they handed her over, but then they couldn’t let me go. To them, I was still their Alpha, and they needed my guidance. I truly wanted to refuse their request, but I gave in when Joan pleaded with Amara to speak on their behalf.
With her on their side, I couldn’t refuse, and so I accepted and decided to move with them to my territory.
The territory became ours, and as time went by, we built a worthy pack, and where my cave was, then stood a pack house. I took Amara as my mate, and we committed to each other entirely. We loved and respected each other. Above all, there was loyalty between us.
Whenever I asked her about her past, she hesitated and only said how she had no mate besides me. I hated to remind her of the past because she always cried, so I chose to let her be. As for me, I told her everything about my past, and the time I came to learn that she was carrying my pup, I vowed to only be with her even if I would ever come across my mate.
She was the Luna of my pack and the only one my heart and wolf acknowledged, that’s what I thought and told myself until recently my mate’s image began invading my mind. I was messed up, I knew, but sadly I just couldn’t help myself.
I slowly opened the door and walked in with a fake smile.
I was going to take a bath and try to cheer her up throughout the day because I hated it whenever she looked sad or hurt.