The healers, who had been busy trying to save Trevor before I intervened, had naturally had a talk with Alex before I woke up. They had sworn to keep my secret safe.
While my mate was only too happy to tell the pack about my wolf, they didn’t need to know about my being a born healer just yet. And I wished nothing would go amiss again before I mastered my powers. I couldn’t possibly pretend to help, only to end up worrying people for me each time.
The full moon was tomorrow, and I was still amazed by the sparks each time I felt them. They were so pleasurable, I believed I could never properly get used to them. As for the feelings I harbored for Alex, my wonderful loving mate, they heightened and made me feel like I was close to bursting at the seams. All I could say was that no one compared to him. I could only imagine how much self-control he must have exerted not to claim me as his from day one.
Truth be told, I knew I acted like a clingy teenager ever since I awakened. I didn’t want him to leave my sight, and it made him feel proud somehow instead of annoyed.
My wolf was growing restless each time he disappeared for even a few seconds. This couldn’t go on this way… Would either one of us be able to get anything done in time at this rate?
Is this because of the heat or something? I asked her, knowing full well not all she-wolves acted the way I was.
This is kind of like the after-effects of my awakening after the heat. I feel like his presence is essential to my peace of mind… she rambled on and on lovingly.
I think I got the memo, I told her jokingly.
That evening, I forced myself to disappear into our room, and prepared a romantic setting with candles and rose petals.
When Alex popped in unexpectedly – roughly an hour before I was fully ready for him, for our evening – he found me in the midst of stroking a body mousse, of which I knew him to love the scent, into my thigh, while wearing nothing but a towel.
His pupils dilated at once, and he let out a deep rumbling growl in warning.
I stopped and looked at him from under my lashes, even though my first reaction had been a little bit of a startle.
“See something you like, Alpha?” I let out as I began to sensually stroke the mousse again.
“Are you sure you want to play, love?” He asked even as he took in his surroundings.
“Oh…” I bit on my bottom lip in mock fright. “Should I be scared?”
He was too quick for me. One second we were several feet apart, the next he had backed me up against the wall. My heart began to thud in my chest out of excitement. How was I supposed to keep a cool head around him? Hell, was that even possible?
“You never need to be scared of me, love,” he drawled as he sniffed my neck and then kissed it lovingly.
“I know, Alex,” I purred in between pants.
It was a struggle not to rub myself against him if I were to be honest.
Boy, the things I wanted to do to this man!
I allowed him to remove my towel and helped him out of his shirt, and then hooked my legs around his waist, before he moved us away from the wall.
I was bare, save for a necklace he had gifted me. And the way he moved around our lavish room and the friction that resulted out of his movements should be illegal.
He placed me on the bed, and I could only groan in protest for a moment.
“Alex,” I called his name, unable to keep quiet seeing as I needed him as much as I needed my next breath.
“Yes, love?” He looked into my eyes, and I could see adoration in the depths of his captivating green eyes.
I hoped mine looked the same, and showed him just how much I loved him. I hoped I was as easy to read to him as he was to me.
“Make love to me. Make me yours… fully yours,” I told him boldly, even as I felt a blush creep up under my skin.
“You are mine, Jade. Never doubt that,” he growled, his eyes darkening.
“I know,” I smiled at him reassuringly. “I’m telling you to mark me, dummy.”
His eyebrows shot up into his hairline. “Are you sure?”
His tone of voice told me louder than any words could just how much he cherished me.
“Positive,” I nodded, my smile broadening. “Can’t you see I was getting ready for the big event?” I told him sassily.
He chuckled at that, his eyes twinkling with love and mischief too.
And then, he began to kiss every inch of me he could, making me his in every way possible.
Our lovemaking, unlike during the heat, wasn’t a frenzied sloppy union. It was downright beautiful, and the way he took care of me almost brought me to tears.
Indeed, though I could feel the underlying urgency, I could feel his love too, the depth of which left me speechless. When I was close to my third orgasm, and he was pounding into my core, that was the moment he chose to mark me. I convulsed around him and as I milked him dry, that was when I marked him as mine as well.
May this be the start of a new chapter for us! I wished as I laid, blissfuly spent, thoroughly loved, and undeniably sated, next to the man whom I could no longer envision life without.