“As the Luna of my pack, you can punish these wolves as you see fit. That omega is wrong for not watching her step and breaking your mirror,” I cooed, leading Marilyn to my desk. Her eyes widened for a moment while I moved to cup her ass in my hands, lifting her onto my desk.
“You’re not mad?” she asks while I move to kiss her mark. She lets out a soft moan, and I smirk, nibbling at the brand my bite left on her.
“No. You are the Luna. Everyone must respect you,” I answered, nudging her legs apart. My hands are quick at scrunching the skirt of her dress up to her waist before I force a finger deep inside her. She’s already soaking wet, her pussy free for me without any barriers. Marilyn knows not to wear panties now that she’s mine.
Marilyn lets another moan escape her lips and is quick to help release my cock from my pants. It seems she needs me just as I need her. With one fluid movement, I thrust deep inside her, groaning from how good her tight pussy feels wrapped around my rod.
My office is filled with moans and grunts as I make love to my mate, watching her writhe underneath me in pure ecstasy with each thrust, each nip of her mark, and each tweak of her nipple. Marilyn is putty in my hands, bending every which way as we take our lovemaking from my desk to my sofa.
“No...no more, please,” she begs some time later, her body slick with sweat. I groan in satisfaction, emptying my fourth load of cum inside her, my own body slumping with exhaustion.
“Alright, love,” I sigh, slowly pulling my semi-hard cock from inside her, the motion making her groan and shiver. “No more sex, for now. As much as I’d love to feel you squirming underneath me in pleasure, I can’t risk harming you or our pup,” I say with a chuckle, placing a soft kiss on her mark before sitting on the coffee table.
Marilyn frowns at this, her hand moving to cradle her baby bump. Goddess, do I want to take her one more time, but the doctor has told me to be lenient with her when it comes to sex.
“Besides, I have some good news.” I watch Marilyn perk up at this announcement, her eyes narrowing in curiosity.
“What happened, Ramos?” she asks in a purr, shifting her body so she’s lying on her left side and facing me.
“Our allies sent out some scouts today. They’ll arrive at Ivory Fangs within a week,” I explain, smirking. “We’ll soon know their patrol schedule and test their power with a few small attacks.”
Marilyn pushes herself into a sitting position, her eyes sparkling excitedly.
“Does this mean we can finally get rid of those eyesores?” she asks, reaching out and taking my hand in hers.
“Soon. The plan is to attack them in another seven weeks once everyone is ready,” I answer, scooting off the coffee table to sit beside my mate. Goddess, she is better than Lidia. I should have never mated the bitch, never conceived that bastard Lucas. Marilyn is such a kind and gentle woman. I should have mated her and only her in my life.
“Will I be there when you attack Ivory Fangs?”
Looking down at the woman in my arms, I find Marilyn looking up at me, her eyes pleading with me. I love it when she looks at me like this. I love the attention she gives me and the begging she does when she wants something. She knows I’m in control and can give her anything she wants.
“Not this time, love,” I state, running my fingers through her silky brunette hair. It’s gotten thicker and longer since herpregnancy, and I adore it. After my pup is born, I will place an alpha command on Marilyn to prevent her from cutting it shorter.
“You’re with pup. If you’re there, Lucas and Kaylee will target you first. I can’t allow that to happen.”
Marilyn pouts beside me but ultimately nods her head in understanding. Now that the good news has been shared, I link an omega to bring Marilyn and me a change of clothes. I have some work to do, and as soon as the clothes are brought, I plan to have Marilyn return to our room to rest. She has my heir inside her, and I need him to grow strong and healthy to take what is rightfully his.
46
Marilyn
The door to my bedroom is closed, with the warrior and omega who led me here from Ramos’ office most likely standing guard outside. Ramos isn’t taking any chances when it comes to the unborn pup inside me. I know he plans to get me pregnant as soon as he can after this pup is born. The misogynistic prick plans to keep me on my back in bed instead of doing the duties of a Luna.
I regret mating him and making a pass at him after turning nineteen. Back then, Lucas didn’t want me and didn’t want to marry me. He’s right that everything that’s happened is my fault. I got my mother killed, all because I had wanted Lucas when we were children. I got sent away from Blood Oath to be raised in Oak Fur alongside Lucas because my own father blamed me for killing his Goddess-given mate.
Even now, I am a prisoner, all because I thought getting pregnant with Ramos’ child would help me gift this pack to my father. But no, my father has a whore my age at his side, and she’s pregnant with his long-desired male heir. I’m nothing to my father but wasted space. The only thing he’s looking forward to is the birth of his son. He’s even stopped taking my calls to focus on his new Luna and pamper her now that she’s giving him a son.
Picking up the nearest object—a lamp, I think—I throw it as hard as possible into the wall. The lamp shatters into pieces, the ceramic shards reminding me of how my life had shattered too. I should have left this pack when I turned eighteen—left to find my true mate instead of sticking around and working on obtaining a pack for my father. I’ve wasted years trying to get back into his good graces for getting my mother killed.
“Luna?” a timid voice calls as the bedroom door opens slightly. “Are you okay?”
I turn to find an omega looking around my room, her eyes wide with fear. I scoff, wondering how Ramos could allow such a weakling to work for him.
“I’m just fine,” I say through gritted teeth, walking towards the omega and opening the door. As I thought, a warrior is guarding me. I know this one—Jarred, a warrior I’d seduced behind Ramos’ back. He stares at me, eyes filled with lust. But he knows he can’t have his way with me. Now that we’re mated, Ramos would feel it if I fucked another wolf.
“I’m going for a walk. You can either stop me and be banished or follow me and keep me safe,” I state, not giving Jarred a chanceto say anything as I stride past him. He follows behind like a good little guard dog, keeping a respectful distance from me.
Wolves whisper as I pass them, their contempt and hatred for me clear as day. I ignore them, knowing they can do nothing with me being in power. One day, I’ll be the leader of this pack, and Ramos, Lucas, and Kaylee will be dead. I just need to be patient and wait another six months for that to happen.
