Her Alpha Mate 38

Freya:

The way Zack kissed me, it seemed like he was ready to mate on the spot. He seemed to have forgotten that we were only partially done with the ceremony and that we were making out in front of five hundred people.

Mr. Kane cleared his throat awkwardly,
"Alpha. Luna."

Zack slowly released my lips and pressed his lips to the corner of my mouth for a moment before pulling back and facing Mr. Kane. It took me a second to collect myself and snap at Zack for confusing me so much with his stupid mouth.

He grinned slightly as he continued to listen to Mr. Kane's speech about the importance of an Alpha and Luna and their roles. As much as I should have listened, I'd heard this speech before, and I couldn't concentrate as my senses were still on overdrive.

"Luna," said Mr. Kane, "Since the Moon Goddess has accepted the covenant, you must now lead a buffalo hunt, and at least ten buffalo must be killed by you. The first buffalo you kill will be for sacrifice, and the rest will feed the pack."

This was the first time I'd heard of a Luna doing such a thing, and ten buffalo? At this time of year? That was an almost impossible task.

The look on my face must've betrayed my inner turmoil, because he smiled and whispered, "It's a tradition for the Wind Winder pack. If you feed them all tonight, you promise to take care of them no matter what it takes or what the task."

I gulped and nodded, "So I've to go alone?"

"Of course not, you can take a small group of pack warriors to help you. But you've to be the one to kill the buffalo."

Zack stiffened beside me and took my hand, "I want to go with her. She might get hurt."

"Alpha, this is something your Luna needs to do on her own. It shows she can be independent and take care of the pack when you're not around. You won't always be there to protect your Luna, will you?"

"But..."

"Zack," I said, "I'll be fine. You know I can take care of myself."

His jaw ticked as he wrestled with what to do. I knew that not only was he worried about me, but his wolf was worried about what might happen to me.

I smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "Okay, but promise me you won't freak out?"

"I promise."


Zack:

I paced back and forth anxiously, wishing I was with Freya as she hunted down those stupid buffalo. Freya had chosen to bring a group of female warriors instead of bringing male warriors, and said something about having the women show off their skills instead.

My heart was pounding with every step I took. Freya had told me earlier in my mind that they'd found a herd of buffalo, but that didn't comfort me.

I swear to the moon goddess, if one of those buffalo gets even a scratch on her,
I'll bring them back to life and kill them myself.

"Zack, you need to chill out, man. As long as Juilet is with her, nothing will happen to her," Reece said, stepping in front of me so I stopped my energetic pacing.

"Are you kidding me? Pearl's there. My mate will kill all the buffalo if Freya doesn't want to," Peter added, narrowing his eyes at Reece.

I rolled my eyes as the two of them glared at each other.

Were they seriously going to argue about who was the better warrior?

My mate was obviously better, but I didn't say it out loud. I was too worried about the injuries she might've when she returned.

"It's been an hour. How much longer do you think they'll be?" asked Hunter, looking through the window that overlooked the valley.

"Who knows? They're women, after all.
They've to be careful not to break a nail while they're pulling the horns off giant creatures. Not to mention they were all wearing high heels."

"Could you repeat that, Peter?"

I heaved a soft sigh of relief as I heard the clack of heels on the hardwood floor, signaling that the group had returned. Pearl stomped unceremoniously into the living room and glared at Peter, who looked a little pale.

"H-hi baby," he stuttered, looking at the others for help. I shook my head and decided to leave him to my sister's wrath before turning to Freya.

She looked badass and stunning at the same time. Her hair was slightly disheveled, giving her that sexy bed-head look, and her clothes had a few stains on them, as if she'd fallen in the dirt a few times.

Fortunately, she didn't seem to be hurt anywhere.

My wolf licked his lips as he eyed our mate. 'Yummy.'

'What do you mean by 'yummy'? Freya isn't a snack.

'Well, she might be if you ate her -'

'Forget I asked.'

'Pussy.'

'What did you say?'

'Oh, nothing. Mate is beautiful.'

I rolled my eyes at his rescue.

"You're such a pain in the ass, Peter!"

"Don't worry about it, baby. We can just add more lube."

After he said that, there was dead silence.

"Hmm."

Peter looked like a deer in headlights as he watched my dad stand there with a murderous look on his face.

"I mean, um, how about pie, yeah, pie, baby?"

Before she could answer, he grabbed her hand and practically ran out of the room.
My mother clicked her tongue, "Those two must be mating."

My father stared at her in horror, "Georgina!"

She shrugged and turned to Freya, "You did good, honey. You picked a good buffalo. Unice is thrilled with how much meat is on the bones."

"It was hard to find, but Juilet here apparently has better eyes than a wolf."

Juilet blushed and snuggled closer to Reece as he kissed her mop of hair, "That was nothing. I've done a lot of hunting back home."

I cleared my throat, "I don't want to interrupt this extremely important conversation, but I'm going to check out Freya. We've a few things to discuss as new leaders."

I pulled Freya out of the room as they began a new discussion about buffalo recipes. Once we were safely locked in my room, I pulled her into my arms.

"Thank the moon goddess you're okay," I whispered, kissing her forehead and sniffing her hair to calm my wolf.

"So much for your promise," she chortled,
"Now what did you want to talk about?"

The air in the room changed as I felt a wave of desire wash over me.

I wanted her so badly.

***

Freya:

"Zack?" I whispered, watching his eyes darken and his body tense at the sound of his name on my lips. He started to push me back until I hit the wall and there was no more space between our bodies. I swallowed and tried to calm my dry mouth, but it wasn't working. The way he stared at me left me breathless.

"You know what's the first thing an
Alpha and Luna do after that damn fancy ceremony?"

His question had caught me off guard, and
and I blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"You eat buffalo wings?"

He chuckled and leaned forward, his lips barely brushing mine, "Not quite. How about after that?"

I smiled and tilted my head innocently,
"You eat a lot of ice cream to wash it all down."

"Hmm, the alpha will lick it. Just not the ice cream," he whispered, stroking my mark with his tongue. I shuddered and pulled his head closer to me, "Don't be naughty."

"You've been teasing me all day, I think it's my turn now."

"You're no fun to be with," I muttered, frustrated by all his gentle kisses and little treats.

"I'm enjoying this."

"Of course you do."

There was no doubt about the bulge in his trousers. He kept pressing them 'accidentally' against my insides and made me all hot.

For someone who'd no experience, he was quite bold.

My eyes almost fell out of my head as he gently bit my mark. His hands travelled down to the hem of the dress (I'd put on another one before the hunt) and pulled it up until the top of my panties were revealed.

He pulled it roughly and made it snap against my skin, making me wince a little.

"Do you always have to wear lace? It drives me crazy," he muttered before pressing his lips to mine. I groaned and pulled his face closer to mine to get a better angle. Our tongues fought for dominance as he traced little patterns on my thigh. Breathing heavily, he pulled back, "I need you to take this dress off. Now."

"Yes, Alpha," I grinned, pulling it over my head. His eyes roamed over my curves and he clenched his jaw, "Fuck."

"I think that's what we're trying to do, Mr.
Slowpoke."

He chuckled, lifted me up and pushed me back against the wall. I didn't even have a chance to catch my breath before he slid his fingers into my panties. He gently touched my folds as if he was afraid of hurting me.

"Zack," I whimpered, begging him to touch me properly.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked nervously, the confident alpha from earlier gone.

I shook my head and pulled him back down for a kiss. He seemed to have taken that as a positive response, because he applied a little more pressure to my folds as he played with them.

Just as I was about to climax, he stopped touching me and broke away from the kiss.

"I want to do this on the bed, not on the wall. We can do that later."

I nodded and allowed him to carry me to the bed.

He laid me carefully on the sheets and stared at my sprawled form.

"Let me take off your bra," he said hoarsely, pulling me up a little so he could find the clasp. He opened it quickly and slowly pulled it off me, almost as if he wanted the moment to last.

"You're perfect," he whispered, unbuttoning his shirt and stripping it off.

He climbed on top of me and kissed each of my breasts.

It was an unreal feeling to have his body half-naked on top of mine. The intensity of the moment was almost overwhelming. I felt not only a physical attraction to Zack, but something much more than that.

Something closer to love.

"We should protect ourselves. As much as I want puppies, now isn't a good time to have them," he whispered, getting off the bed again.

I frowned slightly. "Do you've protection?"

He gave me a small smile, "The last time Peter visited, he left me a 'gift' of condoms. I stuffed them in the back of my closet so no one would find them."

I watched as he pulled out the packet and tore it open. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers, revealing his cock.

My eyes widened as I stared at his manhood. He made the one in the health textbook look like a toothpick.

"Um, I do not think that's right," Zack said, blushing a little as he stared at the condom that barely covered a quarter of his cock.

"Shouldn't it cover my whole cock?" he asked, turning to me.

"I think so. What size does it say on the package?"

He picked up the packet from the floor and growled angrily.

"Extra small."

***

I winced a little, trying to figure out where these sudden waves of pleasure were coming from.

My eyes fluttered open and met the bright sunlight coming through the window. I closed my eyes again and let out a low moan.

What had happened?

I lifted my head and felt my mouth go dry at the sight.

Zack was between my legs, sliding his tongue over my core at a pace that made me climax.

"Morning, baby," he growled, sucking a little on my folds. That was all I needed to reach my climax. My loud moans filled the morning air as I pulled on Hudson's hair.

He sat up and smiled, "How was that? I wanted to make up for what happened last night."

"You are so sweet," I said, kissing him on the cheek.

He grinned and got up from the bed, "Let us get you cleaned up then. I have got to get you something to eat."

Suddenly there was a loud pounding on the door and Reece's voice yelled at us through the door, "Guys! Wake up!"

Zack frowned and put his boxers back on while I covered myself with the sheets. He opened the door to see a distraught Reece.

The poor man looked like he had not slept all night. His hair was a mess and his eyes were red as if he had been crying.

"Reece, what's wrong?" asked Zack sternly, visibly concerned about his beta's condition.

"Juilet. She's gone."