Chapter 96

Phoenix

I didn't expect to want to visit my mom's grave tonight, but something just kept tugging at me. Maybe I'm allowing the note to get to me too damn much. It didn't even specify what he crime he's supposedly innocent from. And I'm sure no one else put the pieces together that he murdered my mother—or so I thought.

I force myself to focus on the road, keeping in mind that my mate is riding with me, and I can't just shut down while I drive. I can't put my little wolf in danger. Her touch, her steady presence, weighs on me like an anchor, keeping me grounded, stopping me from spiraling.

It's strange that I'm feeling this way again. I came to terms with Mom's death a while ago, accepting that my father killed her and vowed that one day, I would get revenge. But now, with this damn note, there's this uncertainty...

Unless...he had someone else do his dirty work for him.

Yeah, that makes sense.

But that still wouldn't make him innocent. His hands would be covered in blood just as much as the hired killer for orchestrating the entire thing.

Selene is quiet on the way to the packhouse, but I can feel her emotions just as much as she can feel mine. Concern. Determination. Love. She grips my torso tighter, laying her head against me.

The packhouse looms ahead as I pull into the driveway. I kill the engine and sit there for a moment, feeling my mate's steady breathing against my back. It calms me, but the tension in my chest refuses to loosen.

I sigh and unclasp my helmet, turning slightly to glance at her.

"Fuck, I have a lot of shit on my mind," I admit, swinging my leg off the bike.

Selene slides off behind me, brushing her fingers across my bicep. "Please let me help you."

I nod, my throat going dry. "Okay."

Once we're inside the packhouse, we go straight to our new room and Selene starts stripping off her clothes, her sexy body on full display for me. When she notices me watching, she smiles.

"Get naked and lay down on the bed," she instructs, her voice low and seductive.

I cock a brow. "My beautiful Luna just keeps getting more and more demanding, huh?" I tease, even though my cock is so hard I could chop fucking wood with it.

I strip off my clothes and lay in the bed, just as she told me to. My eyes are locked on hers as she crawls on the bed, settling between my legs. She grabs my throbbing erection in her warm hand, slowly jerking it up and down as she watches me through her thick lashes.

"Do you want my mouth on your cock, mate?" she purrs, running her tongue along her lips.

"Fuck yes," I groan, my voice hoarse with lust.

Smirking, she leans down to wrap her lips around my tip, her tongue swirling around it. The sensation sends a wave of pleasure up my spine, and I let out a low groan. She really must be trying to clear my head because she's sucking my soul right out of my goddamn body right now.

"That's it, baby. That feels so good," I rasp, unable to stop my hips from thrusting. I fist her hair as her warm mouth takes me deeper. She moans, the sound travelling straight to my balls, heat curling in my belly. I fight the urge to come early, enjoying every second of this.

When she gets into the groove, both of her hands wrap around my cock, her tongue flat against the underside of my length as she bobs her head up and down.

I groan louder. "Fuck. Such a good girl sucking my dick like this."

She makes a little needy noise, picking up the pace. Twisting her hands, she sucks me even deeper, her cheeks hollowing like she wants my come right fucking now.

And I'm going to give it to her.

"Shit, Selene. Baby, I'm coming," I manage to choke out.

With a roar, I explode into her mouth. She swallows every drop before taking her time licking me clean. Those honey-filled eyes of hers are trained on me the entire time.

Before I can fully recover, she straddles me, guiding my still-hard cock into her drenched pussy. She sinks down with a strangled moan and begins riding me hard. Her hips move rhythmically, covering my cock in her juices.

"Ah yes, Phoenix!" she cries out.

I make a strangled noise in my throat. "That feels so good. Faster," I demand, smacking her ass.

She obeys, rolling her hips harder and faster. The sounds that spill from her lips are almost animalistic, like she's losing complete control of her own body as her orgasm builds. She spasms around my cock, indicating that she's about to come.

"Come for me, little wolf," I growl, losing control myself as I grab her hips and slam her down on my cock over and over again.

My command sends her over the edge, her back aching as she screams for me. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!"

As she clamps around my cock, I let out a guttural sound, spurting deep inside her womb. With all of the pent-up frustration from the past few days, it feels like forever has passed when my balls are finally empty.

Once we're laying in a pile on the bed, panting from the intensity of our lovemaking, I brush her damn hair from her forehead. "You okay?" I murmur, searching her face.

"Always with you." She kisses me gently. "I hope this at least helped you feel better a little bit."

I smile, feeling warmth flood my chest. Fuck. I love her so much for even caring enough to try to help me.

"Of course, baby," I tell her.

But as she drifts off to sleep in my arms, the relief I felt moments ago fades.

The note.

That goddamn note.

Honestly, I doubt I'll be able to fall asleep or even relax completely until I find out why Nathan gave me that note. So, I just stare up at the ceiling, allowing my thoughts to race for the remainder of the night.