Chapter 29

**Zoe**

Ryker gives me a hug and tells me thank you for saving him. He then shoves me playfully and tells me to never do it again. Katelynn hugged me and told me she was worried sick and never to do that again. Last is Tyler; he just shakes his head and says, “I can not blame you. I would have done the same”. I was shocked; I expected Tyler to be the most upset. In that moment, I felt a mix of relief, guilt, and gratitude. He rubs my head and tells me I should take him next time, his concern palpable.

It makes Ryker and me laugh, and Katelynn scolds him, telling him not to encourage me. We all share a moment of light-heartedness in the midst of the seriousness.

Katelynn is the one who finally says what’s weighing on all of us.

So the bastard is still alive and out of prison.

“Yep,” I say.

Do you think that is why he wants you? Ryker asks.

Tyler chimes in and says it has to be; he wants to punish Zoe for what she did.

I play with the hem of my shirt, trying not to think back to that night. The fear of my father’s wrath is always there, lurking in the shadows. I know why he wants me dead, and I knew if he ever got out of prison, he would want me dead.

I am jolted out of my memory as Tyler says, “We need to explain it to Jackson.” We have all been carrying this heavy burden for 10 years, a past that none of us ever wanted to talk about. But I agreed with him: It was our duty to relieve ourselves and tell Jackson what happened with our father.

We all agree that we need to speak to Jackson. I tell them about my exciting date with Jackson tonight and my training tomorrow. They agree that we can tell them tomorrow. Jackson had already requested a meeting with my brothers tomorrow at 4 p.m. So they are going to let him know that Katelynn and I will be joining them. My brother left me and Katelynn.

Okay, I need to text Aliza and Erica. I tell her, “I need your help picking a dress for tonight.”

The 4 of us went through every dress in my closet, and I finally decided on a red dress. It is long and has a slit up the side. It goes over one shoulder, so it shows up on my mark. It hugs all my curves but does not show off too much. Erica grabbed one of the sexy garments I bought when we went shopping and told me to put it on under my dress. I couldn’t wait to show it to Jackson after the date, the anticipation was killing me.

630 arrives sooner than I expect. The lady who styled my hair and applied my makeup has worked wonders. She’s fashioned my hair into an elegant updo, with a few delicate strands framing my face. Her light touch with the makeup has made my green eyes sparkle. I steal a glance at my reflection as I make my way to the elevator, feeling a newfound sense of beauty.

Stepping off the elevator, my eyes are immediately drawn to my partner, resplendent in a black suit. He’s a vision, the suit accentuating his piercing blue eyes. I’m spellbound as I approach him. He wraps an arm around my waist, drawing me close. His kiss on my cheek sends a shiver down my spine, a soft moan escaping my lips.

We are suppose to be going to dinner I tell him.

“I have my dinner,” he says as he kisses my mark again.

I playfully push his chest and giggle, feeling the warmth of a blush on my cheeks.

I told him I did not get all dressed up to avoid getting food. He finally concedes and lets me go.

“It’s not my fault you look so irresistible,” he teases as he holds the door open for me.

We arrived at the restaurant, and I was in awe of this place. It is a beautiful Italian restaurant, the people know who we are. The guy who took our car and our jackets called Jackson Alpha and called me Luna. Then, a lady comes to us and tells us our table is ready; she asks us to follow her. They take us to a restaurant area where it is just us. We are outside, with fires going around us for heat. Twinkling lights over our heads. The balcony must have at least 30 dozen red and white roses. Candles and rose peddles are thrown around the table and the ground. It was so romantic and perfect. I look up at Jackson and ask him if he did all this.

He winks at me and says this is just the beginning. As he pulls my chair out for me, I can’t help but wonder what other surprises he has in store.

We order our food and have some wine while we wait for our food. We make small talk and ask each other questions. I discovered that his favorite color is green, and he likes traveling to Italy. He promises that he will take me there if the world ever stops hunting werewolves. He tells me he traveled just like a normal human before the virus. No one ever cared or even thought he was a werewolf. The waiter finally brought us our food, and the food was fantastic. I can not help the moan that escapes my mouth when I take a bite of my chicken Alfredo. The taste was so indulgent that it was impossible not to express my pleasure. Jackson chuckles and says that’s good. Should I be jealous?

I look at him, chuckle, and say, “I would be. This food is amazing. I want to take it home.”

Jackson grabs his chest and pretends that he is hurt. I can not help but laugh at the laughter that leaves my lips. His playful antics were so entertaining, I couldn’t help but be amused. He looked so damn cute when he pouted.

We finish eating, and Jackson takes my hand and leads me to the car. The lady who showed us to our seats hands us our jackets, and Jackson opens the door for me.

We reach the pack house in no time, and Jackson helps me out of the car. He then takes my hand and leads me to our room. My breath hitches when I see our room. It’s a sight to behold, with candles casting a warm glow, a bouquet of red roses adding a splash of color, and rose petals scattered like a carpet. I turn to him in complete awe.

“I have no words; this is amazing,” I say to Jackson.

He leans down and whispers in my ear, his voice filled with emotion, “I will do anything to make you smile like that,” and then his lips are on mine.

We break away from the kiss for air; I reach up and undo my dress, letting it fall to the ground.

I stand before my mate in a red see-through bra and matching underwear with red heels. The growl that leaves my mate’s mouth and the blackness of his eyes tells me he likes it. He lifts me before I can even ask him if he likes it. I wrap my legs around him as he starts kissing me. He pushes me up against the wall and starts kissing my jaw and my neck before he sucks on my mark, causing sparks to shoot through my body and causing a moan to escape my mouth.

Jackson gently lays me down on the bed while he undoes my bra. He returns to kissing me as his hands roam over my body. He starts kissing down my neck and back to my mark again. Everywhere that he touches leaves sparks; my body craves his touch, and I can not get enough of how he makes me feel. He slows and slips my underwear without taking his lips off me. He then starts trailing kisses down my body. Tell me repeatedly how beautiful I was and how amazing my body is. He stops at my breast and takes my nipple in his mouth, causing me to arch my back at the feeling. He turns his attention to my other breast and does the same. Then he starts kissing down my stomach, he leaves gentle kisses by my belly button and then on my thighs. Then he kisses the inside of my thighs, my breath hitches in anticipation for what is coming next. I keep telling myself to relax like Katelynn had told me to do.

He licks my core and I can not control the gasp that comes from me. He does it again and I throw my head back on the pillow. He continues to lick and suck. I am lost in my own words when I start moaning his name. I can not help myself. This is an out of the world experience. My body responds to every lick and I feel my climate building, I throw my head back and scream out Jackson name as my relief rolls over my body. I feel like my body is floating,

Jackson start sucking on my nipples again drawing out the feeling of pure bliss, as he slowly enters me. It only our second time so he being gentle and taking it slow, but I enjoy the feeling of full of him. He feels amazing and I can not get enough him, I istinctly wrap my legs around him pulling him in closure and deeper inside me. He lets out a low growl as I throw my head back enjoying the feeling of him being so deep.

Jackson starts moving his hips and I can feel my lower stomach tightening , and I can feel that I am close to my release again. Jackson kisses down my jar and my neck before moving to my nipples again. Between the feeling of him and the feeling from his sucking on my nipples I feel my release roll over my body.

“Jackson,” I moan out again; the way he makes my body feel is fantastic, and I do not think I will ever get enough.

Jackson kisses me again and then kisses my jaw; I can feel another release coming as Jackson starts sucking on my mark; there are black spots dancing in my vision, and my body spasm as fluid spills out of me and all over the bed. My body feels like a firework was set off inside it. Jackson finds his release after I do and collapses on the bed beside me.

That was amazing, I tell him as I curl into his side and pass out.