Despite being young Sara was a wolf... stubborn. Very stubborn.
Among her goals was to have pups with Siran. The beta of the wolf who had picked her up, so that was how it would be. She'd said so from the first time she'd seen him and she wouldn't back down. That was the right wolf.
So from the day she had been welcomed into the herd she always looked for a way to be with him. Although he was not very much in agreement with her wishes. He used to find ways to sneak around so she couldn't find him and hide, even though she had an innate facility for spotting him. Or he would growl at her when she got close, earning a louder growl from Hades for doing so.
Daddy Hades was always so protective. She teased him about it.
Still, Sara did not complain. She always justified that Siran was shy.
She had already caught him more than once following her with his eyes or sniffing her, after she had been close to another male. Although he always denied it. It was a strange game they had between the two of them that many called love-hate. She, on the other hand, would only claim that Siran was just playing hard to get.
Although she played hard to get for so many years, even she herself was getting tired of it.
Even so, she was a happy wolf. Much happier than when she lived in her old pack. Hades was really good and allowed her to live in the mansion. She was his ward, so she received almost the same respect as he did.
He took care of her, taught her what she needed, was aware of her training, like all the wolves in the pack who knew the minimum to defend themselves. Reason why more than loving and admiring him, she considered him as a father. She had received more affection in the years she had been under Hades' care, until she became a full-fledged adult wolf, than her parents' affection mixed in.
Although for many the wolf's closeness could be considered otherwise. Sara didn't care. As long as she believed in her, she didn't care what others thought.
Besides, she just wanted to have a relationship with Siran and become Siran's mate. It's just that, god, the wolf was everything she expected from her mate.
A physique that made her bite her lips and squeal like crazy, not to mention that she got hot at the sight of him, especially after he transformed and walked naked next to Hades. Nothing else had eyes for him. The way he talked, the way he moved, he was perfect. That, minus a little bit of his temper. That one needed a little work. But for that there was time and she was preparing the way.
Like that night he snuck into the beta's room.
I knew he would be sleeping peacefully. He was exhausted from two days of work without rest with Hades. They had reinforced the security of the whole pack, as the she-wolf who was carrying Hades' offspring was about to give birth.
Hades had been really tense as it wouldn't be the first time that his cub's life was in danger. He only prayed that it would be born alive. He had already seen, years ago, how the cub had perished in mid-gestation and the alpha had become depressed. The good thing was that a week later he appeared fully recovered. Sara knew him well, though. A part of his soul was gone, hiding that feeling behind a false smile.
But, this time, Caesar had given good news at the last minute, and the cub was stable inside the mother's body, so they could rest until further notice.
And she took advantage by asking Hades for the key to Siran's room, who did not refuse her. With a smile he had welcomed her with the intention of sleeping next to him now that his guard was down. It was just to sleep, nothing more. She opened up making it as quiet as possible. The damn wolf had super developed senses, and if she wasn't careful he could throw her out of there as he had done on previous occasions.
But tonight would not be like that. She couldn't sleep with a thousand things on her mind and she knew the only way to do that would be next to the wolf she loved. So she approached slowly, stopping short.
There, in the darkness, the moonlight filtering through the window illuminated a body from the bottom up in bed. Siran slept soundly, completely naked. The sheet covered from the hips down and revealed the beautiful patch of light hair that moved from his navel to his now hidden crotch, perhaps not for long.
She swallowed dryly and ran the tip of her tongue across her lips. Her wolf was there and she wanted to be by his side, she would just sleep. She kept repeating that over and over in her head. She had never been next to him in bed and she hoped he wouldn't reject her... again. She had only ever been with one other wolf in bed and that was with Hades, when she couldn't sleep at night, after she had been thrown out of the pack, and he would hold her protectively so she could rest.
Sara was still a virgin and intended to remain so, her virginity belonged to Siran.
Stealthily she approached the bed and slowly crawled under the sheet until she could lie down. She knew how tired the beta was and she had no intention of having sex with him, so she wasn't wearing a sexy nightgown, but a long, cotton one, not at all sensual. She didn't want to look like she was teasing him. Not this time.
She moved closer to him taking care of her movements and when she was next to him she gently dropped her head on his shoulder. The feeling and the warmth that seeped through her skin was so gratifying that she almost let out a moan. Siran's scent really was so strong and exotic that it turned her on. Hell, she had to control herself or the wolf might wake up. So she bit her lower lip and didn't move. She lay still against him feeling his heat and hearing his breathing.
But minutes later the wolf turned sideways and his arm clutched tightly around her waist pulling her tight against his body. It was then that she could feel an erection against her stomach and almost gasped.
Siran was excited. Sleepy, but excited.
His thigh slipped between her legs and his head was against the hollow of her neck where his nose sniffed her. Sara shuddered at his closeness and smiled. Her hands stroked the wolf's hair and she settled against him letting him embrace and hold her close.
She closed her eyes allowing herself to sleep now, but Siran's voice woke her and blew her sleep away when she heard him say....
-Sara.
And the fucker was still erect and asleep.
Bottom line. Sara didn't sleep the rest of the night processing that. Siran had said her name while clinging to her. Did that mean that...