Chapter 107: I am yours to command

Chapter 107: I am yours to command
Gwendolyn sat beside Kieran, watching the young Wildings and werewolves dance around the fire which had been lit.

The soft melody from the flute, coupled with the drumming, the singing and the full moon made the night seem magical.

It felt really good to be accepted, and as she looked around, she realized the hateful and disdainful glares were gone. She had been accepted fully.

Beside her, Kieran couldn't pull his gaze away. He was enamored, obsessed and completely captivated by his Luna.

"You are so beautiful, Gwen." He whispered, drawing her attention to him. "So beautiful. Finding you is the greatest gift from the moon goddess."

Gwendolyn smiled and leaned against him. "You make me feel so special."

"You are special, moon of my heart. And I will spend every minute of the rest of my life making you feel that way."

He lowered his hand and touched her stomach. "And our child too."

He cupped her jaw and kissed her, letting his lips linger sweetly. Soon it turned heated, and his hand crawled into her hair and tangled.

He angled her face and kissed her deeply, nipping lightly on her lower lip. The music and singing faded as they got lost in their own little world.

Hands roamed freely, curling tightly around each other as the kiss grew passionate.

Kieran pulled back and rested his head against hers, breathing heavily. "I can't wait to have you. Come on."

Gwendolyn gasped as he pulled her up beside him. Her lips tingled, yearning for more of his kisses. Every inch of her yearned for him.

"We're leaving? What about the ceremony?"

Kieran looked at her and laughed softly. "The most important part is crowning you my Luna. The rest doesn't concern us. But if you want, we can stay..."

"No." She shook her head instantly and smiled. "I don't want to stay. Take me away."

Kieran's smile widened into a smug grin. He took her hand and led her away from all the singing and dancing.

Before leaving, he and Ryder discussed in low tones, and afterwards, Ryder nodded. Then he smiled at Gwendolyn and turned away.

"What did you tell him?"

Kieran lifted their joined hands to his lips and kissed it before answering. "He'll keep an eye on the pack all night, and the whole of tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Gwendolyn repeated. "What's happening tomorrow?"

"Nothing, my love. Just that we won't be here." He grinned and winked, making her blush. "I have no intention of letting you leave my side."

She giggled and leaned her head on his shoulder as they walked into the forest. But when he didn't head back to the mansion, her confusion grew.

"Aren't we going back to the mansion?"

"Not tonight. We're going somewhere special." Kieran murmured as he pulled her close, sniffing her hungrily. "Somewhere you and I can be alone."

"The mating cove?"

"Yes. But a much better one."

Gwendolyn followed him excitedly, her heart thudding with anticipation. She had mated with Kieran before, even bore his mark. But this would be her first time as his Luna. It would be different.

They walked farther into the forest until Kieran stopped beside a sturdy, oak tree. When he turned and faced her, she knew what he was about to do.

"Hold on tight." He said with a chuckle, amused at the excitement in her eyes.

He scooped her into his arms, her white gown contrasting deeply with his dark attire. When his wings burst out, her hands tightened around him instinctively. This was the best part.

She squealed in excitement when he shot into the air suddenly. The thrill of being held in his arms in the sky would never get old.

His wings pulled back as he soared higher, bursting through the clouds. Then he changed directions and flew towards the mating cove, the special one that had been prepared for them.

It didn't take them much time. In a matter of minutes, they arrived there.

Kieran landed smoothly on the ground, but he didn't lower her. His wings dragged behind him as he walked towards the opening of the cove.

"This one looks different." Gwendolyn murmured.

"It is." Kieran nodded. "The last people who used it were my parents. Before he took my mother away. An Alpha can only bring his Luna here. It's why I didn't bring you here ever since. I needed to crown you my Luna first."

Gwendolyn felt her breath caught as they stepped inside the cove. The interior was gigantic. The top of the cove opened up to the sky, letting the glow of the moon pour in.

There was a small pool in the middle, bubbling with fresh water, illuminated by the moon. And beside it, a cozy nest had been set up. The Alpha's mating nest as Cae called it.

Kieran gently lowered Gwendolyn and stood beside her. His eyes never left hers as he held her hips and pulled her close.

"I never want to be apart from you." He murmured thickly. "For even a second. I want to always be beside you. And when all this is over, I want to marry you."

Gwendolyn smiled sweetly and cupped his face, her eyes filled with love. "I thought being your Luna meant we were married."

"I want to make it official." Kieran chuckled. "I want everyone to know you're mine, to know you belong to me for eternity."

As he spoke, he undressed her. His fingers found the zipper behind her dress and slowly lowered it. The moment the cool air touched her back, she shivered.

"I would very much like to rip off this dress, but I don't want to ruin it. It looks so good on you."

Gwendolyn arched into him as he leaned close and kissed the curve of her neck. The zipper lowered further and the dress fell off, catching around her hips.

Kieran lowered to his knees, his lips leaving soft kisses along her stomach. He stroked her hips, a feral growl escaping him.

With one light tug, he pulled the dress down and it pooled around her ankles.

She stood before him in just her underwear. Her nipples hardened under his gaze, straining for his touch.

Still on his knees, he looked up. "I am yours to do as you please, Gwen. For you, I will gladly be your slave. I am yours to command."

Breathless from the intensity in his eyes, Gwendolyn pulled him up and slowly undressed him. Then she led him to the mating nest and lay down, parting her thighs.

Kieran's gaze darkened at the sight of her moist entrance, dripping and ready for him. He looked at her, his eyes a perfect mix of red and gold.

"Take me, Kieran." She whispered. "Claim me."

The words didn't leave her mouth before he joined her on the bed. His hands grabbed her thighs, jerking him against her. In one swift move, her lacy thong was ripped off and tossed aside.

"I'm not promising to be gentle." He whispered gruffly.

She smiled, clamping her thighs around his waist. "I'm not asking you to."