Chapter 69 - The Alpha King and His Second Chance

Edward

"Here I brought you this." I said, reaching into the back seat of the car and handing my mate my hoodie.

"Mmm, it smells just like you." She hummed in appreciation.

""I was thinking you could wear it when we get to the palace, avoid any unnecessary attention for the moment."

"Good idea." She said, snuggling into it.

After a bunch of theories being bounced back and forth between Dr. White, Gwendolyn, and I, we came to believe that the reason Sierra woke up was from her vampire genes. Technically, in order to kill a vampire, you cut off their head and burn the body. Since neither happened to Sierra, her body took the time it needed to heal from any and all internal and external damage. None of us even thought about that when we assumed she had passed away, there were no real signs of life either. Her body basically shut down for repairs and reset itself when it was ready to go again.

"Okay, we're here." I said, pulling in front of the palace.

"Its beautiful." Sierra said, staring intently.

"Familiar?" I asked.

"Very. Like from a dream." She said, looking over the palace, absent-mindedly walking towards the gardens.

"Hang on." I said, flipping her hood up. She gave me a small smile, tucking herself under my arm as we walked.

"What happened here?" Sierra said, stopping abruptly. "I feel...anxious being here."

I looked to where her eyes were fixed and I immediately knew why. "It's where they almost took our son, Xander. You took his place. It's when the war began."

"Oh..." She frowned. "Who were they?"

"The Purebred Guardians. They were a group of extremists who hunted down hybrids, like yourself and our pups."

"So I'm part werewolf, vampire, witch." She said, more like a question. "I have a wolf, powers, and the ability to survive death...Its kinda hard to believe. But deep down it feels right." She shrugged.

"Would you like to see my wolf?" I asked.

She nodded right away, I had a feeling she would. She, like me, wanted proof before she would really buy into something. I started to strip, Sierra's face turned a beautiful shade of pink as she not so discretely check me out.

"Sorry..." She said sheepishly and turned away when she saw I had noticed.

"Nothing you haven't seen before." I winked. "You are my mate, and we have had five pups together." I added, trying to warm her up for the conversation we would need to have in a little while.

I shifted and let Edmund take over. He was overjoyed to see our mate again. Edmund licked her face and she petted his head, his tail wagging profusely. They spent about an hour together. Edmung let Sierra ride on his back and then let her use him as a giant pillow while she watched the clouds go by. It was early spring time, so it was a bit cold outside for the average person, but for us werewolves the cold didn't bother us.

"Edmund, can I see Edward again?" She asked.

I quickly shifted back, my head racing. I never told Sierra my wolf's name. "You remembered his name! I never told you his name! Goddess there is hope!" I said, grabbing Sierra and pulling her into a big bear hug. She laughed and blushed, taking in my naked form again. She stared into me with her signature 'fuck me' eyes, her normally blue eyes turning pitch black. I leaned down, stopping just short of her lips, giving her the option to continue or back out. Although we were mates and had done it all, I wasn't going to force her into anything physical until she was ready. Thankfully, she met my lips without hesitation, sparks erupting when we touched. A small moan escaped Sierra's lips, it seemed to surprise her, enough for her to pull away, her face flaming red.

"Dont be embarrassed, I love hearing you moan." I said in a husky voice. Reluctantly, I retrieved my clothes and began dressing, not wanting to make her feel more uncomfortable than she already seemed.

"What is marking?" She asked while I dressed, taking me by surprise.

"That is a conversation for inside." I said, taking her hand and leading her to a more private place.

We got a few glances on the way to the elevator that led to our floor. I ignored them all and continued to lead a hooded Sierra upstairs. I could worry about them later. When we finally got upstairs, Sierra carefully looked over every photo that hung on our walls while I tried to pick up a few toys that cluttered the floor.

"They look just like you." She smiled.

"They have you in there too...and actually, Abby is your twin." I said, coming up behind her. I could hear her breath catch in anticipation, but I made sure not to touch her.

"Which one is she?"

"She isn't on the wall yet actually. Things have been chaotic lately." I sighed.

"Im sorry." She frowned. I could feel her guilt through our bond.

"Dont be, if it weren't for you, none of us might be here right now."

"Hm...Will you tell me now what marking is? You and the doctor said it worked before? Maybe we could try it again? I want to remember, I can feel it, my memory is right there." She pleaded.

"We can. But know that there is no pressure for us to mark each other until you are ready." I said, walking towards the couch.

"Okay." She said, following my lead and taking a seat next to me.

"So for werewolves, we have something called mates. You are mine, and I am yours. When we find our mate, to seal the bond, we mate and mark each other. What that basically means is that we engage in sexual intercourse, and during that our canines will extend and we bite each other, leaving a permanent mark on the other person."

"That sounds a bit savage." Sierra laughed nervously.

"Well, it's a two-sided coin. The initial bite comes with a blinding pain, but it disappears so quickly and turns into, well, excasty."

"And we've done this before?" She asked.

"Yeah, this is mine here." I said, turning my head and pointing to my mark. "And this is yours." I swept her hair over her shoulder and placed my fingers over her mark, a gasp escaping her. She brought her hand to mine and felt the raised scar tissue.

"Huh...so if we were to do this again, it would be while we were..."

"Yeah." I nodded. "It's been done without mating, usually by force, but the pain for the recipient doesn't get replaced by pleasure. It would normally end in them passing out in pain. Sex kinda sets the scene for the pleasure to take lead during a marking. At least among werewolves, if a wolf mates with a different species, it's usually just painful."

"I see..."

"But like I said before, there is no rush for us. I'm just happy to have you here, alive." I smiled.

"No, I want to...it seems like the right thing to do. If I'm being honest, everything in me wants you right now." She blushed. Goddess, I missed that blush.

"Yeah? Right now?" I asked, taken back. I thought it was just me who was feeling the pull, but she was too. Of course, I always wanted to sink into my mate, but this feeling was different. It felt like a need more than a want.

"Yes." She nodded. "But go easy on me." She laughed nervously, her eyes raking over my body.

"Lets go." I stood, taking Sierra with me.

I led her to our bedroom. Her eyes were set only on me. I discarded my shirt first, then reached for the hem of hers. I slowly lifted it over her head, her arms instinctively raising to help it come off easily. My lips met hers, our kiss deep and needy. I unhooked her bra next, her perfect breasts greeted me with pebbled nipples, my calloused hands roaming freely, savoring the feeling of having my mate again. Sierra surprised me and started unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down along with my boxers, my erect manhood springing free. I returned the favor and finished stripping her down to her birthday suit. My hands found her hips, pushing her back onto our bed. I left her legs dangling off the edge, dropping to my knees and spreading her wide. I nipped the inside of her thighs, getting an immediate reaction. Sierra tried to close her legs on instinct, but I kept them apart, burying my tongue in her weeping flower.

"Goddess..." Sierra moaned, her hands gripping the sheets.

"If you like that, you're going to love this." I smirked, diving in deeper, my tongue playing with her clit while I slipped a finger into her. She moaned louder, I could feel her clamping down on me already. "Dont cum yet." I warned, slowing my pace to drag things out. Sierra growled in protest, the first real sign of her wolf lurking beneath the surface. I kept her going, bringing her to the edge, then slowing things down, driving her wild. When her legs started to shake, I knew it was time to send her over. I added another finger and picked up the pace, finger fucking her sense less.

"Edward!" She cried out, her back arching off the bed while her pussy threatened to snap my fingers off. I let her come down from her high before withdrawing my fingers and lapping up her sweet nectar.

"Your turn." She said, sitting up and pulling me onto the bed. She didn't waste any time, taking my dick in her mouth, licking off the precum that had made its way out. My eyes rolled back into my head, I felt like a teenager ready to bust a nut already.

"Fuck" I hissed, grabbing a fistful of her hair and slowing her down. She responded by cupping my balls with one hand and using the other to massage the base of my shaft. "Don't stop." I growled. I could feel Sierra smirk while she continued to suck me off. I got lost in the feeling, forgetting to warn her that I was about to come, but she took it like a champ, swallowing every last drop I had to give.

"Mmm. You taste good." She hummed.

Something inside me snapped, maybe the way she said it or seeing her wiping the cum off her lips and sucking it off her fingers. I wasn't sure, but a feral feeling washed over me. I pulled us off the bed, bending Sierra over and spreading her legs. I was already ready for round two, entering her in one quick thrust. Her head snapped back, her arms bracing themselves on the mattress. "Tell me if its too much." I said, knowing she said she wanted to take things easy, probably because she couldn't remember ever having sex. Luckily, I knew exactly what my mate liked. I slowly pulled out of her and thrust back in quickly, repeating this until her knees started to buckle. I flipped her over, taking her to the middle of the bed, where I began pounding into her. She latched onto me like a vice, her arms and legs wrapping around me while her mouth claimed mine. My canines were aching to come out and sink into her, again.

"Mark me." She growled, her eyes slammed shut.

That was all the encouragement I needed. I licked her neck and sucked hard, preparing her to be marked. Without another thought, I bit down, my teeth practically tingling from the feeling of being inside her again. She cried out, her pain morphing quickly into pleasure, her body trembling beneath me from reaching her climax. She surprised me and bit me back, her vampire teeth having a similar effect, causing me to bottom out inside her.

"Goddess, that was amazing." I said, catching my breath. I was still inside her, my dick interested in the prospect of going again. I couldn't get enough of her. Time hasn't changed that in the slightest. If anything, it only made my need for her even stronger.

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Sierra

I held my neck where Edward marked me while I came down from my high. So much had happened over the past few days I could hardly believe it. I really cant believe I just slept with a guy, who, to me, I had just met. But the family pictures didn't lie. The stories all added up, there was no doubt in my mind that he was mine, and I his. Everything felt right about being here. If only I could remember...

"I'll start us a shower." Edward said, pulling out slowly and kissing my forehead. It was then that my head started to spin. I grabbed onto Edward for support, even though I was already lying down. "Sierra?" Edward asked. I couldn't focus enough to even see his face which was right in front of me, it was all a blur, until it wasn't.

Thousands of memories came flooding back to me, from my childhood to adult life and everything in between. The feeling was so overwhelming I held onto Edward even tighter. He was trying to say something to me but he sounded like he was underwater, or maybe I was. I gasped for air as soon as the memories stopped, panic coming over me.

"Sierra? Sierra baby are you okay?" Edward had concern written all over his face.

"I remember," I said. Chills running up my spine. "I remember everything."

"It worked?!" He said in happy disbelief.

"It worked, I remember." I began to sob on my mate. He held me tight, his own quiet tears landing on my shoulder.

"You remember!"

Every good and bad memory came back to me in one overwhelming moment. The only thing I could do was cry. I cried for the joy of finding my mate, the joy of my pups and family and friends and I cried for the loss of dear friends and family who should have had more time. I cried for the ugly and painful moments in my life. But I mostly cried in relief, I remembered. It was scary not knowing who I was or where I came from. I felt so lost, so vulnerable. And then I remembered the day I was taken.

"It was Arthur!!" I exclaimed, practically shaking Edward.

"What was Arthur? And which one? Councilman Arthur? Or the Arthur who mows our lawn?" He asked, confused, trying to keep up with my insanity.

"Councilman Arthur, he was behind it all! I couldn't believe it!" I said, figuring they probably couldn't, or maybe didn't even care to, identify the dead bodies at the lab.

"Wait, what?" Edward said, turning serious in a nano second.

"He is the one who tried to take Xander, he was using my brother's powers to help himself all along! He revealed himself at the lab, Goddess, I couldn't believe it!"

Edward flew off the bed, practically jumping onto the pile of clothes on the floor. He pulled out his phone and started dialing.

"What's wrong?" I asked, dread washing over me.

"Councilman Arthur is still alive." He said, the only sound between us was the ringing at the other end of the phone. I could hear a muffled voice a moment later and then Edwards' snappy response "Bring the pups home now."