Chapter 56

Daisy's POV

There was so much killing at Summit Pack. Many people were prejudiced, and although I didn't want so many to have died, they needed to. Callum and I could not allow that hatred to fester. We had to wipe it out at the root. It was not easy to do, and everyone had to be questioned. But I was glad that was all over now. It was just Callum and me at our pack. It made me happy. Life could finally go back to normal. My skin began to feel hot.

I knew what this was. "Callum, our room now." "I can't. I'm out hunting." "Fuck then I am coming to you." "What is going on." "Just stay there. I am going to scent you out." My skin was burning as I began to sniff the air. I would need to find him. He could cool my skin. He could stop the throbbing between my legs. I ran as fast as I could. I shifted, knowing I would be faster if I was Summer.

But as Summer, the heat was worse. Her hair felt on fire. My body demanded to be touched. She caught his scent and ran as fast as she could. I shifted back, not being able to be in wolf form. It was too much. I was sweating profusely. My body demanded Callum's. He was close; I knew he was. I walked as my body felt like lead with the insatiable need to be rutted.

Callum must have smelt the heat because he appeared in front of me. He was glorious, naked, and covered in blood. Lorde must have had a good time. "Callum," I called out to him. His mouth was on mine in an instant. His hands traveled all over my naked body. My clothes shredded when I shifted. His hands were slick with blood. "Fuck you smell amazing." He groaned.

This was not enough. My body wanted him inside me. My nipples were hard. My core was sopping wet. I felt him between our bodies, his cock pushing against me. He grabbed my thighs, lifting me so my legs wrapped around him. He walked us back so my back was pressed against a tree. The texture of the bark was rough, digging into my soft flesh.

He was as impatient as I was and moved my hips just a little so he could slide into me. It was euphoric having him inside me. Both of us moved in sync with one another. The burning on my skin was replaced by tingles that spread over my whole body. My legs pulled him into me to go deeper. I was panting and digging my nails into his shoulders. My stomach tightened. My pussy clenched as I was approaching the peak of ecstasy. I let out a moan, calling out his name as I came. A growl ripped from his throat as he pumped into me.

He helped me down. I felt a little wobbly from such a powerful orgasm. The feeling of urgency abelited a minute, but the heat flared up again just as we caught our breath. The heat was starting again. Callum's gaze was dark. He smelt the change. "On the floor." He commanded, and I did as he asked. All I wanted was for him to give it to me in every possible position. I didn't lay on my back.

No, I wanted to be rutted. I demanded that. I got on all fours. "Fuck me," I called out. Callum didn't need to be told twice. He got down behind me and shoved into me. It felt so good to be filled. "Harder," I demanded. His breaths grew ragged as he pounded into me. His face touched my back, and I felt his teeth break my skin. He was biting me. It sent off another orgasm.

But one bite was not enough. He continued to move his face around, finding new flesh to bite. His hands fisted into my hair as he pulled my head back. He was an animal in that moment. Both of us succumbing to our baser instincts. Both of us heard it at the same time, "Alpha Luna." "Fuck off." Both of us said in unison. We did not want to be disturbed, and we wouldn't. He finished pounding me to oblivion.

The next wave of the heat was as intense as the first. I pushed him flat on his back and crawled on top of him. My hips moved of their own accord. They would move me up and down on his shaft. His big hands grabbed my ass, pushing me to go harder. My mouth came down to his chest, and as he had bitten up my back, I returned, biting into his torso. He growled as his blood filled my mouth. Both of us peaked at the same time.

This was only the beginning. The heat lasted 24 hours. We would only have a few minutes in between each wave. At one point, we made it to a nearby stream, where we fucked in the shallow water. My body was taking a beating doing this in the woods. I demanded it rough and uninhibited. Nothing else would quench this desire. It was like I was possessed. Every time he bit me, I would become more unbound. I screamed his name. I clawed at his back and chest, his arms. I bit into him over and over again.

I wondered if other people demanded this to be rough, but I did. Maybe it was because we had bloodlust that things had to be brutal. But I ordered nothing less than wild rutting. He was slamming into me for the millionth time from behind. It looked like a murder scene, I am sure. He started covered in blood. Blood was now all over me. Blood I had taken from him in scratches and bites. My own blood had been spilled as he bit into me repeatedly. Neither of them noticed when someone approached.

"Alpha." Both our heads snapped to see Jax and Reid looking at us. "Fuck off," Callum growled. The two of them turned around, but Callum never slowed. "Alpha, you are needed." I could tell they were embarrassed. "Fuck Off Now." Callum Roared. They took off running. He pounded into me until he spilled inside me. This continued until the heat seemed to lessen. Both of us lay in the dirt. "We should see what they wanted," I said breathlessly. "What?"

"Jax and Reid, they came out here, remember?" "Oh, right." I laughed at him. "Plus, I am hungry." He smiled, and we got up. I was stiff. My body would take a day to recover as well. We walked in silence, both of us exhausted. On walking back, we found a stash of clothes. Callum put on the sweatpants, and I took the oversized shirt. When we came to the packhouse, we saw blue lights from cops' cars. What was going on?