She holds it to her chest like it’s a lifeline. “Thank you.” She bows her head and they both run off. Why do I feel like something bigger is happening?
Damon smiles at me, and I kiss his cheek. I love seeing him so happy. One by one, people approach us. I guess they don’t feel like we are going to eat their faces off anymore. We are approached by more guys than girls—there are fewer females than males at this gathering, for some reason.
In a way, deep down, I’ve always known that this would be my position. Damon was made to be alpha, and we fill each other’s needs perfectly.
This is fate.
When the day winds down, we have talked to a lot of people, and it’s time for the wretched dinner again. I couldn’t help but notice Damon was the only alpha talking to people. Without a pack you can’t be alpha. I think many of them have lost their humility.
When we enter our house, Brantley is lying on Jackson’s chest, fast asleep. Aiden is in a small bed beside them. I smile, tiptoeing past them. Aiden is going to be so loved and cared for, and he is going to grow up in a supportive community. I love being a part of this pack. I love every bit of it, and I love the fact that Damon has built this pack, making it different from all the others. I have tasted freedom, and I want other shifters to feel the same thing.
Damon closes the door behind me, and I pull my shirt over my head and turn around to face him. “Everything off, Moon.”
I smirk, unbutton my pants, and slowly pull them off my body, taking my panties with them. His eyes darken as he takes me in. I run my hand up my side and pull my hair out of the bun at the top of my head, letting my hair flow around me.
“You are made to be fucked, Moon. I shouldn’t even look at you, so perfect.” I smile at his sweetness, and he splits the distance between us, his hands going to my face. “All of you is just perfect. Sometimes I think that you are part of a dream. That I would never be blessed with someone as amazing as you.”
Tears fill my eyes at his words. “You say you are blessed, but it is me that is blessed, Damon. You are the sweetest, kindest man I have ever met. You have completed my life. You’re my world.”
He lowers his head, resting his forehead against mine, and we stare into each other’s eyes, “Together we will take over the world.”
“What are you saying, Damon?” I lean back, staring at him.
“I am saying that I am going to challenge alphas and make this shifter world the way it’s meant to be.”
I sit on the edge of the bed, letting his words wash over me. What he wants to do is completely insane, but if anyone can succeed it is Damon.
“I don’t want to raise my baby in a world like this, Moon.”
I get it now.
“I want him to have choices, live as pleases as what and who he wants to be.”
“I will be with you every step of the way.”
He smiles before he bends down and takes my mouth. I grab his hair, pulling him further into me. I want to feel him on top of me, moving inside me, filling me up to the brim. Ishiver at my thoughts, and I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter.
Damon breaks the kiss, looking at me. “Someone thinking some dirty thoughts?”
“Ohh, yes.” I smirk and climb to the top of the bed. I open my legs, he growls and, in a split second, his hands are resting on my thighs. He winks as my hands go to the back of his head, and he shows me exactly whom I belong to.
Farren
Today we are finally leaving this hell hole. I am ready to go home and sleep in my own bed, and I am definitely done with looking over my shoulder constantly. We have packed up everything and are just waiting to walk out to our vehicles. Over the past couple of days, Damon has handed out quite a few of his cards to shifters who are considering switching packs.
Hopefully, we have some women wanting to switch; we need more women to balance out all the men. I am hopeful that the red-haired beauty will be joining us with her brother, and maybe even her parents.
“You have everything, Moon?”
I nod and grab the small bag that I am allowed to carry. Damon is a bit protective and literally just wants me to lie in bed, relaxing, but that is not me and he will get over it. He waits for me and opens the door, and I step out onto the porch. Brantley is sitting there, and I follow his gaze to see Jackson walking around with Aiden.
How beautiful.
“I am so lucky,” Brantley tells me, and I smile and touch the back of his head. I’m so happy for him.
“Load up, everyone!” Damon yells, and everyone starts picking up their bags and other items off the ground and storing them in the back of the vehicles. Damon walks in front of me with our bags. He clicks the clicker, and our Hummer’s back door opens. Brantley is behind me and, all of a sudden, the hair at the back of my neck rises.
My eyes move around the large field, and I see a pack walk onto the property. I breathe in deeply, my eyes closed. My eyes fly open at the scent—they are here for Aiden. Jackson arrives as the pack charges us. Damon grabs me, lifting me clean off the ground, and puts me in one of the Hummers. Brantley starts to hand Aiden to me.
