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"A little," I admitted.
"Just let your wolf take the lead. It'll be worth it, I promise." He lifted my hand to press a light kiss to the back of it, shocking me into stillness before he let go and followed Onyx, who was already across the clearing with Jayce ad Saint.
"Smooth."
I flinched at the closeness of Neo's voice, shocked he was still here.
"Neo," I acknowledged. "Didn't you just leave a few seconds ago?"
"Yes," he replied. "Then I came back." His calm confidence always intrigued me. He leaned in to press a soft kiss to my left temple. I blinked in confusion and looked to his closed eyelids while a slight smirk formed on those delicate lips.
"Find me," he whispered, and with that, he was walking towards the others - leaving me stumped with Dimitris.
"I never would have taken him for a flirt," Dimitris muttered mostly to himself when the rest of our pack was out of sight. "Mate bonds sure change people."
"I don't think it changed him much," I suggested.
"It didn't change who Neo is," Dimitris admitted. "All it did was open doors for him that we've never witnessed until recently."
He turned his attention to me. "Strip. No more delaying the inevitable."
"How painful is it going to be?" I asked while stripping out of my clothes. Dimitris was watching me closely, his eyes trailing down my body as I stepped out of panties. Tugging my hair out of its ponytail once more, he waited until I was completely done to answer.
"A little worse than last time. You'll get used to it," he assured me as he began to loosen his tie. Once the silk fabric was loose and out of its knot, he began to work on unbuttoning his dress shirt. I wondered if he was doing it slowly on purpose, but regardless, I was watching every movement, from the way he slid his shirt off his body to the calculated movement of his hands that unbuckled his Louis Vuitton belt. When he was finished, standing in the nude, I had to bite my bottom lip to tame any potential comments that threatened to slip out.
Just like that marvelous painting hanging in my suite, Dimitris was drawn perfectly. Every chiseled line of muscle, each tattoo stroke upon his flesh, his creamy porcelain skin was perfection, and Mother Moon indeed gave him the length that was perfect to meet any woman's satisfaction.
If I wasn't focused on getting on with this shifting process, I would have wanted to do other things, but I had to also mentally remind myself that Dimitris was into men, which meant I didn't stand a chance.
But William does. Would he be on top...probably, but the idea of him being a power bottom. Yum. I really shouldn't be thinking about this right now.
"I agree," Dimitris muttered as if to embarrass me. "Are you finished?"
I shouldn't have reacted impulsively, but the Pink Moon was surely empowering me to be as defiant as possible today because I was in front of him with one large step, my lips crushing his.
Those pink jewels widened to acknowledge I'd switched in less than a blink of an eye, and his shock only heightened my arousal in the brief moment while I made sure my teeth lightly tugged on his bottom lip as I pulled back.
Another blink and I was back to Willow - my wide grin showing just how badass I felt as I replied, "Ya. I'm done."
There was a howl in the background, catching our attention as we peered forward.
"Are they okay?" I asked, feeling a bit protective.
"That was Neo being impatient. He's anxious to see your wolf form," Dimitris replied. "Seriously, though. Are you ready?"
I should have answered right away, but there were those jitters of nervousness.
"Fuck," I cursed. "I'm still so nervous."
Dimitris peered at me. I couldn't help but give him a conflicted look.
"I...just..." I struggled to find the words, and he reached out to gently hold my cheek.
"You've earned this moment, Willow," he said firmly as his eyes locked on mine. "Years of torture, years of solitude, multiple moments where the world mocked you for being different, and finally, after twenty-five years of wondering where you belong, you've found your purpose. Where you belong and deserve to be. Stop letting your thoughts hinder you from freedom. Let go, Sweet Willow, and I swear I'll be right here to guide you."
He meant every word, and I couldn't deny how his support lifted me up as all my past insecurities and trauma faded away.
He was right. I'd earned this. I’d survived all the turmoil from the world, and at my very hands, to make it to this point in time. Here I was, with a pack that actually accepted me. A pack of Forbidden individuals who many were frightened of.
