Chapter 98

Rachel POV

Moonglow Pack - Visitor Cabin

Dragging my brush through my hair, I tried to focus on how much better I felt after a quick shower. The bath house had been stalls of showers with flimsy curtains as the only boundary between bathers. I was alone by luck or the hour of my visit more than anything else, but I was glad.

I didn't want to talk about the blood being rinsed off my skin down into the drain at my feet. Even thinking about the conversations which might have come up was enough to have me tossing my brush away in frustration in favor of going to pace in front of the window.

Art hadn't waited long before he came on into the women's washroom to call for me. I finished showering in under ten minutes which was a personal record for me. There was no telling what would happen if I was caught with marks all over me courtesy of Nathan's Lycan form.

We raced back to the Modesty Cabin only for Art to gently shove me toward his visitor cabin instead.

"You go in there. Lewis doesn't need to be triggered by you and Wright celebrating a mating and I actually do need a few hours of sleep."

"Oh! Of course. I'm so sorry. Do you need anything from me? I could---"

"You can go into the cabin and wait on Wright. Just don't go anywhere? Please?"

I nodded, "Cross my heart. I'll stay inside for the rest of the night."

There was nowhere I wanted to go except to bed with my mate. I held my belly bump with one hand while shifting from foot to foot as I waited by the window for any sign of Tyler. How was he going to explain his arrival? Could Justice say she had been sent to bring him to me by the Alpha Council?

Witches were such a rarity, I had no idea how they were considered by other packs. I knew my father's pack had no witches on retainer or even any history of dealing with witches. Until I had fallen pregnant, I had never investigated my mother's people. Did Moonglow Pack have magic users?

I thought it was unlikely they'd use magic if they didn't agree with putting indoor plumbing into their houses.

Eventually I'd get used to the idea of not having access to a bathroom in every residence, but, during this visit, I was going to hold it against them the whole trip.

I was pregnant! Didn't they know pregnant women needed a bathroom ready to use all the time?

A part of me knew I could have asked to stay in the Alpha House, but the idea scared me even though I couldn't exactly name why.

Alpha Campbell had been intense, but he hadn't seemed to outright hate me the way Alpha Wright did.

John Wright treated me as if I had a disease or was a plague on his family. He wanted only the best for his line. I knew his motivation. I tried to understand. It was hard not to take his hatred personally all the same. He had never given me a chance.

Then again, I had started my relationship with his son by lying to him. Who was to blame for that?

Rayne growled in my mind, 'Your father. That weakling is to blame for all the bad blood between us and our mate.'

Wynd would have probably agreed with her and I knew it, but would Tyler? He didn't have any deep love for his father. Would he understand my father had forced my hand to save my brother? I had told him. He had seemed to recognize the situation as being out of my control.

I just had so many doubts.

Tyler arrived in his sedan with Adam driving and I felt a jolt of excitement ring through me which was a combination of my excitement with my wolf's since Rayne was thrilled to see her mate, too.

I had no idea how they'd gotten Adam and the car there so quickly -the long drive was still fresh in my memory regardless of all that had gone on since we had arrived on Moonglow Pack- but I was grateful beyond words.

Throwing the bolt off the door, I waited until Tyler was on the porch before opening it to practically leap into my mate's arms. I wrapped my own arms around his neck and clung to him, fighting back tears.

"I take it someone's glad to see me?"

"Yes. Yes, yes, yes. Please tell me you're not leaving me here alone again?"

I kissed his cheeks, his chin, and finally his lips after he murmured he would be with me as long as I wanted him to be.

"Forever," I insisted, kissing him deeply, trying to pour my love, my devotion, my desire for him into the kiss as I ground my body against his.

Tyler kissed me back with equal passion; I didn't care if I was bruised all over from the fierce grip of his hands first on my hips, then on my ass, then up to my arms before he pulled me back. Our lips parted with a wet sound of protest. I gasped in reaction.

"What?"

"Are you sure? We might be overheard."

"I don't care if every wolf in the world hears. I need you, Tyler."

Tyler swept me into his arms in a bridal carry. I kissed him some more as he walked us over to the big bed Art had been meant to sleep in.

A part of me thrilled at the fact I could smell the huge Alpha male on the bedding before my mate joined me; Tyler was all I could smell. I supposed the scent suppressant was wearing off. I was grateful for that because the lack of smell had been disorienting.

"You can have me," Tyler promised, easing his big body down over mine on the bed.

He braced himself above me, leaning down to kiss me until I was squirming beneath him.

Heat pooled down low in my belly, making me quickly lose my sense of self-control until I had my legs spread wide, wrapping one over Tyler's hip as I tried to pull him down onto me farther. I wanted to feel him between my legs more than I wanted my next breath of air.

Tyler obliged me by pushing up my nightgown before lying between my thighs. I hadn't bothered with underwear so his dress pants pressed directly against my bare flesh, earning a gasp of desire from me before I moved my other leg up to circle Tyler's trim waist.

I tightened my legs around him to hold him as tightly to me as I could, grinding my pussy against the line of his cock beneath his slacks.

"Goddess, I can never get over how much you want me."

I always wanted Tyler. I was so glad he didn't say 'it' the way he usually did.

A part of me had died inside every single time my mate said I was desperate for 'it' when referring to our lovemaking.

I was glad he seemed to understand my desire was for him, not for just sex. I wasn't some whore. I was his fated mate! My body burned for him and him alone.

Tyler reached between us to unfasten his pants, pulling down the zip and freeing his erection. He traced his fingers between the lips of my pussy, dipping two fingers inside me as if to test how ready I was before guiding his cock to my entrance then thrusting inside.

My body bowed off the bed and I yowled at the sensation of being filled so full all at once. He stretched my inner walls to the maximum as he bottomed outside me; his balls were a heavy weight against my perineum which proved he was as deep inside me as he could physically get.

Tyler didn't stop or even slow down. He captured my mouth with his own before pounding into me over and over and over.

My pussy spasmed from the sudden forceful fucking. I came unglued in a matter of minutes, grateful Tyler swallowed my cries with his mouth, his kisses, his tongue even as he worked himself in and out of me for another mind-shattering orgasm.

I was shaking all over when he finally found his own bliss inside my body.

Tyler collapsed beside me on the bed, pulling me over to nestle against his side as we fought to catch our breath.

"That was---"

Tyler chuckled, "Yes. Yes, it was."

We shared a little laughter before cleaning ourselves up a little and making ready to use the bed for the purpose it was intended: sleep.

The morning would come soon enough. We'd have to deal with Alpha Campbell, Moonglow Pack, and our renewed mating.

I had taken back my rejected Alpha mate; I had no regrets about it at all.