Chapter 143

Kennedy

I wasn’t sure how I felt about becoming this pack’s Luna. On one hand, I felt like the pack, or at least some of the pack members, were starting to trust and believe in me. On the other hand, I still had a mate who said he’d try to listen to me but didn’t.

I didn’t care how Arlo treated me. I could handle him. But I worried about Christy, and I worried about him being let out before my Luna ceremony. What if he tried to hurt someone I loved, someone in my family? I didn’t see Arlo as the forgiving type. Of course, my mate didn’t seem to be that kind of man either, but I trusted him to keep the peace for me.

I’d been pleasantly surprised that several warriors had changed their minds about leaving, and this morning, while I expected many to leave, it wasn't as many as I thought. Some who hadn't come to speak with me had decided to stay on their own. It felt like each warrior who decided to stay was a win for me.

Warren stood at my side while Arlo and his brother Slater both accepted me as their Luna before they took off. From what Quirin said, most of the pack was going to Henry’s pack. At least I knew they would be safe. I hated that they refused to stay, but I couldn’t force them, and I wouldn’t. And if they were going to leave, I’d rather know that they were safe. At least no one decided to leave the pack permanently. I’d take that as a win as well.

After the warriors left, I rushed to the pack hospital, making sure everything was in order, knowing that my mother would want to see what I’d done there. Then, I went back to the packhouse to make sure that the rooms for my family and Henry’s family were in order. As the current Alphas, my brother and Henry would both have rooms on the Alpha floor. Since all of the other rooms up here were vacant, there was no problem with that. We were also putting my parents on this floor along with Alpha Harold and Luna Farrah. My sisters and brothers were going to stay on the Beta floor with Kier.

I checked all of the rooms, making sure they had everything that my family and our guests would need, and I smiled when I saw the flowers that I’d requested. Since I knew my mother loved flowers, I had Christy order them for all of the rooms. My brothers probably wouldn’t even notice, but my sisters would, and my mother definitely would.

Once I felt that everything was in order, I headed back to my room to shower and get ready to greet our guests. They should be arriving early this afternoon, and I knew that Quirin wanted to talk with them right away about the silver on our pack lands so they knew not to stray too far from the packhouse.

I was just getting out of the shower when Quirin walked in. I expected him to be a bit broody because my father was coming, but he surprised me with his signature half-smile.

“I can feel your excitement, Little Pup. Are you happy to have your family here?”

“I am! I’m disappointed that we won’t be able to show them around, or at least not everywhere, but I’m really excited for them to see our pack. And… I’m happy that more warriors stayed than I expected,” I said honestly.

“Me too. I know that was bothering you, and I don’t like to see my Little Pup frown.”

“You’re not going to call me Little Pup during my Luna ceremony, are you?” I asked him, narrowing my eyes at him.

“No. I realized when Arlo called you ‘pup’ that the pack has never heard my pet name for you. So, we’ll keep it just between us, agreed?”

“Hmmm, as long as you realize that I’m not a little pup, Quirin,” I said.

As quick as a snake, he reached out and tugged the towel off my body, his eyes darkening.

“This is not the body of a pup. This is the body of a grown woman. My woman. My mate,” he purred, reaching out to stroke his fingers over my nipples. As if my body was proving his point, my nipples instantly responded to his touch, hardening into tight peaks and sending heat straight south.

“Quirin, my family will be here soon,” I said breathily. It had been days since we’d been together. Between the warriors needing to get the silver out of their wounds, my argument with Quirin, and long days for both of us, we just hadn’t had time to be together.

“I know they will be. I want them to smell me on you,” he said, leaning in to run his nose over my jaw and breathing deeply.

“What about you? Do you want my scent on you?” I asked, running my hands up his chest.

“Always,” he said, turning me to face the mirror.

“Quirin?” I asked. This was new.

“You should see how beautiful you are when you come undone for me, Kennedy.”

I blushed as his hands came around and began teasing my nipples. I pressed myself back against him, feeling his hard length under his clothes.

“Shouldn’t you be naked too?” I asked, my head falling back against him.

“I will be. I have to fight to maintain control when I’m with you, Kennedy. You know that. And I want you to see how beautiful you look when you get lost in my touch,” he said, his eyes focused on his fingers and my breasts.

“Don’t close your eyes,” he murmured. I hadn’t even realized I’d closed them.

I opened them, looking into his fiercely possessive gaze as he growled softly behind me, adding to the raging heat already flowing through my body.

He slid one hand down my stomach to my slick, wet heat as his other hand wrapped more tightly around me, moving to the other nipple. It felt like he was holding me in his embrace as he slowly brought me to the point where I would shatter in his arms.

He growled when his fingers slid through my soaked lips.

“Quirin,” I moaned as his fingers began working in circles around my cl*t.

“You’re so f cking wet, Kennedy. So f cking ready for me. But I want you to see yourself. I want you to see how f cking gorgeous you are when you come for me,” he growled, the fingers on my cl t moving more quickly.

My body began to shake as I got closer to my orgasm.

“Open your eyes, Kennedy,” he growled when I closed them again.

I opened my eyes, seeing a woman who barely looked like me as the orgasm ripped through me. I cried out, grabbing onto his arms, trying to hold myself together. His body seemed to wrap around me as he held me while my body jerked.

“Look how f*cking beautiful you are,” he growled.

I’d just started to come down when he pulled away, quickly stripping off his clothes before he was behind me again.

“Hands on the sink,” he commanded, his voice a deep growl of desire.

When I complied, he lined himself at my entrance and grabbed my hips, bottoming out inside me in one thrust. I wasn’t sure what it was like for others, but I loved that my mate lost control when we were together. He was so tightly controlled about everything else in his life, but not here when he was with me. With me, it was raw need and desire, and I loved it.

This time, he didn’t have to tell me to watch. He grabbed my hips and began thrusting into me, his control obviously on the verge of snapping.

“It always feels so f cking good being inside you, Kennedy. So f cking good,” he growled, and I watched as he lifted his head as if basking in the feel of being inside me. It made me feel powerful that my strong mate wanted me so desperately.

“I need you to come for me, Kennedy,” he growled, his eyes snapping back to mine. I bent forward even more, arching my back and taking him deeper as I felt my body climbing back up the peak.

“Yes, Quirin,” I said as he continued growling behind me, maintaining his punishing pace.

“Yes,” he growled just as my orgasm ripped through me. I cried out, watching as he lifted his head to the ceiling and roared his own release, pushing both of us through the orgasm until he collapsed over top of me, both of us panting.

“Okay, you might think I’m beautiful when I come, but you’re really sexy when you come,” I told him.

He burst out laughing, the sound warming my heart. I watched in the mirror as he pressed his forehead against my back while he laughed.

“Oh, Goddess, I love you, Kennedy,” he said, kissing my spine at the nape of my neck and sending a fresh wave of shivers through my body.

“I love you too, Quirin.”

He looked at me in the mirror. “I know we still have a lot of things to work through, Kennedy. But I’m so happy you’re officially taking your place as Luna of our pack this weekend.”

“Me too,” I said. He was right, we did have a lot to work through still, but I knew one thing: I loved this man with all my heart. I always had.

And I was my mother’s daughter, so I knew I could find a way for us to come together, to work together as the leaders of a pack should.