Her Forever
(Book 2)- Chapter 52

Jack

Seeing Rosalie this morning waking up was a huge burden lifted from my soul. Sampson stayed awake the entire time Rosalie was asleep, I was both grateful and annoyed I didn’t get any time to be with her. I had been appalled at some of the things he did while she was sleeping. Not only did he yell at warriors but also demanded all unmated males leave the entire pack house. We were mated with her so it shouldn’t really matter but to Sampson it did. Luckily no one listened but it was still embarrassing.

I felt the tension he felt, not knowing how she was doing. He couldn’t ask and he couldn’t get her to mind-link. This new personality he has shown the past couple of days had been concerning but my mother mentioned that Sampson was a bit too calm for an Alpha all this time. Now I will have to relearn to control him as best I can and his possessiveness. Rosalie certainly woke him up from his slumber of whatever he was going through. I’d heard of Wolf depression but even now I didn’t think he would ever admit to it.

While sitting at the dinner table, Rosalie talked about meeting the goddess, she was animated and happy. Her hands would move as she talked and her smiles were directed to the little pups that gathered around the table.

In the few days we had been here she had won over most of the pups. She talked well with the little ones and she also did well with the ones without their Wolves yet. She helped them with their schooling as well as play card games with the older ones. There were many times I had to step in and make sure none of the males touched her. Just because she was marked and mated didn’t mean some hormonal teenager might try to touch her.

Many Wolves stood or sat close to her to hear the story but also to congratulate her on the change. I didn’t like the fact she was getting all the attention and affection from other Wolves. I was to be her protector and she should only care about me. This new found possessiveness gave me a nudge and I grabbed her by her h**s and put her a little too rough on my lap and I got an accusing stare. Just nuzzling into her made her forgive me but damn people need to leave my things alone.

I’m lucky to have such an affectionate mate.

Rosalie has a long way to go to receive her Wolf in it’s full form and be able to shift. She will undergo several sensatory changes such as smell, sound and sight. When she first woke up and commented how good I smelled, tt made me feel less creepy now that she understands how I love smelling her. “I can’t get over how you smell so GOOD!” she m****d in my ear as she was nuzzling it.” Wolves at the table didn’t even look up, they knew how good mates smell, this was just our ways.

“Keep moaning about how my smell is and I might have to take you under the table,” I growled in her ear.

She gasped. “Not in front of your parents,” she swatted my chest playfully while I chuckled and put another piece of food in her mouth.

Even with being completely enthralled with Rosalie, I couldn’t help but wonder how the pack was doing at home. I quickly mind-linked Keith to get a status update.

“Keith, how is the pack?”

“Great Alpha. Things are running smoothly. Several new Wolves want to join our pack. I told them they had to wait until your arrival.”

“Excellent. We will leave in two days and prepare a Luna and Mating ceremony that will happen in two weeks’ time.”

“Great idea, I’ll let the other’s know.”

Rosalie and I had discussed how there are two different ceremonies, and she didn’t want to have too many parties. We agreed to combine them all into one sizeable party and she was satisfied. Rosalie never liked the attention on her too much and this was a great compromise. She didn’t care for the materialistic things like most she-Wolves did and demanded only one dress instead of two for each ceremony. I couldn’t help but laugh about her rant on wasting money. I’m a f*g billionaire in the human world, does she honestly think we would run out of money?

Rosalie began talking again and when my mother mentioned how alphas only wanted s*x and training, which is kind of true, but then I could feel her pain. She was hurting and it was a pain I haven’t felt in years. Her hands went up to her ears and I instantly knew.

“Son, her hearing has come in. You know what to do right?” my mother said in a concerned voice. Her hands gripped the table to touch her but even the slightest touch would sound like nails on the chalkboard to her. Swiftly picking her up I carried her to the woods, the sounds here would be less and there wouldn’t be high pitch sounds of utensils hitting plates.

Setting her down, I coached her through how to deal with the thunder in her ears. She relaxed slightly and had it under control in no time. The sun was setting and the pastel colors reflected off of her face and the wind was framing her face beautifully. Her pretty blue eyes stared up at me in awe and wonder. How lucky could I have possibly gotten?

“Maybe we should get you to bed?” I wiggled my eyebrows and gave a wink. She had other plans, I could almost break into her mind link, what I got from it was, she was going to run. Wolves f*g love to run. Sampson nodded greedily in my head. A grin came on both of our faces as she stepped back.

“Rosalie..” I said darkly.

Rosalie bolted through the trees without a second to spare.

I could hear her laugh as I chased after her. The lights from the moss flew up into air and whisped by quickly by the passing wind she caused. Her hair was being flown into the air by the woodland sprites who were laughing with her. She was an angel, no Werewolf. She was the light I had been searching for and here she was, laughing with me, caring for me even though she should be the one that needs to be cared for. Rosalie has set my heart ablaze of nothing but love and passion for her.

As she continued running and laughing, I went into hunting mode. I slowed my heart, my breathing so she couldn’t hear. Her sense of smell would still be there but I would be downwind of her. There was a perfect spot of Purple Fairy Moss laying on the forest floor. It was thick and soft, perfect for me to pounce on her.

Hearing her footsteps through the woods, she was coming back from where she came from. Feeling the worry and agitation in her voice, I decided to pounce. A soft squeal graced my ear as I pinned her down in the moss and purple lights flew from it.

“Gotcha.” I breathed and planted a k**s on her lips. She smiled at me and caressed my face.

“One day, it will be an even fight.”

“I am an Alpha, I don’t think you could beat me.”

“Oh yeah? You just wait,” she pointed into my chest. Instead of laughing, I stared into her eyes. The little freckles on her face were still there that I loved so much. I prayed once her Wolf came in it would not erase them. Her skin glowed under the several moons that were over our heads. Taking my finger tip I pushed back some hair near her forehead. Her breathing slowed and her hand came up to my face. We just held each other, looked at each other and studied each other’s faces.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you more,” I rubbed my nose with hers. Leaning down I held the back of her neck to meet me with her lips. Our k**s was slow, not hungry or lustful like it had been the past few days. She welcomed it as well as I. Our k**s started to become more heated, wanting to taste one another. I could smell her arousal and I’m sure she could feel mine.

“Rosalie,” I whispered into her neck as I peppered k****s all over her. Breathing was heavy for the both of us. Her hands went under my shirt, feeling my body and it gave me a shiver. Her fingers trailed to my v-line next to my boxers.

“Jack.” She pulled my head out of her shoulder and made me look her in the eyes. “Make love to me.” I rumbled in my chest of appreciation, it made her hold her thighs together and instantly became harder than I already had. We were both ready, far too ready after our long make-out session and I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I unzipped her dress from behind and with one swift pull she was naked in all her glory. She didn’t wear any underwear. That little minx.

“F**k.”

She gave me that angelic laugh I loved so much. Her eyes shined and looked at me with such warmth. Damn I’m lucky.

Her hands trailed up my body as she slowly took off my shirt. Pain painstakingly slow she unbuttoned my pants and I quickly kicked them off and put my body on hers. Kissing her pouty lips she whined as she moved her h**s to touch my enlarged member. “Please, Jack. I want you closer.” Her arms stayed around my neck and I inched myself into her wet p***y. Her m**n as I seeped deeper into her. “You are so big, babe. You fill me up,” a deep growl came from my chest as I started going at a rhythmic pace. Her h**s met mine and helped me plunge deeper into her. The cool air wrapped around us as the night air blew through the trees. We both were a panting mess as my h**s thrusted into her to fill her need. The walls were slick and I knew she was close.

“Jack!”

“Kitten,” I g*****d into her mouth as I slammed mine against hers. I wrapped my arms behind her shoulders and with one more quick thrust we both came undone at the seams. She m****d lightly, so no one would hear our love making.

Out of all the times we had made love, this one seemed the most intimate, maybe it was because she now had a Wolf and can feel the same things I could. Her senses were slowly heightening and the completed bond made it so intense. It also could be the fact we were in nature, where Wolves were supposed to be. We had come into our element and the goddess approved of our love affair under her moons. After some panting we both stared into each other’s eyes and kissed again. Her tongue intertwined with mine and her arms were around my neck. My hand went down to her lower back as I gently squeezed her plump a*s.

“I love you Rosalie,” I whispered like it was some secret, when it really isn’t.

“And I love you, if I did anything in my life right, it was when I gave you my heart and soul.”

My chest swelled with so much emotion, I thought it might explode.