Page 118 of Freeing My Alpha

“Yes, exactly,” I say. “But whenever I let Noah in, everything feels survivable. Like I have someone who’s by my side for good, whether I do something incredible or pointless, or do nothing at all. I want to be that person for him too—I love to be. And after being so afraid to be seen or heard, I also love taking up space in his life. Letting him see me.”

Jenny shakes her head in awe. “I’m so proud of you.”

My heart jumps into my throat as my smile widens.

Jenny grins. “You know what? I’ll give you one little bit of an answer: from an outside perspective, you sound like someone who knows exactly what she wants, and she's finally asking for it.”

I can’t stop thinking about my conversation with Jenny, long after Noah falls asleep. His chest rises beneath my arms, his lungs humming against my chest as I keep him snug against me.

But then my heart starts to pound.

Luna... I want to be—

Noah stirs, his eyes still closed as he shifts himself higher.

Before I know what’s happening, our cuddle ball morphs into him blanketing me to the bed. He presses sleepy kisses into my mouth, melting my worries away as we squeeze each other in our cuddle ball.

Noah pulls back, prying one eye open. “I can feel you thinking in my sleep.”

I groan, stroking back his messy hair with gentle scratches over his scalp. “I’m sorry. Go back to sleep, please.”

He grins. “No. I want to know what my mate is thinking. You’ve been thinking hard all day.”

Noah latches himself around my waist, hugging me with all fours. I laugh-cough as he crushes me. Noah lightens up, rolling off of my chest, but I don’t want to stop holding him. I throw my leg over his hips, and Noah laughs, scooting me against his side with a firm hand on my ass.

“Come on, Omega. You’re freaking me out.”

I swallow hard, propping myself on one elbow to look him in the eyes. “Okay, I wanted it to be special, but I can’t wait any longer, either.”

He tucks my hair behind my ear, keeping his hand there to stroke my cheek. I drop back down to my side, his warm chest automatically rotating to face me.

But he’s serious as we stare into each other’s eyes, waiting for me to speak.

I take a deep breath, bracing myself to feel scared. But the second it comes out of my mouth, I’m not scared.

“Noah Greenfield, my Alpha, I’m ready to be your Luna.”

Noah doesn’t seem to breathe, gaping at me. I rub his chest, nudging him into taking a breath. When he sucks in an inhale, it’s sharp, igniting an excitement I’ve never seen in his eyes.

“W-when—? You—? I—” Noah swallows hard, and I know he’s stifling his wolf; the big beast rapid-taps his front paws in our bond.

The Alpha tackles my wolf in our bond anyway, and I break into a smile.

“What, Noah? What are you thinking?”

“D-do you mean, like... for this upcoming Full Moon Ceremony? In two weeks?”

I bite back a smile at his precious stare, hope shining through every green and blue speckle of his eyes. “Is that too early?”

Noah huffs out an offended breath, sputtering through nonsense syllables I can’t make out.

I burst into laughter. “Noah, what—"

Before I can finish my thought, Noah tackles me even harder than his wolf, kissing me into the pillows.

I squeal against his lips as his excitement pours throughout every muscle in my body. Noah kisses me over and over again, growing frantic.

I pull back, burying my face into his chest just so I can breathe. “Noah! Talk to me—is it too early?”

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