Page 20 of Falling for My Shifter Enemy

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life," I tell him, cupping his face in my hands. "I'm yours, Theo. Completely and utterly yours."

Something shifts in his expression at my words, a softening around the edges that makes my heart ache. "I love you, Chloé," he murmurs, the declaration surprising us both. "I never thought I'd say those words to anyone, but I can't hold them back anymore. I love you."

Tears prick at the corners of my eyes at the raw vulnerability in his voice. "I love you too," I whisper back, sealing my words with a soft kiss. "Now please, make me yours."

And with a final, fierce kiss, he surges forward, sheathing himself inside me with one smooth thrust. I gasp at the sudden fullness, my walls stretching to accommodate his size. He groans, his eyes squeezing shut as he fights the urge to move.

"Are you okay?" he asks, his voice strained. "I don't want to hurt you."

"You're not," I assure him, rocking my hips against his. "You feel perfect. Now please, move."

He needs no further encouragement. Drawing back, he thrusts into me again, setting a deep, driving rhythm that has me seeing stars. Each snap of his hips sends sparks shooting up my spine, the pleasure building with each pass.

"That's it, baby," he growls, his hand snaking between us to circle my clit. "Take what you need. I'll give you everything."

I cling to him as he pounds into me, the headboard slamming against the wall with each thrust. The obscene sound mingles with our moans and panting breaths, creating a symphony of lust.

I can feel the mate bond pulsing between us, growing stronger with each passing second. Theo must feel it too, because hecaptures my mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing my cries as he drives into me harder, faster.

"Are you close?" he pants against my lips, his hips stuttering. "Tell me you're close, Chloé."

"So close," I manage to gasp out, my nails raking down his back. "Just a little more, Theo. Please."

He redoubles his efforts, his fingers flying over my clit as he pistons into me. The tension in my core winds tighter and tighter, until finally, it snaps.

I come with a scream, my inner walls clamping down on Theo's cock like a vice. He follows me over the edge with a roar, his hips jerking erratically as he spills himself deep inside me.

In the midst of my climax, I feel his teeth at my throat, sharp and insistent. I tilt my head back, giving him better access, and with a final, savage thrust, he bites down.

Pain blossoms where his teeth pierce my skin, but it's drowned out by the rush of pleasure as the mate bond snaps into place. I can feel Theo's love and devotion washing over me, along with his strength and power. Tears stream down my face as the full force of the connection settles over me.

Theo laps at the bite, soothing the sting with his tongue. "Mine," he growls possessively, his eyes blazing with satisfaction. "You're mine now, forever."

"Yours," I agree breathlessly.

We lie there in the aftermath, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts beating in unison. The mate bond pulses between us, a tangible reminder of the vows we've just exchanged without words. I am his, and he is mine, and nothing in this world can tear us apart.

As our breathing slowly returns to normal, Theo lifts his head, his eyes searching mine. There's a vulnerability in his gaze that I've never seen before, a raw honesty that takes my breath away.

"I love you, Chloé," he murmurs, brushing a stray lock of hair away from my face. "I think I have from the moment I first saw you."

Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I reach up to cup his cheek. "I love you too, Theo. More than I ever thought possible."

He rolls onto his back, taking me with him so that I'm lying on top of him, my head resting against his chest. His arms wrap around me, holding me close, and I can hear the steady beat of his heart beneath my ear. It's a sound I'll never tire of, a reminder that I'm no longer alone.

We stay like that for a long time, neither of us willing to break the spell that surrounds us. The world outside can wait. For now, it's just the two of us, bound together by love and loyalty and a connection that transcends everything we've ever known.

Epilogue

Theo

The full moon bathes the Moonlit Ridge in silver, its power thrumming through my veins like a second heartbeat. Beside me, Chloé stands tall, her quiet strength a balm to my restless spirit. Through our mate bond, I feel her contentment mingled with anticipation—emotions that mirror my own. Around us, both packs gather for the run, and the sight still catches me off guard: Whispering Pines and Howling Pines wolves mingling without the usual undercurrent of hostility.

My attention snaps to a familiar figure leaning against a tree at the edge of the clearing. Olivia, wearing her trademark leather jacket and ripped jeans, watches the gathering with a carefully crafted expression of boredom. But I know better—beneath that facade, she's as alert as any wolf.

"Who's that?" Chloé asks, following my gaze.

"That's Olivia," I explain, unable to suppress a slight smile. "She's a friend of the pack."

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