Page 54 of The Alpha's Shattered Bonds

With every calculated flick of his tongue against my skin, desire unfurled. I tilted my neck, urging him to forever cement the connection we had always been destined to share.

The moment his fangs pierced the surface, an exquisite rush flooded through me. It was as if the world erupted in flames—raw and electric, drawing us closer into one another.

With that bite, a wave of bliss surged within me, ecstasy overwhelming my senses as heat spread from my neck, igniting a fire that blossomed in the pit of my belly. Tyler crooked a finger and touched me between my legs again, and the feeling built. I cried out, pleasure washing over me like a tide, leaving me breathless as waves of bliss crested and crashed, echoing the strength of our bond.

Tyler held me as my body was racked by pleasure, and then, as he licked my neck, he nudged my thighs apart, burying himself in me. Each time he thrust, I rose to meet him, our need building as we chased our bliss and then found it together.

That night, we found our bliss many times, and having worked up an appetite, some of those times were in the kitchen. It was in a pleasure-hazed sleep that we finally fell asleep in each other’s arms. But the Moon goddess had one final gift for me.

Five years later, I gazed upon the sprawling grounds of Nahachoh in the summer. Golden sunlight spilled over the horizon, bathing the dewy grass and illuminating the shiny, snow-dusted apples hanging heavy on the branches. Meanwhile, our children’s laughter filled the air, mingling with the warmth of the summer sun and the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers.

The goddess’s pool showed me our two children—twins like the twin peaks of the Nuvuja Mountains, a symbol and blessing for the deep devotion and love that Tyler and I held for one another.

Our boy, with my green eyes, and our girl, with Tyler’s tousled dark hair, chased one another. The girl wore a crown of flowers, her eyes flaring with determination—a reflection of her father’s spirit, while the boy’s were wide with wonder as if he were looking beyond the waking world.

Their laughter filled our home as they made it over the threshold. I saw a slightly older Tyler launch into a fighting pose, a smile edging his lips as he mirrored our daughter, who mimicked one of the training poses of the Silver Moon warriors.

I felt my heart swell with pride as I watched our little ones, knowing we’d raise them to lead our pack into a future fortified by strength and compassion and to stand together just as Tyler and I did, partners and leaders in everything we did. As I drifted deeper into slumber, the dreams settled like warm embers of a fire, illuminating the future with fullness and certainty.

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