Page 31 of When Embers Become Ashes

Bray has gone still and then laughs,

“And she still can't get in Ren’s pants.” I flinch at his words, and he starts to apologize as Bas smacks him upside the head.

“Thinkbaby brother.They are newly mated! How would you have felt if we spoke of Miles that way?” Brayden looks like a kicked puppy after Bas tells him off, and I get another mumbled sorry from him. He's still holding my hand, so I squeeze it.

"Baby girl. I know you’ve shared some of your story with me, but can you tell us again? Not right now, but soon. I want detailed information, as it will help us at the SRU (Supernatural Relations Unit) and others who may face similar situations you've lived through," Mika asks then looks at the others

“I expect all of you to keep your tempers. Ember can give as little or as much information as she is comfortable with right now, once Ember has been here longer; only then can you push her for more, when she is comfortable with you all and fully understands she is safe with all of us” he says, watching Declan, who gives the slightest nod, and gives me a apologetic look.

Once he is happy with their reactions, Mika grabs some bottles of water, placing them and his phone on the coffee table in front of me.

I take a breath and give him a nod. He puts his phone on the voice recorder, kisses my crown, and then sits back down. I can tell he is still tense and he already knows some of what’s happened.

For the next two hours, I tell my story. When I reach my time in The Cage, Declan goes pale and bursts into tears before leaving. Bray and Bas mumble that they’ve never seen him cry, but I’m urged to finish. We hear a smash and some yelling, which makes me flinch, but I wrap up; it only takes another half hour.

Once I’m done, Brayden leads me out to the deck. The decking seems to be sectioned off into different areas. There’s a fire pit and seating outside the kitchen and breakfast room doors that everyone seems to use. With my back to the Chalet and looking to the left, I see various sections that all the pack uses, complete with chess, checkers, and card tables set up, as well as a small children’s play area with swings and slides and a picnic area featuring a projector screen. To the right are all the Chalet's private areas and various seating spots, including what looks like an outdoor gym. Brayden leads me to a seating area below Ren's balcony, where there is a big round chair covered in cushions. Alma brings out some food; I have no idea what it is, but it’s all delicious. We sit in silence, and halfway through my cup of tea, Brayden wraps an arm around my shoulder and rests his cheek on my head, staring out at the lake.

"I told you I had a gift for you, and now you know some of my story; parts will make more sense," I say, putting my cup down and grabbing the sketch pad.

"For as long as I can remember, two wolves have appeared in my dreams. The first time I tried to kill myself, I was 7 years old. The wolves told me their names: Dex and Levi. After that, they spoke to me more and more, teaching me languages and even basic school subjects when they realized I wasn’t being sent to school." I hand him the sketchpad and pick my tea back up, and he opens the book.

“I had this dream!” his statement should shock me, but it doesn’t. I just hope he only shared the good ones, not the bad ones.

"I never saw your face; you were always blocked by the sun, or it was too dark. I could feel you riding on my back a few times," he says as he flicks through.

Some he asks where I was or who a person is. We spend time swapping stories, and it seems some of the fun times he had with our brothers Dex and Levi have shared with me on dark nights. I tell him about the time Trick and I filled Ren's bed with silly foam just as the others start to file in and join our storytelling. I end up curled between Ren and Creed, with Jay laid across my legs, his head on my stomach. Just as the sun is setting, Ren pulls me away, asking me to go for a walk with him.

Ren

I probably should have asked before I pulled her away, but I’m crossing everything, hoping she says yes. We walk up to the waterfall. It takes 45 minutes with her shorter legs, but she never complains. Well, one complaint as we reach the falls is,

“It’s so beautiful. Why didn’t you say something so I could bring my sketch pad?” I chuckle behind her. As she turns to face me again, I drop to one knee and holdMother’sring out, and her face goes slack.

“Marry me, Ember? Let me be yours in every way.”

Ember

He just! And that’s!

My thoughts are chaotic, but his question is foolish.

I fly forward, knocking him into the frost-covered grass. I kiss him with everything I have, pushing love, lust, obsession, trust, and faith down the bond. I pull back, and he follows until we are still kissing, but he’s seated with me, straddling his lap.

My left hand is over his heart, and my right is in his hair. I feel the ring slip onto my finger, his other hand resting on my collarbone, his thumb rubbing the bite mark. He pulls back a little, lips still touching but enough for him to speak.

“Can I give you my Alpha mark, baby? I want to do it under our moon!” His husky growl tells me Pine and he are both in control right now, slick flooding my core.

“Make me yours, my Alpha; make me burn and soar.” I’m lifted as he starts to kiss my neck. He walks to the side of the pool, where a blanket and battery candles are waiting. He lowers us slowly to the blanket, pulling his shirt off with one hand. He undoes his belt and flies with the other hand; then his mouth is back on me; he kisses down my neck over the swell of my breast, down my cleavage to my belly button, then pulls back to rip my hoody and t-shirt off, growling at my lack of bra.

“I forgot you didn’t have a bra on, fuck I would have been like granite all day if I had realized.” He leans down, taking my nipple in his mouth, running the tip of his tongue around the pebbled nub, letting his breath heat my skin, as he moves to the other bud the salvia left cools, adding to the sensations. I whimper once and he starts to kiss down my cleavage with a smirk, grazing his teeth in a mock bite on the base of my heavy breasts before nipping each hip bone, he rubs his nose over my clothed core, inhaling deeply.

“Are you wet for me, Luna? If I take these sweats and boxers off, am I going to find you dripping for me?”

What the hell is he doing to me his voice is making me tremble with anticipation, he cups my crotch with his mouth and blows out a huge warm breath, the heat of which makes my pussy gush with slick and my back arches.

“Please, Alpha.” I whimper.

Suddenly I’m naked and he repeats his action on my bare pussy. He runs his nose over my lips, I feel him lick his own lips in anticipation, my skin is prickling with heat, even with the frosty breeze, before I have a chance to whimper another plea he starts to feast on me, tongue, teeth, lips he uses them all, as my hand slide into his hair, his purr starts to vibrate through him adding to the sensations.

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