Page 176 of A Mysterious Slave for the Lycan Prince

She nods with a smile, reaching out her hand. Her fingers elongate a bit, and her nails sharpen. Max obediently tilts his head to the side while Sereia skillfully moves her nail over his skin. It draws blood first, but the venom in her nails seals the wound almost instantly. She takes the little mirror from her bedside table and shows the mark to Max. She must have practiced before because it looks like an actual tattoo, and it carries our four initial letters, skillfully interwoven and looking like a rune that way. I close my eyes, as I slowly feel how our bond gets sharper, not necessarily stronger as it already was how it was supposed to be, but something new enters my mind, a new possessiveness, a new connection. It’s almost like I can hear something hum inside my mind.

This has to be the part of Freya I couldn’t reach before—her siren part.

Sereia keeps riding Max’s cock while his arms tightly wrapped around her. They both seem to be in their own world, almost in a daze. Sereia’s presence seems to get stronger, and wolf ears suddenly appear instead of Freya’s normal ears. There is fur on her arms too.

She can half-shift!

Marking us might have also helped her merge with Freya’s siren side.

Sereia and Max orgasm at the same time, both of them plopping down next to each other and cuddling up. They fall asleep almost instantly, both with content smiles on their lips.

I wake up a few hours later. It’s still very quiet around us, but I can see the sky illuminated by a rich orange. The sun is rising.

Time to get up, I guess.I say to my wolf.

You’re kidding,Max grumbles.

You can go back to your beauty sleep.I grin.I’ll call you when I need you.

Max sounds content with my offer, retreating to the back of my mind while I try to stir and force myself up. Something warm is cuddled against me, basically sprawled over my chest. Freya’s red hair is covering me like a blanket, her arms around my waist like she is holding on for dear life.

I brush over her beautiful face, taking in her ethereal features. The moment I touch her, her head snaps up. She looks around in confusion, before she sighs. “It’s morning already, isn’t it?” she groans. “Sereia tired my body out.”

“Is it bad? You can rest longer if you need to.”

“No, I’m fine.” She smiles brightly. “The moment Sereia marked you and Max, I could feel my strength growing… as a wolf.”

I touch my neck, feeling the mark beneath my fingertips. Pride fills me about carrying my mate’s mark. “It bound your siren side to my wolf side,” I tell her. “I guess this means that Sereia’s connection to your siren side grew as well.”

She nods. “I don’t know why I know. It’s an instinct, but I can feel how the two sides merged.” She beams. “And Sereia can shift! Maybe not into a full wolf, but she can shift.”

“So it was her shifting?” I ask curiously.

“Yes, she can push forward and half-shift and fully control her powers,” Freya explains. “When she did it, my body felt stronger, and my senses did too.”

“I’m so happy for you and Sereia that you have a way now to bring her forward,” I say with emphasis. “You are both a true miracle.”

She smiles at me. “I can’t believe this is my life now.”

“How do you feel?” I ask her, brushing through her hair. “This is a change for you too…”

“I can feel the connection to the pack,” she admits. “Honestly, I have no idea what to do. I’m not a natural luna, but I’m ready to learn. Your mom will stay for a bit to help me. Oh, and your brother Liam was here for a little while when you were still going through the transition. He told me that if I want, Annie will come too for a week or two.” She beams. “I’m looking forward to spending more time with her.”

“You’ll be great,” I tell her with emphasis. “I wasn’t groomed to become an alpha either, and it was only when Liam didn’t take over Silverlake that I started to consider the option. So, we’ll learn together.”

She sits up, looking full of motivation. “I’m ready to give it my all.” She bends down for a kiss, but before I can do anything further, she pulls away with a smile. “We should have breakfast with the pack.”

“You’re right.” I sigh reluctantly. “How are the supplies? Do we have enough?”

“There is still plenty,” she explains to me. “But I’ll talk to Ludovica later to see where Colton got most of our supplies from. The kitchen could do with an upgrade too.”

“I’ll let you handle that,” I tell her. “We’ll go through the budget later and see how we can divide it for the different needs of the pack, but if it is okay with you, I’d like you to organize everything that concerns the former omegas and slaves.”

“Really?” She beams at me.

“Of course.” I chuckle. “I can’t do everything on my own.”

“We’ll divide the work!?” she asks excitedly.

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