The Love of a Werewolf

Chapter 20

"The border has been breached! All women and children and men unable to fight please head to your designated hiding areas!" The speakers chant over and over as the alarm blares.

Ethan and Altheia rushes to the border, their wolves snarling at the fact these wolves think they can take their territory. "It's you're time to shine, Wolfy." Altheia tells her counterpart as they see the bloody battle.

She immediately jumps in, taking on a rather large wolf fiercely. The battle is long and bloody, but none of this blood belongs to her. Rogue after rogue she tears down, until eventually her pack is the only ones left alive. She howls loudly, declaring her victory alongside her mate. She turns back into her human form, feeling the foreign substance running down her bare skin as her eyes lock onto her mate.

The powerful beat of the victory drums play and she sways her hips to the beat. Dancing for her mate in their enemies blood. Her body catches each hit and he stares mesmerized, unable to look away from such a beauty. "To victory!" She shouts, continuing to dance. Cheers and howls erupt around the battle field and then she's stalking over to her mate, a predatory gleam in her eyes.

"My queen?" Ethan asks gently, trying to keep some control, as his mates arousal surrounds him in a thick fog.

"Yes?" Altheia asks him innocently and he bites down harshly on his bottom lip, to hold in his moan of appreciation as her breast rest against his bare chest. Her lips find his collarbone, causing his knees to buckle slightly from the unexpected pleasure.

"Please." He begs, pushing further into her embrace. He wants nothing more than to lay her out on this field and have his way with her.

"What is it that you need?" Her voice is light, teasing, just like her touch. Ethan forces his brain to think.

"I need to be inside of you. I need to give you the pleasure that you desire." He finally strings his words together and together they sink to the grassy floor. Altheia straddles him, immediately placing his cock into her aching cunt.

Her eyes lock with his, as he brings her closer and closer to her orgasm, uncaring of all the eyes on them, uncaring of the blood that sticks to their skin. Altheia's moans are loud, and Ethan revels in it. They cum together, holding each other tight, afraid to let the other go. "Carry me to our room, I'm not done with you yet." She whispers in his ear and moans softly, with each step he takes.

It's a long walk back to the room, as he stops and fuck her against the wall, the table, the floor. He was like a mad man, getting high off of Altheia's pleasure. Ethan couldn't get enough of his wife.

...

They awoke to loud knocking on the door. "Stay here, my queen." Ethan tells her, and gets out of the bed, heading to the door. He opens it enough so only he is seen and he sees Rafe in front of him. "Yes?"

"I just came to tell you, the generals appreciated how you handled last night, and they said the Rogues of Han has successfully went back into hiding." Rafe says happily, but a feeling of unease spreads over Ethan.

"Okay, I still want the amount of guards along the border and I want everyone to stick with the rotating schedule." Ethan tell him and Rafe nods in agreement.

"What are you thinking?" Rafe prompts, seeing the wheels turn in Ethan's head.

"I don't believe that they just gave up this easily. Their goal was to destroy the whole werewolf kingdom and I doubt they gave up, just because we won the first and second found. Han is way more persistent than that." Ethan says and Rafe's eyes widen at the new information. His king is right, why would they just randomly retreat?

"Do not worry, I will make sure we stay alert." Rafe bows and then he leaves his king to do his business. Ethan turns around and finds the bed empty, causing him to panic slightly, until her hears the splashing of water from the bathroom area.

He will never admit it, but he fears being alone again. Ever since he's met Altheia he has been under her. He used to work well into the next day, but now he's counting down the minutes on when he can go and see his wife, have her in his arms again. He takes naps now. He eats regularly now, and it's all because of her.

He watches her play around in the tub, a light smile on his face as she does.