Picture Perfect Love

Chapter 15- Wearing the Alpha's Mark

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Kennedy found it strange being constantly referred to as 'Luna.' Everyone tried to dote on her as if she was royalty, and in fact, Benjamin had explained that in pack life, a Luna is equivalent to a queen of sorts. They symbolize leadership, strength, understanding and fierce compassion for their pack; often times having authority over the alpha, simply because he doesn't want to upset his mate. Unless of course, it would put the pack in harm's way.

"Is everything alright, love?" Lucian's voice sounded out from beside her.

She glanced up at him and had to do a double-take. Is he always so damn handsome? Surely it was a sin! She hadn't missed the way some of the un-mated she-wolves sent less than innocent smiles in his direction. She knew it was ridiculous, but every time she found herself glaring at the women and clenching her fists, her fingernails cutting into her palms.

"Fine," she said sighing.

Lucian eyed her skeptically. The jealousy was coming off her in waves, but why? Had he done something wrong?

"Kennedy, I can smell your jealousy. I just don't understand why. Did I do something wrong?"

"No, it's not your fault. I'm just upset all the females are undressing you with their eyes," she admitted softly. "The worst part is, I can't even blame them!"

Now he understood loud and clear. He interlaced their fingers and whispered seductively in her ear, "You know I'm all yours. How about we show them something to give them the message?" He nipped her ear for emphasis, the sparks shooting straight to her belly and Kennedy had to bite back a moan.

"I like the sound of that," she said breathless. She didn't know when she'd turned into such a hussy, but couldn't bring herself to care.

Lucian dropped his head and claimed her lips in a very public display of possession over her. He had seen the looks from the heartless women, but as always wasn't interested. No, what bothered him was all the un-mated males practically drooling over her.

With that thought in mind, he intensified the kiss. He'd make sure every guy here knew she was off limits.

'Mine!' his wolf growled.

Kennedy whimpered into the kiss, a desperate plea for more. More what, she had no clue, but as satisfying as this was, it wasn't enough. Thankfully, Lucian seemed to be facing the same dilemma as he picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist.

Kennedy broke the kiss for much needed oxygen, while Lucian continued to kiss down her jaw and neck.

"Lucian," she gasped out. "Lucian."

"Hmm?" he asked distracted. He wasn't about to take his lips off her delectable body.

"Bedroom. We need to take this elsewhere," she requested, not willing to completely stop either.

He stopped for a split-second to see they were still at the party. Everyone but a select few pretended not to notice. He could smell Kennedy's arousal and it almost brought him to his knees. His wolf was scratching and clawing in his mind to pleasure, no, to ravish the little minx in his arms.

"Mine!" he growled aloud before taking off into the house, his eyes promising pain to anyone who got in the way.

'Get it, Alpha!' the twins mind-linked in good nature.

Kennedy saw his eyes flashing colors and her arousal spiked up to an alarming rate. He could hear her pulse pounding, threatening to break out of her chest. Her chest heaved up and down, her breasts mimicking the action and Lucian was at a loss for words.