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❄︎𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 29❄︎

•Zephyr•

The past couple of days have to be the most hectic days of my life.

Starting from getting attacked by a junkie, to mating and sealing our bond, to finding my wolf. But it's the pleasant kind of hectic. I wouldn't want it in any other way.

Having Day is like a friend that resides within me, like talking to your own soul, it's thrilling, refreshing, it feels really good to have a best friend like that.

I've shifted a few more times after that day, Brielle stays with us every time, slowly pacing beside Day as he tries to run which is slower than Brielle's walking, but she's the sweetest, she encourages us, showers us with love, and Day and I, we both barely resist our hearts from combusting from all the love.

I wish my parents would have accepted me the way I am, so Day could've met them too. He doesn't know them so he doesn't miss them, but I know he longs for our parents and sister.

I hope someday he can meet them.

"What got your pretty head all riled up?" I am startled by Isadora's voice as she wraps her arms around me from behind. I shiver as she kisses the side of my neck.

I keep forgetting she can feel and almost read my thoughts if I let the boundaries low.

"Just thinking about everything that happened in the last few days." I lean into her touch and she presses another kiss on my neck.

"What about that?"

I take a pause, just enjoying her arms around me, her chest pressed against my back and hum contently.

"I wish Day could meet my parents and sister. I wish they would've been kind to me."

Isadora doesn't say anything, just tightens her hold around me, kissing my cheek.

"If you want, we can visit them. But if they misbehave, I can't gurentee how I will react."

I chuckle, nuzzling my forehead against her jawline. Tilting my head, I plant a few pecks along the sharp edge and she exhales shakily.

"I love you." I mutter, kissing her jawline and pulse point, her eyes flutter as she holds me close.

"I want you, Zephyr."

Her voice is laced with a double, husky tone, sending shivers down my spine. My pants tighten, breaths falling a bit faster as she mouths at my neck, sucking the mark—which is the shape of a small crown—the sensitivity of it is still fresh and when her tongue laps over it, I lose it.

"Beta." Her name sputters from my lips in reverie as my eyes flutter shut.

"Mm?" She hums low in her throat, licking from the nape of my neck up to the back of my earlobe, I moan softly.

"Need you." I can barely form words, my legs shaking and hands clutching hers that's around my waist in a deathly grip, head leaning on her shoulder.

"Do you want us to make love or want me to fuck you good?"

Fuck. How can she ask something like that in so level-headed and calm tone?

But my mind's too gone to even brace for any coherent reply as I whimper, tilting my head to give her more access to my exposed neck.

"Fuck me good, Beta." She makes me shameless, embarrassingly good kind of shameless.

Her deep chuckle sends goosebumps rising all over my skin as she turns me around and without a word, crashes her lips onto mine. I kiss back just as much hungrily, messing her hair with my hands as she grips my hips tightly, possessively.