The White Wolf of the Crescent Moon Colony

Chapter 10: The Reveal

Marlowe's family and Fletcher were all by her side in a matter of seconds.

Fletcher was down by Marlowe's side. "Hey, Hey, Marlowe. Can you hear me?" He shook her gently. Fletcher was battling his wolf who wanted to be with his mate and his emotions wanting to make sure that the sweaty and shaky girl before him was okay.

Leena started to cry. She is on the other side of Marlowe with her hand on her daughter's head. She looked up at her husband. She was trying to make sense of it all. "When she saw Alpha Crane take the stage, she just lost it, and passed out." Leena breathed out. She was almost frightened her husband would blame her for this. The Harper pack's Alpha had a look of rage on his face.

"You mean Fletcher." Aspen said smiling. The only people appearing to me assumed by all this were the kitsune twins. Only they could feel Marlowe not being in any real danger. Flecture being with her was already making her feel better.

"You mean to tell me that Alpha Crane has been Fletcher this whole time!" Jasper said with fake shock as he and Aspen giggled like they didn't just find out themselves moments ago.

"Shit." Fletcher looked at Leena apologetically. His English accent was very thick at that moment. He was losing control of everything. "I have been trying to tell her all night. I'm gonna take her up to my apartment and call for the pack doctor." Fletcher picked Marlowe up like she weighed nothing and took one step.

"Like hell you are!" Saul yelled. He stepped in front of Alpha Crane. The Alpha of the Harper pack wasn't letting his daughter go off with a man he didn't trust.

Feeling possessive, Fletcher's eyes glowed red. "Move!" He yelled at his mate's father. There was a brief standoff behind the man fated to take care of Marlowe and the man who had been doing it her whole life.

Esmeralda shuffled in front of Saul and started to push him out of the way. "He's sorry Alpha Crane. He was concerned about his daughter. We'll meet you both at your house." Esmeralda said and bowed her head.

"Esme, what the fuck is going on! I've had enough of your games woman!" Saul screamed. Esmeralda begins explaining but Fletcher doesn't stick around to listen. Fletcher sidestepped and exited the banquet hall. He cannot get his eyes to change from red and right now he doesn't care. The valet brought his Porsche. Fletcher places Marlowe in the passenger seat and gets in. He links the head doctor of the Arizona territory. He only trusted one person with his mate right now and unfortunately for him its his best friends' cheerful little sister.

"My house please. My mate passed out." He said calmly.

" I know. Be there in 5." said Lucy, the pack doctor.

Fletcher sped off as Marlowe stirred. She was sweating and looked like she was in a great deal of pain. In fact, he knew she was in pain, he could feel it. Fletcher had to fight the urge to stop the car and help his mate, but he decided against it. It would be catastrophic to their new relationship and would surely blow up this merger.

They made it to Fletcher's loft. He carried Marlowe up the stairs and set her on his bed. Fletcher wondered if he should change her into something more comfortable. He looked in his drawers and found a black t-shirt of his.

Fletcher took a deep breath. It was going to take some willpower to not get turned on by undressing her. He had just gotten his eyes to return to hazel. Fletcher started with her heels. There were buckles around her ankles that he undid and took each shoe off. He rolled Marlowe onto her side and unzipped the dress. Then, he slowly pulled the dress down. Exposing her breasts.

"Fuck." Fletcher said. He didn't realize she didn't have on a bra under her dress. He at least expected a strapless one. He began remembering sucking on the left nipple the night she was in heat at the river bank. His eyes glowed red briefly, but he quickly pulled himself out of it. He kept moving the dress down her body until he could take it off completely. Marlowe stirs but doesn't wake up. Fletcher carefully lifted Marlowe's head and placed the shirt over it. He then placed each arm through the arm holes gently. He moved quickly, yet gently. It appeared he still had a bit of control left in him.