Weres

26. The Howl

"Eden, let go," Marley whispered, looking into sparkling brown eyes, "someone will come in."

"I don't care. Besides, I have locked the door," Eden countered and tightened his hold on Marley's waist.

They were in one of the spare rooms of the pack house. Eden had pulled Marley in with him to have a talk with her before her initiation with the pack. He had succeeded in easing her anxiety by promising to never leave her side throughout the event.

However, when the serious talk was over, he couldn't keep himself from holding her.

Marley was wearing a white knee-length dress—that Eden's mother had help her pick out—and her black hair was braided in a half ponytail. Eden felt like she was teasing him purposefully, walking around looking like an angel, his angel. He sometimes hated his mate for always testing his limits.

"It's not really time for your perverted acts." Marley frowned. "Let go." She ordered.

Eden grinned. "Only on one condition." He leaned closer, fanning his hot breath on her ears. "Kiss me."

"Fine!" She annoyingly planted a quick peck on his lips, not allowing him to delve deeper.

"You really think that I'll count that as a kiss." He smirked as Marley glared at him. "Time to teach my mate to not to mess with the Alpha," he boasted playfully before crashing his lips on hers.

Like it was in the habit, Marley couldn't help herself and returned his kiss with the same passion, her annoyance long gone. When Eden broke off from her lips, he started planting wet kisses on her jaws. Soon he moved down and was now attacking her neck, allured by her scent.

Marley clutched onto his shoulders to hold herself still and not fall down as her legs felt wobbly. She tried to suppress her moans and whimpers as Eden nibbled on her neck. However, an embarrassing moan escaped her mouth as he ran his tongue on her soft spot.

Something snapped inside Eden as he heard her moan. He wanted to hear more of it. He continued his assault but more aggressively and bit her, causing the same sensual sounds to flow past her mouth.

Finally, he pulled away and looked at his mate's flushed face. His lips curved into a smug smile as his eyes zeroed on the purple bruise that he just left on her neck. He felt like he had marked her as his own—put his claim on her.

It was a big thing for werewolves to claim their territory in every way possible.

"I hope you learned your lesson or do you need another reminder," Eden said, running his finger gently on her neck. He was more than willing to leave another mark.

At the loss of words, Marley just shook her head. Whatever he had done to her a few seconds ago was enough to keep her high for a lifetime. He surely encompassed some otherworldly powers to make her feel this way.

"If you keep looking at me like that, I'll have no choice but to continue." Eden's eyes flashed golden as his lustful gaze fell on his human.

Marley quickly darted her eyes to his chest. "Uh—we shouldn't keep your pack waiting," she stuttered, blushing hard under his forceful eyes.

He let go of her waist and clasped their hands together. "Everything's going to be alright." He reassured, smiling down at her. Together they walked out of the room.

******

Eden's voice boomed through the large room as he addressed his pack members, who were gathered below the raised stand. The firmness and authority in his voice demanded everyone's attention.

Marley was standing behind him with Catherine and Nicholas on her either side. She watched Eden in awe as he gave his speech. It was fascinating to see him being the stern Alpha. She was too used to his playfulness, but his sober side was just as attracting.