The Fate of The Luna

Chapter 12

Liam's P.O.V.

"We are attacking. Soon," Jordan walks into a room and shuts the door. I hear the lock click in place and I let out the breath I had not realized I was holding in. I run my hands through my hair, frustrated. I understand Leah was hurt and abused, but my warriors are not supposed to be here for another five days. I have a feeling Jordan will not be waiting that long.

I start heading back down the stairs to the room Jordan told me was mine last night. I do not want to bother her or even try to convince her to come sleep in my bed. I reach my door and feel Braven's eyes as he opens his door.

"Brother... I know you're probably exhausted, but we need to talk," Braven mutters out and a sigh escapes my lips. I turn around and walk toward him. He opens the door wider and allows me to enter. I walk in and sit on the edge of the bed and wait for him to explain. "Liam, she is too unstable to take over more wolves. We cannot agree to her part of her deal. I'm not sure that she can handle being the Royal Luna."

I growl and am on my feet in his face. "Do not disrespect her," my alpha voice commands and he flashes his neck in submission. "She is powerful. Jordan will be your Luna and she is more than capable ruling beside me."

"Brother, I meant no disrespect. She can be cruel, and we do not know all her history. Her power is greater than any she-wolf I have ever encountered before. I am just saying I think you should be cautious," Braven warns with a serious tone. He has always been a strong Beta and has always looked out for me in the absolute best way.

I turn my head down and a headache starts forming. Part of me knows he is right, and Jordan is a serious threat to wolf kind if she loses her shit one time. Jordan is strong and she has made it this long holding her temper and controlling herself. I can not see her losing all sanity and going crazy. The other part calls out for my mate. I know we can't deny the mate bond, not with the way Jordan is barely able to stay in control now. She would go crazy and all of wolves would be endangered. I know I could not kill her even if it really came down to it. I would lay my life down for her repeatedly.

I groan, this damn mate bond is disgusting. I am willing to sacrifice my own life for her and she's a fucking lunatic. Braven can sense my mental argument and he gives me a reassuring smile.

"Liam, it is okay to want to protect your mate, but ultimately your job is to protect all of the werewolves," Braven reminds me and I nod. I walk out of his room and to my room. I hop in the shower and walk out of the bathroom to see Jordan sitting on my bed waiting for me.

She blushes slightly when she notices I am in nothing, but a towel. I smirk and stalk towards her. "What can I do for you little mate?" I coo at her and sit next to her. I pull her on my lap and snuggle my head into the crook of her neck. I expect her to immediately jump up and reprimand me, but to my surprise she stays still.

Jordan shifts slightly in my lap so she can see my face. "Liam, I want you to mark me." She bluntly states and exposes her neck to me, so I can mark her. A wave of confusion comes over me and I tilt my head looking at her.

"Are you sure that is what you want?" I look at her neck where my mark should be and feel my canines extending. Jordan simply smiles and nods her head. I readjust our bodies, so she is underneath me. I lean down and softly kiss her lips.

The kiss burns my lips and not in the normal mate bond way. I pull away and rub my lips trying to get the sensation to go away. Jordan stares at me with her eyes squinted. I look her over and see nothing short of the perfect mate I am used to, however, something isn't right. Jordan pulls me down closer to her and starts leaving little kisses all over my body.

Every place her lips touch immediately burns. I push her away and move towards the bottom of the bed. She sits up and moves to come closer to me. I move away again.

"Liam, don't you want to mark me? Don't you want this?" Jordan looks at me pouting. This is when I realize what is going on. I smile and move to her.

"Of course, I want to my queen," I coo at her and grab her wrists and pin them behind her head. My hands are burning from touching her, but I fight through it. I start leaving kisses all along her neck and pause where my canines are supposed to sink into her neck. Jordan lets out a throaty moan and I can smell her arousal.

I kiss up and towards the middle of her throat. My canines extend and I bite into her throat and rip it out. Her eyes fill with pain and she struggles before the life is finally drained out of her. I drop the muscle and flesh from my mouth and let out a howl of victory.