Chapter 75

CARLYLE’S POV After rescuing Donnie, my life became a whirlwind of activity. There were endless meetings, debriefings, and arrangements to be made. Every moment was consumed by the urgent demands. of my responsibilities, leaving little time for anything else.

In the midst of it all, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt for not checking up on her and Mason. They were always in the back of my mind, a constant worry that gnawed at my conscience. But with the chaos surrounding me, I had to trust that they were safe and being taken care of.

1 Reports trickled in periodically, assuring me that they were indeed fine. Donnie was settling into her new life, finding her place within the pack, while Mason was thriving under the watchful eye of his caretakers. Each update brought a sense of relief, but also a twinge of regret for not being there to witness their happiness firsthand.

Exhausted from the day’s responsibilities, I finally returned to my chambers, craving nothing more than a moment of solitude to unwind and collect my thoughts. As I entered, the guard on standby approached me with a solemn expression.

“Alpha Carlyle, Donnie is here to see you,” he informed me, his voice respectful yet tinged with urgency.

Surprise flickered across my features at the unexpected news. Donnie’s presence was a rare occurrence these days, given the demands of our respective duties. Yet, despite the fatigue that weighed heavily upon me, I welcomed the opportunity to reconnect with her.

Thank you,” I replied to the guard, offering a nod of appreciation. “You may go. I’ll handle it from here.”

The guard nodded in acknowledgment before bowing and exiting the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts once more. As I watched him depart, a sense of anticipation stirred within me, eager to see Donnie.

Although I longed to see Donnie the moment I heard she was waiting for me, I knew I had to prioritize the tasks at hand. As much as I wanted to drop everything and rush to her side, duty called, and I couldn’t afford to leave matters unresolved.

With a heavy heart, I thanked the guard and asked him to inform Donnie that I would be with her shortly. It pained me to delay our reunion, but I couldn’t ignore the responsibilities that demanded my immediate attention.

As the guard left, I turned my focus back to the matters at hand, determined to tackle them with the same dedication and resolve that had carried me through the day. Though my mind wandered to thoughts of Donnie, I pushed them aside, knowing that I would have time to be with her once. my duties were fulfilled.

Hours passed in a blur as I worked tirelessly to address the pressing issues that lay before me.

As I entered my chambers, a sense of unease washed over me, disrupting the tranquility I had hoped to find. Despite the exhaustion that weighed heavily upon my shoulders, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss.

It was as if a presence lingered in the air, a silent specter that whispered of unrest and uncertainty. My heart quickened as sensed Donnie’s presence before I even laid eyes on her, her energy palpable in the room.

Turning slowly, I found her standing before me, her expression a mixture of concern and apprehension.

The sight of her only deepened the sense of disquiet that gripped me, as if her very presence reflected the turmoil that churned within.

“Donnie,” 1 greeted her, my voice tinged with both relief and trepidation. “Is everything alright?”

Her gaze met mine, her eyes betraying the turmoil that lay beneath the surface. “I couldn’t sleep.” she admitted softly and I ushered her in.

l’intended to complete my work before attending to her but she began conversing with me so soon Then, I decided to give her the attention she wanted. From there, we started talking and we apologized to each other.

Game During our discussion, one thing that amused me the most was her reaction when Raina looking for me. She must have thought that I would attend to Raina at that moment and abandoned her. Her action in that situation soothed my heart when she acted all possessive and womanly. But her distrust of me in matters that concerns Raina breaks my heart.

Shrugging it off, we spoke and I eventually asked her to be my woman.

“No, I’ll think about it,” was her final response.

“Not anymore. I’m not giving you that chance again,” I said. If she wasn’t going to take a step forward towards me, I would to take several steps towards her. Without granting her the chance for another refusal. I pulled her closer to me, kissing her face. This time, I was going to mark her to make her mine!

AUTHOR’S POV The chambers were draped in moonlight, casting a shimmering glow upon the worn wooden floors and ornate furnishings. It was here, amid the scent of pine and earth, that Carlyle, the Moon Shade pack’s alpha, found himself entranced by the intoxicating presence of Sidonnie. Her eyes, emerald pools of desire, held an unspoken invitation that resonated within him, stirring the primal depths. of his soul.

As their bodies drew closer, their breaths mingling in the air between them, Carlyle felt the familiar urge to claim.

His wolf, impatient to taste the sweet nectar of his mate’s lips, strained against him, begging for release. “Sidonnie,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with longing. “I have never wanted anything so much in my life.”

With a trembling hand, he reached out to touch her cheek, marveling at the softness beneath his fingers. Sidonnie gazed upat him, her expression filled with uncertainty. “Carlyle, I don’t know if He cut her off, his tone desperate.

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“Please, let me show you how much I need you.” His hands moved to cup her face, his thumbs. gently stroking her cheeks. Sidonnie hesitated only briefly before closing the distance between them. Their lips met in a gentle caress, igniting sparks within them both.

64%A Their kiss deepened, growing more urgent, as they explored each other’s mouths, tasting the sweetness of desire. Her tongue danced with his, entwining, teasing, and playing a game of sensual seduction.

Sidonnie moaned softly, her body pressed tightly against Carlyle’s, feeling the heat and hardness of his erection straining against the fabric of his pants. She could sense the raw, undeniable power he possessed, and it excited her beyond measure.

“Carlyle,” she gasped, her voice hushed with passion, “I want you…”

He smiled, his blue eyes glinting like ice under the moonlight.

“You sure do know how to make a man work for it, Sidonnie.”

She giggled softly, running her fingers down his chest, tracing the lines of muscle hidden beneath his shirt. “Well, what’s the fun in giving it away too easily?”

Her words were playful, but there was truth behind them she knew that surrendering herself completely would mean losing control, and she had spent years building walls around her heart. But now, standing before Carlyle, her fears seemed so far away. His strength, protection, and unwavering devotion were irresistible.

With every slow, deliberate thrust, Carlyle felt his mate melting into his arms, submitting to the overwhelming force of their bond. He reveled in the way Sidonie arched her back, her nails digging into his shoulders, as he plunged deeper inside her. Each stroke brought them closer together, their hearts beating in sync, their bodies becoming one.

“Oh, Carlyle,” she moaned, her voice a soft whisper against his ear.

“You feel so good inside me.”

He chuckled softly, loving the way she surrendered to him, her body arching and writhing beneath him.

“You’re not so bad yourself, darling.

He adjusted his position on top of her, his cock buried deep within her wet warmth. Sidonnie wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even closer, her hips bucking upwards to meet his rhythm.

“Harder, Carlyle,” she pleaded, her voice breaking with pleasure.

“Make me yours.”

He obliged, driving harder into her, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. The sweat that dripped from their brows pooled on the sheets below them, leaving a trail of evidence of their passion.

“So tight,” he groaned, his breath hot against her neck. “Feels like I’m home.”

She laughed softly, reaching up to pull his head down to hers. Their lips met again, tongues dancing eagerly as their bodies continued to writhe in pleasure.

“Damn! I missed this.”

“Should I mark you, Donnie?” Carlyle’s voice resonated in her ears. Before she could mutter a response, Carlyle raised her hips closer to his pelvic region, going way deeper in her as she began to mutter several words all together and her response came out as nothing but a muffled sound.

“Say it out loud, Donnie. Say it out loud to my hearing. I want to hear you plead for my mark on you.”

Carlyle’s voice was authoritative and tempting at the same time.

Donnie didn’t bother saying anything and he spanked her butt cheek hard as a way to make her succumb.

“Say it out loud, Sidonnie!”

This time, it was more like an order she couldn’t do away with.

“Yes, Carl… her voice broke in between, as extreme pleasure rode all over her senses. “I need your mark on my body. My Alpha, please, mark me.”

“Good girl! You don’t need to be stubborn.” He lowered his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth making Donnie moan the more.

“Now, let me grant your request.” Carlyle’s voice changed into a short howl. Before Donnie knew it, her gaze met with another colour in his eyes as he bore his fangs at her.

“Do it,” she whispered during a slight moment of hesitation from him. Right there and then, Carlyle bore his fangs into Donnie’s lower neck, just next to her ear, biting down on it while embedding his mark on her skin with his fangs.

Sidonnie’s nails dug into Carlyle’s biceps, her muscles quivering with pain and excitement. The fire between them burned brighter; their animal spirits, once restrained, now unleashed.

“Ahh…Carlyle,” she murmured between kisses, “you’ve got me all worked up.”

“You’re mine now.” Carlyle made his tongue linger on that spot for a while, reeking with pleasure and excitement.

With a smirk, he pushed her onto her back, straddling her hips. His gaze swept over her naked. form, lingering on her full breasts, firm stomach, and the curve of her thighs.

He leaned down, kissing her softly, and then harder, until she whimpered underneath him. “I love making you lose control,” he growled against her lips.

“Then show me just how wild you can be,” she breathed, grabbing his hair and pulling him closer. He kissed her deeply, his tongue darting into her mouth, exploring every heated inch inside her. Her hands roamed over his body, skimming over his toned abs and tightening around his muscular arms. She wanted nothing more than to be claimed fiercely by the alpha and Carlyle granted her just that.