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"Harry," I call, his body walking to the bedroom shortly.

"What's up?" he asks, my hand handing him my phone. My body shifts eagerly, a party at Elle's boyfriends' place tonight.

"Can we go?" I ask, his eyes meeting mine.

"Really? A party?" he asks, my head nodding.

He hands me the phone and I wrap my arms around his neck, poking my lower lip out.

"Please," I try, looking into his eyes. He wraps his arms around me and lifts me, pecking my lower lip.

"Sure," he groans, my lips curving. I kiss him again and his hands set me down, my hands setting on his bottom.

"Put on a shirt and I'll meet you outside in ten," I say, his lips releasing a laugh as I squeeze his bottom.

"Okay," he grins, kissing my cheek.

I walk into the bathroom and shave my legs, grabbing a pair of shorts and a plaid shirt. I put them on and let my hair fall in waves, quickly putting on make-up.

When I walk outside to get Harry, his hair has been pushed back into a snapback and I grin. He's got a white tee on and his jeans are on tight on his legs. God, he looks good.

"Hotty over here," he whistles, my eye dropping into a wink. He takes my hand and leads me to Riker's truck he borrowed again, helping me into the passenger's seat.

Once he's in, he drives to the address I tell him. I guide him with directions and he parks in the street, my hands unlocking the door and walking to him. He locks the truck and takes my hand, the music and lights going strong around the house.

"This is insane," Harry says, my head nodding.

"They're fun though," I smile, squeezing his hand. We walk in and I hug my friends, introducing them to Harry as my boyfriend. He slightly smiles, shaking hands to leave an impression. His hand stays in mine after and we walk to the kitchen, getting some drinks for the two of us.

"Harry," Louis laughs, walking over to us.

"What the hell are you doing here?" he asks, almost cracking a smile.

"I've been seeing this girl...you know...my mate. But I haven't told her about the whole 'thing' yet. It's going to be a while," he says, my lips curving as he smiles over at her. She's a redhead, bright blue eyes that gleam when she looks over at Louis.

"Good for you man," Harry says, my lips curving as Harry pulls me closer.

"Thanks, I got to get going," he says, rushing over to his mate.

Harry takes me outside for a while and I smile when he furrows his eyebrows at kids skinny-dipping into the pool.

"What the hell?" he says, my body tugged towards him.

"They're having fun. Don't worry," I say, leading him around.

"Mae!" I turn around and Elle smiles, hugging me tightly.

"How is everything going? How's the new place?" she asks, my head nodding.

"Good."

She smiles, making small talk for a while. Harry leaves but I can still see him, slightly talking with a group of guys.

"Is he still angry?" she asks, looking over at him.

"No," I smile, watching him laugh at something someone said.

"That's cool. You guys happy you have your own place to go at it whenever you want?" she asks, my cheeks flushing.

"We don't really...do it that often," I say, her lips curving.

"Ethan's practically forcing me to stay here with him. We're pretty much living together," she says, my head nodding. We sit down and talk until her boyfriend comes for her, excusing herself.

Harry comes into my line of vision and he grabs my hand again, leading me back into the house. He takes me into the living room, pressing me against him as we dance.

"Did you make new friends?" I smile, his eyes rolling.

"They were talking about who's hot or not. I laughed because they said some girl shouldn't be walking around without anything on," he says, pressing his hips to mine.

My arms wrap around his neck and he smiles, moving his head into my neck. He kisses the skin and I smile, his hands running against my body.

He moves us to the music and I close my eyes as he feels me, the two of us in our own world. We're surrounded by drunk young adults; they don't even know we're here.

"Harry," I gasp, his lips tracing my neck.

"Fuck," he groans, my hand grabbing his waist.

"I need you."

My words have him tugging my hand upstairs, away from everyone else. My body follows behind him and he walks into a room, making sure it's empty before he shuts and locks the door behind us. He pushes me up against the wall and kisses me, my hands in his hair as he moves closer to me.

"I can't wait," I breathe, his hand touching my waist.

"I'm not doing this on someone's sheets," he grumbles, sucking on my neck.

My courage is pulled forth, his hands moving all over my body.

"Then fuck me against the wall," I whisper, his eyes on me the entire time. I've never referred to sex as fucking before, but now I want him to take me up against the wall. Who wouldn't, just look at him.

He pushes my shorts down and shoves his pants and boxers down, lifting me and pushing my panties to the side. He presses into me, splaying kisses to my lips.

"Holy shit," he groans, my lips curving as he slowly moves. I'm shoved against the wall, his hands grabbing my thighs.

"This is so much better than the party," I pant, his lips curving. We stifle a laugh in our kissing, his strength never ceasing to amaze me. My legs tighten, leaning my head to kiss his neck. His groans and grunts cause me to release a light laugh, my pleasure far too incased in my affections for him.

"Harry?" someone knocks on the door, my mouth trailing down his neck.

"What?!" he groans, my lips releasing a gasp at a particularly heavy thrust.

"Wait- you got Mae in there?" Louis asks, my teeth biting his shoulder to stay quiet.

"No," he tries, nearly moaning his response. "Be out in a minute!"

"Oh, Styles, she needs more than that," he laughs, Harry groaning as I kiss the base of his neck.

"Fuck off already!"

A laugh is heard before silence comes, my lips curving as I kiss him again. He rides out our highs and pulls out, working his come onto my thigh. He grabs a tissue and wipes it off me, my hand running through my hair.

"Cross that off the list," he smiles, the two of us pulling our jeans up.

"Hell, we should get home," I whisper, my wolf urges present.

He smirks and pulls me to him, kissing me before putting his snapback back on. He's so handsome.

"I love you," he whispers, my heart still fluttering when he does so.

"I love you too."

He smiles and pulls me closer, kissing me again. I just can't get enough of him.

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My body lies on the bed in Harry and I's new house, the cabin perfect for us. It's big enough to host meetings with his alliance and it has a large window so we can look out on the trees. It's on the top of a mountain.

While I read on the bed, I can hear the men bickering back and forth downstairs. They aren't exactly the quietest group of men.

Deciding I'm bored with the book, I walk to the bathroom and take a quick shower. After washing my hair, I wrap a towel around me and walk to get clothes. My hand grabs underwear, a crop top and shorts. I change and run the towel over my hair, walking back into the bathroom.

"My mate will not be put into any situation that will put her into harm!" I hear Harry say, his words loud and clear.

"She's an asset when it comes to this. She is his daughter," Liam says.

"Yes, and he wants to kill her!"

My heart slumps and I walk to the top of the stairs, looking down at the meeting.

"She'll be your Luna. We have to protect her," Louis sighs at Liam, my hand gripping the corner of the wall.

"All I ask is she's protected. You wouldn't want your mates hurt," Harry sighs, the men nodding. It's weird to hear they have mates, but it's probably more than likely they do.

"I don't know what to do," Andy sighs, my feet walking down the stairs.

"How about I make you something to eat?" I try, cracking a smile. Harry turns and smiles, my lips kissing his cheek.

"That would be utterly fantastic," Louis smiles, the other guys nodding.

I get to work in the kitchen, making enough burgers and brats for the eight of us. I make enough burgers and brats so they can have four of either. I know we won't have a problem getting rid of leftovers.

"Foods ready," I call, the men coming in. I tell them what everything is and they thank me, my head nodding. While they eat and discuss a plan, I clean up the dishes and put them away.

"Perrie," Zayn rushes, his feet getting up. He rushes out the door and he yells, my feet rushing out.

My stomach drops and I feel sick, Harry lifting me up and taking me inside.

"Help Zayn. I'll be out in a minute," Harry says to the men, setting me on the couch.

"It's okay. She'll be alright. She's a wolf; she'll heal," he says, the sight of Perrie's broken body in my mind.

"Let me help her," I say, his skepticism clear but he slowly nods.

I walk outside and kneel in front of Perrie, Zayn a mess as he tries to stop the bleeding in her abdomen. If what Harry's told me is true, I should be able to help her. Lunas can heal those injured in the pack quickly.

My hand moves to cover the wound while my other presses to her forehead, the bleeding slowly stopping. Zayn lightens his tears and I concentrate on Perrie, healing her to the best of my ability.

After I move my hand to her leg, her head rolls and Zayn immediately moves her into his arms.

"I'm taking her home. I'll mind link," he says, thanking me profusely after. I nod, watching him run away with her in his arms.

But shortly after, my father's voice is in my head and I lose my balance.

You've been warned. Perrie's the first, who will be next?

His words are slow and I slowly regain my vision, Harry and the boys surrounding me.

"He's targeting the girls...the mates," I whisper, Harry helping me up.

"Go home and keep them safe," I instruct, the wolves appearing as they bolt out of sight.

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