Ending the war

Richard’s POV:

This is how it ends.

I transformed back to my human form, my chest bare.

I looked around me, watching the Rogues being tied down around me. The death of Leon had caused an immediate and drastic drop in morale. The Rogues didn’t fight anymore, allowing themselves to be chained.

Among them, were the Evans family too. They had been brought out by the warriors as per my orders.

The night was still as I stood in the center of such chaos.

I never knew silence could be quite this deafening.

“The battle is over,” I said, looking around me with steely eyes to my tired warriors, but still victorious. I felt satisfaction in seeing all the familiar faces around me. Not many of them fell, to my joy. “We will dispose of the traitors today and rebuild our pack. This victory isn’t anything but a symbol of our strength, and our unity. For in our unity,” I rolled my shoulders back and raised my voice even louder. “We will never fall.”

The cheers of my warriors were enough to dare me, and I turned to sneer at the crying faves of Mrs and Mr Evans.

I had received reports of Renee and Elise being found dead not far from the battlefield.

I briefly wondered who had done the deed but brushed it aside in favor of speaking once more.

“The traitors must be put to death tonight. No one must be left behind!” My orders brought another round of cheers to the entire pack and I nodded, turning around to walk off as begging and pleading could never heard from Mrs Evans herself.

I was buzzing with energy within me; energy that I needed to lash out at something with. Anything.

I didn’t look around me as I made my way to the clinic. I knew Arielle would be there tending to the wounded as much as possible. The image of Ethan coming through at ten last second to save Arielle from Leon’s blow came to my mind. I’d have to thank him deeply for doing such, even though I knew he’d simply make a snarky remark at me. For me, Arielle was irreplaceable and I was glad to not lose her.

I walked past all the people who were in the suddenly packed clinic, focused on finding my mate. As soon as I spotted her I walked over to her and grabbed her hand, pulling her to the direction of her office.

The need within me grew strongly and o found myself aching to be inside of her. She was silent as I pulled her through the hallway. I flung her door open and pulled us both through to the empty office and locked the door. In the next second, we were on top of each other, and I had her pressed against the wall and our lips linked together with urgency.

She had to be feeling the same thing I was.

She let out a moan as I sucked on that sensitive part of her neck and began to undo her fastening on her jeans.

Arielle whimpered as my fingers pressed the sensitive part of her core, stroking that nub so gently.

“Richard,” she said my name with so much fucking feeling, and promptly parted her legs as I divested her of her jeans, ripping apart her panties with one hand. My manhood was hard and needed to be inside of her.

In one fell swoop, I gripped her waist and raised her up, burying myself up to the hilt inside her. She groaned, and I muffled her sounds with another long kiss. My pace was brutal and needy. I gripped her roughly, commanding her as I moved in and out of her.

My mate panted with each motion and the door shook with the force of our movements.

I didn’t stop, only moved faster, chasing the impending ecstasy that I knew was coming. I braced Arielle, raising up her shirt to tug her soft mounded breasts out of her bra.

I took one nipple in my mouth, licking and tugging and biting softly. She moaned out loud and I hoped no one would hear us.

“Fuck,” I cursed as I felt my end coming sooner than I expected. With a loud growl

I finished inside of her, feeling her walls clench around me as she came in quick succession.

“Oh,” she moaned as I pulled my length out of her, and I caught her as her knees were weak. Leading her to the couch, the two of us ended up being locked in an embrace.

I was silent as she rested in our post-coital slumber; stoking her hair, o began to think of the future.

No more did we have Leon and Elise as an ever present obstacle in our lives. Now we were finally able to look to the future.

“Richard?” I heard her mumble my name.

“Hmm?” I hummed to show her that I was listening.

“I’m pregnant.”

I stilled, those words reverberated in my head as my mind slowly processed it.

“Oh,” I breathed out, unable to say a word lest I end up screaming.

“Oh?” She lifted her head up and our eyes met. I saw the fear inside those beautiful blue orbs. “Is that all you have to say?”

I opened my mouth and closed it, feeling like I had just done something wrong.

“Angel,” I began. “I think we’ve established that I’m not exactly in the right frame of mind to do anything. I mean,” I gestured to us. “We just had sex in your office while the entire bloody pack is in the clinic.”

She relaxed, giggling a little. I relaxed as well.

“I doubt they heard us. The walls are soundproof,” she stated somewhat unsurely.

“I hope not. I don’t want anyone hearing you,”

I growled and she laughed loudly.

“Okay, Alpha,” she teased and I never felt more desirous of a woman in my life. Then she promptly yawned.

“You need rest,” I chided her gently. “You’re carrying our child now.” She smiled at me, so sweetly.

Slowly, the two of us fell into slumber, and I found myself in a dream like no other. In that dream, Arielle was round-bellied and glowing, her pregnancy far along.

I saw Darren teasing me about having a child before he would.

I saw Lilian as well, chatting with my mate. Her belly was rounded too, although not as prominent as Arielle’s.

Then I saw Arielle in a hospital bed, smiling at a child in her arms.

And in my arms was another.

Twins.

‘What do we call them?’ She asked me with a glimmer in her eyes.

The names came to me from the voice of the moon goddess.

Amaris and Jasper.

The End.