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67. Healing (Luke POV)
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I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, my makeup brush poised in the air as my eyes caught the glimmer of my Luna mark. Nestled on my neck, the crescent moon was perfectly healed now, its curves as elegant as fine calligraphy. Staring at it, a sense of purpose washed over me, anchoring me to the present moment. I resumed applying my eyeliner, my thoughts drifting to the horrifying stories Luke and his brother endured. Those dark memories cast a shadow that eerily mirrored my own past after my father died. The weight of those years felt isolating, but the difference was, Luke and his brother had each other. I never had a sibling to lean on.Exiting the bathroom, the sight that met me in the bedroom startled me. Luke stood there, leaning into the open safe. "Luke, what exactly are you up to?" My tone hinted at suspicion and concern, the words laced with an urgent need for clarity.Like a deer frozen in headlights, he looked caught, stuttering before finally speaking. "Lexi, Trevor's
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 69. Both of Us (Clay POV)
The front door closed behind us, sealing off the outside world and its never-ending complications. Lexi's eyes met mine, and I could see a twinkle in them that wasn't there before."Kyla's not what she appears to be. She's no wallflower, Clay. She's got this quiet strength," Lexi said, her voice tinged with awe.Before I could respond, Luke sprawled onto the couch with an exaggerated sigh, a sense of relief radiating from him. Clearly, making it through the meeting without punching Trevor had lifted his spirits. He looked up at Lexi and smirked. "So, are you aiming for the title of First Luna or Second Luna?"I chuckled and jumped in before Lexi could reply. "Well, 'Second Luna' over here just announced our complex relationship dynamic to the whole werewolf community. Trevor's about as tight-lipped as a sieve."Lexi burst into laughter, her whole face lighting up. "Oh, really now?"Without missing a beat, I scooped her up effortlessly and slung her over my shoulder, feeling her laught
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 70. First Time (Luke POV)
The sheets beneath us felt like an oasis, and for a brief moment, time seemed to pause, allowing us to bask in the haze that enveloped us. Our limbs were interlaced in a tangled mess. Just as I was drifting off, a noise pierced through the fog. It was the unmistakable sound of footsteps echoing from below. The Omegas were back, their duties calling them to set our household in order.I leaped up urgently, crossing the room in a single stride to slam the door shut and turn the lock. The audible 'click' felt like a barrier between us and the world beyond, sealing this intimate space for a bit longer.Clay chuckled as I sank back onto the bed. "I hope you've got reserves, man," he said with a smile. "We've got training in an hour, and my shifting abilities are still off the table for another day or two. So we are 'humaning' it."I let out an exaggerated groan, burying my face in the crook of Lexi's neck, inhaling the intoxicating scent that was uniquely her. She laughed, a sound that so
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 71. (Lexi POV)
Perched atop the platform, Clay and I were engrossed in my paper—or at least, we tried to be. The subject matter, "Werewolf Portrayal in Popular Media," should have been engaging for both of us, given our unique perspective on the topic. But the reality on the ground below—the lean, influential figure of Luke commanding his pack—kept stealing my focus."So, 'Werewolf Portrayal in Popular Media,' huh?" Clay broke into a playful grin, making air quotes with his fingers. "Let me guess, Twitlight didn't get it quite right?"I chuckled. "You have no idea. But hey, at least we don't sparkle in the sun, right?"Clay laughed, his eyes sparkling in a far more magical way than any fictional story. Our playful banter paused as we watched Luke call a break in the training. He sauntered over to a water cooler, gulped down half a bottle in one go, and then let the remaining water cascade over his head."He's distracted," I observed.Clay caught my gaze, his eyes growing serious. "Yeah, I'm sure he
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 72. (Clay POV)
I lied.There, I admitted it. At least to myself. I told Luke and Lexi I was just taking the treaty to the council, that was true, but my mind was gnawing on another agenda. Professor Gray at the university might have some insights into the whirlpool of emotions and unprecedented connections enveloping me, Lexi, and Luke. I needed clarity, and I hoped Gray could provide some.Handing over the treaty to the council was straightforward, almost disappointingly so. I was in and out in less than a minute. The ease of it tempted me. A small voice in the back of my mind whispered that I could just drive back home, immerse myself in whatever Luke and Lexi were wrapped up in. Their emotional proximity pulsed through me, like the low hum of a sweet melody. But I sighed, steering my car toward the university.When I arrived, I slipped quietly into Professor Gray's lecture hall. I didn't want to disturb him, just listen and eventually ask him the questions that were burning a hole in my psyche.
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 73. All Of You (Luke POV)
I padded through the forest, the soil yielding softly under my paws, with Lexi perched on my back. I moved deliberately, avoiding jarring her with abrupt turns or unnecessary leaps. My thoughts kept circling back to our intimate moments together, memories replaying in vivid detail. It was beautiful, electrifying, yet a knot of concern tightened in my gut.Had I been too carried away? Clay had warned me to take things slowly, but with Lexi so close in the heat of the moment, I lost all sense of caution. My instincts had seized control, drowning out reason or the protective urge I usually felt toward her.I felt a gentle tug on my ear and then a playful nip. I let out a faux whimper, playful yet clear with confusion."What was that for?" I thought, my eyes meeting hers."To get you to stop worrying about whatever's eating at you," she whispered, as if reading more of my thoughts than I allowed her to.We arrived at the river, and she slid off my back, her touch lingering momentarily a
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 74. Crystal (Clay POV)
I maneuvered the truck down the winding road, my grip firm on the steering wheel. The radio played some nameless tune, filling the cab with a melody that neither calmed nor excited me. My thoughts were too preoccupied for that, dancing around the elephant in the room—or, in this case, the lack of two very specific people and the sensations they would cause if they were even touching at that moment. Were they holding back for my sake? The thought kept repeating itself in my mind, turning over like a well-oiled cog in a ceaseless machine of worry and curiosity.That's when it hit me. A sudden, overwhelming flood of sensations made my heart race.They weren't holding back. I could feel it, almost see it—a vivid tapestry of emotion and physical sensation that unrolled in my mind. Intimate touches, a rhythm as old as time, the close proximity of their bodies in a particular configuration.It was electrifying, disconcerting, and downright incredible all at once. The mixture of excitemen
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 75. Darkness (Lexi POV)
My body still hummed with the memory of intimacy, every cell vibrating on a frequency that only Luke and Clay seemed to tune into. I lay there on the bed, sandwiched between their solid forms, their slow breaths mimicking the cadence of my own. A sense of wonder washed over me, something like awe but more personal. Twice in four hours, it was both exhilarating and overwhelming. My body was tender to the touch, a testament to the intensity of our connections, physical and otherwise.The sensation of their skin against mine felt like home but different—like discovering a room you never knew existed in a house you'd lived in all your life. Luke, with his rugged edges, and Clay, with his polished charm, were distinct yet strangely complementary. They felt like two halves of a whole, like puzzle pieces that had been waiting for the right moment to interlock. I marveled at the architecture of their bodies. The finely sculpted planes of their muscles, the way every curve and angle aligned
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