Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
I grip her ass and arch my back as I come, too. My middle finger slides down between the cleft of her ass, pressing against her anus. I feel the vibration of her shriek bounce off the walls of the bathroom as I fill her with my cum.
“Oh Fate. Oh Fate. Oh sweet Moon Goddess,” Aster pants, rocking her hips to ring out the last aftershocks of her beautiful orgasm.
I wait until she’s complete, then lift her off me and climb out of the tub, wrapping her in a fluffy towel.
I’m not finished with you, I sign, sweeping her up into my arms and carrying her to the bed.
After a second glorious round of sex, I hold her nestled against my body and peer down at her lovely flushed face.
“So, how long have you known?” I sign and speak.
She copies my signs–my brilliant mate, learning ASL so quickly. Know what?
“That I was the ‘true alpha’? Or did you make that up?”
No, she signs. “When I was a child, I overheard the Warden and Oma talking. She told the Warden he needed to find and kill the deaf wolf pup swapped with Aiden at birth. She’d had a vision of “a wolf with no ears” standing on the cracked dais with the Adalwulf mantle over his shoulders.” Aster looks up at me. “When I learned you were Liora’s son, born of my pack, I knew you had to be the wolf from her prophecy.”
“Because there can’t be that many deaf wolves born into the pack?”
“You’re the only one I know of.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
A frown appears between her brows. “I don’t know. I was still deciding what it all meant–to me, for you, for all of us.”
I nod. “That makes sense. You hadn’t chosen to mate me yet.”
Aster smiles and trails her fingertips along the back of my neck. “My wolf had. I knew you were my destiny–I’d been dreaming about you for so long. I was just a little slow to sort it out.” She gives me a slow slide of her lips across mine.
My wolf rumbles with contentment. Having her orange blossom scent in my nostrils and her body beneath mine soothes away the remaining franticness of almost losing her.
“I honestly didn’t feel it all come together until the moment we alpha bonded, and the dais cracked. That’s when I realized it was straight out of Oma’s prophecy.”
I brush her hair back from her lovely face. “You really don’t care about leaving your pack?”
Aster smiles. “You’re my pack. You’re the only pack that matters to me.”
“I pledged myself to the Blackthroat pack to get their help rescuing you.” I study Aster’s face. I don’t know how she’ll take that news. I know she doesn’t trust the Blackthroats. She grew up hearing terrible stories about them.
She gasps, her eyes warm. “You’re no longer a lone wolf! I’m so glad. You were keeping yourself away from others to your own harm.”
“You’re right. I…my whole life was spent ensuring I was self-sufficient, so I could infiltrate the Moonborn. I worked my ass off to get an Ivy League education and a job on Wall Street. I mastered total control over my wolf side to never need a pack. But I was willing to throw all of it away for you, starshine.”
A wicked grin stretches her lips. “Aiden will hate that he lost his Seeress to the Blackthroats. My magic was the one thing they had that the Blackthroats didn’t.”
“But what about the Grandmothers? Will they hate it?”
Aster swallows. “I don’t know. Part of me wondered…”
What? I sign.
“Maybe they’re already planning for the next generation.”
I stare at her, trying to decode her words. Finally, it hits me. “Are you pregnant?”
A mysterious look comes over her face. “It’s still so early. But…I think so.”
Triumph–the triumph I should’ve felt the moment I grabbed the ladder swinging from the helicopter and lifted off with my mate–surges through me. Pure joy. Victory. Celebration.
I leap off the bed and swing Aster around. She giggles hysterically as I throw her in the air and catch her.
“A pup. Fate, a pup! Nan will be so happy. And my mother….”
It’s the first time I’ve called Liora mother, but it feels like she should be included in this celebration. And Oriana. My sister. Our future pup’s aunt.
“Let’s wait a bit until I’m sure,” Aster pleads.
I drop kisses all across her face. Her neck. Her breastbone. “Of course.”
I fall back on the bed and pull her on top of me. “So you’re moving in with me? You’ll live in the city?”
For a moment, a flicker of trepidation crosses her face. She’s never known anything but isolation in a cult. She’s never held a job. I don’t know if she’s even been to school.
“I know it will be a big adjustment to live in the city. If Brick gives me my job back, I’ll have plenty of money. We could look for a property out of the city. Maybe in New Jersey. Somewhere with a little land, so you don’t go nuts.”