The Alpha's Unwanted Luna (by Miss L) novel Chapter 418

Chapter 418

75 – Ben

Every inch of me is struggling to stay calm as I sit beside her, caring for her with a quiet patience that feels more forced than natural. “So that’s why you didn’t wait for your mate,” I murmur softly, without any hint of judgment or bitterness. I’m not upset that she isn’t a virgin—after all, I didn’t wait for my mate either. But hearing her explanation brings a new layer of understanding, a clarity I hadn’t had before.

Her eyes lock with mine, steady and unwavering. “Yeah. It was something I could control. Having an Alpha’s son or a warrior in my bed meant they wouldn’t dare cross any lines.” The thought alone stirs a low, protective growl deep in my chest, my wolf’s instinct flaring fiercely. Slowly, she leans in closer, slipping her arms beneath mine, her fingers resting gently on my back. This is the first time since I arrived that she’s touched me willingly, outside the harsh, tense atmosphere of the training grounds. In this quiet, intimate moment, I realize I’m done fighting it. I belong to her—completely, without reservation.

“They can’t have you,” I say with quiet determination, my voice low but unwavering. “I’m not from your pack, and I wasn’t raised to stand by while anyone lays a finger on my mate. You are mine—no one else’s. If anyone even jokes about touching you, they’ll be beaten within an inch of their life and then thrown into the cells to heal like a human. Your elders? They’re done. They have no place in our pack, especially not in leadership, if they think they can take advantage of you or that I would tolerate that kind of disrespect.” She nods against my chest, her breath warm and steady. “Now, mate, can I mark you so we can heal and get the hell out of this damn witch blizzard?”

Her head tilts up toward me, those vivid green eyes sparkling brightly, framed by the wild cascade of her fiery red hair draped across my arm. I find myself unable to focus on anything but her face. If I let my thoughts wander, I might lose control right here, right now—and she deserves so much more than that.

I stay still. She needs to tell me with words that she wants this. It will happen soon, but I’m willing to wait if she asks for it.

“I don’t want to be a plaything,” she whispers softly, barely audible.

“I already told you—no one will touch you. Not ever. Even if you say no now, you’re still mine, and mine alone.” I press a gentle kiss to her forehead, tightening my arms around her. “If you say ‘yes,’ I promise you, many heads will roll just for looking your way too long. And that’s me trying to be nice.” I feel a small smile press against my chest as her arms pull tighter around me. She’s physically here with me now. All that remains is for her to say the words.

“You’re so close. You feel so good, Elara. Such a good girl for me. Will you come for me?” I pant between thrusts, words slipping out without thought.

“Oh, yes! Right there. So… good. Yes.” Then she shatters, screaming incoherent words, and I follow soon after.

The bond between us and the Black Claw pack surges stronger. Voices flood my mind, warmth washing over my body. I don’t fully understand what’s happening, but I can’t stop. I sit up, keeping her fully sheathed on me but adjusting the angle. She continues to move, the tremors of her first orgasm still pulsing through her. I plan to make her come again and again.

Somewhere deep in the back of my mind, I know this isn’t the smartest or safest place for this, but I don’t care. I will have her completely before we leave this storm behind.