Dr. Luna
Demon War: Rise of the Alpha Chapter 22

Wyatt leaned up against his mate. He warned Blaze that if he tried anything he would mentally block him out for an extended time. But Blaze was adamant that he could control himself. He had marked his mate now and was blissfully happy with her. He had his mate by his side and she was amazing. The most beautiful wolf he has ever seen. He was surprised to see the flames flickering off of her body but he was more proud. There was no other werewolf out there that was more fit to be his queen. He was certain of it. As they sat quietly next to each other Blaze couldn't help but be thankful for the mate that rejected them. The initial mate pull felt strong with Freya and he was certain it wasn't because of him being the werewolf king. It was because she was his true mate. This quiet serene moment between the two of them was perfect.

You never should have forced her. That's the only thing that could have made this better.

Blazed whimpered mentally to Wyatt. I needed her. I know it was wrong but I can't regret claiming her. But I do regret how I did it. Blaze knew he was wrong. He could admit it. There was no need for Wyatt to reassert his dominance. He was willingly submitted to him. It was the natural order of things.

We did get the perfect mate though... didn't we. Wyatt said proudly as he mentally smiled.

Hell yeah we did. Blaze beamed happily as he soaked in the sweet sparks of having his mate next to him.

Freya sat comfortably next to him. She watched the sun start to make it's climb down. She felt reluctant to leave from this moment but also knew it would be safer going back before it got dark. Not safer for her. Safer for Wyatt. She realized in that moment she was actively thinking about him and his safety. She smiled to herself. So Ember how do I shift back? Is it just the same way? Freya began pushing herself forward before Ember could even answer her.

It's the same way but Ember started but it was too late.

Freya soon shifted back into her human form. There was just one problem. She was naked. Freya looked over her n**e body.

As I was trying to say. It's the same but when you shift back you won't have any clothes on. Ember smirked in Freya's head. She heard a sound beside her and turned to see something getting shoved over her hastily. She looked down at the large t-shirt that was now covering her body and she looked up at Wyatt who's silver eyes had a dark edge to them.

"What a minute. You got to keep your clothes?" Freya didn't think this was fair at all.

Wyatt grinned. "I had to swallow troll nail clippings to be able to keep my clothes. Don't worry I have one left for my Luna. I just forgot about giving it to you until now." Wyatt looked up at the sky and then gave her a sideways smile. "If that isn't a good test for self- control then I don't know what is."

Freya's cheeks heated up and she gave him a bashful smile in return. She touched the shirt on her. It was still warm from Wyatt and smelled like him. It was like being held by him and she liked it. "Thank you for the shirt."

"I was either covering you with my shirt or my body. But I promised myself that I would let you take the lead there, so you got the shirt." He winked at her and then reached his hand out to her. His lips curled up into a wide smile when she willingly walked into his side leaning back into him. He wrapped both of his arms around her, kissing her forehead tenderly. "You don't have any shoes. I'm carrying you back. I promise I'll be a gentleman about it. Just don't get mad at me for my thoughts not being gentlemanly." He didn't give her a chance to object as he gently hoisted her up. He pulled his shirt over her bottom and tucked his arm under it to keep her from being exposed. And yes, impure thoughts raced in his mind of all the things he wanted to do to the naked body of his mate. "Thank you."

Her sweet voice snapped him away from his lust and his eyes smiled down at her. He tilted his head to the side as he continued walking her back. He wasn't sure what she was thanking him for. But it looked like it was something she didn't plan to elaborate on either.

"You don't have to thank me for anything, Freya. You are an extension of myself. What I do for you I am doing for me." Wyatt lowered his nose to her hair and placed his lips on her head. She had filled a void and darkness inside of him. The moment he sank his fangs into her he was whole again. She filled his insides up and he was renewed with life. She did this to him. He knew she felt reluctant about their relationship. She was afraid of it. Afraid she was going to disappoint him. Or afraid that she was going to get hurt. He wanted to show her that she was all he wanted. He at least had the mate bond on his side helping pull her towards him. He just needed her heart to accept him and that was what he was waiting on.

Freya leaned into his bare chest. She was very much aware of her own hormones during this time. She felt like she was not even close to the person she was just a couple days ago. She always tried to appear cold and unfeeling. She even enjoyed killing demons. Like really enjoyed it, even smiled while they died. She wasn't that person right now. In just a short time she was changing and transforming. Transforming into the person who she really was. It wasn't like she was changing for anyone. It was just that she had forced herself to be someone else before. A person who had no one to rely on had no one to lose. But that wasn't what she wanted. She breathed in Wyatt's scent and rested her head on him. She wanted him. She wanted a life with him. Maybe Jin was right, maybe she was the same person after all?

Wyatt walked them up to the pack house and brought her inside. He slowly lowered her down making sure his shirt on her didn't ride up. Sam, Renee, Jin and Jason were back at the pack house waiting for them.

Jason smirked slightly noticing his brother's shirt on Freya. "Someone hasn't had their dose of troll nail clippings, have they?"

Wyatt chuckled. "No, she hasn't. That is a mistake I am not about to let happen again. I barely managed to get her back here in one piece." Wyatt gave Freya a crooked grin and then walked away to go and retrieve the clipping. The magic from it would allow her to shift and keep her clothes. No more worrying about having to carrying an extra set of clothes with you. Or worry about carrying his half naked mate without touching her. That is one for the books for him.

"So how does that fire over your body work? It obviously didn't burn Wyatt." Renee asked intrigued.

"I guess it is like a type shield but I can choose who it hurts and who it doesn't hurt." Freya didn't know a lot about it either just what Ember had told her.

"Well, I am glad that you didn't choose to hurt me with it. I wasn't sure after the way you growled at me." Wyatt chuckled handing her a glass of water and an odd-looking object. "Swallow it."

Freya curled her lip up in disgust. She has seen trolls and knew exactly how they lived. It was disgusting. They liked to sleep in a pile of dung for their bed. This magical nail clipping definitely had feces on it. She held her hand up to her mouth and turned her head slightly. She felt a bit squeamish.

Wyatt chuckled softly. "Don't think about it and just down it."

"Have you ever seen a troll?" Freya asked him pointedly.

"No."

Freya smiled and nodded. "That's why you were able to take it no problem."

"No actually my grandparents didn't tell me what it was until after I swallowed it. They are tricky like that." Wyatt chuckled again.

"Have you all taken one?" Freya looked up to see them all nodding except for Renee and Jin.

"We don't have enough for the whole pack. So just a small group of us who shift frequently have taken it." Jason spoke up. He then looked over at Renee. "She isn't big on fighting and prefers to use her fairy powers instead of shifting. Her mother is a selkie." "Well, you will be glad you didn't take one after what I am about to tell you." Freya looked at the clipping still in Wyatts hand. "Trolls are very disgusting creatures. They choose their sides and are not loyal to any one side. They also have no idea of what hygiene is. They pick their nose. Never washing their hands. They scratch their bottoms. They eat rotten flesh. And they sleep on a pile of crap... literally. That fingernail is laced with traces of goodness knows what and you want me to ingest that? I think I would prefer walking around naked."

Sam held his hand up over his mouth. "Your grandparents are sick and twisted. We should have at least boiled the clippings first."

Wyatts eyes fell onto Freya's. He took a small step into her and lowered his head to her ear. In but a small breath that would only be audible to her he whispered, "I won't have ANYONE else seeing my queen naked. Plus, my self-control is limited my dear." He pulled back to see her arching her brow up at him.

Freya scoffed and the let out an airy laugh. "Do you think I am afraid of you 'Alpha'?" She emphasized his title in a mocking voice. "When you have lived as I lived and seen what I've seen you find that fear for yourself doesn't exist."

Wyatt smirked and folded his arms over his body. This was no longer a private conversation. He wouldn't be mocked as the Alpha... HER Alpha at that. "Well 'mate', I wasn't taking about harming you. I was talking about claiming what is mine. Do you really wish to keep testing my tolerance?"

Ember whined in Freya's mind. She was tucking her tail and looking away in submission. She couldn't go against her mate and Alpha. Well, Ember couldn't, but Freya could. "Do you really wish to tell me I don't have a say in this matter?" Freya's arms laid at her side. Her posture was straight and confident. There was nothing about her that was looking submissive. Wyatt's aura began to emit out from him causing Sam and Renee to hunch back. Their Alpha was getting angry, and they could not fight their instincts against him. They both lowered their eyes and took a few retreating steps away. Freya noticed this and she frowned. Her eyes then flickered up to Wyatt angrily. She walked between him and the two werewolves, taking a protective stance between them. "Look what you are doing? Quit being such a bully." She hissed out.

Wyatt's eyes danced in amusement. A soft chuckle came from his throat. And she didn't think she would be fit to be my Luna. Look at her standing there already protecting her pack. Blaze nodded in his head in agreement. A feeling of pride washed over him right there. Even though it was him she was standing up to it didn't matter. She was protecting members of the pack. "Okay Freya. If you really don't want to take it you don't have to. It is way more convenient, but you can choose."

Jason and Sam's jaw dropped. Wyatt had just conceded. He didn't continue to push as the Alpha. The two men gave each other a side glance and a knowing smile spread over their faces. They both had mates too and knew exactly how this worked. Even as the Alpha, he would put his mate first. It showed that he cared more about her than his position.

Freya blinked and stared at him. She was expecting a fight for sure. Now she was being given a choice. Well hell. Now I'm the a*****e, huh? She stared at the clipping in his hand. It would be more convenient. And it was her choice now too. UGH. "Fine. Give me the stupid thing." Freya reached out and quickly downed the disgusting clipping. She tried to will herself not to think about it. You're just drinking water. It didn't quite work because she felt queasy and had to force the water down. But it was done now. She tried not to think about trolls and what they looked like. What they did and what that clipping had probably touched. Yeah, it didn't work. She felt warm strong arms wrap around her. She could feel his heated breath as his lips brushed against her mark. "Thank you." She heard his voice whisper into her. The thoughts of what she just consumed were gone. Now all she could think about was how good his arms felt around her. She felt the sparks covering her body as she was wrapped in his scent. The mate bond had calmed her insides down and filled her head with thoughts of him. It has only been one full day of her being awake as his mate. One day, and she already was not sure how much longer she would be able to hold off. The truth is, she wanted him and what being with him meant. She felt her body leaning into him from the intoxicating feeling he was giving her.

Wyatt could feel the barriers on her starting to break down. She was becoming more accepting and less tense. With every touch she was accepting him more and more. He felt her body leaning back into his. His thoughts drifted to her lips and tasting them for the first time. He wanted more than just to taste her though. He wanted to devour her. He kissed the top of her head. He was proud of her for standing up to him. She was exactly the type of Luna he wanted. One that could even tell him when he was wrong. Soon he felt the slight tug as Freya's body was being pulled away from him.

"Come on Freya I want to show you something." Jin tugged onto her arm pulling her away from Wyatt. She pulled her to the couches and pushed her friend down on the couch. "Okay close your eyes. I got you something while you were unconscious." Jin said excitedly. She waited until Freya closed her eyes and then grabbed something from behind the couch and set it in her hands.

Freya opened her eyes feeling the soft object in her hands. Her eyes fell on the stuffed animal. It was a stuffed puppy with big eyes. She squeezed her fingers around it and her bottom lip quivered as she pulled it up to her body. She held it tightly against her as a small blush crept onto her cheeks. "Thank you, Jin."

Wyatt looked at his adorable mate squeezing a stuffed animal into her chest. He walked up to the couch and sat beside her, placing his arm around her. He could see her watery eyes and he rubbed her arm gently. He looked up at Jin who was smiling down at Freya. "It isn't exactly the same, but I thought it looked a lot like Scruffy." Jin said quietly.

Freya leaned into Wyatt's touch. "It does." She whispered out quietly still squeezing the stuffed animals. Scruffy was a present from Jin when they were kids. She loved it. She loved really cute looking things and had a soft spot for them. Scruffy was the cutest though and her favorite. When she was younger, she rarely left without him. The stuffed animal reminded her of a happier time in her life. A time when she had family, a best friend and felt loved.

"I take it Scruffy was an important friend of yours?" Wyatt smiled as he played with her arm with his fingertips.

"Mmmhmm, I took him every where and slept with him every night." Freya smiled as she remembered it.

"I'll be your Scruffy whenever you want." Wyatt grinned and brushed his head against hers.

"You can't. You're not cute enough." Freya teased with a smile and Jin snickered quietly.

Wyatt chuckled and tugged her into his side. She was starting to come around. She was lowering her walls that she had built up. The more she was relaxing the more of her personality he was getting to see. And he loved it. He was loving everything about her.