The Blood Moon Twins
Chapter 121

CAULDER

Harper's hands flew to her face, and tears started to fill her eyes. I rushed over to her and wrapped my arms around her, immediately feeling like I had done something wrong. "I'm sorry. I know this is probably the least I could've done for your birthday. I promise I'll make it up to you."

Harper cupped my face and smiled. "No, no. This is perfect. When the Council of Magic had you in their grasps, I thought I wasn't going to have to celebrate my birthday without you. And I thought the same thing when I failed to rescue Remy. I wasn't expecting or hoping for anything after everything that happened today, but you still made a point to surprise me with all of this."

More tears fell from her eyes, and they looked like diamonds coming from her. I knew these were tears of joy, but it still cracked my heart to see her crying. I wiped the tears from her eyes before pressing my lips against her forehead.

"You deserve everything your heart desires," I whispered, holding the back of her head while letting my own head rest against her forehead.

Her hands slid down to my chest, and my heart fluttered. I thought my desire for Harper was strong before, but now it was off the charts. I held onto her tighter, needing her to be as close as possible, or I would lose my mind. "My heart only desires you," she said as she lifted up onto her toes.

Our lips met, and the rest of the world disappeared. She tasted like magic, and every little touch sent fireworks spreading through my entire body. My hands slid down her body, and when they reached her lower waist, I pulled her flush against me. She was just as hungry as I was as her mouth explored my own.

I needed her more with every touch, and I could feel her own desire melting with my own. It fueled my touch, and I began trailing kisses along her jawline before moving down her neck. When my lips found the sweet spot between her neck and collarbone, my wolf fangs automatically emerged, and my mouth watered. My body was screaming at me to mark her right now, but I resisted the urge. Not yet. I wanted to savor this moment.

Instead, I picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around my waist automatically. I moved us over to the bed and laid her down. Hovering over her, I studied her face, looking for any signs that she wanted me to stop. She looked up at me with her doll eyes, and I couldn't believe that, after eighteen years of friendship, she was my mate. She was my best friend, and I had always imagined her in my life forever, but I hadn't imagined it like this before.

But this felt right.

She was everything I never knew I needed and wanted, and I knew she would only make me want to be a better person.

"I can stop if you want," I whispered. I saw no indications that she wanted me to stop, but I needed to hear it from her mouth directly, or I wouldn't believe it. I couldn't believe this was actually happening, and I needed her voice to ground me. "Don't ever stop," she whispered.

I leaned forward, crashing my lips onto hers. I settled myself between her legs, and she grew breathy the more I touched her. It felt like she was the missing piece of my heart, and she was finally back in the place I needed her to be.

Her hands ran up my back, slowly pulling my shirt up in the process. Bit by bit, the clothes came off, and we continued exploring every inch of each other. We were frozen in a moment of time, and the only thing that mattered was making sure she felt just as amazing as I did. As I touched her in the places she enjoyed most, she purred in my ear, and it only fueled me to make her make even more noises.

When our bodies became one, everything felt perfect. In the past, s*x had never really mattered to me. It was always just a quick way to blow off steam and distract myself from the pressure I was feeling. This was nothing like that, and it made me regret the other girls I had slept with in the past.

Harper was made for me, and this was so much more than just pleasure. The connection I felt with her grew stronger with every touch, and as our bond grew stronger, I felt like a different person. I felt more energized and stronger than I ever had before. Even my magic twisted in my body, dancing with joy. Sparks flew off of my body, making it feel like there were literal fireworks flying around us as we moved in a way that only sent pleasure running through every cell in my body.

When the pleasure started to build, my mouth found the sweet spot on her neck again. My mouth watered with the desire to make her my own. I wanted to mark her and seal our bond into her flesh. I hesitated briefly. She had been through a lot today, and I knew the marking ritual took a lot out of werewolves, and I didn't want to put her through that unless I was absolutely sure it was what she wanted.

Harper sensed my hesitation and whispered, "Mark me. Please."

At her command, I sank my teeth into her, sealing the mate bond. She cried out in pain and then pleasure. She arched her back as the bond filled every cell in her body. I quickly licked the small wound to help it heal.

After a moment, Harper opened her eyes, panting softly. She looked up at me with a satisfied smile on her lips. She quickly pulled me closer to her, kissing me slowly, enjoying each little taste. I continued moving again as her touch filled me with energy and desire once again. It wasn't long before her mouth moved down my neck, finding my own sweet spot. She ran her tongue over my skin, and I shuddered with anticipation.

She sank her teeth into my skin, and it made the pressure I had been feeling completely explode. I felt the bond move through my body, heightening every sense and making my body grow stronger. It came in waves, and when it was all over, I collapsed next to Harper, breathing heavily as I tried to calm down.

Harper turned to the side and snuggled into me. "I love you."

I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the top of her forehead. "I love you to the moon and back."

"Well, I love you to the depths of the ocean and beyond." She giggled at the cheesiness, but I could tell she loved every second of it.

"Is this a contest?" I chuckled.

"Nope. Contest means you actually have a chance of winning." Harper smirked at me, a devious look in her eyes.

"Oh really?" I tickled her sides, making her squeal and squirm under my touch.

"Okay, okay! I give up!" she practically screamed. I stopped tickling her, and she continued laughing anyway.

"We should get cleaned up," I said, pushing a piece of sweaty hair off of her forehead.

She jutted out her lower lip. "I'm too tired to move."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Come on. I'll carry you to the shower."

-

REMY

I didn't know what time it was, but it was late based on how dark it was outside. I sat up in the bed, trying to orient myself. I didn't fully remember how I had gotten here, and the past day almost felt like a dream instead of a memory. My head ached as I tried to remember exactly how I got here. Flashes of Blade filled my head, but as I looked around, I didn't see him here. In fact, I didn't see anyone.

"Did anyone find evidence of Draven's body?" The voice was muffled because it was coming from outside of the room, but I instantly recognized it as Blade's voice.

"No, and no one has been able to confirm seeing him either. Although that's a tough one because no one really knows what he looks like, and there was so much going on." That was definitely Mason's voice.

I shifted in my bed, trying to find a position that would let me hear the conversation better. They were talking about Draven, and I was trying to figure out what happened exactly. I vaguely remembered Caulder and Blade showing up and saving us from the room we had been locked in, but it sounded like there was so much more that happened that I wasn't aware of.

Blade didn't respond to Mason, and I could practically feel his frustration, even through the door.

"Don't worry. We'll find him, and we'll make him pay for what he did to Harper and Remy. He won't get away with this." Mason sounded angry and ready for revenge, which wasn't something I was used to. He always acted so relaxed.

"Yeah, he'll regret the day he decided to go after this pack," Blade agreed. I had only seen flickers of the anger I felt from him right now. There was something about Draven that made Blade go dark, and it worried me.

"I will keep you updated if we find anything out."

"Thanks. I should get back to Remy."

The door opened, and Blade walked into the room. He rushed over to me when he saw me sitting up, staring right at him. He cupped my face and kissed me instantly, and I could already feel the anger melting away from him. "You're awake," he whispered, filled with relief.

"I'm awake," I mimicked. "What were you and Mason talking about just now?"

Blade sat on the bed next to me in a way that he was facing me. He let out a sigh. "Maybe we should talk about this later, when you've had more time to recover."

His hesitation made me worry even more. I knew I wouldn't be able to just let it go and move on. "I'm fine. Tell me what happened."

Blade took a deep breath, preparing to fill me in on the details I had missed.