The Spirit Luna: Fragmented Soul

Mated

Cadence POV

I padded across the forest floor, white fur catching the moonlight, paws light on moss and roots, and senses electrified.

I smirked at Regan, daring him to chase me. I wagged my tail and bounded off. To my amazement, I flew across the forest and outstripped my alpha mate. I swelled with pride for my wolf. She was glorious.

I slowed for a moment, closing my eyes. The scents of pine, damp earth, and distant animals washed over me. I could feel the hum of the earth beneath my paws, the pull of the moon above, the latent magic threading through the woods. And I felt… me. Not Cadence or my wolf alone, but the combination — the white wolf awakened, alive, aware.

“Hello?” I whispered, and in my mind, my wolf answered.

Welcome. Finally, you’re here. You’re ready.

I grinned, feeling the thrill of the connection. “I’ve always been ready, haven’t I?”

Perhaps. But now you understand. Now you know what it means to be alive in this form.

I bounded forward, leaping over roots and fallen branches, letting instinct guide me. Every movement was fluid, every sense alert. The thrill of freedom pulsed through me, exhilaration mingling with a deep, grounding joy.

Your heart is racing. Fear, excitement… anticipation. All of it is good.

“I can feel it,” I admitted. “Everything, all at once. The forest, the moon, the air… you. It’s overwhelming but wonderful.”

You’ll learn control. But never lose this feeling. Never forget what it is to run free.

I twirled, almost dancing, wolf and human instincts merging. I leapt higher, landing lightly on a mossy rock, and my wolf purred — a sound deep and vibrating from inside me. “I think I could stay here forever,” I said softly.

And you might. But your life as Cadence continues, too. Remember, we are one, yet we must balance both worlds.

I padded to a stream, drinking from the silver water, feeling the cool liquid refresh my senses. The forest reflected in the water, twisted and bright with moonlight, and I felt small and infinite all at once.

You are special. The white wolf is rare, a guide, a protector. You have purpose, Cadence. Never forget it.

“I know,” I whispered, ears flicking at distant rustles. “I feel it. I want to understand, to help, to… do what I’m meant to do.”

Then trust yourself. Trust the moon. Trust your instincts. And trust me.

I laughed softly, tail flicking in delight. “I do trust you. I trust us. I think… I think I finally understand why I wanted to be a detective. I wanted to solve mysteries, yes… but I wanted to bring order to chaos. To guide lost things home. And now…”

I padded deeper into the woods, breathing the night air, feeling the hum of my wolf, my pulse syncing with the moon, with the forest, with destiny itself. “Now, I think I can really do that.”

Good. The world awaits, Cadence. And soon… so will your mate.

I froze at that, feeling a pulse in the air, a familiar presence. Regan’s wolf shadowed me on the edge of the clearing, blue eyes glowing, patient, and protective. My chest tightened — not with fear, but with recognition, joy, and anticipation.

I padded back toward him, wolf tail high, and our forms brushed, nudged, aligned. Together, my wolf hummed, and I laughed softly. Yes, together, we were unstoppable.

Regan's wolf nipped at mine playfully. It began to lap at my neck and nuzzle my face. My wolf was in heaven and desired more. Regan's wolf growled wantingly and mounted me, pinning me to the ground. We wanted it. In one swift movement, we felt his large p***s insert and began thumping, wild and possessive. Then, in the haze, Regan's wolf bit into mine and marked us. We were one.

Once satisfied, we shape-shifted back to our human form.

We stood in front of each other, naked, basking in the moonlight. I wanted him. My body was heated, and I was wet at the mere thought of touching his ripped abs and him filling me. I was no longer shocked by my desire as I had been in those solitary moments in the shower, where I had cried out in need for him as I pleasured myself with my own fingers, imagining Regan's c**k instead.

Finally, he was in front of me, and I was dripping unashamed.

Regan stalked closer, his eyes black with desire, as he buried his nose into the nape of my neck and kissed my marking spot. Regan had explained briefly about mating and marking before. Initially, I had thought it savage, but in this moment, I wanted him to take me. Right here, right now. I quivered.

Regan stepped back, a smug smile on his face

" I'm going to worship you, my white wolf."

Regan dropped to his knees and lifted my foot and began kissing it, following the curvature of my leg, kissing past my knee and into the inside of my thighs. He bit me gently just before the opening of my virgina which sent shock waves through my insides, making me convulse and drip even more. He darted his tongue out and tasted my juices.

My face burned with a sudden embarrassment which quickly faded as he burried his face, toungue lapping, into my virgina, drinking my juices greedily and rolling his tounge around my c**t.

I threw my head back as he continued his assault, unrelenting.

I fisted his hair to remain upright, and he grabbed my arse to shove his tongue even deeper inside me.

I could feel my pleasure building as he lapped at my c**t. I shuddered as my orgasm broke and I came hard into his mouth.

Regan didn't stop, unrelenting he inserted his fingers, and another wave or orgasms crashed around me.

"Regan!" I gasped, "Please!"

Regan understood my need and lowered me to the ground, not removing his fingers. He kissed my stomach and then sucked in my right breast, biting it playfully before doing the same to the left.

He continued up my neck, lapping my marking spot. All the while, his fingers continued to pump me, making me a throbbing mess.

"Regan!"

Regan chuckled sexily, and captured my mouth, releasing his fingers and thrusting in his c**k. I gasped, at last I was filled with his throbbing c**k, thrusting into me to the point of ecstasy.

His strong hands held my hips down as he thrust in and out, wanting to claim me as deep as he could. I reached up and pulled his face to mine, biting his lip and wrapping my legs around his waist, encouraging him, telling him to f**k me as hard as he wanted.

I felt his c**k enlarge and I could sense he was about to c*m inside me. This drove me even wilder. I wrapped my legs tighter around his back and urged him deeper.

He growled and released his c*m into me, filling me up and I climaxed for the third time.

Then he bit my neck and another wave hit me. A fourth blissful and all consuming climax washed over me as our mate bond was completed.

Regan stilled on top of me, but he remained inside me. I didn't want him to pull apart from me. Instead, he wrapped me in his arms and held me.

"Mine." he growled.

"Yes."