Daniel's POV
"How many have we lost? How many wounded? How many captured?" I asked the beta as we all started to walk through the hall to the main pack house.
"Sixteen losses, four fully mated so, we lost their mates except one... she is pregnant." We were all three silent.
The female would give birth and live for one week before her broken heart would claim her. The pregnant females who lost their mate would live long enough to feed their children for one week before joining their mate in the afterlife.
A male who lost his mate would drop dead as soon as their mate died. Our souls bonded and one could not live without the other. Cheating was unheard of as males couldnt mate with another once they found their mate and marked each other.
The dark part of the story is a female could be intimate with anyone and one pack we heard of in Canada, the females only came home to mate and bear their young, the males raised them from a year old onward. The pack was a sturdy pack but without a Luna the pack didnt have that female touch.
Second chances didnt occur and once you met your mate it was all or nothing, the wolves would never find another mate, this was why we didnt have a Luna. She came from Canada and after the birth of her last litter, she hasn't been back in four years. She chose to live the life of her pack and our Alpha loved her enough to let her go.
Luckily for me, my mate was a family wolf and would likely stay with me full time if her parents were any example. The beauty of their bond was not lost to me as they bantered the three hours we were there. "Call your mother and father, princess. We wont make it tomorrow as we have funerals to prepare for."
The sad fact of being a wolf was the death after your mate dies, the split second of losing your other half, the light of your life ripped your heart out. I saw it when one of the females died in childbirth. The male was able to see his son pulled from his mate's lifeless body before he laid down beside her and died with tears still falling from his eyes.
Being a pack wolf brought a group together and if anything happened, most wolves had "god parents" for their children who would raise their children if they passed on.
"Libby," Nate said. "Are your parents going to be alpha and Luna of the new pack?"
"They want to be, I was going to be the Alpha once they passed on, but Mum always hoped I would find my mate and have what she and Dad has..." she took my hand and looked into my eyes.
You could practically see hearts dancing around her head as she leaned her head on my shoulder.
Nate laughed and went on his way before I led Libby to our room and into the bathroom. "Doc Chambers will probably put you to work soon... we should take a hot bath..." I laughed, seeing the tub full of cold water and drained it before I opened a drawer next to my sink dropping a bath bomb into the hot water.
"Bath... bombs... a male... with bath bombs?" she teased me as we watched the blue and green foam begin to form, the bubbles filling the tub as the bomb worked.
"Dont hate. I love bath bombs... I order from sss so no one knows." I told her in a secret keeping whisper.
She made the call to her parents before we finally stripped together and slid into the huge jacuzzi tub. i pulled her into my arms as the bubbles died down enough to turn on the jets. She moaned as I nuzzled her neck.
We came together, lips traveling over one another as she turned to straddle me, lips pressed to hers as I lifted my hands to the lush mounds of her breasts, her soft pink n*****s pebble in my palms. Her breath hitched and her hips slipped against mine.
I hardened immediately, my tip pressing to her hot core as I looked up at her. My right hand slid down the dip in her waist to cup her hip a moment. Sliding my fingers slowly to her core i began to massage the delicate bud within her folds as my lips slowly traveled to her left breast, tongue stroking the hard peak.
She moaned, biting her lip as she clings to my shoulders. She inched forward, surprising me by settling against my aching length. "Please, Daniel... Now..." she begged as her hips ground against me, my tip pressing to her entrance.
I pulled her down, my eyes widening as I pierced her hymen amd slid into the tightest p*ssy I have ever experienced. She locked our left hands together as she nibbled my marking place on the right side of my neck. She didnt even gasp in pain as I felt myself rocking up to meet each of her thrusts against my hips.
She wasnt as innocent as I thought she was, she smelled like no males so I knew she wasnt sexually active, but she knew how to move against me pleasingly. Each stroke of her hips lifting until I almost fell out then her hips slipping back down to take me all the way in.
The water splashed everywhere and I couldnt stand it and lifted her up, balancing her on the edge of the tub, I braced my feet against the side of the tub. Driving myself deep into her I felt the heat of her body surrounding me as I am holding her left hand in mine. She was so tight that when her hips began to jerk and, her tightness began to milk me, while feeling her walls convulse around my shaft. No amount of self control could keep me from cumming deep inside of her snug love tunnel. "Ahhhhh!" I screamed before biting down on her neck, marking her before she reciprocated. We both jerked as our canines pierced each others flesh, the scrolling Mark's beginning to form on our palms and necks. When they finished forming they would be colored like a henna tattoo and match. I pulled back and licked her mark, she followed my lead as I spoke to her. "Someone's a naughty girl, aren't you?" I said with a mixture of adoration and playfulness.
She was exhausted, I picked her up from the tub and placed a towel around her shoulders before helping to dry her off. She looked at me then smiled at me. "I never expected my first time to be in the bath. I figured it would be in a bed, but... it was amazing." she told me with a soft kiss on the cheek.
As adorable as she was, I couldnt resist finally tucking her into my bed. She fanned her hair out on the pillow and looked up. "Are you coming, too?" she peeked up at me through her lush lashes.
"No, baby. I have to help my uncle with preparing the funerals, it will be a late night. Sleep sweet, my princess."
She nodded and curled up to my pillow, letting out a fierce yawn, she snuggled down as I walked out.
I immediately headed to the Alpha's office, laptop in hand. After greeting everyone, I pulled up the pack files from our cloud and began looking for the funeral arrangements for each couple. "The Jacksons and the Davies want to be buried at the mountain plot, they requested oak trees be placed as their memorials. The McKinney couple want the east plot near the lake with willow trees. Annnnnnnnd... the Richmond couple want to be cremated... their ashes spread at the waterfall with a small amount made into a diamond ring for their... unborn daughter to have an engagement ring and they... can be with... her when she gets married." I was cracking, it was all too fresh, being with my mate showed me the love and I couldnt help but feel awful for Mrs. Richmond.
All of us were red eyed and hurting for the pregnant wolf. She would go through the motions of life, until it was time to go. My aunt burst into tears and covered her face weeping broken heartedly over the pup the woman would soon deliver.
It would be rough for everyone but the woman had an unmated sister to take over raising her children for her. I closed my laptop and sighed. "We know this is the outcome when a pregnant wolf's mate dies, but maybe we can apply to the king for backup to raid the vamp nest. They must be about to have hatchlings if they needed more guards.
Vampires aged slowly, at about 100 years they would appear to be 18. Each vampire always wanted their own guard and if they succeeded in taking a warrior, often, the threat of killing the guard was enough to get them to toe the line. We know our moon goddess combines our life force to keep us together lovingly but some wolves couldnt bear the thought that when they die, their mate would die as well.