Kidnapped By The Werewolf Alpha King (completed)

Chapter 15

As evening approaches, I keep mind linking Asher with descriptions of what he can do to my body and how i want him deep inside me. I let him know I am getting so wet just thinking of it. Asher mind links me,Airabella I am working I will be up there soon. But I do not stop. I continue to tease him letting him know I am all his and i want to submit to him. Then the door burst open and there is Asher. He picks me up throws me on the bed. He has a animalist need in him. He starts ripping my clothes off, I am moaning with each touch.

My anticipation grows, fueled by the intimate messages I send to Asher through our mind link. I describe in vivid detail my desire for him, how I ache for his touch, and how I yearn to feel him inside me. Despite his reassurance that he's working and will join me soon, I persist in my teasing, unable to contain my excitement.

Suddenly, the door bursts open, and there stands Asher, his presence commanding and primal. Without hesitation, he strides towards me, his eyes ablaze with desire. In one swift motion, he picks me up and throws me onto the bed, igniting a primal hunger within us both.

Clothes are torn away in a frenzy of need and passion as Asher's primal instincts take over. Each touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through me, and I find myself moaning with ecstasy as he claims me as his own.

As Asher's primal instincts take control, the air crackles with an electrifying intensity. With a fierce growl, he pins me down, his eyes blazing with raw desire. His touch ignites a fire within me, and I writhe beneath him, consumed by a primal need.

Feeling his dominance, I surrender completely, my body quivering with anticipation. Asher's hands roam over my skin, igniting every nerve with searing pleasure. With each touch, he leaves a trail of fiery kisses, marking me as his own. I arch my back, offering myself to him willingly, craving his touch like a starving beast. Asher's breath is hot against my skin as he whispers dark promises of ecstasy, his words sending shivers down my spine. With a hungry growl, he claims me fully, his passion driving us both to the brink of madness. Our desires merge in a symphony of lust and longing, each moment more intense than the last.

As our passions reach their peak, Asher's primal instincts drive him to take me with a ferocity that leaves me breathless. With each powerful thrust, waves of pleasure wash over me, sending me spiraling into ecstasy.

My nails rake down his back as I surrender to the overwhelming sensation of being claimed by my mate. Every touch, every kiss, fuels the fire between us, igniting a hunger that cannot be sated. In the heat of the moment, our bodies move as one, a symphony of desire and need. Each movement brings us closer to the edge, teetering on the brink of release. Finally, as our climax approaches, a primal roar escapes Asher's lips, signaling the pinnacle of our passion. We surrender to the blissful oblivion together, lost in the throes of ecstasy.

Afterward, we lie entwined in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. The air is heavy with the scent of our desire, a tangible reminder of the raw passion we share. In that moment of intimacy, I feel closer to Asher than ever before, knowing that our bond transcends mere physical pleasure. We are mates, destined to be together, united in both body and soul.

As we lay there, entangled in the aftermath of our passionate embrace, a sense of contentment washes over us. I trace lazy patterns on Asher's chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my fingertips. Asher plants soft kisses along my neck and shoulder, his touch sending shivers down my spine. "I love you, Airabella," he whispers, his voice filled with warmth and affection. "I love you too, Asher," I reply, snuggling closer to him, reveling in the comfort of his embrace. We remain wrapped in each other's arms, basking in the peaceful silence of the moment. In that tranquil serenity, I feel a profound sense of belonging, knowing that with Asher by my side, I am home.

The next morning I woke up to start my day. As I slip into a comfortable t-shirt and black leggings, my gaze naturally drifts to Asher, lying sprawled across our bed, his naked form illuminated by the soft morning light filtering through the window. In this moment, I'm overwhelmed by a rush of affection and contentment, feeling the warmth of his love enveloping me.

However, the tranquility of the morning is shattered by the sudden wail of an unfamiliar alarm reverberating through the house. The abruptness of the sound startles me, causing my heart to race with apprehension. I've never heard this alarm before, and its piercing shriek fills me with a sense of unease.

The shrill sound of the alarm continues to pierce through the air, its urgency matching the turmoil swirling within me. As Asher leaps out of bed with a sense of urgency that sends shivers down my spine, I feel a wave of dread wash over me, paralyzing me in place.

"Airabella, find Luke and get to the safe room now," Asher commands, his voice filled with urgency and concern. Without hesitation, he transforms into his wolf form and bounds out onto the balcony, disappearing into the darkness below. Frozen in fear, I struggle to process the gravity of the situation unfolding before me. The panic threatens to overwhelm me as I tremble uncontrollably, my mind racing with a million unanswered questions. Before I can gather my thoughts, Luke bursts into the room with Joan in tow, his presence a welcome anchor amidst the chaos. "Come on, Airabella, we need to move," he urges, his voice firm and resolute.

Following Luke's urgent directive, I snap out of my initial shock and swiftly gather myself, realizing the seriousness of the situation. Without a moment's hesitation, I nod in acknowledgment and follow Luke's lead as he guides me out of the room and down the corridor towards the safe room. As we hurry through the packhouse, the blaring alarm serves as a constant reminder of the imminent danger lurking outside. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, each step echoing the urgency of the situation. Joan, clutching onto Luke's hand, looks at me with wide eyes filled with fear and uncertainty.

Reaching the safe room, Luke swiftly ushers us inside and secures the heavy door behind us, sealing us off from the outside world. The room is dimly lit, the air heavy with tension and apprehension. Inside the safe room, we find other pack members already gathered, their faces etched with worry and concern. Luke takes charge, instructing everyone to remain calm and stay vigilant while we await further instructions from Asher.

Amidst the chaos and fear permeating the safe room, I focus on providing comfort and reassurance to the women and children huddled together. With a steady voice and gentle demeanor, I approach each trembling mother, offering words of comfort and encouragement.

As I move among them, I see the flicker of hope in their eyes as they cling to my words, finding comfort in the midst of uncertainty. I hold their hands, offering a comforting presence amidst the turmoil, and soon, the sounds of sobbing begin to fade as a sense of calm settles over the room.

Turning my attention to the children, I gather them close, their wide eyes searching for answers and reassurance. Drawing upon the stories passed down by my grandmother, I weave tales of courage, resilience, and hope, capturing their imaginations and transporting them to worlds far beyond the confines of the safe room. With each tale, laughter fills the air, replacing the earlier cries of fear with the joyous sound of innocent merriment. I watch as smiles spread across their faces, their worries momentarily forgotten in the enchantment of storytelling. In the midst of adversity, I find strength in providing comfort to my pack members, knowing that in moments of darkness, it is the light of compassion and camaraderie that will guide us through. Together, we weather the storm, united in our determination to emerge stronger and more resilient than before.

As the safe door opens, Asher's presence fills the room, his eyes softening as he observes the scene before him. The sound of children's laughter and the air of calm that surrounds us is a testament to the soothing effect of storytelling in times of distress. Turning to Asher, I offer him a reassuring smile, a silent acknowledgment of the strength and resilience of our pack. His loving expression mirrors my own, a silent understanding passing between us.

The children, reluctant to see the storytelling come to an end, plead for me to finish the story. With a promise to continue another day, I suggest gathering in the gardens where we can continue our tales under the open sky. As the children bid me farewell with warm hugs and bright smiles, the women approach me, their gratitude evident in their eyes. "Thank you, Luna," they say, their voices filled with sincerity and appreciation.

With a tender expression, Asher approaches me, his voice laced with affection. "I love you, my Luna. You did an amazing job with the pack, and I can't wait to see you become a mother to our pups." His words fill me with a sense of pride and anticipation, and I respond with a kiss and hug, reciprocating his love.

However, my curiosity about the alarm remains unabated. "Asher, what happened? Why did the alarms go off?" I inquire, seeking clarity amidst the uncertainty. In response, Asher suggests through the mind link, "Come with me to my office, and I will fill you in." With a nod of understanding, I follow him, accompanied by Carter and Luke, eager to unravel the mysteries behind the alarm.

As we enter Asher's office, he quickly closes the door behind us. His expression is grave as he turns to face me. "Airabella, there's been a breach in our territory. A group of rogue werewolves with Lycans has infiltrated our borders," he explains, his voice tinged with urgency. “They don't normally work together so this is alarming.” My heart races at the news, realizing the severity of the situation. "How did they breach our defenses?" I ask, my mind racing with thoughts of the safety of our pack members.

Asher's jaw clenches with frustration. "We're still investigating, but it seems they found a weak point in our perimeter defenses," he replies, his tone reflecting the weight of responsibility as Alpha. Carter interjects, his voice steady but concerned. "We've already dispatched patrols to locate and neutralize the threat, but we need to remain vigilant," he advises, emphasizing the need for caution. Luke nods in agreement, his expression grim. "We'll need to bolster our security measures and tighten our patrols," he adds, his eyes scanning the room for any signs of danger.