Black Mountain Mates

Nevaeh

        After both of us changed, him into a set of jeans and a snug black t-shirt, and me into a pair of cotton shorts and bra left by a pack member for me and I slipped into a black wife beater that hung low exposing most of my chest. I tied a knot in the bottom so it wasn’t so loose and I joined Sterling on the porch. He glanced over to me and let out a deep husky growl.

                “Go back in there and change.” He said closing the distance between us, that specific voice I was starting to realize was his authority command. His Alpha voice for short.

                I rolled my eyes at him. “You sound like my father would have. Shut up, and kiss me.”

                Sterling leaning in and our lips met roughly. His hands roamed over my body like it was the first time he got to touch me, before landing on my rear, squeezing my bottom into his hips. My violet eyes were glowing and I was feeling the Heat coming back like a trickle in a dam.

                (Alpha, Luna? Is it okay to approach?)

                My eyes lit up hearing a pack member speak through our shared pack link. (I can hear them, Sterling!)

                He shook his head at me.

                (Luna? You don’t have to shout; your voice is clear enough.) The pack member said with a chuckle.

                I winced. (Oh, I’m sorry.)

                (Approach.) Was all Sterling said.

                A smaller male wolf came into view, bowing deeply. “No need to apologize, Luna. The King and Queen wish to have you and the Luna in their presence for dinner.”

                I nodded to him. “How late are we?”

                The wolf shrugged a little. “Only about an hour, and we all postponed dinner in celebration of your union and added some extra things to the buffet.”

                “Oh. So…everyone…knows…” I was a fierce shade of red as I hid my face.

                Sterling leaned over and lifted my chin to show my blushing face to him and our pack member. “Don’t show weakness, little one. Your face isn’t anything to hide, even if it’s the color of a cherry.”

                I blushed even deeper, but I held my head high. (Yes, big daddy.)

                He looked over to me with a look close to smirking. (Good girl.)

                My thighs clenched together. This was going to be a very long dinner.

                Before we even stepped into the common room my throat was clogged with my heart. If it wasn’t for Sterling’s hand on my lower back, I would have backed away and ran for Yana’s house. Feeling my growing stress, Sterling’s thumb rubbed against my back.

                (You’ll be fine, little one. The pack already loves and has accepted you. Called you Luna before I even scented you.) Sterling said reassuringly.

                I rolled my eyes. (Yeah, except now they all know we had s*x like mindless teenagers in the forest.)

                (You are still a teenager, plus, it won’t be the last time, little one. I can smell your Heat coming back already, and now that we’re mated…I really won’t be able to stop myself from claiming you again.) Sterling said glancing down to see my heated expression. (And I don’t care where we are when it happens.)

                I tried my best to keep from jumping his bones right here in front of our pack and the Wulfkin King and Queen. I held myself together, well, mostly together as we became overwhelmed by congratulations, to gifts, to the wolves wanting to see my mark.

                An older woman pulled me a little away from Sterling to hand me a black box. When I gave her a questionable stare she placed a gentle hand on my cheek. “This is for while you’re having your Heat.”

                I glanced down at the box and popped it open, face turning bright red again as I slammed it shut. “It looks like a…”

                “Back in the day we called this an Omega’s Plug. Whenever you and the Alpha get done coupling, put this in. It’s something Dire’s have used for centuries to become with child as soon as possible. We are all excited to see some pups running around here.” The older woman gave me a wink. “You want to make sure your carrying his child before he goes into a Rut. The Alpha is already twenty-seven.”

                “A what?” I tried asking, but I was pulled in a separate direction and given another box to open.

                Feeling overwhelmed I frantically searched for a way out of the common house.

                (Breathe, little one. Take deep slow breaths. They will calm down in a minute.)

                I could hear Sterling in my head, and I did as he instructed. After a few moments, I was able to continue on.

                When things calmed down a little we made our way to where the King and Queen sat watching everything. When we got close, they smiled big.

                “Congratulations are in order.” Queen Sasha said excitedly. “I’ll make sure to send plenty of gifts when the time comes.”

                Confused I smiled and shot a glance to Sterling. (What is she talking about?)  

                He didn’t even look over to me as he accepted the King’s hand. (Pups, little one. Gifts for our pups. Queen Sasha is a romantic.)

                (Oh, this again. Sterling, why does everything think I’m going to need baby things so quickly? Am I missing something?) I asked trying to focus on two conversations at once. “Thank you, Queen Sasha. Do you have pups of your own?”

                Sterling let out a deep breath. (I forget you don’t know these things…Nevaeh, most Omega’s mated to Alpha’s get pregnant when they mate for the first time with them.)

                I shot up out of my seat with my hand on my stomach, not even thinking about how that looked to our pack. (Sterling, I’m going to kill you…after we get done ‘mating’ the next time.)

                He chuckled in my head. (You’ll have me in you again? Little mate of mine?)

                (Well, yeah. My Heat’s coming back, so I kind of need you.) I said with sly look.

                (Of course.) He said.

                I let out a deep breath. (Sterling.)

                (Yes, little one?)

                I rubbed my arms while smiling at the Queen. (Why am I not as afraid as I thought I would be hearing that I could be carrying your pup?)

                Sterling actually looked over to me this time, his eyes filled with that look he has for me. (I’ve been waiting for you for nearly nine years, Nevaeh. When I first thought I could have a mate you were nine-ten years old. I got to the point where I accepted the fact I was going to go feral. Then I scented out my mate deep in the forest one day. Found you. I don’t care how young you think you are, little one. Your wise enough to be eighty.)

                (Sterling?)

                He smiled only to himself. (Yeah, Nevaeh?)

                I looked over and winked at him. (I’m deciding the names.)

                (Anything you want, little one.) He said before giving the King his full attention.