Mating the Lycan King

Chapter 12: Meeting the Ranks

Jorden’s POV:

Trevor places his forehead to my shoulder, our bodies still latched together as one. Our panting fills the room.

Slowly dragging my hands down the wall, I grip Trevor’s hold on my waist and give a firm squeeze. We stay this way for a minute until our breathing returns to normal.

“Trevor?” I nudge my shoulder indicating for him to raise his head. Once he does, I turn my face to the side to meet his dazzling green eyes.

“Yes, my sweet wolf?”

Looking deep into his captivating eyes, I admit the only thing I know it true, “I love you,” I whisper.

Jesus, why am I suddenly so meek when I’ve given him my body is every possible way? What in the f**k is with my hormones and mood swings?!

Pulling me from my internal questioning, Trev reluctantly slips his semi-hard member from my ass. His hands slide around my waist, gently turning me to face him.

“Jorden Marie, say it again,” he demands calmly, resting his forehead to mine. The urgency in his voice doesn’t go unnoticed.

Slithering my hands up his abs, past his pecs, around his neck. I lock eyes with my alpha mate, “I, Jorden Marie, love you, Trevor. I’ve never loved anything or anyone more than I love yo—“

I can’t finish my confession as Trevor smacks his lips to mine. What starts as a harsher kiss turns into one of the passionate and slow kisses we’ve shared.

Our tongue massage one another’s, our teeth clash gently as we allow our tongues to express the unsaid words.

My knees buckle under the heated kiss, signaling Trevor to grip my thighs and lift me into his embrace. I comply with no restraint, locking my legs around his torso. Ignoring the fact that my s*x holes are leaking our c*m onto his chiseled body, not that he seems to mind.

He brings us to the bathroom, gently setting me on the cool countertop, causing me to grunt. Trevor chuckles at my reaction and pulls his body from me, leaving me feeling empty.

He starts the shower once again before returning to me and scooping me up.

“Let’s get clean, baby girl. Then we can rest,” we enter the shower.

I nod a “yes” in agreement and wiggle out of his hold to grab the shampoo and squirt some in my hand.

“I want to wash your hair but I’m afraid I cannot reach your head,” I comment in a teasing tone with a smirk dancing on my lips. I mean, he is a freakin’ giant compared to me!

Trevor laughs his musical laugh and twirls us so my back is to the water, blocking the droplets from his face and hair. He slowly kneels down before me, placing his hands on my love handles.

“Good boy,” I note while sudsing up his hair. Moving my fingers thoroughly through it before lightly scratching his scalp.

“Mmm, can we do this every day?” My mate asks huskily, resting his forehead on my muffin top as I continue the gentle motions.

His question makes me internally jump in excitement at his want for this but also at making him feel relaxed.

“We can do this twice a day if it please my king.” I reassure him.

Once I’m done, I tap his shoulders, “Okay, all done, my king.”

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Trevor’s POV:

Feeling my girl wash my hair has to be one of the most pleasing and relaxing things I’ve ever felt. I quickly rise and lean into the shower spout, rinsing my hair, making all the suds fall on Jorden. She fake pouts before she laughs as I shake my head like a wild dog.

It lasts for a minute as she giggles and grabs at my body in attempt to move our positions. The scene before my eyes has me smiling like a kid on Christmas. I watch her as she calms her laughter, a smile still plastered upon her round face.

“Your turn, my love,” I move our bodies so my back is to the water.

We continue washing one another and enjoying every moment of it. Once we’re done, I step out and grab a towel, wrapping it around my darling mate before grabbing one for myself and tying it around my waist.

Watching Jorden, she yawns.

“C’mere, darling. Let me carry you to bed,” I state as I scoop her up bridal style. She doesn’t argue, just ties her arms around my neck and resting her head on my shoulder.

I sit in the bed, not releasing my girl.

“Baby, are you still awake?” I coo in her tiny ear.

She nods weakly against my shoulder.

“I love you more than anything. I swear to protect you always. I’ll always make sure you know how much you’re loved, how important you are.” I confess tenderly.

I’m answered with silence. I assume she’s slipped into a slumber but she weakly tilts her head up to look at me.

“I know you will, Trevor. I don’t doubt your love for me a bit. Promise me you’ll tell me if you ever feel I’ve not given you enough love,” her whispery breath pushing across my face.

Instinctually, I tug her closer — if that’s even possible — and rest my head atop her damp curls.

“You love me just the way I need, darling wolf. Let us rest. Tomorrow I need to meet with the ranks and I’d like you in the meeting.”

Her reply is a soft snore, which makes me chuckle. I scoot down the bed and keep her locked in my embrace. That’s the last thing I remember before dozing off.

The damn alarm is blaring in my ear at 7:30 sharp. I mentally curse myself for not pushing the meeting back a bit but I have to return to the fold. I can’t wait any longer otherwise there will be questions, which aren’t needed if this meeting takes place sooner rather than later.

I maneuver my way out of Jorden’s arms and head to the restroom, preparing for the day. Once I’m done, I go to the closet and pick out an outfit for me and my angel.

Laying hers on the bed, I slip on my grey sweats and black t-shirt. For a while I just stand at the edge of the bed and watch Jorden’s chest rise and fall. Her curls convey the wild ways she moves in her sleep, her mouth slightly open with a tinge of drool making its way onto her cheek, coupled with her light snoring.

I could’ve stood there all morning watching her but a knock at our door pulls me from my daze.

Opening the door, I see Nathan standing there.

“Brother,” I nod at him.

His stare is directed at me for a split second before he peeks around to locate my mate, causing a growl to rumble through my chest.

“I’ll be in the office in 20 minutes,” I state before slamming the door. Placing my hands against the wooden surface, I inhale and exhale a few times to calm my breathing. During my efforts to relax, I feel arms snake around my waist, pulling me into a soft body.

“Did you sleep well, my king?”

Her voice is groggy, still adjusting to the morning.

“Yes, love. We have a meeting to attend. Please put the clothes on I left on the bed so we can get this over with. I want to walk the pack grounds with you today,” I explain as my hands fall to cup her forearms that hold me locked to her front.

She doesn’t answer, just nods her head against my back before pressing her lips between my shoulder blades.

“I’ll be ready in five to 10 minutes, lover. Promise,” she flashes a cheeky grin and disappears into the bathroom.

God, I love that woman. She’s something I could’ve only dreamt of.

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Jorden’s POV:

I hurried to throw my bra and panties on, shirt and pants to follow. Brushing my teeth thoroughly before rinsing. Moving to the shower, I turn it on and stick my fizzy bed head under the water, wetting it until almost soaked.

Slightly damping it, I grab my mousse and put some in my palm before moving it through my hair. I repeat the process until I feel it won’t frizz once it’s dried. Grabbing a headband, I slide it on and shake my curls, making the form nicely around my face.

Grabbing mascara, I quickly layer some on and grab some cherry red lipstick. Painting my lips, I smack them together and give myself a confident smile.

Emerging from the bathroom, I find Trevor typing on his phone. Clearing my throat, I grab his attention and scurry over to him. Plopping on his lap, I circle my arms around his neck smiling happily.

Trevor responds with an almost painful grunt, making me worry. I go to stand and I’m instantly crushed to his chest, “Don’t go anywhere, sweetheart,” he demands. I know he knows his alpha tone doesn’t affect me but he still uses it. I think it’s to show his seriousness.

As if he sensed my worry, he explains the sound he made, “You’re just so beautiful and now I have to share your beauty with other men. Worse, unmated wolves!” He groans like a child.

All I can do is laugh and smack his chest playfully.

“Cmon, the sooner we’re done with the meeting the sooner we can explore,” I look to him, “Unless…did you change your mind?” I act fake distraught.

He laughs heartily at my antics and stands us up.

“You’re right, angel. Let’s go and get this done so we can spend time together,” he takes my hands and leads me to where the meeting is being held.

Nathan’s POV:

John, Levi, Chris and Ryan sit on one side of the table while I sit at the end with an empty chair for my brother when he joins. I kindly had a chair pulled close to his side for Jorden, in the event she was joining. A part of me hoped that she would. I wanted to see her badly but I didn’t have answers yet.

I recall her telling me to “figure my s**t out,” giving me a month to do so. Grunting, I run my fingers through my hair and wait rather impatiently for our alpha to arrive. Just then, as if someone above heard my pleas, they enter. Hand in hand. Half of me is envious of Trevor but the other part of me respects him. He’d never waver if he were in my shoes. He would’ve rejected his second mate and return to his first love.

“Good morning, everyone.” Jorden greets us with a smile. I’m so distracted I don’t hear anyone's reply’s, I simply get lost in her presence. Her curls framing her chubby face, the way she painted her soft lips with the bright red, the way her eyes dazzled brighter with her little bit of makeup. It takes everything in me not to get up and circle her in my arms.

“Luna,” I finally nod to her, clasping my hands on the table in a tight grip.

“Alright,” Trevor takes the mic, sitting beside me and swiftly pulling Jorden into his lap.

“I wanted to start this meeting, actually,” Jorden chimes in with grace. All eyes dart to her.

“I want everyone to state their name and ranks, I think that would be best since we’ll be working closely,” she explains.

Trevor just watches her in awe until Levi speaks.

“Luna, I’m Levi. It’s a pleasure to officially meet you. I am a gamma,” he bobs his head to Chris.

“I’m also a gamma. The names Chris. I’ll serve you faithfully, my Luna,” he flashes a charming grin, earning a glare from Trevor. Not that I blame him, I want to pummel Chris into the floor right now but I've that right to visually be protective of Jorden.

She just chuckles and glances at the next man beside us, John.

“John, just the baddest warrior in the pack,” he winks teasingly at her.

“Hey, Luna. I’m Ryan. I was originally an omega but Nate there,” pointing to me, “Saw the smarts I brought to the pack and rewarded me head of security. I look forward to serving you,” his voice is firm and respectful.

Jorden takes the floor again, “Pleasure is mine. I’m sure we’ll be working closely together so let me inform you a bit about me,” she darts her eyes to Trev to see his tense expression.

She bends to his ear and whispers something none of us can catch, making my brother chuckle and laced his fingers through hers. f*****g s**t. I want to be him. I want her between us. I need to seek advice from the elders immediately.

“As I was saying, about me; I’m 26, my pack was obliterated by the mad king. My only living relative is my aunt, whom will visit,” she locks eyes with each one of us, “Make sure she’s treated with the upmost respect.” Everyone nods at her.

Continuing, “I may be a wolf, for now,” she shoots a loving smile to Trevor, “and a woman, but I’m not weak. I’ve had my troubles and I’ve fought hard as hell to be the woman I am. That being said, should you think I’m failing the pack, I expect it brought to me directly.” Jorden squints her eyes.

John chuckles, causing Trevor and I to glare. I go to speak but Trevor beats me, “Enlighten me, John, what is so amusing?”

John immediately straightens up and looks at his alpha, “Our Luna has a fire in her, boss. I meant no disrespect.”

Jorden laughs, “No sweat, John. I like to think I can hold my own in most aspects but I’m well aware I need to learn your ways. So, give me the chance to earn the respect as your Luna and I will not fail you.”

All of us respond in sync, “We swear, Luna.”

She nods to Trevor as if passing him the spot light.

“We’re all aware I’ve been gone sometime, so catch me up on things. I want to hear of the security systems we have in places, how many shifts of patrol we have monitoring the boarders, the wild rouge attacks over the past two years, everything,” my brother booms.

With that, everyone goes down the line and explains thoroughly as asked.

Jorden takes in everything. Her face stays expressionless for the most part, but except when the mention of the last wolf rouge attack took place just before I left for her old packs ceremony.

As the meeting comes to a close, everyone rises and bows to the three of us. Just as I go to stand, Jorden grabs my wrist.

“Wait, Nathan. I need to speak with you both,” her eyes moving between Trev and I.

I nod and sit, watching her intently. Trevor does the same.