The Luna's Ugly Disguise

Chapter 4 - Evelyn

The wedding had been so much more than I could ever have expected it to be. Not that I had even expected to be a bride today, or even ever… yet it was heavenly! I had fast become the center of attention the moment I stepped out into the halls in that beautiful gown, but with Alpha Lucael by my side, I became stronger too. I felt different. And Celeste looked on in sheer disgust.

There had barely been a moment, with so many people coming to greet us. But finally, the evening had come to a close. And as people were leaving, I turned to Alpha Lucael with a saddened smile, thinking he too would be leaving. I knew we were now married, and what usual expectations were, but I did not know how this would work. It had not been discussed, and my father had all but avoided us all evening. No formal arrangements were made.

But he offered me a warm smile in return. “Perhaps I could walk you back to your room?”

I was quick to nod in agreement. He had no plans to take me home with him yet it seemed. So, any moment with the man that I now knew was my fated mate felt like heaven to me and was not to be turned down. I took the hand he offered me, and began to walk through the hallways of my packhouse toward the staircase. “You make a stunning Luna.” He told me warmly, and I felt a rush of pleasure running through me as my wolf purred with contentment. Luna. I think I liked that…

“Thank you. It was not quite how I expected my night to turn out. I will say that much.” I whispered gently, not sure whether I was ready to admit the entire truth to him.

But Alpha Lucael simply chuckled. “Well, I cannot say it was how I expected it to turn out either, sweet girl.” He offered me a playful wink. “But, I hope we can make things work…”

I turned to him as we reached the top of the staircase, to notice he looked a little awkward in his words. “You sound unsure.” I whispered a little tentatively.

“Of course. A beautiful she-wolf like you, fated or not, may decide an old Alpha like me is not quite the mate she wants.” He offered me a wry smile. But I could tell from the gleam within his eyes he was maybe teasing me. I had spent enough time tonight with this man by my side to see how charming he could be. The charisma he exuded. He did not lack confidence.

“I could say the same for you.” I mumbled awkwardly, as I edged toward my bedroom door.

“What, that I am a beautiful she-wolf?” Alpha Lucael teased, with a playful grin, as I opened the door. I could not help but giggle at his attempt at a joke, yet I stopped suddenly when, to my surprise, he stepped inside without waiting to be invited. Thankfully, my room was always kept tidy. But it felt so odd to be joined there by a man. I think my shock must have been evident upon my face, as Alpha Lucael looked at me with a smile. “Do you want me to leave, Evelyn?”

I gently shook my head. I didn’t think that I did. “Can I put something more comfortable on?” I whispered, suddenly feeling very conscious of the fact there was a man in my bedroom. A very handsome man. A very handsome and experienced man. Who happened to be my fated mate, and of course, now my husband.

There was a lingering giggle within my mind. ‘Aww, aren’t you the sweetest?’ That same voice said gently. My wolf. ‘He is our mate. Experience does not matter. He will take care of you. Surely you want to mark him? We want to mark him.’

My heart felt like it skipped a beat at the mention of that, but I could feel the curious gaze of Alpha Lucael upon me, as he nodded in response to my question. I darted off to the adjoining bathroom, grabbing some clothes from the nearby drawers as I went, and quickly closed the door behind me. The man out there was my fated mate. Of course, he would be expecting things from me…

A wave of nausea hit me, while nerves twisted inside my belly. I had never been near a man in that way. I had had a few boyfriends during high school. But never to that level…

I slipped out of the dress, hooking it gently upon the back of the bathroom door before I quickly showered. I rinsed myself off as fast as I could, not wanting to keep the Alpha waiting too long, and slipped from the shower, grabbing a towel, before drying myself off. Opting to twist my long hair into a messy bun upon my head before wrapping the towel around me. I looked at the clothes I had brought with me and realized I had forgotten my underwear, so I quickly stepped from the bathroom, planning to go and get some before returning to get dressed.

But the instant I stepped into my bedroom, Alpha Lucael stood from the space he had been sitting upon my bed. His eyes resting heavily upon me…

“Your face…” He said almost breathlessly.

My hand darted to my face, as I gasped, realizing that I had forgotten to put on any more of my ointment, meaning that my mate was seeing me in my natural form. Rather than the worn and weary look my ointment created… “Erm…” I whispered, but Alpha Luceal was across the room in an instant, his hand over mine upon my cheek, as his piercing blue eyes looked down into mine.

“Your eyes…” He whispered. “Like two emeralds…”

I bit my lower lips anxiously. I knew the ointment did exactly as it was meant to, dulling my shine to hide who I was, but I did not know if this was allowed… would this be right? “They were like muddied grass earlier…” He whispered.

I held back a little chuckle at his odd choice of description, but any sense of amusement quickly faded as his eyes drifted slowly and sensually across my body. “You look so different.” His words were heavy with what I swore sounded like lust. I mean, I didn’t think I had experience of lust, but it felt like that’s what it was. My head was spinning with anticipation, as he ran his fingertips along my arm, sending shivers of sheer pleasure running through me.

“Alpha…” I began.

“Lucael.” He corrected me. “Or Luc. I am not your Alpha. I am your mate, Evelyn.”

I nodded nervously. “Lucael…” I tried, his name sounding foreign upon my lips, but it caused him to growl with what sounded like desire now. “I don’t want…” I began.

“You don’t want to do this?” He interrupted, suddenly stepping back from me, leaving me craving the heat of his body again. “Of course not. You are young. Maybe innocent to all of this. I apologise. Am I rushing you?” He questioned, edging his way back to the bed. “It is just I have been waiting for my fated mate for quite some time…” His voice faltered.

My heart ached. He thought I didn’t want him. My fated mate. ‘Go and show him’ My wolf urged me, and I knew that she was right.

I walked across the room, sitting alongside the Alpha upon my bed. All confidence within him seemed to have momentarily gone. A fleeting moment of vulnerability as his eyes met mine, before he smiled. “You going to throw me out, angel?”

I shook my head emphatically, ensuring that he knew that was not the case at all, while liking the nickname he seemed to have created for me. “I was trying to say…” My voice wobbled with nerves. “I don’t want to be a disappointment.” I blurted out quickly, while the brows of the man next to me rose in surprise.

“Disappoint me?” He whispered, lifting me until I was upon his lap. Lucael moved beneath me, and I was suddenly aware of the fact I was wearing nothing but a towel. I could feel him beneath the fabric of his trousers, and I think he may be more than a little excited, I realized with a pounding heart. Lucael brushed the hair back that had fallen onto my face. “Angel, you could never be a disappointment. You are my fated mate…” His lips found mine gently.

The instant his lips touched mine, my body surrendered. Slivers of trembling shock rippled through my body as the touch of a mate took effect. The electric shock—like sensation only shared by fated mates was like nothing else I had ever experienced and with every touch of Lucael’s hand upon me, I craved more. I reached for his hair, gripping my hands within the thick, dark hair there, pulling him closer as his tongue parted my lips to gain access to my mouth.

His tongue teased as it flicked gently against my own, as Lucael released a deep growl against my mouth. “Mine.” He murmured. “I want to make you mine.”

He sounded incredibly breathless, just as my own breathing was rapid. I was filled with nerves and anticipation. I knew how matebonds worked. When meeting your fated mate, a matebond was expected to be completed quickly. And now I know why. The craving for him was overwhelming. My wolf was pacing excitedly. She wanted this to happen too…

I slid off Lucael’s lap, gently pushing backward onto my bed, his face looking more than a little surprised at my forwardness when, only moments earlier, he had been taking control. He lay there, his beautiful blue eyes taking me in, while I crawled onto the bed next to him. Slowly slipping the towel away from my body as I did so, placing my body on full display for the man in front of me. His brows raised, as he bit his lip while watching me, he swallowed heavily.

“Well come and make me yours.” I murmured, despite my serious nerves, running my finger along Lucael’s arm. Another growl slipped from him.

He angled his body to lay upon his side, his head rested upon his hand, while his elbow sat within the pillows. “You know what this means?” He asked, his voice hoarse, as his eyes drifted slowly but meaningfully down my body.

I smiled. “I may be young and inexperienced, Lucael, but I am not naïve.” I said, a hint of a smile toying at my lips. “And things I do not know, I am sure you can show me.”

A heavier growl slipped from my mate's lips now, as I giggled nervously, before edging a little closer to him. “You like that idea, huh?” I whispered.

Moving for his belt buckle, I could already see, just as I thought I had felt, he was straining hard against the fabric of his pants. “You in a hurry?” He questioned.

I nodded. “I want your mark.” I begged. “And then we have all night…”

Lucael released a low, throaty chuckle before he helped in removing his trousers, and then his underwear, freeing his hardened shaft from the restraints of its fabric prison. I swallowed heavily at the sight. This man was big.

Without barely a touch between us, we were naked upon my bed, and my heart felt like it could stop beating from racing so much. I glanced nervously at my mate, as his hand ran gently along the curves of my waist and my hips. “You are perfect, you know that?” He whispered, bringing his lips to mine, before edging his fingers solely along my thigh.

My body felt like it was on fire, as a burning need for the man by my side flamed inside of me. I found his lips, time after time, teasing with his tongue, before his finger slid a little lower, and my legs parted, allowing Lucael to find the wetness his mere presence was creating at my core. His touch made me tremble, but this time not with nerves, but with need. Craving. Lust. I had never had a man touch me this way, and this was my fated mate. The one chosen for me. With every flick of his finger, as he slid them through my folds, teasing me inside and out, I gasped, moaning his name, eliciting growl after deep growl from the man I was soon to call my mate.

Lucael teased a little harder. A little faster. Creating more friction as my breathing became more rapid. Biting down upon his lower lip, I groaned against him, my hips bucking against his touch. I had never felt this way before, and as he positioned himself between my legs, his piercing blue eyes looked down at me with nothing but care and tenderness. “Are you sure?”

I nodded. Pulling him to me in desperation for more of what he had paused. Lucael released a low chuckle, before teasing at my entrance with the tip of his hardened shaft. Teasing the way he had quickly learned that I liked, before slowly with every thrust of his hips edging his way deeper inside of me. Pain rippled through my body as I was stretched in a way I never had been before, yet pleasure shortly followed as Lucael moved carefully, following every move with a kiss or a touch that sent me teetering closer to the edge. He thrust harder. Gripping my hips, as he moaned out in the most animalistic way before he lowered himself to me, his lips finding mine, as he thrust once, sending my vision blurred as my body shuddered against him. He thrust again, before his own body responded, and he gripped me harder, sinking his canine teeth deep into my neck.

A searing pain rushed through me, as I felt our bond begin to snap into place. I shivered in pleasure, my core tightening once more as I felt Lucael run his tongue deliciously slowly along the mate mark he had just created for me upon my neck, cleaning up the blood he had left behind. He pulled away slightly. “Mate.” He whispered huskily.

Without warning, I pulled him back, sinking my teeth deep into his neck, the coppery taste of blood filling my mouth, as I too, left my mark upon him. The completed matebond snapped into place, and there was almost a buzzing within my ears at the sheer adrenaline rush of the moment as I ran my tongue over the fresh mate mark I had just created.

I looked down at my new mate. The initial connection I had felt earlier was suddenly so much stronger. He smiled wryly up at me. “Well…” He began.

“Was I not meant to mark you back?” I whispered, suddenly realizing he had not offered me his neck.

“Did I stop you?” He questioned. “And I think I liked it…” His eyes drifted over his body, causing my eyes to wander across the toned, muscular form that was my mate. He had the body of a god, there was no denying that. Just as an Alpha was expected to. But, I think when he said he liked it he meant I had turned him on. He was turned on to the point he was ready for more. A smile spread onto my lips, before I turned back to him.

His blue eyes met mine with a hint of mischief, his brow raised suggestively. “You said we had all night, right?” He asked. “And I have a lot of things I want to do to you…”