Purple Crescent Moon

Chapter 8. Mark Me!

Rey POV

I leave the pack clinic from my meeting with Dr. John with confusion and anger. His wife, Sarah, was able to pull the parasite from my Aura after hours and hours of her examining me and trying to find what was the best way to remove it. Her small hands had hovered over my chest as they glowed with power; it was painful but quick. When Sarah got it out, her luminous blue hands encased a black cloudy spot keeping it from latching onto her. Dr. John had a box ready to place it in for us to try to track where it came from instead of destroying it. Dr. John closed the box as soon as Sarah hovered the parasite in it. She then placed her hands over the lid, and her hands glowed a brighter blue as she magically sealed it. I glanced at my watch and realized I had been here for over 6 hours.

As I step into the castle-like pack house, I see a quad of pups chasing each other between furniture in a game of tag. They stop when I step in and bow their heads to acknowledge their Alpha. A young she-wolf, most likely one of the pup's mothers, rushes in to herd them into the kitchen. The young mother mumbles out "Alpha." with a bowed head before running to the kitchen after the pups.

The pack house has four levels. The first level is for entertaining with an immense gala hall, an enormous game room, the kitchens, and a few guest offices for visiting Alphas or Betas. The second floor has 30 rooms for the pack members that need to stay close to other wolves, such as our single mothers, young unmated women, orphans, etc. The 3rd floor is dedicated to Guest rooms for important visitors, the Gamma and Beta Families, and their parents. Galen lives on the fourth floor with his mother in a separate room. Galen remains unmated, but when he finds his true Mate or chooses a mate, they will live with him there. That floor also has a small kitchen with access to balconies. The top floor is for me, my Luna, rooms for my parents they don't occupy since they were murdered years before, an office, and a spacious conference room for larger pack meetings. The rest of our pack lives in small houses on pack land; this allows them to still be under the pack's safety and obtain the pack's energy. Most warriors stay on their own in their homes closest to the pack house if we need them for emergencies.

There is also a medical clinic for wolves to go to if they get sick or injured; we have an enormous training gym behind the pack house for warriors and warriors in training. We use a massive gated swimming pool outside year-round since Florida is typically always warm.

I run up the spiraling marble staircase to the fourth floor and find myself outside the Luna's doors. My chest is heavy with anxiety as I bring my fist up to knock; before I can, the door opens to Sasha looking beautiful in an all-black strapless maxi dress; it hugs her petite curves in all the right places. She peeks up at me with red-rimmed eyes as if she's been crying for hours. We just stare at each other for a few moments, searching for an understanding. Our worlds have been turned upside down in 48 hours; everything we've known feels foreign now, almost like we're strangers.

I clear my throat and run a hand through my messy hair. "Can I come in?" I ask

She simply nods and moves to the side, allowing me in. I take in her room which she had decorated last month when she moved in. The purple ambiance is based on her favorite color; she said it's the color of royalty. Her large bed is in the center of the room, covered in a vast deep violet blanket. Her stark white dressers have a collection of expensive perfumes and jewelry on display in gold and mirrored casings. She has a lilac-colored chaise lounge to the room's right, substantial enough to fit five wolves. Attached to her room is a grand bathroom decorated in mauve and plum. Her enormous bay window has white curtains drawn back, allowing the dimming afternoon sunlight to brighten the room. I walk in cautiously and turn around to see she has closed the door and has her arms crossed over her small breast with her chin high, looking me right in the eye.

"What did Dr. John say? Can you accept the rejection?" She gets right to the point.

I turned from her and became interested in the perfume collection; the Tom Ford Bitter Peach smells wonderful with her natural scent. I pick up the bottle and turn to her.

"This is my favorite one," Showing her the orange and gold bottle.

Sasha looks at the bottle, then snaps her eyes back to me with a face of annoyance.

"Rey, what did Dr. John Say!?" She snaps

I place the bottle back down and walk over to her chaise; I sit down and put my hands on my head, trying to gather my thoughts. Sasha continues to stand, waiting for me to reply.

I finally answer her, "Dr. John said that Jax would be okay; he just needs time. He said that I could reject Queen Anya."

Sasha's shoulder sags with relief; she then comes to me and sits next to me. She looks at me and whispers, "Will you do it then? Will you keep your promise to me?"

I look away from her… "That's the least of our problems, Sasha. Someone has been poisoning my Alpha aura, leeching off its power. I don't know if it's to weaken me or strengthen them, but it's been causing me not to be at my full power."

Sasha jumps up angrily. "Who would dare do that to an alpha, much less the most powerful alpha in the world!" Her eyes have turned a deep blue, almost burning like black fire. Her Aura pushes out ferociously. Her power isn't at an alpha level, but it still causes a chill to run down my body. The chill causes me to push my Aura out in reflex, causing hers to recede as hastily as it came out. She bares her neck quickly, showing me she didn't mean to challenge my Aura. Of course, I know her anger is in defense of me, but we are supernatural animals, and any display of power in front of an Alpha can come off as a challenge. It is first nature to check all those that attempt to threaten it.

I bring in my Aura and pull her into a hug, pressing my nose to the crook of her neck, inhaling to try to calm myself down. She brings her small hands up to caress my large back, which brings me a different type of chill.

"I'm sorry, my love, I didn't mean to challenge you. I am just scared and confused. We need to protect each other better." she hums into my ear, forcing my tension to ease.

Sasha starts to rub her hands up and down my back, kneading the back of my neck, causing me to relax further into her arms. Then she turns her head to my neck to kiss my pulsating vein; she kisses the spot she was supposed to mark just 48 hours ago. The soft wet kiss causes my manhood to tingle and starts to grow. She pulls back from my neck to search my eyes and then leans in to press her pouty lips to mine. The kiss is soft and reminds me of our good times. I squeeze her tighter, placing my hands around her tiny waist. I press her breast into my chest and inhale her essence through the kiss that continues to grow with passion. I push my tongue through her tiny mouth and wrestle with hers in a passionate fight. I bring her close as I sit back down on the chaise so she can straddle me. She expertly pulls her long maxi over her thighs to straddle me properly. Her small thighs constrict around mine as she leans her head down to continue kissing me. She starts to grind, provoking the room to fill with the scent of her arousal. The scent causes my eyes to darken, and my animalistic need to dominate her grows stronger.

I bring my hands up the side of her thighs, pushing the material up higher to find she isn't wearing panties. I grab her ass tightly, causing her to break from the kiss to moan out into the room. She turns her head to expose her thin neck to me; a throbbing vein shines from her neck, begging me to play with it. I latch my mouth to her neck and suck on it. She grinds on me, but now she's going faster, vigorously rubbing herself on my jeans. I pull the top of her sleeveless maxi down to expose her soft breast and hard pink n*****s. I bring my head down to put my mouth on one, twirling my tongue around the hard bud. I suck hard, trying to pull nonexistent nectar from it. She moans out in pleasure while holding my head tightly to her. Her panting breaths and moans cause my p***s to become impossibly hard, begging me to break out of the clothed prison. She pushes my head back and gazes at me with her now black orbs glowing at me. Her canines are extended from the pleasure of our exchange, causing my claws to come out.

I lightly drag my claws up her ass. One arm circled around her back, keeping her close to me and the other holding her ass. Her arousal is now a damn near unbearable scent, calling me to r****h her. She starts to unbuckle my belt while looking me right in the eye. She pulls my massive member from my pants with a loud plop. Her eyes cast down on me as she licks her lips excitedly. She circles her hand around my member, even though she can't fully connect her fingers since I'm so thick. She moves her hand up and down expertly, using the pre c*m from the tip for a better motion. We are panting and wrestling with our tongues as she works my member skillfully. She knows exactly what to do to make me squirm, twisting her hand up and down in a slow rhythm. She stops kissing me, leans closer, causing her breast to tickle my chest, and tilts her head to the side, showing her neck to me again.

"Mark me, my love."

The words were like someone took a massive bucket of cold water and dumped it all over me, extinguishing the burning fire in me immediately. My member starts to go flaccid in her hand. She stiffens at the feeling and glares at me with rage.

"Rey! MARK ME!." She yells with her canines glistening at me. Her Aura pushes at me like a slap to the face.

For the first time in two days, Jax burst through our connection, screaming, "No!". He takes over my body in a vicious fury. Jax pushes her aggressively off, where she awkwardly lands on the floor. With a boiling rage, he stands over her with a heaving chest and extended black claws. He sucks in a massive breath and growls loudly at her, curling his lips and displaying his dangerously long canines to her. The force of his growl causes her hair to blow out of her face, and she squeezes her eyes shut. Jax is enraged beyond measure; luckily, as a wolf controlling a human's body, he is limited on how much damage he can do unless he shifts. He gets down on the ground on top of Sasha's half-naked body and moves so close to her face that I can smell the stench of fear sullying her natural scent. He growls again, pushing a sinful amount of power at her. The wave of energy causes her to tremble and extend her neck in submission.

Between whimpers, she pleads, "Jax, please give Rey back control."

Jax roars again over her, causing saliva to drip from his extended canines onto her face. She's smart enough not to wipe it away; any movement besides submission could get her killed. Sasha has her eyes shut tightly while whining high.

"Never, NEVER ask to be marked by us again! I will never allow it." Jax snarls out in a deeply contorted version of my voice.

Sasha nods her head while tears stream down her face.

"SPEAK HUMAN!"- Jax thunders.

"Yes, Alpha," she yells out in a squeaky voice.

Jax snarls at her again, flexing his power, forcing Sasha to lay completely flat and rigid with fear. Jax looks at her body in disgust and stands up. He puts his flaccid member back into his pants and zips up while staring at her with black glowing eyes.

"Good, let this be a reminder, human, you may be his chosen, but you are not mine. Try that s**t again, and I will rip your heart out." He then recedes back into the safety of my mind.

I rush to Sasha to comfort her when I come back into consciousness, but she scurries back from me in fear, covering her naked breast with her arms...

"Sasha, I couldn't control him; I'm still weak from them removing the parasite. I'm so sorry," I whisper with my head in guilt.

Sasha sits up gingerly, pulling her dress back up to cover her breast. Her face is beet red from fear and embarrassment.

"It's okay; I shouldn't have tried to push you so fast. I thought Jax loved Sola and me," Sasha sobs in a tiny sad voice. Sola is her wolf; she also has always cared for Jax and me.

"Jax is a wolf; nothing matters to him now that we have found our true mate,"

She gazes at me with red puffy eyes, sniffing back a sob. Sasha whimpers, "And what of you, Rey, do I also no longer matter to you because you found her?"

"Sasha, you will always be a part of my life; I love you, and nothing can change that," I say while helping her up and hugging her. Jax paces in my mind growling at me for touching her again.

"I think I should have some time alone, Rey. This is too much for me right now…Please"

I nod and kiss her forehead, and turn to leave. I stop at her small, timid voice.

"Rey? Would he really kill me?"

Jax roars thunderously, "Tell her YES."

I give her a small smile, "No, Sasha, he would never do that.."

She regards me blankly like she knows I'm lying, then walks to her bathroom, closing the door gently.