Chosen By The Moon



"I think if there's honestly someone who can take him down, then it's either Lewis or Queen Dylan. With those two fighting at the helm, I genuinely think we have a decent shot." Maybe he was right. I may not like her, but Dylan had without a doubt been gifted with her speech. Everything out of her mouth always made so much sense, and when it didn't, she often found a way to rephrase it so everyone would understand her views.

"Would you ever hurt me?" My mind was working over time as I sat in the arms of the man I truly had found love with. I felt his muscles tense around my body, but after one large breath, he gave his heartfelt answer, and I knew he meant every word.

"Vee, my darling... I love you more than life itself. I don't know why some people harm their mates because I would go to the ends of the earth to make sure that you are safe." That was The exact answer I wanted and needed to hear.

I pushed myself off of the man who held me so effortlessly and looked into his bright, sincere eyes.

"Then... mark me!" I watched those enticing globes widen in shock at my order. I wanted his mark; I wanted everyone to know that we were together. This battle was just around the corner, and I'd be damned if I was to die without telling Oliver exactly how I feel. "I want you to mark me, and I want to be fully and completely mated to you. So... I give you permission to mark me. Please?"

His eyebrows scrunched up in contemplation. However, he looked nothing but relieved as he gently wrapped his hand around my neck and moved my head slightly, exposing the area where my neck meets my shoulder; I felt a strong shudder of anticipation shoot through me like lightening, as his mouth neared my flesh.

He placed a small, teasing, and very gentle kiss on my skin and inhaled deeply, obviously taking in my scent as he did so.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" He asked however, his voice was strained, and when I looked up at him, his canines were out and his eyes held their wolfy glow. I

swallowed thickly, feeling slighThis is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

nervous about what I was about to let bappen. I didn't answer him with words; I had already given my consent, and so instead, my head nodded, and I allowed my neck to be

exposed again.

I frowned when a few kisses met me before the sensation of his teeth piercing my flesh met me; my eyes widened; however, the extremely shot burst of pain was quickly substituted for nothing but pleasure.

My pussy began to throb as it gushed with readiness, and a loud moan escaped my parted lips. My entire body tingled with readiness as Oliver remained latched onto me for a few minutes. Once he had finally let go, his eyes were closed, his muscles seemed to flop, and a contented sigh left him as his eyes fluttered half open, taking in my now lustful gaze.

"Goddess, I love you." He whispered, gently resting his forehead on mine, while Holding his body up right using my own as his prop. It was as if all the energy within him had been drained entirely.

"I love you too."I placed a kiss against his parted lips and watched as he became jolted back to reality. His body quickly overpowered mine, and he lay me on my back, leaning over me to give me an onslaught of kisses.

"I'm going to complete our bond until you pass out from pleasure."