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Danika POV
"Stop, my love." My voice echoed in the room, mirroring my moans as we lay tangled on the bed.
"What babe, don't you like it?"
Drake panted seductively as he nibbled at my neck. He wasn't helping matters as he was back kissing me passionately again, his lips playing tag with mine and his hands doing wicked things to my body.
If we continued on this path, we would end up making passionate love-not that I didn't want it myself anyway.
"Babe," I called out again, and this time, thank Goddess, he stopped, panting really hard.
"You know I want you. I've always wanted you," he asked.
"Don't you want me?"
"You know I do, babe."
"Then let's do it. Make love to me. It wouldn't change anything anyway," he tried to convince me.
A part of me wanted to scream yes, but another part of me knew this wasn't the right thing to do. I could see the desire to have me in his eyes, but I could also detect the hurt in his tone of voice, and it hurt me too.
With my eyes a little clearer from the hooded desire from earlier, I tried my best to make him see some reason.
"Babe, I know you love me," I started, "and I love you very much too. You promised to make me yours, remember? On my twentieth birthday, which is just two days away."
I paused to take a look at his reaction, and thank the Goddess he wasn't taking it the wrong way.
He sighed. "Babe, you know I can't stay a minute without you. I promise that immediately after your wolf awakens, I'll name you as my mate and future Luna of my pack."
He declared it with all seriousness, and my heart leaped for joy. If it was someone else, I would have doubted the credibility of this promise, but this was my Drake. My one and only lover and sweetheart.
"Thank you so much, my love." I thanked him with the wildest kiss.
"We won't have to be apart after then-never," I said, breaking the kiss, and stood up. After bidding him goodbye, I reluctantly set out to leave.
When I reached home, everyone was outside doing one thing or the other.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back," I called out, hoping against hope that my mom would say something this time.
But again, I was met with disappointment.
"Oh, my baby girl is back." My dad craned his neck a little, his eyes never leaving my face.
"How is Drake doing today?"
At the mention of his name, my face immediately heated up. My face turned into a cooked shrimp, my mind wandering back to a few hours ago about what almost happened between Drake and me.
In two days, I would become my favorite person's Luna. I couldn't wait to be claimed by the future Alpha of the acclaimed, respectable, and powerful Silver Tail Pack.
I was ecstatic. A dream come true for me.
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