Freya
The mont Silvano’s apartnt door closed behind us. My back hit the wall as his mouth claid mine, demanding and possessive in a way that made Artemis howl with approval inside .
"I’ve been wanting to do this all night," Silvano growled against my lips, his hands already working at the buttons of my blouse. "Seeing that worthless man put his hands on you..." His eyes flashed dangerous gold. "It took everything I had not to tear him apart."
Unlike Jasper, who always maintained careful control, Silvano made no attempt to hide his desire. There was sothing incredibly freeing about being wanted so openly, so fiercely, after years of being a shaful secret.
"You don’t have to hold back with ," I whispered, boldly reaching for his belt.
Silvano’s response was imdiate. He lifted effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried toward the bedroom. "I intend to make you forget every man who ca before ," he promised, his voice rough with need. "Especially Kane."
We barely made it to the bed, leaving a trail of discarded clothing in our wake. Silvano’s powerful body covered mine, his muscles tensing under my exploring hands. Every inch of him radiated dominance and raw strength, yet there was sothing in his touch—a reverence, a tenderness—that caught by surprise.
"You’re exquisite," he murmured, his lips tracing a burning path down my throat. "Every part of you."
Unlike the hurried, almost businesslike encounters with Jasper, Silvano took his ti, mapping my body with the dedicated attention of a man morizing territory he intended to claim permanently. His hands and mouth seed to discover sensitive places I hadn’t known existed, drawing responses from I’d never experienced before.
When his fingers slid between my thighs, finding already desperate for him, the approving rumble in his chest made Artemis whine with anticipation.
"So responsive," he praised, circling the most sensitive part of with maddening precision. "Tell what you want, Freya."
Words failed as pleasure built under his skilled touch. I could only arch against him, my nails digging into his shoulders.
"Use your words," Silvano commanded, the Alpha in his voice impossible to ignore. "I want to hear you say it."
"You," I gasped, abandoning pride. "I want you, Silvano. Please."
His smile was pure predator. "As you wish."
When he finally pushed inside , the sensation was overwhelming—a perfect fullness that had crying out his na. Silvano stilled, giving ti to adjust, his forehead pressed against mine as our ragged breaths mingled.
"Look at ," he demanded softly.
I opened my eyes to find his intense gaze locked on mine, sothing profound and unspoken passing between us. Then he began to move.
His pace carried the unmistakable possessiveness of an Alpha, powerful and commanding, yet there was an unexpected patience in the way he watched my reactions, adjusting to draw out my pleasure. Every roll of his hips was punctuated with words of praise that made flush with desire.
"Perfect," he groaned. "So perfect for ."
I lost myself in the building wave of sensation, dimly aware that I was moaning his na like a prayer, sothing I’d never allowed myself with Jasper. Our bodies moved together with an instinctive synchronicity that felt almost like fate—as though we’d been designed for each other.
Silvano’s lips found my ear, his voice a husky whisper. "You’ll eventually be mine completely," he promised, the words sending shivers down my spine. "Not just on paper. Not just in my bed." His hips drove deeper, emphasizing each word. "Your heart. Your soul. Your wolf. All mine."
Inside , Artemis responded with a soft, submissive whine—not the reluctant acquiescence she’d shown with Jasper, but an eager recognition. My wolf, who had always maintained a wary distance with others, was embracing Silvano’s claim without hesitation.
The realization struck even as pleasure began to spiral through my body—what was happening between us went far beyond our arranged marriage contract. This wasn’t rely convenient or strategic anymore. The feelings building in my chest were dangerous, powerful things that threatened the careful walls I’d constructed after years of loving Jasper.
As if sensing my thoughts, Silvano’s movents beca more intense, driving higher until coherent thought was impossible. His hands gripped my hips, angling perfectly as he whispered encouragents that were half-human, half-wolf.
"Let go for ," he commanded. "I’ve got you. Let go."
My release hit with stunning force, waves of pleasure crashing through as I cried out his na. Silvano followed monts later, his powerful body shuddering against mine as he growled possessively against my throat.
In the aftermath, as our breathing slowed and our bodies cooled, Silvano didn’t pull away as Jasper always had. Instead, he gathered close, my head resting on his chest where I could hear the strong, steady beat of his heart. His fingers traced idle patterns on my bare skin, sending pleasant aftershocks through my sensitized nerves.
"Stay with tonight," he murmured, pressing a kiss to my temple.
"What about Stone Lake? I should be back before—"
"Before Kane notices you’re gone?" Silvano’s voice hardened slightly. "Let him wonder. Let him realize what he’s lost."
I sighed, torn between practicality and the undeniable comfort of Silvano’s arms. "It’s not that simple. Until the transition is complete, I have responsibilities. Commitnts."
Silvano shifted, propping himself on one elbow to look down at . His expression was serious, searching. "You’re still loyal to him, even after everything."
"Not to him," I corrected, eting his gaze. "To the pack. To the people who depend on ."
Sothing softened in his eyes. "Your sense of duty is one of the many things I admire about you." He captured my hand, pressing a kiss to my palm. "But rember, your loyalty to Stone Lake ends in four weeks. Then you belong with Crescent Moon." His voice dropped to a possessive rumble. "With ."
Artemis stirred at his words, responding with unmistakable approval. My wolf, who had been my truest companion through years of heartache, seed to be telling sothing important—sothing I wasn’t quite ready to acknowledge.
"One night," I conceded, settling back against him. "I’ll stay tonight."
Silvano’s arms tightened around , and I felt the tension leave his body.
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