Chapter 15 64 Elowen POV I pulled my dress back over my still damp skin , adrenaline still thrumming in my veins from the bond claiming . My legs were shaky , lips swollen , heart thundering in my chest . Daxon , smug bastard that he was , had that cocky alpha smirk on his face as he pulled on his jeans and ran a hand through his messy , wet hair . I glanced down at the glowing silver mark over my heart ... the intricate swirl of moonlight and shadow that had burned into my skin when we sealed the bond . His was almost identical , except sharper and edged with flames . We stood in the mirror together in the bathroom of the guest wing , steam still curling from the rushed blow dry Taya helped with . My hair was twisted into loose curls again , silver and blue tipped strands glinting under the lights . My makeup was redone just enough to hide the wild , post mate sex flush from my cheeks . Not that it would matter . " You sure about this ? " I asked , watching Daxon in the mirror . He buttoned up his shirt but left the top three undone , his glowing tattoo on full display . He didn't hesitate . " Fuck yes . I'm not hiding what's mine . " My heart stuttered . Lyssira purred with satisfaction in my head , smug and smugger . Hand in hand , we walked down the hallway toward the great hall where the rest of the pack was still dancing and drinking . The moment we stepped through the double doors , silence dropped like a goddamn thunderclap . Music cut off mid beat . Heads turned . Mouths dropped . And then , the Alpha King saw us . Alpha Draven's eyes immediately locked on the glowing mate marks on our chests . He surged forward with his Luna beside him , both of them wide eyed . " Elowen , ' Luna Aelira whispered , reaching for my hand , tears glistening . " You're his ... " ' Mate , " Daxon said proudly , " We accepted the bond . " Alpha Draven let out a loud , booming laugh , pulling us both into a hug . The pack erupted into murmurs . Joy . Confusion . Shock . And then ... 1/5 11:56 Mon , Sep 22 Chapter 15 " WHAT ?! " Vaela's shriek cracked through the air . : 64 Everyone turned . The spoiled princess stood there , face twisted in rage , her sister Soria clutching her elbow . Vaela's perfectly done curls trembled as she stormed forward , finger pointed at me . " This is bullshit ! She's nothing ! She's not even a real .. " " Enough ! " Alpha Draven's voice cut through the noise like a blade . He turned to his daughter , and the shift in his expression made her flinch . " You will not speak against your prince's mate . If I hear one more word of disrespect toward Elowen , I will strip you of your title and place you with the omegas until you learn what the fuck humility is . " Vaela's mouth flapped open and shut like a dying fish . I smirked . Daxon wrapped his arm around my waist , pulling me against his side . I leaned in , unable to help the growl of satisfaction in my throat . For the first time in years ... I felt seen . And I wasn't going to fucking hide anymore . Daxon POV I don't dance . I fight . I train . I lead . I don't fucking dance . But Elowen ? She's gliding across the floor like the moon is tied to her goddamn soul , and I can't take my eyes off her . Every male in the room is looking at her . Every single one . And that dress ? That shimmery silver curve hugging thing with the slit high enough to make my damn mouth dry ? Nope . Not happening . I pressed my palm to the small of her back , just above her ass , and let loose a growl loud enough for everyone in the room . " Mine . Every male close by rushes away in a hurry . 2/5 11:56 Mon , Sep 22 Chapter 15 : 64 She laughs , soft and teasing , but her scent flares with arousal . Lyssira answers back in my head , a rumble of pure satisfaction . We dance . We talk . We drink . But I never leave her side . Not once . Jace tries to cut in . I bare my teeth . He backs the fuck off . Elowen thinks it's funny . She leans in , whispering something about how she could handle herself . Maybe she could . But that doesn't mean I'm letting my mate be sniffed at by anyone who still has a damn pulse . The night is a blur of moonlight , laughter , and the electric tether between us pulling tighter and tighter . She opens up slowly . Tells me about her dad , about Caelan . Her voice wavers when she talks about his death , and I fight the urge to track down every last human hunter responsible . She tells me of her fae mother . That she'll be hunted . The address and witch in Scotland she has to go see . I immediately decide I'm with her till the end . Then she hits me with it . " There's more , " she says . " My father's letter said I'll have ... mates . Plural . " My jaw tightens . Talon growls once , but it isn't angry . It's ... accepting . " She's the Moon Goddess's chosen , " he says in my mind . " She was never going to be ours alone . " It takes me a full minute to speak . 'I don't like it , " I admit . " But I'm not walking away . Not ever . " Elowen's eyes shine like a sky full of stars , and fuck me if I don't fall even harder . She cups my cheek and whispers , " Good . Because I wasn't going to let you . " We dance until our feet ache . We talk until we forget there's a world out there hunting her . And for one night , she's just mine . 3/5 11:56 Mon , Sep 22 Chapter 15 Elowen POV : I was still floating when we left the hall . My body ached in the best way , my soul was buzzing with magic , and Lyssira was curled up like a smug cat in my head purring " mine mine mine " on repeat . 64 Daxon's hand never left my lower back as we headed up to his room . And once the door shut behind us , the quiet wrapped around us like a warm blanket . We stood there for a second , just staring at each other . His hair was messy from the wind , his eyes tired but soft . " Shower ? " he asked . I nodded . We peeled off our clothes in silence , not from awkwardness but from reverence . Every inch of him was carved in heat and strength . The bond glowed between us like silver fire . The water was hot . Steam clung to us as we stepped under the spray . He washed my hair like he was handling glass . I ran my fingers down his chest , lingering over his mate mark . No words . Just soft moans , quiet kisses , and whispered promises . Afterward , I stole one of his T - shirts and curled into his bed , still damp and glowing . He pulled me into his arms and held me like he'd never let go . His lips pressed to my temple , and I let myself breathe . " I love this shirt , " I mumbled . " It loves you more , " he replied . And with my head on his chest , heart to heart , I finally let the exhaustion take me . Wrapped in his scent , his warmth , his everything , I slept like I wasn't being hunted . Like I was home . 4/5 11:56 Mon , Sep 22 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. 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