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Her hands run up my arms moving to my shoulders as her body shifts closer to mine. This is the closest I’ve ever been to a woman outside of family. How is Calix so calm, like it’s the most normal thing in the world? I’m panicking and I’m not the one in control right now.

His hands wrap around her lower waist, pulling her closer to us. This close I can see something I’ve never seen before. Her glowing silver eyes have tiny flecks of black, like the craters of the moon wrapped in a black ring around her iris, and you have two mini moons staring at you. As if someone plucked them from the sky and duplicated them into her eyes.

“You’ve found me, now what are you going to do?” she practically purrs the words.

Does that mean her wolf knows who we are to them?

“I’ve got many things in mind, none of them appropriate for the current setting,” Calix says in a husky tone.Oh boy, maybe he isn’t as unaffected as I thought.

She humms, “Is that so?”, moving even closer to us. Her floral musk is all I can smell now, it’s so her. Like the ocean, I’m pulled into her.

Calix runs our hand up her spine and I sigh in relief. It’s as soft as I imagined it would be. I can feel her shiver, the pull of breath she tried to hide, and how she’s standing perfectly still. Her skin, smooth, soft, scented with wildflowers and moonlight…I could touch her for days and not get enough of it. For someone who's never touched a woman, I’m craving to worship at her altar.

“It is,” Calix says. Her braid sliding across the palm of our hand like melted chocolate. I wrap my hand around it, slow and reverent, like I’m claiming her before I’ve even marked her. Gently tugging the braid, she bares her pretty little neck to me. Both Calix and I struggle with the urge to bite her. How beautiful our claim would be right there along her flushed skin, clear for everyone to see.

“So easily you bare your pretty little neck to me. It’s almost like you want me to put my mark right there. Is that what you want?” My finger traces along the exact spot I would do it, as if I could right now.

We can sense the turmoil buzzing around her. I know it’s because of Selene, but the wolves are fighting to stay in control, especially hers.

“It won’t ever be that easy for you,” she says as she shoves out of our arms.There she is.

We smirk as we watch the beast battle the human for control. She doesn’t know it yet, but we know what she is feeling. We also know which one is going to win. We see it the second she wins too.

Her wolf moves towards us and back into our arms. We can’t help but chuckle knowing exactly who won.

“Seems someone is still part of the party? Are they being a naughty wolf and sticking around?” we whisper into her ear. Her body shivers as my words wash over her.

“Don’t worry about her. It’s our time right now. Dance with me.” Trying to take control of the situation, she pulls my arm back around her waist.

Alright, Little Leni, I’ll bite.With my free hand I reach into my pocket for the piece I’ll be leaving with her. Her next clue, if you must. Let’s see if she figures this one out. The glass is cold against my fingers despite the fire blazing beside us and between us.

I need to distract her while I slip this into the pocket of her dress. She is almost lost in the sea of the magic, but not quite enough yet. Shifting my hand around her waist, I travel over the globe of her ass to the back of her thigh and wait. If she is right on the edge of the magic, this will push her over. She has to submit fully to the magic. Waiting for her to make a move, I send a whisper to the Goddess that she gives in.

Like a prayer answered, she hikes her leg up, and I know I’ve won. She’s mine for the night, exactly how I hoped. My hand travels down her thick thigh, loving the feel of her body beneath my hand. The skirt of her dress being the only thing between me and the silken skin. When my hand hooks behind her knee, I yank her flush against us.

Oh fuck, this wasn’t a good idea. I can feel every soft inch of her fitting perfectly against me. Like two pieces of the puzzle finally clicking together, we sigh in relief. How badly I wish we could go back to my cabin, explore each other, and learn what we both like. Using the distraction, we slip the item into her pocket. Watching her face for any reaction to what we did, seeing nothing, we move back to rocking our hips to the beat.

We spend hours dancing to the beat of the music, swinging around the fire, with the magic pouring into our souls. For the first time in years, we feel settled in a way that not even math has given me.

Leaning close to her ear, while she’s lost to the music, I lift the mask, giving myself one small feel of her face against mine. With a deep inhale of her unfiltered scent, my canines drop, ready to sink into her skin, finally claiming her.

When we see the first rays of light peeking over the horizon behind her, it’s time to go. As much as we love the feeling of her against my body, we aren’t quite ready for the questions. We might know that she is our mate, but she won’t. At least not until her birthday July 17th. 27 more days.Fuck.

Shaking my head to clear those thoughts, I whisper, “I’ve got to go.” Slipping our mask back in place, we step back from her. Our chest aching, pushing us to go back into her arms.

Her eyes blink rapidly as she comes slowly out of the magic. Our words finally sink in.

“What,” she says breathlessly.

“I’m glad we had this night,” we say as we move further away from her. Our body is fighting us with each step. Like our soul being ripped in half as we push ourselves to keep moving back.

We barely hear her say, “Where are…” before she is swallowed by the crowd, exactly as we hoped.

Moving quickly, even through the heartache and pain, we do everything we can to make it to the wooded area without her seeing us.

The light of dawn is washing over the area, and like how the light chases away the dark, I’m chasing after the feelings of the night. Staying within the shadows, praying to the Goddess for more time with her.

Like a whisper in the wind, I almost hear someone say,“Not much longer young one.”