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Nothingin the clan rules said that a lowborn couldn’t be mated to one of us, it was just frowned upon, especially for a first alpha. But there was no rule againstit.

What wasI willing to sacrifice for Mason? Was I willing to lose everything? Mydestiny?

For nearly myentire life I’d believed my destiny was to lead the clan. It was what I’d been raised to believe.But…

Mason moanedand thrust his fingers through my hair as I took him deep into my throat. I wrapped my fingers around the base of his shaft, gripping his thickness tightly as I massaged his balls with my other hand. When I pulled off of him, a thick line of saliva dripped from my tongue to the glistening tip of his cock. I gasped to catch my breath, and then dove backin.

But what ifI had a differentdestiny?

Istill rememberedwhat the Teller had told me, over twenty years ago. He told me I would become a loyal wolf, who would rise when the occasion called for protecting what I held most dear. I’d always believed he was talking about leading the Crescent Moon Clan. But maybe that wasn’t it at all. Maybe that wasn’t mydestiny?

What if my destiny was…

“Fuck me, Christophe,”Mason said, his voice low. “I want you to fuck me, rightnow.”

He pulledhis knees back to his shoulders, opening his legs up to me. I grabbed a pillow and pushed it underneath his ass, then ducked down, grabbed his cock, and ran my tongue all the way from his entrance, up his balls and to the tip. I stripped off my trousers and brought my erection up to his waiting hole, and slowly pushedinside.

Icouldn’t stopmyself from moaning as Mason’s tight warmth enveloped me. He threw his arms around my neck as I began to rock my hips, thrusting deep intohim.

“Ah, fuck, Christophe,”he groaned into my ear. “Don’tstop.”

His voice mademe even harder, and I fucked him deeper, pushing his legs back by his ankles as far as they would go. He was so tight, it felt like he was holding onto me, begging me not to pull out ofhim.

Iwas fightingto hold on, but I knew I couldn’t for long. It was like were perfectly made for each other, and every movement of my hips, every thrust and pull, was pure ecstasy. I kissed him, putting everything I felt for him into it as I drove all the way in to the hilt. I was coming to theedge.

“I’m going to come,”Isaid.

“Me too,”he cried. “Wait for me. Wait forme.”

Ibitmy lip and squeezed his thighs, doing everything I could to stop theclimax.

Mason grabbed at the furs,balling them up in his fists as he moaned. “Oh,fuck!”

His cock flexed,and I felt him tighten around me. I was powerless. The orgasm struck me and wouldn’t let go. I slammed in as deep as I could, pouring myself into him as his cock throbbed out thick lines of his finish up across mychest.

Ipulled out of him,my head spinning with stars. I collapsed next to Mason, and he wrapped me up in his arms. “One more thing,” he murmured, and licked his own come from mychest.

We curledup together in the bundle of furs and blankets, the warmth from the heater radiating overus.

“Perfect,”Mason whispered, his face pressed into my neck. “So fuckingperfect.”

Ikissedhis head and hugged himclose.

What if…

My destiny is…

To be with him?

* * *

Ipaced nervouslyaround the smoking room. My palms were sweating. It was unlike me to lose my composition so easily, but this wasn’t any ordinary meeting. Maybe I should’ve picked a different place to ask Mother and Father to talk. I hadn’t felt this way since I was a child, but all the portraits of my ancestors were starting to feel like they were judging me, like they were all glaring down in disapproval. If Father approved, that was all that mattered. His word was the clan word. But getting his approval was the difficultpart.

What areyou willing tosacrifice?

Itook a deep breath,and found myself going for the tumbler of brandy on the liquor table. I stopped myself. I didn’t need it. I straightened as I heard the door open behind me, but when I turned around it wasn’t who I’dexpected.

“Oh, hey, Christophe,”Arthur said as he walked into theroom.