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Scarlett

I take a deep breath as I look into the cerulean eyes of the man I love.

“Ready as I can ever be.” I am finally going to be complete. In every way, bound to Elijah as his Luna and to this pack from now till the end.

He smiles, a smile that is only reserved for me, and I feel a giddy mess.

“Good… Then do you, , vow to treat the Blood Moon Pack as your home and family? To stand by my side as my Luna as well as Co-Alpha? To rule and protect this pack at my side?” he asks, taking everyone by surprise at his change of the traditional vow. I smile softly.

“I do,” I vow. Elijah slices his own hand before taking mine and gently slicing it. We shake hands, our blood mingling, and I am surprised to feel a shift in power, making Elijah smirk.

“That power…”

“You are, after all, an alpha,” he murmurs. The pack-link is back, and I can feel the connection between all my members, the threads that connect us all. So, this is what it feels like to be complete. My heart is racing as I gaze up at Elijah and he leans down, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. My heart hammers, fighting the urge to touch my stomach, reminded of the news that I had discovered.

Yes, I’m pregnant. I ended up telling my friends, but that was because Angela wanted to see the stick and promised not to tell. I feel a little self-conscious that the dress is a little tighter around the stomach than it was two weeks ago. I’m growing, that’s for sure, but at least it still fits.

“I give you, your new Alpha and Luna!” Dad exclaims, spreading his arm towards us.

“You mean Alphas!” Aaron shouts, making everyone laugh and cheer.

“Yes, Alphas!” Dad corrects, smiling slightly as Elijah and I hug. He rocks me slightly and I inhale deeply, wanting nothing more than to always remain in his arms. He is my life…

“Welcome back, Red. We missed you,” Elijah murmurs in my ear, making me smile.

I gaze up at him and he caresses my face. Goddess, he’s perfection. He kisses me before stepping back and turning towards the pack.

“I would like to appoint Aaron Nicholson as my Beta and Michael Bradley Thomas as my Delta.” The pack cheers as Aaron makes his way onto the stage and Michael looks shocked, not expecting it. But it is something Elijah and I discussed and felt it was the right thing to do. It’s a bittersweet moment as they’re both sworn in, a reminder that Elijah had wanted Liam by his side.

I smile softly at his memory before cheering with everyone for their new Beta and Delta.

“Now, I know we all want to party and eat the delicious food being prepped, but there’s one more thing I want to do before we get to that,” Elijah says, now turning and looking at me. He lets go of my waist. Stepping back, I raise an eyebrow questioningly. There wasn’t anything else we needed to do, right?

He looks at me, and it surprises me that his heart is racing.

“I fell in love with you before I even knew you were meant to be mine. I was ready to claim you and keep you forever, even if destiny had other plans,” he says, his voice loud and clear in the now silent gathering.

To my surprise, he then goes down on one knee, making me gasp. “Scarlett, I love you more than life itself. You are the one that means the absolute world to me, and I want to declare that in every union possible, so will you do me the honour of marrying me?” he asks quietly, taking out a necklace with a diamond pendant at the end. My hand goes to my chest as everyone awes, watching Elijah’s proposal. My heart is pounding, feeling emotional as I nod, gazing into those cerulean eyes I love so much.

“Yes. Yes, I will!” I whisper, trying to hold back my tears. Elijah stands up and holds the necklace up to put it on me. I turn, brushing my hair aside, and let him hook it on as everyone claps. He kisses my shoulder softly, sending sparks of pleasure through me.

“I thought a necklace with a long chain was ideal for when you shift,” he explains softly. I turn, gripping his neck a little roughly and pull him close, kissing him passionately. My move makes a few men chuckle and whistle, but heck, I don’t care if I’m staking my claim.

This man is mine .

I love the idea, I say through the mind-link.

Good. He smirks against my lips before we part reluctantly. I bite my lip, feeling him throb against my stomach.

Not getting excited, are you, Alpha? I mock, pressing myself fully against him. He bites back a groan nipping down on my neck, and I resist a sigh.

Keep teasing, I’ll have you on your knees before you realise. Throating this dick, baby girl, he says, sucking hard on my neck. I bite back a moan, his words making my juices soak my panties.

“Okay, I get it,” I say, moving away from him. “Come on! Let’s go dance!” Elijah smirks, and I know he can smell my arousal, making me blush, and hope everyone can just ignore it!

Aside from a few smirks, no one says anything.

“You sure, Kitten? Cause we could sneak away?” he whispers sexily.

“Elijah! Behave,” I scold playfully, glaring at him.

“Ok, fine. One dance. Then food, and we’re out of here,” he says, his eyes trailing over me as he licks his lips. I see his eyes glazing and know he is mind-linking someone. Instantly, the current song stops playing, and the lights dim a little. The song Unconditionally begins playing and my eyes widen, looking into Elijah’s cerulean blue ones.

Did he pick this?

“I never knew you could be so romantic,” I tease as he cups my waist, pulling me close. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, looking up into his eyes.

“Anything for my girl. This song is the closest I could get to how I feel about you, although there are no words that truly measure up,” he says. Our foreheads touch as we begin swaying to the music; I close my eyes, letting the lyrics sink in. My heart is racing at our proximity and his touch.

This feels like heaven on earth. Memories flash through my mind. Elijah. The boy who could have any woman, and did, fell in love and became someone I would never have dreamed of. My stepbrother whom I once crushed on secretly. A forbidden desire that we both gave into. I am so glad it happened, grateful he didn’t relent and always pushed his way in, even when I tried to push him away. His love for me truly is unconditional.

We sway to the music, both lost in each other. The warmth of our bodies is pleasant, our scents mixing and the sparks that dance through our bodies are all we can focus on, only each other. The sound of the laughing children, the chattering adults and the boisterous jokes of the men, everything is lost to us. Nothing matters to us lovers as we move as one on the dance floor under the night sky.

Slowly, other couples begin joining the dance floor. Aaron and Monica, Cassandra and Angela, and many more, all enjoying the night of happiness after months, and in some of their cases, after years of pain and tension. This night of laughter and joy is a pleasant welcome for us all. I open my eyes as the song comes to an end and look into his eyes.

“I love you, Elijah, with all my heart and soul,” I whisper. He caresses my face, his thumb brushing my cheek tenderly.

“I love you way fucking more, Kitten, and don’t argue about it with me,” he says, smirking slightly before kissing me tenderly. It is soft, yet deep, our love rushing through this kiss. A kiss that means more than a thousand words ever could. It’s… perfection.

We dance to a few songs before eating some of the food that is prepared, and sitting and chatting with our friends. We girls take a few selfies and force the boys to pose with us, too. Elijah has just finished his drink, something I have avoided, but he didn’t question that thanks to Angela passing me a non-alcoholic one. She’s super excited about becoming an aunt. As werewolves, we can drink when pregnant, but less than we usually would, but I just want to avoid it.

Elijah now turns to me. “Come on, there’s something I want to show you,” he says in my ear, his lips brushing it teasingly before he tantalisingly flicks it with his pierced tongue, making my core clench.

“It’s not your dick, right?” Angela questions as Cassandra bursts into giggles that she tries to stifle.

“Not jealous, are you?” Elijah shoots back with an arrogant smirk.

“I have the best mate I could have hoped for,” Angela counters, making Monica and Aaron chuckle.

“Seriously, just go,” Aaron says to his friend, and I don’t miss the knowing smirk on his face. What are they up to? He gives Elijah the thumbs up before I stand and wave at the group.

“Bye, guys,” I say before we both leave the party that is still going strong. Hand-in-hand, we walk away from the brightly lit area towards the trees.

“Where are we going?” I ask him curiously.

“Patience, Kitten,” he responds, the sound of the music and chatter slowly fading away.

“I’m not a patient person, remember?” I kiss his cheek, his slight stubble grazing my lips. “I like the stubble.”

“Oh yeah? What else do you like?” he asks.

“I could show you,” I whisper, now cupping the front of his pants, making him tense, liking the feel of my hand as I sensually begin massaging him, satisfied when he grows beneath my hand.

“You can show me real soon,” he growls, pushing me up against the closest tree and kissing me passionately as he presses himself against me, making me whimper. Our kisses are getting more heated when I pause. I want to tell Elijah about my pregnancy tonight. It still feels so unreal.

“I need to tell you something too,” I say, gently pushing him away, making him growl as he bites into my neck, and I moan loudly.

“Tease,” he murmurs huskily, his eyes darkening as he moves back and lifts me bridal style, carrying me through the trees. I realise the direction he is headed towards, to the house near the river that he has been working on for us.

“Are you taking me to our home?” I ask. He doesn’t reply when I turn, seeing the glow of lights and my breath catches in my throat. There it stands. Glowing with lights that are turned on inside, I am surprised it is completed. He told me there was so much left to do, and being busy, I hadn’t even questioned it.

“Welcome home, sweetheart,” he says, carrying me to the door. He unlocks it and steps inside. The soft scent of vanilla fills my nose, and I look around, seeing the house that looks even better than the image I had in my head. Not missing the table I wanted for the entrance hall or the chevron rug… I look at Elijah, my eyes stinging with tears.

“You got this ready for me?” I whisper.

“For us,” he says with a wink, kissing me softly. “And for our future pups. On that note, shall we go practice making some?” I look at him sharply, it is the first time he has ever really mentioned pups. My heart hammers as he carries me up the stairs. “Don’t you want pups?” he asks, noticing my silence as he opens the bedroom door. I smile, seeing the dimly lit, cosy bedroom decorated with petals and candles as he slowly walks over and sits on the bed, holding me in his arms.

“Of course I do… but I don’t think we need to practice making them,” I say. Elijah smirks cockily.

“True. I’d say we’re pretty well practised in the arts,” he remarks arrogantly, making me roll my eyes. One thing is clear, the man is never going to drop that cocky attitude.

“Although I have to agree with that, the reason I said we don’t need to practice is because…” I stand up, taking a deep breath before I turn back to him and take his hand, placing it on my stomach. “Is because I’m pregnant.” Elijah’s eyes widen in shock, staring into my eyes.

“Whoa, fuck… really?” His heart is racing. It doesn’t seem real. “Hell…” he says, running his other hand through his hair. Sure, I said it, but it is already a reality. I smile softly, seeing the shock, happiness, and nervousness in his eyes.

“You will be the best father ever. Our pup will be lucky to have you,” I say softly, understanding his unspoken worry. He smiles softly at me, leaning closer as he grips me by the ass and moves me close to him. He places a soft kiss on my stomach before he settles his ear against it, closing his eyes as he listens.

“Maybe moving out was a bad idea…” he says, his face pale.

“What do you mean?” I ask, confused. I’m sure we’ll be able to manage one pup.

“We’re having twins, Kitten. Two little devils,” he replies. Despite his words, his voice holds awe, and I gasp before letting out a breathy laugh, shocked at the new revelation.

“Wow…” I say. “You’re right. It’s going to be a mission to handle them.” He pulls me into his lap, dropping back onto the bed. The scent of the rose petals fills our noses as he makes me lie on top of him, both stunned, yet happy with the news. We lay in silence for a moment, simply staring at each other. After a moment, Elijah smirks cockily.

“Aaron is not going to let me hear the end of this. Well, I guess I did good, right?” he asks, stroking my ass.

“You sure did. So, how about you make the most of the time we have before we’re changing diapers and carrying babies all night long?” I suggest, licking my lips. My eyes darken as he grips the nape of my neck and tugs me down, his lips almost touching mine as he looks into my eyes.

“You’re absolutely correct, I guess I best not waste time,” he says huskily, caressing my cheek as his eyes soften. “I promise you, Red. I’ll always treat you like my fucking queen in public, worship you like my goddess in private, and treat you like my fucking sex doll in bed.” A smile graces my face, his words making my stomach all fluttery. I run my hand down his chest through the opening in his shirt, my nails lightly grazing his skin.

“I like the sound of that,” I whisper seductively before he flips us over, leaning down and claiming my lips in a hot, sizzling kiss.

Now, this is life.