*** Eva ***
Today I am going to see Ryan in the chapel of rest with Melanie. When I tell Aiden, he seems concerned and asks if I want to go to his funeral too.
“No, I don’t, but thank you, Aidy. Thank you for being so understanding. I am going to see him today for one thing and one thing only.” Anger burns inside me, and Aiden says he can feel those emotions too. “I want to make sure that twisted fucker is definitely dead. That’s all I want. I need to know without a shadow of doubt that he has really gone.”
Aiden nods his understanding. He insists on driving me and he even picks up Melanie to drive her too.
“How are you, Mel?” She looks a little green in complexion and despite our differences, I feel protective of her. She is going to be the mother of Summer’s sibling and will therefore be a small part of our family circle.
“I didn’t get morning sickness with my boys, this little one is making up for all three of them.” I smile at her because she seems so positive, and I had worried that Ryan’s death would upset her and put unnecessary pressure on her pregnancy. But if anything, Ryan dying has set Melanie free, she is free to love and move on in life.
When we arrive at the funeral parlour, Mr and Mrs Jefferson are already there. Some of the animosity I felt towards them for not making more effort with Summer is still there, simmering away, but I have seen first-hand what hate and negativity do to a person and so I am trying to rise above the pain of the past. Nothing good will come from dwelling on what could or should have been.
The most important thing to me is that Summer is loved and wanted and the people that couldn’t see how amazing she is are the ones who were missing out, not her.
The undertaker comes and talks to us and explains that Ryan’s injuries made him look slightly different. Before he takes us through to the chapel he says, “I am very sorry for your loss.” We all look at each other, wondering which one of us he is addressing.
“None of us are sorry that he is dead. He was a monster,” Mr Jefferson says bluntly and the undertaker blanches under his stare.
We go into the room where the coffin is, but it’s mostly covered by a sheet. When I finally look at Ryan’s face, anger and bile bubbles up inside me. Even with the copious amounts of makeup they have used to cover the burst blood vessels in his face, I can clearly see it’s him.
I go to check his pulse, but he has a scarf wrapped tight around his neck, obviously covering up the evidence of his hanging. So instead, I hold my hand over his mouth to detect breathing. Nope. He is definitely dead.
“Mel, do you want me to wait for you to give you a ride home?” She shakes her head at me.
“No, I have to talk to Mr and Mrs Jefferson so I will take a ride with them but thank you, Eva. I’ll be in touch.” I smile at her; we are two women who know how each other suffered at the hands of the corpse beside us. Who would have thought that we could wind up being friends!
I take one more look at Ryan’s face and smile. He can’t hurt anyone else where he is going and for the final time, I walk away from him. This time, I will not look back.
I am just getting to Aiden’s car when I hear Mr Jefferson calling my name. “Eva, wait. I just wanted to say… I just wanted to apologise for what my son did and for us not being a part of Summer’s life. He made it impossible for us. We wish both you and her all the best in life.” I smile back at him and assure him that the only way is up now.
“Are you ok, Shortie?” Aiden asks when I slide into the passenger seat. His beautiful green eyes are filled with concern, and I nod to him, taking his hand in mine.
“I’m good now, it is definitely him and he is definitely dead. Let’s go home and be happy, Aiden.”
*** Aiden ***
I can feel Eva’s relief at the closure she gets from seeing Ryan’s dead body. He can’t hurt her or our sunshine girl anymore. I didn’t understand at first why she needed to see his dead body. I supported her because I love her and want what is best for her, but I was worried that she was going to be sad and upset that he was dead.
That couldn’t have been further from the truth, She just needed to confirm it was definitely him so she could move on. He wouldn’t be coming back; she didn’t have to look over her shoulder and she certainly didn’t have to fear him anymore.
“I have a surprise for you: I booked us a hotel and spa day. I thought you could do with some pampering, and I wanted a bit of alone time with my mate.” I watch as she shivers in anticipation.
“What about Summer?” Her question makes me smile. I will never tire of her always putting our girl first, she is a perfect mother, the best I could have wished for.
“Amber and Preston are babysitting. I squared it with them, and Summer was happy to spend time with them too.” Summer has settled in surprisingly well to pack life. Everyone has fallen for her sweet charm and cute dimples and, as with all pups in our pack, she is accepted and cared for by the whole pack.
Eva smiles at me, “Thanks Aiden… I need some mates' time too; I think that will help de-stress.”
I check into the castle retreat I booked earlier today. It is only for one night and two days because I knew we couldn’t bear to leave our girl longer than that, but I have a whole lot planned for that time.
Amber helped pack an overnight bag for Eva, but the website said the castle has an exclusive boutique too so if she needs anything else I’m sure we will find it there.
“Mr Goldrick, the porter will take your bags up to the penthouse and your room service is ready when required.”
Eva looks at me with wide eyes and I smile at her surprise. “Tonight, we are going to have mates’ time. Tomorrow can be pampering time.”
She bites her bottom lip and I see the heat rising on her face as the distinctive and addictive scent of her arousal travels up to my nose. “I’m so looking forward to this,” I tell her before turning to address the receptionist again. “I will call when I require the room service. Apart from that, I do not want to be disturbed.”
The room is huge and beautiful. I don’t tend to spend much time away from the territory, but I just wanted Eva all to myself for a few hours. I think I will bring her here once a month now.
As soon as the porter drops our bags and leaves, I pounce on her, and she giggles as I do. “Goddess of the Moon, I have missed you, Shortie.”
“Aiden, we made love this morning, you can’t miss me already!” I push my already hard member into her hip bone, my proof that I did indeed miss her and desire her again already. “Oh wow! Well, I am having a shower first, I want to wash that horrible stench off me so I can enjoy you properly.”
I growl at her and she laughs. After living together for a week, she isn’t as self-conscious as she was. I watch her as she takes off her clothes and kicks them into a pile before turning on the shower and stepping under. I pull up a stool and watch her as she washes herself, and I am reminded of the first time she showered at the pack house. I had stood with my back to her and Roman had given me the most realistic daydream I have ever had.
He obviously remembers too, and he urges me on. Go on, get in and take her… she is ours now.
Do you know… that is not a bad idea. I strip off my clothes as fast as I can and when I open the shower door, she turns to look at me.
“I wondered what was taking you so long, Alpha.”
She pleases me beyond measure.
I used to think that happiness was a destination that I was yet to arrive at. However, since meeting Eva I realise in the pursuit of happiness, I was missing the cumulative moments of joy along the way. Happiness is not a destination, it’s a journey, and now that Eva is mine, I am thankful to be on this journey with her.
We have many obstacles to overcome, but as a mated pair we can get through anything together.
As I re-enact my daydream by kneeling in front of my love before lifting her foot and placing it on my shoulder, my tongue connects with her feminine core. “Mine,” I tell her as I lick and suck at her velvety folds. She tastes even better than my wildest daydream.
“Mine,” she says back to me as she throws her head back in ecstasy.
I slip my hand between her legs and push two fingers inside her, and I can feel she is close to completion as she clenches me inside her and trembles. I quickly stand and lift her so she can wrap her legs around me. As soon as I impale her with my hot thick cock, she shouts my name, her orgasm building into a frenzy.
“Mark me,” she tells me, so I wait until she hits her peak before piercing her sweet spot on her neck with my canines and then I seal it by licking it with my tongue. The sight of my mark on her neck fills me with pride; she is truly mine now.
“Your turn,” I tell her as I feel my own release building. She licks the spot I showed her a couple of days ago and then closes her eyes so she can concentrate on using her wolf teeth. Roman howls in delight in my head as I feel her finally give me her mark.
I am hers; she is mine. Together, we will be a force to be reckoned with.
*** The End ***