The Silver Crescent Alpha Prince

Chapter 164 - On Heats?

Daryn stood behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist and his chin on her head. Life had been so good over the past one week that he could not wish for anything better. He was at his home and his wife. Two weeks later he would get married to her in the eyes of the humans as well. And sex had been mind blowing. He didn't know that Dawn was one insatiable neotide, and he wouldn't agree that he was never satisfied. He was always satisfied, it was just that he wanted more of her. It was a Monday morning and they had skipped going to an important ministry function only to be together. They had made love till the wee hours of the morning until they were completely exhausted. Daryn had eventually pulled her over his chest and they slept. When he woke up, he found that Dawn was standing on the terrace in a thin camisole. He wore his pants and came out. She was watching the thick trees that had lined the bank of River Lifye. He went to wrap his arms around her and kissed her hair. They were all mussed up because of last night's activities.

"Those are Ensmoire Forests," he replied.

Dawn's eyes became wide. 'Quetz!' was the first word that came in her mind.

'Yes, Dawn. I am right here. I know you live across the river. Can I visit you?'

She chuckled. 'Not unless you want to be an anklet on my leg?' She was so excited. 'I will come over soon to meet you,' she communicated back.

'Good, I am looking forward to it and if you like you can get Daryn too. I won't mind his presence.'

'I will!' she replied.

'Great! In that case I am off to catch my prey. A deer has been hiding for a long time.'

Dawn chuckled with excitement.

"To what do I own this happiness?" he asked, amused at her by his answer. Daryn had recovered completely. The skin on his body was as good as new within three days, and he had joined the office.

She turned to look at him. She circled and walked past him towards the bedroom. With her hands at the back, she stopped to turn again and said with an air of mystery, "Quetz lives in Ensmoire Forest. And I just talked to him. He has invited both of us to visit him."

Daryn's head jerked back. He walked up to her. "Woah! So that explains your excitement." He tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. "I would like to see him again. We can go this weekend, if you like."

"Yes! Thanks Daryn," she said and put a hand on his face. Daryn closed his palm against her tiny hand and squeezed it. Suddenly, her mind was filled with a thundering crescendo of emotions. Her heartbeat accelerated like a bullet train and she was thrown five feet away from him flat on her ass. She looked at him with wide eyes, as she coughed. Daryn rushed to her and sat down on his knees beside her.

"What happened?" she asked in between her coughs.

"I don't know…" he said. "Are you okay?" he asked. He helped her sit on his lap.

She felt that her body was on fire. Her camisole was drenched with sweat and her tits were hard against it. She felt that if she weren't dipped in a tub filled with ice cubes, her body would catch fire. She fanned herself and said, "What is happening to me?" Her hands went to her stomach and she pressed it hard. Her hair tumbled in waves over her shoulders and she watched Daryn with hunger in her eyes. His eyes turned blacker than usual. He lost control to his wolf. He had an urge to shift and take his mate.

She cupped his face and pressed her breasts against his naked chest. "Fuck, this is getting weird!" she said, but pressed her lips against his. "Your eyes," she said, but didn't care. He wrapped his arms around her and clamped his body against hers. Slowly he brought his hands down to her hips, picked her up. She clamped her legs around him and gyrated her hips.

He pinned her against the wall in the bedroom and opened his pants. She continued to kiss him madly, passionately and soon he filled her. His claws had come out and his fangs were elongating. Dawn fisted his hair and shoved his head back to plant a trail of hot kisses on his square jawline. His chest rippled with a growl. With his hands clamped on her hips, he moved her up and down. He had dug his nails in her skin, but that didn't matter. The fire consumed them both and he came with a roar filling her again and again. She exploded around him. Daryn held her as she almost fainted due to exhaustion. His claws and fangs retracted. He took her inside and placed her on the bed. There was blood on her hips. He flipped her on her back and cleaned her.

"I am sorry," he whispered but she was already sleeping.

When she woke up an hour later, she found that he had taken a bath and was all dressed up. "What happened out there, Daryn?" she asked.

"I think my wolf sensed that you were on heats," he replied as he gazed at her with lowered eyelids. "My wolf wants to breed with you."

Dawn blinked blankly at him. "I am on heats every month!"

"Had you been a pure blood, you would have sensed it too and the intensity to mate and have babies would have driven us crazy. We would have been running in our wolf forms in the jungles."

"But pure bloods and neotides can't have babies," she said.

"I know…" he replied with sadness in his eyes. "My wolf doesn't seem to understand that…" He looked away from her. "I am so sorry babe. I won't let my wolf gain control over me. I am going to be more careful."

Gayle's call interrupted their conversation. Daryn picked it. "Those were Helena's men. And the political investigation that Dawn asked me to conduct, its reports are ready. I won't be emailing them to you because I don't want to leave online footprints but I have it all written down in documents."