Fated to the Werewolf King

When he took her to their room, she had avoided his gaze entirely. She threw up her walls again, shielding herself. He stood in front of her as she sat on the bed, playing with the edge of a hoodie she put on to hide her scars again.

"I'm sorry..." she said before he even started, "You weren't the only one that had doubts..." she sniffled again, her eyes anywhere but him. "I thought maybe everyone would have been happier if you had a She-Wolf as your Mate. Someone strong, someone that could relate to your people, someone dependable.” Tears dripped onto her lap, her voice starting to tremble. "All I want is for you to be happy.”

Jayce stared down at her, watching her tears flow. A month apart put their relationship to the test, and they both nearly failed. His eyes went to his Mark, the eerie red glow was pulsing like it was its own heart. But it wasn't its own heart, it was both of their hearts combined. Beating in sync with one another. Jayce dropped to his knees in front of her, his arms wrapping around her waist as he rested his head on her lap. Her hand went to his hair, combing her fingers through it.

"I love you, Jayce. I've never loved another the way I love you." She continued brushing his hair, the motion soothing his heart and mind. Feeling her so close once more, he was never going to let her go again. He pulled back slightly, looking at her. His hands moved from around her and placed on her cheeks. He rested his forehead against hers, breathing in her scent again.

"Lily, you are the only woman I want in my life. I will never ever doubt us again. No woman could sway me like you can.” He told her. She wiped her eyes, looking at him. Her hands reached out and started to unbutton his shirt. His cock hardened instantly, his thumbs stroking her cheek.

"I don't believe you." She said to him, pushing his shirt open and ran her nails over his chest. He let a growl rumble in his chest, a soft moan escaping her lips. He went in to kiss her, but she avoided his lips.

"What can I do to make you believe me?" He asked her, inhaling sharply as her foot nudged his bulge. She massaged it, his hands dropping from her face and grabbing her thighs. Her arousal fueled him, jumpstarting his.

"I don't know if you can.” She told him, removing her foot. He looked at her, his heart rate accelerating little by little. Each throb ached. She cocked her head at him, though her lips were in a thin line, her eyes were sparkling with mischief. He took a deep breath to settle himself the best he could.

"Forgive me, Lily." He begged her. She stared at him, probably taken aback that he resorted to that. She looked away from him, biting her lip. His hands moved over her thighs, down to her ankles. He planted kisses on the top of her feet, trailing them up her ankle. She shivered, her head still turned away, but she was watching him intently now. He licked and nibbled her ankle. His hands moved up her leggings and started pulling them down.

"J-Jayce." She panicked, grabbing them, but he pushed her hands away. He pulled them off of her, his lips moving back in and kissing her knee. She let out another soft gasp.

"Forgive me." He said again, his voice deep as he licked her thigh. She pulled back, moving further away onto the bed, but he prowled toward her. She was panting, her cheeks a light shade of pink. She may act innocent now, but her body gave away her enjoyment. He moved his lips to her inner thighs, nibbling, sucking and licking every inch he could cover.

"Jayce." She moaned, losing her composure. He stopped at her panties, seeing her juices soaking through them. He leaned in, inhaling deeply. She gasped, her hands shooting down and covering herself. He tried not to smirk. He moved up her stomach and chest, her body falling back onto their bed. He stared down at her, his hips between her legs and his arms placed beside her head. She was trapped beneath him now.

"Forgive me." He whispered down to her, his lips grazing against her chin. He watched her shudder, her hands reaching out and touching his chest.

"Okay." She said, but he didn't let up. He licked her jawline up to her ear, sucking on her earlobe. She let out another moan, her fingers gliding over his ribs. Her nails dug into his back.

"I don't believe you." He licked her ear before moving down to her neck. She moaned again, her hips grinding up against his. He pressed against her, a soft wet sound catching his ears. He moved back down between her legs, running his tongue against the fabric. She covered her mouth as she moaned louder.

"Jayce, they'll hear me.” She complained, but she wasn't stopping him. Her fingers wove into his hair as he pushed aside her panties and flicked her clit. She moaned, gripping his hair. He moved his tongue down to her entrance, gripping her thighs. She bucked her hips, her moans gradually getting louder.

"They'll hear you." He said between licks, biting down on her clit. She clamped her hand over her mouth as she muffled a scream in time.

"Then stop." She pleaded, but her actions didn't match her words. He stopped abruptly as he knew she was close to climaxing. She trembled, whimpering softly that she couldn't finish. He moved up, leaning over her.

"Do you truly want me to stop?" He asked her. She shook her head slowly, releasing her mouth. "Do you forgive me?" He asked more firmly now as he pulled off his pants, his cock ready to go. He watched her lick her lips at the sight of it.

"Okay okay. You're forgiven, just please.” She whined, reaching for him. He smirked at her as he glided inside her sex. He grunted, holding still as his cock felt her familiar walls squeeze him. She let out a sigh, laying her head back.

"I've missed you." He said to her. He helped take off her sweater, showing the tank top underneath, "How much clothing do you actually need?" He asked her after pulling the tank top off next.

"Uh hello? I'm not a walking furnace.” She said to him. Once she helped remove his shirt, they were both bare and Lily grew shy all of a sudden. Her arms rested over her belly.

"Don't hide yourself from me.” He growled down at her. She slowly moved them away, showing off her scars again. He leaned down and kissed her sweetly, his hips thrusting slowly. She moaned against his lips, her hands scaling over his muscled back, grazing each slope, each rise of his shoulder blades. The women in Hawaii were nothing compared to her, and he was a fool for thinking otherwise.

"Jayce.” She moaned his name as he pulled away from her lips. He kept the slow and steady rhythm, looking into her eyes. As one hand supported himself, the other took her hand, slipping his fingers between hers. He looked at her hair, the way it shined in the winter sun that graced through their window. His eyes wandered over her scars that will forever be carved into her flesh. Each scar representing a painful memory, ones that she'll never be able to truly forget, but these scars formed a warrior. His Queen. She had overcome so much over the past several months, and he was grateful to watch her grow.

"Lily." He groaned, pressing his cheek against hers, applying just a bit of his body weight onto her. He wanted to mold her into his flesh so they'd never have to part again.

"J-Jayce!" Her voice hitched, her legs wrapping around his waist. He groaned, pushing his cock in as deep as he could get it. Her nails dug into his back, the sting of pain making him moan. He never had to worry about getting hurt with his fast rejuvenation, but damn did this kink feel too damn good.

"Come for me, my Queen." He bit her earlobe, tugging gently. Her panting quickened slightly as he increased the speed of his thrusts. He could feel himself edging closer to the finale. Just one more... "Jayce!" She nearly yelled until he covered her cry with his lips. He felt her walls convulse, sending himself off the cliff into ecstasy. He pumped into her, filling her with his seed. She trembled beneath him, clutching at his back after she released.

"I love you, Lily." He said as he pulled his lips away. She looked up at him, her eyes glossy as she smiled. She rested a small, slender hand on his cheek, the electric pulses making him shudder.

"And I love you, Jayce." She replied to him, leaning up and kissing him so sweetly. He caved in, letting his heart and soul be devoured by this woman

"Hey Jayce, now that you're back, are you able to help with the ceremony?" She asked as they got dressed. He leaned against her vanity as she slipped her tank top back on, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I can get the pack house in order. We have a large banquet hall we've always used for the receptions.” He reached over, taking her hair and brushed it behind her ear. Her cheeks flushed lightly at the gesture. She grabbed his hand, stepping closer to him.

"Have you ever thought this would happen between us upon our first interaction?" She asked him He chuckled at her.

"Absolutely not, but I am glad it all worked out this way." He watched her eyes flicker away for a moment, as if she wanted to say something, "What is it?" She still hesitated, her eyes downcast as she played with her fingers.

"Well, it's just..." she let out a breath, meeting his gaze, "I did a TV interview when you were gone.” She told him quickly. He raised a brow at her.

"Oh? That is surprising. Did it go well?" He asked her. She looked away again, "Lily?" He asked sternly.

"Velma, she... she kind of got under my skin." She looked up at him through her long lashes. He let out a sigh.

"Was it live?" He asked her. She nodded. He took out his phone, going through his apps until he found the NEWS and pulled it up. Her video was ranked in most views and it was merely days ago that she did it. He played it, admiring her gall for wearing such a cozy attire at a live interview. Was that his hoodie she was wearing? Everything appeared to be fine in exchanges until Velma questioned the open heart Lily gave at the Fall Soltice festival. He watched as Lily exposed herself to Velma, to the whole pack. He glanced at her, her eyes avoiding his.

"Let me make this clear, once and for all.” Lily's voice brought him back to the screen. Her fierce green eyes were on the camera, talking to his people. He could vaguely hear Velma trying to cut her off, even end the interview, but Lily held strong. When she inclined her neck, he felt drawn to her powerful words. The video stopped and he set his phone down.

"I know I should have asked you first," Lily said, "but I thought this would be the fastest way to reach your people.” She finally looked at him, "The crew exposed their necks to me, Jayce. Even the producer!” She started to get excited, "Then after Elias shifted at the park, the She-Wolves there also said I had their support.” She was smiling to herself. He was gone a whole month and she had accomplished more than he did.

"I'm proud of you, Lily. You'll make an excellent Queen." He told her, but his heart wasn't in it to fully congratulate her. It wasn't against her, of course. She obviously showed she was more than capable to handle this while he is away, but where did that leave him? The King?

Lily wrapped her arms around his waist, her head resting against his chest. He rested his chin on her head, his arms around her shoulders. Through the embrace he felt the strength that he needed. He heard his Wolf growl in what felt like forever.

"Lily." He spoke up, but she was already ahead of him.

"I know. Call Derek. We need to try one more time." She told him. He nodded, looking down at his phone.

"He might still say no.” He reminded her.

"Let him." She grabbed his hands and kissed them, "His opinion still doesn't change how I feel for you.” She looked up at him. Jayce inclined his head at her, his fingers touching the Mark he left her. It still felt like yesterday that he bit her.

"You've changed, Lily." He said.

"In a good way, I hope." She smiled. He smiled back at her before it faded away.

"How is it that you knew so much of what happened in Hawaii?" He asked her. She pulled back a bit more, her hand going to the Mark.

"Your Wolf has been a pretty good guide.” She smiled to herself before letting the smile fall away, "I was able to see more than I'd like to admit.” She pulled away from him. He watched her, his hand resting over his pocket.

"Lily, I am truly sorry that I stooped so low. I don't deserve a woman like you." He said to her. Lily looked up at him, her hands resting on his face.

"Jayce, I love you so very much.” She bit her lip, "I'm... in love with you." Her face turned red, "I-I know that it's only been almost half a year together... B-but what I feel for you is so real.” He watched her closely. He had spent almost twelve years of his life waiting for her. For someone to love him unconditionally.

Lily... 1."

"Knock knock.” Damion knocked on their door before cautiously opening it, "Oh good, you're both done.” He said. Lily blushed, looking away. Jayce's arm instinctively wrapped around her shoulder, pulling her against him.

"What is it?" Jayce growled at him. Damion hesitated on taking a step further into the room

"Uh, lunch is ready." He lowered his gaze. Jayce still felt uneasy with Damion admitting his attraction to Lily. Did he do anything to her while he was away? No, Lily would have said something. She wouldn't keep something like that from him, right? When he looked down at Lily, her face was still flushed. Jayce growled deeply.

"Did something happen when I was away?" He asked bluntly. Lily looked up at him surprised. Her eyes immediately moved away as she tried to form words.

"J-Jayce... you see..." she started to explain, but Damion interrupted her.

"Erica and I are Mated.” He said to him. Jayce felt relieved, but Lily's face still looked like she had something else to say.

"We should go eat. I have so much to talk to my dad about.” Her mood shifted and she smiled at him. She was definitely hiding something, but he wanted to believe there wasn't anything going on between Damion and Lily. She grabbed Jayce's hand, smiling sweetly up at him. He wanted to desperately believe that she wasn't hiding something else from him.