His Hybrid Pixie

After a solid half hour of bickering, Gavin and Andrea are heading to the packhouse. Gavin had linked Maggie the housekeeper, to ready the Luna quarters as they have a guest coming…..only to be told she had already done so when the Luna moved in two hours ago.

Gavin said “What? No she didn’t. The Luna is sitting beside me in Rafe’s truck on our way to the packhouse.” Maggie links back “Cassandra isn’t our Luna? Oh thank you, Goddess”

Gavin is trying frantically to link Rafe about how to handle this with no response. He just decides to tell as much truth as he feels comfortable with. He glances at Andrea and bites the bullet “Um.. Andrea.. I am going to put you in Alpha’s quarters tonight and you can change tomorrow if you’d like”

She looks at him and says “he is my mate. I would expect to be in his room” and Gavin lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding.

Arriving at the packhouse, it’s quiet. It almost looks deserted as Andrea can’t help but gawk at the magnificent log sided mansion in front of her. All four stories covered in wood and floor to ceiling glass. A veranda runs all the way around the first floor and Andrea can’t wait to sit out here sipping coffee on chilly mornings. After Gavin takes her to Alpha’s quarters on the fourth floor he again tries linking Rafe. This time Rafe responds. And Gavin explains the situation. The rage through the link is palpable and Gavin feels the discomfort.

Rafe is beyond frustrated. They had chased the trio all the way past their own Northern border for two hours, only to lose them at the river. He ranted for 45 minutes. Wanting to know how they got onto PineCrest packlands. Promising heads will roll. Needing answers he knew none of them had. He glared at Jax telling him to find a location on Armand Hellier and he wanted to know as soon as possible.

Andrea walked into Rafe’s room and smiled. It was him. Everywhere she looked, she saw him. From the dark blue walls to the smoky gray carpet. The deep navy drapes that matched the comforter on the bed. The deep burgundy sitting chairs in front of the fireplace with the matching sofa between them. The room was as beautiful as the man…with his 6’9 frame and beautiful dimples..to his black as night hair and shining green eyes.

The man was an Adonis and she was getting in deep! She grabbed some sleep shorts and cropped cami to head to the shower. Andrea was just coming out of the bathroom when she heard the bedroom door open. As she looked up, she saw Rafe staring at her with a deer in headlights look.

She spoke his name softly and he blinked out of it. He walked over to her and pulled her close. He leaned down and placed his lips on hers. Running his tongue over her lower lip he begged for entrance. Andrea had never been kissed before so she wasn’t sure what to do.

Rafe ran his hand down her back and squeezed her ass…as she gasped, his tongue darted inside her mouth. He groaned into the kiss and pulled back to breathe her in. He scented her… he smelled her fresh gardenia and lavender scent and decided it was his favorite smell in the world.

He whispered “ you smell like heaven “ and she said, “I stopped hiding my scent… you smell like coming home. Like fresh linen and leather. It’s intoxicating.” Rafe stepped away and said he would grab a quick shower and then they needed to talk. She nodded.

Andrea walks over to the sitting area and pours too glasses of whiskey and sits down to wait for Rafe. He walks out of the bathroom in sweatpants riding low on his hips and Andrea can’t look away. His eight pack abs…leading to a perfect V at the waistband of his sweatpants. She unconsciously licks her lips and Rafe notices her looking.

He smirks and says “ Look all you want, moonbeam. It belongs to you” and she blushes. He walks over to her and lifts her into his arms…sitting on the sofa, he keeps her on his lap.

She hands him a whiskey, as she takes a sip of hers. He tosses back half the glass and says…”This is a long tale and I am asking you to hear me out until the end before you ask any questions….can you do that for me?”

She giggles and nods before saying “Sounds an awful lot like what I said a few hours ago” He grins and said “That’s where I got it. I shifted into my wolf at an early age. I was 14. As you know, a wolf can find his mate as soon as they can shift. I have been looking for you a long time, baby. So long. My mother was attacked by rogues on her way back from the BlueMoon Pack. She was a midwife who travelled to nearby packs to help deliver babies when she was needed.

That night, a group of rogues chased her car off the road and attacked her. She linked my Dad that she was in trouble and her general direction. We all headed to where we thought she was. My dad was ahead of me by a good half mile.. I felt the bond snap when she died..but my dad..my dad had just reached the clearing and saw them kill her. She was tough. Like you. She fought hard.

She killed three of them before my dad reached her. He went crazy..and killed the remaining five before I even got there. My dad was broken. He held on for two more years until I took over as Alpha. He passed away less than 48 hours after my ascension. Now… I told you that..to tell you this.. I have a council of seven elders. They are my advisors. To council me in all things pack related.

I determine how much of their advice to follow and how much to ignore. A little over a year ago, they started pushing me towards choosing a mate. A chosen Luna because they felt it would make the pack stronger. Today, the elders decided to push it even further. Elder Edward decided that the council should vote on a Luna for me. They thought to force me into a choice mating and I refused. I would always refuse. I was waiting for my true Luna. My gift from the Goddess. My moonbeam. I was waiting for you. And now you are here I will never let you go. But I digress.

Edward’s daughter is the choice mate that the council voted on and while I was in that meeting, Cassandra moved into the Luna quarters, informing my staff she is the new Luna. I will set everything to rights tomorrow. I just wanted you to be aware. I make this promise to you… I will never lie to you and I will never hide anything from you”

Andrea turned to face him…straddling his hips and leaned in to taste him. She moaned into the kiss, tangling her fingers in his shoulder length hair. He deepened the kiss and pulled her down against his cock, riding rigid in his sweats.. He whispered “ this…this is what you do to me”

She rubbed herself against his cock and rocked back and forth. He said “ Tell me you want this baby. Tell me you want me as much as I want you” She looked into his eyes and said “ Take me… make me yours. Erase all the bad memories and build new ones”

He said “ if we start, I can’t promise I can stop. I will mate you. And I will mark you.” She whispered “I’m ready”

He stood up and carried her over to the bed. He laid her down and slides his hand under her top… finding her luscious firm breast and gently squeezing. His thumb and forefinger found her nipple and rolled and pinched it hard enough to make her gasp and then moan. He whispered “the sounds you make kill me” He asked her if he can see her..and waited… he saw the tears. He kissed them away and said “ talk to me”