Wolf Bond

“Ivory!” Donovon’s panicked voice forces me to open my eyes.

A few tears stream down my face which were locked behind my clenched eyes. From my blurred vision, I watch Donovon face which just hovering above mine as he wipes my tears.

Somebody takes the knife out of my hand and I heard a low growl.

“It is silver which is dipped in wolfsbane.” I hear someone speak, but the pain in my palm is almost making it hard for me to understand anything because all I feel like somebody has burned my hand.

“Someone has put a spell on the knife.” Ophelia speaks and from her tone, it is clear that she is furious, “The cast performed on silver, means whoever is behind this wanted to make sure the cast will remain permanent on them. As silver leaves its mark on the skin even after it is healed.”

“I will rip everyone who wants to take away my mate from me,” Donovon growls and soon his body starts to shake in anger as he is on the verge of shifting. “Nobody can hurt my mate, as long as I am alive.”

“Calm down, think about your mate,” Arthur says but I can’t see anyone’s face apart from Donovon.

Where is everyone?

Donovon holds me against him and buries in his nose in my hair and takes deep breaths. His body feels like it is burning as he trying to resist the shift. After a few moments, he slightly calms down as he raises his head from my hair and glances at me.

“Ivory, my mate.” He murmurs while kissing my forehead a few times.

“Ivory.” I hear Ophelia’s gentle voice, but Donovon’s threatening growl responds to her making me frown in confusion.

“What’s happening?” I ask pushing the pain away because this is not how Donovon’s behave, it is unusual.

“No one will come near my mate.” He growls and shakes his head then again his hold tightens on me.

He hisses in pain when he takes my hand and licks my wound because the wound is infected with wolfsbane.

“No, Donovon.” I shake my head and pull my hand away, “It is infected, and it is not hurting as much as it was hurting before.” I force a smile to calm him.

But the truth is I can feel the skin of my palm and fingers burning. Like somebody has poured acid on my hand, which is now melting my skin. Thankfully, blood is not dripping from my hand, only an open badly burned wound is present on my palm.

Wolfsbane affects your wolf more than it hurts your human form, so just to protect Fire from this pain I have blocked my connection with her. But even now I can sense her howling as she can feel I am in pain.

“I have told you she is faking to be his mate, that’s why Moon Goddess has punished her,” Emma shouts to gain everyone’s attention.

“Take her away from here, before I kill her,” Donovon growls furiously.

Shaking my head, I try to clear my mind only to realize Donovon holding me tightly against him, covering me entirely, and everyone is standing away from us. They are not coming near me or Donovon.

“Donovon.” My eyes widen in shock when I get a clear look at his face.

The white of his eyes has turned red, as he is continuously growling at everyone.

Has he been affected by the magic?

“Every mated wolf prime instinct is to protect their mate and currently for him everyone is a threat to you. That’s why he is not letting anyone near you and shielding you,” Arthur speaks when he looks at my worried expression, “Once he and his wolf are satisfied that you are okay, then only he will calm down.”

“Mine.” He bares his teeth and before I can react he sinks his teeth deep in my mark, making me gasp in pain and surprise.

"Mark me." He demands through mind link and raises my head to his neck, while his teeth are still buried in my mark.

I lick my lips hesitantly because I am unsure why want he wants me to mark him again. But it seems like he doesn’t like my hesitation as he pushes his teeth further in my neck while growling loudly. Tears well up in my eyes from this new pain, momentarily making me forget my earlier pain.

"MARK ME." His growl echoes in my mind.

Unable to tolerate the pain, I obey him as I pierce my canine into his mark while slightly whimpering.

I don’t know how long it has passed when Donovon removes his teeth from my neck and licks my mark to heal it. Mirroring his actions, I retract my canines from his neck and lick his neck wound until it is completely closed.

“Ivory,” He whispers pressing his forehead against mine, “So sorry, love, I couldn’t protect you. It is my fault that you are hurt.” He swallows, his guilt-filled voice clenches my heart painfully.

“You were not the one who switched the knife, Donovon.” I shake my head, “So don’t blame yourself.”

“I will kill that person who has hurt you.” His voice held a promise as a dangerous look is present in his eyes.

And for the first time, I am terrified of him.

He keeps holding me and growling at everyone who seems to be too near for his liking. Also, I have noticed Wyatt, Jenna, Luca, and Gavin they all are in their wolves forms looking furious and alert to attack anyone who comes near us.

I helplessly look at Julia because Donovon even growls at me if I try to move away from him and by moving away I mean turning my face away from his shoulder. As he is sitting on the ground while clutching me to his chest just like he is holding a baby.

Julia shakes her head, silently asking me to let him hold me. Surprisingly, no one looks bothered by his behavior, even the elders seem fine. My eyes lock with one of the elders he gives me an understanding nod and a faint smile like he is telling me it is okay.

It takes a while for him to calm down, he pecks my lips a few times then he stands up while pulling me along with him. The first one to come to us is the elders, then Arthur and Julia.

“Let’s continue with the ceremony, then later we will deal with this matter.” The man with green eyes and blonde hair speaks.

Donovon turns to me as if asking me I am okay with continuing the ceremony.

“Yes.” I give him a small smile and nod my head.

“I am Benjamin.” The blonde-haired man introduces himself to me, then points to the other two elders, “He is Elijah, and he is Albert, and you have already met my mate Ophelia.”

My eyebrows slightly raise in shock when I hear this as I didn’t expect her to be mated to a werewolf.

“We are extremely sorry that something like this has happened in our presence.” Benjamin looks between me and Donovon, “We are personally going to make sure whoever is behind this, will be severely punished because using magic to harm anyone is a serious offense.”

Donovon doesn’t say anything however, from his looks it is evident he is the one who wants to punish the culprit, not them.

A few moments later Beta Cole brings another knife which looks exactly like the previous one and I notice how he is holding the knife from the blade as if to make sure it is not silver.

But Donovon shakes his head and refuses to take the knife then his finger turns into a claw. He brings my other hand in front of him. Locking his gaze with mine and slashes my palm in a quick motion

Then he slices his palm swiftly, Arthur places the crystal on my hand as Donovon covers my hand with his hand while entwining our fingers together.

Our blood mixes and drips into the chalice which Donovon is holding under our joined hands.

At first, I don’t feel anything, then slowly I feel the warmth flowing from his palm, and entering my body through my palm, encasing me in a wonderful feeling.

A few moments have passed when I feel more energies reaching to me. My body hums with all these energies, closing my eyes I allow these energies to settle inside me.

Finally, when calmness settles over me, I open my eyes to watch Donovon beaming with happiness as he looks at me.

Arthur smiles at us then turns to face everyone.

“I, Arthur Whitmore your former Alpha, present you your Alpha and Luna.” His voice loud and full of pride, “Alpha Donovon Whitmore and Luna Ivory Whitmore of the Silvercreek pack.”

My gaze shifts to Donovon who softly smiles at me as the whole area echoes with numerous happy howls of our pack members.

It takes me a minute to realize that now I am finally a Luna.

Luna Ivory Whitmore.