Epilogue - Sage
It had been four months since we'd made the long, arduous move to the allied packs' territory, and as of yesterday, the final member of the Silvervine pack had moved into their new home.
Territory lines had been established, many meetings between the Alphas had been held, and while things were pure chaos, there was a feeling of excitement in the air.
Since I had spent five years living with Joe's pack, I became the unofficial liaison between the Silvervines and the other packs.
I was allowed to start my job as a healer once more, which had the added benefit of getting me out of a lot of the back and forth between the old territory and the new, but my pregnancy was just starting to slow me down.
That night was the first night the Silvervine pack had been invited to an all-packs gathering, and while a lot of our wolves were still nervous and stayed behind, a good number of brave souls made their way to the enormous barn brewery where the annual holiday party was being held.
Noah, of course, had to be there. He was the Alpha and the face of the pack. I was at his side, and we'd spent most of the party speaking to people, getting a feel for the mood, and letting everyone get a good look at us.
"You're doing great," Noah murmured, kissing the top of my head as he handed me a drink. Non-alcoholic punch, of course. "How are you feeling?"
I rested my hands on the swell of my stomach. "Like I need a nap. But I'm okay. The baby's been moving a lot today."
"Really?" Noah's face lit up, and he leaned down to press his ear to my stomach.
"You'll never hear them from the outside," I chuckled, stroking his hair, "You should try this in a few months."
"I will," he grinned, "Right now, I just like knowing that he or she is okay. How is everything else, though? The move, the work, the pack..."
"It's amazing, Noah." It was true, even if it was hard to believe things had worked out so perfectly sometimes. The old Silvervine territory was already beginning to wither and die, the magic and life draining out of the soil, and the pack had been welcomed into the new land with open arms.
"I'm happy to hear that," Noah murmured, and as I watched him scan the crowd, a smile broke out over his face.
"Summer, Leslie, you made it!"
The women made their way through the crowd, and soon, we were joined by Joe and his mate, and the rest of the Alphas and their mates.
It was overwhelming, but I tried my best to roll with it.
After all, I was a Luna now, too. These women would be my peers from here on out.
Gwen, whom I'd known from my years in the Brokenclaws, Nayeli, Kiera, and Rhie.
I was one of them. That, too, didn't seem real.
The night wore on, and I was happy, but when Noah's hand rested on the small of my back and he leaned in, asking, "Want to get out of here?"
"Hell yes. Thank you," I told him, and he chuckled.
"Don't thank me yet," he whispered, "I have other plans for the evening."
"Is that so?" I arched an eyebrow, and he just smiled, leading me towards the door.
As the cool night air hit us, I breathed in deeply and let my eyes adjust to the darkness. The stars were bright overhead, and there were a few people milling around outside the brewery, talking and drinking.
Noah and I were a bit of a spectacle as the leaders of the new pack, but soon enough, we were alone. The car ride back to our new home wasn't far, but Noah's words had lit embers of desire between us, and despite the chilly weather, it almost seemed too hot in the vehicle.
We'd chosen a house larger than the one Noah had lived in back in the old territory. We'd been working on the nursery slowly, and there were two other extra bedrooms as well. Just in case our family continued to grow.
"Noah," I asked, turning to him after we were inside and the door had shut behind us, "What were you planning?"
His answer was a kiss, slow and sweet at first, before his tongue slipped between my lips and licked against my own. "Follow me and I'll show you."
With his hand in mine, Noah led me up the stairs.
As expected, we went to our bedroom, but instead of jumping on me immediately, Noah had me sit on the bed and spent time lighting a few candles.
With no other light in the room, it gave the place a warm glow, and the flickering shadows drew attention to Noah's broad shoulders and the sharp angles of his cheekbones and jaw.
"Now," he said, his voice low and rough, "Take off your clothes, and lie down on the bed."
A shudder went through me, and I stood up, meeting his dark gaze as I started to undress. Piece by piece, my clothing came off, and his gaze roved over me, hungrily taking in the sight of my skin. When I was bare, Noah reached out and cupped my cheek, pulling me in for a kiss.
"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he whispered, "and you're carrying my pup. You've given me a gift that I'll never be able to repay."
My eyes felt misty after that, but he kissed me until I forgot how emotional his words made me.
I made a small effort to help him undress, but was relieved when he took over, letting me lay back and watch as he revealed every muscled, gorgeous inch of his body.
He settled between them, leaning down to press his lips to my belly, and then lower, kissing each thigh before settling his mouth over my cunt.
There was no preamble, and I squealed in surprise before the sound shifted into an appreciative moan when he zeroed in on my clit.
It always began like this, and I wasn't complaining.
Noah loved to worship between my legs, his hunger insatiable, but the energy between us was thrumming hard, and I wanted to shake things up.
I let him work his magic for a few more moments, shivering and sighing as he reached up to pluck at my nipples while his tongue worked. But before I could come, I grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled until he was looking at me with those bright, dove-gray eyes.
I crooked a finger, inviting him up. "Switch me places, Alpha."
"Yes, Luna," he whispered, and moved quickly, kneeling next to my head, his cock hanging hard and heavy in front of me.
My hands wrapped around him, gripping his cock firmly as I guided him to my mouth. Noah groaned, his head falling back as his hips bucked forward. My lips parted, and I sucked the head of his cock, moaning softly at the taste. He was salty, hot, and all mine.
"Fuck," Noah cursed, his fingers tangling in my hair. He was trying to be gentle, I knew, and normally I loved his sweetness. Tonight, though, I wanted more.
"Use me," I whispered, meeting his eyes, "Take me, Noah."
He groaned, but didn't waste a moment. His hips pushed forward, and my throat spasmed at the sudden fullness, but I held still, letting him fuck my mouth.
"Fuck," he growled, his grip tight on my hair, riding that line between pain and pleasure perfectly. "Fuck, Sage. You're so fucking perfect."
I hummed my appreciation around his cock, and his rhythm faltered, his hips stuttering. He was close, I could tell, and when his thrusts picked up, I dug my nails into his thighs, holding on as he took what he needed.
"Sage," he cried out, his grip on my hair almost painful, and I moaned around his cock, urging him on. "Oh, fuck," his body was shaking, his breathing labored, and his cock jerked and pulsed, filling my mouth with his come.
I swallowed as much as I could, but some still escaped.
"Fucking hell, Sage," Noah chuckled, his thumb sweeping up the spill. He put his thumb to my mouth, and I licked the digit clean. "Bend over so I can finish my meal while my cock recovers from this clever mouth."
I didn't have to be told twice. I was up and on all fours in a flash, and soon Noah's tongue was back at my core. When his fingers sank into me, I was so wet that there was little resistance. Noah chuckled, sucking on my clit for a beat before looking up at me, "You're dripping."
"Please," I whined, "Noah, please. Knot me."
He kept teasing me, his mouth everywhere except where I needed it, and as his fingers worked their magic, he started kissing my thighs, then the curve of my ass, and up my back. I shivered as he licked the shell of my ear.
"You're sure about this?"
I nodded, pushing my ass against him, feeling his hardness. "Yes," I gasped, "Yes, please. Give me your knot."
"Anything for you," he murmured, and lined himself up, pushing inside me.
My hands fisted in the sheets, and I moaned. He was thicker and rock hard, despite having come down my throat just moments ago, but Noah never disappointed.
"God," I whimpered, "You're so fucking big." "And you're so fucking tight, mate."
He was thrusting slowly, working up to a hard, deep rhythm that had me clawing at the bed, panting and crying out his name. Noah was everywhere, palming my asscheeks before one hand slid around to roll my clit between his fingers.
"Come for me, Luna," he growled, nipping the sensitive scent gland on my neck, shooting pure white pleasure through me. "I want to feel it."
I moaned his name, the sound turning into a scream as the tension finally snapped and I came hard. My knees threatened to drop me to the mattress, but my mate was there, holding me up as he filled me over and over again. Noah's teeth sank into my neck, and the sting was perfect.
"Mine," he growled, his thrusts going unsteady, "My mate, mine."
"Yes," I hissed, meeting his movement for movement, "and you're mine, Noah."
My words drove him over the edge, and with a sound that was closer to a roar than a moan, Noah came, his seed burning hot inside of me. His knot swelled, and instead of sinking his teeth into my neck again, he peppered kisses over my shoulders and neck as he settled us into a spooning position.
"You're amazing," I sighed, relaxing against him. "I love you so much."
"I love you too," he whispered, his hand resting on my swollen belly. "Forever, Sage." I fell asleep with a smile on my face, content, safe, and so, so loved.
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THE END