5. Three Miracles
5
Three Miracles
REBIN
I almost dropped my mate, I laughed so hard. “I hate to tell you, silver girl, you’re not a virgin. And neither am I. Do you not remember last night?”
She arched an eyebrow at me, going the tiniest bit stiff in my arms. “Silver girl?”
I blinked. “Yeah. Silver, like the tips of your wolf’s ears.” They were so beautiful and unique, just like her. “They shone like diamonds in the dark last night.”
Whatever had bothered her, she relaxed once I explained. “I guess I’ll allow it,” she muttered. Then she pursed those lush, pouty lips, her tears long gone. “And we are virgins, sort of. It doesn’t count in wolf form.”
I snarled, nipping at her nose playfully. “It most certainly does. You could have my pup in your belly right now.”
A look of disbelief flashed in her eyes. “I… I’m too old. Twice your age.” Her lips trembled, and she pressed a hand over them. “You do deserve a mate who can bear you pups.”
Pulling her hand away from her face, I bit her fingers just hard enough for her to feel. “The Mother Moon gave you to me for a purpose, mate. If Her plan doesn’t include pups, so be it. We’ll change the world in some other way. But I’m going to fuck you every single day of our lives, and every single night, either way. The moon gave me three miracles already. Why not one more?”
“Three miracles?”
I nodded, carrying her the last few yards to the back steps of the Alpha’s Den, to the kitchen door. “She gave me my wolf last night. She gave me my mate. And she gave me a dick so hard, it could chop down a walnut tree.”
We were both laughing when Ida, the Alpha’s mother, opened the door, holding an enormous picnic basket. She set it down and gathered Annalise from me, kissing my mate’s flushed cheeks. “Oh, my favorite carver! Other than my own grandson—don’t tell him, but sometimes I even prefer your things to his; they’re so amusing. And our lost little soul, Rebby! Didn’t the Moon Goddess show Her wisdom last night? And you two honored Her so beautifully, just like the old ways call for. It was a ritual the pack will be talking about for years. All right now, let’s see. I’ve packed up all the things you like…”
She stopped hugging Annalise and began pulling items out of the picnic basket, making sure I knew which foods were my new mate’s favorites. Curiosity gnawed at me as she handed my mate a bag that rattled when it moved, and then another one that had clothing and toiletries, the two women chatting as if they were the best of friends.
The Alpha’s mother knew my mate so well, already knowing how she took her coffee and what spread she preferred on her sandwiches. How?
“Now, you know all new mated pairs are given two months to get to know each other. You don’t have to hunt or fish—we’ve stocked the cabin on the western edge of the lake just over there. Everything’s taken care of, except for the fun parts.” She nodded to the small lake that was visible from the Den. “So get to it. Go on, shoo!”
We obeyed her command gladly, half-running away from the Den together, laughing under our breath.