Chapter 25

chapter 25

. . .

Carmen

T he rest of the Alpha Compound was alive with chaos as people were alerted to what was happening. The clamor of the crowd rang in my ears as Jaxon carried me through the commotion. Werewolves and guards loyal to Henry rushed past us, their expressions a mix of shock and urgency at the audacity of the attack.

They didn’t even glance our way as they hurried into the mansion to save their leader.

“Oh my god,” I gasped, my chest heaving with each breath. Fear constricted my heart as tears streamed down my cheeks. My alphas weren’t safe at all right now. “We need to go back! Logan and the pack…”

“They can take care of themselves,” Jaxon replied gruffly, his hazel eyes meeting mine for a moment before turning back to the path ahead. His naked body moved fluidly, muscles rippling beneath his tattoo-covered skin as he sprinted down the street—a familiar sight for an alpha after shifting.

“This is so horrible,” I cried, panic rising within me at the number of loyalists supporting Henry.

“Helping you is my priority right now,” Jaxon said tersely, his jaw set. His silence about the situation infuriated me, but there was something in the depths of his eyes that revealed his own fear.

“Where the hell are we going to go now?” I asked. The only refuge I could think of was my small apartment or my mother’s home.

“You will stay at our pack house,” Jaxon replied, continuing to run through the streets as if carrying a heavily pregnant omega didn’t faze him.

Taking deep breaths, I watched the streets blur by while people raised the alarm. A large group of werewolves brandished a black and red flag—one that wasn’t Henry’s. They rushed toward Henry’s mansion, shouting about his downfall.

Hope surged in my heart that Logan and the pack would at least have some backup.

Jaxon continued running without pause until we finally reached a quiet street lined with sizable pack houses.

As Jaxon carried me through the gated entrance of a grand estate, I couldn't help but stare at the two life-sized ostrich sculptures that flanked the front door.

The sprawling white mansion loomed before us, illuminated by soft golden lights that framed its ornate architecture. A marble fountain featuring a howling wolf dominated the center of the circular driveway, surrounded by meticulously manicured gardens.

“Is this the house?” I asked, my anxiety still lingering at the edges of my mind. “It’s beautiful.”

Jaxon shifted me in his arms, glancing down at me. “Yes.”

My heart clenched, and I bit my lip. I remembered Tyler’s claim that he was my alpha now. Jaxon quickly opened the door using a code and locked it behind us.

As we entered the house, I caught glimpses of the opulent interior—gleaming polished floors, high ceilings adorned with elaborate chandeliers, and priceless works of art lining the walls. But I couldn’t focus on the beauty around me; my thoughts were consumed with worry for the pack.

Jaxon deposited me onto the couch, then went onto grab two glasses of water for us.

My thoughts were all over the place.

Everything was moving too fast, and my pack was in danger. Jaxon tried to soothe me when he noticed that I wasn’t relaxing against the couch.

“There’s no use in worrying right now,” he said gently. “You need to rest. All this stress isn’t good for the baby.”

“I can’t relax right now,” I whispered, taking deep breaths as I sipped the cold water. Jaxon watched me with concern as he rubbed my back.

“Maybe taking you to your nest will help calm you,” he suggested as I numbly set the glass down. Nothing would calm me at this moment.

“It doesn’t matter,” I said listlessly.

Jaxon lifted me once more, carrying me up the tall staircase.

“Don’t give up hope,” he said, walking down the hallway with me in his arms. “They’re still alive. I can feel it.”

“Oh,” I replied, the sinking feeling in my stomach easing slightly. “Could you feel it if something happened to them?”

“Yes, I feel the pain of our pack or any strong emotions they have. You will, too, once we mark you, babe.”

As he set me down in a plush blue nest filled with soft cushions and velvety pillows, I sank into its luxurious embrace, surprised by how comfortable it felt against my stressed muscles.

“Interesting,” I murmured.

“I will let you know immediately if anything happens,” Jaxon reassured me, massaging my tense shoulders. “But for now, they’re all okay.”

It also reminded me that Jaxon was my alpha now .

“Why did Tyler join the pack?” I asked, desperate for any information that might make sense of my swirling emotions. “Was it forced or something?”

Jaxon hesitated, his hands stilling on my shoulders.

“Tyler felt guilty as hell for leaving you,” he confessed. “He was the only one who knew how to get into Henry’s place, and Logan figured a bigger pack would have a better chance of success.”

“It’s going to be really hard for me to forgive him for the way he ended things,” I said slowly. “I really don’t think I can get over it.”

“Tyler is your alpha now,” Jaxon whispered, and my stomach clenched. I didn’t know if it was from fear or arousal.

“And you’re mine now, too,” I said, giving him a small smile. “That’s the best thing that came out of this whole ‘joining of forces’.”

“Do you really think so?”

“I do.”

As much as I wanted to deny it, part of me knew that Tyler and his pack would always hold some power over my heart—no matter how hard I tried to resist.

The darkness of the room wrapped around us like a cocoon for the next few minutes. Jaxon’s muscular body pressed against my back as he sat behind me.

His strong arms encircled me, and I could feel the heat radiating from his skin, calming my frazzled nerves even as it stirred something else deep within me.

“Can’t believe I missed it all,” Jaxon murmured, his voice rough with regret as his hands, which had been massaging my shoulders, slowly slid down my arms and then across my pregnant belly. “The day you found out you were expecting... all those months after.”

I swallowed, my heart aching at the raw emotion in his words.

“It’s okay,” I whispered, trying to reassure him that I had no hard feelings. “I know you had to follow Tyler’s orders.”

“Doesn’t make it any easier,” he admitted, his breath warm against my ear as his hand continued its journey, slipping down my belly and between my legs. The moment his palm cupped my pussy, my breathing hitched. My arousal ignited within me.

“Jaxon,” I gasped, unable to suppress my moans.

“I missed you so fucking much, Carmen,” he whispered as I relaxed against him, tilting my head to one side. He took advantage of the exposed skin, his lips attacking my neck with a ferocity that left me breathless. Jaxon nibbled and sucked on my skin, kissing every inch of my neck. “I want to mark you.”

My breathing grew harder, and my heart raced wildly. “I want it too.”

Then, without warning, he bit me. The pain was sharp and unforgiving.

Suddenly, tendrils of heat swirled around my belly and down to my pussy, our permanent connection forming with an intensity that left me panting.

“Oh my god,” I whispered as my breasts heaved from arousal.

“You’re mine now, forever,” Jaxon growled, his tone equal parts possessive and tender. “Henry will never lay his hands on you again, if it’s the last thing I do.”

Desire coursed through me at his words, the fire from his mark flowing through my entire being. Jaxon gently kissed and licked the tender spot on my neck to calm the burn.

He hugged me from behind, and my entire body trembled with anticipation. I wanted him .

I could feel the dampness between my thighs growing as he continued to tease me, his hands lifting my white dress until it bunched around my hips.

His fingers gently traced my naked pussy lips until more slick bubbled out. Then he inserted a finger inside my channel.

“God, you’re so fucking wet, Carmen,” he growled thickly. He removed his finger from my pussy, a stream of sticky slick following. “Do you want a big alpha to take care of you, honey?”

“Mhm, I missed you too,” I gasped for air, leaning back against him, weak. “I need you.”

“What do you need, honey?” He asked, pushing two fingers inside my pussy, stretching me as he kissed my neck.

“I need your big knot,” I whispered, as if a crowd of people were listening to us. But it was just us in this dark room, cuddled in my new nest.

“You drive me crazy, omega,” he said, moving until he was in front of me. Then he took my hand and rested it over his massive cock. “Do you feel what you do to me?”

I could feel the heat radiating from him, the throbbing pulse of his arousal. I licked my lips in surprise, remembering the sight of him running naked through the streets earlier.

“Jaxon, were you this hard out there?” I asked, my voice breathy and teasing.

“Only for you, honey,” he replied, his voice husky. “Forever with you.”

I blushed at his response as I squeezed his massive cock in my hands. “I love that you’re hard for me.”

“Lay back and spread yourself for me,” he grunted, and my breathing quickened as he helped me lie on my back on the cushions. “Open your legs, honey.”

At his urging, I opened my legs wider, my pulse racing and my palms growing clammy as I surrendered myself to him .

He leaned down, pressing tender kisses onto my swollen belly, his warm breath making me shiver.

“Oh my,” I breathed, craving more of him and gripping his forearms tightly. “Please, Jax, I need you inside me.”

Just as I thought I couldn’t take anymore, I felt the pressure of his hardness against my entrance.

He slowly pushed inside me, the sensation of being filled by him sending a rush of tingles all over my body. Our moans mingled together as he began to thrust, the room filling with the sounds of our skin against skin and heavy breathing.

I savored each thrust of his cock into me.

“Jaxon, I missed you so much,” I cried out, my pussy stretching deliciously around him with each powerful stroke.

“Fuck, I missed you more,” he growled, his cock pumping furiously into me, the thrusts bringing me closer to ecstasy.

But just as we neared the peak, his cell phone rang, the shrill tone slicing through the passion-filled air. He paused mid-thrust, snarling as he grabbed his phone from the floor.

My pussy clenched and throbbed around his warm cock while I waited impatiently beneath him.

Jaxon’s eyes never left mine as he pressed the phone to his ear, answering gruffly, “What’s going on?”

I tried to keep my breathing under control, not wanting whoever was on the other line to hear what we were doing.

“Are you really banging Carmen right now?” Tyler’s voice came through loud and clear, making me blush furiously. Jaxon smirked at me, unfazed by the question.

“Fuck yeah, I am. Now, get on with it. Did you all make it okay?” he growled, maintaining eye contact with me the entire time as he slowly thrust in and out of me while squeezing my breast with his other hand .

“Yeah, he’s dead.”

“Fuck yes,” said Jaxon, hanging up the phone and immediately continuing to thrust into me with even more energy than before. “No one’s stopping me from knotting you tonight, honey. I love you.”

His final pump sent me over the edge, my scream mingling with his growl.

“I love you too,” I screamed as my orgasm took over my entire body, making me tremble and shake. His cock began to swell rapidly, knotting me to him. My climax, combined with the sensation of his cock swelling inside me, intensified the pleasure coursing through me.

We lay there, panting heavily, our bodies shining with sweat. Jaxon cuddled me from the side, pulling me against him while gently rubbing my back.

“I can’t believe we had sex while the pack was fighting for their lives,” I said, suddenly feeling guilty for losing control like this.

“They’re okay,” he reassured me. “Just like I said they would be. We did our duty as alpha and omega.”

“So is it my role to just lie down on command and get bred?” I asked playfully, glaring at him with a mischievous twinkle in my eyes.

“Hmm,” he started, a twinkle in his eye indicating he wasn’t opposed to the idea. “It’s called making love to our queen. You are our queen, and you will get knotted whenever you need it—to carry our babies.”