41. Chapter 41

Chapter 41

-Reese-

F our days slipped by in a blur. I hadn’t slept at all, consumed by the desire to see Naomi, but also driven by a determination to prove that this distance between us was futile. With each passing moment, the ache of separation grew stronger. As dusk began to settle on the fourth day, I found myself unable to bear it any longer. The absence of Naomi from the house only intensified my frustration. Knowing her dedicated nature, I realized that her absence from even her usual tasks indicated the depth of her commitment to maintaining this distance. Yet, far from easing my mind, this realization only fueled my determination.

In the midst of an important meeting, I abruptly stood up, the room falling silent as all eyes turned to me. Ignoring the questioning stares, I left without a word, descending the stairs with purposeful strides before storming outside. Though I didn’t run, my steps were resolute as I made my way to Naomi’s house. Despite my initial resolve to wait for her to yield, I found myself unable to resist the pull of our connection. I couldn’t quite define what that connection was—whether it was a mate bond or something else—but I knew I needed to see her.

As I approached the house, the door swung open, revealing Naomi dressed in running attire, earphones dangling from her hand. She froze at the sight of me, and for a moment, we stood in silence. Then, without a word, I closed the distance between us.

“Okay, enough!” I shouted. She looked up at me, confusion etched on her face, but my anger clouded my perception, preventing me from seeing how utterly exhausted she truly was.

“This distance thing ends now,” I demanded, my tone firm.

“It’s only been four days,” she murmured, attempting to evade me, but I blocked her path.

“Four days of pure agony. Am I the only one feeling it?”

She shrugged, refusing to meet my gaze or offer a response. Determined to make her listen, I seized her arm, forcing her to focus on me.

“Naomi, I can’t take it any longer. This distance is crushing me. Hasn’t it proven that it doesn’t work?” I pleaded.

She stared at me blankly, as if the vibrant spirit I once knew had vanished into thin air. What had happened to her while I kept my distance? Slowly, she reached for my hand, brushing it down, before silently moving past me. I watched as she walked ahead, picking up the pace and disappearing into the distance.

Is she running from us? my wolf inquired, mirroring my confusion.

“I cannot believe her,” I snarled in frustration.

Then chase her and make her listen , he suggested.

As I watched her disappear into the distance, something dark and primal stirred within me—a possessive need to claim what was rightfully mine. Despite feeling somewhat detached from myself, I made the decision to pursue her. With determined strides, I closed the distance between us. When she heard my approach, she glanced back over her shoulder, a look of surprise crossing her features. Ignoring her attempts to flee, I maintained my pursuit, knowing that challenging an Alpha on edge was a futile endeavor.

Changing pace along with her, I effortlessly kept up with her, confident that this hunt would be a straightforward one. Despite the fear evident in Naomi’s eyes as I drew closer, I could sense that it wasn’t the only emotion she was experiencing. Her sweet and alluring scent ensured that I didn’t lose her trail.

I was determined to catch her, and when I did, I wouldn’t hold back. Just as I was about to reach her, Naomi used a rock to propel herself into the air and mid-flight, she shifted, her clothes tearing away as her phone and earphones dropped to the ground with a soft plop on the earth below. A beautiful, albeit smaller wolf, suddenly stood before me, causing me to freeze in awe. She glanced back briefly before darting off into the distance.

Me! Let me out! my wolf’s voice echoed within me, his eagerness to chase after Naomi’s wolf clear. I recognized this as the perfect opportunity for them to meet.

I relinquished control, feeling the rush of power surge through my veins as the transformation took hold. Soon, a sandy-colored wolf, mirroring the color of my hair, stood in my place. With a deep growl reverberating through the woods, I pursued Naomi, her scent guiding me. Despite her attempts to blend into the foliage, her darker brown coat offered little concealment against my heightened senses.

With excitement coursing through my veins and adrenaline propelling me forward, I ran faster than I had ever thought possible, driven by the urgent desire to catch up to the elusive female before me. Barely feeling like myself, my heart pounded eagerly in my chest as I advanced.

As I closed in on her, I veered to the side, colliding with her and sending us both tumbling across the forest floor in a blur of motion. She whimpered and attempted to snap at me, but I responded with a growl, asserting my dominance. Before long, she found herself beneath me, submitting to my strength, her whimpers a testament to her surrender. Towering over her, my wolf form exuded a primal power that eclipsed hers. Tilting her head back, she exposed her neck in a gesture of submission, eliciting a growl of satisfaction from deep within me. A powerful need surged from my wolf into my being.

He snarled once more before leaning down to bite at her neck, though not breaking the skin—a symbolic display of dominance. She whimpered again, acknowledging her place before me. My wolf continued to assert his desires through his biting, and she shifted, offering herself to him. With no further hesitation, he initiated the mating, releasing his bite to claim her fully. Doubt dissolved as they both embraced their union. He accepted her, and she embraced him willingly.

As they reached a mutual understanding, they relinquished their control, granting Naomi and me our power once more. Despite this, my hips continued their rhythmic movements, driving deep into her wet warmth. She cried out in ecstasy beneath me as I took her forcefully on the forest floor, my own primal groans drowning out the world around us. I claimed her as my own, her cries escalating as her orgasm approached under my relentless thrusts. She had run, but now she belonged to me, and she surrendered eagerly, reaching out to draw me closer. Leaning down to her ear, I panted breathlessly.

“You’re mine,” I declared.

“Reese...”

“You’re mine and mine alone.”

Lost in the overwhelming pleasure, I paid little heed to the discomfort of the forest floor beneath us. The sensation of her tight warmth consumed me, driving me toward a climax that promised to be explosive. As I finally succumbed to ecstasy, releasing myself inside her, I marked her with my scent, ensuring she understood that she belonged to me.

-Naomi-

I hadn’t experienced anything so overpowering, nor had I ever felt something so undeniably right. I didn’t resist when my wolf presented herself. She had made her choice, and I eagerly followed suit. Despite the tenderness between my legs and the weight of the Alpha above me still attempting to assert dominance, waves of pleasure coursed through my veins, a reminder of the incredible orgasms he had given me.

In the aftermath, we lay panting, both of us struggling to overcome the intensity of our encounter. We were immobilized by the encounter, unable to move or even separate from each other. Reese began to nuzzle the spot where he would mark me, but I gently shook my head.

“They still haven’t said the word,” I reminded him.

“We don’t need further proof. They accept each other,” he declared.

“Reese...”

“I claim you. I don’t need to hear that word shouted in my head. You’re my mate, Naomi,” he assured me, filling me with a warmth so profound it brought tears to my eyes.

Sensing my distress, Reese reached for my chin, turning my head to face him.

“Did I hurt you, little mate?” he inquired, his voice soft as a purr, conveying his genuine concern.

I shook my head, unable to articulate my feelings. Instead, I drew closer to him, tangling my fingers in his hair and pulling him nearer.

“Why are you crying?” he whispered in my ear.

“I-I want you so much,” I admitted, my voice trembling. “These four days broke me...”

“Then why didn’t you come to me? I didn’t want the distance.”

“I-I couldn’t. I’m scared to lose you,” I confessed, tears streaming down my cheeks.

“It won’t happen. I won’t allow it,” he vowed, kissing my neck tenderly to reinforce his words.

“But what if it did?” I choked out.

“No, you’re mine now,” he insisted.

I continued to cry, overwhelmed by emotion, but deep down, I knew I couldn’t let him go now. It was simply unthinkable.