Chapter Thirty-Two

Cartan

Witnessing my Omega's radiant happiness filled me with a joy that words couldn't adequately express. I longed for that smile to grace her lips continuously, and I was willing to do whatever it took to ensure her ongoing happiness. It was the most precious thing in the world to me, second only to her body and the tiny life growing inside her. That life was becoming more robust with each passing moment, drawing energy from my Omega. It meant I had to make sure she kept eating, even if it was just a little. As the party continued and people consumed more drinks, the presence inside her seemed to become increasingly aware. I observed this intriguing change in Kiandra, although I wasn't sure if she had noticed it herself as she remained engrossed in conversation with the others. She was a remarkably curious creature, and I couldn't help but adore her even more.

When another Beta male nearly brushed against her, I sensed a surge of tension within my mate, prompting me to pull her closer and position her in front of me, protecting her from unwanted attention. Kiandra merely smiled up at me, seemingly viewing my response as a slight overreaction.

However, I had discerned that it was not her but the tiny life inside her that had reacted to the proximity of another man's scent. This gave rise to a theory in my mind, but I chose to keep it to myself for now. Kiandra was relishing the evening, getting to know our customs and the people, and she appeared to be fitting right in. Once I located her sisters, I hoped she could guide them into accepting this as their perfect home. She would ensure they found their place here by their Alpha's side.

Suddenly, Kiandra turned in my arms, her eyes fixed on me with a request in her gaze. "Can we dance?"

I growled softly, aware of how close she would be to other Alphas and their scents of arousal in the dancing crowd, and shook my head.

"Why not?" she questioned, her eyes slightly glazed, possibly from a bit too much indulgence.

"Because I'd have to kill my own clan members for letting their scent rub off all over you if we did," I replied.

"But I want to try." Kiandra moved sensuously against me, swaying her hips beneath my hands and pressing herself closer. She was a bewitching temptress, and I was thoroughly enchanted by her. However, I couldn't allow other Alphas to inadvertently touch her, especially with that little life growing inside her. I had become even more protective of her. If she wished to dance, I'd let her put on a private performance just for me. So, I lifted her up, and our lips met in a passionate kiss. Kiandra believed I was taking her to the dance circle, but I had other plans. I carried us away from the festivities, my control slipping.

My little Omega pulled away, realizing we were heading in the opposite direction. "That's the wrong way," she pointed out.

"No, it's the right way," I assured her as I brought her back to our tent. She wriggled in my arms, attempting to break free and return to the party. When her feet touched the ground, she ran for the opening of the tent. Her determination to tease me amused me. I followed her, catching her just outside the tent and hoisting her over my shoulder.

"No! Cartan! The party!" she protested, kicking her legs in the air.

"We'll return once I've marked you. My scent isn't even on your skin anymore."

"What? You want me soaked with your seed before we go back?" she teased.

"Definitely," I replied, guiding her back inside. I led her to where my desk was, causing papers and books to scatter in all directions before I gently placed her on its surface.

She looked up at me with a seductive smile, her long hair cascading down the edge of the desk. Her hair, styled in the traditional manner of the Tesarian Wolves, added an exotic allure to her appearance. Each clan had its own unique way of doing their hair, and the Tesarian style suited my Omega perfectly. It only fueled my desire for her, and I lifted her dress, eager to be inside her.

Her small hands worked on the strings of my pants, and together, we got them lowered before I slid inside her. Her body resisted my intrusion at first, not fully prepared to accept me, but I slipped a hand between us to tease her clit. Her moans filled the room as she leaned her head back, and I penetrated her fully. As I began thrusting into her wetness, she clamped down around me so tightly that it almost took my breath away, and we had barely begun.

My Omega was incredibly sensitive, her own desires urging her on despite her longing to return to the party. I adjusted our position, standing up and wrapping a hand around her neck while continuing our passionate mating. She trembled and cried out my name, the desk creaking beneath us due to our combined fervor and my powerful thrusts. She was beyond my wildest dreams. Initially, I thought I needed an Omega merely to produce strong heirs and validate my worth, but my Omega had filled a void I hadn't even realized existed. Her presence completed me, and I was eternally grateful for her. I allowed my instincts to take over, marking her inner walls so she would bear my scent completely before we returned.

"Now we can go back," I murmured, but my mate's hands continued to explore my body. Then, she dug her nails into my ass and pulled me closer, causing a deep growl of pleasure to escape my lips.

"Go back where?" she inquired, her tone filled with innocence, and I smiled against her neck, showering it with kisses. The thought of returning to the party was quickly fading from both our minds.

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When I woke in the middle of the night, it was the sensation of coldness against my skin that roused me from slumber. An immediate sense of unease gripped me, and I hastily opened my eyes, only to discover an empty space beside me. Panic surged within me as my Alpha instincts roared in anger at the absence of my mate, who should have been nestled at my side in our shared nest.

We hadn't returned to the party as planned. Instead, we had spent the evening engaged in passionate mating before drifting off to sleep. The fact that my Omega had left my side now filled me with dread. I knew she needed me close at this moment, and I feared the worst as I reached for a long, dark linen fabric to wrap around my waist. Storming outside the tent, I grabbed a knife along the way, prepared for whatever I might find.

As I stepped outside, I was met with a breathtaking sight that left me stunned. The same horse that Kiandra had been gently stroking by a small water hole had returned, and this time, my Omega was riding the horse in the nude, right in front of our tent. She wasn't going fast, and her soft laughter reached my ears, causing my heart to race as I beheld the surreal scene before me. I had never seen anything more beautiful. Did she even realize what she was doing? It seemed she was in some sort of dreamlike state as she clung to the horse's mane. Her behavior was unlike anything I had ever witnessed from her. However, the mare eventually slowed down, and Kiandra leaned over its back, embracing it, before her eyes locked onto mine.

She pushed herself up, waving at me with a smile before gracefully sliding off the horse's back. Tenderly, she stroked the animal's skin and planted a kiss on it before the white horse galloped away through the camp. I walked over to my mate, enfolding her in my arms, thankful that no one else had witnessed her vulnerable state.

"This is a very peculiar dream, but I rather like it," she told me, her words revealing her belief that she was still in a dream.

I kissed the top of her head before scooping her up. She giggled happily, wrapping one arm around my neck while gazing at me with affection.

"What did I say about leaving the tent without me?" I teased her, watching as she bit down on her lower lip.

"Not to," she replied.

"Exactly. And what did you do?"

"I left the tent," she confessed, her breathing quickening slightly.

"Without any clothes," I added.

"Are you going to punish me?" she inquired, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"I most certainly am," I declared, carrying her to our bedroom. I placed her down gently, and she attempted to slide into our nest for protection. However, I swiftly grabbed her leg and flipped her onto her stomach before delivering a playful swat to her behind. She gasped, her arousal intensifying, and my own desire surged instantly. I gave her another playful spank, the sound echoing in the silent night, and she groaned but pressed back, eager for more. It appeared my mate enjoyed a bit of pain, and I wasted no time in shedding my own clothing before positioning her on her hands and knees. I administered a few more spanks, causing her dripping core to clench and yearn for something to fill it. Sliding inside her, I heard her emit a sweet whimper.

"Alpha," she panted, and I wrapped a hand in her hair, pulling her closer as I began thrusting into her luscious body. Her cries grew louder, waking the people nearest to us, but the union between us was celebrated as they cheered for their High Alpha and High Omega.