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The sun's rays filtered through the open window, lighting up the room and waking her up. The sun was shining brightly outside, and her lids flutter opened and closed several times as her eyes adjusted to the brightness. She took a look around and discovered an empty room. The curtains were slightly parted over the open window, allowing light and fresh air in. She slid out of bed slowly, allowing her stiff muscles to adjust. She stood in front of the window, soaking in the cool autumn breeze. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, flowing in the autumn breeze and his scent that surrounded her. Her cheeks are flushed with a light pink blush as she recalls the events of the previous night. She had lost control over her mind and things happened. She sighed and entered the restroom. She took off her shirt and stepped under the showerhead. As cold water washed away every trace of sweat, stiffness, and tiredness in her muscles, she sighed and closed her eyes.

Her thoughts returned to the letter and the assassins. And, of course, what Meatpacker had said. He's in desperate need of blood! He's not going to stop until he gets what he wants. The mere thought caused her to close her eyes and clench her fist. She slammed her fist into the wall and blinked open her eyes.

"I've become frail!" She grumbled to herself.

She stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her naked self after washing her hair and body. She went into the closet, on her tiptoe, and changed into a comfortable oversized t-shirt and shorts. She blotted her hair with a towel and let it air dry completely. She emerged from the closet to find Aiden sitting on the bed. He looked up at her and with long strides, he stopped in front of her. He embraced her in a loving warm hug, which she returned.

"How are you feeling?" His voice was tinged with concern as he inquired.

"Good."

"Would you like some breakfast?" he said, pulling away from the hug.

"Yeah, I'm starving," He smiled and nodded as she spoke.

"All right, I'll get you something to eat."

Before he could turn around, she said

"Erm, I'm sorry. About last night, you know when I tried to..." her gaze dropped, and he stood straight in front of her.

"When you tried to help yourself and take me?" His voice was low and coaxed to sound huskier.

"Yeah," she said without looking up, and he moved closer to her. She took a step back with each step he took towards her.

"That was your dominant side showing, and you tried to take what was rightfully yours. And believe me, baby, just thinking about how you claimed me as yours turns me on."

When he finished his sentence, she looked up to see a playful smirk on his lips. He enclosed her with the wall and pressed his prominent bulge over her stomach.

"That was due to the...heat," she blurted out as he drew his lips closer to hers. He hummed as his hand ran gently over her bare thigh. Her mind was fogged up with memories of his hand all over her body and the pleasure he had brought her. She couldn't help but wish she could feel the same way again.

"Nonetheless, you claimed me as yours, love. And I'm glad you did because I'm yours as much as you are mine and you own me." He said, and she raised her eyes to look at him. His playful smirk had vanished, replaced by a genuine smile and sincerity in his eyes. She could see right through his meaning of what he said, leaving her speechless. It is extremely rare for an Alpha male to tell someone, let alone his mate, that she owns him. Males in a werewolf society treat their mate as fragile glassware that they believe they own, hiding them behind closed doors. His strong hand gliding up her thigh, stopping close to her core but never touching. She felt wetness between her thighs and saw a smirk on his lips when he sniffed her arousal. He brought his lips closer to her ear and whispered in coaxing his voice,

"I'm hungry, should I make us an omelet?"

"Hm, that's sounds good." She whispered looking at him

"Neh, maybe I want something warm and...moist." his words made her stomach flip and her core throb,

"Like what?"

"...pancakes, with hot warm syrup all over. Something juicy like that to munch on."

"Yeah, that sounds okay too."

"You mean you like the sound of me bitting that pancake while the warm juices flow all over my mouth and tongue?" His velvety voice and the tone of tease made her breath hitch and the pool of desire intensify.

"I'll get us breakfast." His lips barely touched her earlobe and he pulled back walking away.

"We'll play if that's what you desire." He left the room with a wink thrown her way after she grumbled.

When Aiden arrived with their breakfast, Ariel was sitting on the bed under the duvet. He brought a plate full of maple syrup-soaked pancakes.

"I love pancakes," she said softly, dipping her finger in the maple syrup and putting it in her mouth without breaking eye contact with him. She gently sucked her finger and yanked it out with a pop. She noticed his eyes following her movement and his jaw clenching. He cut the pancakes and placed a spoonful in front of her mouth. She took the bite while looking him in the eyes. She moaned, closing her eyes, at the taste. The duvet slipped down, exposing her long legs. She sat straight in front of him, slightly spreading her legs to give him a good view. She had removed the shorts she was wearing and was now in nothing but an oversized t-shirt and undies. His chest rumbled in low growls, and she hid the smirk that was forming on her lips. The shirt slipped down, exposing her shoulder and unmarked neck. She pushed her hair behind her back, exposing her bare shoulder to him. When she looked into his eyes, she noticed that they had darkened significantly. She arched her brows, asking him to feed her, and he placed another spoonful in front of her mouth. She ate the spoonfuls of pancakes and licked her lips clean from the dripping syrup.

"Stop doing that, mate." He grumbled, and she played dumb,

"Stop doing what?" She cocked her chin.

"Stop putting my patience to the test by teasing me." He said with a low growl.

"I'm teasing you? What exactly are you talking about?" She smirked

"You are well aware of what you are doing. Stop before I decide to punish you."

"How do you intend to punish me?" She said and he stepped closer to her until his hot breath fanned over her skin and placed his hand on her bare thigh.

"I'll bend you over with your ass up high in the air and spank your cute little ass until it's bright red and you under my mercy," Her breath caught and he kissed her impossibly close to her lips, his hand gave her thigh a squeeze and pulled back. He stepped back and said

"Finish your meal and take some rest. I have some work to attend to." With a gentle teasing touch, he drew his hand away from her thigh. He straightened up and exited the room. She sat, leaning against the headboard, and dug into the food. She walked around the room after finishing the food and decided to check on the wound. The wound remained raw and angry red. She changed the dressing and applied some ointment. She walked around the room and opened the door to look outside. She looked to the right and left; the hall was empty except for that one warrior.

"Are you looking for something Luna?" The warrior inquired.

"Yes, can you tell me where your Alpha is?" She asked as she couldn't think of anything else.

"His Highness is at the training grounds, Luna." He responded, and she entered the room after a brief thank you. She sat on the bed, her mind racing with the prospect of training. She hadn't trained or done any kind of practice or exercise in a long time. She was aware that a war was approaching and she needed to be in top physical condition. It was a great time to start sweating again. She entered the closet and, after rummaging through the small selection of clothes, discovered a pair of black yoga pants and a sports bra. The yoga pant ended just above her belly button, and the sports bra exposed more than she would have liked. She wore a simple jacket to cover up and wore her hair up in a messy bun. She didn't need any kind of unnecessary attention while training. She exited the room wearing some black training shoes. The warrior looked at her with questioning eyes and she said,

"Please take me to the training grounds."

"Of course, Luna." The warrior bowed and started walking leading her toward the training grounds. As she walked behind the warrior, her hands were in her jacket pocket. The warrior was well-built, and she was nearly as tall as the warrior. The wolves stared at her unkindly as they walked through the long corridors, and she gave them fake small smiles. The wolves bowed their heads and took their gaze away from her. She walked behind the warrior with her head held high, not paying much attention to the nasty stares. Even though her presence screamed power and authority and the pheromones surrounding her made everyone acknowledge her presence.

Aiden was sparring with a wolf from the Dawn Pack when he noticed her exiting the castle. The warrior with her bowed and stepped behind, standing by the door. She looked at him, feeling his gaze sweep over her figure, and began jogging around the training grounds. The majority of the attention on the training grounds was focused on her. As most of them had no idea who she is because they were not present when she arrived in the pack. Low growls came from the warriors of the Royal pack and they went back to training. Ariel jogged around the training grounds, occasionally looking over at the Alpha male. His presence appeared to be very powerful, and the way he moved around with such grace in his steps demonstrated how well he was built and trained.

She couldn't help but imagine how his body would feel and look like working and sweating overs hers as he takes her every way. His eyes locked with hers as he felt her hot gaze over his form. And he saw desire in them for a brief moment before she looked away. She jogged around the training grounds gracefully, her steps were silent, and she didn't even lose a breath. She came to a halt after a while and began lightly stretching. Her gaze never left his. He noticed how her gaze swept over the female wolves gawking at him around the training grounds. At their staring, a dark shadow fell across her face, and a mischievous smirk formed on his lips. He worked hard on sparring and sweating, his shirt clinging to his sweaty form, showcasing the hard muscles beneath the fabric. He felt her gaze on him but didn't turn to face her. Aiden was strangling the wolf as he tapped out. He rose from the ground and walked closer to where a warrior with a towel and water awaited him. He drank the water while maintaining eye contact with her. Another wolf approached him and asked if he could spare with him. He agreed and removed his shirt, claiming it was becoming clingy. The she-wolves were eyeing his perfectly sculpted muscular body and almost devouring him with their eyes. He noticed her narrow her eyes at him and the shadow over her face darken. She turned around after sweeping her gaze over the she-wolves. He frowned at her sudden lack of interest. She didn't even look at him as she lightly stretched and squatted. Her pant material hugged her body like a glove, revealing her thick thighs and plump backside. Heads turned to her, and his eyes stripped her down as well. As much as he enjoyed the view he couldn't help but feel rage and jealousy as the majority of the males were eyeing her hungrily. She could feel his piercing gaze and see his irritated expression. She smirked and fixed her gaze on him. She slowly undid her jacket's zipper and removed it. She noticed a pause in his breathing and his burning gaze was drawn to her body. His eyes moved from her eyes to her neck to her chest, lingering on the low cut of her sports bra and her exposed bosom. All the way down to the abs that adorned her torso. She had a good build for a female. Not overly muscular, and not overly thin. She stretched her body showing off the flexing of her muscles and how flexible she was. Slowly bent over to fix her shoelaces, and turning around she began doing push-ups followed by a jump. Her breasts swung with each jump, and his beast peered and clawed from behind his barrier. His beast was enraged, but he was too preoccupied with checking out his female. He looked around as his beast growled at him. Males were staring at her, while females were staring daggers at her. Males desired her, while females desired to be her. Aiden noticed all the unmated males' eyes swiping inappropriately over her figure, and a thunderous growl erupted from deep within his chest. Everyone bowed their heads and exposed their necks to the Alpha male.

On the other hand, she had a small smirk on her lips. She could feel his burning gaze and the warmth of his body approaching her. His steps came to a halt right behind her, and she rose to face him. His eyes were dark, and the veins on his neck were visible. He was still shirtless, and her gaze shifted from his sweat-drenched torso to his eyes.

"What happened, Alpha?" With an innocent glint in her eyes, she inquired, looking through her long lashes. His chest vibrated with a low growl as she collapsed her hand in front of her, pushing her breasts out slightly.

"What exactly do you think you're doing?" He inquired, and she tilted her head to the side, a puzzled expression on her face.

"Exercising. I assumed you noticed."

"I noticed a lot of other things as well."

"Like what?" She asked,

"Like how you're inflaming me. You are well aware of what you do to me.

"Yeah, well you started it," she said, smirking.

"And I'll finish it as well."

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