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I'm twitching with nerves as Bridget and I sit in the crowd. We are seated three rows back from the front, closer than last time.

Both sets of Alphas are sat on chairs on the stage, waiting for the top of the hour to start the ceremony. Bridget is aware of the plan and isn't as nervous as me, but is still a little anxious.

Neither of us can predict how the Alpha parents will react. I'm terrified about Remy calling on me.

What if they try and attack me?

Yvette and Remy are stood to one side on the stage. He says something to her and points at me in the crowd. She looks in my direction and our eyes meet. She smiles and gives me a small wave, I smile stiffly back.

Remy pointed out Yvette's mate earlier. She is a human, sat on the opposite end of this row. Poor girl, I feel for her.

She only found out about our kind a few days ago, and now she sits in the pack hall, recently turned by Yvette's mark and eagerly awaiting the time when she is called up.

The ceremony begins and I grasp my hands tightly on my lap. The Alphas greet everyone and thank them for coming. They make some long boring speech about the pack's history and how the new Alphas promise to protect us etc.

Remy and Yvette make gracious speeches as well, thanking the pack for their loyalty. Then, they move on to the vows.

They pledge to be loyal to the pack, to protect and lead justly and fairly. They recite some traditional vows and then the current Alphas renounce their titles.

I feel like my heart is in my throat as Yvette and Remy are announced the new Alphas of their packs. Everyone gets to their feet and claps loudly. The applause continues for almost a minute.

Eventually, the two Alphas ask everyone to take a seat. Remy takes the microphone.

'Thank you all, so much for continued support. As you know, our parents were planning on merging our packs,' he says, looking at Yvette, who is holding a microphone in her hands.

'But we are not going to do that,' Yvette continues, sending some gasps through the crowd. 'We will continue to be firm allies, but we will not be merging the packs because Remy and I are not mates.'

Their parents stand up and go over to their children, surprise and outrage on their faces. Remy takes a step forwards, away from his parents, whilst Yvette turns off her microphone to calm the ex-Alphas.

'My mate is Imogen Reynolds,' Remy states proudly. 'She is your Luna and I want you to accept her, just as you were ready to accept Yvette when she was claimed to be my mate. Imogen is my perfect match and I know this pack will be stronger for having her leading by my side.'

Remy's eyes meet mine and my breath catches in my throat.

Oh dear Goddess, don't make me go up there.

'Imogen? Please may you join me up here?'

Ground, swallow me up, please.

Bridget nudges me and I get to my feet, feeling like my legs have turned to jelly. I walk up to the stage on numb legs. I can feel Remy's parents looking at me as I stand next to him. He puts his arm around my waist.

'This is Imogen, your Luna,' he says proudly.

I'm shocked by the claps that break out amongst the crowd. They applaud us both and a smile breaks across my face as relief fills me.

At least the pack is on our side.

Remy thanks the pack for their support. Yvette announces her mate to her pack members, all of whom are seated on the right hand side of the hall.

Remy takes my hand and leads me off stage and out of the building. His parents follow, flabbergasted into temporary silence. I step a little closer to Remy for protection as they stand in front of us.

'You have just blown it,' his father shouts. 'Everything we planned for you!'

'Exactly. It was your plan father, not mine. I am Alpha and I have my mate. There is nothing more that I could want.'

His mother narrows her eyes at him, barely even glancing at me.

'You will regret not merging the packs, son,' she says. 'But you have made your decision, don't come to us when you realise the mistake you've made.'

Remy snorts. 'I won't.'

His father scoffs loudly and takes his mate's hand.

'Come on, he clearly needs some time to think about his decisions,' he snaps.

The two of them storm off and I breathe out shakily. I would rather they ignore me than hurl abuse at me.

'It's over,' Remy says, pulling me into his arms. 'I'm sorry about them, they'll come around in a few days, when they've calmed down.'

Even if they don't, I don't really care. They're not exactly a dream set of in-laws.

I have to say, that wasn't quite the explosive fight I was expecting. I'm pleased that they didn't verbally attack us, but I honestly thought there would be more drama than that.

Remy lifts my chin, making me meet his warm eyes.

'Do you remember what I said I was going to do next?' He asks lowly, his voice husky with sexual promise.

I can feel my nipples tighten and press against my bra. I lick my lips. 'Yes.'

Remy grasps my hand and leads me across the territory to his house. I follow him, getting more excited the closer we get.

He lets us inside and we kick off our shoes. He takes my hand again and leads me up the stairs. I barely have time to appreciate his lovely home, because he takes me straight to his bedroom.

I stand in front of his enormous bed, eyeing the piece of furniture with both wariness and excitement. Remy comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. He tightens his hold, pulling me back against his chest.

I remain still as he brushes my hair to one side and then places his mouth on my neck. He kisses a path from my neck to my shoulder and back again. The sensation feels incredible and goosebumps form on my upper arms. His teeth graze the sensitive skin of my throat and my body shudders, making Remy chuckle into my neck.

He pulls back and slides the straps of my dress down my arms. I let him undress me. The material slips down my body and pools at my feet. Wearing only panties and bra, I step forwards, out of the pile.

When I turn around, Remy is looking at my body with hunger. He's had me before, but he's never seen my body properly. He's only felt it in the dark.

He grabs the back of his t-shirt and pulls it forwards, over his head. He discards it to the side whilst I greedily take in every inch of his bare, muscular chest.

A small part of me is angry with him for ever hiding this glorious body from me. I felt it in the shadows, I thought I knew how ripped he was. No amount of exploring could have prepared me for how attractive his upper body is.

Without breaking eye contact, he hooks his thumbs in his shorts and pulls them down, taking his shorts with him. Only someone with confidence can do that. His thighs are thick with corded muscle and decorated with tattoos. The substantial member, hard and pointing towards me with desire and intent, confirms the source of his confidence.

It would be a struggle to be self-conscious with a body like this. He's my mate, I would accept him in any form. I was not expecting his form to be this delicious.

If I hadn't have had sex with him before, I wouldn't be convinced that his cock would fit. It pinched the first time and isn't exactly a loose fit, but I'm glad I didn't see it for first time, I would have been intimidated.

I unhook my bra and drop it to the floor. Remy's eyes drop to my breasts, hungrily roaming over them. My nipples harden in response.

Something comes over the both of us. Maybe the fact that we've done this before, but not in the light. We're both desperate for him to be inside me.

I don't get to take my underwear off. Remy does it for me, shredding through the fabric with one tug. He throws me onto the bed and has climbed on top of me before I can even blink.

He spreads my legs and I open them wide for him, giving him as much access as possible. He lines himself up with my entrance and then surges forwards. He fills me in one thrust and we both moan as a result.

My hands go to his shoulders, gripping them tightly as he begins thrusting into me like a man possessed. The bed frame shakes with the force of our rutting bodies. I take everything he gives me, crying out when hits the perfect spot inside of me.

I come hard and fast, moaning into his mouth as he captures my lips with his. He doesn't relent, pounding into me until one orgasm blurs into another. My body hums with sexual pleasure and heat.

As I come down from my high, I register his teeth scraping over my neck. I angle my head away from him, giving him more access. He takes this as permission and bites down. He marks me, completing our bond and claiming me as his for everyone to see. Just like he promised that he would.

The pleasure that courses through me is unrestrained and pure. It takes my breath and my vision, leaving me a panting mess. Somehow, I manage to regain control over my body enough to nuzzle my face into his neck.

Remy tilts his head, giving me more room. I find the place I like and sink my teeth into his sensitive skin. His body shudders above mine as I mark him, claiming him back. He moans my name and his hips take over, thrusting of their own accord as he chases his climax. I hold onto him tightly, clenching around his cock as it pulses inside me.

When we've caught our breath and recovered, I know that we'll do this again, taking our time and making it a lot more romantic. But right now, we needed this.

I lie in my mate's arms, a smile on my face. He chose me. He claimed me. This was all I wanted.

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Please help:

I have a character that I want to describe as having skin colour the same shade as Chris Brown.

C-Breezy describes himself as 'light skin black'. Am I, as a white author, allowed to use the same description, or is it offensive?

Please let me know, I don't want to offend anyone. It's so hard to know what is acceptable and what is not, trying to educate myself 😩