Chapter 37

☆☆ Beta Morgana ☆☆

I awoke this morning well-rested and stretched deeply in my lonely bed. Unlike my twin sister, I had yet to find my mate. I wasn't bothered by it, though; being the Beta of the pack gave me purpose and focused my attention. I didn't need a man with my job. Plus, a female Beta was rare, and it was an honor for me to hold this title. 

I got dressed, made my bed, and began packing my bags, preparing for our reconnaissance mission. I packed three pairs of jeans, underwear, socks, and some nice blouses fitting into the touristy theme, as well as a pair of comfortable flats, as we would certainly be doing a fair amount of walking. I didn't worry about pajamas because I slept in the nude. I would wear my jacket to the airport, so there was no need to pack another. I saw that we could take photos, so I packed my camera, memory cards, and rechargeable batteries as well. 

While waiting for Beta Darius to arrive, I dug up everything I could on the Biltmore Estate and printed the building blueprints and map of the estate grounds. 8,000 Acres would be a lot to cover in two days. To put it frankly, that was over 4,500 football fields to explore, not including the buildings. 

I placed my research into a manila folder and put it in the suitcase on top of my clothing. I thought about anything else I might need and decided some emergency cash would be wise. I had plenty of resources on my cards, but sometimes cash is king. My stomach rumbled and commanded me to get something to eat. 

I walked down the stairs to the pack kitchen and grabbed a plate from the kitchen island. There were scraps left over from this morning's breakfast. I grabbed a few cold scrambled eggs and a pancake; I should have come down after waking up if I still wanted a warm meal, but I was too preoccupied with preparing for the trip. 

I sat down at one of the tables and quietly ate my meal. Beta Darius hadn't arrived yet, but we could review our strategy when he did. It was just after 10:00 am, and I felt like going on a run to relieve some tension. I went to the back door, stripped my clothes, shifted, and ran off through the woods. My wolf was ecstatic; I know most hated running in the snow, but I enjoyed it. The crunch of the snow beneath my weight, seeing my breath puff out into a cloud before I ran through it, was all so comforting to my wolf.

A strange scent flooded my sensitive nose, and I stopped dead in my tracks. Could it be? I ran back to the packhouse immediately. I ran past my clothes by the back door and toward the front of the pack house. I saw him there retrieving his suitcase from the back of an airport taxi. 

He was the most handsome man I had ever seen. After grabbing his luggage, he looked in my direction. His human form slightly dulled his senses, but I knew he felt it, too—our connection, our mate bond. He dropped his luggage as he ran over toward me. "Mate.", he called. His sultry voice melted me instantly, and I reverted my shift, letting him see me in all my glory. 

I immediately embraced him, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He kissed me passionately, and I could instantly feel our bond intensify. The strategy could wait. He set me down and took his coat off to cover my naked body. I led him by the hand to my room in the pack house. He didn't hesitate to follow me, leaving his suitcase on the ground by the entrance gate. 

Once we were in my room, I locked the door; he pushed me onto my mattress and knocked my suitcase to the floor. He licked me and sunk his teeth deeply into my neck just above my shoulder. My eyes rolled back, and I let out a loud moan. I reached my hands down toward his pants and began undoing the button.

I wanted him now; a primal need overtook my organized and structured life. He kept licking his bitemark on my neck as I unzipped his pants and started shifting them down. He paused long enough to remove his shirt and pull his pants the rest of the way off. I expected him to return to licking my neck, but instead, he buried his face between my thighs, lapping the wetness that had overflowed from my slit. 

My back arched, and I let out another moan. He didn't look back up at me until he had done a thorough job and my legs were quivering; it was then that I noticed his deep green eyes peering up at my body from between my legs. With one hand, I grabbed the hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him up over my body. I kissed him as I felt his weight compress me into my bed.

His erection pulsed as it rested against my clit, and I eagerly helped him free it by pulling his boxers down with my other hand. He flipped me onto my stomach and pulled his coat from my body in one swift motion. I felt his waist shift on the bed, so I pulled my knees closer to my chest, arching my back to allow him full access to me. 

He placed his hands on my hips, resting his thumbs on the small of my back, and my body quivered in anticipation. He entered me forcefully and grunted at our size difference. My vagina squeezed his girth just as forcefully as he entered. I could feel the wetness seeping down my legs as he continued thrusting.

Another moan escaped my lips, but it was absorbed by my pillow. I propped my upper body up with my arms and began moving my hips back and forth over his manhood, squeezing tightly as I took all of him inside of me. He grabbed my throat from behind and leaned onto my back, helping me support his weight with one of his arms. 

Breathlessly, he said, "Not fair. You're going to make me bust quick." His statement only encouraged my behavior, and I continued to control my movements. He grunted deeply before intertwining his fingers with mine from the arm he used to support himself. He released my throat and ran his other hand down the front of my body, finding my clit. 

He played with it rhythmically, and I moaned again. My arms quivered, no longer able to support my weight and his with the added stimulation, and my upper half fell back onto my pillow. I bit down on it to quiet my orgasm; despite my efforts, I'm sure everyone in the immediate area could hear me. He did, and I felt his warm semen pulse into me from his throbbing member a few seconds later. 

After he came, his weight collapsed onto me, and we lay there for several moments, recovering from our intense mating. Our bond was solidified in that instant. My heart was still racing as he got up and found my bathroom. He returned a few moments later with a warm, wet washcloth and began cleaning me. 

The act in and of itself was intimate, but that's how mates were. I never expected to find mine, and so I had given up on ever experiencing that level of intimacy altogether. To have it now was like a cherry on top. 

I combed my fingers through his hair and licked his cheek. I giggled, "Let's get cleaned up, Darius." His mouth dropped open as if he had just realized who I was. "Beta Morgana?" I just realized that I hadn't spoken a word to him yet, and all he heard were my moans; I chuckled at his remark, "Yes. And?" He followed me into the bathroom, still dazed, where we cleaned each other in the shower. I handed him a towel and grabbed one for myself when we finished. 

"We should get dressed and go over our plan of action." I said, smiling at him. He gathered his clothes, which were sprawled across the room, and put them back on. I wore a new pair of pants and shirt since my clothes were still by the back door. Darius said, "I need to get my suitcase; it's still out front." I replied, "Not to worry, my clothes are still by the back door. I'll walk with you downstairs."

Once we reached the bottom step, we went our separate ways. I quickly retrieved my clothes so I could meet him back at the front door. I waited at the front door for him and gazed at him through the sidelite of the door. He was talking on his phone, taking the opportunity to contact Ulfric Draven, I assumed, to tell him that he found his mate. 

I would have to tell Alpha Gray as well; with both of us holding high-ranking positions, the Alphas would have to determine who would move to where. Based on Darius's Alpha's position of authority, I would go out on a limb, and guess that I would be renouncing my position and moving under Ulfric Draven's rule. But that was something that we could figure out after we handled this business with the prophecy.