Chapter Five

"No. No. No!" Moira balanced herself on the table with her legs giving out, the bandaged one was so weak it just bent itself and she hit the floor with its knee.

"Oh, careful there..." King Asher rushed to catch her. He was tired, he was worn out and it was evident. For the last 48 hours he had been visiting house to house and being bearer of bad news. Most houses when he came in they already knew they had lost their mates due to the connection breaking but some were holding onto hope while some lost their brothers or sisters. There was going to be a lot of changes in the pack.

"Get your hands off of me!" She yelled pushing him off with all her strength. Usually this would be a great offense but right now him being a king was less important than his people. This was his last house to visit, he did that on purpose. Azriel's case was rather a little difficult.

"Uhmm Moir-." She raised her hands to stop him from talking. "I can still feel him." She suddenly had a light bulb moment but the tears had started rolling down her face and the breaths came uncontrollably. "He's not dead!" She shook her head violently but her eyes refused to meet those of King Asher's.

"Get out of my house." The reason she was saying this was because she already knew what happened to Azriel and she was so mad that she would commit a crime against her king.

When she saw that he wasn't leaving she limped to him and started pushing him out, banging on his hard chest. "Get out! Get out!" She continued beating him like a drum while shaking her head violently from left to right.

King Asher let her get out her frustration while he was glued on that spot. Then he suddenly caught her eyes and shook her violently, "Moira listen to me!" He growled. Moira didn't stop sobbing, "no! You let them take him!!" She screamed.

"Take him where?" He asked. "I don't kn-" She cut herself off. She wasn't so lost in grief that you couldn't reason with her as she can still feel Azriel. "Isn't he taken?" She calmed down wiping her tears and clearing her nose of snort.

"By who?" King Asher asked. He was totally surprised completely forgot that he was here to deliver bad news.

"The wolves. Didn't they kidnap him?" When that question left her mouth king Asher looked at her until she realised that what she was saying was an insult to all Lycans. How could a mere werewolf kidnap a Lycan. Although Lycans can only turn on the full moon they were still majestic and strong in their human form.

"So why are you scaring me with your visit?" She was all casual speaking to her king. She was actually taking advantage of the situation. "Uhhmm, Azriel is in- in a-a..." Moira raised her eyebrows in question. "He's paralyzed." the king bowed his head in apology.

Silence, utter silence is what followed his statement. When he raised his head he found Moira just staring at him but as soon as their eyes met she lost it and started laughing. It took him by surprise but with his tiredness he had no strength to stop Moira from dealing however she wants.

"You're taking this pretty well." He commented when Moira wiped a tear that had fallen because she was laughing too hard. "Ohh you're serious?" She immediately stopped laughing. Her face completely changed and it was just a straight face looking back at him. He cleared his throat and waited for another burst of craziness.

"He is not going to like that." She took a deep breath in.

"I think he already knows that he's paralyzed." Moira blinked at the king, he didn't get the joke and now it was awkward.

"Well thank you for the news if there is nothing more I would like to go see my husband." She bowed her head in respect. "Uhh well...." when the king was about to talk in Azriel was wheeled on a wheelchair. He looked defeated and he didn't want to look or say anything to anyone.

Moira rushed to him forgetting her own pain, "are you okay?" She looked him over but it was hard. One thing the king forgot to mention was that his entire body from the neck down was not working.

"Do I look fine?" Azriel lowly growled and Moira gave him a stern look. "I'm sorry." Azriel apologized trying to bow his head but it was hard. Moira kissed him on the lips. "You're not dead and that's enough for me." She smiled and Azriel sighed.

"Azriel because of you I survived and get to keep ruling." King Asher turned their attention to him. "I owe you a favor." He said in a soft voice and both Moira and Azriel said nothing.  "Whatever it is you want to ask of me, as long as it doesn't hurt the pack, I will grant it to you." He explained his statement further.

Now why was the king saying all of this? It was because during the war, well when the war was reaching the end and both sides seeing that their numbers were completely low. It was every man for themselves but it was supposed to be the Alpha of the rogues against the Lycan King. The sneak attack that the Alpha of the rogues would have been successful if Azriel didn't throw himself between the king and the Alpha.

Now the king would have been dead and the rogues would have taken the Crescent Moon Pack but Azriel saved them all. The gratitude carried by the king was immense that he will give Azriel whatever he wishes for.

"I'll think about it and get back to you my king." He was still trying to bow his head but the damn paralysis was getting in the way. "It's okay love." Moira was seeing his struggle. "With all due respect please leave now, he has been through enough." King Asher understood and gave a quick bow and turned and left.

"I don't want our sons to see me like this." Azriel spoke as Moira was wheeling him to the bedroom. "You would rather they misunderstand and think you no longer love them and want to spend time with them than explaining that you did an honorable thing but it cost you something?" She asked, she was about to help him onto the bed but they needed to have this conversation. They have always been great at communicating. "Look at me!!" He screamed in pain.

"I am looking at you Azriel!" Moira exclaimed in a rough but stern voice. "I'm looking at you and all I see is my husband, my mate and the wonderful father of our children." Tears were pooling in her eyes but she would not let them fall and have the already struggling Azriel thinking that she was having a hard time accepting him like he was right now.

"What am I supposed to do?" His voice was tired and you could feel the hint of pain in the tone, the hint of hopelessness. "You live Azriel and you let us support you no matter what." Moira spoke with a soft voice with a hint of toughness in it while cupping his face and looking at him with all the hope shining in her eyes shooting straight into his eyes. "Okay..." It wasn't as assuring as Moira would have liked it but it was a start.

Moira had asked Lydia to let the kids sleep at her place including the baby and she will fetch them tomorrow. Lydia didn't have a problem, it was healing her in some sort of way to have kids running around her house.

They were in bed and Moira kissed Azriel, she kissed him passionately and Azriel was kind of surprised, "what are you doing?" He asked but Moira said nothing as she kissed him down to his chest and the she went lower and lower.

She finally got to his d**k and it was semi-hard but it was hanging by a thread to go all the way down. "You're still a man." She breathed out the sentence. He was feeling insecure, there was nothing he could do to her, he was just a vegetable.

"Moira I think you should stop." Moira raised her head and she took off all her clothes and looked at her mate, "look at me and tell me what you feel." She was going to stop if he wanted to but she was going to try first.

"Tell me the truth Azriel." She demanded. "I want to f**k you until you can't catch your breath." He rumbled. "Then do it." She commanded. "You know I can't." He sighed, he was feeling emasculated. "Yes you can my love. You definitely can!" She said in a stern reassuring voice as she laid on top of him, she gave him another passionate kiss which Azriel returned. "Yes you can my love..." she lowly breathed out.

"Oh f***ck!!" Where was Moira? On top of her husband's face. She was sitting on it, with her head thrown all the way back, eyes shut close and every inch of her body feeling immense pleasure.

Was Azriel able to breath? Well that was not important, what was important was that he was sipping all the juices that his mate's p**sy could offer. "I'm going to cum!!" Moira screamed as her breath hitched.

She gripped the headboard with all her strenghth digging her claws into it, her toes curled so tightly she could hardly feel them and then she burst like a ballon filled with too much air. As soon as she came she pulled so hard that she ripped the part of the headboard and detached it.

Azriel drank up all the juices. Now it was time to ride and she positioned herself just above his d**k. "I instruct and you follow." Azriel commanded. "Yes sir." Moira answered with a nod and a smirk. "Sit!" He commanded and Moira sat on top of his d**k which made it all the way in and she winced. It pleased Azriel to see that his d**k still had that effect.

"Ride slowly." His wish was her command as she started grinding slowly on top of him. She was pacing herself and that d**k was hitting so deep that her breath kept getting hitched and her moans got stuck at her throat. After a few minutes of going slowly,  "go a little faster." She started grinding a little faster.  "Ohh fuuck Azriel.!!" She moaned loudly. "Im near! I'm gonna cum!!" She moaned again loudly.

"Do not cum." He commanded.  "Please...." she begged her eyes pooling up with tears as she tried her best not to cum. But the build up was making it impossible and the way his d**k buried itself completely within her, she just couldn't take it. "Get up." He suddenly said and Moira was mad. Was he going to deny her the sweet release she was waiting for.

Immediately after the standing up she was told to to turn around and do a reverse cowgirl. "I want to see your ass." He smirked and as soon as she sat on top of that d**k she was instructed to ride as fast as she could.

It was deep and it buried itself right within her reaching her guts and definitely rearranging them. She grinding as fast as she could and the build up came again. "Fuuuck!" Azriel moaned with a growl. "You better cum!" He yelled as he was also near. The way he reached deep within her made him feel warm and the way her p**sy swallowed his dick and clamped on it was driving him crazy. The walls of her p**sy as they expanded and closed off on his d**k and her speed made him feral and his Lycan came for the show.

He blacked out and so did she as they both exploded from the pleasure. Because Moira was clawing at his legs for support the whole time she scraped him as she fell backwards into his chest and they both were heavily breathing as they tried to catch their breaths.