Chapter 22 Guilt Trip

Alexander

How could he have forgotten one simple rule of the mate bond?

-Never leave your mate for a long period especially if the bond has not been completed.-

Damn! He was an idiot. Nothing in this world was more important than his mate. Yet, he let her down.

Even forgetting their mating ceremony --which was supposed to be the most important event of their lives.

It took them hours to get to the airport since Lucas's estate was an island. When they arrived at the airfield it was late in the morning. Then they had waited for clearance from air traffic to finally take off.

He couldn't relax on the plane because he had to endure ten hours of flight from Greece to NYC. He felt like gnashing his teeth. He would be home by midnight at least.

Didn't even had the decency to help his mate with the preparation. He felt like shit. And right this moment, he was rehearsing his apology speech.

His cell phone broke during one of the raids and he should have bought one sooner. A call or a text would have soothed his mate a bit while they were far from each other.

"Beta, call home, please. I need to talk to my mate. Goddess, she must be so upset right now." The uneasiness surrounding his heart made him clenched his hands.

Nodding his agreement, he saw Michael reached for the satellite phone.

As soon as the call was picked up, he immediately heard Alexie's frantic voice over the phone. He couldn't make out her words, however, the grim look in Michael's eyes was a warning that something was wrong.

His determined strides reached Alexander right away and he handed him the device.

"Alexie," his voice was tight from the unexpected dryness of his throat.

"Anna May left, brother." The sudden roaring in his ears from what she said barely registered her weeping in the background.

"How is that possible? She is well guarded in the royal pack grounds. Have you sent out scouts? Her sisters?Fuck!" This couldn't be happening hours before their mating ceremony.

"Xavier and I are out looking for her. I have the security team with us. None of us realized she's gone until now. I thought she was taking a nap at the library. She doesn't sleep much since you left, I decided not to disturb her." He could hear car doors slamming and Xavier's voice barking out orders.

"Alexie, I can't... I can't lose her." He whispered. Hopelessness in his voice. He needed to get home fast and find Anna.

"She left us a letter. I didn't read yours. But what's in mine... She thought you won't come back. That you left her as her father did. She heard nothing from you. Remember she is still human, Alexander. She couldn't have understood the power of the mate bond like us." He closed his eyes trying to contain the pain he was feeling and devastation stemmed from the fact that he hurt the most important person in his life.

"I will make this right," he took a painful breath. His voice rough with emotion. "I will bring my mate back, no matter what the cost."

His wolf howled in grief with shared sentiments. He royally fucked up!

-I am coming for you, mia anima.-

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Alexie

Where could she be? They had been searching for hours. Nightfall has blackened the sky, the moon and stars illuminated their path.

How Anna escaped her security detail made her smirked. Clever girl. She remembered the CCTV footage. She was dressed as one of the servants, hair in a messy bun, she pretended to carry empty boxes inside the caterer's van. She stayed there until the vehicle left.

Alexie shook her head. She was giving her brother a run for his money.

Men shouldn't underestimate their women.

-Goddess. Please me know where my Queen Luna is.-

She wouldn't even bother her. She knew Anna needed to think. She planned to surround the area with warriors for her protection and let her be.

And let her brother grovel on his knees to get Anna back, go home to Michael, her mate, who will receive a tongue lashing figuratively and literally then go to sleep. She needed to be beautiful in her Dior gown tomorrow.

They had covered the city grounds, even the questionable areas. And looked at diners, pubs, restaurants, motels, hotels, inns, and every nook and cranny. And she was not there.

Where could Anna go? She only had a small backpack with her. Her last scent they traced was at the caterer's warehouse.

On the outskirts of Manhattan. Alexandria took a deep breath to concentrate.

"Fuck! I'm an idiot." She turned to the Vampire King, raising her brows.

"What?" Confused as to why he berated himself.

"What is the second safest place that you think she might go?" Oh. The realization hit her. Damn!

"I never thought..." Because they had presumed she will get away from them as far as possible.

"Exactly. Come on, princess. Let's go to your Luna. I have to go back to my beloved. I can't be without her for long."

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And there she was. Sleeping soundly in her brother's office, his dress shirt covering Anna's cheek.

Xavier and Alexandria decided to let her rest. At least they found her. Their job was to secure the building with their men.

The doors shut silently behind them. Goddess, they can breathe easy now.

"If you ever hurt Anna Michelle like this, Sofia and I are going to castrate you," she uttered warningly, piercing her grey eyes to the Vampire King. He raised his brows at her threat.

"Believe me. I am learning from your brother's mistakes." She snorted her laughter. Clever vampire.

"Yeah. Let's inform that idiot where to find his mate. I believe his jet has landed." She was anticipating getting her hands on Michael tonight.

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Alexander

As soon as he entered the room, he was enveloped by the entrancing scent of his mate. It almost brought him to his knees.

The heavy sigh of relief expelling from his lungs was an indication of the uncertainty and tension he had in his body.

Fuck! His stomach churned in tune with the beating of his heart.

-Please don't reject me mate.

He sucked in a sharp breath, feeling his wolf's pain.

-I am sorry I let us both down.

-It is my fault as well, human.

With hesitant steps, making sure he doesn't make any sound, he approached the comfortable divan where his mate's delicate form was sleeping.

His eyes softened, noticing his shirt on her cheek. She missed him.

For the first time in his life, he felt a bit of tiredness. He hasn't slept for almost four days straight. Pushing him and his pack to the limits and find evidence to pin down the traitor.

"Alexander," he stilled --hearing his name on her lips. Her eyelids fluttered and he saw tears fell from them. She was dreaming of him.

"Mia anima," Breathing his endearment for her. With his forefinger, he gently wiped the tears from her cheeks. In four days, she had lost weight, there were faint bluish marks under her eyes.

Whatever torment she felt had taken a toll on her. He flinched, noticing her stirring from her sleep. Shit!

Alexander settled his bulky form beside his mate and the cushion wobbled, taking his weight. She dazedly stared at him, eyes misty and disoriented.

"Hi," he greeted, his voice raspy.

"What...your back," Her voice quivered, barely a whisper.

"I will always come back to you," rough fingers lovingly outlined her cheeks, down to her slender neck, goosebumps treaded in its wake. "I'm sorry, mia anima. Forgive me."

She ducked her head. He raised her chin so he can continue to gaze at her amber depths. The window to her soul.

"I...I don't know what to say. I felt...I thought maybe you changed your mind. I was leaving you...and something pulled me back. I came here to be close to you." She hung her head, loathe to admit her vulnerability.

"I'm glad you're here. I thought I'd gone crazy when they told me you left. I can't lose you. Not ever." Leaning down, he buried his face on her neck. Her scent calmed him.

She pulled him firmly on top of her, clasping him with desperation, sobbing on his chest. He was such a stupid asshole. He did this to her.

Careful not to crush her with his massive form, he placed her on his lap. Letting her cry her pent-up emotions. His gut clenching at her pain.

"I thought," she hiccups. "I thought...you...changed...your mind."

Growling, he tilted her chin so they can look into each other's eyes. Hers were wet with tears, his was laced with determination. "I told you that you are mine. Just as I am yours. My soul will die without you. The kingdom will fall without you. I love you so fucking much, I will keep on proving that to you for the rest of our lives."

He pressed his fleshy lips to hers gently to reaffirm their bond. Savoring the moment. Tingles and sparks ran through the skin that touched.

Hovering his lips an inch from hers, he whispered, "Be mine. Be my Lycan Queen."

He raised his open palm near her line of vision to let her see what he was holding. She gasped, not believing what she saw.

Goddess, please let her say yes.

"Like...like a wife?" She stuttered, making him smile for the first time since they parted.

"More than a wife. More than a lover. You are my soul. Nothing can ever separate us. This is for eternity." Holding the royal mating ring for her, breath bated. Waiting for her yes.

"Yes."

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Mature Content 18+

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Enjoy.

Alexie

The sharp intake of breath she heard from the doorway made her turn. Pinning her great gray gaze to her mate's massive frame.

She was not sprawled in bed naked, waiting, this time, her lithe form was comfortably ensconced in a loveseat. Dressed in a very provocative transparent lace number.

"See what you like?" Her voice was throaty. Needy. Teasing him, knowing that he could smell her wet pussy.

"I like it a lot. I miss you, baby." Goddess, his deep rough voice made her clenched her thighs. Trying to relieve the ache.

"Not enough apparently. You won't even be here right now if I didn't call." Keeping her voice stern for the moment, deep inside her was dying to jump him. She saw him visibly cringe.

Good. For now, she wanted to keep him on his toes.

"Baby..."

"Strip." His head jerked in surprise at her command. Her lips curved, smirking, it was such a heady feeling to command an alpha male.

With his darkening eyes never leaving her flushed face, he lazily undressed a few feet from her. Knowing she liked it that way. He continued to hungrily roam her provocatively dressed body. Licking lips. She knew he could hear her breathing heavily, letting him know how eager she was.

Her stares traced each delectable muscled skin he uncovered. Stopping a few seconds on his thick cock, the head red and angry with impatience. Yum. All hers. Every delectable muscled inch.

When he started to approach her, she shook her head. "Stop." Her voice was infused with every commanding tone she could muster. Aware that it will drive his wolf crazy.

Growling, he pierced her with his hungry gaze. "I need to be inside you so fucking bad, baby."

"Nope. If you don't want to sleep on the couch, we will do this my way tonight."

He watched her with glazed dark eyes as she approached, very aware he can see her erect pink nipples and smooth mound.

"Goddess, you look so beautiful, baby." She tried to stick to her theme for tonight and suppress her smile. Michael was panting from arousal, his knuckles were white, his hands clenched so tightly.

She kneeled before him, his thick rod hitting her cheek. He groaned. At the edge of painful desire. Fighting to control herself, she grabbed the thick length with both hands.

"Don't move," she warned and looked up at him.

She rubbed the slick head on her lips, savoring his precum. Her tongue darted out, spreading hot saliva all over the smooth velvet surface, laving his frenulum. Alexie opened her mouth wider, accommodating the engorged head while her hands move up and down the thick length.

"Fuck! More!" She gagged a bit because without warning his hips flexed, thrusting a few thick inches in her mouth.

Recovering quickly, she hummed in pleasure, tasting more of his salty-sweet pre-cum. Craving more.

Although, the gag reflex was instinctive since her mate's dick was thick and long, she tried to take on more by grabbing his taut ass in her hands to sank more of his length in her hot mouth. Tight fit. She moaned.

Bobbing her head rhythmically, Michael cursed under his breath, followed by a growl. He clasped the back of her head and he began to fuck her mouth. Their eyes connected. Both hungry with lust.

The obscene sounds they were making only fueled her lust. She fought against it.

She halted her loving ministrations, wiping her lips of saliva and his juices. She stood up gracefully without saying a word. His heavy breathing filled the air around them.

Her scantily clad body reclined on the foot of their bed, elbows propped, legs spread wide. Michael's dark eyes went straight to her wet slit. She raised her chin, beckoning him.

"Come eat my pussy, my love." If she was not so clouded with lust she would have admired his speed.

Michael was on his knees between her legs in an instant. With another growl, he dipped his head to lick and suck her juices like he was starving. Moaning and groaning savagely at her taste.

"Oh, goddess, my love," she gripped his thick locks to find purchase and mashed her pussy on his face. The satisfied groans coming from him a testament to his love of giving her pleasure.

He parted the lips further to suck on the clit hard and he inserted two of his thick fingers to add more much-needed friction. She whined at his intentionally curved fingers, making sure he hit the spot.

"Come, baby. I need to taste your juices before I fuck your tight pussy. Now!" Reaching up to squeeze and knead her breast. She knew she was done for.

The bedroom walls echoed his name from her scream. She came so hard, she almost fainted. He murmured his satisfaction while he lapped up her cum.

Arranging her sated body on hands and knees, she felt him mount her from behind, his thick cock rubbing on her wet slit for lubrication.

"Michael..." She gasped, feeling boneless.

"It's my turn!" He growled before he thrusts deep inside her, she screamed again. It felt so full and she knew there was more to come.

His grip on her hips has left her no choice but to burrow her face deeper on the mattress to accept every inch of his length sawing in and out of her wet walls.

Goddess, the pleasure was too much. She began to sob, feeling his wet fingers reached down to rub her clit in time with his thrusts.

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming again..."

"Not yet," His lips began to suck on her neck, his canines grazing her skin. Ready to mark her again. He slammed his knot home unexpectedly and Alexie wailed. Her swollen pussy lips spread wider to accommodate his size.

The thrusts became shallow. And the swollen head hits her fleshy spot perfectly. "Micheal!"

She couldn't hold back anymore. He pierced his canines on her mating mark and she came uncontrollably, milking his cock. He roared, joining her in ecstasy and filling her with his seed. Goddess, too much. His tongue kept licking the blood of the newly affirmed mark. Soothing her.

Michael dropped his body to their bed, bringing her with him. He cuddled her smaller frame, whispering his love and satisfaction.

"Am I forgiven, baby?" He murmured, he nuzzled her neck, he gathered her disheveled hair to the side.

"Hmm... Maybe after the second round, I will think about it." She giggled and squirmed as he began to tickle her ribs.

"I love you so much, Alexandria. I also love our little wolf."

"I love you, Michael."

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