Chapter 32

ALEXIS

After the meeting was over, I had a sudden urge to do something and that something involved Hudson. He was talking to Boston about the dead wolf they had found, but my mind wasn't processing the conversation at all.

All I could think about was marking, which made my wolf very happy. She contributed different ideas as to how I could ask Hudson to mark me, but all of them included him getting naked first which I didn't understand. I didn't want to go all the way, but just having him mark me would be nice.

Although, it wasn't just about wanting him to mark me but needing him to mark me. With the way everything was playing out, we needed to be able to communicate at all times. What would happen if I was alone and something happened to me? How would I reach out to him? The only way we could communicate in such situations was if we marked each other.

Not to mention the fact that marking each other would strengthen our relationship ten times as much.

"Alexis?"

I snapped out of my thought process and found Hudson and Boston staring at me curiously, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. Why would you think that?" I squeaked, my voice betraying my words.

Boston snorted, "Right and Alpha Breydon wears pink fuzzy socks to bed."

"Actually, they're dark blue."

I bit back a laugh when Alpha Breydon shut the door behind him once he was inside the room.

"You wear fuzzy socks to bed?" Hudson asked incredulously.

Alpha Breydon shrugged, "Yeah, you know those fuzzy socks that are on sale in Costco."

We stared at him in disbelief.

"They come in packs of three? Only twelve dollars?" He said slowly as if we were stupid.

Boston suddenly slapped his hands together, "That's right! I got the ones with stripes."

I banged my head against the table which caught their attention, "We are all in danger because of some stupid flying lions and you guys are talking about fuzzy socks."

Alpha Breydon chuckled, "Just trying to lighten the atmosphere. I don't think we've formally met though. As you may know by now, I'm Alpha Breydon."

I reached out to shake his hand, "Alexis. You know my father, Alpha Horris."

"Oh yes, he's a very good Alpha. I don't think I've ever seen him slack off when it comes to pack work."

Hudson cleared his throat loudly and wrapped his hand around my waist, "If you'll excuse us, Breydon. Alexis and I have some work to do."

Alpha Breydon nodded and winked at him, "No worries. Just be sure to have protection."

Hudson narrowed his eyes, "Not that kind of work and keep your horny little paws off of my sister."

"With all due respect, she's my mate. I'll only do what she wants me to do and you can't say anything."

I noticed that Hudson's nostrils flared and immediately put my hand on his chest to calm him down, "He's right, Hudson. Besides, Lucy is more than capable of taking care of herself."

He paused and glanced at me before sighing heavily, "As long as you don't do shit in front of me or do something against her consent, we'll be fine."

"Sounds good," Alpha Breydon said, although I got the feeling that he was not going to follow through with the first part of Hudson's compromise– he had a suspicious glint in his eye.

Hudson took my hand off of his chest and squeezed it, "Now, we are going to go find Matthew and Lacey. We will discuss the next part of our plan soon."

Once that was said, Hudson took my hand and started pulling me out of the pack house. We were about halfway to Hudson's house when he slowed down and sniffed the air. I frowned and started sniffing the air as well but didn't find anything suspicious.

"Hudson?"

He growled quietly, sending shudders through my body at the huskiness of it.

"Why are you aroused?"

My eyes widened, and I felt like slapping myself for my thoughts. My scent must have changed when I started thinking about marking. My cheeks started to burn with embarrassment as he continued to stare at me expectantly.

What was I supposed to say to him?

Please get naked and mark me because my wolf is horny and has wet dreams about you.

I didn't think that conversation would go the way it was supposed to.

He cleared his throat loudly, capturing my attention once again. I realized that we had made it to his house and he was waiting for me to walk through the door he was holding open.

I walked inside and kicked my shoes off before practically running to the kitchen. I immediately washed my hands and started prepping to make crepes for brunch. Hopefully, Hudson would let my scent go and not question it.

"Alexis,"

I cursed my luck and stiffened when I felt his chest press against my back. His hands gripped the counter on either side of me as his nose nuzzled the crook of my neck.

"I want to mark you," he groaned throatily and licked the spot where he would mark me.

I nearly fell over when I heard those words. He just saved me the trouble of making a fool out of myself.

I turned around and wrapped my flour-covered hands around his neck, "Good because I was going to ask you to that anyway."

He chuckled and leaned his forehead against mine, his gray eyes shining in the sunlight that poured through the window. I wasn't much of an emotion reader, but there was no denying the adoration on his face. The mate bond was sending similar emotions through my body, conveying a message that both of us weren't exactly ready for but was nice to feel.

"I still have a lot of making up to do," he whispered, pecking my lips. A soft smile spread across my face and I pulled him closer, "You can start by marking me."

He looked between my eyes as if seeking permission to mark me.

I rolled my eyes and pressed my lips against his softly, my lips curled back up into a smile as he responded immediately.

With a quiet growl, he took over the kiss and devoured my mouth hungrily, making me breathless at the sensation. It was hard to concentrate on breathing when he was kissing me like there was no tomorrow.

I bit his lip softly and slipped my tongue into his mouth as soon as his lips parted. He let out a quiet moan and placed his hands on my hips as our tongues tangled with one another.

Once I started feeling light-headed and ready to pass out, I pulled my lips off of his and panted heavily. He took this chance to trail kisses down my neck.

I let out a quiet moan as he nibbled and sucked on my skin, clearly leaving small marks on my neck for everyone to see.

"You know," I mumbled, "When I said mark me, I didn't mean in twenty different spots."

His lips curved into a grin against my neck, "Just in case one doesn't work, there are nineteen others to show everyone that you're with me."

Before I could reply, he started licked his favorite spot carefully. I knew right then and there, he was getting ready to mark me.

However, he took his sweet time sucking and kissing the area and made me restless with anticipation.

"You're taking too long," I growled, yanked him closer by the collar of his shirt so I felt every bit of his hard body press against mine.

He chuckled, "I'm just prepping you."

"I'm not a turkey that needs prepping, Hudson."

He clucked his tongue, "Patience is a virtue."

"And procrastination is a bitch."

He nipped my skin, making me jump a little in surprise.

"Careful, my little mate."

"Hudson!"

I felt him smirk a little before his fangs finally grazed my skin. I licked my lips nervously and pulled him ever closer if that was even possible. Then, he sunk his teeth into my neck hard.

Marking me as his.