Fated Epilogue
Quin
Our bonding ceremony was perfect. Zev looked so handsome in his azure dress robes which perfectly complemented mine—except mine had delicate gold details embroidered over every inch. Rin gave a lovely speech, and we both recited our bonding prayers without missing a single word. Zev looked at me with so much love and tender affection. I thought I was going to faint before the bells rang. It was the happiest moment of my life.
At least until the party started.
All of Hund Valley crowded into the square; dancing, eating, laughing, and even a few rowdy Alphas fought over love interests. Zev and I danced to every song—twirling, swaying, and touching. So much touching.
It was torture not to maul him in front of everyone.
A deep laugh pulled my attention, and I caught sight of Enzo dancing with a pretty Beta that worked in the kitchens. I had no idea the Alpha could dance, and it was odd to see a member of my guard so carefree.
“I don’t care for you looking at another Alpha like that,” Zev teased, pulling me closer to his thick, muscular chest.
I tipped my head back to look into his eyes—I loved how tall he was. “I’m just trying to make you jealous. Is it working?” I bit my bottom lip.
Zev growled deep in his chest, his eyes on my mouth. He placed his thumb on my chin and pulled my lip from between my teeth.
A breathy moan escaped my throat, and Zev leaned down, kissing me hard and slow. His expert tongue parted my lips as he tasted me, exploring every inch of my mouth.
The jumble of warm bodies around us, swaying and singing, made me feel as if we were lost in a sea of sound and heat—surrounded by wolves but somehow still completely alone.
Zev tightened his hold on my waist, and his thick erection pressed against my hip. I needed him. I needed him so badly, it hurt.
We had yet to properly lay together since mating well over a month ago. That night was so perfect. The way he held and touched and loved me, but in the time since, I was slowly dying. I needed his knot. I needed my Alpha to take me and own me. I needed him to stretch me wide with every inch of his—
“Okay, you two.” Emmy’s hand wrapped around my arm. I couldn’t help my huff of frustration as she pulled me away from my mate.
Zev swallowed hard, our bond thrumming with his displeasure at Emmy taking me away. I was shocked he didn’t growl at her. But as expected, he was too polite to protest against the Luna—even if they were officially kin now.
Emmy smiled brightly at me, “It’s time to prepare you for the evening. Zev,” she turned to my mate, “you can meet your Omega at the stable house. Give us an hour.”
Zev’s eyes met mine. They flashed purple, then red. “I’ll see you there,” he said, his voice deep and sexy. The sound made me shiver, and slick gathered between my legs.
“Omega Quin,” Anja said, taking my other hand and pulling me away with Emmy. “You’ll see him soon enough,” she laughed. “There’s lots to do.”
I kept looking over my shoulder at Zev, keeping him in sight for as long as possible. He stood in the middle of the square, his eyes sparkling and his pointed canines just visible between his slightly parted lips. I couldn’t wait for them to push into every inch of my flesh.
“Omega Quin,” Anja said a little firmly as she kept trying to pull me away faster. “The sooner we get there, the sooner you can complete the bonding ritual.”
My heart raced, and I turned, picking up my pace. Emmy and Anja moved quickly to keep up with me.
“No!” Emmy laughed, grabbing my wrist as I started making my way to the packhouse. “The stable house, silly.” She gave a slight jerk of her head in the other direction.
“That’s right,” I said a little too loudly. I couldn’t help it. I was too excited.
I practically ran, Emmy and Anja scurrying to keep up. We edged around the far side of the packhouse property toward the stables. A few of the horses were still turned out, wandering lazily around the field, but most were stabled for the night.
“How long until Zev arrives?” I asked as the big, white stable house came into view.
It wasn’t as big as the packhouse, but it was just as lovely. Tall ceilings and old wooden floors made the spacious rooms seem more like a temple than a home, but it was still somehow cozy. At one time, it was the packhouse until Hund Valley outgrew the space. Now it was reserved for when our pack parlayed with another or when the King visited—which he hadn’t in years. But for the next few nights, Zev and I had it to ourselves.
“We don’t have much time,” Emmy said, pulling at the front door. It was heavy, and she struggled. Anja immediately raced to her and pulled it open, ushering us inside.
“Be careful, My Lady,” Anja said, eyeing Emmy’s swollen belly. She was so round, it was almost funny, and she still had a few months to go. I could only imagine how much bigger she’d get before the tiny pup got here.
“Don’t hurt my niece.” I rubbed her tummy, making her roll her eyes.
“My stars, let it be a girl,” Emmy signed dramatically, a wide grin consuming her face. “I don’t think I could handle a little Rin.”
“My Lady.” Emmy’s maid, Dara, appeared, bowing quickly to her, then she turned to me. “Omega Quin. We’re all set up in the master bath.”
I let out a nervous breath, then headed up the stairs.
The pale wood that lined the walls was covered in paintings of horses, mountains, and the sea. I wished a few of these paintings were hung in the packhouse, but my brother just loved the ancient tradition of dining with long-dead Pack Alphas scowling down at us—their angry eyes perfectly captured on canvas.
“This way,” Dara motioned to double doors, pulling one of them open.
I stepped inside, and my heart fluttered with an unnatural amount of excitement. Candles covered every surface, giving the room the most enchanting glow. The massive bed had a plush white quilt over it with the most tempting pile of pillows on the floor. I stared at them, noticing an even bigger stack of folded blankets not far off.
“Just in case you have your heat,” Emmy said, noticing my confusion.
My cheeks warmed, and I placed a hand on my chest. “Will that happen? Could I go into my heat?”
My wolf purred at the idea. I wanted nothing more than to experience my first heat as a mated Omega. I had heard wild stories about how pleasurable it could be. Painful too. But I was determined not to think on that. After all, I had the perfect mate. Zev would tend to my every need. I already knew that for a fact.
Anja smiled at the look on my face. “Mating for the first time can sometimes trigger a heat, but it doesn’t usually happen,” she said, trying to control my expectations.
“Come,” Emmy said, taking my hand and pulling me into the master bath. “Please don’t be disappointed if it doesn’t happen. With all the stress of a new mating, your heat can sometimes be delayed, and that’s normal. But since this isn’t your first time,” her voice dropped as if sharing a secret, “and you’re already mated, we wanted to be prepared.”
I touched my mating bite, forgetting that pretty much everyone already knew Zev and I had been mated for well over a month. Even though we hadn’t been allowed to connect since he claimed me, we were still deeply tethered.
Rin had been very careful to keep us apart. He wanted our courting to be proper and according to our customs. I didn’t mind at first. Fooling around with Zev in dark corridors was very exciting, but I quickly got over the scandalous nature of our encounters. Now I just wanted him to knot me hard and deep.
“Did you fall into your heat the first time…with…” I struggled to finish my sentence. I had no interest in my brother’s love life, but Emmy was the only mated Omega I knew well enough to ask something so personal.
“I did not go into my heat on the night of my bonding ceremony,” Emmy said. She was polite enough to leave it at that.
For the next hour, I was stripped and washed, then every inch of me was covered in rosewater and lavender oil. Emmy brushed my hair while Anja painted my stomach, legs, and arms with deep blue swirls and flowers. It was a pack tradition for members of the Pack Alpha’s family to be painted the night of their bonding. It was started for arranged matings to prove the wolves had coupled, but, over time, it became something all Pack Alpha family members did. I loved it.
Stepping back, Anja looked over her work. I should have probably felt a little shy about being so naked and exposed in front of the two Betas and Emmy, but the moment was too lovely for anything other than joy.
“I can’t believe you’re grown,” Anja sighed, a twinge of sadness in her blue eyes. Dara smiled and wrapped her arms around the red-head, snuggling her close. “Just yesterday, you were a terror of a pup, ripping through the packhouse and climbing the walls.”
“It’s good to know some things haven’t changed,” Emmy laughed, scrunching her nose at me.
The sound of heavy footsteps on the staircase drifted toward us, and I let out a restrained squeal.
Emmy grabbed my hand and kissed my cheek. “See you in a few days,” she whispered.
All three made their way out of the room, shutting the door behind them. Feeling suddenly very awkward and surprisingly nervous, I rushed to the bed. I placed my hands on the bedspread to crawl in, then stopped. If I laid down, all the pretty blue decorations Anja had painted on me would be ruined. And I wanted Zev to ruin them.
My Alpha’s footsteps grew louder, and his dulcet tones murmured out a few pleasantries to Emmy, Anja, and Dara.
I moved to the end of the bed, suddenly unsure of what to do with my hands. The door creaked open, and my heart hammered so hard that I could practically feel it in my throat.
Zev’s tall, dark form stepped inside the room then he stopped, taking in my completely naked form. His dark eyes glowed a vibrant purple in the soft light of the candles, then his beast moved forward, turning them a crimson red.
Breaking from his trance, my Alpha’s powerful stride toward me was that of a predator, stalking to take his prey. I swallowed hard as a drip of slick rolled down the inside of my thigh. He hadn’t even touched me yet.
Stopping just in front of me, Zev pushed into my space. His big hand cupped my cheek, and he inhaled deeply. A rumble left his chest, and his eyes floated closed as he scented my arousal.
“Zev,” I whispered. My body was so tight with need, it almost hurt. My lower belly squeezed, and my body shook as more slick pushed out of me. I felt so empty. Too empty. “Alpha—”
Pushing a big hand into my hair, Zev gripped my dark curls, then crashed our mouths together, kissing the breath out of me. His skillful tongue moved over mine, tasting and owning me. His masculine scent enveloped the entire room—wave after wave of my Alpha’s desire pushing through me, straight to my very hard privates. I wanted him to touch me, to relieve the pressure building up inside me.
Zev dragged his gaze down my body, lingering at my member. He licked his lips, then growled deep and slow. “Mine.”
He placed his hands on the sides of my hips, dropped to his knees, then took me deep into his mouth. I sucked in a desperate breath through my teeth as he bobbed, taking me just the way I liked. The way I needed.
A slow twist in my belly grew and grew, and my privates twitched in Zev’s hot mouth. I was going to come. I needed so badly to come. My skin was suddenly too hot, and my heart felt like it might burst with the pleasure my mate was pulling out of me.
Zev popped off me, and I whined long and loud. But before I could beg him not to stop, Zev ripped his robes off his shoulders and flung his pants away with impressive speed. I had never seen someone move so quickly.
Before I could blink, I was suddenly pinned beneath the Alpha, my back flush against the soft bedspread. He pressed his chest to mine, then moved up, smearing the paint over both of us.
“I have dreamed of this moment so many fucking times this last month,” he whispered against my lips. “Do you have any idea how hard it’s been not to snatch you up and fuck you wild right on the dining room table?”
My wolf preened, and I arched my back, wanting him closer. “Take me,” I moaned. “Please, Zev. Take me.” My eyes fell half-hooded, and my voice came out demanding and sure, “Knot me.”
Zev
Quin looked at me with lust-filled eyes and a deep blush across his cheeks. He licked his wet lips and tipped his head back, relieving the long column of his throat. The mating bite I had left on him shinned up at me—a thin silver scar. Most Omega's mating bites remained red and puffy for a long time, sometimes even a few years, after mating. The desire an Alpha felt to continuously push their fangs into their mate's flesh was just too fucking strong.
I fell into Quin's neck and inhaled deeply, sucking in all his soft, citrus scent. His delicious aroma was so strong, his desire driving my wolf crazy with need. Moving down his body, I licked over his dark, puffy nipples, flicking and sucking both of them.
Quin moaned and gasped, sawing his legs as he writhed beneath me. I didn't want to torture him, but I needed to taste every inch of my Omega before I filled him with my cock. Now that we had the Moon's blessing, I wanted to love him slow and right.
Stopping just beneath Quin's belly button, I sucked a particularly dark bruise. It stood out vividly against his tan skin.
"Please, Zev," Quin begged, thrusting his hips up. "I needed…please…I…."
He sounded almost delirious, and my wolf fucking loved it.
Slowly I pushed up onto my knees and leaned back. Tapping the side of Quin's thighs, I looked deep into his eyes before commanding my mate, "Show me."
Quin reached for the back of his knees, his hands visibly shaking. I loved how worked up he was. In truth, so was I. It wasn't natural for our kind to hold back the way we had this last month.
Quin spread his legs up and out, displaying every inch of his perfect body to me. I placed my hands over his and pushed his legs further up.
My sweet Omega's body flushed, and his thin stomach moved as he let out a shuddering breath. Licking my lips, I leaned down to taste his delicious slick, but Quin let out a squeak of a noise, stopping me. He almost sounded distressed.
Rising up, I moved to take in his expression.
"Zev," he mumbled, his bottom lip trembling. The thick scent of slick intensified, and a gush of his delicious fluid flooded the sheets. "Zev…I…ugh…" He arched his back. "Please…Alpha…h-hurts."
The heat that suddenly radiated off his flushed skin was almost shocking. I felt a little unsure for a moment. Was he ill?
I moved to get off the bed, then my wolf snarled and snapped at me. My eyes flashed red, and my cock…I swore to the fucking Moon it doubled in size. The tight stretch across my thick member made the skin along my spine prickle.
Quin whimpered loudly and gasped as more of his perfect perfume flooded my lungs. A deep possessive growl burst from my chest as my instincts kicked into overdrive. Turning my eyes back to my mate, my wolf inched forward.
Mate.
Mine.
Heat.
Quin let out a painful gasp, and his stomach contracted wildly, more slick readying his perfect body for me. I growled loudly, and Quin's back arched off the bed, his nipples puckered tight.
"Omega." My voice was distorted by my wolf. My cock pulsed in time with my heart as I inhaled his rich scent. "Are you in heat, my mate?"
"I…I…" Quin screamed, and I fell over his body, wrapping my fist around his cock. His eyes were blown out, pure black and wide with pain and desire. I jerked him as slick gushed out over my hips and cock. A sweet moan left his lips, and his hands fell to the bedspread. He seemed to be reaching for something, gathering mounds of fabric in his hands.
I squeezed his balls, and Quin shocked me by kicking a foot out against my chest. I released him, and he spun onto his stomach, pushing his ass into the air, presenting himself to me for the taking. His little hole fluttered wildly on nothing, slick streaming down his thighs.
Not wanting him to suffer any longer, I grabbed the base of my cock, and lined myself up. His tight ring of muscles squeezed me as I pushed into his hot body, inch by inch. I didn't stop until my hips pressed firmly against his plush ass. I pulled out, slamming back into him hard. A shiver worked through his body, and he let out a throaty moan.
I set a brutal pace, snapping my hips and jerking him back against me, ramming his sweet body hard. I wanted to be softer, but I couldn't. My wolf wouldn't allow it.
Quin continued to gasp and keen, gathering the blankets in his arms and tucking them under his neck and chest. He rubbed his face over the soft material, biting it as his orgasm ripped through his slight body. My knot expanded and I rutted forward, sealing us together, filling him with my seed.
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Quin's heat tore through him for three days. Before the first evening was over, my rut kicked in and refused to let up, pulling both of us into a non-stop, animalistic frenzy of sex. I took him everywhere. The bed, the floor, over a desk, on the staircase, in the kitchen. My Omega's slick covered every inch of this damn house, and I felt horrible for the cleaning staff.
Rolling over on the massive pile of blankets, Quin groaned softly. He nestled against the fabric on his back. His eyes met mine, and his legs fell open.
"Do you need my cock?" I asked. He nodded, but he didn't beg or crawl to urge me to fuck him faster. My rut ended early this morning, and his heat was clearly starting to ease as well.
Moving over my mate, I fingered his gaping hole for a moment. He was stretched so thoroughly and filled with so much of our combined fluids my hand pulled back drenched. I pushed my cock into him and rolled my hips forward. He hissed, then moaned, grabbing his knees to hold himself open for me.
The need to fuck him hard had faded, and I was able to concentrate on his pleasure this time. I angled my hips just right, hitting that soft bundle of nerves deep inside him. His eyes went wide as I pegged him, and he quickly came, followed immediately by my knot. Even after being thoroughly fucked for several days, he was still so tight, his ass gripping my cock like a fist.
Breathing hard, I situated myself on my forearms to keep from crushing him.
Quin licked his lips. They were a little dry. I had struggled to get my mate to eat or drink, as he refused unless my cock was in him. While I had never tended to an Omega in heat before, I had not expected how demanding and vicious my little mate would be. He snarled and bit and commanded every inch of me. It was bliss.
A small, selfish part of me hoped he wouldn't end up with pup so we could do this again soon.
"What happened in here?" Quin's voice was rough. It was the first full sentence he had spoken in days. His heat had taken his ability to speak properly, leaving my mate only able to snarl and growl.
I took in the state of the room. The candles had long since died, and every surface was covered in blankets, pillows, and couch cushions. At one point, Quin stalked around the house naked, collecting any fabric that had a pleasant feel to him, piling them up all over the bedroom.
"You were nesting," I said.
Quin's eyes went wide then a low gasp left his lips as my knot softened and I slipped out of him.
Getting up, I made my way to the washroom. Quin let out a soft whine as I crossed the room, but I promised to return quickly. I opened a small box Anja had left on the counter and pulled out a jar of ointment.
"This will help," I said as I returned to my pouty mate, the ointment in one hand and a wet towel in the other.
"What's that?" He eyed the jar.
I grab my mate's ankles and urge his legs apart. A gush of fluid pushed out of his abused hole. "You'll be hurting once all the pheromones fade. This will help."
Quin watched me with soft eyes as I cleaned him up, wiping away all the mixed fluids and a bit of faded paint. Most of it had rubbed completely off before the first night was over, covering the bedspread and pillows, but a bit lingered in patches along his velvety skin.
Once clean, I scooped up a liberal amount of the ointment and pushed it inside him. Quin grunted slightly, his nose scrunching, as I applied a generous amount in and around his puffy rim.
Slowly, his body relaxed and he smiled. "That feels nice," he hummed.
I placed the jar on the side table, then settled next to him, taking in the state of the room. Everything was covered in blankets, some of the furniture was moved and even toppled over, and a very distinct set of small, blue handprints marked the wall on either side of a full-length mirror. This place was going to be a nightmare to clean.
"Zev?" Quin whispered as he rolled into my side, snuggling against my chest. "Do we have to go back?"
I should have said 'yes'. I had things to get back to, my duty to Rin as his advisor. I was sure I was missing so much. But for now, I didn't give a shit.
"Anja stopped by this morning to drop off some food," I said, wrapping an arm around his waist and holding him tight. "I told her you were in heat."
He looked up at me with expectant eyes. "So we can stay a little longer? Maybe pretend it's not over?"
"My sweet omega," I kissed the end of his nose, "I will stay here wrapped up in your glorious body until they drag me away kicking and screaming."
A soft squeal left Quin's lips, and he smiled brilliantly, snuggling close.
