Jaxon’s POV

The morning sunlight took no permission before penetrating through the curtains, and descending gracefully on Liora's sleeping form, giving her elegant body a magic glow. I was too focused on Liora, but still I could hear distant noises, it was the pack at it again; waking up, but lazily arising to their daily duties. But right here in the dimly lighted chamber, it was a different case, as we had no plans of waking up, at least not yet. Last night has no word for its description, it was beyond magical. One moment, I felt like I was dreaming, another moment, I had to accept my reality. Liora was truly mine, I have won the fight, though the main fight is yet to come, but this is the key to getting everything. During the time I sent gifts for her, right to the first day she set her feet back to the pack from the Night Howlers, I had kept myself occupied, occasionally thinking about the night to come, my sacred night with Liora. I knew that she would become mine somehow, I knew the moon goddess would give me a second chance to right my wrongs, but I never imagined it to come in this form. As our bodies intertwined, blissfully enjoying the enchanting moment, I feared that she would one day leave me. I feared the possibility of the pain I caused her coming back, making her change her mind. I feared that I might not love her enough, just as she deserves. While we bonded, unintentionally creating an irrevocable bond, I decided to take a step at a time, to give myself the honors of enjoying the moment while it lasts. As I watched her sleeping form with my eyes eating her up, our moment of weakness came flashing back in my memory, and I realized how much I have missed having her for myself. I am the Alpha, but even my level of leadership, not even my position could stop me from giving anything to have just a moment of such weakness with her. She was everything beautiful, all that I expected and more. I waited for her to wake up, to continue with what the morning had for us, something even more beautiful and enticing. Liora's eyes landed at the ceiling immediately she woke up. She blinked uncontrollably, giving her another beautiful feature, and funny enough, I wanted her to never stop. I could sit all day watching her, never taking my eyes out of her sight. Just when I thought she had seen something that fascinates her more than me on the ceiling, and would never acknowledge my presence, she turned, greeting me with the most beautiful smile ever. The connection was undeniable, we were inseparable, our eyes glued on each other's faces, unwilling to let go even for a split second. She was too weak to even speak, I had done a great work, proud of the Alpha I had become. 'Good morning, my beautiful mate," I said to her in a whisper, brushing away a strand of hair from her glowing face. By this time, her face was all flushed, maybe remembering what happened in the night. Her skin was giving a warm blanket under my touch, her sweet scent was all over me, drowning me in a river of love, leaving me helpless, but refreshed. 'Good morning," she replied with the sweetest voice ever heard, she was indeed destined to be the Luna in all round. Everything about her was just sweet, the softness of her voice, her tender touch, and her magical rule on the sword, all made her a unique creature. Without thinking, tired of watching her, I leaned over and captured her lips, but in a slow kiss. I never intended it to linger longer than usual, but I couldn't help myself. I wanted to pull away, at least to give her time to breathe, but I had no control over that. How can I initiate a kiss but won't be able to end? That's to show you how sweet she was. Her taste was everything, gracing my taste buds with her sweetness, tasting like the moonlight itself. I had no regrets, I remain grateful to the moon goddess, for choosing her for me, and for the second chance to reunite again. Just when I was about pulling out, her hands jolted me back to the present as I felt her tender fingers trace lazy patterns boldly all over my chest. She deepened the kiss, not giving me room to pull out as I had planned. It appeared she also wanted it as much as I do. When she finally pulled out, obviously drunk with satisfaction, she tried to talk, but all that could come out of her mouth was all moans. She was still very much ready for more, but Liora would always be Liora, carrying the affairs of the pack on her head. Pecking me on the lips, she started, 'We should get to the business of the day. The pack is waiting, there are duties to attend to." 'The pack can wait, and for duties, I have been devoted to carrying them on my shoulders since I was tender. And what has it done, only take what I cherish most from me. That also can wait." I growled, my wolf bubbling with joy playfully inside me. In a split second, I flipped her onto her back, crazily pinning her beneath me on the bed. Her laughter echoed through the room, filling my ears with melodious music. She was enjoying the moment, she was happy and I was proud of myself. I pressed a great number of kisses along her jaw, slowly moving to her neck, I had come to notice how that was her most sensitive part, her weak point. She shivered immediately. My tongue landed there, her body was on fire, breathlessly trying to keep to my rhythm and respond to every touch. 'J.a.x.o.n," she stammered, her voice exposing her vulnerability, how longing to have more of me. 'The pack needs the arti...fa...facts…" 'They will all be fine," I whispered back against her skin, making sure to press her weak point, 'Right now, all my focus would be on only you. You deserve all the best. " She sighed softly, and I knew she was tired of struggling to remain sane, struggling to resist my magical touch, so she gave in. I groaned as her hands tangled my hair, giving me a sensation that I had no word for its description. All I knew was that I loved it, I never wanted it to end. She snuggled closer to me, her sweetness torturing me. At some point, I wished we would remain in that form, never going out to meet duties and loads of battles, just here with the only one that matters. After a few seconds, I did that which I knew how best to do, moved my lips back to hers. It was more like a reassurance kiss, giving her more reason than was necessary on why we should remain indoors, at least not today. She was mine, mine to hold and cherish, mine to worship and adore, mine to protect. We would resume duty, but for now, we would first perform the duties to ourselves, we would swim in the newness of our sealed bond. Liora's POV As dawn approached with a great pace, the activities of the sacred night remained intact in my memory. It lingered so much that I feared I might want some more, more than I had the night before. The connection was magical, I had expected something great, but not to this extent. I was engulfed in his sweetness, it felt like I was meant to be here, to be bound to him. How did I manage to stay far away for such a long time? I realized how much of him I had denied myself because of my stubbornness. Jaxon's embrace was certainly my position, where I truly belonged. I had woken to deep thoughts, staring at the ceiling while he watched me amused. I love it that I had such a hold on him. I loved it that I kept him glued staring at my face. The sunlight from the morning sun even made it easier for him. It gave him enough illumination to watch me, to wonder in awe at my beauty. I had married an Alpha, an incomparable gene, my partner, my mate. Last night was everything to me. I was intoxicated, I became vulnerable, the memories were worth reminiscing on. I was shocked at myself, that Liora could become this weak? I had sworn never to be associated with weakness ever again, after being rejected on the night of the moon ceremony, but here I was, vulnerable and helpless beneath the one that had heartlessly rejected and tormented me. I had entrusted everything to him, my body, my heart, even agreed to share my life with him. The irony of it all was that he was the master planner of my rejection. The very one that made my life miserable in the most cruel way. He had so much control over me, my body and all that concerned me. At first, I tried to hide it, to not let him in completely, but I betrayed myself, I betrayed us; I and my wolf. I knew I was alone in my defense mechanism, but I had to draw my wolf in. I just had to keep pretending that she was in support of me not getting back to Jaxon, but I knew she was never part of the plan. From the way she growls each time we perceive his presence, to the way she keeps mute , not replying to me when I feel chatty. Sometimes, it would take Mira visiting me before she would respond. I had no idea how Mira did that, but she was in a whole mood. I know she was waiting for details of my sacred night, but I won't bulge. Her chatty self would be starved of all she would be waiting for. Back to the dimly lighted chamber where a lot happened, Jaxon's voice jolted me back to the present, interrupting my beautiful thoughts. I realized I had strayed away from the room, wandered far away from the present. 'Good morning my mate, my Luna," He whispered rather romantically, his voice hoarse but music to my ears. Jaxon stared at me for some moment, the warmth in his gaze a mirror of his heart. He had proposed a lot within him, maybe he was still shocked that we were finally one, and sealed our bond with a sacred night. 'Good morning, my Alpha," I replied, snuggling more to his side. His breath was fresh, brushing from strains of hair on my face. Tired of staring at me, tired of admiring my beauty from afar, he leaned in and captured my lips with his. The kiss was soft at first, as I opened up to welcome him, but I quickly deepened, desiring to have more of him than I already have. His magical hands found their way to my tiny waist, slowly tracing my curves and my edges. He pulled me closer, as he intentionally ran his tongue across my neck. It was wonderful how he was able to detect my weak point in just a night. I shivered and moaned out loudly immediately his tongue landed on my neck. It got even worse when he halted, taking a break on my nipples. I let out a moan unable to control myself again. . With a mischievous smile, Jaxon pinned me gently on the bed, the sheets welcoming me like I was part of them. 'I won't let go until we are fully intoxicated, enough to make us forget our names," he had said, the smirk still on his face. I had no choice but to give in as my body wanted even more than he was offering. 'Then, don't waste time in making it unforgettable," I replied before I could stop myself. I wanted more, way more than he can offer. He wasted no time in claiming my lips again, this time, more fiercely that I feared he might bite them off. Our body followed suit by intertwining passionately. I was ripped off of every sense of ownership of my body, but I loved it, I even wanted more. Every kiss gave room for another one, my vulnerability making my walls to crumble. 'I'm all yours now," I whispered while still kissing, my emotions taking the best of me. He groaned in between the kisses. 'And I'm yours, Liora my Luna. Forever yours." Our bodies danced endlessly to the heat of the moment. Finally, I opened up and welcomed him into my entrance, while I shifted to accommodate his weight. I vibrated like an electric shock immediately he balanced in me, the feeling was out of the world, the very moment I enjoyed most. 'Lio...ra…" he groaned my name, desire evident in his voice as he tried to convey his heart to me. Not long, we reached a rhythmic peak, breathlessly gasping for air. This is our moment, our sacred night memory, opening up to more nights of wonders.