Damon
Serena gasped in surprise, bathed in the silvery glow of the moon. "Wait, spirit wolves?" she inquired, her words lingering in the night air like unanswered questions. "So, you have more than one spirit wolf?"
"Yeah," I replied.
I could see the disbelief in her gaze as I let out a nervous chuckle and scratched the back of my head, feeling somewhat self-conscious. The soft rustle of leaves in the nearby trees seemed to echo her skepticism, and I couldn't help but notice how the moonlight played on her features as she shook her head in amusement.
"So, you've got two spirit wolves while other wolves aren't born with one," she commented, her curiosity piqued. "How many did you get from the moon goddess?" She probed further.
I answered, watching Serena's reaction closely while Romulus nudged me to continue. "I have two spirit wolves inside me, twins actually. One's Remus, and the other's Romulus."
Serena's eyes sparkled with fascination. "And why are you telling me this?" She leaned closer as she inquired.
I took a deep breath and explained, "First, let me clarify that I didn't have a disability. I think the reason why I can't smell my mate is because I have two spirit wolves inside me. But between the two, I can only shift into Romulus's wolf form." I sighed, a mixture of emotions welling up within me.
Serena listened intently, absorbing the information. She was processing the revelation when she finally asked, "What about Remus?"
"Well, here's where things get weird," I confessed. "He disappeared inside me the day I met you. It was the last time I ever spoke to him. Even his twin brother felt that he no longer resides in me."
Serena's eyes widened, her expression mirroring my confusion. "How did that happen?"
I looked down, my voice filled with uncertainty. "We don't know for sure," I replied. "But one thing's certain, it happened the first time we had sex."
Serena turned silent for a moment. As much as I wanted to, I failed to read what was probably running inside her head. Then, she took a deep breath and began narrating her own story that we didn’t have an opportunity to discuss the first time we met.
"I was born wolfless, an outcast from the very beginning,” she began. I listened intently, my eyes filled with empathy. "Being born without a wolf was a curse that tormented my life. I had a very ugly childhood, worsened by my father’s second marriage to a woman who loathed me to the core. My own pack, the Goldenridge pack, despised me for it. Everyone hated me for something I had no control over."
"I'm so sorry, Serena," I offered sympathetically. "That must have been incredibly tough."
Serena nodded, her eyes glistening with emotion. "It was, but there was one person who always stood by my side—my cousin and best friend, Shey. She was the only one who showed me any kindness. But eventually, she found her mate and moved to Blood Rose, leaving me all alone to fend for myself. Eventually, the evilness of my stepmother became too much, well, you know what happened, and I had to run away from Goldenridge to survive and try to get my life back."
I reached out to hold her hand, offering my support. Serena gave me a faint smile. Despite the bitterness in her eyes, I knew she appreciated it.
Taking another deep breath, Serena continued, "As I wandered alone in the Goldenridge forest, some rogues ambushed me. They... they tried to assault me, and I thought it was the end for me." She shuddered at the painful memory. Serena's voice quivered as she continued her story. The suspense was almost unbearable, and I leaned in, captivated by her words.
"But just as I was about to lose all hope," she said, her voice filled with emotion, "a voice from within me came to my aid, a spirit wolf that I never knew existed within me. Through him, I was saved from those rogues until I was found and saved by Alexei."
My heart raced as I felt a presence in my mind—Romulus shouting within me. Her story confirmed our suspicions, the long-held belief that there was something extraordinary about Serena and how she was profoundly connected to us. This was bigger than I could have ever imagined.
I couldn't contain my excitement any longer. My eyes widened, and my voice trembled with anticipation. "Serena," I asked, my heart pounding in my chest, "what was the name of this spirit wolf you are talking about?"
Serena looked into my eyes, her face a mix of emotions, and then she said those magical words that sent a thrill through my entire being. "His name... his name was Remus, and the way he talked about you, I was pretty sure it was the same Remus that you and your other spirit wolf were looking for."
Overwhelmed with joy, I moved closer, and our lips met in a passionate embrace. It felt like bolts of electricity were running under my skin, and my body trembled as if fireworks were going off inside me. At first, Serena appeared momentarily frozen, probably not knowing what to do. But I didn't have to dwell on it for long, as my body seemed to guide her, allowing her to let herself go.
With my eyes closed, I let go of all my reservations and focused on the sensations I was sharing with her. I moved my hand to her hips, instinctively pressing it with a delicate touch. The moment was intensely intimate, and I could even sense the rhythm of her heartbeat and the sound of her breath.
I gently tugged at her lower lip, but she didn't grant me entry. I let out a deep, longing groan, and suddenly, my hand moved down to her behind, giving it a gentle squeeze that caused her to gasp. Without hesitation, I took full advantage of the moment, and my tongue explored her mouth. Our tongues danced together, leaving me speechless and craving more. Our tongues playfully wrestled for control, a battle I had no problem letting her win. I let out a soft moan into our kiss, lost in the indescribable sensations she was conveying through our connection.
The kiss, initially tender and light, grew more passionate. I could feel the tension building in her body as I continued to ravish her lips. Then, I moved my mouth down to her neck, leaving a fiery trail that I hoped would ignite her desire. I couldn't help but release a quiet moan as I felt how much she was enjoying it. I playfully licked her collarbone, teasing her to surrender as I continued to suck it lightly. I could feel her knees going weak, overwhelmed by the sensations, and she had to hold onto my neck for support. This encouraged me further, feeling overwhelmed to claim her once more. I continued to explore every inch of her body, causing her to gasp for air.
Her body was begging for what was evident, and I couldn't wait any longer. So, I carried her to her room, in a bridal style, and gently placed her on the bed. The next thing she knew, she was naked before me, her core glistening with the need to be touched. I let out a mild growl as I separated her thighs and entered her.
"Oh, Damon!" she moaned while clinging to my hair for support. Her body trembled with anticipation as I felt her walls clenching against my shaft. I thrust forward, making her moan once again. Slowly, I steadied my rhythm until I could no longer control my need for her, claiming her again and again as she shouted my name repeatedly through the quietness of the night.