Chapter 1

My name was Cayden. I was thirty-one years old and the Alpha of the Silverclaw Pack.

The pack elders said that an Alpha was naturally stronger than any other werewolf.

Eileen was my fated mate, a gift from the Moon Goddess. I would rather endure cold showers every night than force a marking on her.

Only a rogue would stoop to such behavior.

At seven in the evening, I returned home from patrolling the outlying territories. The dust and scent of the mountain forests still clung to my clothes.

I pushed open the bedroom door and saw Eileen standing by the bed, smoothing the sheets. She was wearing a tight skirt and black stockings.

The moment I saw her from behind, the wolf inside me caught fire.

I wrapped my arms around her from behind and cupped her breasts.

The instant our skin touched, the spark granted by the Moon Goddess surged from my palms and deep into my bones. My wolf let out a long-suppressed whimper.

I had been away on business for a while, and it had been far too long since I'd seen my mate.

I came home wanting to mate with her properly, but we hadn't even been at it for two minutes before she started crying out that she couldn't take it anymore.

"Eileen, I'm going crazy. I'm about to release, and I don't wanna stop," I said.

I stood behind her with my hands gripping her chest. The rhythm of my hips gradually slowed as I spoke with a look of frustration.

"How long has it been since we actually mated?"

"Cayden, no... Please, stop," Eileen begged.

In less than two minutes, she began to struggle. Her wolf curled into a tiny ball, reacting with the primal instinct of a creature facing a predator.

A female wolf's soul had its limits. To her, the power of a pureblood Alpha wasn't a pleasure. It was agony.

I pulled out of her and sat on the edge of the bed to finish myself off.

Seeing my distress, her eyes grew red. "I'll help you with my hands."

She used her index finger to stroke the tip gently. Waves of relief washed over me instantly, making my whole body relax.

Her touch caused the heat to flood through me. I panted heavily. "Eileen... stop playing around. Just help me finish. I can't stand it."

As soon as her fingers wrapped around me, that unique mate-bond electricity exploded again. I let out a muffled groan.

My wolf whimpered inside me. This wasn't what it wanted.

It wanted true mating. It wanted to pin its mate down and mark her completely. That was the Moon Goddess's true intent for the bond.

"Cayden, I'll use my breasts. It'll be faster," she suggested after ten minutes of handwork, seeing that I still hadn't found release.

"Alright," I agreed, worried that she was getting tired.

Eileen adjusted her position and used her hands to press her full breasts together, sandwiching my member between them.

She moved up and down rhythmically. After another ten minutes of this, a tingling sensation surged from below.

I was at the breaking point. My breathing became ragged as I shouted, "Eileen, faster... faster... I'm going to cum!"

Seeing my state, Eileen began to provoke me with dirty talk. "Cayden... take me... use me hard!"

Hearing those words, I couldn't hold back any longer.

My body trembled, and a thick surge of essence spilled out. That rich Alpha scent, so potent it was almost tangible, filled the entire bedroom.

"Hmph, it's so much every time. You got it all over me," Eileen teased as she wiped herself clean.

I leaned down and kissed her with a smile. But behind that kiss, there was a void in my heart that couldn't be filled.

My Alpha instincts whispered to me that I needed more than just a release.

I needed real mating. I needed that total surrender where a mate let down all her guards and belonged to me completely.

That was the original gift of the bond from the Moon Goddess.

The doorbell rang.

"Cayden, it's Veronica!" Eileen said, her face pale with shock.