Chapter 651 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

Dayson was pounding himself inside her, every thrust releasing a bit of his anxiousness that was being replaced by another type of pressure; one that overflowed his mind with Talia and the desire to never separate, the one that can only be compared with Heaven, because if there was such a thing as Heaven, Dayson was confident that it included him being inside Talia, his mate.

Talia’s hand gripped his hair and yanked his head back, exposing his neck completely. Dayson would never expose his neck to anyone, but Talia was the exception. He was at her mercy, and he was fine with whatever she wanted to do to him.

Talia’s lips latched onto her mark at the base of his neck, shaking his insides and making his cock lurch in the rhythm of her tongue. Seductress!

“Mmm… ahh… ohh…” Lewd sounds formed in Dayson’s throat and freely escaped his open mouth as his jaw was slack open.

Any sounds that Dayson made during pleasures of the flesh were normally groans or growls, but when Talia worked on his mark, the cataclysmic shakes made him moan like a maiden who was being touched for the first time. Everything with Talia was like the first time.

‘Mine! You are mine!’, Talia’s voice sounded in Dayson’s mind, and his heart swelled from the love and adoration he felt for her. She was claiming him as hers while pulling him closer, her heels dug into his firm ass, urging him to move faster and go deeper, and he was delighted to answer her every need and want. He was made for this.

They held onto each other tightly, and the sparks of their bond confirmed they were right there, together, merged into one. How it should be.

If any of them had a wish, it would be that they could always stay together. Just like that.

Talia’s insides coiled around his cock, and Dayson groaned as he continued rocking into her while blissful heat traveled through his shaft to deliver an ample amount of his seed into Talia’s depths. Soon, she will go into heat, and then his seed will impregnate her. He was looking forward to it.

He thought it was done, just a few more thrusts to make sure he was empty, and then…

“UGGGH!” Dayson groaned when he felt a sharp pain in his neck that radiated to amplify his pleasure.

Throbbing heat burned him alive and changed him with every heartbeat, and he knew: his kitten marked him again.

His arms tightened around Talia as he sat on his knees without pulling out. Talia was on his thighs now, and both of their hips moved in small jerky movements as she was injecting him with her venom that changed him in ways he couldn’t describe. It was like Talia became part of his every cell, his heart beat in the rhythm of her name: Natalia. It was a name he heard as hers only today, yet he knew that it belonged to his kitten. It suited her.

Everything they heard matched her identity.

Her father was Valerian Moonrider, a powerful werewolf Alpha, the heir of the Midnight Guardians pack. Her mother was a mystery, but they were confident that she was not a pushover. Talia told him what she heard in the white void, so he knew that Talia’s mother stayed to fight, and she had the ability to transform a necklace into a recording device. She was definitely not a simple person.

It was a sad story to hear because her parents were probably dead, and Talia had a tough time growing up because her aunt was selfish. But the good thing was that Talia’s parents loved her, and she finally got an identity. She was not a nobody from the attic anymore. She was Natalia Moonrider, the rightful heir of the Midnight Guardians pack, and her coming here and becoming the Alpha was just a strange twist of faith for Talia to take what was always hers.

Dayson hoped that all this will have a positive effect on Talia’s confidence. She was amazing, but her low self-esteem caused Talia to undersell herself and succumb to doubts.

Dayson continued rocking into Talia because, more than her identity and powers, he was addicted to her scent and her touch which came with those addictive sparks. No matter how awesome she was, Dayson loved the most that she was his mate, his other half, and he wouldn’t want it any other way.

“Ahhh…”, Dayson exhaled loudly when Talia licked his neck to help him heal. She was doing it so diligently, releasing soft groans that spoke of possessiveness, and Dayson couldn’t let her take all the credit.

‘RIIIP!’

Dayson tore her shirt and removed his in one swift tug, both of them enjoying this additional skin contact as her breasts pressed against his chest.

Dayson’s head dipped to kiss his mark on her neck, and the shaky moan that escaped her lips spurred his urge to take her again.

Talia yelped when he flipped her, and she ended up on her knees, with her upper body resting on the coffee table. The cold surface pinched her heated skin, and she gripped the edge of the table because she knew what was coming when Dayson’s chest pressed on her back.

Dayson spread her legs and positioned himself behind her.

“That’s it, kitten”, he praised her when she perked up her ass to give him easier access.

She was full of his seed which provided additional lubrication that didn’t diminish the sparks which ignited her insides as he rammed himself into her from behind.

“Harder, Dayson”, Talia demanded. She wanted him to plunder her insides until she could feel him for hours after they were done.

Dayson straightened his posture, and she felt the loss of his heat on her back. She wondered what he was up to when…

‘SLAP!’

A sharp sting radiated from her right butt cheek, and she moaned while her back arched in pleasure.

“Again.”

Dayson grinned and spanked her again.

There was the feast and people were waiting, but both Dayson and Talia needed this break where they would get lost in each other and not care about anything else.

Dayson and Talia joined the feast to find a lot of people gathered behind the main house.

One long table was set up on the terrace to be higher than any other. There were two empty seats in the middle, obviously for Talia and Dayson.

Axel, Yasmin, Meg, Kai, James, Cornelia, Keith, and Liam were sitting at the same table with a number of older-looking people that Talia identified as Elders of the Midnight Guardians pack.

In the garden below the terrace, Talia saw hundreds of heads looking at her. Those were members of the Midnight Guardians pack, seated at the tables that were arranged in lines giving it an appearance of a massive picnic, but in the evening and with no children present.

‘Right, children…’, Talia thought and glanced at Yasmin’s still flat belly. The Midnight Guardians pack didn’t have children in about two decades (when measured by the time of the human realm, and that was much longer for people here). Axel said that the long infertility was the punishment from the Moon Goddess because Sophia and Isaac didn’t take care of Talia.

Axel believed that there will be more pregnancies and that the pack will be revived now that Talia was back.

Talia didn’t dare to think of such things. Other than her girlfriends believing that she had an ability to bring mates together (aka Malia), now Axel was saying how Talia could bring babies. Did he think of her as a stork or some love-fertility deity? She shook those thoughts away as she felt numerous eyes trained on her.

“Thank you for your patience.”, Talia’s voice was not loud, but everyone could hear her. “I apologize for the delay. Alpha Dayson and I had some urgent matters to handle.”

Talia hoped they will believe her because she couldn’t erase the goofy smile from her face, and Dayson refused to loosen his grip on her hip that would allow a fraction of space between them.

“I know you are waiting for a while, and you are probably hungry. Let’s start with food and any formalities will be postponed for before the pack run.”, Talia said and people cheered as Omegas spilled between the tables, each carrying heaping plates that smelled of roasted and grilled meat that the pack members captured earlier that day. There was plenty for everyone.

Dayson held a chair for Talia to sit on next to Meg, and she glanced over all faces at the table while lowering herself, taking a mental note of the story faces of Elders and their questioning gazes. Did they know that Dayson beat up their ex-Alphas? That was a possibility. Talia wanted to explain how he did it only because he feared she was in danger and Sophia and Isaac did it, but she kept that to herself because she was the Alpha, and Alphas don’t explain their actions as that can be seen as a sign of weakness.

Dayson told her more than once that there is a difference between private and public, as well as between friends and everyone else. In this setting, she needed to show that she was above others because only like that people will have faith they are following the right person, the strongest one, the Alpha. And that was Talia. It was complicated.

Talia noticed four empty chairs at the long table. Those were for Sophia, Isaac, Tyler, and Sandy.

Tyler and Sandy said that they will join for the feast, but it seemed they got caught up in something else and that something must be carnal pleasures as they were enjoying their fresh mate bond.

Meg told Talia that healers checked on Sandy earlier that day and that Sandy’s powers were awakening as expected. As soon as the healers confirmed that everything was fine, Tyler kicked them out of his room, and Talia could only imagine for what reason. Privacy.

Talia looked at Axel who was feeding Yasmin already. She wondered if they were able to enjoy this feast, or if the events in the main suite spoiled their mood. Talia didn’t know what all happened while she was unconscious, but she remembered the unpleasant scene when she came around. It didn’t seem right to act as if nothing had happened.

‘How are your parents?’ Talia’s voice sounded in Axel’s head through their pack mind-link.

‘Mom has a hurt pride, and dad will be fine in about one week.’

Talia was glad that he didn’t brush it off by saying how things were fine. She swallowed the apology that was bubbling to burst out of her. They were werewolves, who are rowdy in general, so even if this was the first time for Sophia and Isaac to get a beating in their own home, it shouldn’t be the first time they had injuries.

‘If I knew that the necklace will cause me to pass out for an hour, I would pick a better timing. Or at least tell Dayson not to worry.’, Talia explained.

Axel glanced at Talia. ‘Are you OK? Did the necklace harm you?’

‘No, no. It had a message from my mother.’, Talia said. ‘The side-effect was that I needed to be unconscious in order to hear it.’ She added this last part because it didn’t sound right to admit that the necklace knocked her out.

Axel’s eyebrows shot up. ‘Your mother? What did the message say?’

Talia paused to open her mouth because there was a forkful of grilled rabbit meat coming her way. She smiled at Dayson while chewing. It was sweet and tender and cooked just right. Dayson always made sure she got the best pieces, and he paced the feeding just right so that her mouth didn’t go empty.

Talia touched the necklace, and then she responded to Axel’s question.

‘What I heard was more like a preview that confirmed there is a message only I could unlock when the time is right. But I didn’t hear what those conditions are, so I will wear it and hope to trigger it accidentally.’ She turned to look at Axel. ‘Did Sophia ever talk about this necklace?’

‘No.’, Axel responded with finality. Sophia got that necklace from her jewelry box, where numerous other necklaces and bracelets were arranged above rings and below earrings. It didn’t have any prominent position or anything special about it. ‘I believe that my mother held it as something her brother left behind, a memento of some sort. And before you ask, I never heard of the ability to record messages into metal or precious stones, but your father found his mate, which means that both of them got an ability. Anything was possible.’

‘Thank you, Axel.’ Talia really meant it. ‘I am aware that your position is not the best one.’

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