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My body was becoming numb and I couldn’t move, nor did I want to. I just wanted to erase time and make sure none of this ever happened. Why couldn’t that have been one of my gifts, I thought. The ability to change time… that was a gift worth having.
“Nova,” Marc shouted. I looked up and saw that he was standing where Maxon had been laying but now Maxon was standing in front of him with a syringe near his neck. I slowly got up.
“Enough Marc. You’ve made your point,” I gritted through my teeth.
“I don’t think I have because you still haven’t stopped me. Besides when you have your dying mate in your arms, proclaiming shit that to you won’t matter even the slightest, then we’ll be even.”
“Marc, I don’t want to kill you,” I growled as he pushed the syringe into Maxon’s neck. I knew what was in the syringe. It wasn’t hard to guess, there isn’t a lot that can kill a werewolf.
“Let’s see who's faster,” he laughed.
“Marc don’t.”
He began injected Maxon with the silver and my body acted on its own as I ripped Maxon away from Marc and instantly broke Marc’s hand. His scream of pain made my wolf and me happy, excited even. We wanted to cause him more pain like he had done us. I threw him against the wall and smashed his head into the hard cement.
When I let him go, he unconsciously fell to the floor. I took that time to take the silver pipes and ram one into both hands, both feet, and his stomach. He was going to live, but he was going to suffer.
“Nova,” Maxon called. I whipped around and was instantly cradling him in my lap. I licked at his wound so it could close and they heal. “The syringe Nova,” he struggled.
I looked over at the syringe and saw that it was half empty, which meant that Maxon had silver running through his veins. I rested my head against his and cried. I just kept crying even though he was telling me soothing things like how much he loved me and how he was sorry for letting all of this happen.
I laughed bitterly. Of course, the Goddess would let Marc win... He deserved his revenge.
“Babe you didn’t deserve this,” he said softly. The poison would soon stop his heart. He could barely keep his eyes open and his heartbeat was slowing down.
“Maxon I love you. So much. I love you,” I whispered into his hair.
“Love you too Nova. I’ll see you again. I’ll be fine.” He was just talking now.
“It’s not you I’m worried about,” I whispered and then I heard it.
The final beats that his heart was going to take. He gripped my hands as hard as he could, looking me deep into my eyes. I let my tears fall freely as I stared at my mate drift away. My wolf gave out a loud howl as her mate withered away along with mine.
I gently placed his head on the hard floor and laid next to him, wrapping myself in his arms. I screamed out as I felt the warmth start to recede from his body. I laid there and cried. When Marc came around and began to scream in pain, I drowned him out. He deserved to suffer. He would die soon enough, anyway. I don’t know how long I laid there. I don’t even remember closing my eyes and I don’t remember falling asleep.
Chapter 32
Nova
I opened my eyes and looked at Maxon. His eyes were as wide as my own, and we were both breathing hard. I looked around the space and noticed we were back in Alex’s car. I looked down at my clothes and noticed I was wearing the same outfit from my birthday… My eyes looked back at Maxon and I swallowed hard. My throat was extremely dry and hoarse.
“Did you see that,” I asked him quietly.
Everyone was as completely oblivious to us like they were in that vision. Maxon nodded profusely, still not able to talk, and I didn’t blame him. All of it seemed real, too real.
“Are you really embarrassed by me,” I asked.
“No. Not anymore, it was more because I wanted to protect you, but I can see I didn’t do that,” he said sullenly. Even though it was just a dream, I could feel his hatred for himself. He couldn’t take care of the one thing that was truly his. But hell, who was I to talk? I let them all die.
“What about the part about always loving me?”
“True,” he said.
I smiled and mentally said screw it. I leaned into Maxon’s embrace and brought my lips to his. As soon as they touched Maxon and I both let out moans of approval. I barely felt the car swerve as Alex and everyone in the car looked at us like we had lost our minds, but we didn’t care. We weren’t going to make the same mistake twice, at least I wasn’t.
The kiss was getting heated as Maxon’s hand drifted under my shirt and his strong hand gripped my breast making me moan from both pleasure and pain. We had no idea the car had stopped, nor did we know that Alex had gotten out of the car and if I wasn’t leaning into Maxon, I would have fallen right out of the car and fallen onto the concrete.
Maxon and I’s tongues were fighting for dominance when I was suddenly pulled out of his car and from his grasp. I whimpered and tried to get back to Maxon, my mate but Alex was in the way. Maxon growled and swiftly got out of the car pulled me back to him and picked me up cradling me to his chest.
“Mine,” he growled.
“Wait. You two are mates,” Alex asked shocked.
We could hear the shocked gasps and whispers coming from the car.
“Yes,” I breathlessly moaned.
“And you just fought out now? In my car,” he asked.
“Yes,” Maxon growled. “We aren’t going to school today. Have fun.” Maxon grabbed my bag and gently put me down on the concrete. He reached out for my hand and I took it.
“I feel so bad for Maxon,” I heard Natalie mumbled. “Hope he doesn’t get smashed by that cow.” Her giggles were mixed with those who were still in the car. I growled and looked at Maxon.
“Hold on I forgot something,” I said.
I walked back to the car and opened Natalie’s door and dragged her out. She screamed. “What the fuck is your problem cow?”
“My problem is the fact that you’re not a wolf.”
“I am you, idiot,” she said laughing, but I could see that she was nervous.
Everyone else in the car laughed with her calling me all types of names but Alex and Maxon just looked at me. I knew Maxon was the only one who saw what I saw, but Alex was my brother, so he’d believe me over anyone.
“You’re a shapeshifter.”
“I am not,” she ground out.
“You are. I’ve–“Maxon cleared his throat and smiled in my direction. “We’ve seen it.”
Maxon walked up to her and grabbed her by the throat. I could feel his anger radiating through our forming bond. It was getting stronger by the second. He didn’t look like he was going to let go out of her throat anytime soon.
“Maxon,” I called. I reached out my hand for him and he dropped her and took it and then looked at Alex.
“Make sure she is gone off our lands before the day is through. Make sure she knows that if she steps on this land again, she will be killed on site,” his authority leaked through the command leaving no room for questions.
“What? Maxon, you can’t do this to me! What about everything we had between us? I love you,” she shouted at him totally ignoring the fact that my brother, her so-called boyfriend, was standing there looking at her like she had grown three heads. She ran to Maxon and wrapped her arms around his waist again ignoring a very important person. Me.
My wolf and I didn’t like the sight of her touching Maxon so we instantly growled and ripped her hands from his waist and flung her into Alex’s car and before she could completely hit the car I was there to smash her further into the car. I gripped her by her throat and growled in her face.
“Touch my mate again and you’ll be pulling away stubs were your arms were,” I warned.
“Fuck you bitch. He’s mine,” she spat; I mean she literally spit on me. Maxon growled behind me and I could hear him making his way over to me.
Stay where you are Maxon, I sent him.
Let me just kill her already. I will not have her or anyone else disrespecting you. Not after what I saw, he said struggling to keep her wolf at bay.
Maxon, I love you, but I am Luna now, so I must show them that I am not the scared timid girl I once was. Plus, I can’t let you kill her.
Why not, he asked.
Because you’re not a killer, I replied quickly in a duh tone.
For you, I’d be anything you needed.
We’ll get back to that in a second, I promised before I turned my attention back to Natalie.
I picked her up away from the car and tightened my grip on her throat. The fact that she clawed at my hand with her manicured nails made my wolf purr. I bet she wouldn’t touch what’s mine again, I thought. I brought her down lower and punched her in the face.
“That’s for Alex you slut,” I shouted at her.
“Nova that’s enough,” Alex called from the driver side of the car.
I whipped my head to his, and we had a stare down for dominance. I know my eyes had turned from my eyes to my wolf’s. She didn’t like the fact that Alex was challenging her. Maxon growled at him from behind us causing Alex to submit to me. I huffed and growled at Maxon earning a chuckle from him.
“I’m only saying she’s had enough. You guys don’t want her here we get it all ready,” he said with his eyes still downcast.
“Look at me,” I growled at him. When he did, I projected all of my memories of the dream Maxon and I shared. I could see his face fall and then he focused his eyes back on me and nodded.
“My mate,” he asked excitedly. I nodded knowing that he couldn’t wait to meet his mate. Natalie made a noise that snapped me from my happiness for Alex.
I punched her again. “And that’s for Noni!”
“Who the hell is Noni,” she shouted through the blood dribbling from her lip.
Another punch. “These two are for Maxon!”
“And this,” I said through gritted teeth. Grasping her throat tighter and letting my extended claws sink in the skin of her neck. “Is for me...”
“If I or anyone else for that matter ever see you on this land, my land again I will personally skin you alive shapeshifter,” I warned. I dropped her and watched her scramble to breathe. “You have an hour to deviate from the land and we smell your scent still here we will follow it and kill you.”
I walked over to a smiling Maxon and snuggled into his waiting arms. “That was sexy,” whispered in my ear.
“So are you,” I said smiling. We had begun walking back to the packhouse. I was going to have to talk to Maxon about us getting a house somewhere close or building one because I still wasn’t a fan of packhouses.
“Nova,” he said his voice suddenly becoming serious. I didn’t answer him I just stopped walking and looked up at him.
“I just wanted to say I’m sorry for all those things that I did,” he apologized.
“But you didn’t– “
“I know I didn’t do any of those things but if I hadn’t seen that I would’ve. I would’ve caused all of that to happen. Alex’s death, Noni’s, hell my own death and I would’ve left you here alone and I never want that,” he said sweetly.
My eyes began to water as I thought about the three of them dying right in front of me. Even though I didn’t know Noni yet the pain of losing her felt the same as if I had. I made a mental note to myself to hug Alex and tell him I loved him when he came home from school. I remembered not being able to say anything to him before he died and that killed me. Not being able to hold it back any further I let the dams loose so my tears could fall freely. Maxon was cradling me in his chest instantly trying to calm me down.
“Hey babe it's OK. We are OK. I am here,” he said sweetly rubbing his nose in the crook of my neck both soothing me and turning me on at the same time.
“I know but I just felt so real. Like I had really lost you guys forever. I can remember thinking about using the rest of the silver on myself,” I said to him.
We didn’t say anything the rest of the way to the packhouse. Maxon kept me in his arms the rest of the way back, and I glad he didn’t because it would have taken us a lot longer to get there with our heavy minds. When we got there, he wasted no time taking me to his room. He dropped my bag and then placed me on the bed gently leaning over me without his weight crushing me.
“Everyone is either at work or school,” he said with a sexy glint in his eyes. “We won’t get interrupted now.”
**
It wasn’t until around 3:30 pm that everyone started flooding back into the packhouse. Maxon was still asleep with me cuddled into his huge frame. I tried to get up, but he only tightened his hold, mumbling things about never letting go. I couldn’t tell if he was seriously sleeping or just joking, so I tried again. He tightened it some more. It didn’t hurt, but I really had to go to the bathroom, and it was turning into one of those pee-pee dance situations.
“Maxon let me up. I have to go to the bathroom,” I whined.
“Pee in the bed. It’s OK I won’t judge you,” he said. Again, I couldn’t tell if he was just playing or if he was serious. “I’m serious. I don’t want to let you go.”
“Maxon I’m only going to the bathroom. I’ll be right back,” I promised him kissing his cheek. He loosened his grip, and I immediately slid from the bed and ran to the bathroom.
“You know it’s not a relationship until I see you use the bathroom right,” he called from the room. I just laughed.
**
I was in the shower when Maxon came walking into the bathroom with a pair of basketball shorts and a wife-beater. He had completely shredded my clothes this morning, and I needed something more than his shirt to wear. Thinking that he was just going to sit the clothes down and leave was my mistake. He just leaned against the counter and watched me wash my body.
I tried not to make it seem like I was putting on a show for him but the more he watched the hornier I became; damn heating phase. I started with my legs first and worked my way up. I also made sure the soap fell a couple of times so I would have to bend over to big it up in front of Maxon, earning me that sexy growl. I moaned when I heard it. It wasn’t until I reached my upper body and neck that Maxon started really losing control, especially when I touched my mark. We both moaned, and he ripped off his clothes and jumped in the shower with me.
Finally.
You sure are a slut now, my wolf laughed jokingly.
It’s not being a slut if he is the only one who will be touching me for the rest of my life, I replied.
Uh-huh. I see you’ve finally learned how to control your gifts.
It was true. Last night Maxon and I learned that I didn’t like being the submissive mate any more than he would’ve. So, we made a game out of it and tried to get the other to beg, and right now I had Maxon against the shower wall teasing him so badly that his knees were buckling.
Yep. Thanks for that by the way. I would have never been able to do it without you, I said. I could feel her shy from the flattery, but she quickly regained her narcissistic attitude.
We are complete opposites, I thought laughing to myself.
Well, of course, you couldn’t. By the way, aren’t you forgetting something important, she asked.
Now what? The images of Maxon’s father and the Vampire flashed through my mind. I stopped what I was doing looking for some clue in the vision that could’ve mentioned where they were.
It wasn’t a vision or a dream, my wolf commented.
OK what was it then, I asked smartly.
It was a premonition. When you touched Maxon, you saw his future. You saw what would’ve happened if he did what he was planning, she explained.
“Babe, are you OK,” Maxon.
“We are in trouble,” I said quietly.
“Why?”
“Your father, the Vampire. They both still want me…”
Chazminne Harrison, His Rejection
