Blood Moon: Lunar Eclipse
Ch10 - The Call of the Heat 🌶

Ariella

One moment I was talking to Caroline and my family; the next, I was hunched over in the foetal position. It felt as though something was inside of me, clawing its way to get out. I could barely keep my eyes open; the pain was unbearable. The heat was worse than the first time. Being so close to my mate without completing the mating bond was most definitely what made it come back so quickly and at such force.

I hadn’t noticed the circle that had been created around me. No one would dare come close to me, not unless they wanted Logan to rip them to shreds.

I looked up once I could smell citrus and rainwater, my mate. The heat eased ever so slightly with him being in the same room as me. My wolf urged me to run towards him and complete the mating bond. I was about to until he uttered a single word…

“Run.”

His eyes zoned in on me. The wolf inside Logan wanted to hunt; he wanted to dominate me. I could tell from his ravenous, feral eyes alone. My wolf was thrilled, excited for the chase, until my body convulsed in another spell of discomfort.

Logan’s eyes deepened, his hairs began to grow thicker on his exposed skin. He was about to shift…

I feared what Logan might do to the people closest to me if I didn’t leave this room, so I used what little energy I had left and bolted for the exit, wobbling towards the forest on shaky legs. Each step I took made the agonising pain amplify. I don’t know how long I could run for, but I know it won’t be for long. I can barely stand straight, let alone run. Logan needed to regain control of his wolf; otherwise, the mating process could be painful. And in my state, there would be nothing I could do to stop him…

I might not even want to stop him.

A loud, bestial roar echoed through the forest, making me stop in my tracks. I knew it was my mate, and I knew he was close.

I kept going until I no longer could. Falling to my knees on my now mud-stained dress. I reached for the closest branch, pulling myself up with what little strength I had left until I stood, slightly hunched. I could smell my mate. He was close, but my sight was cloudy; I could barely see my hands in front of me.

I felt a spark of electricity pulse through my cheek as a warm hand gently stroked. Logan rested his forehead on mine, and seconds later, his lips were on mine in a vigorous, conquering kiss. His hands snatched me forward. I wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting to be as close to him as possible. My back slammed into something firm as the tree dug into my back, tearing into my dress.

My skin was on fire, but every touch, kiss or caress from Logan eased the insufferable heat. Right now, he was the only cure, and I wanted to devour him.

As the kiss deepened, his hand fisted my hair and pulled. I gasped, allowing his tongue to plunge into my mouth. The need to breathe became non-existent.

The pain of the heat was barely noticeable by this point. We were ferocious animals who only cared about one thing; The only thing we craved was one another.

I ground my hips into something long and hard. Whatever it was made my pussy pulse and my panties drip with need. Neither of us wanted to wait any longer. I needed this. We both needed this. The call of the mate bond was too strong to ignore this time.

I heard a rip of fabric and felt cold air beat against my chest. Seconds later, soft lips suckled on my breast, his free hand fondling my hardened nipple. I continued grinding on the rod beneath his trousers, the tension between my legs growing with each passing second.

I began lifting my dress, wanting the cold air to soothe my heated skin. Logan’s large hand tore through my skirt, ripping off my panties in the process. He practically ripped off the button on his pants as his cock sprung free. I didn’t have time to react as he thrust inside of me; no mercy, no hesitation. I squealed in both pain and pleasure, but it didn’t take long for my core to fully open up to him. The pain from the heat finally subsided but turned into something equally deadly…

Need.

His thrusts turned violent. The tree scraped against my now bareback. But the overwhelming pleasure in my core grew with each thrust. I could feel him hitting the deepest parts of me. The parts no other person has ever come close to.

My core began to compress, the continuous thrusting almost becoming unbearable until I felt it—pure, metaphoric bliss accompanied by something sharp puncturing my neck. Logan’s teeth elongated and pierced my flesh, leaving a small trail of blood to trickle down to my chest.

He marked me.

I felt my foggy mind begin to clear. As his cock began to thicken inside me, I let my wolf come forward, and I pierced his skin just as he did mine. The moment I did, his seed flooded inside of me, causing another orgasm to hit me just as hard and just as strong.

The mating bond was complete.

The heat was no longer existent.

My body came down from its high just as Logan’s thrust began to slow. His eyes returned to their original hue. He slipped out of me, both of us gasping for air as he rested his head on mine.

The heat may have subsided, but my hunger for him hadn’t. I felt my core compress and my juices slicked my already wet thighs. Before I knew what was happening, he slung me over his shoulder and ran back to the pack house with animalistic speed.

If this were any other day, I would have been concerned that others might see me half-naked in my torn dress. But no one would dare come near us, not now, not in the midst of the heat. The arousal surrounding us was enough to ward off wolves for miles. So, the fear of being seen was far from my mind.

The second we reached the deadly silent pack house, Logan marched to our room, taking the stairs two at a time.

He threw me on the soft velvet sheets and ripped off whatever clothing that was still intact. Once he was fully stripped, he turned to me. The look he shot me made me feel worried yet excited. It was one that said he would break me, that now there was no stopping him.

He climbed on top and tore through whatever was left of my flimsy white dress. He flipped me over so I was on my knees, my legs spread wide for him to use.

I was utterly at his mercy.

Being mated to a wolf was one thing, but an Alpha wolf meant so much more. His need for dominance and control was overwhelming.

I felt my stomach flutter with butterflies. My breathing became erratic as his hand traced along the intricate lines of my submission mark.

He leaned low and nipped at the dip in my neck where my mark was still fresh and healing, causing me to moan in delight. His hand gently cupped my neck and squeezed, not too tight, but enough to drive my head to feel lightheaded. Then he thrust.

Again.

No warning, no hesitation.

I couldn’t move as he relentlessly pounded into me from behind. Truthfully, I didn’t want to. I liked what he did, and I didn’t want him to stop.

I felt his free hand reach down between my legs. I began to close them until I heard a deep, warning growl as he forcefully gripped my thigh and pulled it out further than before. He cupped my pussy and then started circulating my little bud. The growing neediness in my core built up even more than before. I began to shake and convulse as my orgasm reached its peak. Logan never stilled as he let me ride out my high.

Once I was finished, he flipped me over so I was on my back. My legs were slung above my head, and he thrust again.

My eventual screams and his deep groans were the only sounds you could hear for the rest of the day and into the night.

I understand now why they say newly mated couples are not seen for the first few days after mating. If it hadn’t been for my body on the brink of collapse, I would have kept going until a new morning began.

The sun cracked through the window, waking me from my respite. I tried to move, but my body felt like it had been hit by a truck. I lifted my hand and reached for my mark. It was fully healed, no surprise. Besides the gruelling aches, I felt different. The bond between me and Logan felt stronger, and not just our bond, but the pack bond.

I drifted from my thoughts as I heard movement coming from the bathroom. I sat up to replace a topless Logan walking towards me with a look of refreshment on his face.

Men don’t have to suffer the aftermath of the heat, lucky bastards.

“How are you feeling?” Logan asked as he sat on the side of the bed.

“Like I’ve been struck by 300 volts of lightning,” I groaned, sitting up.

Logan immediately turned his head away from me and took a deep breath.

“Unless you don’t want to be hit with another 300 volts of lightning, I suggest you cover yourself up. My wolf wasn’t finished last night, and I doubt you’ll want a continuation before you recover.”

I looked down to see I was stark naked. The blanket fell to my waist, exposing my breasts. I hurriedly scooped up the sheets.

I began to slide out of the bed until Logan spoke, “Where are you going?” he questioned.

“I need a shower. Maybe scorching hot water will do the trick,” I said, clutching the blanket firmly to my body.

Instead of speaking, Logan scooped me up bridal style and headed towards the bathroom, where a tub of scolding hot water awaited me.

My eyes lit up in relief as Logan helped me to stand. The second my feet hit the cold tiled floor, I recoiled in his arms. My legs were weak and wobbly; my limbs were painfully sore. Even when I started training, my body was never this badly beaten up.

“Is it going to be like this every time?” I hissed.

Logan peered down at me and grinned.

“No,” I breathed a sigh of relief, “Not unless you ask for it or if I need to punish you,” I looked up at him in surprise. He wasn’t joking.

“Just help me get into the damn tub,” I instructed. My cheeks slightly heating from his crude comment.

He looked to the side as I removed the blanket and let it slip to the floor. I hadn’t noticed, but I had light pink healing lines and marks all over my body.

I felt him scoop me up and lower me into the tub, not once looking below my chin. I am thankful for that. I don’t think I could go through another repeat of last night.

The bubbles surrounded my naked form, making it safe for Logan to look at me again properly. The soothing scent of lavender enveloped me, alleviating my muscles and easing my nerves.

“I have some business I need to see to. If you need anything, let me know,” Logan said before leaving a tender kiss on my temple.

“I was going to train with Hailey today,” I replied.

Logan chuckled, then said, “If you really feel up to it,” was the last thing he said before leaving.

I have never once missed a day of training, and I wasn’t about to start now. No matter how beat up my body felt. Yet the longer I stayed in the tub, the more I contemplated staying here all day.

An hour later, I decided to get out. I carefully made my way to the bedroom and slowly put on some loose clothes so as not to irritate my sore muscles more than they already were.

Logan

I sat in the office with Ethan, Hailey, Aleksi, Michael, Nikki and my mother.

“Heard anything from my father yet?” I asked.

“He should have arrived a few hours ago. We have heard nothing as of yet,” Aleksi replied.

“How many warriors did he go with?” Hailey asked, slightly concerned.

“He’ll be fine. Enzo is a force to be reckoned with. Besides, Fenrir wouldn’t want to start a war with us, even he knows how reckless that would be,” my mother answered composedly.

“I have some news from the neighbouring packs, Alpha,” Ethan stated, changing the subject.

“Go on,” I gestured.

“They say a few have noticed missing rogues the last few weeks. The Creek pack had a few issues with some, and then, suddenly, they stopped harassing them. I never got to ask the Shadow pack, but Gamma Enzo said he would ask on our behalf,” Ethan finished.

“Nothing new around the border,” Hailey added, “We will continue to remain vigilant Alpha.”

“Let me know the second you hear from my father. Going by distance and the relevance of the trip, he should be back at the latest tomorrow morning,” I said.

All of a sudden, a piercing scream came from beside me, one of hurt and despair. I looked to the source and rushed forward.

My mother hunched over in agony; tears swelled in her eyes. She looked over to me and called my name so lightly that I could barely hear her before she lost consciousness and collapsed to the floor.

I ran to her just in time, cradling her in my arms.

What the fuck just happened?!