Mated To The Alpha Of The North
Chapter 37

Jax

I let the water wash over me as I was still reeling from the information Asher and Reese had relayed, mechanically washing my hair and body while I attempted to process the disturbing news. The elders were just gone. All of them.

Asher said it looked like they had all fled after he had demanded that first meeting with them and consequently removed them of their precious power. I guess it was not surprising that they had run. They were all cowards, just like that pathetic excuse for an alpha, Zeke.

My wolf was still salivating for his b***d, but I forced him to take a backseat for the time being.

He would have his chance later, but for now, we needed to figure out how to replace Zeke in the meantime. The elders had been one of the few leads we had been able to uncover about the location of where he had fled after unceremoniously flinging Willow into danger.

A rough growl managed to escape my lips before I got my emotions in check, forcing my mind back to the issue at hand.

The two wolves that we had interrogated had finally given up the connection after several valiant attempts to hold out for the sake of their former alpha.

The level of loyalty Zeke had somehow managed to inspire in his warriors had astounded me, though I was beginning to suspect it may have been fear instead that drove the devotion.

His supposed ear in the elder’s circle would have been dangerous. Well, not anymore thanks to Asher, but I had a feeling we had not seen the last of either party yet.

I hurriedly finished my shower, quickly drying off and throwing the clean sweats, that I had grabbed from the closet earlier, onto my lean frame, rushing out of the steamy bathroom like my a*s was on fire.

My wolf and I were anxious to see our gorgeous mate again, to wrap her up in my strong arms while she slept peacefully all night, safe and secure where she would be for the rest of our days, Luna willing.

I had spent the whole day with my mate, rather than tracking Zeke’s sorry a*s down like I should have been, but as I took in her sleeping face, angled towards the bathroom door expectantly, like she was waiting for me to come out before she had succumbed to sleep, I came to the realization then that none of that would have mattered if I had not been here for her when she needed me the most.

I was starting to understand all those little things my father had mentioned in passing while I was growing up, all the overused clichés that I never really thought much about at the time. Yet now, his voice constantly filled my head, steering me in the direction I was meant to go.

Willow would always be more important that vengeance, and there would be no point to retaliating against Zeke anyway if I were just going to ignore her needs like he had. Willow was mine, and I was going to love her the way my father had loved my mother.

My father’s words of wisdom and the superior example of leadership he had provided growing up have guided me through many times of hardships and uncertainty over the years, but his wise words always came with the added melancholy of remembering that he was no longer here to share them in person.

Yet another thing the elder’s incompetence had caused, though I was beginning to question if it was more than ineptitude at this point.

I shifted my focus back to Willow for now, advancing towards her sleeping figure on the soft bed and pulling her warm, curvy body into the safety of my arms.

I gazed down at her small body, trying not to focus too hard on the tiny sleep shorts she was wearing. She was almost a foot shorter than me, but her generous h**s and breasts had my wolf howling every time she was near.

We did not give a damn about her size. She was perfect. However, I could not help but be amazed at how her little body could handle the sheer agony I had sensed rolling off her before.

The amount of pain I had sensed radiating from her when she had been mid-transformation earlier today in the forest had been staggering. My wolf had thankfully known what to do to help her through the excruciating process, the damn bastard was smug as f**k about it too.

I half-heartedly shoved my wolf’s presence to the back of my mind, a yawn escaping from my lips as I readjusted Willow and covered us with the downy blanket. A small smile crept past my lips as she snuggled further into my embrace, loving the feelings it evoked inside me.

A million worries still plagued my mind, but I allowed myself to block them all out, just for tonight, as my eyes drifted closed and my exhaustion finally caught up with me.

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The Next Morning…

I gradually awoke, taking in my surroundings, but making sure to not move a muscle. I peeled open my eyes to glance down at my mate, clinging to my body as she continued sleeping peacefully.

The blanket had apparently been kicked to the side, not surprising with the amount of body heat I produced, because I could see a wide expanse of Willow’s pale skin. The sun was just starting to rise, my normal wake-up time, but there was nothing normal about today.

Willow’s succulent body was pressed right up against mine, her leg thrown over my waist, pressing right up against my morning wood, and the smooth skin of her stomach pressed against the bare skin of my abdominals, her shirt had ridden up to bunch just below her bountiful breasts.

The only thing that would make this moment better would be if she were completely naked and riding my c**k while my teeth sank deep into her neck, marking her as mine for everyone to see. My wolf immediately agreed with my assessment, eager to make it a reality.

I felt my arms involuntarily tighten around her as the heated thoughts filled my mind, causing her to stir.

I instantly reined in my runaway thoughts, caging the l**t into the back of my mind with my wolf for now. I willed my hard on to go away, but I quickly gave up on that when it became obvious that there was no way in hell that was going to happen anytime soon.

I forced myself to think about the issue at hand. The elders had been our one lead on Zeke, and now, I was not sure where to start looking. I was positive he would try to come back for Willow, but I did not want to sit around waiting until then.

We needed to wrap up everything here in the South so that I could take my new mate home to resettle in our home territory. My wolf and I agreed that it would go a long way in helping her heal.

I hated the sadness I could sense coming from her sometimes. Times when she thought she was doing her best to hide it, but I could feel her pain inside me. As we grew closer, I could only conclude that our bond would grow stronger too.

My father had always told me there was something special about replaceing your fated mate, the one Luna destined to be only yours. I was young and stupid once upon a time and fought against what I considered someone trying to tell me who to love.

I f****d around for a while, but I never found what I was looking for. Now, I knew I why. No one would ever compare to Willow and the way she made me feel.

I continued pondering my future with Willow in it and the things that still needed to be accomplished, but I was interrupted by the woman in question stirring in my arms as she began to wake up.

My wolf and I were ecstatic to see her gorgeous, chocolate colored irises again, but we dreaded the coming conversation. Unfortunately, my mate was the only person who Asher, Reese, and I could agree would at least have a guess as to where Zeke had fled.

While I did not want to involve her further, my wolf insisted that we needed the information to keep her safe. More than that though, I wanted to be there for her and help her process her past, so she did not bottle her emotions up to the point of explosion.

Therefore, I found myself steeling my nerves as she continued stirring in my arms, moving her luscious leg over my stiff member and rubbing her breasts against my hard pecs as she writhed in her sleep, driving me insane with l**t and draining my iron tight control over my wolf’s impulses in the process.