The Game Of Quadruplet Mates
Chapter 51

There was nothing worse than watching my father lying motionless on the ground before slowly getting buried by my friends. It's as if my heart was getting ripped out of my chest, watching the earth swallow him until finally he wasn't there anymore. I would miss his laugh, his smile, the way he spoke to me in his calm voice like nothing was ever too bad if he was there. I remember how confused yet happy he was when we finally got to talk through the phone when Ajax first had it fixed for us and the food. He was so amazed at the food, the fluffy blankets and the confusing number of couches that Ajax forcefully fit into our small house. I miss him. I will miss him every day. And I know he's not related to me by blood and that I should be mourning my parents, that the city pack killed, but those were just names to me. This man is my father and he is the only one who I will ever consider as my father. He saved me.

When I was three and now.

I wanted to scream and cry and kick and scream again, but there was a numbness to me now. The pain was ever present but my body did not react to it as I wanted to. Maybe the Gods are taking pity on me, on us. We've lost so much. Every single one of us.

As much as I wanted to stay there, to curl up beside his grave and never leave, I know I couldn't let myself do that. He wouldn't want that. He would want us to do better. So we do.

The five of us buried our d e a d. Konstantin said his quiet goodbyes to his parents. He tells us they weren't any better. They were rich and blind with power, wanting more and more, but they were still his parents. They thought they were doing the right thing for him by offering Konstantin as Beta. They didn't know what was happening behind closed doors when he was alone with the Alpha and his daughter. Larissa buried her entire family... all her brothers, her mother and her father, bodies thrown into the river to rot and decay. We all fished them out and tried our best to bury what was left of them. We cried and lay everyone to rest, even sending quiet prayers for Ajax's family and to Jeremy's- his father, not his mother.

We didn't know them but we all said our goodbyes anyway. Because it felt right.

Because it was time to close this part of our life and continue to the next. It was sad as we realized that all of us had lost everyone in our lives, leaving only each other. It was truly sad, but it was also comforting and as we all made peace with this, we began moving. While the world celebrated, we kept on.

We were like bullet trains, steaming past everything and everyone. The few days that followed, the five of us began cleaning up what remained of the city pack with Ajax, Jeremy and Konstantin killing all who they deemed loyal to the city Alpha or the ones that had caused too much pain to be given a chance at redemption. We hunted for them, knowing they were in hiding and we scoured the lands, traveling for days and then weeks, seeing the world to replace these runaways.

"What do we do with the ones we think deserve a second chance?" Jeremy asked, referring to the teenage boy he had stood over earlier that day. The boy cowered before him, shaking from head to toe, having been found after hiding in one of the ruined farm lands that was abandoned. The boy was from the city pack, one of the boys in training to be a guard. Konstantin was the one that identified him, mentioning what he knew of the teenager. He acted as our source for all information regarding the city pack. "Send them to the farm pack." I replace myself saying, talking over the men. "He hasn't done much but he was still in the fight and he should help with the rehabilitation of the farm lands. After that we'll see what's next for him."

"And what of the prisoners?" Larissa inquires, remembering that most of the city pack population were survivors that were made into slaves. "The so called 'helpers' that the city pack kept alive but have no family to come back to?"

There were so many of them too. The ones that we saved when they were used as living shields. "It's their choice. They may join the farm packs or join the nameless pack-"

"It's the mountain pack now." Jeremy corrected with a smile. "We're no longer nameless."

I replace myself smiling as well. "Sorry, they may join the mountain pack with the rest of the survivors or when the dust settles, they can live in what remains of the city pack. Some of these people have been born in the city or have worked so long in the city that they know nothing else. We destroyed the city pack but not its entirety. Maybe they can make a home for themselves there."

"Without an Alpha? Who would take care of them?" Konstantin questioned, genuinely worried. "The last few days we've caught so many rogues trying to steal from the wreckage. Not to mention the scouts that these other packs have sent to check if we're still guarding the area."

Jeremy nodded along with him. "The city pack has a lot of enemies and their wealth is famous. Soon, when the others realize our attention is elsewhere, there will be a new war and it will be about who will get the land and the riches buried under all the rumble." I have heard the way the other packs started to sniff around, to stir their attention towards the massive wealth that the city park left. They were all in my name, being the heir to the city pack and everyone was nice enough not to mention it. Because I didn't consider myself as the heir. I didn't consider myself as anyone but June... June from the farm pack and now the Luna of the mountain pack.

That's all I am.

Not some lost girl who is apparently the wealthiest person alive.

Ajax kept quiet, staring at the map we were all circled around. He was unreadable as always, keeping his thoughts to himself. "We will handle that another time. For now, we should use most of what we have from the city pack to rebuild what the city Alpha destroyed, starting with the farm lands and then towards the people that we saved."

I wonder then what he would do if I told him I wanted to live in the city? To retake my birth right? Would he move his new 'mountain' pack for me? He hated everything that had to do with the city but would that change with me?

One look at his amber eyes and I knew he would do whatever I wanted.

He always does.

My happiness went before his.

When we were alone that night, in bed and facing each other, he decides to bring it up to me. "Do you want the city pack? Do you want to live there? To take what is rightfully yours?"

It was dark, the thick shadows surrounding us, but since I had started shifting, I could see so much better and so I saw his amber eyes hesitate, saw the genuine question in them and when I didn't answer fast enough, he was quick to speak for me. "If you want it, you could have it." Ajax says determinedly. "I'll move everyone and we can be the new city pack."

I laughed because I cannot for the life of me imagine Ajax as the Alpha of the city. We might have killed off that pack and left it in ruin and ravaged, but nothing has changed for him. He still loathes them and will continue to loath them. "You would hate that." He shakes his head. "If it's what you want, I don't mind. I want you happy. It's yours to take."

"I want the mountains." I told him honestly, reaching for the side of his face and feeling the stubble of his growing beard. We've been on the road for a long time, traveling and seeing the world while in mourning. I had seen it all at this point and it was beautiful, but things were starting to settle down and our time was up. Decisions had to be made. "I've thought about it for a long time and... I want what we have there, in our house by the waterfalls and the clouds so close we can touch them. That's what I want. Home and you. Forever."

Ajax came close, his lips hovering over mine. "My little mate."

I could feel his breath on my face, warm and minty, and him. All of him.

And when he finally kisses me, eliminating all space between us, I feel like every question, every doubt, every worry and sadness cleared from my thoughts, leaving only him.

My mate. My love.

For days and weeks, we were the Alpha and the Luna. He was this strong, intimidating figure that did not bend to anyone, towering over people and scaring everyone in his way. Every day I stood beside him, his one weakness and his one strength, his hands always on me and if he couldn't hold me to him, he was certainly touching me one way or another.

With me, he is soft, his hard exterior melting away as he would smile and laugh and kiss. I had him in a way that no one else ever could and I held onto him closer, kissing him harder.

Ajax hummed softly, the sound was rough on his throat as his eyes started to darken. His breaths were slow, his hands careful as they caressed my skin and explored me. All of me.

He is possessive as he always is, gripping me tight with each touch more claiming than the next. I felt like a map that he was trying to discover all over again, remembering where it was that made my breath hitch, where it was that made my spine tingle, where my eyes would flutter close. Read more free novels at Narugi.com

When his tongue slid over my lower lip, I didn't even have to think, my lips parting and allowing him in. The feeling of him tasting me, holding me and taking his time as he kissed me like I was this precious thing he could not believe he had but, at the same time, something he intended to break and exploit... it made me dizzy with want, filling my head with thoughts that made me even more hungry for him.

Ajax doesn't take his time, his own needs coming to him as his hands reach down, his fingers on my thighs, hot and searching.

He was kissing me with an inch of my life, passionate and far too lost to stop himself. I could see him fighting off his wolf for control, devouring me like he was this animal... this monster that needed his fill of me.

When his masterful fingers replace the wetness of my core, he loses a battle within himself. In an abrupt movement that made me gasp, Ajax suddenly had me pressed down on the bed, his hands on either side of my head. He was breathing hard, his eyes so dark that it was more wolf than man.

"Ajax," I whispered breathlessly, my need for him to be as close as possible blinding me.

The sound of his name completely drives him over the edge and I knew he was planning to take it slow, to savor us after so long, but his hunger had fully taken over him and before I knew what was happening, he had torn through my clothes, using claws to rip them away, leaving me na ke d under him.

He isn't gentle, weeks of frustration coming out as he throws his clothes down on the floor and quickly has my breasts in his mouth and in his hands, palming and licking and ravishing me like he was a wild man.

His pulsing manhood was pressing against my entrance already, the tip ever so tempting with every movement he made. The world turned hazy as he finally decides to give me mercy by sliding himself in, though he does this slowly, watching me as he entered and I squirm, biting down my gasps and moans, the sound of his name leaving my lips.

He was large and thick, his veins evident even as he went inside me and I was panting, nearly growling as I took all of him... all the way to the hilt.

And then he was growling as well, groaning as he felt me tighten around him and then he bears down on me, thrusting himself in and out at an unforgiving pace, pounding until our breaths were harsh.

There was nothing rhythmic or gentle about the way he took me, allowing himself to let go completely as he thrusted with the force of a man who was dreadfully in love with his mate.

He was hitting hard and I held onto him, my hands digging into the flesh of his back, hard enough that it would leave bruises. The wolf in me hoped that it would leave marks so every girl that batted their eyelashes at him would know who he belonged to. And when Ajax replaces my mark, sucking on it and licking hungrily, it was all I needed to reach that crescendo that finishes me, making me clench around him. He was all too happy to replace my weak spot, his fingers happily touching where he knew would make me

scream.

Ajax bites down on me, his own limit coming. He speeds up, his pace increasing in a way that makes me gasp his name. Ajax's actions are untamed and feral, ramming himself inside me over and over again as blinding pleasure wracks through my entire body. My body sinks back into his, allowing him to press me into the mattress until there's nowhere else for either of us to go, until there is only him and I can barely breathe, feeling another high come for me. He presses his fingers into my oversensitive flesh, making me whimper as waves of pleasure made the world hazy and blurry.

I felt him buckle, continuing his actions even as he came, emptying himself inside me. He plants a kiss on my lips, breathing hard and saying my name before falling on top of me.

He attempted to roll away but I kept my arms around his neck, blinking up at him. "Stay with me. Never leave me."

"I will follow you anywhere, my little mate." Ajax whispered-growled into my ears. "You're mine and I am yours."