The Queen in Shadows

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Bonus chapter

Alex' POV

My eyes burn as I try to open them. The cold metal table below me creaks under my weight as I pull myself to sit up.

"Whoa, take it slow," Mercer grabs my arm to help me up.

The room spins and I feel light headed. Everything feels different, heightened. I can smell everything so strongly. I search around the room for the source of the strong grass smell.

My eyes hone in on a small blade of grass on the floor.

I jerk my head up and meet Mercer's gaze.

"It worked..."

He smiles, "it worked."

I close my eyes and feel my wolf, just below the surface. It almost feels like waking up from a deep sleep, groggy and disoriented but definitely there.

Even in this state of foggy confusion I feel strong. The difference from just a few hours ago is indescribable.

An almost impeccable sound causes my eyes to shoot toward the door.

That smell.

It's like soft, jasmine flowers and honey. I recognize it instantly but it's different, it's calling to me now, wrapping around me in a way it never did before.

Sloane.

She's cautiously peeking her head into the room, nervousness written on her face.

My body moves on it's own, jumping up from the table and stumbling toward her. I pull her into my arms, hold her tightly to my chest.

"Mine," I growl against her soft hair.

Her breath catches in her throat and a shudder rolls through her body. She grips my shirt tightly and I feel my canines release and a deep, animalistic groan vibrates through my chest.

"Alex?" She whispers into my chest and I feel my blood ignite. My name spoken in her sweet voice does something to me.

I lift her off of the floor and bring my face to her neck, taking deep inhales of her scent.

"Sloane," I beg, my hands rubbing circles against her soft skin with my rough fingers. I can't feel her close enough, nowhere that I can touch her is appeasing the deep, primal need to touch her, to hold her.

My skin tingles lightly against hers like tiny electric currents running over me.

"I'll just... I'm going to just... be outside," Mercer mumbles as he squeezes past us, walking out into the hallway.

The room feels small and suffocating once we're alone.

She sniffles and I pull back to look at her face. Tears are pooled in her eyes and it makes my heart lurch in my chest.

"Don't cry," I whisper, taking her face in my hands.

"I've been waiting for you for a year, wanting you, longing for you and...and now..."

Her voice cracks and my chest rumbles.

I press my lips against hers and she gasps, reacting immediately, moving her mouth with mine.

She tastes like the sweetest honey on my tongue, I feel starved for her, desperate.

When she moans into my mouth I push her against the wall, holding her soft body, caged between the wall and my chest.

"Alex," she groans as her fangs scrape against my canines.

I feel myself growing hard between her legs. I hesitate for a moment, wondering if I'm moving too fast for her. I feel her tighten her legs around my waist, pushing herself against me harder.

"Bite me, mark me, Sloane. I'm so sorry you had to wait so long. I have no idea how you did it. I would murder anyone that tried to stand between us," I pull back to look into her red eyes.

How did she live like this for so long? My chest aches at the thought of her suffering for so long, waiting for me.

"You will be the perfect Luna, my perfect match," I smile down at her.

"Are you sure, Alex. I can wait, give you time to adjust to..." she fumbles nervously.

I cut her off by crashing my lips to hers again. I don't need time to adjust to anything. I need her. Now.

"I can't wait, if you don't mark me I'll go insane."

She smiles before bringing her face into the crook of my neck, breathing in my scent. She kisses and licks my skin, making me twitch and moan, loudly.

When her fangs sink into my neck my whole body tenses and trembles. She sucks my blood into her mouth with satisfied hums and sighs.

The pressure building against my pants is almost too much as she pulls her fangs out and laps her warm tongue over the marks.

"Mark me," she whispers breathlessly.

I don't hesitate to plunge my canines into her delicious, delicate skin.
She shakes in my arms soft whimpers falling from her lips making me delirious.

I pull back from her neck to examine my mark. My chest swells with pride and I can't peel my eyes away from it.

My mate.
My Luna.

"My beloved," she whispers and I smile down at her.

I feel my spine start to roll, it's not painful but it's strange and I can't control it. The bones in my neck start to snap and I quickly place her down.

I'm shifting.

The whole process is over so quickly I stare at her in disbelief. She reaches her hand out and runs it over my head, her fingers running through the fur there.

"You're beautiful," she smiles at me with teary eyes.

She calls Mercer into the room and he starts checking out monitors and asking me questions I can answer with a nod of my head.

"Can you shift back?"

I try but nothing happens.

Well, shit. This is going to take some time.

"We'll figure it out," Sloane whispers, wrapping her arms around my neck.

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