My excitement level is at an all time high. It has been a while since I have looked forward to something with such enthusiasm and it's nothing but smiles as Liam and I set out for my mom's place. The journey is long but I spend most of it asleep, as expected. And it's not even sunset before we arrive at our destination.

Jason is joining us to attend the conference along with a few warriors that Liam brought as guards. They will be leaving for the Blood Moon Pack and staying the night there. It is tradition for the pack hosting the conference to host all of the attendees but Liam has simply informed them that he will be arriving on the day of the meeting, which will be tomorrow.

As the car stops in front of the house, my mom is already out of the door to welcome us, as if sensing my presence. I run up to her and grab her in a bear hug, nestling my head into her apple scented hair. All of my worries simply melt away in her embrace.

"Hi, baby," she coos as she rubs her hand up and down my back, softly.

"Hey, mom. I missed you," I pull back and she looks me up and down with her hands on my shoulders before letting me go.

"And you must be Liam," she states as her eyes land on him standing two steps behind me.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Mrs. Jennings," he smiles and extends his hand forward but my mom just engulfs him into a hug.

"Oh nonsense, you must call me Martha," she chides.

After the pleasantries and questions about our journey, we eventually head inside.

"Well, George is away on a meeting tonight and won't be back until tomorrow so it's going to be just us," Mom informs as we all settle down into the living room.

The conversation is delightful and Liam seems to be really getting along with my mother. She tells him embarrassing stories about my childhood while I groan in embarrassment. Liam is obviously enjoying it very much and keeps looking at me with a huge grin on his stupid face. Time seems to pass by so fast and soon it's time for dinner.

"Since I was home today, I decided to cook dinner myself," my mom announces.

We help her set everything up and soon the three of us are digging into some mouthwatering lasagna and a broccoli chicken casserole.

"So Liam, has your pack been treating my daughter nicely?" My mom questions. She covers it with a laugh but I know she's genuinely concerned.

"Of course, mom," I answer but Liam adds on.

"Everyone loves April. I think some of them might even like her more than they like me," he chuckles and that seems to satisfy my mother.

After dinner, Liam and I offer to clean up and my mom gladly accepts. She had never been one to be much interested in kitchen work, even though she never fails to make me my favorite food. She leaves us to straighten everything and returns a little while later when we're almost done. I'm putting the last of the dishes into the dishwasher so only Liam notices her.

"I think you're probably really tired by now. Why don't I show you to your room?" She offers him.

"I knew where my room is, mother," I state with an eye roll as I join Liam by his side.

"Right, right," she chuckles lightly.

We all make our way upstairs, through the hallway, and finally into my room. It's not nearly as large as the rooms in Liam's house but it's big enough to accommodate a queen sized bed, a desk on one corner, and a small couch on the other. Liam is the first one to enter, leaving Mom and I in the hallway outside.

"He's a good looking one, isn't he," she pumps her eyebrows at me with a grin on her face.

"Mom," I groan, rolling my eyes and I can almost hear a faint chuckle from Liam.

"Well, goodnight kids. Let me know if you need anything Liam," she calls out to him. "Or better yet, just ask April, so I can sleep in peace," she jokes and walks away into her room at the end of the hallway.

"I'm just gonna check on Jason and see how everything is on their end. I'll be back in a sec," Liam excuses himself and steps out of the room as I head inside.

I take this time to brush my teeth and change into a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt.

I decide to go through my phone while I wait for him. He returns a few minutes later and makes his way into the bathroom. A few moments later, he returns, shirtless, in only a pair of black sweatpants. He gets into the bed, lying down behind me and wraps an arm around my waist.

"Everything good with Jason and lot?" I ask, setting my phone down and switching on my other side to face him.

"Yes, it all seems perfectly normal," he informs. "For now," he adds, skeptically.

"Are you sure I shouldn't come with you?"

"April," he says, sternly. "You know it's not safe and I can't risk it. I won't."

"I know. I know. Just promise me you'll be careful. And not kill anyone," I try to smile but he can sense the apprehension behind my words.

"I promise, baby," he whispers, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear.

I press my lips onto his for a soft peck. As I pull away, his eyes are staring into mine. Suddenly, his close proximity, everywhere his skin is in contact with mine, and the warmth radiating from his uncovered chest, begins to register in my brain. His eyes turn a shade darker as his gaze shifts to my lips and lingers there before I connect them to his again.

This time, the kiss is slow, but deep. His hand tightens around my waist and pulls me closer to him and the other one wraps around my cheek. My hand tangles in his hair, tugging at it as the kiss gets more intense.

The thrumming of my heart gets insanely loud as Liam's hand slides under my shirt and his thumb begins tracing small circles onto my skin and I'm sure even he can hear it. Slowly, he lets it slide up leaving behind small sparks of electricity wherever it touches.

I moan softly into the kiss as his hand cups my breast, gently squeezing it. My core begins to throb and I pull my lips away from his. Swinging one of my legs over him, I quickly get on top and smash my lips onto his again, this time much harder, taking him by surprise.

Liam is swift to return the kiss with the same passion and fervor. Soon both his hands are under my shirt and I can feel his large bulge against my ass. I grind it against him, feeling the pressure against my core and moaning in approval.

Liam's hands trace magic onto my breasts until they both find my nipples and pinch them, hard. A loud, involuntary moan escapes my mouth making me pull away from his lips as my back arches in pleasure.

"Fuck, April," he grunts, letting his hands slip down to my waist and using them to grab me. In one swift motion, he spins us around and gets on top of me. The juices between my legs have already soaked through my panties and the throbbing I feel makes me ache for him even more.

He begins tracing kisses along my jaw and onto my neck where he bites my mark, sending shivers all the way to my toes.

All of a sudden, the thought that my mother is only a single room away hits me and I bite my lip to stop any sound from escaping.

"Liam, we can't," I whisper, but at the same moment he grinds his hips against mine, making me release a shuddering breath.

"My mom, she might hear," I try to tell him through gasps.

He pulls his mouth away and looks down at me. His hands reach for the hem of my shirt, his dark eyes clouded with lust as he stares at me for a second before replying.

"Then stay quiet," he orders and pulls my shirt off.

His mouth immediately lunges for my breasts, licking and biting the skin on one while his hand plays with the nipple on the other. I arch my back and raise my hips to feel something against my pulsating core that is begging for him to be inside it now.

Biting my lip, I groan in pleasure as his lips move down, across my stomach and to my shorts. Briskly, he pulls them off followed by my panties as his tongue finds its way onto my wet folds. My back arches in pleasure and I have to bite my lip hard to stay quiet as he continues the sweet torture between my legs. I need him so fucking badly now.

Listening to my silent demands, he pulls away, leaving me to catch my breath as he pulls his sweatpants off. My aching core does a backflip as he pulls his large, hard, length out.

Within a second, he is inside me, sending rapturing waves through every nerve ending in my body. I grab a pillow to cover my mouth but he silences my moans with his lips.

It only takes a few vigorous thrusts to push me over the edge as my body comes crumbling down around him.

He only slows down to ride my orgasm and as soon as I'm done, continues with his hard thrusts again. I feel my walls convulsing around his length, making him grunt in pleasure.

His tongue moves with mine as his hands grab mine and drag them above my head, his fingers lacing into mine as he continues thrashing into me. I wrap my legs around him and he groans in approval. My breathing is hitched as I reach the edge of my release once again and he seems to be close too.

"Come for me, April," he whispers, huskily, in my ear and his voice is enough to shatter every muscle in my body as they begin convulsing under him. Spasms of the most intense pleasure travel across my body until I finally collapse.

Liam finishes too and falls back beside me.

"Fuck, Liam," I breathe as we both just stare at the ceiling, unable to move.

"I am never going to get enough of you," he mutters, trying to steady his breathing.

I switch to my side once I've finally caught my breath and he follows suit so he can look at me. I kiss his lips lightly and smile.

"I love you," he whispers, wrapping an arm around my waist and kissing my forehead.

"I love you, too."