Sorry it took so long to post, I've been finishing up school stuff and now I'm finally out. 

This is one of my favorite chapters, and it gets a little steamy hope you enjoy. 

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Night had reared it's ugly head. The ceremony ended with a celebration. But I was too antsy to enjoy it. My wolf was running wild with her new found power. All the sudden the world was lighter, the slightest smells and touch became a scenery overload. And my senses were focused on one thing. Afterwards when he congratulated me his voice had me wrapped around his strong muscular hands. Thick and smooth like a com honey. It took every bit a strength I had to not fall to my knees. I had to leave before anyone noticed.

I found safety in the my sheets, hugging the pillow trying to erase the feeling.

My thoughts were running wild in my head. Thoughts of Max, and my official Alpha responsibilities, but mostly Max. I couldn't stand it. The look on his face, I couldn't help but bite my lip. His eyes gleamed and shined. I clung onto the sheets tighter, as the memory replayed. As his eyes begged for me to tear his clothes away. I wanted to taste his delicate lips. I felt his smell, the aroma invaded my senses and completely took over.

It was an eternity until I fell asleep. Rolled all over the bed, my body took up most of it. Every time I'd jolt up I'd be in a new position. Sweat was poured on my skin. It was hot, piping hot. As if every time I woke up the heat magnified. The air got thicker. I wrapped my legs around myself, as if it would help. My breath heavy and violent. I had taken off my clothes. First my shirt, then my shorts. I was left in my underwear, and I was debating weather I'd just go bare. I finally just laid there and stopped forcing the sleep. And let myself drift away. Only to the thought of his hot breath fanning down my neck.

My breath slow and even, in and out in and out. My eyes shot open, suddenly. My heart beating steady. I felt trapped in my own body, my thoughts and action were solely instinctive. I yearn, and aced for Max. His touch, his voice. The way his hair was left messy during the day, and how he dressed. The way his shirt would fit tightly around his biceps. I wanted to skin him with my tongue. The feeling intensified, my mind tried to remember. But my bod, my wolf mating instinct consumed me.

My body acted on it's own accord. Getting out of bed, walking past the door. Down the narrow, corridor. It had a perfect view of the outside. A large window, showed the moon. Full, the tiny craters peeked out, it looked as if it glowed. I didn't look at it long I continued down the hallway.

The castle was dead. Empty and silent. Any movement or sound I made echoed. The soft pad of my feet on the carpet. I keep an ear on the doors, and my thoughts on Max. Along the hallways my fingers glided against each door. I flew over the railing down the next flight of stairs. Landing silently on the fresh hardwood. I glided down the other rails, the lose the distance between me and him. I glided on the tips of my toes, passing rows of white doors. I felt the sense grow stronger fill me with an... I stopped and sniffed the air. His scent was still wedged into my memory. At the end of the hallway was a pair of double doors, pressing my nose on door. Taking a big waft. Scrunching it up in discuss, his father. Going to the door right beside it, I could sense him. I could hear his steady heartbeat, even breath. I timed my breath to his, as neared the door.

An for the first time, in a long time I wasn't in control of my body.

I pressed my body to the door smelling his indelible scent. My fingers dug into the the white door. My hand slowly reach for the door knob, ripping it open. I could see the room more and more as I the door creaked open. His eyes followed the door. But before I was even in eyesight his soft lips spoke. "Danielle?" My body went into systematic shock, as my name grazed his lips. The pull towards him was immeasurable, every urge and sense is directed towards him.

Looked at his body in awe, as I walked over. His body moved, his back was now pressed against the mattress. My hand reached out to touch his face. His soft skin covered in a light drizzle of sweat, my wolf was finally able to pause. His eyes slowly opened. And I could see them dazzling, like jewels.

Mesmerizing. I couldn't contain it.

I grabbed him, smashing my lips into his. Once stunned, after to a minute his lips moved with mine. And they were just as hungry, eagerly try to devour every bit of me.

Once my body got a taste it wouldn't let go.

Passion bursting through as I gripped his hair. My legs caging in his. His arms pulled me into him. I felt every ounce of him, every ripple on his stomach. Every tightening muscle. The slight dent below his waist band. Our breath is heavy, in sync.

As his lips trailed up and down my neck. Leaving wet spots, his tongue trailing along my collar bone. I felt his hands on the clasp of my breast, violently. My hand latched around the collar of his shirt. My claws extending from my nails, created holes so I could tear the white cloth barrier. My hands caress his chest, I felt the small ridges all over him. My claws gliding along his pulsating skin.

His hands finally moved away from my breast and onto my clasp. He released me from the restraints, my straps gliding down my arms. His hands, his tongue, had his legs were laced within mine. Our lips let go, he breathed into my chest. I rested on him, our breath fighting against each other.

I dragged my tongue up his chest, only to feel his breath hitch.

I gave it a few minutes before I pounced back on his lips. He responded and flipped me over. My back covered in sweat and his hands laid on the soft comforter. He kissed me passionately. I am a slave to his every touch. I felt his hands skim my legs, slowly going lower and lower. Until he reached my pantie line. They barely moved past my butt, when reality punched me in the face.

My eyes bulging and wide. "Get off of me!" I shout. Shoving him off me, hitting the wall. A loud crack sound ran through the house, everyone heard. His body slumped to the floor, my breath heaved and anxiety filled me. Wrapping the comforter around me, I ran out.

My feet pounded the ground. I felt tears welled up in my eyes. My heart was pounding and not in the good way. My run slowed to a steady walk. As I neared my door another one opened.

"Hey what's going on,-" Ferra started.

"Mind your own business," I sneered, coming up to my door I slammed it. I heard a crack in the wood. I didn't care. Dropping the duvet, I looked around frantic. As the tear drained me, spilling onto the floor. My emotion, thoughts jumped around. Going from one place to another. I hurried into bathroom removing the little clothes I had left. I looked at myself in the mirror. Stained with regret and humiliation. Conflicted and lost. Anger and a hint of joy. How that was a reasonable thought, made me even more lost than I already was. Jumping into the shower, I left it cold. Standing there letting it hit me. The water pounding at me. I stood frozen, soaked in my own grief and disappointment.

I felt like I did years ago.

I thought I was strong. That I could do this, it was all coming back to me. The thought of Max, brought old things I read to call memories. My mind replayed every moment, all the pain inflicted. The inhumane treatment, the night I'd lay awake afraid for every morning. The years I need to heal, just so I could look at him again. My body still flinches every time someone raises their hand at me. Without my self-control I wasn't fit to be an alpha, it wasn't even in my blood.

I looked at my shattered soul in the mirror, then craned my neck to avoid the sight. I turned on the bath's faucet to cold. I stepped into my sanctuary, I hadn't visited in sometime. I let my legs adjust to the temperature. I pull myself into a cradling position, the only comfort I had felt in years.