Bonded Beyond Regret (Mated to the Monster: Season 2)

CHAPTER 11

SAMUEL

Even though I’m doing the most boring paperwork, I can’t wipe the smile off my face. It was just yesterday when Nyx and I sat down, talked, and agreed that we’re going to give this a go. It’s almost unbelievable, but if this is a dream then I never want to wake up.

“Me either. Nyx is my idea of the Moon Goddess’ realm,” my wolf purrs.

Internally I roll my eyes because my big, bad, Alpha wolf is a huge softie for a certain female. Actually, it’s not just Nyx who has enthralled my wolf. Aisley has stolen a piece of his heart, and mine as well.

Last night they joined me for dinner in the dining hall and I don’t think I’ve laughed or smiled more in my life. Hearing about all the third-grade drama from Aisley isn’t something I would have ever foreseen in my life, but I can’t wait until the next installment.

Even though I love my pack members and have always made sure to eat my meals in the dining hall to ensure that I’m accessible, I can’t say that I ever really looked forward to meals in the dining hall. Now I’m counting down to the next one because I know my females will be there with me.

I’m sure that the pack has noticed, but no one has said anything about it. It almost feels like they’re holding their collective breath while waiting to see how it all turns out.

“I plan on it ending in forever,” my wolf affirms before grumbling, “and the pack better get on board with my plan. I want her to be our Luna.”

“The pack loves Nyx. She’s earned the respect of the warriors and has shown kindness and understanding to everyone else. They will accept her when she’s ready for us to take that step,” I assure him even though I know he doesn’t need it.

When my door opens without anyone knocking on it, I prepare to lay into someone. I look up with a scowl on my face only for it to morph into a wide grin when I see Aisley standing there.

“Hi, Sammy,” she greets me with a shy smile that is totally out of place on her.

I have a feeling it’s because she just walked into my office without thinking twice about it and then saw my face. This is the first time that she’s sought me out and has barged in. I don’t mind at all.

When I push back from my desk, I open up my arms to tell her that she better get over here and give me a hug. With a squeal she races toward me. She’s fast and I barely have time to brace before she slams into me, and we both go rolling across the room.

The sound of her giggles filling my office has my heart swelling with love for this little girl.

What I said to Nyx is true—I realize that she’s not my biological daughter, but that isn’t stopping me from feeling like she’s mine. I never want to replace her father, that would make me a shithead. But I can be in her life and be a father figure to her.

I want her to always feel safe with me. I want her to be able to come to me with her joys and her sadness. I want her to love me just as much as I love her.

I never really thought about having pups, not even when I was mated to Kathy. Something about it never felt right, but I knew that I would need an heir for the Beta position. The thought of bringing a pup into our mating, even for an heir, made me uncomfortable.

Knowing what I know now, I’m glad that Kathy never mentioned having pups and we never tried. That line shouldn’t have any descendants. It’s better this way.

While I never considered pups before, now I spend far too much time thinking about it. The thought of Aisley being a big sister brings a smile to my face. She would dote on her sibling. I have no doubt that it would be adorable.

Imagining Nyx round with my child has my wolf letting out a growl of want which is not appropriate at the moment. It’s not the first time I’ve thought about it, nor will it be the last, but I mentally push it aside. For now.

As Aisley climbs on my lap, I laugh, “What are you up to, little one?”

She snuggles into me and lets out a contented sigh. “I missed you, Sammy, and wanted to come and see you.” She peeks up at me, uncertainty crosses her features for a moment. I don’t like the thought of her being uncertain even a little bit. Her voice his hesitant, “Is that okay?”

“Of course it is,” I promise her. I pause for a moment and think about it. As much as I love that she came in without warning just to see me, I know not setting boundaries could bite me in the ass later. “I love seeing you and I love that you came to visit, but you can’t just barge into my office,” I make sure my voice is gentle instead of commanding.

When she ducks her head and blushes slightly, I kind of want to crawl into a hole. I’ve felt the need to escape and wished to just disappear before, but that was because of pain. This is a completely different feeling.

“I’m not mad at you and you are always welcome,” I reiterate. “But there might be times when it would be inappropriate for you to come in without knocking. What if I was having a conversation with a pack member and they wanted it to be private? The pack needs to be able to rely and trust me. They need to be able to come to me and talk to me about whatever they need, and I know you respect and understand that.”

Aisley sighs and nods as her mouth twists down into a small frown that is far too adorable. “I do understand,” she sighs. “I was just so excited to see you that I didn’t even think about that. I promise that I’ll knock next time. I don’t want to make anyone feel uncomfortable or to scare anyone.”

“I know, my sweet little one. You have a big heart.”

“Love our pup,” my wolf sighs contentedly.

I sit there for a few minutes, just soaking up this special pup’s love. I’m not even sure if she realizes that she’s giving it to me because she gives it so freely. I hope that she can feel how much she matters to me and that being close to me makes her happy.

Nyx’s voice comes through the mind link, a hint of panic in her voice, “Is Aisley with you?”

“She is, little warrior,” I confirm. “Why? Did you not know where she was going?”

“No,” she sighs. “She was out playing on the playground. I went into the kitchen to grab her a drink and when I went back, she was gone,” I can hear the relief in her voice with finding out her daughter is safe.

“She will always be safe on pack grounds,” I point out gently, “but I understand why it would frighten you.” I’m hesitant, but I’m hoping Nyx will say yes. “Would it be okay if I talk to her about not letting you know where she was going?”

“Yes,” she agrees without hesitation, “that’s fine. I trust you.”

I close my eyes for a moment from the way emotion crashes over me. Aisley is Nyx’s entire world. For her to allow this is a gift, one I won’t squander.

“Aisley,” I prod her gently, very aware that Alphas are intimidating. When she makes a humming sound, I ask, “Did you tell your mom where you were going?”

Her head snaps up and her eyes get comically wide. “Oh no,” she breathes and tries to scramble off my lap.

I hold her in place and assure her, “She knows. She mind linked me and wanted to know if you were with me, but she was worried.”

Tears fill this sweet girl’s eyes, and I want to roar because I hate even the idea of her crying. “I’m sorry,” she’s on the verge of sobbing. “I didn’t mean to scare Mommy. I was playing and then I thought about you and wanted to see you. I didn’t even think about it,” she admits and pulls her bottom lip into her mouth. She whispers, “Is she mad at me?”

“No, little one,” I reassure her, “she was just worried, but now she knows where you are and is fine with it. She knows you’re safe in the pack, but part of a mom’s job is to worry about their pups. I do think an apology would be a good idea.”

She lets out a deep sigh and slumps into my chest, her small hand gripping and twisting my shirt. It’s so damn cute and it takes a lot of effort to not smile. “I’ll tell Mommy how sorry I am, promise.”

“Good,” I give her a squeeze before gently moving her off my lap and standing. I offer her my hand as I suggest, “How about we go and see what flavors of ice cream are in the freezer? We can plan what we want after dinner.”

Aisley gives my hand a mighty tug as she leads me out of my office. We’re down the stairs and in the kitchen in no time. Nyx is there, wringing her hands together until she sees us and her shoulders slump.

Even though my wolf and I grumble when Aisley lets go of my hand, we don’t try to stop her from rushing toward Nyx. “I’m so sorry, Mommy,” her words drip with sincerity. “I wanted to go and see Sammy and didn’t think about telling you. I should have. I’m sorry I worried you.”

My females wrap each other up in their arms and I lean against the doorway to watch the scene unfold. When I can’t stand not being apart of it anymore, I close the distance to them and wrap them both in my arms. I kiss the top of Nyx’s and then Aisley’s head.

We hold each other for a long moment. The feeling of family washes over me. I want to keep this feeling for the rest of my life. I have a feeling that even in death I won’t be able to let go of it. How could I?

As we release each other, Nyx looks at me with admiration and gratefulness on her face. I’m glad that she doesn’t resent me stepping in with Aisley. She could and it would be totally within her rights. Nyx has been a single mom to Aisley for a while now. I kiss her forehead, hoping she can feel how much I appreciate her and her trust.

“I’m going to look in the freezer and then I’m going to go out and play,” Aisley crows. She pauses and winces slightly before adding on, “If that’s okay?”

Nyx chuckles softly and nods her head. Aisley pulls us both over to the giant industrial freezer. When I open it, we find it fully stocked like I knew it would be.

It takes Aisley thirty seconds to decide and declare, “I pick Cookies and Cream!”

She’s out the door without even looking back and I watch her go. All I can do is laugh and grin.

When I look at Nyx, she has tears in her eyes and my heart stops. I pull her into my arms, feeling frantic.

I blurt, “What’s wrong, Nyx? Are you okay? I’m so sorry that she came up to see me without telling you first. The moment I asked her about telling you, she got upset and knew she messed up. I didn’t yell at her or anything. Or is this about the ice cream? I told her it had to be for after dinner tonight.”

“No,” Nyx sobs and presses her face against my chest, “it’s not that at all, Samuel.”

Before I can think twice about it, I pick her up and rush out the kitchen and up to the Alpha suite. I don’t stop until we’re in my bedroom, the one I hope to share with her someday soon and sit her on the edge. I sink down to my knees and cup her face in my hands.

“Then, what is it?” There’s a plea in my voice, “Your tears are killing me, little warrior.”

“You just stepped in, and it was such a dad thing to do,” her voice wobbles slightly and I swallow hard, unsure if this is a good thing or not. “The moment she came into the kitchen, it was clear you didn’t scold her or make her feel overly bad about it. You taught her and she listened to you.” She lets out a shuddering breath. “It’s a good thing, a very good thing.”

I swallow hard and nod slowly, her words sinking and taking up residence in my heart and soul. It feels like soaring. “Are you sure it’s okay?”

As her hands come up to cup my jaw, her eyes, the gold flecks sparkling, bore into mine. “It’s more than okay. You love her,” she gently pushes me, and I nod. “She deserves to have your love.”

“She’s not the only one,” I murmur.

Before our next breath, I’m taking her mouth in a brutal kiss. It feels like forever since I kissed her even though that is far from the truth. There’s a feral need that grows between us when I nip on her bottom lip, and she moans into my mouth. I take full advantage and deepen the kiss, our tongues swirling together. I allow her to control the kiss for a moment, but then I take over.

Nyx melts into me and I gently lay her back on the bed. I know she’s not ready to have sex, but the need to give her pleasure is too big to ignore. Fuck, I need to taste her. My wolf is drooling in my mind with the thought of finding out what she tastes like finally.

“Wait,” she mumbles and pushes against my chest.

I shush her, my voice reassuring, “I know you’re not ready for sex, Nyx, and that’s okay. But I need to please you. Will you let me make you feel good?”

Her back arches and her hips lift from the bed as she groans, “Yes, please.”

I move slowly, giving her time to stop me as I strip her leggings and panties from her legs. My cock feels like a fucking steel pipe in my jeans, but I ignore it. This isn’t about me; this is all about her.

It’s not like I’m not going to enjoy it because I know I am.

I kiss and lick down my woman’s body and then nip at her hard nipple through her shirt. My hands slide up and down the outside of her thighs and can feel the goosebumps all over her skin. When I slide down her body, she props herself up on her elbows.

The look on her face is eager and it’s hard to tear my eyes away from her. But I need to see. I suck in a sharp breath as I look down at her pretty pink pussy adorned with a landing strip on her mound. Using my thumbs, I spread the lips of her pussy. Her arousal glistens on her flesh, showing me just how turned on and needy she is.

Unable to take it a moment longer, I dive between her thighs and swipe my tongue from her hole to her clit. The moment I taste her, I become fucking ravenous. I eat Nyx’s pussy like a starving man.

Because I am.

For her.

Always for her.

When I slide two fingers inside of her wet heat, my eyes almost roll back in my head at how fucking tight she is. I growl and thrash my head from side to side with her clit between my lips. The way Nyx is pushing her hips into my face as moans and mewling pleas fall from her lips make me more frantic for her.

With a tap against that special spot inside of my woman, I nip at her clit and my woman goes soaring. Her legs shake with the force of her orgasm, and it makes me feel satisfied as fuck.

Being able to give my woman pleasure, her trusting me with her body, is more than enough for now.

I run my hands over her skin and watch her face as she comes down from her high. The dreamy smile on her face and the warmth it makes me feel has me confronting what I already knew but hadn’t been ready to admit.

I’ve fallen in love with this strong, stubborn, loving, and slightly broken female. It’s scary, but only because I never want to lose her.