Amon shows up

Leah's POV

Gerald stroked with consistent rhythm, and my voice must have been loud enough to draw the attention of our maids.

"Leah…" His voice rang in my ears like music.

My legs had wrapped around him, and my waist was pushing upwards to march up his pace. His dark skin scrubbed against mine, mixing up our sweats together.

Our clothes were beside the bed like rags on the floor.

"Hmmmm…." I held his arm in a tighter grip. "Go hard… Go harder on me… Oh Gerald…"

The door creaked open, and Cristine stared wide-eyed at us for about two seconds before holding the knob to close the door.

"Sorry…" she said, stepping outside.

Gerald withdrew his length from inside of me, gasping, his sweat dripping on my face, and part of it entering mouth.

"Who is she?" He turned to look at the door, holding his length with his right hand.

"Don't worry about her…" I pulled him closer. "She's my friend, and we are mates after all."

He gazed at me for a second, touched my hair and plunged himself into me in one swing.

Afterwards, we left my room to join the party, and the sweat from our time together still showed on our body. At first, I couldn't stand to look at him as I still felt his cum in-between my legs.

He didn't stop smiling at me, and I knew he understood how I felt. He went to sit beside Roshan, but his eyes did not move away from me.

Cristine touched my shoulder. I almost slipped off the ground.

She sat beside me without speaking, and I bent my head low to avoid looking directly into her eyes.

"You've got another lover?"

I sighed. "No."

Her eyes narrowed at me. "You were making out with him… What then is your relationship?"

Her voice was almost loud enough to draw attention, and I placed a finger across my lips for her to quiet down her voice.

"Who is he?" Her voice came out as a whisper.

"He's my mate… We were having a mating process…"

Her face twitched. "You've become Gerald's mate?"

"Yes… We both felt it…"

She took her eyes off me to look at Gerald. Her face took a different expression from what I had ever seen in her, was she upset? Maybe no, but I wasn't quite certain of the cause of it. Perhaps she cared too much about me.

"He…" She raised a finger to point at him, but I had to put her finger down. "You became a mate in just an instance?"

"Yes." I held her palms. "Yes… The feeling of it was so real, and I just couldn't resist having him… Could you believe he mindlinked me?"

Her eyes narrowed, and she just looked at me, sharing in my surprise. Mindlinking was a rare ability, and if it did exist, it was only between mates. Most mates lacked the ability.

She took deep breaths, her eyes still fixed at Gerald. "But… But you're pregnant…"

"Shhh… Don't voice that…"

I saw wetness in her eyes, but I couldn't get an understanding of what could make her eyes become wet, but was it just because of my situation?

It could only be, I convinced myself.

Gerald came to touch my shoulders, giving me a soft massage. "Come, I've told your father about us …"

Cristine left her mouth slightly opened, staring at us. Gerald had his hand around my waist, gave my ass a soft squeeze, and had a broad smile on his face.

"Cristine, please just a moment…" I said.

But it was so fast, I thought. Maybe he would have waited for the ceremony to come to an end before we met Roshan about our new mate relationship.

"I want to take you to my pack to become my Luna," he said into my ears, giving me a tickling sensation.

I tilted my head in response. But so fast?

"I want us to have our marking ceremony tomorrow… I want us to become official so I can take you with me."

I rubbed my palms against my gown at a loss for words to say to him. It wasn't suffocating, but Cristine's eyes on me were giving me a different idea, probably a reason to think things through.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yes… But…"

"You don't want us to have our marking ceremony tomorrow?"

I should go with the way he wanted everything done. That could also be normal. The mating bond between werewolves like us covered up for time spent in courtship. It was always fated.

There wasn't a need for us to study each other before going into the marking process. The fact that we became mates simply meant that the Moon Goddess had decided for us to be together. Who wouldn't trust the Moon Goddess?

"Yes…" I nodded multiple times. "I would love for us to mark as soon as possible."

We sat before Roshan, holding our hands together. Roshan's eyes did not drift from me. I felt he was trying to tell me something, but was not willing to say it out loud.

"You want to mark tomorrow?" He asked, his eyes still on me.

"Yes father…"

I noticed he shook his head, but slightly, in a way no one else but me could have noticed. "You don't want to wait for a while?"

I saw his hands clenched under the table.

"There isn't a need for that." I shook my head. "Gerald has become my mate… I don't think I should wait if he wants us to go ahead."

He sighed, but nodded to give us his consent.

I returned to Cristine's side, but she stood up.

"We have to talk outside." She was holding me by my wrist, gently pulling me outside the palace.

We got a bench to sit on. The look on her face felt as though she was going to explode every thought she had in mind concerning me.

"Does he know you're pregnant?"

I shook my head.

"Do you intend to hide the fact that you're pregnant?"

Thought of being pregnant with Amon's child was enough to block my reasoning. All I did was breathe, racking my brain up for an answer. Not that I had hoped there could be a way to go through it.

She wrapped her hands around me as the cool air blew my hair backwards.

"I'm going to pin the pregnancy on him, after a month from now," I said.

She got her hands off me, shaking her head. "I'm not sure you want to take that path… Why not just come clean to him?"

"What?" My brows furrowed. "You know what can happen if I do… You shouldn't say that…"

She simply bent her head low.

At least I found a way to go on with Gerald. She must have felt I was being selfish, or acting without concern for Gerald or myself, but it was the hard choice, what else could I do?

"It's not just about the fact that you're pregnant… Gerald has mistresses, about four of them, and also, I heard there's something off about him…" she said.

I simply gazed at her. Her face was pale as though her skin was going to peel off at any moment.

"Sorry if I'm pressing too much." She stood up to leave. "I was only concerned."

Her eyes were wet, how was that? Concern for me?

"Wait." I held her back.

She sat back on the bench.

"I understand you, but most Alpha's have mistresses, and I don't see an issue with Gerald having them–"

I got the urge to throw up, and I had to leave her side some distance away. The fluid coming out of my mouth made me feel weak, and I rested my body on the pillar close-by.

"Leah…" I heard someone call my name.

I turned around to check, but no one was near me. The bright moon was the only light that helped me see, but it wasn't sufficient to light up all around me.

But the voice… Sounded like someone so close to me.

"Shhh…" A man pressed his body against me, touching my hands. "It's me."

"Amon?" I got my eyes on his face, touching his jaws. "Is this… Is this you?"

He got a hold of my wrist. "Yes, it's me. Your eyes can't be deceiving you."