Page 69 of Lycan Rejected


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Chase smiled at her and winked. "I thought you'd never ask."

The crowd laughed, and so did Remy. This was definitely the right choice.

"The offerings have been accepted. Do you both swear to love, care for, and protect one another? Will you give your mate everything you can offer and choose one another to bind your souls together?"

Remy and Chase said in unison, "I swear to my mate that I will provide for them, love them unconditionally, and protect them from the darkness of this world."

Remy felt the bond sizzle inside her soul, stitching together to bind her to Chase. It was a surprise they were already able to speak telepathically before this, but now it was a certainty. Chase slid into her mind, and she heard him chuckle.

Now, you are mine forever.

Remy laughed. Like I wasn't before?

"Now it is time for the Marking. Chase and Remy will retire to their room and complete the ritual." Tala walked over to Chase, wrapping her arms around him. "Welcome to the family, Chase."

Remy noticed he hugged her mother tight. "Thank you, Tala. I will do everything in my power to make your daughter happy."

Tala laughed and stepped away, "Oh, I know you will. Remy will tear you a new asshole if you don't."

Chase threw his head back and laughed as Tala hugged Remy. Before she knew it, Remy was picked up and thrown over Chase's shoulder as he dashed down the middle of the rows of chairs toward the pack house. Remy laughed and pounded on his back to let her go, but he continued until he was in her room. He closed the door with his foot and gently put her on the ground. He walked briskly to the bathroom and returned with a small water bowl and towels. Remy sat on the edge of her bed and waited for him to join her.

"You first, Sweetcheeks."

Chase pulled her onto his lap after he peeled his shirt off. Remy had to take a moment to appreciate her mate's muscular chest before following his curves to his neck. Her canines slid down and quickly pierced his skin to leave her mark on him. Chase groaned as she licked some of the blood from the wound, allowing her saliva to start healing it before grabbing a damp towel to wash the rest. When she was finished, Chase pushed her leather jacket off her shoulders, and it fell to the floor. Remy lifted her shirt off and tossed it before wrapping her arms around his neck. Chase slowly kissed the length of her shoulder before settling on her neck. She felt the sting of his canines pierce her skin, and it was quickly replaced with the fluttering of magic down to her soul. The bonds lit up as if they were on fire as the packs merged through their bonding. They both sucked air between their teeth as magic and bonds to create the new pack coursed through their veins.

"I love you, Chase Monroe. I thought I could fight it, but you proved me wrong about how mates were not the worst thing on the planet to have."

Chase laughed and pulled her into a kiss. It was soft and quick. Remy found herself growling when he pulled away. "I love you, too, Remy Monroe."

With that. Chase threw her onto the bed and pulled off her skirt. Remy laughed hard at Chase for jumping to the good part. She heard his clothes fall to the floor, and she quickly unhooked her bra and tossed it before Chase jumped on top of her. He kissed her fiercely like he did the night before. His hand on the back of her neck and the other on her ass to have as much skin touching as possible. Remy moaned against his lips, feeling her need for him grow. He pulled on her thong and became frustrated that it didn't come off as fast as he wanted. His claws cut the fabric loose on the sides and tossed it somewhere in the room.

"If you keep ripping my thongs like that, I won't have any left!"

"Good! Then I won't have anything stopping me from doing this!"

With one thrust, he was inside of her, and Remy wiggled as her walls adjusted to him. It had been a while since their last time, and she moaned, feeling him fill her up once again. Chase was patient the last time they were together. This time, not so much. He was thrusting with determination, rubbing in the right way to make her come undone quickly. He was on his knees, and her ass was off the bed as he pounded into it, making her scream his name as her walls vibrated against him.

"That's my good girl."

Those words sent her over the edge again, and Remy felt her legs constrict against his hips. She gyrated her hips just enough to make Chase growl before he pushed her legs to where her heels were on his shoulders and kept thrusting into her. Remy could barely do anything other than moan and scream; all words and thoughts left her brain. He leaned his body forward, angling himself deeper inside of her. Remy screamed his name before she heard Chase grunt and moan, his movements slowing down before he came to a stop. He pulled himself out of Remy and rolled her into his side. Remy's eyes fluttered as she tried to formulate a sentence, but no words came. She felt herself slip into a light sleep, hearing her mate's chest rumble with the happiness he felt.

I could definitely get used to this.

Chapter thirty-two

Remy

"Ithought Alpha life was exciting. Why is it so boring?" Remy whined as she scanned the large stack of papers on her new desk. Chase chuckled, and her mother sniggered. "At least Mom is trying to hold in her laugh. What's your excuse?" she retorted at her mate.

Chase was on the other side of the desk, going through his own pile of papers. Things were busy throughout the week after the ceremonies. Remy stayed put, but Chase had to transfer some things in his territory over to Kodi, who was now moving his pack. All the merging and transferring of everything took a lot of paperwork and time. Tala was training Remy to cover the business and teaching her some final things about being an Alpha while her mate and brother settled their ends of things. It was the most boring week of Remy's life. She was barely outside due to having to learn the laundry list of things needed for the business and pack, then checking on the pack members when she could in between. The amount of coffee she had been tweaking on occasion only caused her mother to laugh at her. Remy resorted to using her finger to express herself since attacking the former Luna of a pack was quite frowned upon.

Her mate had been enjoying the past two days back home. Mostly because Remy's smart-ass attitude really showed to anyone who talked to her. For some reason, Chase enjoyed that attitude of hers.

"You won't hurt me; I am your mate. It is magically impossible for you to hurt me."

Remy narrowed her eyes at him. "Wrong, Buster. It would be magically impossible for me to want to kill you. I can still smack you upside the head."

Chase peered up at her, smirking. "Then jump over this desk and lay it on me."

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