Hannah

Micah doesn't let me out of bed for two days except to shower and use the bathroom. The first day it was cute, him bringing me food and making sure I was comfortable.

The next day it was annoying.

He kept insisting that I needed the rest, that my body hadn't gotten rid of the silver yet, but I think he just liked being able to stay with me all day and boss me around.

He only left when his mom, my mom and Katie came to check on me. They all doted on me like mother hens.

I'm a fierce warrior. I don't need doting.

Just as they were leaving, Micah came back in the room. He had another training session with Griffin meaning he was hot, sweaty and delicious looking.

"You gonna take a shower?" I ask with a sly smirk. He cocks a brow at me as he pulls his shirt over his head, sweat still sticking to his chest making it glisten in the setting sunlight streaming through the window.

"Maybe. What's it to you?" He asks smiling as I bite my lip, admiring the view.

"I don't know." I say shrugging. "Thought you could use some help getting clean."

He throws his head back and laughs, the sound deep and melodious making me smile in return.

"Well then come on, sweetness. Lend me a hand... or two." He purrs as he pulls me out of bed and into the bathroom with him.

He strips me down naked, kissing every inch of my over excited flesh, before I slip his pants down, allowing his already straining cock to bounce free. I bite my lip and reach for it, but he grabs my hand and shakes his head.

"None of that. You're not ready yet." He says and I huff in annoyance making him chuckle.

"I'm fine." I say as I pull him into the shower, rubbing my wet body against him making him groan.

"Sweetness..." He pleads, putting his hands on my hips and holding me at a distance.

"What's the matter, baby? Do you not want me?" I ask, pouting out my bottom lip and making my eyes go wide and pleading. He groans and tips his head back.

"Stop. You know I want you. I just want to take it slow and make sure you're fully healed. Then I can enjoy you to the fullest." He murmurs, ducking his head into my neck and peppering kisses along my wet skin.

"Well, since you think I'm well enough to be wet and naked in the shower with you, then I'm well enough to eat dinner with the pack tonight." I tell him firmly, running the soapy cloth along his body. He groans again before looking down at me.

"You did that on purpose didn't you? My girl fights dirty." He muses, his tone colored with humor. I nod in response and smile brightly at him.

"Yep. So you might as well just give me what I want." I say with a shrug and he gives me a warm smile before contemplating for a moment.

"You're right. You should start spending more time with the pack anyway. It will be good for them to start thinking of you as their Luna. Assuming you're still going to mark me?" He asks hopefully and I nod in response.

"Yes. Even though the bond returned on it's own, I still want to mark you soon. And I want you to mark me." I tell him sweetly and he ducks down to press his lips against mine. He hums in pleasure as I move closer to him, pressing my body against his. We stay like that for awhile, exploring each other's bodies until my stomach rumbles. Micah chuckles at the sound and turns off the water.

"Come on. Let's feed the beast." He says chuckling. We dress quickly and descend the stairs holding hands. I still am surprised every time we touch at the strength of the sparks I feel crashing through my system.

No wonder Micah had such a hard time keeping his hands to himself those first few days.

We enter the noisy dining room and head to the line. As people start to notice us, the chatting and laughter stops. As I look around the room I realize everyone is staring at me. I look up at Micah in confusion, who is staring at the pack. I get worried for a second, until I hear a man's voice from somewhere in the back of the room.

"You're a fucking bad ass, Hannah!" He shouts. At that, the rest of the room breaks out into raucous applause and cheers.

A shy smile splashes across my face and I feel my cheeks heat up in an intense blush. I look up at Micah who is smiling proudly down at me. He joins in the cheers, whistling and lifting me up onto his shoulders and holding his hands up in triumphant fists. The pack loves the showmanship, and the cheers grow louder until I finally convince Micah to put me down. He chuckles and pulls me in for a kiss and I pull away to hide my face in his chest.

"It won't take much for you to win them over." He murmurs in my ear. I smile at him, until my eyes flit to a figure behind him.

Dustin.

He's standing watching me with a sorrowful gaze. I sigh deeply as the smile falls from my face. I haven't had much of a chance to deal with the emotional fallout of taking a life. I was just hoping it wouldn't crash into me too hard, or at the wrong time. I put my still empty plate down and sidestep Micah and walk slowly up to Dustin. He stays rooted to the spot, I see pain on his face, but no anger which surprises me.

"Dustin, I-" He cuts me off, holding up a hand and shaking his head.

"Don't be sorry. You did what you had to do. Especially after she cheated like that. You really did prove you're the strongest she wolf in this pack. You will be an amazing Luna. I do have one quesstion though." He says and I furrow my brows at him as I feel Micah come stand behind me and wrap his arms gently around my waist.

"What's that?" I ask.

"You're obviously a strong, well trained fighter. Why did you always hold back in training?" He asks and I shrug.

"Showing off was never my thing. I didn't feel the need to prove how strong I was or how skilled. I know who I am. My strengths and I'm definitely not blind to my weaknesses." I say and he ponders that.

"But if you had just shown us what you could do, we wouldn't have treated you the way we did." He points out and I sigh.

"The way you treated me says more about you than it does about me." I say firmly and I feel a fresh bout of regret barrel into me from my bond with Micah. I reach up to hold his hands that are clasped around my waist and squeeze them gently, letting him know that I have forgiven him.

I won't let some bad memories stop us from enjoying a loving mate bond. It would be cheating myself just as much as him, and I refuse to do that to myself.

"I guess you're right." Dustin says, looking out the windows as his mind wanders. "For what it's worth, I'm sorry. Going through what I did with Jasmine, well, it's made me reevaluate a lot of my decisions. And my behavior. Micah, you were right when you said I was slacking. I needed that push. I hope you'll still find a spot for me somewhere in the pack. I respect your decision to make Griffin your beta. It was the right one." He states and his words surprise me. Dustin has always been an arrogant wolf, so his admission must be hard for him.

"I'm sure we can find a spot for you, Dustin." Micah says warmly before pulling away from me and giving Dustin a quick hug. It gives me hope that their friendship can survive and that Dustin can be an asset to this pack.

We eat and chat with pack members. Some of the pups come up and give me hugs and I think about the 'Luna vibes' the alpha at the first pack I visited mentioned. Micah was right when he said I would have to adjust and be more social with the pack. I look over at him, chatting animatedly with some of the warriors about his training with Griffin. They are all watching him, hanging on every word as he describes an intense sparing session where he managed to best Griffin for the first time.

If anyone can help me grow and come out of my shell, it's him.