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As Dorian sits on the sofa, I go over to the girls to talk privately. I can feel Dorian's gaze on my back.

'I'm sorry, I didn't know he was going to turn up,' I apologise quietly.

Iota sighs. 'Well, he's here now. You can probably get your things and leave with him. Are you ready?'

I nod. 'Yes, but I need to tend to his wounds first. He was shot by two arrows.'

Espaira looks over at him and wrinkles her nose in distaste.

'Good luck with that one, gorgeous,' she whispers.

She kisses my cheek, shoots Dorian a glare and struts out of the room.

'I'll get you some first aid supplies,' Dyxnia offers and leaves the room, too.

Iota turns to Dorian.

'Do you know why we don't allow males onto our territory?' She asks him.

Dorian looks to me for guidance, I offer him a weak smile.

'I don't, no,' he replies.

His answer surprises me. It appears other packs are more ignorant than we thought. I thought they were aware of our mission and what we were trying to achieve here.

'Most of the members of this pack, are survivors of abuse and assault,' Iota tells him. 'We offer them a safe haven, where your gender is of no threat to them. By coming onto our territory, you have invaded the lives of several fragile people.'

Dorian looks guilty as hell as his eyes flick between us. Dyxnia suddenly enters, breaking the tension.

I take the bowl of water and first aid kit from her and thank her. Dorian takes off his shirt and I have to remind myself to breathe.

Iota takes a seat at her desk, whilst I start cleaning his wounds.

'I'm sorry,' I tell him quietly as I dip the cloth in the warm bowl of water and run it over the cut on his chest.

'It's okay, I can do that,' he says and takes the cloth from me. 'I'm sorry I came here, I didn't know.'

I watch with envy as he cleans himself up. 'It's alright, I didn't realise that it wasn't common knowledge about our pack.'

Once Dorian is cleaned up, I take him over to my house. My mother is startled to see a man on our territory, but warmly introduces herself when I explain who he is.

He helps me pack up the last of my things and take them downstairs. I have a tearful goodbye with my mother, hugging her until I have to let go.

Next, I say goodbye to the girls. Iota is disappointed to see me going, but they understand that I have no choice. Besides, it will mean that Dyxnia can be promoted to Beta.

I walk with Dorian back to his car, which we load up with my bags.

'How long will it take to get to your territory?' I ask when we get into the car.

'About four hours.'

'Goddess,' I mutter under my breath.

Dorian smirks at my reaction. 'It gives us plenty of time to get to know each other. Tell me more about you.'

I take his suggestion and we use the time to get to know one another. I tell him about memories from my childhood, but eventually he asks the question I've been waiting for.

'Don't feel like you have to answer this, but how come you and your mother joined that pack? If it is for protection against men, what happened?'

I grit my teeth as I'm dragged down memory lane without consent.

'My dad passed away when I was young and amazingly, my mum survived losing her mate. I think it was because she had me. I'm not trying to sound big-headed, but I was only six and I think she knew she needed to carry on for me,' I explain whilst he listens.

'When I turned fourteen, she started dating this guy. He seemed nice at first and I didn't mind him staying over. Then, one day, he just decided he was going to move in and live with us. He started trying to control everything my mum did, including how much food she ate. It was crazy, he was an absolute nutter.'

I shudder as I remember the asshole.

'It got so bad and they would argue all of the time. Eventually, things escalated and he hit her. I was at school at the time, and she tried to hide her bruises with make-up. I had my suspicions but she would never talk to me when I asked about it. When I turned fifteen, he broke two of her ribs and her arm.'

Tears pool in my eyes and I angrily blink them away.

'I felt so guilty for not doing something, for not forcing her to talk about it or leave. I should have called the police, but I was going through my own shit at school and believed that my mum could handle herself. She was the adult, after all. Anyway, after that, I convinced her to leave. We heard about the Amazon pack and applied to join, the rest is history.'

Dorian uncurls his fingers from around the wheel. His knuckles have gone white from how hard he was gripping it.

'I am so sorry that both of you had to go through that. Is the man still alive?'

I scrunch up my nose. 'No, he was killed in some burglary-gone-wrong a year or so after we left.'

'Good.'

It's quiet for a while. My family history tends to be a bit of a downer on conversations, hence, why I don't talk about it much.

I must fall asleep for a bit, because I come to when we go over some kind of bump. I rub my eyes and look around, amazed to see the road lined with pine trees that stretch to the sky.

We are well and truly in the mountains now.

'We're about half an hour away,' Dorian informs me.

As we get closer to his territory, he tells me more about his pack and their customs. They're more similar to mine than I expected, which is a pleasant surprise. Like the rumours say, there are more men than women, so Dorian told me to expect excitement that he has found his mate.

'They'll be happy that you're joining, don't worry.'

My excitement builds and soon, we reach the enormous gates along the perimeter of the pack border.

Dorian follows the winding round through the trees, taking us into the thick forest. Buildings appear. Communal ones at first, which then move into housing estates. Dorian pulls up to number 44 and cuts the engine.

His house is simple and sweet. Two storey and made with grey brick, so dark that it's almost black.

He unlocks the door and then shows me around, giving me a tour of all of the rooms. He gives me the option to stay in the bedroom, which makes me like him even more. I decline. We're mates, mates should share a bed.

Plus, I'm more than excited to see him shirtless again.

After showing me the house, we take all of my things inside. He helps me to unpack and then suggests we go over to the pack house to see his Alpha again. I change into nicer clothes before we go.

Many of the Lycans are wandering around the territory as we walk to the pack house. It's an odd experience, being the smallest and shortest. I was quite tall in my old pack, but everyone here is like a giant to me.

Dorian keeps a firm grip on my hand, reassuring me. He introduces me to his Alpha and the Gamma again. They're friendlier than they were last time, no doubt having got used to the idea of me being a normal shifter.

We stay the whole of the afternoon, just chatting. I'm relieved when they warm up to me. The Alpha invites us round for dinner at his house tomorrow night.

In the evening, Dorian and I cook together. It's actually a lot of fun. We eat outside, looking up at the stars.

I usually sleep naked, but considering that I won't be alone in bed tonight, I ask Dorian if I can borrow one of his t-shirts instead.

After using the bathroom to get ready for bed, I slip out of my clothes and put on his t-shirt. Dorian has just finished up in the bathroom down the hall and returns to the bedroom as I come out.

His eyes land on me and look me up and down with a hungry gaze.

I barely have time to react when he places one hand tightly on my waist, and the other pulls my head to him. He presses his lips to mine and tingles flow throughout my body, everywhere he touches me.

I kiss him back as I slide my hands up his chest and around his neck. He tastes of mint toothpaste and Dorian, a heady mixture.

His tongue swipes across my bottom lip, letting me know that he wants to deepen the kiss. I open up to him and our tongues touch. My body has an instant reaction to it. A pleasurable jolt goes straight to my clit and my pussy clenches as a result.

My hands move back down Dorian's body, to his sweats. I run my fingertips teasingly along the waistband, testing what his reaction will be. He only kisses me harder, threading his fingers into my hair.

Taking that as a yes to continue, I slide my hand under the waistband and into his boxers. My fingers wrap around his cock and a thrill of excitement bursts through me. He's as hard as stone and so hot in my hand.

I begin slowly stroking him, moving my hand up and down. Dorian grunts into my mouth and pushes his hips forwards. I run my thumb over the tip of his cock, spreading out the slippery drops of pre-cum escaping from the head.

He breaks the kiss with a gasp and looks down at me with hooded eyes.

'Let me touch you,' his says, his voice raspy.

I only nod in response. His fingers take hold of the hem of his t-shirt and I lift my arms over my head to help him take it off. He drops the clothing to the floor and looks at my body with such adoration that it's impossible to feel self-conscious.

He kisses me again, keeping some space between us. He slides his hand down my back, to the curve of my butt. Moving to the front, I spread my legs a little to give him more access. His fingers stroke experimentally over my lower lips and I gently bite his bottom lip in response.

He smiles against my lips and rubs his fingers back and forth, lubricating them. I almost sigh with content when he pushes one thick finger inside of me and then adds another. He pumps them in and out of me a few times, before adding a third. I feel stretched and tight as he fingers me.

I grip onto his biceps, holding myself up in case my knees finally decide to give in. He uses his thumb to circle my clit, all the while pumping his fingers in and out of me. I come apart embarrassingly quickly. I moan into our kiss as my body trembles with pleasure.

Dorian holds me through it, never once stopping the movement of his fingers or tongue. Only when I come down from my high, does he break the kiss and lead me to the bed. I lie down on it as he removes his sweatpants and boxers, leaving him gloriously naked.

I hungrily eye his perfect body. Carved and chiseled to perfection. He kneels between my open legs and looks up to meet my eyes.

'Are you sure you want to do this?' He asks huskily.

'Yes,' I respond quickly.

'Can I mark you?'

'Yes! Can I mark you?'

He smirks at my question. 'Of course.'

He leans over me once more, lining himself up with my entrance as our lips touch. I spread my legs wide, giving him as much access as possible. Surging forwards, Dorian fills me completely.

I'm knocked breathless by his sudden entrance. He pulls back to let me breathe and looks down at me with concern. I give him a reassuring smile and lift my knees up to rest against his sides.

Once he's sure that I'm okay, he begins to move.

My eyes almost roll back in my head at how it good it feels to have him inside me. Our hips rock at the same time, mine lift up to meet each thrust. His cock, wet with my arousal, slides smoothly in and out of me.

Dorian thrusts particularly hard and we both moan at the sensation. His lips find mine again and our tongues collide, rubbing against one another.

I grip onto his shoulders. He is fucking me so tenderly that I want him close. I press my body against his, our lips and hips the only things moving. His steady pace slowly builds our orgasms, we approach the climax together.

Dorian increases his speed, thrusting into me faster and harder until my toes curl against his backside. He breaks the kiss to find the right place on my neck, I do the same with his. In complete unison, we mark each other.

The euphoria that fills us both has us moaning against our bites, our bodies shaking with the pleasurable waves that ripple through us. The feeling is euphoric, indescribable.

It's official; I am his and he is mine.

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Only one more chapter left...I wonder whose POV it will be?