* sexual content at the end *

'Ailia...'

I blinked, trying to resurface from the downward spiral that my mind was falling into.

Her brother?

They didn't look that similar...

"Wait, Beta Flynn is your brother?" Piper blurted.

"Yeah..." Luna Black blinked. "Is that surprising?"

I shook my head, coming to when Asra's voice filtered through my head again.

"You don't look that similar." I admitted, trying to diffuse the awkwardness. "Just caught us off guard."

Piper glanced at me briefly before nodding. "Yeah, just surprising that he is a beta!"

"He was a beta before I was a luna!" she giggled. "He is older than me by a few decades. Our parents were betas of this pack until I was born and my brother took over. Augustus was a few years older than me, so I didn't have to go far to find him."

"Did Alpha Augustus not recognise you as his mate before then?" I wondered.

Luna Black's eyes focused on me, and she smiled softly. "When I shifted, his wolf recognised me as his mate. He left me be though, but I always felt a pull toward him."

'Tulip! God-dammit woman, stop ignoring me.'

I flinched at the sudden loudness of Asra's voice in my head and the luna's eyebrows rose. Sighing, I scratched my temple awkwardly, knowing I would have to leave mid-conversation.

"Asra troubles?" Piper mused.

"You know it," I muttered, rising from my chair. "I will have to go. He's going to think the plane will leave without us."

Her face crumpled with a pout as she stood. "I'm going to miss you."

"Me too," I sighed. "I suppose I better get my head around phones."

She laughed softly, squeezing me into a hug. "You better! Then we can text about everything."

I laughed in return, squeezing her body against mine. I noticed she took a deep inhale of my hair and I did the same, just committing her floral scent to memory.

"Goodness, that wolfy scent has grown so much." She breathed as we pulled apart.

"Sure it's not just Asra's freaky ass?" I smirked, holding her hands.

She grinned. "Smells more natural than Asra's freaky ass."

"His ass is far from natural. You should smell the things that come out of it at nighttime." I snickered.

There was a grumble somewhere in my mind that sounded an awful lot like my mate, but I ignored him.

"I will get back in touch with you this week. We definitely need to speak about some things." I widened my eyes, conveying my secret message.

"Of course. If I don't hear from you by Sunday, I will call Asra myself."

"Okay. Threat noted." I laughed.

The doors behind suddenly swung open and footsteps approached. I barely glanced over my shoulder before a strange man scooped me into his arms. My hands released Piper and grabbed onto the large tattooed forearm with a squeal.

"Asra!" I complained.

"You are taking too long, you damn chatterbox." He grunted.

"Put me down!"

"No. You'll run away."

I huffed, crossing my arms as he held me like a damn toddler. He held me tight to his chest, wrapping both of his arms around my middle.

"Don't make me put you over my shoulder." He warned, with a hint of delight.

"Bite me." I grunted.

Through my annoyed pout, I caught sight of Luna Black watching with wide eyes. I sighed, reeling in my attitude for the sake of the barely known woman.

"Nice to meet you properly, Luna Black." I politely smiled. "Maybe we can do this again sometime."

Her lips parted, blinking a few times before she spoke. "And to you, Luna Zenith."

Asra's grip tightened on my chest, and I grunted, smacking it.

"It's Luna Thorne now." I drawled sarcastically. "I drop thy name, beast!"

Asra grumbled, breath tickling my ear. "You test me human."

"Doggo, you are the reason I want to vomit whenever I see a hair that isn't mine."

"That makes no sense."

"It makes perfect sense. Now put me down so I can glare at you." I clicked my tongue.

"I'm sorry to interrupt... this. But did you say Thorne?"

My head spun back to Luna Black. "Yeah, that's me?"

"Thorne?"

My unease crept back, and I was sure my face had dropped to one of uncertainty. "Ailia Thorne, yes."

"Oh, okay... I see. Just... Never mind, I thought I misheard."

Misheard?

She asked me twice?

"Okay..." I muttered, confused.

She laughed, picking up her teacup. "Have a safe flight, Alpha, Luna."

"Thank you." Asra grunted before turning to Piper. "Piper."

"Asra." She smirked, looking at me. "Human."

I narrowed my eyes. "Rude."

Asra carried me out of there without another word. When I tried to wriggle out of his grip, he grumbled and moved me over his shoulder. I complained, of course; my fists scrunched up in his shirt as I voiced my reasoning. The cool air hit my skin, a sharp contrast to the warmth of the house. But it was the slap to my arse that had me jerk in Asra's hold.

"I have been calling you for ten minutes." He scolded, his hand squeezing my cheek.

I squealed, writhing on his shoulder as his hand slithered between my thighs. "I was busy!"

His fingers graced my mound through the fabric of my dress, daringly close, considering we were in public. I chewed on my lip, trying not to let the flames of my cheeks be seen.

"I told you the times. The plane is waiting."

"It would not leave without us!" I squeaked.

He hummed, finger sliding over my sensitive bud. "Next we fuck, I am going to show you have frustrating it is to have to wait."

My breath hitched as he pressed harder and he chuckled, the sound vibrating my chest before his hand moved. He rested it on my upper thigh, keeping my decency as we climbed into the back of the waiting car. My skirt rose as my thighs hit the cool leather, but I was glad I wasn't in that super tight dress like before.

Asra shut my door before coming round to the other side and climbing in. I had a broad grin on my face the moment he got into the car, his door shutting loudly behind him. He buckled his seatbelt before reaching around me and doing the same to me. I tried to ignore the heat of his hands as they graced my chest and stomach, or the way his scent flooded my nose.

When he moved back to sit properly, he finally met my gaze and his eyes narrowed at my broad grin.

"So... I got some details."

He hummed. "Details about what?"

"Flynn."

His eyes shifted to the driver as the car began to move, before landing back on me. "Tell me on the plane."

***

Being back home, I was more than excited to fall into my own bed. After the weekend we had, followed by yet another four-hour death box cloud journey, I could not be bothered with any more luna duties. The plane journey gave me no chance to rest either, discussing theories and ideas with Asra that I struggled to forget about.

My duty box was full.

No more post please.

"Come on, have a shower. It'll make you feel better," Asra murmured, climbing on the bed.

I peered one eye open, finding him looming over me with a stupid grin on his face. "Is that meant to be a hint?"

He shrugged. "It is, or it isn't."

I hummed. "Okay, I am going to take a shower, but only because travelling makes me feel weirdly dirty."

Pushing him out of the way, he fell onto his side and lay on the bed. Arms falling behind his head, I quickly diverted my gaze from those damn biceps. Why did tattoos make every body part look so much better? They seemed to curve and swirl around the most important parts of his muscle, shadowing the most perfect pieces.

"My eyes are up here." Asra scoffed.

I clicked my tongue, shaking my head as I grabbed a towel from the cupboard. Turning around, I locked my gaze on his as I stripped. First came my dress and bra, and I knew I had his full attention when his eyes narrowed.

Unblinking, he watched as I slowly, and almost-painstakingly, pulled my underwear down my hips. Stopping a mere inch from revealing my most intimate place, I hummed.

"I think I will continue in the bathroom." I nodded, pulling them back up.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait..." Asra scurried from the bed toward me.

I staggered a step backward, smirking up at him as his eyes searched mine. "Yes?"

"I think you should take them off here."

"Oh?"

"The rest of your clothes are there, and the wash basket is full, anyway."

"It is?" I cocked my head.

It wasn't.

We haven't been home all weekend.

"Oh, I suppose you have a point." I nodded.

He grinned, taking a step back to sit on the bed. "Glad you understand."

I inhaled deeply, hooking my fingers into the fabric of my pants. They were a small number, so I made it a point to bed over so my rear was facing him. I heard the intake of his breath the moment I exposed myself. Picking the small piece of fabric into my hands, I turned around with the exhale breath.

Asra was staring, unashamedly so, with a rather large tent in his pants.

"Eyes are up here." I mocked.

He blinked, the far-gone look in his eye darkening. I turned and walked away, my head held high as I entered the bathroom. A growl sounded from the bedroom the moment I turned the shower on, and I had a hard time biting back a grin as I heard thundering footsteps rush toward the bathroom. The moment the door swung open, I turned around and readied myself.

Asra was fast and smooth, scooping me up into his arms as his lips smashed against mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist as my back hit the wall of the shower. He was still dressed, his shirt and jeans getting soaked from the shower.

Hands caressed my body, gliding down the curve of my waist and grasping at my hips. The wall was cold behind me, but Asra was warm, and I pushed myself close to him as our tongues danced together. I moaned when his lips fell to my neck, licking and sucking the skin around my mark.

"Asra..." I breathed. "Your clothes."

He growled, removing a hand from my hips to force his jeans from his body. I giggled at the movements, his mouth never leaving a piece of me. It fell to my breast, nibbling and sucking at the soft flesh as he kicked his drenched jeans and boxers to the ground. I felt his hardness rub at my groin, and my hands moved to tug up his shirt.

The moment his bare chest was against mine, he sunk into me with one fluid movement. I moaned, arching my back against the wall as he groaned out a curse.

"Fucking hell, Tulip." He mumbled.

I blinked up at him through wet lashes, my lips parting with need as he moved inside of me. I felt the heat of his cock as it branded me, warming me from the inside. His hands grabbed my ass, taking large handfuls as he rose me from his girth. He took control, guiding the movement as he filled me, until his entire length settled inside of me.

I squirmed when he stopped, the burning need in my pussy begging to be sated. He chuckled, noticing the look in my eye. One hand moved, grabbing my breast before gliding up to caress my throat. His cock filled me, massaging my inner walls as his thumb traced my lower lip. He forced it inside, stroking my tongue with a moan. I sucked it and he cursed, eyes narrowing as I grinned at him.

"Harder, please." I begged.

He cocked his head, his fingers curling into the back of my hair. With a soft yank, he was gripping my hair and exposing my throat. I felt the graze of his teeth on my skin, tasted my pulse in my throat as he teased me with his claim.

My breath hitched, my pussy clenching around him as he refused to move inside of me. I whimpered, jerking my hips slightly to relive the building arousal. My chest heaved, breath shuddering as he looked down at me with his dark eyes. Unable to get him moving, unable to move my head, I couldn't help but feel the pleasure intensify when his eyes held mine.

"Now it is my turn to tease."

Fuck.