Chapter 160 
Astrid POV 
The Nord Pack was huge. Unexpectedly beautiful and huge. I had never seen a place so beautiful in my life. When we reached there, everyone bowed to me. It was so awkward that I clutched Kael’s hand tightly with my clammy hand. 
We stepped out of the helicopter that took us to the pack. When I asked how much they paid for the ride in it, Kael informed me that the chopper belonged to them. I had to catch my mouth from dropping to the floor. And when he said that they have five aircrafts in their fleet and one helicopter, I was stunned. I just blinked at him with disbelief cruising through my mind. Just how rich were these guys? 
I always thought that the Nord Pack must be a small settlement of no more than a hundred werewolves, but it was a world beyond imagination. 
Every house in the pack looked opulent. Streets were lined with umbrella pines decorated with fairy lights. There were upscale boutiques and shops. It looked like I had stepped on Hollywood Avenue. 
Every person in the pack was beautiful. I guess being beautiful was a mandatory criterion for being a werewolf. 
Kylie had apparently already notified everyone about our arrival, and their excitement was tangible. Kael walked proudly with me to his manor that was nothing less than a castle. As we walked inside, every person bowed to us, giving me curious glances. 
His manor was the epitome of luxury. I didn’t know that he was so rich and so obviously everything that I saw in the manor was like a sensory shock. The manor was nestled on a sprawling, meticulously landscaped estate. The entrance opened into a vast, marble–floored foyer that was illuminated by a crystal chandelier. 

I walked over plush, richly patterned carpets and hardwood floors. A grand staircase led to the upper levels, offering a stunning view of the foyer and rooms beyond. 
“Come, let’s go to my room,” Kael said. 
“Yes, take her to your room, Kylie added. “She must be tired. From tomorrow, she will be extremely busy.” 
I didn’t know what she meant by that, but I blushed. Kael’s room was like a suite of unparalleled luxury. The spacious bedroom had a fireplace, a sitting area with panoramic views of the gardens. There was an equally opulent bathroom with a soaking tub, a walk–in shower, and marble vanities. Everything in his room screamed of wealth. And it made me wonder why he chose me as his mate? He could have had the daughter of a king and she would have gladly accepted him. Why me? 
“Because you’re my mate,” he said, reading my thoughts, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me to his chest from behind. “Because I was made for you.” He kissed my temple. “And I wouldn’t have anyone but you.” 
I leaned my head against his chest and closed my eyes. “Don’t leave me ever, Kael. I’ll die.” 
He didn’t say anything, but he rested his head on mine and inhaled my scent. A moment later he said, “I’d rather die than leave you. Never say again.” 
that 
I turned and hugged my mate tightly, slamming my lips on his. He let me devour him because he knew I needed an assurance that we were finally together, and this wasn’t a dream. He picked me up in his arms and carried me to his bed. Our clothes were off and piled on the floor as we continued to kiss. In one thrust, Kael was inside me. He groaned when he slammed me to the hilt. My body arched, feeling him stretch me. My pussy was made for him. We fitted perfectly, and we were perfect for each other. 
I took my hands to his silky hair, grabbing them hard as he fucked me. 
Since we weren’t married yet, Kylie had suggested that I put an IUD in me. The thing was that Kael hated condoms. He said that he loved to feel me around his cock and the same was with me. I loved him way too much to have a barrier between us. 
“Fuck, I can stay inside you, baby, and forget the fucking world!” Thrust. “Your pussy is my home!” Thrust. “I want you barefoot and pregnant.” Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. He increased his pace, and he sucked on my mark. I whimpered whenever he licked or sucked my mark, because that would make my juices flow like a river. 
I loved how his hair grazed against my thighs. I loved how my nipples raked against his chest, and I loved how he made love to me. It was primal, it was feral, and it was something I needed. 

“I’m coming, baby!” he rasped. “And I want you to come with me.” 
On his command, my body shattered. I came around his cock. With a roar, Kael came inside me, shooting his load, filling me with his hot cum. 
He lay over me after he was spent, but my mate remained inside me as if to lock me with his cock. We made love many more times, and he left me feeling sore. I loved the feeling because it reminded me of him whenever I walked. He owned me and I owned him. 
My Luna training started and I swear it was intense. I didn’t know that my schedule would be so busy. Being a Luna of a pack as large as the Nord Pack wasn’t an easy task. Though I wasn’t included in the meetings, there were plenty of parties and social events to attend. At the same time, I had to be trained as a warrior. I won’t say that it was my best time because my trainer was a tough werewolf. 
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Chapter 160 
Since Kael, Toren and Layla were trained warriors, they didn’t practice with me, afraid that they would hurt me. But Kael took special interest in overlooking things. 
Aiden had gone to the Viking Pack, where his father was the Alpha. However, he stayed in touch with Toren all the time. I suspected that something was going on between the two, and I intended to find out. Whenever I would ask Toren, he would dismiss me, saying that it was my imagination. 
Toren POV 
Aiden and I were confused as hell. This girl we saw in the human world baffled us. She was the most beautiful, delicate damsel we both had ever met. We had met her by chance on our way back home. She was stranded on the highway, shivering under the deluge of rain, standing beneath a pine tree. 
I remembered how she asked for a lift from us. When I looked into her green eyes, my world turned upside down. I was stunned by her beauty, by her strawberry blond hair that stuck to her forehead and by her petite frame. She was skinny and looked like she could eat a lot. She was wearing jeans and a long–sleeved red blouse. 
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As I stopped the car next to her, and looked at Aiden to see if he had something to say, but then I found Aiden staring intensely as I was staring at her. 
“Can I get a lift?” she asked in a soft, melodious voice. “I have to go to Cedar town.” 
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her intensely. Just as 
“Yes, sure!” I blurted. I hated she was shivering so much. The need to wrap her in a blanket or in my arms was overwhelming. However, before I could take action, Aiden offered her his coat when she stepped into the back seat of our car. 
She took it gladly. I revved the engine. It was impossible for me to drive with all the tension in the car. I hated Aiden was paying attention to her. And I think Aiden hated I was paying attention to her. There were so many questions bouncing in my head. “What’s your name?” I asked, bewildered that my words came out raspy. 
“Biancha Dawson,” she replied in her sweet, soft voice. 
Biancha. What a beautiful name. “Biancha,” I said, as if having sex with her name. “What are you doing on the highway all alone?” The desire to protect her was plaguing me. From the corner of my eye, I saw Aiden doing his best not to look at her, but failing. He would turn his head and look at her now and then. He increased the temperature of the car for her. 
“I-” her lips quivered. “I was going home…” She looked away, blinking her eyes. 
“We’ll drop you at home,” Aiden offered. 
Her lips lifted into the most enticing smile I’d ever seen in my life. “It 
“It’s fine. Just drop me at the square.” 
“But it’s raining hard,” Aiden protested with a snarl that only I could detect. “You will fall ill!” 
Damn it. Now I wanted to take her with me and nurse her. What was wrong with me? What was wrong with Aiden? 
“No,” she chuckled. “I’ll be fine.” 
We drove in tense silence. When we got to the market square, she stepped off and disappeared into the heavy rain, taking Aiden’s coat with her. We haven’t been able to find her after that, and both of us have been antsy as hell ever since. Was she our mate? 
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