"Anything you want baby doll."
"Do you think Faith is doing okay?" I ask as we step onto the sandy beach. My nude platform pumps are in my outside hand while my other hand is encased in Mason's. The sand is warm between my toes and it automatically brings a smile to my face. I love the beach.
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"Sage! Wait!," my mom giggles, running after me. I squeal in happiness, kicking up sand as I run from her. When I turn my head to look back for her, I lose my footing and trip. Before I can face-plant into the sand, hands grab me and I'm pulling up into the air. My body is tossed into the air before I drop back into my dad's embrace. He nuzzles my face, causing me to fill the air with my laughter as his scruffy face rubs over my neck and cheek.
My mom's panting can be heard and I once again look over my shoulder to see her. Her tongue is out like she does when she is a wolf and I laugh again. I love my mommy's wolf.
My mom's hand is on her protruding belly as my daddy pulls her into our embrace. They kiss next to my face and I make throw-up noises, squiring in my daddy's arms. They both share a laugh at my expense and then press their lips into my cheeks.
"We love you Sage," my daddy tells me with his bid smile spread across his face.
"I love you too daddy. And I love you mommy. And I love my baby sister too. I can't wait to see her."
"Just a few more months baby-girl," my mom promises, caressing my cheek lovingly. "Now lets go back to the pack house. No more running away."
"But momma! I want to play in the water!"
"Baby, we've been here all day. And we'll come back tomorrow. But daddy and I have some work we need to do. Don't worry. We'll have even more fun tomorrow." I smile at my parents, resting my head on my daddy's shoulder as we walk up the beach and into the forest where our home is hidden.
Daddy puts me down as he goes to his office and mommy follows after him after making sure I'm safe with her best friend, my Auntie. As she makes me a snack, I begin to tell her all about my day at the beach. She nods along but I know she doesn't fully understand me, given that my vocabulary and pronunciation skills are terrible in league with my young age. I don't mind though. Her effort is enough to make my day.
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"Baby doll?"
I look up to Mason, my vision slightly blurred. He wipes under my eye as a stray tear falls before pulling me against his chest.
"What's wrong Sage? You zoned out for like five minutes."
"Just memories," I sigh, snuggling into him for comfort.
He sighs audibly in response. "Lets go back to the hotel. We'll finish our walk tomorrow."
I nod softly and he scoops my up in his arms, making sure my ass is covered.
He ignores the stares from the hotel concierge and simply continues on his way up to our room.
The room is freezing cold when we step inside and Mason quickly sets me down on the couch before moving to turn up the heat.
"Come, let's change you out of that dress," he calls from across the room, reaching out his hand for me to take. I quickly walk to him and take his hand so he can lead me to the bedroom. He moves to my suitcase, pulling out sweats and walking them back to me.
"You want me to walk around shirtless?" I ask teasingly, trying to lighten the mood.
"I mean I wouldn't object to that," he smirks, kissing my cheek. I close my eyes at the contact, allowing his calming emotions to run through the mate bond. I knew he could feel my sadness buzzing through the bond as well but I hoped he wouldn't read too much into it. "But no, I was hoping I could bring you some comfort." With that, he pulled his shirt over his head and held it out to me. I was too busy gawking to take it. Until he called me out that is.
"You've got some drool, baby." I grabbed the shirt and quickly snapped it at him, a blush on my cheeks. He laughed as I ran to the bathroom to change.
Once I put his shirt over my head, I was immediately enveloped in his scent and felt myself calm down even more. I was worried that wearing his button up to bed would be uncomfortable, but having his scent surround me completely makes up for it.
Feeling brave, and in the spirit of our cause for coming here, I leave the sweats in the bathroom and walk out to the bed in just his shirt.
The second I walk out, his eyes are glues to me and I can't help my giggle. "Where-" he has to clear his throat, before he can continue, "- where are your pants?" His eyes finally come up to meet mine and he looks like he's using all his strength to keep himself planted on the bed.
I smile nervously as I get closer to him.
"I love you Mason," I tell him. His eyes soften as he gets my plan.
He pulls my to him and onto his lap, his lisp soft against my own.
He pulls away too soon in my opinion.
"Not tonight baby. You were just crying like an hour ago."
I smile at him. I love how caring he is. "I don't care. I love you. I want this. Not just because of some stupid law. I want to be irreversibly yours. You're my mate. I want to complete the mating process and be sealed to you forever. I don't care how soon it is. I don't care how much trouble there is back home. I don't care that Conner is going to want me dead when he learns all I've been doing since his departure. I don't care that everyone at your pack knows exactly whats going on here this week. I don't care that that includes my sister," I laugh, my eyes shining with my happy tears as the realization that Mason will be mine forever hits me. "I don't care that I was crying earlier and am probably going to cry again. I don't care about anything except that I love you more than I ever imagined I could. I want this. I want you. You're my forever, Mason."
He brushes my hair behind my ear before putting his hand on my jaw and guiding my lips to his. Our mental bond opens, allowing our emotions to swirl between us, coating me in his complete adoration and incomparable love.
Even if I can't be what he needs in the end, or I don't survive Conner's wrath...I will always have this. Nothing can take this night from me.
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Mr. Possessive [Undergoing Edits!]
WerewolfSage Harris has just come into her prime age, 17 years old and now physically mature enough to find her mate. But none of that matters because her boyfriend will never let her go. Conner Sykes is not her mate, but he claims she is his and will keep...
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