Eric sat beside her and bent to clasp those pieces of jewelry around her ankles. He placed a soft kiss on it, its small bell rang as she flinched.

'Eric!"


He leaned in, hovering over her, and brushed her lips with his thumb.

'You like it?"

'Yes!"


Charlotte moved her feet and heard to the soft melody of her anklets.

'You better stop being so cute before I am tempted to do things."


Her waggish smile showed her playful side.

'Really, which things?"

Eric's query was responded by a small peck on his lips, she unbuttoned his shirt painfully slowly. Eric pulled her for a kiss, she turned her face away.

'I want to show you how much I love you, Eric."

'Hey!"

In a jiffy, she flipped him under her. Feeling his stiff muscles with her fingertips, Charlotte reciprocated the kisses in the same manner, making him yearn for more. Her hand went down to his V-line, rubbing his groin teasingly.

'I haven't started yet, and you are already so needy."

She chuckled and started licking and nibbling her mark on him, driving him crazy.

'Damn! You are such a tease."

Eric extended his claws a bit, opened the belly chain and tore away her dress.

'But, it's enough."

He rolled over and pinned her hands over her head.

'You can show your love in other ways, little one."

He crushed his lips on hers, kissing her passionately. Charlotte moaned, as he explored her curves, and complained.

'You are always like this. Not giving me a chance to please you."

She punched his chest playfully, spreading her legs for his manhood.

'I am inside you. This is sufficient to please me."

He placed a pillow under her waist, slamming his length inside her.

'Well, there is another thing you can do for me."

Charlotte dug her finger nails into his shoulders, her eyes lit up with a hope.

'What? Tell me."

She licked the blood drops from her nails and savored the taste of her beloved.

'I want to be a father. Please give me a child, little one."

…

Julian called his subordinates to his office, and assigned them an important task.

'Write down all the tried and tested methods to make your mate happy."

Those mated warriors eyed each other, fairly young one mustered up the courage to ask him.

'Did you find your mate, Sir?"

'Yes!"

They all left the papers and hugged him in turns to congratulate him.

'Orion was right about you and lady Ramla. Congratulations, Sir. Your mate is exceptional."

As pairing between a werewolf and a witch was considered as a blessing, the Pack's link flooded with the congratulatory messages.

A shy smile on that stern-faced wolf was oddly surprising for warriors, they wrote down their tips and handed it to him.

'Fights in the starting days are normal, Sir. You both will adjust to each other gradually. The main thing is to take care of your mate's needs."

Julian read every paper carefully and shortlisted five ways.

First, he went to the florist, bought a red roses bouquet and presented it to Ramla.

'Nice try, but I am still angry."

Julian didn't lose heart on Ramla's refusal and ordered a fluffy teddy bear for her.

'I prefer your wolf form, Julian."

Bane quickly jumped out and shifted, cuddling with him brought a smile on her face. Motivated by her lovely smile, he visited his friend's jewelry shop and a clothing store.

At lunchtime, the bell rang, and a delivery boy gave her a parcel.

'This is for the lady warrior."

Ramla's heart fluttered with glee, she became happy that Julian had announced their relationship in public.

The blue dress and a matching sapphire bracelet livened her mood.

'Not bad, Julian."

In the next five hours, different delivery boys came with different packages, containing a dress and a matching jewelry set. Ramla, who got the impression from Julian's appearance that he didn't know anything except killing, was impressed by his efforts now.

'Show me, what can you do for me, Julian? I am intrigued."

Ramla selected a green dress from the dresses and got prepared before his off time, using light makeup for a natural look.

Learning about different cultures was her hobby, she had heard that werewolves hated fake looks and heavy makeup.

The bell of the cabin rang right at 6:00 pm, Ramla suppressed a scream to see a neck of the squirming deer in the black wolf's jaws.

'Julian!"

He shifted back to his human form and killed it with a snap.

'If you let the blood out of the prey for a while, it will taste better."

He took her startled facial expressions as a praise, and cleaned the floor after wearing shots.

'I was thinking about you when I chose this dress. You are looking beautiful in it, Ramla."

The sight of watching a six-feet young man moping the floor stirred up something hot in her heart, Ramla cursed herself for her dirty mind.

'I will cook for you tonight."

Julian arranged the ingredients on the counter and startee preparations. She was amazed to see his mastery in cooking, she couldn't reach this level in her long life.

'It's a surprise that you can cook too."

Ramla gawked at his chiseled muscles and tasted the sauce in the pot.

'I live alone, Ramla. Eating raw meat is not good for my stomach."

He joked and selected the finest meat for the steak. Ramla was absorbed in his knife skills, then her eyes followed the beads of sweats, traveling from his forehead to his chest.

She gulped a glass of water and moistened her dry throat. It was hard for her to decide that whether meat ball spaghetti was more hot or Julian.

'What do you like to eat?"

To change the train of her thoughts, she asked him a random question. He raised his brow and replied seriously while kneading a dough for pastry.

'You."

'What are you waiting for?"

She blurted out, her challenging smile responded to his desirous gaze.

'I am not making any desert. The rest you can understand."

Ramla laughed and flicked her hair, Julian stared at her in a daze.

'Hey, focus on your work. I am hungry."

She ordered him like a master, pointing a fork at him.

'Your laughter is contagious. It's the first time that this cabin felt like a home to me."

The honesty of his words touched her heart, but Ramla didn't forget to register her jealousy.

'Why? Didn't Mara make you feel at home?"

'I have never brought her here."

He replied to her while setting the timer of the oven and looked at the clock.

'Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes. I will take a shower until then."

Julian cleaned his face and arms and went to the bathroom, Ramla picked up his cellphone and started checking it for the pic of her rival.

She heard unhurried footsteps and laughed without lifting her head.

'I was just looking for news, you came back so soon…"

Her words died down in her mouth, as she beheld the sight before her. Unconscious Julian was dragged outside the room by a man in a black cloak, he raised his hand.

'Congratulations on finding your mate, Ramla."