Those White Wolves of Mine

As I jerk awake, I am struck with the impossible hope that she is still beside me in bed this morning.

For the past five years, I have constantly harbored that dream. A hope that this one night of passion would persuade her to stay with me indefinitely. But as always, she has left me disheartened once more.

Yes, she simply vanished into the night.

“Drina!” I whisper longingly into the pillow, craving for her warm body beside me, yearning for her loving arms around my body.

As always, we had an amazing time together. Last night was particularly intense since we were both starving for each other's touch after a few weeks apart. We went at it like wild animals, raw and unyielding, until exhaustion finally overtook us hours later as our bodies lay entwined on the sheets. With my mate, every sexual experience is unique; no one else has ever fulfilled me in quite the same way that she does mentally or physically. She truly is everything to me, my heart and soul intertwined into one beautiful being.

Seeing her lying in my bed last night, wearing a seductive lingerie, made me feel like the happiest man on earth. Falling under her spell came with ease, in no time she had me exactly where she wanted, deep inside her as she breathlessly clung to my chest, her legs braided around my hips.

She has an uncanny ability to own every fiber of being, without question, this woman is my oxygen. Her presence melts away any feeling of loneliness that plagued previous nights we spent apart yearning for one another. In moments when our bodies become intertwined once again, everything falls effortlessly into place, filling the voids within us both. Worry is replaced with overflowing love that is fueled by mutual adoration.

A stabbing pain creeps across my chest at the loss of her now, my wolf howls in my head wails in anguish. It is becoming increasingly difficult for him to live without her. The few hours she spends with us are by far not enough. Our desire for her has grown insatiable, we want all of her.

We've been doing it this way for long and wary five years. She arrives as unexpectedly as she leaves us. Sometimes she is gone for days, in the worst cases, even weeks. Nevertheless, I warmly welcome her back every time without any complaints or reproach.

Occasionally, I treat her to a romantic date where we discreetly travel via my private jet to Human Town's prestigious restaurants where our conversations span hours as we focus entirely on each other. Or we retreat towards my recently constructed cabana located near the lake that offers us secluded moments together. My devotion to showering her with gifts has continued throughout these long years, and just last month I discovered an isolated island for sale that would make the perfect purchase. If all went well, the terrace construction should be completed by now.

Drina, my fated mate!

She is gorgeous, the most beautiful creation of the Moon Goddess. When I turned eighteen and couldn't find my fated mate among the many she-wolves in my pack, I had already accepted that it would take a long time to find her. Each high-ranking werewolf yearns for his mate to perform her duties beside him and share the most wonderful experiences in life together. Not that there is a shortage of free sex in the packs. Nope, definitely not. The euphoria of having one’s mate and sharing every aspect beyond just intimacy is unmatched.

And when I noticed Drina on an inspection tour of the border, I thought the heavens had showered me with all their blessings. She's the best thing that happened to me, our love is real. Only, she wasn't ready to live with me in my pack right away and be my Luna Queen. She still had unfinished business to fix in her own place first. Drina did not give more details. But I was willing to wait.

I just didn't think it would take her that long. Yes, five years is a really long time. The waiting is draining me and my wolf. My pack members are getting impatient, the Alphas under my leadership are already expressing concern in our WhatsApp chat group about my lack of attention to the female gender. I'll have to show up with a mate soon, at least announce that I have already found my fated. There's no sidestepping this issue any further. I don't know how to start this matter with Drina, but we're running low on time now.

I let out a sigh and straighten up in bed. I take several deep breaths to absorb her intoxicating mixed summer floral aroma like an addictive substance into my bloodstream. My wolf needs this to get through the time ahead until she's back with us.

Glancing out the window, I notice that it's ajar and immediately assume she must have left in her wolf form. A smile spreads across my face as I catch sight of a delicate white flower perched on the windowsill. However, this blissful moment is short-lived when dread creeps into me at noticing something extremely unsettling. My boxers are dangling from a tree branch just outside our packhouse!

I gaze around the room to see if I might be mistaken if it's mine, but no. My boxers are indeed missing on the floor. My mate loves to pull pranks when she leaves, so I should not be surprised at all that my underwear is hanging on the tree.

Fortunately, I have become accustomed to her antics and can even find humor in them. If there were no evidence of her departure, it would be more difficult for me to believe that she left unharmed.

Reassured, I go back to bed for an hour of private time before I start my hectic day job. My mind goes back to last night and my body starts to heat up. If I get this feeling just from being with her for a few hours, then having her with me every day, all the time, must be heaven on earth.

I am now at the point where I want pups. The mere thought of it sends shivers down my spine as visions of our own little family fill my head. It's not about fulfilling any pack obligations or anything else like that. Drina is the reason, I want to hold our pups in my arms before I get too old. Pups from her and mine.

I've put Drina in charge to determine the course of our relationship but now it's time for me to take the lead as a man. This unsatisfied feeling is killing, I need a plan to get her on board. First, I will spoil her in every way, court her like never before. Then I have to bring her into my everyday life, make her part of my pack commitments to make her understand that she is urgently needed in her position. If she notices that her absence as the Luna Queen is leaving gaps in my rule, she might decide to step up to the plate.

But I need a partner in crime, I absolutely can’t carry out my plan without help.

And no one is better suited for that than my Beta Jace. He is not only my second in command but also my best friend. The fact that I kept this relationship hidden from him for so many years really gnaws at me.

Time to fix this. ..