Malia Pierce at the age of nineteen was alone, constantly moving in fear she would be hunted down and found by her tormentors. She is the Alpha's daughter of the Phobos pack, where father, and his whole pack despised her just for her existence. He b...
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"Malia? I was wondering something." He trailed off as he pulled up my shirt sleeve. His fingers soon brushed up against the newly exposed skin and curled further into his chest.
"And what are you thinking about now?" I asked, tracing the indents of the muscles of his chest and abdomen.
"I was wondering if you would like to perform the Mating Ceremony." Flipping onto my stomach so I was able to look at him, I stared at him with wide eyes.
"What?"
"I mean, we don't have to if you don't want to, or if your not ready yet. We can always do it later but I was just wondering-"
"No, it's not that. " I quickly rushed out, interrupting him. "I'm just surprised, that's all. I wasn't expecting that at all."
"Would you like to?" He asked again, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear and then cradled my cheek.
"I would but I'm afraid that I have no idea what they are. I've never seen one before."
"Ours are a bit different from other packs. We tend to stick to our tradition and culture while others adapted to the changing times. Though, some things have changed for the better but most of it is the same. My mother has actually invited us over for dinner tonight if you would like to speak to her about it. She'd probably be able to explain it to you better than I can."
"That would be great, actually." I said. When did she invite us over?"
"Right after you came home. She found out about your, uh, incident and was quite worked up about it. I assured her that you were fine but she insisted on seeing you and I couldn't say no to her."
"No I feel horrible." I whispered. "I probably worried her so much."
"It's okay." He soothed me. "If you still feel bad about it, you can apologize to her when we get there, if that makes you feel any better."
"What time do we have to be there?"
"Not for a few hours. Now, come here." He said, pulling me snuggly against his chest. "I want to cuddle before we have to go."
We laid there for hours, doing just that. We didn't talk much, just laid there in the quietness, enjoying the other person's prescience. The hours went by too quickly and to our dismay, we had to get up sooner than what we would have liked.
As I walked through the door, I was once again greeted with the pleasant and warm scent of her chocolate cookies. Pulling me into a hug, I returned it, instantly apologizing to her. She then pulled her son into a hug, which he returned with a smile beaming on his face.
