When The Moon Rises

Sienna’s POV.

I mentally prepare myself before I step inside the house. I slide off my boots and enter the lounge, where both my parents are sat on the sofa, watching TV.

“How was your day?” My mum asks.

For a moment, I just want to tell her everything.

“Really good, thank you. How was yours?” I say instead and listen as she tells me about her day at work.

Dad sits silently, probably in one of his strops again. I sit with my parents until 6 o’clock, when the sun has started to set, and the light starts to fade.

“I’m going to go out for a run, I’ll be back in about an hour,” I announce, standing up and heading out of the living-room.

“Be safe!” Dad shouts as I go upstairs to my bedroom.

I change into joggers and a large jumper and then go back downstairs to the kitchen. I unlock the back door and step outside; my bare feet noiselessly step along the stone path down to the end of the garden.

I push open the gate and look around for a moment, making sure no one is around. I step onto the grass and disappear into the forest on our territory. Ensuring once again that I’m alone, I strip off all my clothes behind a tree and tie them securely around my ankle before shifting into my brown wolf.

I take off into the forest, running through the trees that I know so well.

How many times have I been on this same run? I have no idea, but I’ve been doing it since I was sixteen.

I slow down as soon as I get the feeling I’m being watched. I look around quickly, trying to work out which pack member it is. I sniff the air and catch a scent that sends all my senses into overdrive.

What is Jax doing here?

My ears prick up at the thought that my mate is close by, I turn around and jump when I see him flying towards me.

We both fall to the ground, and he rolls us over, so he is on top of me. Even in his black wolf form, his eyes are still the same mesmerising green. He licks my face playfully and I push him off.

How did he get over the wall?

I quickly go behind a tree and shift, I poke my head around and ask him to shift as well. I pull on my clothes and step out from behind the tree. I freeze instantly at the sight of him half naked. It’s a full moon tonight and I’ve never been more grateful for the light it provides.

My mate stands before me, with sweats hanging low on his hips, giving me the most wonderful view of his defined v-lines. He has washboard abs, pecks that are probably bigger than my boobs, and gorgeous thick arms.

I stay silent as I take in the black tribal tattoos that are inked from his right hip, up his chest, all over his right arm and disappear behind his back.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, walking over so we are about a metre apart.

“Is that any way to greet your mate?” He teases and I enjoy seeing the more playful side of him.

“Seriously, how did you get over the wall?” I question him and he smirks at me.

“Baby, I’m an Alpha,” he responds cockily, and I smirk, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Not yet you’re not,” I reply mockingly, and the smug look drops off his face.

“What are you doing here?” I ask again and he steps closer, so we’re almost touching.

I try to focus on my breathing as he leans down so his face is close to mine. I can hear my heart beat loudly in my ears, I’m sure he can hear it too.

“I wanted to see you,” he murmurs quietly.

He knows the effect he’s having on me; I can see the smugness in his eyes.

“That’s nice,” I breathe, cursing myself for sounding so stupid.

“I wanted to make sure you haven’t tried to run away,” he joked, but something tells me there is a little element of truth in that.

“No, not yet,” I joke, and he frowns at me.

My eyes widen as he leans in so close that I can feel his minty breath on my face.

“Haven’t you realised yet, baby? You’re mine, you’re never getting away from me,” he whispers huskily.

Before I can come back with some sarcastic comment, he leans in further to close the distance between our lips.

I don’t want to kiss the cocky asshole, but I don’t exactly say no, either. The stupid mate bond makes some kind of spell come over me.

His lips take firm control over mine and his hands slide up my waist to grip my hair, holding me against his warm body. I have never been kissed like this in my life.

I hold back every moan that threatens to spill out, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much I’m enjoying this. He pulls away and rests his forehead on mine.

“You’re mine,” he says for like the millionth time and I resist rolling my eyes.

“I’m yours, I get it, okay?” I retort and he growls, tightening his grip on my hair.

Our moment is broken as the bell in the church chimes for 7 o’clock, I sigh and take a step back from him.

“I need to go, my parents are expecting me for dinner,” I tell him, and the smile drops from his face.

“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow,” he replies.

He gently kisses me one last time before disappearing back into the trees.

I sigh heavily, feeling more confused than ever about our situation, and return back to my house.

“Have a good run, darling?” My mum asks as I sit down at the table.

I’m grateful I wore perfume today so they shouldn’t smell Jaxon’s scent on me.

“Yes, thank you,” I reply quietly.

I look across the table at my parents as they contently eat their dinner.

How am I ever supposed to tell them who my mate is and disappoint them more than I already have?

How am I supposed to accept the fact my mate is a killer?

How is my mate going to accept just how different we are?

Jax’s POV (Six hours earlier)

I’m sat with my best mate, Colton, in the rec room of the pack hall, playing GTA. Colton and I have been friends since we were kids, and he’s going to my Beta as soon as I am initiated as Alpha.

Just one month to go.

My phone rings and I pause the game, making Colton curse next to me. I frown when I see it’s my Dad calling. I don’t even bother to greet him, he speaks immediately.

“I need you to go check out a possible rogue trespasser on the southern border, near the old barn,” he tells me, and I sigh in annoyance, I’m enjoying my day off.

“Can’t someone else do it?”

“You know how serious things are at the moment, Jaxon. They are looking for any hole in our security, go and deal with it,” he hangs up before I can complain.

“Got a rogue sighting, I’ll be back later,” I tell Colton and jog out of the house to shift at the tree line.

It only takes me a few minutes to arrive where the patrol is gathered, I shift back and pull on my clothes.

“This is a complete mistake, I’m not trespassing, I’m meeting a friend,” I hear a girl’s voice and I frown.

She sounds young and innocent, nothing like a rogue scout.

Brianna sees me and everyone lowers their heads, but my eyes are on the beautiful brunette stood behind her. I don’t take my eyes off her as I slowly approach them.

I resist smirking as I see her checking me out. She’s beautiful, even more beautiful than I ever expected. She has long brown hair, warm hazel eyes, and full, pink lips.

I’m surprised when she lowers her head also, a rogue would never do that, nor would most wolves who aren’t a member of this pack.

“Beta, this is the female we found on our territory,” Brianna tells me, and I almost laugh when I see my mate’s small little fists clench in anger. Unable to stop myself, I walk over to where she stands.

I’m grateful for the tight skirt she wears as it flaunts her gorgeous legs and ass. I stand in front of her, feeling a sense of pride as her eyes flicker up and down my lower body. I want her to look at me properly, so I lift her head, so her stunning eyes meet mine.

I inhale her mouth-watering scent, it’s like pomegranates and vanilla, sweet and addictive.

I did not expect to meet my mate here on my territory, but now I’ve found her, I just want to take her right here on the forest floor, regardless of the patrol surrounding us. My eyes drop down to her full lips and I feel my cock twitch in anticipation.

I snap out of my daze when she moves, and I realise she still has the handcuffs on.

“Brianna, hand me the key to those cuffs,” I command her and smirk as I see my mate shiver, I’m glad I have this effect on her.

Brianna hands me the key and I go behind her, admiring her ass as I unlock the cuffs. I revel in the feeling of the tingles that spark every time we touch.

“What is your name?” I ask her, looking into those beautiful eyes.

“Sienna!” My stupid brother’s voice interrupts us, and I turn around to see him coming over to us.

I’m completely shocked as I realise, they know each other, Sienna hugs him and I can’t keep back the growl that erupts from my chest.

Why the fuck is he touching my mate?

I grab my mate and pull her behind me.

“Don’t touch her,” I command him, and Cade looks at me confused.

Can he not figure it out?

I freeze as I feel my mate’s small hands sliding up my back and gently squeezing me. I don’t want to calm down, but I can’t help the calming effect her touch has.

Fuck sake.

“Si? What’s going on?” Cade asks curiously and Sienna steps out from behind me, so I quickly wrap an arm around her waist.

“Um, he’s my mate,” she replies, and I want to punch Cade as he glares at me.

“No way,” he says angrily, and I growl in response, holding Sienna tighter.

“She’s mine,” I seethe.

“Um, I think we should do this somewhere else, as Cade can explain, this was all a big misunderstanding,” my mate says.

“You’re right. Come on Si, come back to the house,” Cade replies glumly and turns around, walking away from us whilst I glare at him.

She tries to walk off behind him, but I grab her hand and spin her round to face me.

“You’re mine,” I tell her again and she nods silently.

I can’t believe I’ve found her.