Her Moonlit Revenge

　　Talia's POV

　　"I, Vance Grey, Alpha and leader of The Moonstone Pack, accept you, Talia Livingston, as my fated mate and Luna, to love and cherish, in wolf and man form, throughout both our lives." I heard Vance say, masculine voices weave through the lightly blowing breeze, and howls can be heard from different corners of the pack. I loved my pack so much. A loud howl, I'm guessing from Landon, my elder brother jolts me out of my reverie.

　　"I, Talia Livingston, am to be your Luna. I promise to love and respect you, Vance Grey, my Alpha and the rest of Moonstone Pack, to the best of my capacity." I saw Landon's proud smile, I was also proud of myself, not many wolves in my pack liked their fated mates as I did mine, and none of them was fated to be the Alpha of the pack.

　　Different pitches of collective howls are heard from various corners of the crowd, it was a very proud moment for me.

　　Vance looked proud, with the long black cloak exposing his sexily toned body. Various charms decorated his sunk-in neckline, exaggerating his jutting collarbone. Somehow, he had mastered keeping his wolf eye in human form

　　"Everyone!" Landon seized the attention of all gathered, "We are outside here tonight, in the presence of the moon goddess to witness the union of our Alpha and his new Luna, my beloved sister. I have known Talia long before she knew herself…"

　　The pack burst into laughter, everyone was merry and tickled at the slightest of jokes, it was a wonderful ceremony. My best friend, Nadia, was cheering me on.

　　"She, no doubt, is the best fit for our most powerful Alpha Vance." Landon continued his speech. "I have been entrusted with her care forever, the same effect she had on several other male wolves is what she had on our powerful Alpha." I kinda wanted to cut Landon right there, he never liked any of the wolves I had been with, but for the fact that they were present here, obliged by the Oath, to honor the Alpha's wedding. "This is to their being together forever, in wolf and man form, as long as they both live. Under this moonlight and tree cover, most of all, the watchful eyes of the moon goddess, I swear my allegiance to Alpha Vance and his Luna, Talia."

　　The rest of the pack went wild with jubilation. I was happy, but a little nervous.

　　I was the Alpha's Luna, but there were stronger and more capable females.

　　However, Vance had given me nothing to be afraid of.

　　"I love you more than anything else," Vance told me as he stripped himself of all the accessories from our wedding.

　　"I love you too, Vance." I heard Kara whine and whimper in my head.

　　The pack had gone their separate ways, each one to their own business, most likely to meet on the next full moon.

　　The media must have been wondering why billionaire Vance held a secret wedding with his pretty little fiance.

　　"Have you ever been on the rooftop?" Vance was still without clothes. The wedding was held under a canopy of trees behind his mansion, overlooking the gently flowing stream.

　　"Not yet," I said, putting on the lingerie he got me two months ago on my birthday.

　　"Come." Vance stretched his hand out, but it was not just his hand sticking at me. " Babe?" He brought me out of my imaginary world.

　　I understood the assignment, took my clothes off, I catwalk to take his hand, butt naked.

　　"There's barely any female in the pack as sexy as you." He said as he led me up the stairway, slapping my butt at irregular intervals, it was damn sexy and I didn't want it to stop.

　　I kept giggling like I was supposed to, I knew my role as Luna, feed, feed, feed the Alpha's ego.

　　We finally got to the top after several flights of stairs. Vance didn't fancy using the elevator.

　　In one quick swoop, he put his muscular arms around me and turned to face him. Our breaths moistened each other's faces.

　　He gripped my two hands tightly behind me, giving me less room for movement.

　　"oh." The sound escaped my lips before I could hold it back. His sexy full lips crashed against mine as if to flatten and destroy my mouth. The bristles of his low-cut beard brushed against my cheeks.

　　His tongue kept wrestling its way into my mouth, past my teeth.

　　I wished I could grit my teeth from all the sexiness this man was showing me but that was impossible as his tongue kept going back and forth, prodding mine to do the same. It was hot, sexy, moist and breathy at the same time. Fireworks were going up in my head. Kara was proud of me, of us.

　　He took his hands off mine. I wanted to rub his body, hold his head, make him kiss me how I want to be kissed.

　　"Don't." He said in a low but firm tone.

　　I put my hands by my side, surrendering myself to his whims and caprices. His hand traveled down uncharted territories in my body.

　　"Have you ever been felt this way?" His husky voice rapped quickly

　　"No, no." That did it. I could see where all the blood in his body had rushed to, I was happy.

　　"Touch me." I didn't exactly make out what he said. Between kissing and sucking me, his words came out as grunts.

　　"How are you?" Vance asked. He was slipping out of bed, slowly dragging the duvet off my body while at it. I was not used to waking up there, in his bed, his mansion.

　　"Hey." The sun's rays hit my face directly through the transparent glass. "You look sharp." He was already dressed in a work suit, ready to dash out.

　　He crossed the room over to me and kissed my forehead.

　　"Vance Inc. needs me." He said in response to the quizzical frown on my face.

　　He came over to my forehead and leaned to kiss me.

　　"Alex." I heard a voice in my head call Vance's wolf. It couldn't be him, it sounded like a female, a little too familiar too.