*Lilly's pov*

I was sitting on my bed and talking with Deon. I woke up and he was next to me. It's an off day from training.

"So... When's your birthday?" He asked. I thought about it. Do I want to tell him? Do I trust him? I should trust him.

"February seventh." I said. His eyebrows raised. "Oh, I didn't know it was so close." He said.

"When's yours?" I asked. "March seventeenth." He said. "Oh." I looked at my black bed cover.

"What's wrong?" He asked. I looked up. "Nothing." I said truthfully. He looked worry some. Or maybe he was just staring at me.

We were just staring at each other when it hit me like a walk. A fire wall. My second stage of heat hit.

It's much worst than first stage. First stage is marking. Second stage is mating and having children. It happens every two months until I'm pregnant.

I fell back in my bed and curled into a ball. It was so painful. The pain was less when Deon came up behind me and his arms around me.

I turned around and put my head in his chest. Deon hugged me tighter. My arms were curled up by my head.

I looked up at Deon. He was looking down at me with black eyes. Lustful, craving eyes.

I looked back at him with the same eyes. Then I look at his tempting lips. I pulled myself to him.

Our lips connected and Deon pushed me over so he was hovering over me. Our eyes connected and I knew what was going to happen.

I flipped us over so I was hovering over him. I took fistfuls of his shirt and I started kissing him.

I then stared kissing his neck. His hands went to my back and hips. I found his spot.

I pulled back and looked at him. He nodded. Without hesitation, I bit into his neck with my canines.

I pulled out and licked the wound, letting it heal. I pulled and looked at him. His eyes were still dark.

He smirked. His smirk was so sexy. It was devilish like. Like he had something in mind.

'Well thank you. I like my smirk too.' Deon mind linked me.

'I forgot we could mink link when we marked each other.'

His smirk never left and he cut off the link. He quickly flipped us over and started kissing me.

Since my hands were still grabbing his shirt, I pulled myself up and kissed him harder.

He slipped his tongue into my mouth and we battled for dominance. Deon ran his hand down my back, causing me to shiver, causing him to win.

We pulled away and I fell on the bed. I was out of breath. Deon removed his shirt.

I looked at his abs. They were glistening. I touched them.

'Impressive.' I linked him.

He didn't respond. I looked up to him. His eyes were darker than before. He bent down and kissed me gently.

He put his hands on the sides of my hips, his fingers inside my shirt. His bare skin touching mine was amazing.

Deon pulled back and slowly pulled my shirt off. Now I was only in a bra and pj's. I suddenly felt very self conscious.

What does he think? Am I too fat? I'm probably too fat. He'll probably hate me.

'You're so perfect. That's what you are.' He linked.

I looked at him.

'Don't read my thoughts!' I demanded.

He rolled his eyes. Then they darkened again. I skimed my sides with the back of his hands.

I grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled myself up to him. I kissed him and his hands went to my back.

His hands rubbed up and down my back until his hand hit my bra strap. He put his hand over it and unbuckled it.

He pulled it off. Our chests were now pressed together. I pulled back to breath. Deon pushed me on the bed.

I instinctively covered my chest. Deon pulled my hands away. I tried to listen to his thoughts, but he was blocking me out.

Deon looked at my eyes. He pressed his lips against my neck, softly, as if I were to break if he pressed too hard.

Deon put my hands above my head in dominace.

'Hey, this is urgent. Come to my office. Now.' Joe linked.

I sighed. "Deon. Joe linked me. I have to go." I told him. He growled and pushed my hands down harder.

I sighed. I growled and pushed him off me. I got up and put my clothes on. I actually put Deon's shirt on so my heat wouldn't be too bad.

I walked to Joe's office and knocked. "Come in!" He yelled. He scrunched up his face as I walked in.

"Did you and Deon..." He asked. "Two things. One, no. Two, is it any of your business?" I asked.

"I'll argue about it later. Listen. Joli's gone." He said. My eyes widened. "What?" I slammed my hands on the desk.

Joe flinched a little. "I don't understand it either. She's pregnant. She's the Luna. She's gone. She's still on pack grounds. Just... Gone."

I thought about it. Why would she leave?

'Joli? Where are you?' I linked her, since she's the Luna.

I got no response. "She's not answering to me. We have to find her. I don't want her to get hurt." I said.

"How do you want to play this?" He asked. "We'll send troops of five. Around the border. In the house. And underground." I suggested.

He nodded. "I'll get on it. You start searching the house." I nodded and left. "Hey, and why are you wearing Deon's shirt?" Joe asked.

"Heat." I said and left. I went up to Joe's room. I knocked on the door. I opened it and searched around the room. No ones here.

'Joli's missing, help me find her.' I told Deon.

'Okay, I'll look around the pack house in a couple of minutes.'

'Thanks' I said and cut off the link.

I checked every inch of each level. I went to Joe's office. "I'm sorry, I couldn't find her! Do you know where she could have gone to?" I asked.

"No. We need to find her. But I feel she's gone. Like, she dissapered." He said. His eyes were tearing up.

"Oh boo hoo. She's fine. You can have her back. Just give me back what's mine." Someone said.

I turned around and growled. Nora. "You bitch!" I yelled. "Oh. I didn't know you two were so close. So. You want her back or what?" She asked.

Joe growled and stood. "Where is my mate!" He snapped. Nora smirked. "Awe. Big bad Alpha is worried, is he?"

Then when Nora walked forward, she had a limp. That must have come from when I bit her.

I rushed forward and grabbed her neck. "Where is she." I growled lowly. She had to know. She took her.

"Give me what I want." She choked out. "Lilly!" Joe yelled. I slowly loosened my grip and let go of her. She fell to the ground and rubbed her neck.

"What do you want witch?" Joe asked. She smirked again. "Five things. Our weapons. Harlem, Terrain, Kyla, and Lilly. And on personal request. My brother."

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