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TW: Sexual activity, violence, gore, alcohol, swearing, adult themes!!

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The world that this story is set in is one of fantasy, war, and love. The story starts with the birth of a child. One that was born to the alpha of the SliverMoon pack. Richard McGee is the alpha of the SliverMoon pack. He stood over 6 feet tall. Him and his wife are fated mates. This mate bond is what makes the world that this is set in so complicated. This bond is all consuming. Once mates are found they will not be broken unless they want to severely hurt the other. Richard and Sofi Conner had a child. A healthy baby girl. They thought that she would become a alpha. As she grew up he started to show that she wouldn’t be a alpha. She was a omega. Her body and self was small and timid. Her parents stopped him from playing and interacting with the whole pack. She would grow up without really anyone know what she was like or what she even looked like. That would all change as Savannah, the daughter of the Alpha would turn 18. On her birthday a grand celebration would be held. A invitation was sent out to all the packs, including the most dangerous. The packs were all excited as they wanted to see who her mate would be. Once a wolf turns 18 they form a mate bond. That bond is soft til they land eyes onto their mate. Once they do that their wolves take over. All the packs wanted to have the daughter of the biggest pack alpha. They wanted that alliance, the resources, the numbers, the power. The night comes of her birthday. The party was timed so that at midnight she would hopefully find her mate. Her father was busy with his mother to finalize everything. They were running around as Addex was getting ready.

Savannah was getting dressed as the sun started to set and the guest started to come to the pack house of the SliverMoon pack. She sighs as her maid comes up and helps her get into her dress. The dress was one of sliver. It sparkled and shined in the light of the room. It was low cut to show off her chest and figure.

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Savannah’s blonde hair falls just to her shoulders. She wore light makeup as they didnt want her to look fake. They wanted her to look as natural as possible. She wore multiple sliver and other bracelets that are from the people of her pack. They were tokens of their wish for her to have a strong mate. Her shoes were ones of simple sliver desgin to go with her dress. She wore a pair of moon earrings and a moon necklace. Once in her dress and having all the other parts of her outfit she made her way to the ballroom. The room was very large and big enough to hold multiple packs. There was food, drinks, music, and a large dance floor. Pack members from the different packs were talking, dance, and eating as they waited for midnight. Alice stood at the doors and gulps as she plays with her hands, her mother comes to her and holds her daughter. “Dont worry daughter,…you mate will be strong..he will protect you..” she says as she kisses her daughter’s forehead. Her father comes to them and holds their hands. “This will end how the goddess of the moon wants it…we must have trust in her..” he says softly as they are five minutes till midnight. The music stops and they walk out. The packs clap as her father and mother walk out. Then she walks out. Her head is lowered and she stands in between her parents. She keeps her hands infront of her. She takes deep breathes to calm herself. She looks up and the packs gasp at how beautiful she is.

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Marcel and his pack arrived to the celebration later than the rest. His pack, the BloodMoon, was one of the most powerful. Either through luck or coincidence, his pack had wolves of quality. They were stronger, faster, and more lethal than others. Marcel was no exception to this. He was arguably one of the most gifted alphas the pack had seen in generations. The BloodMoon pack historically were avoided by many of the other packs. They were considered too barbaric even amongst wolves, often enough they would settle conflict with violence. Since Marcel had become the alpha, he worked to curb the reputation of the pack. He worked other the other pacts. He was respected enough in the pack, they followed his lead and there was less conflict, but sometimes it was unavoidable. Even Marcel was no stranger to conflict. There were mixed views amongst the other packs, some still considered the BloodMoons barbaric and others saw they were attempting to be better. Marcel didn't want to come to the celebration. He wasn't concerned with finding a mate. In the past his pack would skip coming all together. With Marcel, they were making an effort to follow the traditions more closely. He entered the ballroom just minuets before the daughter of the SilverMoon's Alpha walked out. He stood in the crowd with his arms crossed as she entered the room. Marcel couldn't deny, like everyone else, he thought she was beautiful. He felt a drawing for her. The feeling created a slight panic within him, realizing what it could possibly mean. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, in an attempt to conceal his emotions. @Blue Beetle

Savannah takes a breath as she looks around. She looks at the clock as it counts down. Her father steps forward and speaks “tonight my child…my daughter comes of age. She will have her mate shown to her. She will step over the boundary that says that she is a women.” He looks at her and steps aside. Savannah steps foward as the clock hits midnight. She closes her eyes and bites her lip. Opening her eyes she looks around. She moves into the crowd. Her let her body lead her. Her soft heels made a small clicking noise. The other people move out of her way as she walked. Her body moves her till she is standing infront of the alpha of the BloodMoon. She gulps as she looks up at him. Her body felt like it was on fire. She reaches out and lightly touches his chest and gasp. Her eyes widen and she says “m-mate..” Her father looks at her mother. Sure the BloodMoon was working on their relationship with the other packs but there was still a air of tension between the packs. Her father sighs and looks at the two. Watching and waiting to see what would happen

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Marcel could kept his eyes closed, breathing deeply. He listened to the SilverMoon alpha as he spoke about his daughter finding a mate. Marcel still felt the slight pull in his chest. He hoped it was just his reaction to seeing the beautiful daughter, and nothing more. He kept his eyes closed standing in the crowd as clock reached the time midnight. Marcel stood calm with his eyes still closed. He could hear the soft steps of the woman moving through out the crowd. With his heightened hearing, each click rang like a bell. He was further to the back of the room, plenty of time for her to stop at someone before him. With each click of her heels, he knew she was getting closer. The draw in his chest increasing. He listened to her steps click he heard and the feeling turned from a pull to a feeling of heat. click heat turned to embers. click she was close he thought as the embers within grew more intense. Then the clicking of her steps stopped. Marcel held his breath afraid to open his eyes. Then he felt her touch his chest. The moment she touched him he felt a senseation his his chest. It was like she touch him and etched her name directly on his heart. The embers inside him erupted into an inferno. He knew immediately as soon as she touched him. He opened his eyes seeing her up close, and he knew. He knew they were fated to be bonded. “Mate” was all she said. The singular word pierced him like a dagger. He nodded at her acknowledging the bond that was undeniable. The other packs began to whispers as they looked at each other. Marcel’s heightened hearing failed him, because in that moment looking at her there was no one else in the room. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and moves closer. She just stares at him. Her breath was steady but her heart was beating like crazy. She bites her lip as her pheromones started to be released. She blushes as her father started to walk towards them. Her father grabs her arm and pulls her away from the male. Her eyes keep on her mate as she whimpers. The force that he pulled on her was enough to make her whimper in pain. She looks at her father as he father speaks “you are not her mate.” He growls. Savannahs heart broke as she pulls or tries to pull away from her father. “Father he is..please..” her voice was frantic. Her eyes look at Marcel and whimpers. Her body sending him messages of help her. Help me get away. Save me..protect me. She looks at her father as he stares at the BloodMoon alpha. “I will not let her go with you. You are not her mate!” He growls @OriginalMeta

Marcel was lost in her eyes. He could only see her and the inferno inside him calmed into a flame strong and bright. She took a step towards him, and he to her. Suddenly she was ripped away. Marcel snapped out of his trance. Where she once was stood her father. Her father made some comment about him not being her mate. Marcel blinked, process what was happening. He didn’t want a mate he knew that. He started to tell him he could keep his precious daughter. As he began to talk, she whimpered and they locked eyes. Something washed over him. A force so strong it overrode his thoughts. He felt compelled to protect her. “You dare deny me my mate” Marcel growled steeping closer to the SilverMoon alpha. “I’ll rip your throat out where you stand.” Behind him the rest of his pact members began to growl in anticipation of a fight. “What will it be Richard? I’m not the one disrespecting traditions here. She is my mate through and through. She will be leaving here with me.” @Blue Beetle

her father growls as he looks at him. His nails slightly growing. He growls and looks at his daughter. Her eyes showed her fear of not her mate. But of her father. He takes a few minutes to think. In those minutes people would start to mumble and her mother would move to the group. Her hands would go to her mate and say “hunny…please…he is her mate..the moon goddess willed this..” her father sighs and legs go of her arm. Savannah moves away from her father and to her mate. She hid behind him as her father speaks “fine…but you must take care of her…if i found out you hurt her i will go to war with your pack..” Savannah looks at her father and blinks. She didnt want them to fight. She lightly pulls on Marcel’s shirt and says “please….jsut…let it go..” her voice was soft as she leans into his body. She takes in his scent. Her eyes closing as she does Her father turns to the crowd “My daughter has a mate..please let’s celebrate!” The music starts and the omega sighs with relief. She watches as her mother and father move away and leave the two. Savannah moves out from behind him and looks up at the alpha. Her knees shake as she smiles. “Mate…” she says again. Her arm had a slight red spot from where her father grabbed her but she didnt seem to notice it.

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Marcel chuckled unfazed at the threat of war. The Bloodmoon were no strangers to war. They had never lost a war, many of the current packs were smaller now because of making the foolish error of going to war with the Bloodmoon at some point in history. Marcel watches as the Silvermoon alpha walks away. His breathing slows as the bloodlust leaves his body. He was glad there was no confrontation, it would have unended all the work he had been doing to try and change how the other packs viewed the Bloodmoon. Marcel turned to look at the small omega that was now his mate. He recalled how his body betrayed him earlier. It made him angry, he didn't want a mate, nor did enjoy this degree of control she seemed to have over him. This must be the power of the moon goddess. They were linked now, and it would appear his body would instinctually respond if she was in danger, against his better judgement. Even as she called him mate, he felt a pang of affection. "Did you do that on purpose?" He asked searching her eyes for answers. He wanted to know the depth of control she had over him. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and tilts her head “what…” she says. She heart races as she looks at him. She could see his eyes search hers “what do you mean…i..” her eyes would fall and she bites her lip. “I..I don’t know what you are talking about..I didn’t do anything…” she says as she rubs her arms and keeps her eyes down. Did he not want her? Was he going to reject her? Here? She whimpers softly as her mind goes wild. “If you are going to reject me please..just wait till after the party…just let me have this moment..” she says as she looks at him with her teary eyes. She moves closer and touches his hand. “Please..” she says once again. She was begging for him to give her a chance. @OriginalMeta

Marcel looked at the woman with wary eyes. He was unsure what to believe about his situation. Marcel was used to being in control, and right now he didn't like that he didn't feel in control. There was something happening between him and this small wolf, he wanted no part of it. She may be his destined mate, but moon goddess be damn if he has to accept not being in control of his emotions or actions. "I care nothing of your moment" He said as she touched his hand. Even as the words left his mouth, he could feel her pain as it was his own. It took all he had to ignore the sensation. He pushed past her and took a seat. He wanted to leave, but despite what he said he would let her stay and celebrate a little if she so chose. @Blue Beetle

SM: savanna looks at him with tears in her eyes. She nods and turns. She moves and a lot of the young wolves come up to congratulate her. She smiles and nods as they talk. Music was playing and all she wanted to do was dance. She bites her lip and looks at her mate. Her eyes showed the hurt. She quickly turns as she stands at the end of the dance floor. Her hands folded and her eyes sad. Her mind was going a million miles a hour before a male comes up to her. She looks up and he smiles. He was a alpha from one of the neighboring pack. “Hello..I see you aren’t dancing…may we dance? I see your mate isn’t really wanting to take your hand..” she smiles and pushes “yeah…sure let’s dance..” they move into the dance floor and start to dance to the music

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Marcel watched Savanna interacted with the many wolves that came to congratulate her. Although no one approached him, he saw that many of the other Alphas looked at him with what seemed to be envy. Was this really such a prize? He asked himself. Why would an Alpha in his prime want to be shackled to the whims of a mate? Even as he asked himself these questions he couldn't take his eyes of of Savanna. The torrent of emotions surging inside him as she looked at him and bit her lip. Again his body felt as though it was betraying his mind. He could fell her sadness, it pulled him to want to console her. He resisted the temptation again. Just as he calmed the storm of emotions within, Marcel saw another alpha approach Savanna. Watching her talk with another alpha stirred a new emotion from him. I don't care who she talks to. But that didn't stop his fangs and claws from growing against his will. Marcel struggled with his body changing on its own. This has never happened before, the change was conscience, aways conscience. Why is this happening? Marcel closed his eyes, attempting to forces the fangs and claws to retract. He clenched his fist, his own claws cutting into his palms. Taking deep breaths, he opened his eyes. He saw Savannah disappearing on the dance floor with the other alpha. His body moved before he had time to process. He dashed forward at a speed only achievable by the strongest of alphas, nimbly weaving through the crowd. He saw Savannah with the alpha. He closed, grabbed the alpha by the arm, and pulled him away from Savannah stepping in between them. "You are asking to die tonight." He snarled. His grip on his arm tightening to an almost bone crushing strength. @Blue Beetle

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Savannah looks at the alpha that is dancing with her. She was slightly more happy just to have a dance partner. But that was ripped apart before her. She looks at Marcel. Her chest tightened as he steps inbetween them. The other alpha growls “well i thought i should give her a good time since her mate doesnt seem to want her.” His eyes showed he was willing to fight. “If you dont wnat her..then regect her. So maybe one of us can get her..” he smiles with a glint in his eyes. Savannah whimpers slightly as she realizes that he might do it. He might reject her….he might cast her to the side. Her chest hurt. “Stop…stop that..” she says sfotly as she touches marcel arm. “Stop…please..” her hand trembles on his arm. “Please…just lets go outside…” she says trying to get him to calm do and let go of the other alpha. Her wolf was whinning for her to make him stop. For her to take him away. “Marcel…stop pleases..” the other alpha growls at her. “Stop that..if he wants to get rid of you i am fine having seconds..” he laughs as people now are staring. Savannah moves to stand infront of him. “Stop…let him go…we can go and dance…pleases..” he says softly as she touches his chest. Her eyes showed she just wanted to lead him away and help him calm down. She wanted to be a good mate. She bites her lip as she tries to push him away. “Please….marcel please..” the alpha laughs. “He obviously doesnt want you. So jsut let him get rid of you and throw you out.”

Marcel wanted to rip his arm off. He wasn't on to accept being opposed. The rage inside of growing with each second. Rip his arm clean off and if he keeps talking take his head too. The wolf inside him said. Marcel was notorious for not shying away from a fight once he got the idea in his head, Marcel never backed down. He was preparing to free the alphas arm from it's owner when she stepped between them and bites her lip. She touches his chest and pleads with him to leave the alpha alone. Pease....Marcel Please. she said. Marcel paused. Her voice rang is clear in his head as his own wolf. No it was louder than is wolf. Marcel's rage had been quelled. He was stunned. What had she done to him? Marcel released the alpha and took the arm of his mate. "We're done here" Marcel said to his mate as he pulled her away through the crowd. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him. Her eyes filled with pleading. She looks at the other alpha before she is pulled away. She looks at her mate as they walk. Her dress dragging against the ground. She looks at him and follows as they walk towards the door. “Hey.. stop..your gripping my arm. Stop..” she tells him before they walk out of the party. She pulls her arm out of his hand and rubs her arm “you hurt me…what was that? Huh?” She says as she looks around and gulps. “Marcel…you can’t just go and fight with any alpha!” She says softly. “Please…why didn’t you want to dance with me…all I wanted was a dance..” she says softly. She sighs and looks down. “Let’s just go..” Her eyes were sad and she just wanted to leave. “Are we going to go back to your pack? Or are you wanting to stay..” she says as she turns away from him. Tears roll down her face. “No..you know what..” she says turning back to him. “Why don’t you want me…huh? I don’t understand. You don’t want me but you do?! Make up your mind! if you don’t want me..” her voice breaks “then say it..regret me. If you are so mad that I am your mate…” tears roll down her face as she looks away. @OriginalMeta

Marcel saw her tears and felt a pain deep in his chest. The tears rolling down her face, brought him unexplainable pain. Why did her pain cause him so much pain. She tells him if he doesn't want her, to just reject her. He moved to say it, he wanted to tell her to go back to her father. As he tried to open his mouth, he hesitated. He couldn't bring himself to say the words. Does that mean I want her as a mate deep down? Marcel knew the answer, mates were made for each other, one way are another they would find each other. "I don't know what I want." Marcel ended up saying. "I want the BloodMoon to be strong. They need a strong alpha, not a timid house wolf." Marcel told the truth. He worked hard to bring the BloodMoon to a place where they were not only feared but respected as well. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him. “You are timid if you have a mate..you are stronger..” she says softly but doesn’t say anything else. She stands there shivering slightly “can..can we just leave…I am tired and…I don’t want to cry in public anymore..” she says softly. Her tears rolling down her face. She didn’t know why but she knew he would come around to her. Maybe it was stupidity or hopelessness. Who knows. A few of his men come and say “sir do you want us to get the cars?” They asks softly as they don’t look at the women. Her body was shaking due to the cold air but she didn’t ask for a coat or anything. She could be strong. Just like him. @OriginalMeta

Marcel thought about the words she said. How would a mate make him stronger? His thoughts were broken by the question. "Sure bring the cars." He said the drive would be long and he didn't look forward to sitting alone with her. He was still confused. He waited beside her in silence as the cars pulled up. The door was opened for them and he waited for her to get in before he got in himself. Before the car left he asked "You don't want to tell your family goodbye?" Marcel was trying give her some small comfort. He may not know how he felt about her, but it pained him to see the hurt look on her face. @Blue Beetle

Savannah doesn’t look at him as she sits in the car. “No….they won’t want to talk to me..” her voice showed her pain. Her father now saw her as a enemy. That was as plain as simple. She wipes her eyes as she looks out at the forest. She closes herself off and tries to warm her stuff by rubbing her arms with her hands. “Let’s just leave…” she says softly as she tries to not break down. She wiped her face and gathers herself. She held her head high as she seemed to calm down and try to be strong. If he wanted a strong mate than she would be that. She finally looks at him. Her eyes were harden. She still had sadness there but it was being hidden. As much as she could hide it. @OriginalMeta

Marcel said nothing more. He said in the car, and it began to drive towards his home. Marcel looked out the window, avoiding Savannah eyes. He didn't know what to do. He didn't expect to leave home single, and come back with a mate. The moon goddess must be laughing at him. Marcel thought to himself. The irony of one of the strongest wolves of the generation being mated one of the weakest. Marcel knew it was common for Alphas to marry Omegas, but he didn't want that for himself at least not yet. Marcel glanced over at his mate. She was attractive even Marcel could admit that. Marcel didn't know why he opted to bring the girl home. She had even offered him a way out at the ceremony. The silence was painful. "So what do we do now?" He asked. Marcel didn't know anything about this woman, nor what she wanted out of this relationship. Hell he didn't even know himself. @Blue Beetle

SM: savannah looks at him and says “i dont know..i have never had a mate before…or..anyone before..” she says as she sits away from him. She looks at her hands and rubs a bracelet she had on. “Can you tell me about your pack…that way i..i know about the history and..eveything..” her words were soft as she tried to not mention her being his mate. He didnt seem like he wanted her so she wouldn’t mention mates or anything around the topic. “And um..i am guessing i will stay in a guest room?..” she wanted to sleep near him. Her heart hurt as she spoke about not doing so. “If you dont want to talk to me while in private I understand…i will make sure to not bother you..” agian her heart ached. She wanted to be held and told he wanted her. Yet she knew that wouldn’t happen. She sighs and turns away. “If all you want is a heir…i will help provide one..”

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Marcel continued to look out the window as she spoke to him. She asked about the BloodMoon. He made a face but she couldn't see it. The BloodMood were an infamous pack. "You don't know of us. What did that SilverMoon alpha teach you? The BloodMoon is one of the largest and oldest packs. We were shunned for many years, because we held on to the old ways that praised strength over all. Many of the other packs have move to favor diplomacy more, and have grown weaker as a result. It wasn't until I became alpha that we have tried to...accommodate the diplomacy the other packs use. Now some packs have accepted us, but most still fear us." He turned his head to face her when she mentioned a guest room and a heir. "The BloodMoon wolves are traditionalist, if the Moon Goddess has fated us as mates that we must appear to the pack as such. If not, there will be whispers amongst the wolves." Marcel hesitated to answer the her last question. He didn't know if he wanted a mate or not, but even he could see Savannah was attractive. The idea of sleeping with her crossing his mind for the first time. "I'm sure we will want to have one eventually." He said saying the only thing he could think of. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and nods. She blushes softly and nods “yes…of course…and my pack have been taught that you are murderers. I don’t believe that..my father…my father does. He is still one of the alphas that don’t trust you or your pack. But maybe with us…we can make they see that you aren’t that..” she looks at him and bites her lip. Her hand reaches out and takes his. She just held his hand. “If you want I can help…” she says softly. “You and me can help change their@minds…” she says softly as her hand rest with his. Not moving. Just holding it. Her heart was beating quick as she he’d his hand. It helped calm herself just being now close to him.

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Marcel continued to look out the window as he responded. "Your father is not wrong. We have killed. Not unjustly, but we have. Things have have been attempting the change since I became alpha." Marcel hesitated. "His mistrust is not completely unwarranted." Her words rang in his head. She believed that together maybe they could change how the other packs saw them. Marcel could feel this emotions towards her surging again. Do I have feelings for her? Or am I just appreciative of her willingness to help him? As Marcel sorted though his thoughts, they were interrupted by the feeling of her hand touching his. He flinched, but he didn't move his hand. Her hand felt warm, he liked the sensation as much as he didn't want to admit it. "Maybe we can." He whispered. @Blue Beetle

SM: Savannah looks at him and nods. “I know we can…we jsut have to work together…” her voice was softly as she smiles at him before looking out the window as they finally get into his territory. She watches the outside and blushes softly before pulling her hand away “sorry…i..i should have asked..” she didn’t want to make him push away. She just stares out of the window and gets ready for the new pack she will meet. “Do you think you pack will accept me..” she asks as she turns back to him. She wanted to be all over him but she coudlnt. She would try maybe tonight when they are sleeping..maybe just to be held by him. Her wolf whines softly at not being held and loved all ready. @OriginalMeta

Marcel felt relief as they arrived in the bloodmoon's territory. Although he was coming back with an unexpected tenant, he was glad to be away from the bureaucracy of the other packs. Here it was simple, and Marcel liked it that way. "Do you think the pack will accept me?" She asked her question and Marcel still didn't look her way. "Most will. Like I said they are traditionalist at heart. If the Moon Goddess wills it yada yada." Marcel said moving his hand in a dismissive circular way. "Though I imagine there are some that will be upset I have a...mate" He hesitated on the word, still not able to come to terms with it. "Many hoped that their daughter or themselves would become my mate." It was true, Marcel had no shortage of woman trying to catch is eye from the moment he became the alpha. The car finally came to a stop in front of a large manor. This was Marcel's home, a massive manor that was fully staffed. The door was opened by a servant. "Welcome home Sir. Is there anything you would like?" he said. Marcel stepped out of the car. "I guess she will need to be set up." Marcel said pointing his thumb over his shoulder towards Savannah." As he started walking towards the manor. "As you wish sir." The servant looking into the car and noticing Savannah for the first time. "Is she a date from the ceremony? Will she just be staying the night sir?" At his question Marcel stopped and turned back towards the servant. "Nope. not date, mate. Not the night, all the nights." Marcel said. The stunned looked on the servants face was entertaining at least Marcel thought as he turned back and continued walking back towards the house. The servant turned to Savannah, his demeanor much more polite. "Is there anything you need ma'am?" he said with a slight bow. "I will have the maids set you up in the young master's room" @Blue Beetle

SM: she steps out and walks to the front area. Her eyes were wide as she looks around. She looks at the servant and her heart pained at the words. has he had women over before…did he… she didn’t think of that as she smiles at the servant. “Thank you..i am ok for now…” she looks at marcel and sighs “can you take me to the room…i am quiet tired..” the servant nods and moves to lead her. She walks with the servant and keeps her head down. As she passes marcel she says “i am going to retire for the night..” she doesnt wait for his answer as she moves up to the room. Her eyes look at the inside of the house. It was big. Once to the room and smiles no jsut goes tot take a shower. She starts the shower and gets undress. She jsut stands under the water. This is where she cries. She sobs and holds herself. She had saved herself for her mate. She had sent away all the boys In her school. She never touched anyone or even done anything. She just sobs in the shower. Her body was shaking with sadness and her wolf was whining. She sighs as she turns the water off and grabs a towel to wrap around her. She would just wash her face and tries to calm herself before having to go out again. Her heart was tired and so was she. @OriginalMeta

Marcel watched her as she passed him. She ask the servant to take her to his room. I'll let her have the room for tonight. Marcel thought to himself. He wanted to avoid her the idea of being alone with her was too complicated for him to process at the moment. As he entered the house, the familiar smell of his home provided him some comfort. Marcel took a few short sniffs, his heightened sense of smell detecting something off about the house. It was a pleasant smell added to the house. Taking a few more sniffs he realized it was the added scent of Savannah. Marcel stood in the main foyer not knowing how to feel about being drawn to her scent. When he finally moved he went in the opposite direction of manor. He wanted to get away from her scent. Marcel opted on going to the kitchen. He always enjoyed a late snack. As he reached the massive kitchen one of the handmaidens was cleaning. When she saw him she gave a slight bow. "Is there something you would like prepared sir?" She asked. "I would like something sweet, like a dessert." The handmaiden nodded and when to prepare a simple slice of pie. The kitchen was always stocked with baked goods for this reason. They know Marcel would show up at random times wanting dessert. Just as Marcel got his pie, he felt a sharp gain in his chest. There was a crushing heaviness that fell on his body. In his head he could hear the whimpering of a wolf. Marcel dropped his fork before he could even take a bite, his body moved instinctually. The wolf inside him compelling him. He moved with the inhuman like speed that only capable by alphas. Without realizing Marcel was standing in his room, his hand gripping the doorknob to the bathroom. Inside he could her Savannah crying. Marcel gripped the doorknob tightly. He was fighting his wolf who desperately wanted to be with hers. @Blue Beetle

savannah looked at herself in the mirror and sighs. “God savannah….you are cry baby sometimes…” she says to herself. She rubs her neck and tries to calm herself and her wolf. “You are ok…even if he had…others over..” her voice cracks as she says this. “It doesnt matter…he might like me…or…no no..he doesnt..” she lips quivers and she tries to not cry. She wipes her eyes and sighs before finally moving to the door and open it. She looks up at marcel and clears her thoat. “S-sorry…if i took long i didn’t realize…” she says and looks down. She was blushing as she only had a towel on her. “Um…i know you might not like that i am here…but…can..can i use a shirt..please..” she says softly as she kept her eyes from looking at him. She couldn’t look at him. Get more attached.,..she coudlnt. “Um…i can take a guest room…or the couch…” she says soft and her body started to shake and she started to cry. “I-i-…” She steps back and turns away as she was crying. “I am sorry…i guess i am just tired and my emotions are going haywire..” @OriginalMeta

Marcel looked at the honestly beautiful woman crying in front of him wearing only a towel. He fought the impulse to take her. Under any normal circumstances he would have been completely attracted to her. It was the rebel in him that was pushing her away. He didn't get to choose when and whom his mate should be? It didn't sit well with him. His mind was torn as he could feel something in him clawing to be close to her. He fought against the urge with all his strength. *“Um…I know you might not like that I am here…but…can..can I use a shirt..please..” * Marcel could hear his heart pounding in his chest. He turned and walked over to the closet. He grabbed her a shirt. It was a button up shirt that would be worn under a suit. He figured it was sufficent, due to their height difference she would be covered. As he was doing so she offered to sleep on the couch as she turn away and started crying. Marcel approached her from behind. "I'll have the servants buy you all new things tomorrow. You can take the bed. I can sleep in one of the other room." He said. Marcel went to place the shirt on her shoulder, but as he reached towards her he found that he embraced her from behind. His wolf compelling him was too much. He needed to touch her. He held her briefly, enjoying her scent. Something small to reward his perseverance. His wolf finally calmed. He let her go as quickly as he embrace her. His wolf whimpering immediately. "I shouldn't" Marcel whispered more to himself, but loud enough for her to hear. He moved past her into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. "I need to take a shower as well. Like I said the room is yours" @Blue Beetle

Savannah nods and gasp softly as she is pulled into a hug. She instantly melts and leans into him. Her eyes shutting as she whines softly. She didn’t want this to end. His scent was nice..but that ended as he pulled away and she was left there with his shirt and a towel. She nods and looks at him. Before he would close the door she whispered “but I want you to hold me…” her eyes were teary as she turns and drops the towel. Maybe seeing her body would make him touch her. She needed the touch. Her wolf was going insane. It was giving her a headache. She pulls the shirt on and starts to button it. They shirt covered everything. She did however leave just a few buttons undone to show off her breast. She moved to fold the towl and set it down before sitting on the bed and waiting. “Maybe I can convince him to stay…” she mumbles to herself as she sighs. Her wolf was upset at the alpha. Savannah knew what she was about to do might be stupid. But she needed him to touch her just even to hold her. She slowly started to let her scent fill the room. She would stay on the bed and just wait. Her scent was sweet and was filling the room as the time passed. @OriginalMeta

Alone in the bathroom, Marcel started the shower. He closed his eyes and shook his head before getting undressed. As Mason stood in the shower the warm water running down his body, images of Savannah in the towel flooded his brain. His wolf howling at him angrily. It clearly wanted to be with hers. Marcel was doing what was best for him, and his wolf. If he grew attached to her, he would lose his edge, the cunning sharpness that allowed him to be the best. Marcel closed his eyes. He had to focus the woman in the next room was consuming his mind. As he inhaled deeply to calm himself, a sweet sent fill his nose. The smell cleared him mind, he felt at peace like he just woke from the best night sleep in his life. Marcel felt happy for the first time all day. He took another breath in and suddenly it changed. His wolf began to take control. Although it was like two beings in the same body human and wolf, the wolf almost never demanded control. Marcel used both his hands to brace himself against the wall of the shower. His skin was hot. Marcel howled as watched the claws grow longer on his fingers. He could feel the wolf taking control and Marcel was incapable of stopping it. Marcel felt almost like a passenger in his body as he got out of the shower. The water was still running as he opened the door completely naked. Then he saw her. She was sitting in the bed wearing nothing but the shirt he just handed her. Marcel was breathing heavily, with each breath his desire to be closer to her grew. The sent she was projected making it so he saw nothing in the room but her. He slowly walked over to her. Marcel stood Infront of her unashamed of his nakedness. He put a clawed finger under her chin, and bent down to kiss her. It was a deep kiss, one of longing his wolf desperately wanted to kiss her from the moment they met. When he finished kissing her he looked down at her. He could see the parts of her ample breast that she had left exposed. His wolf wanting to see mor

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e hated that shirt. "This is in the way" Marcel said as he used his claw to snap the buttons off the shirt one by one leaving it completely open. Marcel stared down at her exposed body with pent up desire. @Blue Beetle

Savannah sighs as she sits. She could hear the water run but then she heard foot steps. She turns and blushes as she sees him. Her mate. She blushes and covers her eyes. She heard him walk to her and lift her chin. As their lips touch she whines softly. She leans into the kiss and even bites his lip softly. Her breathing was alittle harsh as she looks at him. Her eyes were dilated and her heart pounding. She shivers as he snaps the button. She looks at his eyes and knows what he wants. She wants it too. She stands up and kisses his lips before saying “are you just going to stand there?” Her voice was soft. She spoke and ran her hand down his chest before kissing him again and pulling him closer and closer. “Marcel..” she whimpers against his lips. Her body was pressed against his. She had made sure to shave and clean herself for his liking. She wanted him to want her. @OriginalMeta

Marcel was still breathing heavily looking at her body. It was almost like it was designed from him. She had all the features that he found attractive. “are you just going to stand there?”...Marcel. When she said his name and pressed her body against him, any hesitation was gone. He wanted he he wanted to feel her all of her body. She kissed him again and pressed her body against his. The feeling of her breast on his abdomen made his skin tingle. She was shorter than him and he wanted to be closer to her. Marcel picked her up, her legs wrapping around his torso. He squeezed her soft ass as he kissed her. Then he lifted her higher and began to suck on her breast. @Blue Beetle

Savannah blushes and gasp softly as she is lifted. She grips onto him and moans softly as he kisses her lips then moves down to her breast. She whines and bites her lip. “M-Marcel…” she moans softly. She runs her fingers though his hair and whines. Her eyes close as she holds his head close. After a few minutes she pulls his head back and kisses him. She breaks the kiss. “Bed..please..” she begs. She pulls him slightly to the bed and bites her lip. “Marcel please I need..” she hides her face slightly and kisses his neck. She was panting softly as she kisses him.

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Marcel could feel his disire for her growing with each passing moment. She pulled his head back, kissed, him and asked for the bed. Marcel laid her down on the bed and stood up the sight of her body was enough to send him and his wolf into a frenzy. He looked her up and down taking in the sight of her body. As he stood over her he began to stroke himself, anticipating the feeling of her body. He leaned down over her. Their faces close she begs him. "Marcel please I need." before kissing him. Marcel was more than eager to oblige. While she kissed him he reached a hand down and began to rub her felling her wetness before putting his fingers in. @Blue Beetle

Savannah moans softly and arches her back. She was shaking and panting already. She needed more. She grabs his wrist and pushes his fingers into her more. She whimpers as his finger moves in and out of her. She looks at him and whines “Marcel…I..I need more of you..all of you..” she grabs his Mmm and pulls him into a kiss. She rolls her hips onto his finger and moans into the kiss. “Please..take me..be my first..please Marcel…please be my mate..” she begs softly and pants. Her womenhood was dripping as he moves in her. @OriginalMeta

Marcel was breathing heavy. The scent taking its effect, it drove Marcel to desire her more than anything in the world. She continued to asked him to take her between kisses. Moving her hips with his fingers. She was dripping down his hand. “Please..take me..." she said Marcel took his fingers out of her. His hand was soaked. He took his fingers and tasted them then placed a his finger in her mouth. Enjoying the thought of her tasting herself off his fingers. "Don't worry I plan on enjoying every part of you." Marcel said before moving down and kissing her thighs. His lips moving closer and closer. Then he kissed her lips couple of times before putting his tongue in. Her wetness immediately running down his chin. @Blue Beetle

Savannah takes his fingers and suck on them. Her eyes rolls into the back of her head as he moves down. She whines and arches her back softly. “Please fuck..Marcel..” her skin raises and as he dives in she cries out in pleasure. Her toes curling and her eyes close. “Fuck fycj fuck!” She moans and grips his head pushing him more into her. She was happy that he wanted her. But was this because of her scent. She backs off her scent slightly to see if his actions would change. She bites her lip and moans softly as he taste her. Her breathing was speeding up and she started to tense “fuck..I…I am close..”

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Marcel grabs her by the hips pulling her into his face as he tasted her. When she told him she was close he started fingering her while licking and sucking on her clit. As she pulls the scent back. Marcels starts calm. His feelings of lust leveled to a feeling of affection and adoration. Once he was sure she was orgasmed, he would move up and lay on top of her. "Promise me you will live only for me. Be my mate the one fated for me and only me. Promise me this and I will make love to you here and now." He said kissing her deeply. The scent making him say the emotions he had been denying since he met her. @Blue Beetle

Savannah cries out as he seems to go even harder. Her body tense as de cums. Her breathing turns to pants. Her heart going a mile a minute. She was seeing starts as she tries to calm her self. When he starts to speak her eyes widen. He felt..he wanted her? It was almost too much. She kisses him back and tears roll down her face. “Yes…I want to be your mate…I..I was si scared you didn’t want me..” As she spoke her voice wabbled. "when yoy didnt look happy i was so scared…that you didnt want me.." she kisses him and presses against him. "so make me yours..please.." @OriginalMeta

Between kisses Marcel told her "We are fated for each other. Our wolves howl for each other in the night." He then slowly inserted himself inside her. He exhaled deeply as he felt her warmth surround him member. She felt amazing. He continued to go in and out of her slowed, enjoyed the feeling of her. Between her smell, the feeling of her soft breast press against his chest, and the warmth of being inside her Marcel was in a state of euphoria. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and nods. She kisses him and gasp as he pushes in. Her toes curls and she grips onto him as he started to move. Tears fell from her face as he moves. She was tight and it hurt. She tries to hold in her pain. After a little while her body started to feel the pleasure. Her eyes close as she arches her back and whines “f-fuck..” She wanted..no needed more. She moves her hips and tries to get him to speed up. “More..please mate more..” she says softly as she kisses his cheek and neck. She drags her teeth across his skin and bites to mark him. @OriginalMeta

Marcel let out a low grow as she marked him. It felt good. The passion in him rising. As she moved her hips the feeling of being inside her felt better. Marcel started to thrust harder and deeper inside her. He gave her his full length, any intention of being gentle now gone. The sound of him trusting into her filled the room. "Fuck you feel good Savannah." he whispered in her ear. "Tell me it's mine." Marcel commanded. The thought that she was his mate only to be touched by him making him want her more. @Blue Beetle

savannah cries out as he thrust his full length into her. She whimpers softly and claws at his back. “I-i-its yours..” she moans as her body clenches down and she cums. Her eyes water and she starts to cry from the pleasure. It was too much for her. She grips onto him and whimpers softly. “D-dont push me away…” she says sfotly before her eyes roll into the back of her head and she start to moan over and over again. She didnt know how this could feel so good. His scent was thick and she was worried. Would she go into heat right now…she coudlnt..he would be so mad..her wolf whines softly to make savannah to stop thinking about the what ifs and start realizing that he was mating her. He was loving her. He was hers. “Your mine…don’t reget me…please..” she begs softly was she kisses his neck and his mark

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As she told Marcel that she was his, she clenches him in more ways than one. Her eyes roll back as she cums. She tightens up. The tightness around his member feels too good. Marcel feels the sudden pressure build up of him about to cum. The wolf in him too eager to release inside her. "Fuck I'm about to cum." He moans to her. His mind was clouded. Between the scent she was giving and how good she felt, he wanted to cum inside her against his better judgement. He didn't want to deny himself the feeling of release inside her. @Blue Beetle

Savannah cries and arches her back. She shivers as he says he was close. “Cum in me…please…please marcel…” she pulls him into a kiss and keeps him in her. She wanted him. Her mind was swimming with his scent as she whines in the kiss. She doesn’t break or anything and she just moans and moves her hips. When he does cum she moans and pulls him closer. “F-fuck..” she moans softly as she lays back onto the bed. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes half lidded. She was tired. She groans as her body was starting to become sore. “Fuck…oh god marcel…” she says softly before looking at him “my mate…”

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As she tells him to cum in her, Marcel couldn't hold it any longer. His member begins to pulse. With each pulse he cums more and more inside her. He moans as he holds her tight as he releases inside her. When he finishes, he leans more of his weight on her. He was weak and breathing heavy. He was still inside her as he laid on top of her panting. His mind was starting to clear. Marcel was beginning to catch his breath and the reality of what happened seeped in. She had just manipulated him. Compelled him to take her when didn't want to. Marcel hated that she was able to control him against his will. He hated how much he enjoyed the way she felt. All things out of his control. Marcel hated not feeling out of control. He propped himself up and looked her in her eyes, he abruptly pulled himself out of her. "You fucking pheromone me didn't you?" He said angrily. Marcel rose from the bed anger on his face. He claws extended on his hand. "You dare compel me against my will. Me? Marcel Heights subjugated by an omega?" He just as angry with himself as he was with her. His claws retracting against his will as his wolf refused to harm hers. The action of his claws unresponsiveness making him even more upset. He clenched his fist. "EXPLAIN YOUSELF" he yelled with the ferocity of a true alpha. @Blue Beetle

Savannah whines softly and cries out at the force. She looks at him and her eyes were open wide. Fear. She was scared of him. She moves away from him as she sees his claws. “I-I didn’t..” she curls up as tears start falling. She was shaking with fear. No..I..I..didn’t..my wolf..we..I..” she starts to panic. “I am sorry….I shouldn’t…I shouldnt have to use them! You should have wanted to hold me..kiss me..” she sobs as she grabs a pillow and throws it at him. Her wolf was scared and so was she. Her sobs echo as she yells “YOU SHOULD WANT ME!” She holds her chest as she struggles to breath. Panic attack. Her wolf cries and whines softly “I-I am your mate! I am not weak! I do not make you weak! YOU ARE WEAK BEFAUSE YOU DONT ALLOW ME IN!” She screams and sobs. Her voice was matching his. Her eyes golden as her wolf took over. Her wolf was protecting the small women. Ready to attack. Her breathing was harsh and quick. She would pass out with she didn’t calm down. But the sobs and yelling of ‘you are weak.’ And ‘you are my mate’ contuie. She grips her chest and looks at him with her golden eyes and her face of fear and panic. @OriginalMeta

Marcel watched as threw a pillow at him he let it hit him. He was conflicted as she yelled at him. Her words cut him deeper than any claws could. "I do want to hold you, to kiss you, I FUCKING WANT YOU SAVANNAH." Marcel yelled kicking the pillows she threw at him into the wall. "THAT'S THE PROBLEM. WE DIDN'T PICK EACH OTHER THE MOON GODDESS DID. I DECIDE MY OWN DAMN FAITH!" He yelled. As the shouting continued, he could see how strained she was becoming. Her eyes had turned golden. Even in this moment he couldn't help but think of how beautiful they were. It made him even more angry. His wolf was howling at him, fighting against his actions. It was draining to try and fight two both her and his wolf. @Blue Beetle

Savannah cries as she looks at him. “THEN TAKE YOUR FATE INTO YOUR OWN HANDS AND CHOOSE TO LOVE ME! CHOOSE TO BE STRONG WITH ME! CHOOSE TO BE MY MATE AND FUCKING CARE ABOUT ME!” She gasp as she falls onto the bed and sobs. She curls up and sobs as she holds herself. She just wanted to have him hold her. Have him say it was going to be ok. She gasp for air and just sobs. She was broken. She sobs and says in a weak voice. “I want to love you…i want you to heal my wounds..” she curls up and sobs as she looks at him. Her eyes still golden as her wolf was still sensing danger. Her wolf growls at his. She looks at marcel and whines softly. “I-i am sorry..” her breathing was still harsh as she lays on the bed and she just curls up. “If..if yuo do want me..then choose to treat me like it….”

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Marcel watched as she cried and yelled. The events taking it's toll. Marcel was weak, his heart hurt, and his wolf hated him. He was drained physically and emotionally. "I-i can't" he whispered. He wanted to listen her words. He hated himself for not having the strength she spoke of. He was too prideful. As she curled up and began to sob, Marcel turned and began to walk out the room. The last thing he heard was her saying “I want to love you…I want you to heal my wounds..” as he shut the door. With the door close he turned and placed both his hands on the closed door. His claws appearing on their own and dug deep into the thick wood of the door. "I want to love you. I want to heal you so bad it hurts. But these are not our feelings they were placed here." He whispered though the door, unsure if she could even hear him. @Blue Beetle

Savannah curls up and watches him. She sobs as he leaves her. She doesnt hear him. She jsut sobs. Her wolf howls with sadness as they both cry. She moves under the blanket and grabs the pillow he would have used. She holds onto it and curls around it. Tears falling as she weeps. She would cry till she passes out. Her breathing was harsh as she whines in her sleep. She curls around the pillow and whimpers softly. The morning would come but Savannah would stay asleep. She was curls up tight in a ball. Sometime in the night her wolf had taken over and moved the blankets to be in a circle with the pillow that smelled like marcel. She was in the middle and just still whimpering in her sleep. She wanted him to be there.. @OriginalMeta

Marcel could hear her crying from the other side of the door. He dragged his feet as he went to one of the many spare bedroom in the manor. He realized he was still naked, but didn't care it was his house. He laid on the bed and eventually fell asleep. He was riddled with dream of Savannah. Them together and their wolves happily nuzzling each other. At some point in the night, Marcel's wolf moved his body. It made him enter the room with Savannah. His wolf laid him in the bed and wrapped his arms around her as he slept. His wolf seeking her even against his will. @Blue Beetle

Savannah whines softly and nuzzles closer to marcel. The pillow was still in her arms but she seemed to relax. Her breathing calmed and she stilled. The young women was still asleep but now seemed to be happier. She seemed to be able to relax and rest. Her wolf calmed as well finally resting after being up all night. The two stay in marcel arms as they slept. Savannah would wake a few hours later and yawns sfotly. She tired to move but found that there were arms around her. Marcel…she thought as she looked up and gasps softly. He was there….his wolf must have moved him…her eyes soften as she tries to move out of his arms without waking him. He would be so mad at her if he found her in his arms…she finally gets out of his arms and moves to the corner of the room. She had gotten some blankets and curled up trying to fight going back and sleeping close to him. She coudlnt…he didnt want her…her heart broken and she wipes her eyes trying to not cry. @OriginalMeta

Marcel stirred in his sleep, feeling a warm body next to him. He jolted awake, realizing it was Savannah, the woman he was mated to by the Moon Goddess. He couldn't help but feel conflicted, his prideful self resisting the idea of being bound to someone by faith. However, his inner wolf had other desires, and sometimes it took over his body. As Savannah snuggled closer to him, Marcel's wolf stirred, wanting to hold her closer. But his conscious self pushed her away, causing an argument between the two of them. Marcel opened his eyes, noticing that Savannah was no longer by his side. He got out of bed, still feeling the pull of his inner wolf towards her. He saw her curled up in the corner, her eyes red from crying. His heart sank at the sight. He walked over to her, feeling guilty for his behavior towards her. He knew she didn't deserve his coldness, but he couldn't help but feel conflicted about their mating bond. He knelt down beside her, his hand hovering over her shoulder before pulling it back. He wanted to touch her, to comfort her, but he didn't know if it was the right thing to do. He took a deep breath, trying to sort through his feelings. He knew that he was drawn to her, that his wolf wanted her, but his prideful self still held him back. He looked at her, tears streaming down her face, and felt a pang of guilt in his chest. He didn't know how to handle this mating bond, but he didn't want to hurt her. He knew that their situation was complicated, but he couldn't ignore the pull he felt towards her. He would have to figure out how to navigate their relationship, but for now, he would try to ease her pain in his own way. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and wipes her eyes “sorry…” she says softly and sits up pulling a blanket over her chest. “I-I can go…I-I can go somewhere else..” she looks away and bites her lip. “I am sorry I was chosen for your mate…” she says before standing and moving to the bathroom. “Can I take a shower…” she asks softly. She wanted to get rid of his scent. Everytime she smelt it on her it made her want to be close to him. She leans her head against the door as tears roll down her face. “I..I am sorry..” she cries softly as she speaks to herself “I am a bad choice…I mean..who would want a omega..” She pushes into the bathroom and just starts the running away before dropping the blanekt and sitting in the water. The water making her hair wet and her hair covering her eyes. She wanted to be done. If he hated her then why has he regretted her? Her wolf shine softly as the young women sits in the shower. Tears still rolling down her face. @OriginalMeta

Marcel watched as Savannah left the room, feeling a heavy weight in his chest. He knew that he had been cold towards her, but he couldn't help it. He was conflicted, torn between his pride and his desire for her. Part of him wanted to give in to his inner wolf, to embrace Savannah and never let her go. But another part of him was afraid of being vulnerable, of opening himself up to her and getting hurt in the process. He questioned whether he was doing the right thing by denying her, by pushing her away. He knew that she was his mate, chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, but he couldn't help the feelings of doubt that gnawed at him. He knew that he had to sort out his conflicted feelings before he could make any decisions about their future together. He just hoped that Savannah would be patient with him, that she wouldn't give up on him before he could figure things out. As he sat there lost in thought, he heard the sound of the water turn off in the bathroom. He knew that Savannah was done with her shower, but he didn't know if he was ready to face her yet. He needed time to sort out his thoughts and emotions before he could face her again. Unable to bring himself to stay in the room any longer, he got dressed and left, hoping that some fresh air and a change of scenery would help clear his mind. Maybe getting something to eat would make him feel better. As he made his way to the dining hall, he couldn't help but think about Savannah and how much he wanted her, despite his pride and stubbornness. He knew that he needed to talk to her and sort out their issues, but he didn't know how or where to start. Lost in thought, he didn't even notice when he entered the dining hall and took a seat at an empty table. He just sat there, staring off into space, his mind consumed by thoughts of Savannah and their complicated relationship.

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Savannah sighs as she gets out of the shower. She dries off her hair before looking at the bedroom. She sighs and throws the towel. She moves to the bed and sits down. What was she going to do…she sighs and decides to get him back. She moves to his closet and picks out a tshirt and slips it on before walking out just in her underwear and his shirt. Savannah looks around and finally finds the dinning room. She walks in and rubs her eyes “good morning…umm..i can cook if you want…” she says softly as she looks at him. “Marcel..” she sees the distance look. She touches his shoulder and smiles “hey…how about i cook something..maybe some eggs and bacon…or waffles?” She says trying to show him that she is willing to try. Even though it hurts to not have him touch and hold her..she would wait. She moves to the kitchen and starts to look for things to cook. “Um also…do you have like a store i can get some clothes? I can call my mother and see if i can get my clothes up here but just for the time being so i am not stealing your clothes..” she smiles and blushes before pulling out some eggs. The maid that was there would try and help but Savannah would smile and tells her she is ok to cook herself. @OriginalMeta

Marcel watched Savannah as she walked out of the room wearing only his shirt and underwear. He couldn't help but feel conflicted by the sight of her in his clothes. On one hand, he wanted to reach out and touch her, to pull her into his arms and never let go. But on the other hand, he couldn't ignore the fact that he was still angry with her for what happened last night. As Savannah spoke to him in the kitchen, Marcel could feel the distance between them growing. He couldn't bring himself to meet her gaze, still feeling guilty for the way he had treated her. He was surprised when she touched his shoulder, trying to get his attention. "Hey," she said softly, "how about I cook something. Maybe some eggs and bacon…or waffles?" Marcel wanted to respond, to tell her that it was fine, that she didn't have to cook anything for him. But the words stuck in his throat, and he could only nod in response. He couldn't deny that he was still attracted to her, that his wolf wanted to be close to her. But at the same time, he couldn't help but wonder if he was doing the right thing by denying her. Maybe it was time to start facing his feelings and working through his anger. Savannah continued to talk, asking him about where she could get some clothes. Marcel listened to her, feeling a sense of relief that she wasn't pushing him away despite his coldness towards her. "I will have the hand maidens buy you anything you need. You will need something for...the celebration tonight. You still need to meet the rest of the pack. You're the queen after all" Marcel was not looking forward to celebration, especially because Erza would be there.

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Savannah looks at him and smile “ oh..i can..i can just use my dress i brought here…you dont have to buy me a new dress..i dont need..” she looks back at the food and sighs. She hated this feeling. The feeling of…distance. She bites her lip and takes a deep breath. She would try to get close. She would try to stay close. “If i can…can i go and see the dresses…jsut sometime simple will do..doesnt have to be fancy…” she started to plate the food and walked over to him and set the food down. “There is more of that..jsut so you know..” she smiles and she sits a few chairs away from him. She started to eat and kept her eyes down at her food. Her heart was beating fast as she ate. Savannah just wanted to be close. She clears her thoat and looks at him. “What can i do for the celebration? Do you need help decorating or…anything..” she smiles as she takes a bite of her waffle. She wanted to help if he needed it. “I..i dont want to jsut sit here…i can help..” she smiles before looking back at her food and eats. “Um..can i ask some of your favorite food..i want to be able to make meals for you…i know you have a full staff..but it can give me soemthing to do..” her voice was soft and quiet as she didnt want to make him mad. “Or..i can help you if you need help around the house…i can clean, cook…everything..” @OriginalMeta

Marcel watches as Savannah continues to cook and plate the food. He appreciates her effort to stay close to him, but the distance between them feels like an insurmountable chasm. He takes a bite of his food and chews slowly, lost in thought. When she asks about the dress, he nods absentmindedly. "Sure, whatever you want," he says, not really paying attention. He can't stop thinking about how he's treating her, how he's denying his own mate. He knows he needs to talk to her about it, but the guilt and shame are overwhelming. As she eats her food, he can sense her nervousness and her desire to please him. He knows she's trying, but he can't bring himself to reciprocate. When she asks about the celebration, he shrugs. "I don't know, whatever you want to do," he says, not really caring. He knows he's being distant and uninvolved, but he can't help it. When she offers to help with the decorations and the cooking, he feels a pang of guilt. He knows she's only trying to be helpful, but he can't bear the thought of her doing all the work alone. "No, no, let the staff handle it," he says, waving his hand dismissively. "And don't worry about cooking for me, I can handle it." @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and sees he was distancing himself. She shuts up and bites her lip. “Sorry..” she says sfotly before finishing eating her food and going to clean her plate as well as the dishes she had used. Once she was done she moves back to him and says “i am going to go get ready for the day…um…i will see you later..” she says softly as she turns and walks away. She wouldn’t push him. She wouldn’t try to make him like her. She climbs the stairs and moves to the bedroom. She gets to the bedroom and sits on the bed. She curls up and sighs as she rubs her neck. “I wish he would let me in…” she sighs before moving to the bathroom and washing her face and getting ready for the day. She hums softly as she started to clean up the room of her clothes and making the bed. She hums softly as she cleans and would even gets the bathroom cleaned up and nice. She sighs before a maid comes to the bedroom and drops off a pair of clothes. She changes into those clothes. They were baggy black sweatpants and a simple black shirt. She felts good having clothes on. She hums before tieing up her hair and moving back to the living room and downstairs area. She looks a round just trying to make herself feel comfortable in this new home. She walks around and just looks at the different things on the wall. She sits on the couch and hums as she sits there and jsut waits. @OriginalMeta

Marcel watches as Savannah cleans up after breakfast and walks away, feeling a pang of guilt in his chest. He knows he's been distant and cold towards her, and he hates himself for it. But he can't help the way he feels. He's hurt and confused by her sudden appearance in his life after so many years, and he's not sure if he can trust her. As he sits there in silence, he thinks about what he can do to make it up to her. He knows he can't keep pushing her away, but he's not sure how to let her in. Then he remembers the celebration tonight and realizes that he could use her help. He doesn't want her to think he's using her, but he also wants to show her that he appreciates her efforts. He makes a decision and calls the maid to ask her to bring him a phone. He dials a number and waits for the person to pick up. "Hey, it's me," he says when the line connects. "I need a favor. Can you help me pick out a dress for Savannah? Something beautiful, maybe in scarlet. That's my favorite color." He listens to the person on the other end of the line and nods his head. "Great. Send it over to her, and make sure she knows it's from me." He hangs up the phone and leans back in his chair, feeling a small sense of satisfaction. Maybe this gesture will show Savannah that he cares about her and that he's willing to make an effort. As the day wears on, Marcel goes about his business, but his thoughts keep drifting back to Savannah. He wonders how she's doing and if she's happy here with him. He hopes that the dress he sent her will make her feel beautiful and appreciated. @Blue Beetle

Savannah sighs and sits. A maid comes over and gives her a dress bag. She smiles and nods before going to try it on. She lays the red dress on the bed and sighs softly. She should show him…she slips off her clothes and puts on the dress. She zips on the dress and sighs. “Oh my..” she looks at herself and stares at herself. She rubs her hand against the material and smiles. “God..i..lvoe this..” she giggles before moving to the door and looking out of it. She spots a maid and ask them to go and ask for marcel to come to her. The maid would bow and rush off to marcel. “Sir…the Luna wishes to show you the dress you got her…she is in your room.” The maid bows before rushing away. Savannah would wait till he came to the bedroom. She turns and looks at him “i hope i wear it well..” she smiles as she moves the fabric and giggles. “I love the dress…thank you marcel..” she smiles but doesnt move to him. She wants to hold him and hug him but didnt want to push him too far. She holds her hands in her lap and says “I hope that i make you proud to stand next to me…i…i want to be pretty for you..” she tucks her hair behind her ear before turning away. She moves to unzip the dress and seems to struggle. She bites her lip and blushes. “Um…can you help me…i cant reach it..” She looks back at him and blushes “you dont have too…sorry..i can get a maid to help..you are probably busy…i am sorry..” she was stupid for asking his help. She didnt want to bother him. She tries to get the zipper down. On her shoulder there was a small scar. It was about the size of a kitchen blade. She sighs and looks at him. Her eyes were sad as she wanted to have him near her. But she didn’t push it. She jsut kept herself away. Jsut like he did. @OriginalMeta

Marcel watches as Savannah struggles with the zipper of the dress, feeling a pang of guilt for not helping her. He moves towards her and gently takes the zipper between his fingers, pulling it down slowly. He can feel her body heat against his, making him want to wrap his arms around her and hold her close. As she thanks him for the dress, Marcel smiles softly and says, "You look beautiful, Savannah. The pack will be lucky to have you as their Luna." He means every word, but a part of him feels worried about Ezra being there. She was the woman everyone thought Marcel would choose as his Luna, and he couldn't help but wonder what she would think of Savannah. But he pushes those thoughts aside and focuses on Savannah, helping her out of the dress and hanging it up for her. "Is there anything else you need help with?" he asks, his eyes lingering on her scar briefly before returning to her face. He wants to know more about her, about her past. Marcel notices the scar on Savannah's shoulder and asks about it. "What happened to your shoulder?" he inquires, his voice laced with concern. He moves closer to her and gently touches the scar, studying it closely. @Blue Beetle

Savannah freezes at his touch. Her heart starts to beat like wild. She didnt know what was happening before she was pulled into his arms and could feel him against her and she loved it. She sinks more into him and hums softly. “Thank yuo marcel…they are lucky to have a alpha like you…” she says before letting him get her undressed. She moves to grab her clothes before looking up at him. She shakes her head and says “no..i think i am good..jsut going to get ready..maybe walk around this place to see all the rooms…you know it is very big but still feels homey..” she smiles and stops. Her scar. She touches it before he does. “I was sparing when i was young…got injured and it scared..” she looks at him and then to his hand. “I am sorry…” she says softly. She knew that the moment was one she didnt watn to lose but also…she had to apologize. She pulls his hand to hers and holds it. “My wolf and i are sorry for what we did…we were scared..not of you but…of the lack of touch…it was wrong…and i understand that…i am sorry…i hope you can forgive us..and we can try to build something..” she looks at him and there were no tears in sight. She spoke with a calm and gentle tone. One of a Luna. She held his hand and says “but if that isn’t possible..then that is ok. We just hope that we can gain that trust…or…atleast try.” Savannah looks at him once more before letting go of his hand and moving away to put on her clothes. She slips on her pants then her top and sighs. “I would like to help…if there is anything to be done..i clean the room..made the bed and cleaned the bathroom..i can clean or cook or…anything…i jsut want to help.” She smiles and her eyes looks at him with a soft look. One of acceptance that she may not ever get her mate to the fullest..and that was ok.

@OriginalMeta

Marcel's heart races as Savannah sinks into him and hums softly. He feels a strong pull towards her, but he knows he needs to keep his emotions in check. As she pulls away and mentions wanting to walk around the place, Marcel nods, "Of course, feel free to explore the house. And don't worry about apologizing, Savannah. I understand that it takes time to adjust to a new situation." He gives her a reassuring smile. When she apologizes again and takes his hand, Marcel's heart melts a little. He can feel the sincerity in her words and his wolf softens towards her. "I forgive you, Savannah. And I'm willing to try and build something between us," he says, his voice filled with honesty. Marcel watches as Savannah dresses herself, feeling a sense of relief when she doesn't seem to notice his internal conflict. He thinks about Erza and the fact that she will surely be angry with him for choosing Savannah as the Luna. But for the sake of the pack, he needs to at least appear accepting of Savannah. As she offers to help with anything, Marcel nods, "Thank you, Savannah. I appreciate your willingness to help. I'll let you know if I need anything." He looks at her with a sense of admiration, "You have the heart of a true Luna, Savannah. The pack will be lucky to have you." Marcel can't help but feel drawn to her, he admires her strength and her willingness to put the pack first. He knows he needs to keep his feelings in check, but it's becoming harder and harder to ignore the attraction he feels towards her. "Is there anything else you need before we head to the meeting tonight?" he asks, trying to push his thoughts aside. He needs to focus on the pack and their needs, not his own desires. @Blue Beetle

Savannah smiles and says “they are just as lucky for you.” She says softly before looking at him and saying “no..i will get ready about a hour before..i think one of the maids is going to help me do my hair. I will be ready by the time the party starts. I dont need anything..do you need something from me?” She tilts her head as she looks at him. Her eyes were happy and she was trying to hide the sadness. That can come out when she is alone. Not infront of him. She rembers soemthing and moves to her things. She had brought a gift and hid it due to their rocky start. She grabs a small box and says “in my pack…we have a tradition to trade a centamental items with our…mate..this is mine. You dont have to give anything to me it is just something that my pack does..i grabbed it before I went on the floor to find you..” she says sfotly and hands him the small box. Inside the box was a hand woven bracelet. The fibers were worn but the band was still able to be worn and still were bright in color. “This was a bracelet that me and my grandmother made when i was just finding out i was a omega..she didnt seem me any differently unlike my father. She helped me feel not so bad that i wasnt a alpha. She made it for me and i love it so…i wanted to give it too you..you dont have to wear it or…keep it if you dont want too..but it is a gift..” she smiles and tries to not cry over her memories of her grandmother but also of the father that he might not like it. She would turn to get out the things she needed ofr her dress. Jsut as under garments and things of that nature. “Are we matching tonight..?” She asks as she folds some more of her clothes and puts them away in a draw. She was still organizing her things and he could see she has only take two drawers. She didnt want to take anymore to make him upset at her. The only things hanging up in the closet was her old dress and her new one. Nothing else. Even her bathroom things were in a corner and taking up as least space as possible. @OriginalMeta

Marcel looks at the woven bracelet in the box and takes it gently, admiring its vibrant colors. He nods as Savannah explains the tradition of exchanging sentimental items with a mate in her pack. He can sense the emotion in her voice as she speaks about her grandmother and the memories attached to the bracelet. "Thank you, Savannah," he says softly, "I appreciate this gift and the thought behind it. I will treasure it always." As Savannah turns to get her dress ready, Marcel considers her question about matching attire. He glances down at his black suit and nods. "Yes, we are matching. You look stunning in blue, and it complements your eyes perfectly," he says with a smile, his eyes meeting hers. Marcel notices the limited space Savannah has taken in the closet and drawers and realizes how much effort she must have put in to not make him upset. He walks over to her and takes her hand, looking at her directly in the eyes. "Savannah, you don't have to limit yourself in this house. This is your home too, and I want you to feel comfortable here. You can use as much space as you need, and I will never be upset with you for doing so," he says reassuringly, hoping to alleviate any concerns she might have. He then leans in to place a gentle kiss on her forehead before walking out of the room, leaving her to get ready for the party. As he walks down the hallway, he can't help but think about the weight of the responsibilities he has as an alpha, and the challenges that lie ahead of him with Erza's impending arrival. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and smiles. She nods and her eyes widen at the kiss and blushes softly. “Thank you..i will see you out there..” she says softly before moving to the bathroom and getting ready for the dance. She takes a shower making sure to shave, wash her hair and face as well. She gets out and a maid had come in to help her. They start to get Savannah ready. Once they are done with her hair and makeup Savannah gets into her dress. Her hair was down and was lightly curled and framed her face nicely. Her makeup was matching the dress. It was a red and brown eye makeup and a red lip. She was beautiful. She sighs as she looks at herself and smiles. She turns in the dress before slipping on the high heals and now making it to the party. The house was starting to fill up and Savannah could hear the other pack members. She was getting nervouse. She looks around for marcel to walk her down. She bites her lip and wonders if she would be walked out. She bites her lip and waits for marcel. Her hands nervously shaking.

@OriginalMeta

Marcel nods at Savannah's response, but his expression remains cold. He enters a different room to get ready, silently contemplating what will happen at the party. He feels nervous about what the pack will think of him and Savannah as a couple. He also can't shake off the memory of Erza, his former lover, who was expected to be the Luna of the pack. He wonders how she will react to seeing him with Savannah. After getting ready, Marcel and Savannah enter the party together. As they step into the room, all eyes turn to them. The pack starts cheering and howling, welcoming them with open arms. Marcel notices Erza standing in the corner, looking upset at the sight of him and Savannah together. He ignores her and walks over to Savannah, taking her hand in his. "We don't have to dance if you don't want to," Marcel says, still maintaining his distant demeanor. "Let's just enjoy the party and mingle with the pack." As they walk past Erza, Marcel notices the hurt look in her eyes. He feels a pang of guilt, but quickly pushes it aside. He knows that he has to focus on his future with Savannah as the new Luna of the pack. @Blue Beetle

savannah walks in and smiles. The pack was very welcoming to her. She would move around the room and talk to them. They were all welcoming and happy to have her there. She looks at marcel and notices the distant demeanor. She smiles and nods “ok..i would like to dance one day. But it doesnt have to be tonight..” she smiles alittle sadly. She bites her cheek and turns to speak to some of the elders. She was always respectful to the elder. One of the elders would take Savannah’s hand and smiles “you will be a strong Luna…i can see that..” the elder was hopeful. Savannah smiles and bows to the elder. Savannah’s smiles and moves though the crowd and kinda leaves marcel to talk with the pack and to mingle. She would laugh and joke with the pack. Her eyes were happy to everyone but she hid her sadness. Erza looks away and tries to stay away from the group. She didnt want anything to do with this party. She sighs as she sips on alcohol and just watches marcel

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@OriginalMeta

Marcel nods at Savannah and says, "Excuse me, I have to use the restroom." He leaves the room and Erza follows him outside. As he stands by the bathroom, Erza approaches him and asks, "How could you betray me like this, Marcel? Bringing Savannah to replace me?" She looks hurt and calls Savannah harsh names, clearly upset about the situation. Marcel takes a deep breath and tries to remain calm. "Erza, I didn't bring Savannah to replace you. I'm sorry if it seems that way, but things just happened between us. I can't control how I feel," he explains. Erza shakes her head and says, "You could have at least told me about her. Instead, I had to find out from the pack." Marcel looks at her with concern and says, "I didn't want to hurt you, Erza. I still care about you, but things have changed." @Blue Beetle

savannah looks around after a few minutes and doesnt see marcel. She bites her lip but doesnt worry. Her wolf was worried though. Savannah tries to interact with the pack and she does that pretty well. But soon she heard the whispers. Erza was supposed to be Luna…what about erza?….does marcel still love erza… Savannah looks around and jsut hops to see marcel. But she doesnt. She gulps and moves to the hall way where the bathroom is. She leans agasint the wall and listen. She could smell marcel…and another women. “Marcel…i thought we would be together..but instead you brought a different pack wolf into here…you said you never wanted a mate…” Erza says as she looks at marcel “you even said you would reget the mate…so why havent you done that with her…that wolf isnt from here.” Savannah’s eyes widen. Was that true…was he just pulling her heart for fun..? Savannah waits to hear marcel’s reaction

@OriginalMeta

Marcel steps back from Erza, his expression conflicted. "Erza, it's complicated. I do still have feelings for you, but my wolf is drawn to Savannah's. I'm sure it's the Moon Goddess's bidding. I never intended to hurt you, but my heart and my wolf are torn." Erza scoffs, her eyes flashing with hurt and anger. "You expect me to believe that? You promised me the world, Marcel. You promised we would rule this pack together. And now you bring in some outsider and expect me to just accept it?" Marcel shakes his head, his eyes pleading with Erza to understand. "I never expected to find a mate, let alone one from another pack. But Savannah is different. I can't explain it, but I know in my heart that she's meant to be my mate." Erza's expression softens slightly, but she still looks hurt. "I don't know if I can accept this, Marcel. But I can't deny that I still love you. I just need time to process everything." With that, she turns and walks away, leaving Marcel alone in the hallway with his thoughts. @Blue Beetle

Savannah covers her mouth as she takes a deep breath and wipes her eyes. She takes a deep breath and rounds the corner. “Hey…are you ok? You kinda disappeared..” she says and smiles at him. She look at him and touhces his shoulder “the pack is wondering where you are..” she says as she smiles. she takes his hand and looks at him “if you want to leave you can…i would understand…if you needed a break..” she smiles and squeezes his hand. “I will see you out there?” She says before turning and walking back to the party. She had to push that memory away. She had too. She puts on a smile and talks to the other pack members. The music started and couples started to dance. Savannah rubs her neck and looks at the dance floor but moves to the side and just watches. She doesnt look sad to not be dancing but her eyes betray that. She wanted to dance. She wanted to dance with her mate. Many men came up to her but she just waves them away and says that she is waiting for marcel. She knew he wouldn’t dance. She tries to push her feelings down and jsut enjoy the party. The music was happy and the pack was celebrating. Savannah tries to be happy but her heart hurt. She coudlnt unhear his words. She sighs and rubs her neck as she takes one of the drinks on the trays that maids are carrying and just tries to relax. Everything would be ok…she and him would be ok..

@OriginalMeta

Marcel takes a deep breath as he looks at Savannah, trying to read her expression. He wonders if she overheard his conversation with Erza. He nods at her question, "Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry for disappearing like that." He takes her hand as she suggests they head back to the party, "Let's go back together." As they reach the dance floor, Marcel hesitates for a moment before asking Savannah to dance. He can sense the disappointment in her eyes as she had been waiting for him to ask her all night. "I'm sorry, I should have asked you earlier," he says with a smile. As they dance, he tries to focus on her and ignore the conflicting thoughts in his mind. Marcel knows that he needs to be careful not to hurt Savannah. He can't deny the strong connection he feels with her, but at the same time, he can't ignore his past feelings for Erza. He needs more time to sort out his feelings and figure out what he wants. As they dance, Marcel's wolf grows restless, reminding him of his feelings for Savannah. He tries to push those thoughts away and focus on Savannah. "You look beautiful tonight," he says, trying to show her how much he cares. Marcel knows that he needs to be honest with Savannah about his conflicting emotions, but he doesn't want to hurt her. He just hopes that he can figure things out before it's too late. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and her eyes widen with happiness. She nods and smiles. She takes his hand and dances. As they do people smile and cheer softly for them. Savannah looks at marcel and blushes “thank you..you look very handsome..” she says sfotly as she holds his hand and rest her hand on his chest. She knew how to classically dance and they were doing a great job. She hums to the music and says “everyone in the pack seem to be happy for us..that is nice..” she says trying to show that she did care about him and would make things work. “The elders seem to be very happy as well..” she says just filling him in on what happened while he was gone. She bites and chews her lip as she looks aover and sees the women who marcel was talking to. Her eyes were filled with…sadness..Savannah sighs and looks away from her and down at their feet. She wondered if marcel would keep her just so he could have a heir..but never would love her. Her heart breaks at this but she tries to push the thought away. After they are done dancing Savannah smiles and says “i..i heard some talk…about another women…if…if you dont…if you just want me for the pack that is fine..” she smiles and tries to show that she was ok with it. That she would support him. But it hurt. It hurt bad. Before he could say anything Savannah turns and walks back upstairs and to the room. She needed to leave. She coudlnt be there. She enters the room and sits down. Tears finally roll down her cheeks as she looks and stares at a wall. She didnt move. She coudlnt move as she sat there and wondered what marcel wanted.

@OriginalMeta

Marcel's heart swelled with joy as Savannah's eyes lit up with happiness upon his invitation to dance. He took her hand and led her to the dance floor, where people smiled and cheered softly for them. As they began to dance, Marcel was struck by how natural it felt to hold Savannah in his arms. He felt a sense of comfort and safety wash over him as they moved in perfect unison. Savannah looked up at him and blushed, complimenting him on his appearance. Marcel couldn't help but feel grateful for her kind words. He had been so consumed with his own worries and fears that he had almost forgotten how beautiful she was. He looked down at her and smiled, feeling a warmth spread throughout his body. As they danced, Savannah filled him in on what had happened while he was gone, and Marcel felt a sense of relief that everything seemed to be going well. The pack was happy for them, and even the elders seemed pleased. But then he noticed Savannah's expression change as her eyes shifted towards the woman he had been talking to earlier. He knew she must have heard their conversation, and it broke his heart to see the sadness in her eyes. He knew he needed to talk to her, to reassure her that he loved her and that she was the only one he wanted. But before he could say anything, Savannah spoke up. She mentioned the other woman and told him that if he only wanted her for the pack, that was fine. Marcel's heart ached as he realized just how much he had hurt her with his words. He wanted to tell her the truth, to explain that he loved her and that he had no intention of hurting her. But before he could say anything, she turned and walked away.

3:20 PM

Marcel stood there for a moment, watching as she disappeared from sight. He knew he needed to go after her, to explain everything and make things right. But he also knew that he needed a moment to collect his thoughts and figure out what to say. He took a deep breath and walked towards the stairs, determined to find Savannah and make things right.

3:20 PM

@Blue Beetle

savannah sits on the bed and rubs her eyes. She was stupid. She was stupid to think that he would want her..she was a outsider…she was different. She rubs her eyes and sighs. She tries to not cry more but she couldn’t stop. She jsut cries softly in the room. Her shoulder tense and her eyes wer red. She takes a deep breathe and moves to the bathroom. Savannah washes her face adn tries to calm down. She had to get her emotions in check. She takes a few deep breathes as she stood there. One second he was nice and almost like he wanted her…the next he seemed he didnt. She wanted to know why he was so stand off ish from her. She was trying. But it hurt. It hurt her. So badly. Her heart was hurting and her wolf knew it. Her wolf howls sadly as they move back to the bed and sits wiht ehr back to the door. She didnt know if he would come and find her..or if he would go off with the women. She sighs and speaks to herself but loud enough that if he was at the door he could hear. “I want to be a good mate…but it is hard…if he doesnt want me…why doesnt he just…regret me..” she speaks and rubs her eyes. Savannah sits on the bed. She hears him coming and quickly wipes her eyes and sighs as she stands. As he walks in she smiles “hey..sorry..i just needed a moment..the party can get alittle too much some times..” she tries to push away her sadness and she smiles at him trying to hide her sadness. She stands there and looks at him. She smile and says “you wanna go back down..” she says @OriginalMeta

Marcel steps into the room and immediately notices that something is off. Savannah's eyes are red and puffy, and she looks like she's been crying. He feels a pang of guilt in his chest as he realizes that he may have been the cause of her distress. "Hey," he says softly, stepping closer to her. "Are you okay?" He takes a deep breath and tries to find the right words to explain his hesitation. "Savannah, I...I'm confused," he admits. "Before we were mated, I had a life. There were people I had feelings for. But since meeting you, it's like I was rewired. All those feelings I had before are gone, and they've been replaced with feelings for you. It's like I'm being manipulated or something, and I don't know how to handle it." "But I can't deny my wolf's desire to be with you," he continues. "I want to be with you, Savannah. I just need time to sort out these feelings and figure out what they mean." Marcel takes a step closer to her and gently reaches out to touch her cheek. "I don't want to hurt you," he says, his voice full of sincerity. "But I also can't ignore what my wolf wants. It's like a constant battle inside of me." Savannah looks up at him with tearful eyes, and Marcel's heart breaks. He hates seeing her like this, but he knows that he needs to be honest with her. "I'm sorry, Savannah," he says softly. "I know this isn't fair to you. But I promise that I'll do everything I can to figure this out and make things right between us." He takes her hand in his and gives it a gentle squeeze, hoping that she can feel the sincerity in his touch. "Let's go back down to the party," he suggests, trying to lighten the mood. "I'll grab us some drinks, and we can just enjoy each other's company for a while." @Blue Beetle

Savannah loooks at him and nods “i am fine..” she says before he speaks. She listens to him. Her heart hurt and she looks down. She knew this would happen…she bites her lip as she goes to speak but he speaks before her. Her eyes widen softly as he tells her he wants to be with her. She looks at him and leans into his hand. She looks at him and tries to not cry. She knew he was trying. She knew that. She gulps and looks at. She nods and smiles “i-i understand…I understand..” she smiles and squeezes his hand and smiles. Savannah rubs her eyes and smiles “ok…yeah that sounds nice..” she says as she leads marcel back to the party. Savannah looks around and the party seems to be going well. She stands there and tries to not look sad or upset. She knew she needed to look happy. She needed to put the pack first. She sighs as she looks at marcel and takes the drink. “Thank you..” she says before drinking some of the drink @OriginalMeta

Marcel couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him as Savannah nodded and told him that she was fine. He had been worried about how she would react to his confession, but her nod and the way she leaned into his hand gave him hope. He could see the hurt in her eyes, but he knew he had to be honest with her. As she listened to him, her eyes widened slightly, and Marcel could see the tears threatening to spill. He wanted to reach out and comfort her, but he knew he had to give her space. When she spoke, he could hear the sadness in her voice, and he felt guilty for causing her pain. He was relieved when she smiled and squeezed his hand. He knew that it wouldn't be easy, but he was willing to work on their relationship. As they made their way back to the party, Marcel couldn't help but feel grateful for Savannah's understanding. As they arrived at the party, Marcel scanned the room, looking for any signs of Erza. He was glad to see that the party was going well and that everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. He noticed Savannah trying to put on a brave face and not show her sadness. He could tell that it wasn't easy for her, and he wanted to do something to make her feel better. When she took the drink he offered her, he smiled and nodded. "You're welcome. I'm glad you're feeling better." He took a sip of his own drink and looked around the room. @Blue Beetle

Savannah nods and smiles “yes..i think just need a minute..parties can get so much some times..” she says sfotly as she holds the glass. She bites her lip and says “the party is going well…everyone seems to be having a great time..dancing, eating, drinking..” she giggles and takes a drink before sighing “tomorrow i am going to take a walk about the pack land…i think it will be nice to see the area..” she says softly as she looks around. Some of the kids were falling and sleep and the parents were getting them ready to leave. Savannah looks at the children and her eyes soften. She bites her cheek and gulps. She didnt know if she would have children. She lowers her head and takes a deep breath. “You can have the room tonight..i will take a guest room..” she says before moving and going to get some food. She gets a plate and as she was getting food Erza came over to her. Savannah looks at Erza. “Luna…i-i wanted to say welcome..i am sorry i havent done it before now. But if you need a tour guide or anything i will be more than happy to show you around..” Erza smiles and Savannah nods and says “yes..thank you..that would be great..maybe tomorrow? I want to get a view of the land..” the two women nods and they part way before Savannah moves back to marcel. “I have a tour guide now..” she smiles as she looks around and eats some of the veggies she got. She also continued to drink.

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Marcel notices the sadness in Savannah's eyes and he feels a pang of guilt. He wants to make it up to her, to show her that he does care. "Hey, Savannah," he says softly, "you don't have to sleep in a guest room. We can share a bed if you want. It's not like we haven't slept together before." He hopes that this gesture will make her feel more welcome and accepted as his mate and the luna of the pack. Marcel also feels a tinge of jealousy as Erza approaches Savannah. He knows that Erza is cunning and he doesn't want Savannah to fall prey to her manipulations. "Be careful around Erza," he warns her, "she's very cunning and can be quite convincing. I don't want her getting in your head and causing any trouble." He hopes that Savannah will heed his warning and stay away from Erza as much as possible. As they continue to enjoy the party, Marcel inwardly hopes that spending more time with Savannah will help them to develop a deeper connection. He wants to feel more for her, to be able to love her fully and without reservation. He knows that it will take time, but he is willing to try. For now, he will do his best to be a good mate and pack leader, and to support Savannah in her role as luna. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and smiles “marcel…it will be ok…” she says and takes his hand. She leans into his shoulder and sighs as she drinks her drink. “If there is anything that you need me to do around here..i can…i will get stir crazy if i dont have a task ok?” She smiles and giggles. She was speaking the truth. She was the Luna now. She wanted to be the Luna. She wanted to be helpful. She looks at the people and it was getting late. Savannah yawns softly and says “it is getting late..i think we should get everyone home…” she smiles. Most of the people were already getting their coats and their things and starting to leave. Savannah moves and says goodbye to the people. She had a smile on her face the whole time. Once everyone was out she moves adn starts to help out around cleaning. She takes some dishes to the kitchen and hums as she does it. “Marcel..if you want to get a shower you can..i am going to help down here..don’t wnat to be a Luna who doesnt help out..” she says as she helps out. The head maid walks up to marcel and says “she is good one sir…helps out…i like her..” she smiles because moving to clean up. Savannah ties her hair back as she does the dishes. Still in her dress but doesnt seem to mind. She wants to be a Luna who takes care of the house she is in. She wants to set a example of how things should be done. How she care for the people of her pack. As she thinks her eyes soften. She wants to set a good example for a child…a daughter.. her eyes widen as she bites her lip. She coudlnt think about that…she..jsut couldn’t..she takes a deep breath to calm herself as she clean up. She does half the dishes before moving out to the rest of the home and how that is getting cleaned. Savannah was always nice and kind to everyone. Never telling them they are doing something wrong. Just checking in and making sure everything is good

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Marcel watches Savannah as she helps out with cleaning up after the party. He feels a sense of pride and admiration for her. It was clear to him that she was going to be a great Luna. He also couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness at the thought that she might not have children. He knew how important that was to her. As she mentions taking a shower, Marcel nods and smiles. "Thank you, Savannah. I think I will take you up on that offer," he says before heading upstairs. As he takes his shower, he can't help but think about Savannah. He knew that they were going to have to work on their relationship if they were going to be together. He hoped that spending more time together would help them develop a stronger connection. As he gets out of the shower and gets dressed, he heads back downstairs. He sees Savannah still cleaning up and smiles at her. "You're doing a great job, Savannah," he says before helping out. As they work together, Marcel can't help but notice how well they work together. He hoped that they could continue to work together like this in the future. As they finish cleaning up, Marcel turns to Savannah. "Savannah, I know we have a lot to work on if we're going to be together. But I want you to know that I'm willing to try. And, if you're comfortable with it, we can sleep in the same bed tonight," he says, hoping that this would be a step in the right direction for their relationship. But he also couldn't help but warn her about Erza. "But, Savannah, I need to warn you about Erza. She's very cunning and she's not to be trusted. I don't want you to get hurt," he says, hoping that she would take his warning seriously. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks as him as he comes down and smiles. They finish cleaning and she looks at him. She smiles and nods “i would like that…” her eyes turned to concern as she looks at him “i promise…i wont let her take advantage of me or anything..ok?” She takes his hand and says “i am going to get a shower…i will see you up there ok?” She smiles before letting go of his hand and moving to the bedroom. As soon as she was out of his sight she covers her mouth. She was so happy. He..he wanted to stay in the same bed…that would make it easier for her to sleep. She smiles and wipes her eyes before moving to the bedroom. She goes into the bedroom and takes out a set of sleep clothes before moving to the shower. The water on, she got out of the dress and folded it before getting into the shower and letting her body relax. It would be ok. She and him would work it out…they had too. She takes a deep breath and hums lightly as she cleans herself up and then gets changed into sleep clothing. She washes her face and does her skin care before brushing her teeth then cleaning up the room. She was still in the mindset of she is just a guest. That hurt her still…she didnt want to tell him but she didnt feel like she was wanted here…she jsut kept all her things in one area, taking up as little space. Her eyes got sad before she shakes her head and moves to the bed. She would climb into the bed and wait. Her eyes closes as she curls up. Her mind starts to run away as she thinks about what if they cant work out..would he get rid of her…or keep her and find another wolf…would she have children…she wanted children..so badly..Savannah just curls up and faces away from the door. She didnt want to make him reget sharing a bed. Once again she was on the edge of the big bed and taking up as little space as she could.

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Marcel watched as Savannah disappeared into the bedroom to get ready for bed. He let out a long breath as he leaned against the wall, his mind filled with conflicting emotions. On one hand, he was thrilled that she had accepted his invitation to share the bed with him. He had been longing to be close to her ever since she arrived, and the idea of sleeping next to her brought a warmth to his chest. But on the other hand, he was terrified of what might happen if his wolf took control. He knew that his inner beast was drawn to Savannah, and the thought of losing control around her filled him with dread. He had worked hard over the years to keep his wolf under control, but he knew that it was only a matter of time before the animal would demand to be let out. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on his breathing, but his mind kept drifting back to Savannah. He could smell her scent even from where he stood, and it was driving his wolf wild with desire. He could feel the animal inside him pacing restlessly, eager to be let out to claim what it saw as its mate. Marcel shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. He couldn't let his wolf take over. He had to be in control. For Savannah's sake, as well as his own. With a deep breath, he pushed himself off the wall and headed for the bedroom. As he entered the room, he could see Savannah curled up on the bed, facing away from him. He felt a pang of guilt as he realized that he had been so caught up in his own thoughts that he hadn't even considered how Savannah might be feeling. He moved to the other side of the bed, careful not to make any sudden movements. He lay down on the bed, leaving a respectable distance between himself and Savannah. He could feel his wolf growling in protest, but he ignored it. For a few moments, they lay in silence, the only sound the soft rustling of the sheets as they shifted. Marcel's mind was racing, his senses heightened as he fought to keep his wolf under control. He could feel the an

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imal prowling restlessly inside him, testing the limits of his willpower. He stole a glance at Savannah, taking in the sight of her curled up form. His heart ached with longing as he realized how much he wanted her. His wolf was practically screaming at him to claim her as his own, to mark her as his mate. But he couldn't. He wouldn't. He had to be in control. With a deep breath, he closed his eyes and tried to focus on his breathing. Slowly, he felt his wolf begin to calm, its growls subsiding to a low rumble. He could feel the animal's acceptance, its understanding that he was in control. Marcel opened his eyes and turned to face Savannah, his heart pounding in his chest. He wanted to reach out and touch her, to pull her into his arms and never let go. But he knew that he couldn't. Not yet. Instead, he whispered softly into the darkness. "Goodnight, Savannah." His words were barely audible, but he knew that she could hear him. He lay there for what felt like hours, his mind and body on edge as he fought to keep his wolf under control. But eventually, exhaustion overtook him, his arm resting just inches from Savannah's body.

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Savannah lays on the bed for what it felt like forever…she curls up more and bites her lip. Did he reget the choice to sleep there..she was starting to think that when he walked in. She stays still as he moves into the bed and lays there. She wanted him to pull her closer. She bites her lip as she knew that wouldn’t happen. Her wolf whimpers softly as she lays down and curls up too. The both of them just curl up. Her eyes were watering as she looks at the dark space infront of her. She doesnt move as he whispers good night and he settles into sleep. Once she thought he was asleep she would turn and looks at him. She moves closer and gently takes his arm and moves it over her. She curls up into his chest adn takes in his scent. Her whole body relaxed as she sighs and lets sleep take her as well. She would move and face away from him but still close almsot like a small spoon. She would dream of her life. She was happy. She and marcel were happy. They were walking though a feild. They were smiling. But that soon turned. She looks back and marcel was growling at her. Her eyes widen as he lashes out and attacks her. She screams as he does this. She would wake up and sits up. Her chest heaving up and down. She whimpers and curls up. Tears roll down her face as she shakes. “I-it was just a nightmare…i-it was jsut a nightmare..” she would remind herself as she stays curled up. She looks at marcel and moves away. She hoped she didnt wake him. She would move out of the bed and moves to the bathroom. She sits against the door and jsut cries. She didnt want to be scared but she didnt want to wake and brother marcel. She wipes her eyes and jsut says to herself that she would say her till she could calm down and relax..then she would go back..

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Marcel lies in bed next to Savannah, feeling a strange mix of emotions. He can sense his inner wolf urging him to hold her closer, but he resists. He wonders if he made a mistake by choosing to sleep in the same bed as her. As Savannah curls up, Marcel can sense her unease. He wishes he could comfort her, but he doesn't know how. He can hear her breathing quicken and wonders if she's crying. When Savannah eventually gets up and goes to the bathroom, Marcel's wolf urges him to follow her. He's confused by his own feelings and why he cares so much about her crying. As he opens the door to the bathroom, he can see Savannah sitting on the floor, tears streaming down her face. Marcel hesitates for a moment before finally speaking up, "Hey...are you okay?" He knows he's not good with comforting people, but he tries anyway. "I know it's tough...but you don't have to face it alone. I admire your strength for trying, but it's okay to ask for help sometimes." As he speaks, Marcel realizes he's letting his guard down. He's not used to being vulnerable, but something about Savannah makes him want to be honest. "I like strong women...it's one of the things I admire most about Erza," he admits, before quickly realizing his mistake. "I mean...not that I don't think you're strong too," he stammers, feeling embarrassed. Marcel doesn't know what Savannah will think of him now, but he knows he can't take back what he said. He just hopes she understands that he values her strength too. @Blue Beetle

Savannah jsut curls up and hides her face. “J-just a nightmare..” she says sfotly as she wipes her eyes. She nods and sighs as she looks at him. As he mentions Ezra her eyes widen. Her wolf growls and Savannah just sits there. She looks like she is in shock. She takes a deep breath before standing. She doesnt cry or look at him as she says “well…if you want you can invite her over..” she moves and pushes past him. She doesnt cry. She cant. She just sits on the bed as stares. Her heart hurt. Her eyes were now golden as her wolf was mad. Her wolf growls and barks at marcel and his wolf. Cussing at them both for hurting Savannah. Savannah just sits there. Blankly staring at the floor. Her mind was racing as she thought about what to do. She chuckles at herself “i am so stupid..” she says softly as she curls up and hides. She jsut wanted to hide. She doesnt want to be here. She doesnt want to be hurt anymore. “I am stupid…i am a stupid woman…to think my father was wrong…about mates..about everything…to think that i would have a happy ending..” she says sfotly. Her voice week and her eyes still golden. Her wolf ready to lash out if needed. She just wanted to be happy. Savannah stands and wipes her eyes “i am sorry that i bothered you.” Her voice was cold as she grabs a pair of outfits and moves to the door. “I will be in a guest room..that way you dont have to see or hear me..” she says harshly. Her voice and body was disconnected from him. She left her scent over the blankets and pillows. He would have to sit with her scent as she moves out of the room and goes to find a bed. She finds the guest room or one of them and gets set up as she moves the blankets into a nest form and curls up. Her wolf taking over more of her actions. She curls around a pillow as she closes her eyes and tires to not think about being hurt anymore

@OriginalMeta

Marcel watched as Savannah got up from the bed and pushed past him without looking at him. He could sense her anger and hurt through her golden eyes and the growling of her wolf. He felt guilty and ashamed for hurting her, but his wolf was still urging him to go after her. His pride, however, held him back, reminding him that he couldn't be seen chasing after her like a desperate fool. As he lay back on the bed, he closed his eyes and took deep breaths, trying to clear his head. But he could still smell Savannah's scent on the sheets and pillows, and his wolf was getting restless. It was then that he heard a knock on the bedroom door. Opening it, he was surprised to see Erza standing there in sexy lingerie. Marcel felt his heart skip a beat, but he quickly reminded himself that he loved Savannah and didn't want to betray her. Erza pressed herself up against him, and he could feel her warmth and smell her intoxicating scent. "I still have feelings for you, Marcel," Erza whispered seductively. "And I know you still have feelings for me." Marcel felt a pang in his chest as memories flooded back to him. He remembered the passion and intensity of their past relationship, but he also remembered the pain and heartbreak when it ended. He knew he couldn't go down that road again. "I'm sorry, Erza," he said, gently pushing her away. "But I love Savannah. She's my mate, and I want to be with her." Erza's face darkened with anger, and she glared at him. "You know deep down that I'm a better mate for you than Savannah. She's weak and fragile, but I'm strong and confident. You need someone like me, not her." Marcel felt a surge of anger at Erza's words, and he stepped forward, his own wolf growling in defense of Savannah. "Don't you dare talk about her like that," he snarled. "She's the strongest person I know, and I love her for who she is. You need to leave, Erza." Erza's eyes widened in shock, and she quickly turned and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind

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her. Marcel stood there for a moment, feeling a mix of emotions. He was proud of himself for standing up for Savannah, but he also felt a tinge of sadness and guilt for hurting Erza. With a heavy heart, he left the room to go find Savannah, hoping to make things right with her. @Blue Beetle

Savannah hadn’t moved from the bed. However the bed was made so the blankets curled around her and she was in the middle. She had calmed down as she curls up tighter. She didnt mean to be rude…did she made everything worse…she sighs and sits up. The women sighs as she talks to herself, if he was at the doo the would be able to hear her. “Marcel…i-i am sorry…i didnt mean to be rude of mean or…anything…i..i just want you to see how much i-i love you..” she wipes her eyes and tries to not cry “i know it is hard for you…and i am sorry if i made that any more difficult…i dont wnat to make anything difficult for you..as your mate i should be able to take that pain…that worry…those hardships and help…and i feel like i am not doing that…i am not helping…i wonder if you would be happier if i just…left..” she wipes her eyes and lays back down. Her eyes were watery as she lays there. She closes her eyes and thinks about the life that she might have. “Do you think we would have children….i want a child…a girl or boy…they would be beautiful…just like you…god you are handsome..you are..everything a women would want…even if you dont want me…i would still love you…still care for you…still be here for you…i just wish you could see that…but i guess you dont…” she sighs and chuckles at herself. “I..i cant belive that i am talking to myself…god i must be crazy..” she says sfotly. Her eyes were soft as she looked at the ceiling. “I would be happy even if we just share a bed…if you never touched me that would be enough..” she says softly and sadly. She didnt know why she was like this…she jsut wanted to show marcel she was here for him. She clears her thoat and shakes ehr head “ok…stop feeling down…yuo got this…time to sleep then tomorrow i can start anew with marcel…yeah..” she says to herself before curling up and tries to sleep. @OriginalMeta

Marcel stood outside the guest room, listening to Savannah's every word. He could hear the pain in her voice and it broke his heart. He wanted to burst into the room and hold her, tell her that he loved her and that she was enough. But he knew that he couldn't just ignore what had happened with Erza. As he listened to Savannah's inner thoughts, his own thoughts were in turmoil. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to be with Savannah, but there was a part of him that still yearned for Erza. He couldn't deny the chemistry between them, but he also couldn't ignore the fact that Savannah was his mate and that he had made a commitment to her. Marcel took a deep breath and stepped away from the door. He needed to give Savannah space and time to process everything. He couldn't force her to forgive him, but he could show her that he was willing to do whatever it takes to make things right. As he walked down the hallway, Marcel's mind was filled with conflicting emotions. He loved Savannah with all his heart, but he couldn't deny the pull he felt towards Erza. He knew that he needed to make a decision, but he didn't know how to choose between the two. Marcel walked into his own room and sat on the edge of the bed. He buried his face in his hands and let out a deep sigh. He didn't know what to do, but he knew that he needed to figure it out soon. He couldn't keep stringing both women along, it wasn't fair to either of them. Marcel's mind was racing, but he knew that he needed to calm down and think things through. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. He needed to figure out what he really wanted, and he needed to do it soon. @Blue Beetle

Savannah would falls alseep and sleep though the rest of the night. Once the sun was up she goes up and made the bed before moving softly down to the kitchen. She smiled at the maid that was in there and they both would start to make a full spread of food. Savannah tries to not think about the last night ro anything and just tries to make a good breakfast. She hums lightly as they had waffles, pancakes, toast, eggs, and bacon. Everything was starting to smell really good. The maid moves to set the table and Savannah just gets lost in her head. She bites her lip as she thinks about what she would do today..she had the meeting to get a tour around the territory today but should she do that…or should she wait..her head was starting to hurt. The women sighs before finishing up and starts to make some coffee. The house was starting to smell like food and just…life. Savannah decided to turn on some music and she was dancing to it slightly as she cooked and prepared everything. She got all the food onto the table and was just finishing up the last little bit. She was still wearing her night clothes and her hair was pulled up. She was humming softly as she prepares everything. She wanted marcel to be happy and see that she wanted things to work. She would push back her own feelings to make sure that he was happy. If he needed to eat then she would feed him, if he needed to sleep she would make sure the bed was clean. She wanted to show him that she cared. Even if she had to push her own happiness away…she would do that. She would give up everything for him. She didnt know if he knew that but she would try and show that. Breakfast is one step in the right direction. She would ge tip every morning if it meant he could see how much she wanted this to work. How much she wanted him to see her as his mate…to accept her. She hums softly as she looks at a calendar.

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. She would need to talk to the pack doctor..her heat was coming up soon..she would need to stay away from Marcel. She didnt want him to be affected by her scent during that time. Maybe they had a place she could stay…he wouldn’t want to help with her heat..that isnt something a alpha should concern himself with @OriginalMeta

Marcel heard every word Savannah had said to herself last night from the hallway outside the door. He was torn between feeling touched by her words and frustrated with himself for causing her so much pain. He wanted to go in there and hold her, to tell her that he did love her and that he appreciated all the effort she was putting in to make things work between them. But he was too stubborn, too scared to let his guard down and admit his feelings. As he laid in bed, unable to sleep, he couldn't help but think about all the things Savannah had said. He wished he could be the mate she deserved, the one who could give her everything she wanted. He wished he could take away all her pain and worry, to make her feel safe and loved. But he couldn't, not when he was so afraid of his own feelings. He wanted to tell her that he did want her, that he needed her, but the words wouldn't come out. He was afraid that if he said them out loud, he would be admitting his weakness. That he would be giving up his control over his own life. But he couldn't keep denying the truth forever. As he got up and got dressed, he made a decision. He was going to go down to breakfast and face Savannah. He was going to tell her how he felt, to apologize for being so closed off. He was going to take a chance, to risk his heart for the sake of love. But as he walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, he froze. He saw Savannah standing there, wearing her night clothes and cooking breakfast for him. He saw the effort she had put into making everything perfect, and he felt ashamed. He had been so blind, so focused on his own fears, that he had forgotten how much she cared for him. As he sat down at the table and started to eat, he couldn't help but feel grateful. Grateful for Savannah, for her love and devotion, for everything she was doing to make things work between them. And he knew that he had to make things right, to show her that he was willing to take a chance, to risk everything for the

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sake of love. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and smiles softly before moving to sit next to him. She takes a breathe before starting to eat slowly. She would just sit there eating and trying to get up the courage to speak. She finally did as she says “good morning…i..i want to say sorry about last night…i over reacted and…that wont happen again…” she smiles at him as she takes a bite of her waffle. She sat with her legs lightly crossed as she ate. The food was good and tasted like a mother had made it. “I hope you like everything….the waffles are how my mother makes it…she likes to add blueberries into them but i didnt know if you liked blueberries or..not..” she says softly as she looks down. She eats alittle bit more before saying “um..also today is the day that i will be going to get a tour..so..i will be gone for about a hour or so…if you need anything from me before i leave just let me know..” she says sfotly as she before moving to grab some more creamer. She would bring the creamer back and then looks at him. “Are..are you ok?” She says softly as she looks at him. She was noticing the change in him. “Marcel..” she says softly and takes his hand “i..i am sorry if i overstepped with this…i..i dont have to do this anymore…i am sorry…if i knew you didnt like me cooking I wouldn’t..” she was getting worried that she was the issue. That she had overstepped. She used his food…his kitchen. Her hand was shaking softly as she moves her hand away. “i am sorry” she whispers softly and looks down. She felt sick. She stands and starts to clean as she had messed up. She wanted to show him she cared and she did the opposite..she shouldnt have done this..she runs the water and starts to move to clean the pans and dishes she was using to cook. She wanted to make sure that she would not leave in anything dirty or anything like that.

Savannah was hiding in the kitchen, her head was down and her face hidden. She would clean the dishes then get dressed and leave the house so she wasnt in the way. @OriginalMeta

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Marcel looks at Savannah as she sits next to him and starts to eat. He takes a few bites of his own food, but his mind was still on what happened the previous night. He listens to her apology and nods slightly. "It's okay, Savannah. I understand that you were upset, and I'm sorry for what I said." He takes another bite of his food before continuing. "And yes, the food is good. Your mother's recipe is delicious." He listens to her plans for the day and nods again. "Alright, have a good tour." As she takes his hand and expresses her concern, he looks at her and gives her a reassuring smile. "It's not you, Savannah. I appreciate what you did for me. It's just that sometimes, it's hard for me to accept help from others." He watches as she starts to clean up and stands up to help her. "Let me help you with that." As they clean up together, Marcel continues to speak. "Savannah, I want you to know that I appreciate what you're doing. You're trying to make this work, and I see that. I want to make this work too, but we need to communicate better. We can't just ignore our problems and pretend like they don't exist." He looks at her and takes her hand. "We need to be honest with each other and work together to overcome any obstacles that come our way." He squeezes her hand before letting go and continues to help her clean up. He wanted her to know that he cared for her and that he was willing to put in the effort to make their relationship work. He was grateful for her presence in his life, and he didn't want to lose her. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and smiles. She felt a lot better. “Ok..we will work together..” she smiles and cleans up. Once they were done Savannah smiles before taking his hand and kissing it softly. “I am going to get ready then head out..” she smiles before walking to the bed room and getting ready. She just get dressed in a simple outfit. It was some black leggings and a tshirt. She hums and pulls up her hair. She hums lightly as she comes down the stairs and then heads out to the meeting spot of the meeting. Savannah smiles and waves at the other members as she walked outside. Children runs around and giggles. She would smile at the children. She sighs and tries to not think about if she would have children. She gets to the spot and hums lightly as she waits for erza. Ezra would walk up adn the women would move around the pack territory and they seemed to be getting along. Savannah looks at everything and just takes in everything

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@OriginalMeta

Marcel watches Savannah as she smiles and cleans up. Her gesture of kissing his hand warms his heart, and he smiles back at her. "Take your time, Savannah. Have a good tour." He watches her as she walks to the bedroom to get ready, feeling a sense of relief that their conversation went well. As Savannah leaves the house, Marcel can't help but feel a mix of emotions. Part of him is glad that she's taking the initiative to explore the pack territory and get to know the members. But another part of him feels a pang of jealousy and insecurity at the thought of her spending time with Erza. He tries to push those feelings aside and trust in Savannah's intentions. He walks over to the window and watches her from a distance, hidden by the curtains. The sight of her interacting with the children and exploring the territory brings a smile to his face. He admires her strength and independence, and he realizes how much he cherishes her presence in his life. But as he continues to watch, a familiar scent catches his attention. It's Erza. His heart skips a beat, and he clenches his fists, feeling conflicted. He debates whether to confront Erza or to trust Savannah and let her handle the situation. However, his wolf urges him to follow his instincts and protect his mate. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks around and hums slightly and she and erza walk. Erza looks at Savannah and says “hey there is something i want to show you. There is a spring around here in the woods and it might be a good spot to do a date or something!” Savannah nods “i would love to see it.” The two women moves into the woods and disappear from sight. They were gone for only a few minutes before erza would come out without Savannah. Savannah was left in the woods. Erza wips off her clothes before running to the gaurds. She yells “HELP HELP! we were attacked and i lost savvanH! I lost the Luna!” She looks at the gaurds and one starts to gather up the other guards and one runs to marcel. “ALPHA! Luna and Ezra were attacked. Erza got back but we are going to look for the Luna.” He says. The other gaurd and erza start to move to the woods. The woods around the pack house were thick. Savannah whimpers as she looks around her. She didnt know what she did wrong…she trust erza..she…she trusted her. Savannah and erza entered the forest and were walking toward the spring but suddenly erza says for Savannah to look at something then she was tumbling down a hill and her ankle hurt. She was knocked out for she didnt know how long. Savannah rubs her head before sitting up and looking down at her ankle. She whimpers and sees the bear trap. The teeth are in her ankle. She whimpers and looks around. She wouldn’t be able to get up and walk…she had to wait…she whimpers and calls out “HELLO! I AM HERE!” Savannah didnt know if anyone could here her…she wanted marcel…she wanted his arms around her..she whimpers as she moves her hands down and tries to pull off the bear trap but she just cries out. “Fuck….marcel…please find me..” @OriginalMeta

Marcel's heart raced as the guard burst into the room, his words sending a jolt of panic through the Alpha's veins. Without hesitation, Marcel's instincts kicked in, his alpha wolf taking control. He swiftly stood up, his muscles tensing as he prepared to face any threat that dared to harm his Luna. Marcel followed the guard, his mind racing with worry for Savannah. The thought of her being attacked and lost in the woods fueled his determination to find her. As he ran, his senses heightened, picking up on the slightest sounds and scents in the surrounding forest. When Marcel arrived at the edge of the woods, he surveyed the area with sharp eyes. He caught sight of Erza and the other guard, their urgency evident as they prepared to search for Savannah. Marcel's gaze narrowed, suspicion creeping into his mind. But now was not the time for confrontation. Finding Savannah was his priority. With a nod to the guard, Marcel surged forward, his powerful legs carrying him swiftly through the dense foliage. His senses sharpened, picking up the faint sound of a whimper in the distance. Following the sound, he soon came upon a clearing, and there she was—his beautiful Savannah, trapped in a bear trap, her ankle caught between its merciless jaws. Marcel's heart twisted with a mix of anguish and fury as he rushed to Savannah's side. Dropping to his knees, he gathered her into his arms, holding her tightly, shielding her from any further harm. His voice trembled with a mixture of worry and relief as he whispered, "Savannah, my love, I'm here. I found you." He gently examined her ankle, his fingers tracing the metal teeth of the bear trap. Anger burned within him, but he suppressed it for now, focusing on freeing her. With careful precision, he worked to release the trap, his strength aiding him as he pried it open. Savannah cried out in pain, and his heart shattered at her suffering. Once the trap was removed, Marcel cradled her close, pressing kisses to her forehead as tear

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s welled in his eyes. "I'm so sorry, my love. I failed to protect you," he murmured, his voice thick with guilt. "But I'm here now. I won't let anyone harm you again. I love you, Savannah, and I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe." Tears streamed down his face as he held her, his arms a stronghold of love and protection. He knew the danger wasn't over, that there were questions to be answered, but in that moment, all that mattered was comforting Savannah, ensuring her well-being. "I'm going to carry you back to the pack house," he whispered, his voice filled with determination. "I'll take care of you, heal your wounds, and we'll face whatever comes together. You're my mate, my Luna, and nothing will ever tear us apart again." With those words, he lifted her gently into his arms, his wolf's strength allowing him to carry her effortlessly. Marcel emerged from the woods, the weight of the world on his shoulders, but a fierce resolve burning in his eyes. His focus was clear—to protect his mate, to confront the threats that loomed, and to ensure that Savannah knew she was cherished, loved, and safe within his embrace. @Blue Beetle

Savannah whimpers and looks around. She heard them. Her wolf calls out to her mate. She cries out for marcel. She looks up and sees him. Tears roll down her face. She reaches out for him and cries softly as he takes her in his arms. She whimpers at the slight movement but doesnt let go. “I-i am sorry…i-i..” she looks at him and whimpers as he touches the bear trap. She looks at him as he carefully pulls the trap off. She cries out in pain. She curls into his arms again. She doesn’t want to let go ever. She looks at him and her eyes widen. She takes his face and kisses his cheeks and the tears. She didnt want him to cry. “Dont cry..dont cry baby…dont…you didnt fail me…you didnt..i promise..” she was trying to reassure him. She kisses him softly as she says “i love you..” she says softly. She looks at him as she holds onto him. Her ankle was bleeding lightly as she looks at him. “Ok..we will face it together…but right now..i would love to have some painkillers..” she giggles softly as she curls up. She leans into him and sighs “i am sorry love…i shouldnt have made you worry…i am sorry love..” she says sfotly she doesnt want to worry him or make him cry. She reaches up and wipes his tears. “You are a strong alpha…you are my strong alpha..” she says softly. She looks at the gaurd and then to erza. Her body tenses as she looks away. She whimpers but bites her lip. She had to be strong. She holds her head high as she looks a t erza not letting her scare her. Ezra looked like she saw a ghost as she bows her head “i am glad you are ok Luna…” her body was tense and uneasy

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@OriginalMeta

Marcel held Savannah tightly, his love for her pouring out through his touch. He cherished her reassurances, feeling a glimmer of comfort in her words. His tears slowly subsided as he listened to her, finding solace in her presence. Gently, Marcel brushed his thumb over her cheek, his touch tender and filled with adoration. "I love you too, Savannah," he whispered, his voice filled with a mixture of relief and determination. He kissed her forehead, promising to protect her with every fiber of his being. His attention shifted to her injured ankle, his concern evident in his eyes. "Of course, my love. I'll get you some painkillers right away," he assured her, his voice laced with a sense of urgency. He wanted nothing more than to ease her pain and bring her comfort. As Savannah leaned into him, Marcel held her closer, providing a safe haven within his embrace. He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head, his heart swelling with love for this resilient and strong woman. "You have nothing to apologize for, my Luna. It's not your fault," he murmured, his voice filled with conviction. "We'll overcome this together, side by side." Marcel's gaze hardened as he glanced at Erza, his grip on Savannah tightening protectively. He saw the tension in Savannah's body and understood her unease. His alpha instincts flared, recognizing a potential threat. However, he remained composed, his eyes fixed on Erza. "We'll address this later," he stated firmly, his voice carrying the weight of his authority. "For now, we need to focus on Savannah's well-being." He turned his attention back to Savannah, his touch gentle as he caressed her cheek. "You're safe now, my love. I won't let anything harm you. We'll handle the rest together, as a united front." With the guard's assistance, Marcel began carrying Savannah back towards the pack house, his steps sure and steady. As they made their way, he whispered words of comfort and love, reassuring her that she was not alone. Marcel's dete

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rmination burned within him, his alpha nature emerging in full force. He vowed to protect Savannah, to confront the challenges that lay ahead, and to ensure the safety and happiness of their pack. Together, they would face whatever came their way, their bond unbreakable, their love unwavering. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at Marcel and her omega calmed. She hugs Marcel and kisses his cheeks “shh..relax alpha..” she didn’t want anyone else to get hurt. She looks at Ezra and her eyes harden “let’s go alpha..” she says softly as she looks at him. She held onto him and sighs softly. She was safe. She was safe and he was safe. She could feel his feelings. His determination. His love. She sighs softly and her body relaxes in his arms. “Thank you my alpha..” she says softly as they walk back to their home. She looks at Marcel and smiles softly. The guards had gotten medical attention at the home ready for the Luna. A docotr bows to the two. “Please sit her on the couch I can look at her there..” he says softly. The man was older and had grey hairs. Savannah looks at the male and nods. Savannah woild sits and looks at her ankle. It looked bad. The docotr looks at the ankle and rest it on a pillow. “I believe that your ankle is broken..I will clean the area then we will set the foot and wrap it ok?” Savannah nods. “Ok..” she holds marcels hand “marcel can you hold me while he clean it..” she didn’t want the pain. The doctor would wait till they have gave him the go ahead. Savannah’s ankle was bloody due to the teeth. Luckily the teeth didn’t break her bones into a million peices. Savannah reaches out of Marcel. @OriginalMeta

Marcel held Savannah tightly as they made their way back to their home, his protective instincts guiding his every move. He couldn't help but feel a sense of relief knowing that she was safe in his arms. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head, grateful for her calming presence. Upon their arrival, the guards had prepared the medical area for Savannah's treatment. Marcel guided her to the couch, supporting her gently as she sat down. His gaze remained fixed on her, filled with concern and love. The doctor, an experienced and seasoned professional, approached them with a gentle demeanor. He understood the seriousness of the situation and approached with care. "Please rest your ankle on this pillow, Luna," he instructed, his voice calm and reassuring. Savannah nodded, her hand still holding onto Marcel's for comfort. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with trust. "Marcel, can you hold me while the doctor cleans the area?" she requested, her voice soft and vulnerable. She sought his strength and presence as a source of solace in the face of the impending pain. Marcel nodded without hesitation, his grip on her hand tightening slightly. He positioned himself behind her, wrapping his arms around her securely. He provided the support she needed, his presence offering both physical and emotional stability. The doctor waited for their readiness before proceeding. With gentle precision, he began cleaning the bloody wound, ensuring that the area was prepared for the next steps. Throughout the process, Marcel held Savannah close, his touch and embrace providing a sense of security and reassurance. Once the cleaning was complete, the doctor informed them of the next course of action. "I believe your ankle is broken, Luna. We will now proceed to set the bone and wrap it," he explained, his tone professional yet empathetic. He prepared the necessary materials, ready to proceed with the treatment. @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at marcel and leans into him. She turns her head inot marcel. She would hiss in pain as the doctor would clean and prep her foot. Savannah just whimpers as she looks at marcel. Her eyes were wide and filled with love and affection. She would watche the doctor has he takes her foot and look at Savannah. “Ok..ready?” He says softly. She nods and grips marcels hand as she braces herself. She doctor would take a breath before moving her foot. Savannah whimpers and yelps at the pain. She hides her face in her hands as she whimper trying to not move but she was starting to cry from the pain. The doctor gulps and quickly goes to work wrapping and making sure her foot is taken care off. Savannah bites her lip so hard it was starting to bleed. She hiwmper and cries softly. The doctor finishes up before grabbing some injectionable painkiller. “Ok..i will give you some of this..for right now. Then i will give a pill for painkillers that you will take while your foot heals..” he sticks the needle into her leg and sighs “that is all i am able to do now..you will need to keep off of the foot while it heals. I will have someone bring a set of crutches and a wheelchair for you.” Savannah wipes her eyes and nods softly “ok..thank you..” she say softly as she tries to calm her breathing.

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Marcel held Savannah tightly throughout the procedure, his heart aching at the sight of her in pain. He whispered soothing words and caressed her back, offering comfort in any way he could. He felt a mix of anger and frustration at the situation, but he pushed those emotions aside, focusing on supporting Savannah through her pain. As the doctor worked on her foot, Savannah's whimpers and cries tugged at Marcel's heartstrings. He held her hands tightly, his touch conveying his love and support. His eyes never wavered from her, filled with concern and tenderness. When the doctor finished wrapping her foot, he explained the next steps for managing the pain and ensuring proper healing. Marcel listened intently, his attention focused solely on Savannah's well-being. Marcel pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, his touch tender and loving. "I'll always be by your side, Savannah," he whispered, his voice filled with devotion. "We'll get through this together, and I'll make sure you have everything you need for a comfortable recovery." He glanced at the doctor. "Please arrange for the crutches and wheelchair as soon as possible," Marcel requested, his tone firm yet polite. He wanted to ensure that Savannah had the necessary support and mobility during her healing process. The doctor nodded, understanding the urgency. "Of course, Alpha. I'll have them delivered to your home promptly," he assured them before taking his leave. Marcel held Savannah close, his arms enveloping her in a protective embrace. "Rest now, my Luna," he murmured, his voice laced with affection. "I'll take care of everything, and we'll make sure you recover swiftly." @Blue Beetle

Savannah just leans into Marcel she hums lightly as she lays in his arms “Marcel…what do we do about Ezra…” she didn’t want to talk about it. She didn’t want to get anyone in trouble but she pushed her. She pushed her into that trap hoping no one would find her. She hides her face into Marcel neck and whimpers “n-nevermind…we don’t..” she just whimpers. She held onto Marcel as if he would disappear right infront of her. Savannah does looks at Marcel and hold his face with her hands as she looks at him. “Don’t cry anymore ok…I don’t like it when you are upset..” she says softly before leaning up and kissing his cheeks. “I am sorry…I..I made you cry..I..I never want..” Savannah starts to whimper as tears roll out her eyes. She was breaking. She sobs into Marcel. She hated that she made him cry. That she might made him think he was weak. He wasn’t. He was so strong. Stronger than she was

3:55 AM

@OriginalMeta

Marcel held Savannah tightly, his heart aching at her words and her tears. He understood her pain and guilt, and he couldn't bear to see her blaming herself. He caressed her back soothingly, his touch gentle and comforting. "Savannah, listen to me," Marcel said, his voice filled with tenderness. "You didn't make me cry because you think I'm weak. I cry because I love you so deeply, and seeing you hurt breaks my heart. It's not a sign of weakness, but rather a reflection of the depth of my emotions for you." He held her face in his hands, his thumbs gently wiping away her tears. "You have nothing to apologize for, my love. You didn't push Ezra into that trap. She made her own choices, and her actions will have consequences. But right now, our focus is on your recovery and well-being." Marcel leaned down and kissed Savannah's forehead, his lips lingering there with warmth and reassurance. "We will handle the situation with Ezra together, but for now, I want you to rest. I'll protect you, and we'll make sure justice is served. Your safety and happiness are my priority, always." @Blue Beetle

Savannah nods and hugs him. “You aren’t weak..you are strong. So strong..stronger than me…” she says softly. She curls up and whimpers at her movement. She just want to be help. She doesn’t want anything else. Just him. She wants just him. She nods as he speaks to scared that her voice would break. She just holds onto him as she cries lightly. “Marcel…god I love you..” she says softly as she leans up and kisses him on the lips. She pulls away and smile softly “thank you for being you..for protecting me…for being my alpha..” she says. Her eyes golden as her wolf comes foward. She curls up in his arms and sighs. would they be ok now…would they be closer…would… she shakes her head and whines at herself. She couldn’t think about that. She needed just to focus on him and her. That was all.

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@OriginalMeta

Marcel held Savannah gently, his touch tender and comforting. He listened to her words, his heart swelling with love and gratitude. He knew she saw his strength, even in his moments of vulnerability, and it meant the world to him. "You don't have to compare yourself to me, Savannah," Marcel said softly. "Strength comes in many forms, and we each have our own battles to face. You're incredibly strong, both as a woman and as my mate. Your resilience and love are what give me strength." He caressed her hair lovingly, his touch filled with adoration. "I love you too, Savannah, more than words can express. You are my world, my Luna, and protecting you is my purpose. Together, we'll overcome any obstacles that come our way." Marcel held her tightly, his presence a source of comfort and safety. He could feel her wolf's presence, their connection deepening with each passing moment. They were bound together, soulmates in the truest sense. As they lay there, Savannah's golden eyes meeting his, Marcel felt a renewed sense of determination. They would face whatever challenges came their way, standing united, their love as their guiding light. "We will be okay, Savannah," Marcel whispered, his voice filled with conviction. "Our love will see us through, and we'll emerge stronger than ever. We'll face every challenge together, hand in hand, heart to heart." They remained wrapped in each other's embrace, finding solace in their love and the unbreakable bond they shared. In that moment, their worries and fears faded into the background, replaced by a profound sense of love and belonging. @Blue Beetle

Savannah smiles and curls u more. She was feeling tired due to the medication. She closes her eyes and would fall alseep very quickly. She snores lightly and doesn’t move very much. Her foot was wrapped and some of the bandages where bleeding slightly. She would stay alseep but some time later she would whimeors softly “no…no…not..don’t leave me..” she says softly. She would wake up and whimpers hiding her face. Her breathes was harsh as she tries to not think about the nightmare.. She wipes her eyes softly before sitting up and yawning “wha..Marcel…” she kisses his cheek and smiles “are you hungry…”

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@OriginalMeta

Marcel watches over Savannah as she falls asleep, his gaze filled with tenderness. He stays by her side, ensuring her comfort and safety. When she murmurs in her sleep, distressed by a nightmare, he gently brushes his fingers against her cheek, seeking to soothe her. "It's alright, Savannah," he whispers softly. "I'm here. You're safe." As she wakes up, still in the embrace of his arms, he smiles warmly at her. Her presence brings him a sense of peace and joy, and he feels a surge of protectiveness towards her. "Good morning, my love," Marcel replies, his voice filled with affection. "I'm glad to see you awake. And yes, I am hungry. How about I have the staff make you whatever you're in the mood for? You deserve a delicious meal after what you've been through." @Blue Beetle

Savannah smiles and nuzzles into marcel. “I can cook…jsut need to have the crutches..” she says softly. She tries to sit up and moves away from marcel but she whimpers at her foot. She looks at marcel and says “can you take me to the kitchen…i can cook i promise..” she says softly. She looks at him and kisses his cheek. ‘I want to cook for you…i can do it..” she knew she couldn’t. She knew she wouldn’t be able to walk a lot. She looks at her foot and closes her eyes. She hated being hurt and not being able to do things for her or for marcel. She looks at marcel and sighs softly “just some grilled cheese…i like those..” she says softly. She leans back into marcel and bites her lip. “Can we talk about something…m…my heat…is coming up..” she blushes and hides her face. “I understand if you want me to leave….it just last a week…i.,.i can go stay somewhere..”

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@OriginalMeta

Marcel listens attentively to Savannah's request, his concern evident in his eyes as she mentions cooking and wanting to move around despite her injured foot. He gently places a hand on her shoulder, offering reassurance. "Darling, I appreciate your willingness to cook, but right now, let's focus on your recovery," Marcel says, his voice filled with a mixture of care and concern. "The staff can prepare something for us, and I'll make sure it's delicious. Your well-being is my priority." He caresses her cheek with his thumb, his touch gentle and loving. However, when Savannah brings up the topic of her upcoming heat, Marcel's expression shifts, and a mix of nervousness and desire flickers in his eyes. He takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "Savannah, your heat... It's a powerful and instinctual time for both of us," Marcel admits, his voice slightly unsteady. "As an Alpha, it's going to be challenging for me to resist your pheromones, and I won't lie, the temptation will be incredibly strong. But... I never want you to feel like you have to leave or hide from me." He takes her hand in his, his grip firm yet tender. "I want to be there for you, Savannah. We'll find a way to navigate through it together. If you're comfortable staying here with me, we'll take the necessary precautions to ensure both our safety and maintain control over our desires. It won't be easy, but our bond is stronger than any instinct. We'll support each other." Marcel gazes into her eyes, his love and devotion unwavering. He understands the challenges that lie ahead, but his commitment to their relationship remains steadfast. He wants to be the Alpha that Savannah can trust, even in the midst of such powerful biological urges. "You're not alone in this, Savannah," he whispers softly. "We'll face it together, just like we've faced everything else. I love you, and I'm here for you, always." @Blue Beetle

Savannah leans into him. He was right. They could do anything. “I…I don’t want to leave…my heats before…I…it was scary…I was unmarked…I..so many alphas would stare…” her voice was wobbly and weak. Her hears before this had been painful. She would cry as she was hot and needy but didn’t have anyway to help. Alphas that were in her pack would wait and watch for her. She could smell them. Her omega wanted relief but she never gave in. She looks at him and leans into his touch. She nods and looks away. “I love you…I…just don’t want you to…” her eyes widen as she thinks back to their first night. “I don’t want what happened the first night to happen again..” she whispers. She would have to stay in a different room. She would whine but it was better than putting Marcel in that position. She was hiding from him. Her body curled up as she felt sick. She felt…alone. She didn’t like it. She didn’t want it. “Marcel I..I can stay in a different room..that way you won’t have to be put in that situation. I..I hurt you that time..I won’t do that again..if..if I have to be collared in a cellar I will.” She looks at him with tears in her eyes. She still hated what she and her omega did. She hated that night. She hated what I did to them. She hated…herself. She looks down and lays her head into him. “Please…just…don’t be mad..” she mumbles to herself

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@OriginalMeta

Marcel's heart aches as he sees the distress in Savannah's eyes and hears the pain in her voice. He cups her face gently, lifting her chin to meet his gaze. "Savannah, my love, I could never be mad at you," Marcel says, his voice filled with tenderness and understanding. "What happened that first night was not your fault. It was a combination of our intense connection and the overpowering pull of your heat. We both lost control, and I bear as much responsibility as you do." He brushes away a tear from her cheek, his touch soothing. "But we've learned from that experience. We've grown stronger together, and I know we can find a way to navigate through your heat without losing ourselves to instinct." Marcel takes a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. "I don't want you to feel like you have to hide away from me in a different room or be confined like that," he says gently. "We'll take precautions, strengthen our boundaries, and have open communication. I'll do everything in my power to support you and keep both of us in control." He caresses her hair, his voice filled with unwavering determination. "We'll find a way, Savannah. Perhaps we can create a safe space for you during your heat, a space where we can be close without giving in to our desires completely. We can explore alternative methods to satisfy your needs while maintaining our self-control." Marcel's eyes are filled with love and sincerity as he gazes at her. "Please trust me, Savannah. Trust that our love is stronger than the primal urges. We'll face this challenge together, and we'll come out stronger on the other side. I'm here for you, always, and I'll do whatever it takes to ensure your comfort and safety." He leans in and softly kisses her forehead, holding her close. "You are not alone in this, my love. We'll find our way, step by step, guided by our love for each other." @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and leans into his touch. She nods softly just listening to him. She knew he was telling the truth. She purrs softly and looks at him. Her eyes lightly up alittl when he says about maybe having a space for them. She nods and leans into him. “Yes..I like that idea..maybe..some where with blankets..and we can cuddle?” She bites her lip softly. She looked like a child trying to get candy. She nods and says “I trust you. Fully. I..I have since we met.” She leans into him and holds him as well. “You are so so kind..I..I am glad you are my mate..I..am sorry about my behavior..before today..I..I pushed you away. I..I hurt you..” she says softly as she leans into his Mmm and kisses his cheeks. She sits up and smiles at him. “How about food now?”

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@OriginalMeta

Marcel smiles warmly at Savannah's enthusiasm and nods in agreement. "Yes, a cozy space with blankets where we can cuddle sounds perfect. We'll make it comfortable and safe for both of us." He caresses her cheek, his gaze filled with love. "Thank you for trusting me, Savannah. I cherish our bond, and I'll always do my best to protect and care for you." Marcel chuckles softly at her mention of food, realizing they had gotten caught up in their emotions. "Of course, my love. Let's go to the kitchen, and I'll help you prepare those grilled cheese sandwiches you wanted. We'll enjoy a nice meal together." With gentle assistance, Marcel helps Savannah get up and supports her as they make their way to the kitchen. He guides her to a comfortable seat and offers to fetch the ingredients while she rests. @Blue Beetle

She smiles and giggles as she uses him to get up before hopping to the kitchen. She sits in the chair and says “I can help..if you bring the chair to the counter I can cut veggies or..something…” she plays with her fingers. She should be helping. Her heart started to sped up as she tries to calm her mind. She stands on one leg and hobbles to the counter “I can make tomato soup..” she says only really being able to hobble and hop around. She knew she should rest but she wanted to help. She looks at him and smiles. Her heart felt full with Marcel. She felt..happy. So so happy. She hated that she had to get hurt for them to find that they want each other but she is glad that they are able to now at least try. She bites her lip softly as she looks down at her foot. She felt embarrassed. She felt embarrassed, useless, unwanted. She wanted to help. She needed to help as his omega and yet..she couldn’t. She gulps before trying to put weight on her foot and hisses in pain. Tears come to her eyes as she knew that was a bad idea

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@OriginalMeta

Marcel observes Savannah's determination and appreciates her desire to help, but he's also concerned about her well-being. He gently places his hands on her shoulders and speaks softly, "Savannah, my love, I appreciate your willingness to assist, but your health is the most important thing right now. Let me take care of the cooking for today. Your job is to rest and heal." He guides her back to the chair, making sure she's comfortable before returning to the kitchen. Marcel starts preparing the ingredients for the grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup, occasionally glancing back at Savannah with a tender smile. He knows it's difficult for her to sit back and watch, but he wants to ensure she doesn't overexert herself. As the aromas of the food fill the air, Marcel sets the table and brings the dishes over. He places a bowl of steaming tomato soup and a plate of golden grilled cheese sandwiches in front of Savannah. "Here you go, my love. A meal made with love and care," he says, his voice filled with affection. He takes his seat next to her, eager to share the meal together. "Please, enjoy, and remember that your presence alone brings me immense joy. You don't need to do anything more to prove your worth, Savannah. You are cherished just as you are." Throughout the meal, they share stories, laughter, and stolen glances, strengthening their connection. Marcel makes sure to help Savannah with anything she needs, whether it's reaching for a napkin or getting a refill of soup. He wants her to feel supported and loved in every moment. As they finish their meal, Marcel gently takes her hand in his, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Thank you for being here with me, Savannah. I love you, and I'm grateful for the bond we share." @Blue Beetle

Savannah looks at him and sighs softly. She lays her head down on the counter as he cooks. She would just wait before sitting up and taking the food. “Thank you.” She says sfotly before looking at him. She smiles and blushes as they start to eat. She loved being here with him. His laugh was happy and she felt like this could work…no..it would work. They would make it work. She eats her sandwich and ask for more. Her body was hungry and she rubs her eyes softly. She smiles as him and looks as happy as she could be. “Marcel…i..I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else..” she says sfotly as she leans into him. She closes her eyes and takes in his scent. She felt happy. Happier than she had ever thought. Savannah sits up and says “how about we make a space for me for my heat?” She knew it was coming soon and she didnt want to be underprepared. She gets off the seat and uses him to help her walk “do you know if the doctor dropped off the cruches?” She really didnt want to be reliant on him. She wanted to be able to move and do things for herself and for him. Her eyes were relaxed and she didnt seem to have any anxiety or stress.

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@OriginalMeta

@OriginalMeta (just checking in!)

Marcel smiles warmly at Savannah's enthusiasm and nods. "That's a great idea, my love. We can create a comfortable space for you during your heat. I'll have the staff prepare it right away." He gently supports her as they walk together, making sure she doesn't strain her injured foot. Upon reaching the designated area, Marcel finds that the crutches and a wheelchair have been delivered by the pack doctor, along with some pillows and blankets. He arranges them in the corner of the room, creating a cozy and inviting space. "Here it is, Savannah. A safe and comfortable place just for you," he says with a soft smile. "If you need anything while you're here, just call for me or one of the staff, and we'll be right there." He helps her settle down on the cushions and pillows, making sure she's as comfortable as possible. He knows her heat can be challenging, and he wants to make sure she feels supported and cared for throughout the entire time. "I'll be right here whenever you need me," Marcel assures her, gently brushing her hair back from her face. "And remember, there's no need to feel embarrassed or ashamed. We're in this together, and I'll do everything I can to make sure you're safe and comfortable." He places a soft kiss on her forehead before sitting nearby, never too far from her side. Marcel wants Savannah to feel secure and loved during her heat, knowing that their bond would help them navigate any challenges that might arise. @Blue Beetle

Savannah smiles and sits down. She looks at marcel and nods “ok..thank you..” she says softly. She leans into his hand and sighs. She looks up at him with large eyes. Her scent was slowly filling the room as she smiles. She starts to move some blankets around. She whimpers as her body was starting to hurt. She lays on the blankets as she takes a deep breath. She whimpers as her cramps hit her body. She curls up in the blankets. Her breathing was alittle harsh as she looks at marcel. Her scent was filling the room. Her eyes were dilated as she looks at marcel. She wanted be in his arms. She whimpers and moves her hands towards marcel. “M-marcel…” she says sfotly as she makes grabby hands. She wanted him in her nest. Once he was in her nest she hides her face and takes in his scent. He smelled so good… she whimpers as her body was heating up. She wiggles as she was struggling. She hated her heat. She had always been alone…having to be locked up in a room for the duration of her heat. She looks at him and pants softly. “I…i dont,..” she says sfotly as she whimpers. Her hands move to his chest. She was panting and needy. Her scent turns to need

12:10 PM

@OriginalMeta

Marcel immediately senses the change in Savannah's scent, the pheromones from her heat beginning to affect him as an Alpha. He knows how intense and overpowering these instincts can be, and his heart aches for Savannah's struggle. He takes a deep breath, trying to control his own reactions as he gently takes her hand. "I'm here, Savannah. You're not alone," he says, his voice filled with tenderness and concern. He moves closer to her, lying down beside her in the nest of blankets. His arms wrap around her, holding her close as he offers his warmth and comfort. "I won't leave you, I promise," he whispers softly into her ear, his voice steady and soothing. He knows how important it is for her to have him near during this time, and he's determined to be there for her. Marcel strokes her hair gently, trying to ease her discomfort. He can feel her need and desire, but he knows that her well-being and comfort are his priority. His wolf urges him to give in to the primal urges, to claim her and provide relief, but he resists, knowing that he needs to respect her wishes and boundaries. Instead, he continues to hold her, offering her the physical contact she craves without crossing any lines. He murmurs soft words of comfort and love, reassuring her that he's here for her, that she's safe, and that he won't let anything harm her. As Savannah's heat intensifies, he knows it will be a challenging time for both of them, but he's determined to support her through it. He won't allow her to be alone and afraid like she had been in the past. They are mates, and he'll do whatever it takes to make her feel cherished and loved during this vulnerable time. Marcel stays with her throughout the duration of her heat, providing comfort, affection, and companionship. He does everything he can to ensure she feels safe and cared for, knowing that their bond will only grow stronger through this experience. @Blue Beetle

She whimpers softly as she hides into him. She paints softly and groans. The pain was…unbearable. “M-Marcel..” she whimpers. She looks at him and moves her hands down to his pants. She would start to undo thne. Her eyes folders and full. She nuzzles into him and moans softly as she takes his member out and tastes it. Her eyes roll back as she licks and takes him into her mouth. “I..I want you..” she says as she moves her hand up and down and licks from the base to the top. She moves her pants down to touch herself as she continues to taste him. L”please Marcel..please..” she was aching. She whimpers as her hands move up and down his length. She wanted him. She starts to move foward and grind against him. Her moans were soft and breathy as she pants and moans. She was lost in her heat

7:15 AM

@OriginalMeta

Marcel felt an overwhelming desire as Savannah's heat consumed both of them. He could feel her need, and it stirred a primal urge within him. Her scent was intoxicating, and he found it hard to resist her advances. As she touched him, he groaned softly, his body responding to her touch. "Savannah," he breathed, his voice laced with desire and concern. "Are you sure about this? Your heat is making us both lose control, and I don't want to take advantage of you." He was torn between his instinct to protect her and his own longing for her. But he also knew that her heat was a natural part of their bond as mates. He wanted to be there for her, to fulfill her needs, but he didn't want her to feel pressured or regretful afterward. "If you're sure about this, then I want you too," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "But I need to know that it's what you truly want, not just the heat influencing you." He kissed her passionately, trying to convey his love and desire for her. He wanted to give her pleasure and comfort, to be the one she turned to in her time of need. But he also wanted to make sure she was comfortable and consenting. "Let's take it slow," he said softly, caressing her cheek. "I want you to be sure, and I want to make you feel good, but only if it's what you desire too. We have all the time in the world, Savannah. We don't need to rush into anything." Marcel held her close, his heart torn between his own desires and his concern for her well-being. He wanted to be her protector and her lover, to fulfill all her needs, but he also wanted to be sure that she was ready and willing. "I'm here for you, no matter what you decide," he murmured, kissing her gently once more. "Just let me know what you want, and I'll be right here with you." @Blue Beetle

she looks at him and nods "please...i..i want you..please marcel.." she grinds against him and whimeprs. her body was so warm. she whimeprs as her hands move to touch her skin. "please..i...i dont..i dont want to be hot anymore..please....i need you..help me.." she leans against him and wimpers. "please...please...i..need you.i need you." she was begging/. her eyes were larger as she begs. she was almost panic. she needed him to touch her..to make her feel better...to stop the heat that she is feeling. she pants softly and nuzzles into his neck. her eyes closing as she grinds against him and kisses his neck. she kisses his neck and moves her hands down his body. she started pulling at his clothes. "these...off..now.." she begs. she pulls at his hsirt for him to get his clothes off

8:14 AM

@OriginalMeta

Marcel's heart ached seeing her in such distress, and he couldn't deny the overwhelming desire he felt for her. He understood how intense her heat was, and he wanted to be there for her, to provide comfort and relief. He knew he had to be careful not to overwhelm her or push her too far, but her begging and need were too much to resist. With a gentle touch, he started to remove his clothes, keeping eye contact with her to gauge her reaction. "Okay, Savannah," he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of concern and desire. "I'll help you, but we'll take it slow, alright? I want to make sure you're comfortable and feel good." As he undressed, he watched her closely, trying to gauge her response to his actions. When he was fully undressed, he gently guided her back onto the bed, making sure she was comfortable. He moved closer to her, feeling her heat radiating from her body. He knew how much she needed him, and he wanted to fulfill her desires. Marcel kissed her softly, letting his hands explore her body gently, trying to bring her pleasure and comfort. He wanted to make her feel good and ease her distress. As he caressed her, he whispered sweet words, assuring her that he was there for her and that he loved her. "You're safe with me, Savannah," he murmured against her skin, his lips trailing down her neck and shoulders. "I'll take care of you. Just relax and let me help you." Marcel wanted to give her the pleasure she craved, but he also wanted her to know that he was there for more than just the physical aspect. He wanted to comfort her emotionally as well, to show her that he was there for her in every way. As their bodies moved together, he tried to be attuned to her needs and desires, making sure to communicate with her through touches and whispers. He wanted to show her that he was completely devoted to her, that she was the one he wanted, especially during her most vulnerable moments. As they found solace and pleasure in each other's arms, he held her c

1:05 PM

lose, whispering sweet nothings and reaffirming his love for her. He knew that this heat was intense, but he also knew that their bond was strong, and he would do everything in his power to make her feel loved and cherished during this time. @Blue Beetle

savannah whimpers softly as she is laid down. she watches him though half lidded eyes. she arches into his touch. her skin was hot and he could feel that. she pulls him close as she moans softly. her eyes closing and her body moving with him. she wanted him. she loved him. she whimpers at the sweet nothings that are whispered into her ears and into her skin. her body moves with him as he moves with her. "marcel.." she moans softly as her body lets him do what he wanted. she loved him. she would do anything for him. she just leans into him as her core thighens around him and she finishes. she whimpers against him. but she wasnt done. she wraps her legs around his hips and pull him closer to her. "i...i want you..." she whimpers softly.

6:35 AM

@OriginalMeta

Marcel's heart raced as he felt the intensity of her desire and need. He moved with her, feeling the heat radiating from her body and the way she responded to his touch. He wanted to give her the pleasure she sought, to ease her distress and fulfill her needs. As she moaned his name, he couldn't help but feel a mix of desire and concern. He wanted to make sure she was comfortable and enjoying this experience, even as her body tightened around him. He held her close, whispering soothing words as he continued to move with her, his movements gentle and attentive. When she pulled him closer, her words sending shivers down his spine, he couldn't resist her any longer. His self-control wavered as he let himself give in to the raw desire that had been building between them. He kissed her passionately, his movements becoming more urgent as he met her need with his own. He held onto her tightly, moving with a combination of tenderness and intensity. He wanted her to feel his love and devotion in every touch, every caress. He wanted to show her that he was there for her, that he understood her needs, both physical and emotional. As their bodies moved together, he whispered her name like a prayer, his own release approaching. He kissed her deeply, pouring all his feelings into the kiss, hoping she could feel the depth of his emotions. He wanted this connection to be about more than just the physical act – he wanted it to be a reaffirmation of their bond, a way of showing her that he was there for her, no matter what. After they found release together, he held her close, his heart pounding against hers. He kissed her forehead gently, his fingers stroking her skin softly. "Savannah," he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness and love. "I'm here for you. Always." @Blue Beetle

she held onto him as he took her. her eyes roll back as she whimpers and moans. she claws his back as she reaches her relases more than once. she wanted his realses. she would match his rythem. her body clamping down on him as they move together. their pants and moans for each other fill her with so much joy. she loved this. she loved him. she cries out once again as he finds his relase. she was panting softly. her eyes closed as she calms her breathing. Savannah looks at him and leans into his touch. "i-i love you..." she says. her breathing was calmer but her eyes were fluttering closed. she wanted to rest..her body was tired. she would slip into sleep as he held her. her body was warm as she laid in his hands. she whimpers and tries to get comfortable

5:49 AM

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