Tangled Hearts - The Alpha's Baby Mama
Chapter 132: Will I die?

Chapter 132: Will I die?

Noah POV

Brooke came towards me trembling, fluttering over me anxiously.

"Are you hurt? Did he get you? Should I get the pack doctor? Somebody fetches the doctor,".

Her frantic concern washed over me like a balm as it dawned on me that the gravity of what she’d done for me... for all of us, truly sank in. By Lycan law, killing another Lycan carries the heaviest punishment – unless adjudicated in rightful combat or trial. Worst still, Brooke was the daughter of a Pack Elder and she had just taken justice into her hands.

I pulled her into a fierce embrace, burying my face in her soft curls as a longing tremor ran through me. "You reckless, brave woman," I murmured hoarsely "What have you done? Why did you interfere? "

Brooke clung to me tightly, her lips brushing my ear "I did what was necessary to protect you. to protect us all," She drew back just enough to meet my gaze, her eyes burned with conviction as they bored into mine "I don’t regret it, Noa. Not for an instant. If I had another chance to protect you again, I will do it over and over and again,".

Something primal and possessive flared to life in my chest at her words. All my life, I don’t think any woman has protected me as much as this woman in front of me. For the first time, I noticed Brooke... cupping her face in my palms, I crushed my mouth against hers in a searing, desperate kiss. Brooke melted into me, with a soft whimper as she opened up to me and at that moment, Noah forgot about everyone in the hall with us. I forgot about Conrad’s swiftly cooling corpse on the floor.

All that existed to me in that moment, was this beautiful woman who had willingly risked everything for me. Our lips tangled with each other for the longest time until the need for air forced us apart. We separated from each other panting harshly. While I pressed my brow to hers, struggling to collect myself a few pointed coughs echoed behind me. Right... we had an audience.

My eyes caught two figures standing at the doorway. It was Kurtis and Lucius, they stood watching us expressionlessly. I could see hatred flicker through Lucius’ gaze but I care less. For the first time, I wanted to just be in the moment. The memories of Selene were behind me now.

Turning my eyes away from him, I straightened, keeping one arm firmly around Brooke’s waist as I faced the rest of the Kings. "This has been an eventful day for all of us," I stated gruffly, aiming for an air of composed authority despite my dishevelled state. "I suggest we retire to our quarters and... process what has transpired here. Then we will reconvene tomorrow and talk about everything that has happened here,".

"How about that?" One of the Kings pointed to Conrad’s body which had transformed into his wolf form sitting in a pool of blood.

"Oh!" my gaze went again to Kurtis and without thinking I beckoned on him to come. At first, I sensed reluctance but he eventually came. "Have some Deltas take his body to the Pack Morgue. Ask them to preserve his body for tomorrow’s meeting. Thank you,".

Kurtis nodded and left immediately to do what I told him. Without waiting for acknowledgement from the rest, I moved towards the door, with Brooke still on my sleeve. My wolf was prowling underneath me... I knew what it wanted... and until I satisfied it, it wouldn’t rest. As I passed by Lucius still at the door staring at me with pure, open hatred, I ignored him.

He could judge all he liked, none of that mattered to me now. I felt I had just been reborn. When Conrad had said that the bullets were made with wolfsbane, I had doubted, thinking it was just a ploy to scare us. If I had not seen things for myself, I could have doubted. The bullet was not only laced heavily with Wolfsbane but also with silver and because Conrad had not been indoctrinated fully as a Lycan King... he died immediately.

It would have wounded me no doubt but my death would be slow and painful and there was no cure for wolfsbane in its processed form. When we left the hall, immediately, I swept Brooke into my arms carrying her bridal style as we headed to my bedroom. She had her face tucked against the curve of my neck and my neck purred with delight feeling the warm puffs of her breath fanning my skin.

When we arrived at my bedroom, I set her gently on the bed and knelt beside her. There was a small part of me that kept flashing Selene’s face in my mind’s eyes but I kept pushing it aside. I wanted to live in this moment. I didn’t want to think...just feel. I deserved that much.

"Do you want anything?" I asked taking in her flushed, radiant features like a man dying of thirst.

"Water!" she murmured.

I nodded and rose to my feet crossing to the small kitchenette in the room to fix her a cup of chamomile tea. When I returned, she was sitting on the edge of the bed and she looked tense. I handed her the bottle of water first, unscrewing the cap as I gave her then waited until she was done drinking before I handed her the teacup.

"You should relax, Brooke. Why are you sitting like you’d bolt out of the room any moment now,".

"I don’t know if this is right!" she looked up at me with fear in her eyes "We kissed in front of the entire Lycan Kings and now I am in your room. I am not sure Selene will be pleased when she hears it. For all I know, she might be on her way here at the moment. I don’t want trouble maybe she should go,".

"Selene is not in the pack!" I said quietly "If she was I would feel her but she’s not here besides, only I have access to my bedroom. Don’t worry... except she can push down the door which is impossible for someone like me, it’s fine. Besides..." I trailed and caught her jaw in my hand staring at her wistfully "I want to be with you, Brooke. Here, right now... I want it to be like before... please,".

"Noah..." she whispered as she dropped the tea on the floor close to the edge of the bed and turned to me, hands skimming the planes of my chest.

That was all the invitation I needed. I captured her mouth in another scorching kiss, sweeping an arm around her waist as I pressed her pliant body against mine. With trembling hands, I reached out to caress her cheeks, drawing a moan from her. From the way her cheeks reddened, I knew she had felt that too.

Our lips met again in a hungry kiss, that left us breathless. I reached for the blouse she had on and slowly began to get the buttons undone lips still pressed hotly against hers. In the next second, we were lunging at each other ins such frenzy that I knew I had crossed the point of no return.

Soon, we were in our birth suits. I pushed her to the bed gently as I laid by her side, kissing every inch of her body. I pressed wet trails from the base of her neck, sucking tentatively at the spot where my mark would me if we were mates before moving down to her chest.

Her nipples, were pink and engorged begging to be worshipped. She strained against me, moving with anticipation as I hovered around her. Sticking out my tongue, I circled round her left nipples. She drew her head backwards as a deep, moan escaped her lips. I ran my tongue around it one more time and was preparing to move lower when she reached for me suddenly, urgency in her voice.

"Please Noah!" she begged "Don’t make me wait again. I can’t. Love me... please,".

That was all the permission in needed.

~~~

A while later, we laid tangled in each other’s arms, breathless and sated, our heart beating in perfect harmony. One of my hands was thrown over my face...while I waited for the guilt... but I felt nothing. All I felt was peace and contentment. It was so look I experienced these feelings that I felt so good to be true.

I felt Brooke stir beside me and I opened my eyes to look at her. "Hey!" I murmured with a small smile as our eyes met "Are you alright? Are you sore? I know at some point; I couldn’t control my wolf. So...".

"It’s fine, Noah!" she smiled brightly batting her eyelids "You ravished every part of my body but I like it and I’ll be fine,".

"Good!" I pulled her closer to me dropping a kiss on her hair "I’ve missed you, Brooke!" I heard myself saying after a moment of silence. I wanted to stop but I just couldn’t "This feels so right... everything,".

She didn’t say anything at first but when she did, she hoisted herself on her hands, her bare breast came into view making my lower body move with delight. I’ve forgotten how much I loved her body.

"You’re married, Noah... you shouldn’t say such thing" she sighed. "I feel everything you’ve said and maybe even more but I know this cannot be real and would have to end now or later. You won’t leave me for Selene and as much as I bragged about being your mistress a few weeks ago... I don’t think I can,".

I pulled her to me again, basking in her warmth "I don’t want to think again, Brooke... I just want to enjoy this... please,".

We stayed like that for a few minutes until she broke the silence again.

"What will happen now?" her voice shook slightly "Will I die?"