Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 295

Xena's POV

"Okay." I expected him to hold my hand as we walked inside, however, he came over and grabbed my thighs. Somewhat caught off guard, my arms went around his neck as my ankles locked behind him.

"That's better," he grumbled as he carried me inside. His tongue was remembering just how I liked it. Going down my neck, he left little nibbles. I was so lost in how good it felt that I didn't even realize we had made it to our room until he slammed the door shut and locked it.

No one was even here but it might have been out of habit or just in case.

"I'm sorry, this won't be gentle or slow. I'll make it up to you," Ryder tossed me down on the bed. He was standing over me, just looking at me.

"Good," I said. Sitting up, I pulled on his drawstring and let his shorts fall.

To say I was sore was an understatement. Ryder had delivered on his promise that this wouldn't be gentle. I didn't mind. The physical reconnection was something I needed. He was mine, and I was his. The only man I would ever let touch me. This intense reconnection wasn't just physical-it was spiritual.

We were just getting ready to head out. There was a lot to discuss but yet so little. After Logan had dropped that bombshell on us, the possibilities were immense. We needed to clean out Darkthorn Pack, get rid of any sensitive

information.

Logan wanted to meet us there, have all the women take whatever they wanted from their houses. They could request to

stay there or abandon it completely. We would all understand either way. If they had mates, they were required to live in

until the men could show how to properly treat a mate. Ultimately, it was up to the woman

some

of the women would be requesting new

women and men could choose which pack they wanted to join, and even had the opportunity to apply to join another pack. There were some packs in America whose Alphas had the same reputation as Wiley. I was concerned some women would

was up to the women's decisions. This sense of powerlessness frustrated my need for control, but I knew true freedom

at Darkthorn Pack, we should have a good idea of

I asked as

each fought with me, did several different training exercises,"

Darkthorn Pack's

being punished with whips and will be brought out in handcuffs. Either

choice."

be killed. Their

are they now?" I asked through the mind link as we pulled out

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went to pick them up this morning and brought them over. They're already of the

going to be a long day," I sighed. "I hate this part of the

too, sweetheart. Me

on that

conversation a lifetime

ago. After all