Chapter 158: All On Me

Selene’s POV

The books arrived from Ms. Ashlyn in a parcel ... a thick stack of them. A lot to cover, and I still had business to run on top of it. But at least I was the CEO. I bought time with money. My workers were up to the task, and my personal assistant had my entire schedule mapped out and running like clockwork, exactly the way she was trained to.

I carried the books into a quiet study room and got to work. History. Things that happened as far back as three to four centuries ago.

I had studied some of it before, but I hadn’t been able to go as deep as I needed to ... not with everything I’d been possessed by at the time.

So I read. And I read. Some of what I was seeing was completely new to me. Bloodmoon was named Bloodmoon because the territory had been built on the blood of fallen enemies, alongside the innocent ones who died with them.

There was so much to uncover, and I was completely locked in. I shifted all my conference calls and board meetings to another date without a second thought.

I didn’t even notice when the day slipped away from me. By the time I surfaced, I was already packing the books up to take home and continue.

Then the head manufacturer came in to show me the news. I always heard things from his lips before anywhere else.

According to the news, I had just become the richest she-wolf in Morvaine territory. More than that ... I had exceeded the territory entirely and gone pan-continental.

My net worth was reading in billions.

"Wow, I didn’t know I had this much money!" I said to him.

He was overjoyed, jumping all over the place like he couldn’t contain himself.

"More wins!" he kept repeating.

Then I noticed he had even brought a small cake.

I never kept track of those things. I was always too busy. But he did ... and standing there watching him, I felt genuinely happy.

He cut the cake and we both ate a slice.

"Thank you," I said to him.

"Thank who? We’re rich!" He broke into a full dance, shaking his body all over the place. It was so hilarious I couldn’t stop laughing.

"You know I have to go home, right?" I said, still smiling.

"Oh, I forgot! The richest woman in the district is taking her leave." He swung the door open for me with a dramatic gesture, and I walked out smiling the whole way.

As I moved through the hall, everyone started clapping. They had all heard. I waved back at them and mouthed a quiet thank you. They were all doing their jobs well ... it wouldn’t have been possible without them.

I got into the car and immediately went back to where my mind had been sitting all day.

The rest of them might not have seen what I was seeing in those pages. But I had. And if we didn’t act on it in time, everything we had built could come crashing down to total ruin.

Something shifted inside my body while the driver was still driving.

I was reading, and then I wasn’t. I couldn’t concentrate anymore. I started sweating even though the air conditioning was on full.

"Open the windows," I told the driver.

"Luna, are you okay?" he asked.

My body was shaking. I couldn’t even hold a normal expression.

"Just open the windows. I’m fine," I said, and he did.

I breathed in and out. The fresh air helped ... not enough to take it away, but enough to give me something to work with. I was trying to contain it as much as I was trying to figure out what was even happening to me.

It felt like I was absorbing the pain of the entire Morvaine all at once.

This wasn’t period pain. It was something else entirely ... bigger, deeper, like a wave that had no edge to it.

My senses were heightened. My emotions were heightened. All of it bleeding into each other with no clear line.

It stayed like that the whole ride home.

The moment I got back, I laid down on the bed and started asking for everything. Water. Food. My husband.

"Where is the alpha?" I asked one of the maids.

"He is on his way, he’ll be here soon, I suppose," she said.

I told her to leave. I didn’t even know if I said it harshly. They probably thought I had lost my mind ... but I was still fighting to hold myself together. The whole of Morvaine felt like it was burning inside my chest and there was nothing I could do to put it out.

No visions this time. Just feelings. Raw and relentless.

Finally, William came home. It wasn’t night yet, but it was close.

"Hey, how are you doing, Selene?" he asked.

"I’m not feeling too good," I told him.

And then, the moment I looked at him, I licked my lips.

I wouldn’t have done that on an ordinary day. Something was very wrong with me. As he started pulling off his shirt, the desire for him flared up inside me even harder. I couldn’t stop my mind from going there ... imagining him, wanting him. The hormones raging through my body felt spiked, like something had induced them from the outside.

He walked over and placed his hand on my neck to check my temperature. His touch was so warm it sent a shiver straight through me. I held his hand there and kept it still.

"The whole of Morvaine is on me," I said to him. "Why won’t you be too?"

"What!" He was staring at me, trying to read my face.

I started guiding his hand toward the buttons of my shirt.

"What are you doing, Selene?" he asked.

"Isn’t it obvious? I want you to fuck me. Make this go away. We’re not pups, are we?"

My voice had changed ... low and heavy, like something that had been waiting all day to come out.

He walked me toward the door to lock it, peeling my dress off along the way.

I had given him consent, and he didn’t waste another second. He started kissing me ... everywhere, all over my body. I felt the heat inside me begin to shift, trading places with the warmth he was giving me.

"Ahh ... all over me, William. All over me," I moaned as he worked his way through the foreplay, undressing himself until we were both completely bare.

I looked him in the eyes and crashed into his lips with a deep kiss.

Whatever was running through me was unexplainable, but my mind was still there. I knew exactly what I was doing.

He held me against him with both hands while we kissed on the floor ... I was too far gone to wait for the bed. I held his head with one hand and worked him with the other. He kissed his way down to my breasts. We were tangled over each other and I kept moaning into him.

I felt him get harder. He used it to graze me, slow and deliberate, and I nearly lost it.

He lifted me and kept kissing me all the way to the bed.

"Are you sure?" he asked before going further.

He was long, and I felt every inch of it deep inside me. I wasn’t in any state to be making comparisons ... but he fucked me exactly the way I needed it. Hard and fast. Just right.

Our bodies made sounds as we clung to each other. He slipped his hand over my mouth to quiet the moaning.

"Are you feeling better now?" he asked, lifting my legs higher and not letting up.

For that stretch of time, I forgot every bit of pain I had been carrying. I didn’t even come back to myself until the hormone rush began to subside ... slowly, the way a tide pulls back from the shore.