You barely made it through the door before he was on you those molten gold eyes flashing with hunger as he kicked it shut behind you.

“Alpha—” you whispered, your voice small, trembling after another awful day that had left you raw and on edge.

He cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing your lip. “You’ve been hurting all day, haven’t you, little luna?”

You nodded shakily, tears pooling. “I… I’m so tired…”

His low growl rumbled through his chest as he crowded you back against the wall. “Then let me take care of you the way you need.”

“P-please…” you breathed, your voice cracking.

He caught your chin firmly, tilting your face up. “No more crying. No more doubting who you belong to.”

And then his mouth was on yours, hungry, claiming while his hands slid down your hips, hooking behind your thighs to lift you effortlessly.

He carried you to the bed and laid you down, his powerful body looming over yours as he tore his shirt over his head.

“You’re mine,” he growled, voice deep and dark with possession. “Every sweet little sound… every part of you…”

You whimpered, feeling your pulse fluttering out of control.

His lips brushed your ear, hot breath making you shiver.

“Now…” he commanded, voice rough as his hand pressed your back down into the sheets guiding your hips up for him.

“…ass up, babygirl.”

Your heart nearly stopped as you obeyed, cheeks burning, and his wicked chuckle washed over you.

“That’s it,” he murmured, dragging his claws lightly along your thigh. “Let me hear you.”