Mated To Alpha Kessler

Lyra’s POV

It is a relief that I finally gave birth. Seeing Atticus has brought nothing but joy. It’s a feeling I can’t explain; he makes me feel whole again.

Each time I look at him, I’m in awe and filled with adoration. I’m a mother, and the moon goddess blessed me with a child I least expected.

Raising a family never occurred to me, but having him in my arms each day makes it feel surreal.

Kessler has been a doting father, and he’s working hard to bring us back together. He’s proven time and time again that we are his priority.

But sometimes, I feel like I’m not ready for the big step of being a Luna, even though I know I was born for it.

The mating ceremony is set for the next full moon. I can feel Sasha again, and the antidote to the elixir was given to me, suppressing whatever damage the elixir had done.

As the date of the mating ceremony draws closer, I know that stepping into the role of Luna is my destiny. It’s a responsibility I was born for, and I feel a sense of pride knowing that I have the support of my pack and Kessler by my side.

Just in time, Kessler walked in. He had a big grin on his face when he saw us both. I had just finished feeding Atticus, and I needed to allow him to burp before I could lay him down.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

When Kessler noticed that Atticus had burped, he took him from my hand and rocked him back and forth, whispering words into his ears.

I don’t know what he was saying, but seeing my big Alpha with his baby, Atticus has him wrapped around his finger, and I know he will do anything for him.

It’s heartwarming to witness the bond between father and son, knowing that Atticus has a loving and devoted father who will always be there for him.

“Look at you two,” I say with a smile, admiring the scene before me.

Kessler looks up, his eyes filled with love and pride. “He’s my little buddy,” he says, his voice soft yet filled with affection.

Atticus looks content in his father’s arms, his tiny fingers grasping Kessler’s shirt. I lean in to kiss Atticus on the forehead.

We had one week of nonstop celebration when Atticus arrived. The pack and his family were so happy that I wondered what the fuss was all about.

But I later came to realize that Kessler had craved an heir for so long. His position as an Alpha had been questioned because if he couldn’t produce an heir.

He soon fell asleep as I gently lay him on his bed, then he moved to me. We were standing and looking into each other’s eyes, and he brought me into a hug.

He soon nuzzled on my neck and sniffed my scent.

“Why do you like doing that?” I asked him because it has become his usual practice.

“Your scent seems to calm me, and I can’t get enough of you. You are all I think about all day.”

Knowing that my presence and scent bring him comfort and peace. I feel a deep sense of connection as he holds me close.

“You mean everything to me,” he whispers, his eyes filled with lust.

I smile, feeling grateful for the bond we share. “And you mean everything to me,” I reply, returning his hug with equal affection.

This whole feeling is surreal, but I’m ready to bask in the joy it brings.

Our eyes locked for some time, and I could see that he was trying to refrain from acting on his desires.

But I crave him as much as he craves me; his pupils are consumed with lust, making me pull him closer.

So I tiptoe and take his lips, letting the feelings I’ve tried my best to keep at bay for so long erupt with sparks and tingling. Kessler gently bites my lower lip, eliciting a moan from me.

His hand moves to my ass as he cups me and pulls me closer, making me feel his hardness press against my core.

The heat emanating from this simple but magical kiss makes it feel like a hot summer day.

The scent of my arousal fills the room, and I doubt if Kessler will be able to control himself from taking me right there in the baby nursery.

We pull away from the kiss as he stares deeply into my eyes, our chests rising heavily from the lack of air from our passionate kiss.

I know Kessler is ready to take the next step with me, and I know he’s taking his time to make it perfect.

He pulls me closer and holds me tight. I can feel his hardness grinding against me, and my pants are damp with the juices from my clit.

He moves his lips to the sensitive part of my neck, where his mark will rest, and he nips at the sensitive flesh, earning a moan from me.

My hand moves to his hair as I take a handful and begin to move my hips against his hardness, earning a low growl from Kessler.

Lost in the heat of the moment, our bodies move together, Kessler’s hands explore my body, igniting a fire within me that only he can quench. I arch my back, pressing my body closer to his, craving more of his touch.

“I know I want him badly. I want to feel his body pressed against mine, taking in all the strength he can muster and making me come as many times as I want.”

“Kessler, I want you,” that’s all I said. He nodded his head, still having my legs around him. He swiftly moved me out of the nursery, but before we could step out, we heard a loud cry from Atticus.

A growl rumbles from his chest, but he rests his head on mine and kisses me again, not minding Atticus’ cry. I know what I see in his eyes is lust.

I hear another cry from Atticus that seems to stop us in our tracks. I move away from him to attend to our baby.

He places a chaste kiss on my forehead and leaves.

I straighten my rumpled dress as I move to take care of Atticus. As I carry him, I realize that he has messed himself up and needs to be changed.

I quickly change Atticus’ diaper and soothe him, trying to calm his cries. Once he’s settled, I carry him in my arms and gently sway back and forth, humming a soft tune to lull him back to sleep.

After a while, Atticus drifts off to sleep again, his tiny breaths becoming soft and steady. I place him back in his crib, making sure he’s comfortable before quietly stepping out of the nursery.

But I couldn’t just take away the feeling of the heated session I just shared with Kessler from my head. I crave it.

“When are we going to have our time with the baby already here?” I wonder. But I know we will find a way around it.