Chapter 140 – True Luna Book Free: Finding My True Mate (Emma)

I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Of course I am sure, Logan.” I said. “I want you. You are my mate.”

Why would he ask me that?

Logan raised his head and looked at me. He smiled and caressed my cheek.

“I know that.” he said. “I am asking if you are sure that he was the cursed mate?”

Logan looked at my neck.

“If I mark you and you die…” he mumbled, his voice breaking.

I cupped his cheeks and made him look at me.

“I am sure, Logan.” I said softly. “You are my Goddess-given mate. You can mark me.”

Logan took a deep breath and leaned in to kiss me.

His tongue entered my mouth, and this taste made me purr.

Logan smiled and pulled my shirt over my head.

“Does this mean that you can get pregnant now?” Logan asked as he started kissing my neck again.

I smiled and nodded.

He looked up at me. “Do you want to get pregnant?”

“I do.” I said as I lifted my hand and caressed his cheek. “I want everything with you.”

The smile that spread across his face made my heart skip a beat.

“Oh, we are going to have so much fun making that happen.” Logan said as he removed my bra.

I laughed. I couldn’t wait for that.

I reached out, grabbed the hem of his shirt, and pulled it up. Logan helped me remove his shirt. I ran my hands up and down his muscular arms. I would never stop being impressed with his body.

Logan clenched his muscles and winked at me, making me laugh again. He leaned back to kiss me again as he started to remove my sweats.

I reached out to remove his, but he beat me to it.

He laid on top of me, and I could feel his hardness between my legs. I moaned and wiggled. I needed him inside me.

“Someone is a little impatient.” Logan chuckled as he kissed my jaw.

“I need you.” I mumbled. “Please.”

He looked up at me, and the lust I saw in his eyes made the need inside me explode.

He reached between us and ran a finger between my folds.

“Fuck.” he mumbled, looking down. “You are so ready for me, aren’t you?”

I was ready the moment he wrapped his arms around my waist by the front door.

I felt his tip at my entrance, and I gasped quietly. He started pushing in slowly.

Oh, Goddess.

He lifted my right leg and wrapped it around his waist.

“Fuck.” he mumbled, looking back up at me.

He captured my lips with his and kissed me hard.

“Mark me, please.” I mumbled.

I couldn’t wait anymore. I didn’t want to wait. I needed him. I needed to be bonded to him again in every way possible.

Logan started kissing my jaw and my neck. His lips reached the place where he would put his mark. He sucked on it gently, making me arch my back and moan. He never stopped thrusting in and out of me.

I felt his canines and shivered.

“Mine.” he said as he finally placed his mark back where it belonged.

I saw stars. My muscles clenched. My body shivered. This feeling was ten times stronger than the first time he marked me. I couldn’t breathe. Waves and waves of pleasure washed over me.

I felt my own canines elongate. My need to mark him overwhelmed me. I lifted my head and sank my canines into his neck.

Pleasure exploded inside of me. Everything around me was Logan. I could only feel him. I could only hear him. I never wanted this feeling to stop.

I was finally completely his.

Just like it was always meant to be.

Andrew POV

I was walking toward the fucker’s cell.

I really didn’t want to do this. I wanted to keep him here. I wanted to torture him. I wanted to kill him with my own two hands.

He tried to take my mate and my child from me. I watched him grab her. I watched as he placed his claws on her. I listened to his threats. I watched as he attacked my sister. I was helpless while he was squeezing her neck.

How the fuck was I supposed to forgive him for that? I couldn’t.

I stopped in the middle of the hallway and took a deep breath.

“Are you okay?” Logan asked me.

“No.” I said, looking at him. “How the fuck are we supposed to open those doors and let him out?”

Logan looked toward his cell and sighed.

“I don’t know.” he mumbled. “I want to keep him here and kill him.”

I wanted that too. I didn’t give a shit about the fact that the Goddess forgave him. I didn’t give a shit that he was cursed. He did those things knowingly. He did them on his own free will.

“I am thinking about our future, Andrew.” Logan mumbled. “Your son will be born any day now. I hope to have children soon. We don’t need to go to war with his crazy father.”

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair.

Logan was right.

“I wish he wasn’t an Alpha.” I mumbled. “I wish we could kill him and be done with him.”

Logan nodded and clenched his fists.

“Me too.” he mumbled, narrowing his eyes.

He walked past me and approached the fucker’s cell.

He opened the door, and we walked inside.

Nathan was tied to a chair. His head was hanging low. There was blood flowing down his face and body. Logan and I had our fun with him yesterday.

“Alpha Nathan.” Logan growled, making the fucker lift his head.

One of his eyes was swollen shut. The other was black and blue. It was a little gift from me.

He remained silent, keeping his one good eye on Logan.

“We are not here to torture you.” Logan said. “We are here to talk to you.”

The fucker glanced at me, and I had to force myself not to punch him again.

“Emma told us what the Moon Goddess did.” Logan continued, making the fucker look back at him. “She told us that she forgave you.”

The fucker gave him a small nod.

“I didn’t deserve her forgiveness.” he mumbled quietly.

A little bit of blood dropped out of his mouth.

“You didn’t.” Logan agreed. “I don’t know why she did it. I don’t know why she didn’t punish you. I don’t know why she didn’t just kill you.”

The fucker gulped and nodded. “I wonder the same thing.”

Logan sighed. “It’s not our job to question her decisions. But we do get to make our own.”

The fucker looked at me.

“You are going to kill me?” he asked. “Do it. I deserve it.”

Maybe letting him live with the guilt wasn’t such a terrible idea.

“We aren’t going to kill you.” I said, making his good eye widen a little. “Trust me, I want to kill you. I want to rip you apart, limb by limb. I want to watch you die in the same room I watched everyone else who hurt my sister die.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. The anger overwhelmed me.

“But we are not going to do that.” Logan added. “We are going to let you go.”

The fucker lifted his head a little bit higher. He looked from me to Logan.

“Why?” he asked. “I did terrible things. I don’t deserve it.”

“You don’t.” I agreed. “But this isn’t about what you deserve. This is about what we deserve.”

The fucker looked at me with a confused expression on his face.

“We deserve peace after everything you put us through.” Logan spoke. “You are an Alpha. If we kill you, we will have to deal with your crazy father. Neither Andrew nor I want that.”

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