but knew deep down that he couldn’t, regardless of what he said. Her heart told her to stay in the moment of ecstasy, to wait, enjoy the aftershocks and the joy of being with the man she loved for the first time. She couldn’t. The pessimistic side of her wouldn’t allow it.
“Jasper,” she said, her voice a whisper.
“No, Sidda, don’t ruin this. I’ll never leave you again. Be happy that we’ve finally found our way back to each other.”
“I don’t think you can promise me that. I mean if you’re the North American Alpha then you can’t stay here with me. Your pack will need you. All of the packs will.” She hated the helplessness she felt.
She lay still when Jasper propped himself up on his elbows to look down at her. His face grew slack. “I don’t care if they need me, I need you.” He kissed her lips.
The bond connecting them let his love flow to her, making her heart swell. “What about your pack, your brothers? You said once that your mother had given birth to three of you.”
Jasper’s eyes filled with rage. “Not much of my past is clear from before the attack, but I remember there being three of us. My mom had been scared and running from the men trailing us. She’d screamed for the three of us to hurry, but that’s all I remember. I found some of the old pack members who’d fled the attack and returned to Romania. According to them, my dad, the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, was scared for my family and sent us here to the outskirts of north Georgia while he tried to control the threat of a second pack war.”
“Wait, you met some of your pack members? Did they know who you were?”
He nodded. His long brown-black hair threw a shadow over his face. “Yeah. You wouldn’t believe how weird it was over there. I mean, it’s not like here at all.”
Sidda cocked her head to the side, rubbing her hands down his arms to his chest. She couldn’t stop herself from touching him. “Hmm, weird how?” She pressed her lips to his tanned chest. His breath caught, and she smiled against him. The power she now held over him caused her to be bold, sensual with him.
“Stop that, you’re distracting me. I’m trying to explain to you about our pack.”
“I’m not a wolf. It’s your pack.” Her mind raced with thoughts of our pack. She wanted to belong to his pack. Sidda yearned to give him everything a female wolf could, but she couldn’t.
“You are part of my pack no matter what. And you can give me everything, even children. Our governments have worked to make cross breeding legal, and lots of crosses are capable of great things.”
The Luna species had come out to the world years before either Sidda or Jasper had been born. There had been little trouble between humans and wolves at the time. In fact most of the humans had accepted the wolves without problem, and many packs now consisted of human/wolf couples. But the wolves fought for dominance within their communities. Those fights had eventually spilled over into the human communities, enraging the extremists of both species and threatening war at each turn. Now the government fought to keep the wolves and humans in peace.
But war was what the current illegitimate North American Luna Alpha wanted. He was a complete and utter asshole. He hated humans, hated other packs, and was pushing war upon overseas ruling packs. His thirst for power would ultimately kill the North American Pack and more than likely most of the humans. If Dane Velham continued in the path he’d chosen for the Luna Nation, all peace would be gone.
“Hey.” Jasper smiled down at her, his fingers grazing across the bite he’d left. His touch dragged her from her thoughts of war and Dane Velham. He kissed the swollen, tender bite. She expected pain, but only tender affection met her. “Now, stop worrying and let me finish. Sometime during the last century, the wolves of that pack, our pack, split. Half believed in living among the humans in peace, the other