Alpha Maximus The Last Lycan novel Chapter 46

Alpha Maximus covers my body in sweet kisses, making me giggle. I cup his face, "Maximus. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I never want to leave your side," I say to him.

" I will never leave your side. You have captured my heart and tamed my Lycan, something I never thought was possible. I never want to go a day without you by my side, either. To do so would be a silver dagger to my heart," he says.

"I love you, Maximus," I whisper.

"I love you too," he says and leans in to kiss me.

We make love and then make our way home to the packhouse.

"Last one home is a rotten egg!" I shout, shifting into my wolf and running.

Alpha Maximus shifts into his Lycan again and chases me. Alpha Maximus leaps and pounces on me as we reach the front steps. We end up playfighting again.

Pack members gather around to see the commotion, only to find Storm holding Chaos down, nipping and snarling playfully.

Everyone laughs and smiles. We shift and race upstairs to our chambers, laughing.

"It feels good to see my pack happy and relaxed for a change. I'm so used to them being afraid of me all these years," Alpha Maximus says to me, "I'm so grateful to the Moon Goddes that I found you," he says and holds me in his arms.

"Hope, could you hold Billy for me?" Bella asks.

"Of course!" I reply.

He is such a cute baby.

Sally and Nathan walk down the stairs holding hands, joining us for breakfast, Sally's cheeks are flushed, and she is giddy.

"Good morning, Sally," I grin.

She smiles back, "Good morning Hope, I mean Luna,"

We giggle, "Did you sleep well?" I ask her, trying not to laugh.

She bites her bottom lip, looks at Nathan next to her, and blushes again. "Yes, I slept very well," she smirks.

Alpha Maximus laughs, "Yes, the whole pack house could hear how well you two slept through the night," He says, giving a wink at Nathan.

Everyone bursts out laughing.

"It does eventually," Nathan laughs.

"I'm going to go to the kitchen for a drink of tea," I say, feeling parched.

"Do you want me to show you the way back?" he asks.

"I think I'll be fine," I reply.

I skip along humming, admiring the intricate paintings and antiques along the way. I swear the kitchen is this way. Maybe I took a wrong turn? Great. I'm lost. I scan the area, figuring out which passage I should take. Then I noticed a dark hole in a corner. As I approach, I see stone steps going down.

It's too dark to see anything, but I want to know what is down there. I keep my hand against the wall to guide me along.

Once I reach the bottom of the stairs, I see a small light in the distance. I walk toward the light, keeping my hand on the wall.

The light is coming from the moon. I look up to see a stone missing from the ceiling. I watch the moon in admiration for a moment leaning against the wall, only for it to make a creaking sound. The wall pushes open, revealing a hidden room. There's a wall of shelves on the left filled with scrolls. There's a table against the wall in the middle of the room with old books and an unlit candle. I can see a box of matches beside the books. The wall on the right has a red velvet curtain in the centre with bookshelves on either side that have bottles of different coloured liquids and jars with unknown items inside.

Taking a match, I light the candle. I look around slowly and take everything in and place the candle down. My fingers glide over the front cover of a book, "History of Witches," I read out loud.