Katherine's POV:

Bethany and I both made our way to the ballroom where the Winter Moon Ceremony will take place. They entered the room to see a rather tall yet slim blond woman standing in the middle of the room with a few other women behind her. When they saw me they all bowed in their heads in respect. It felt kind of weird to have these people bow to me. Although some had the look of disgust that they had to bow to a human.

When they raised their heads the blond tall blond lady, I assumed to be the one in charged spoke up. "Luna Prime, we are ready to begin coordinating the Winter Moon Ceremony as well as preparing you for the crowning of Luna Prime."

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The whole day was tiresome. I was being smothered with so much information on the upcoming event that I had to make an excuse at one point to get way. But, one part of the whole thing stuck to me like a thorn. About what is expected after the the crowning part of the ceremony is taken place. Mating. The horrible thing I wanted to avoid the whole time I was with Demos. Thankfully I was able to dodge it this far, but not for long. It was explained to me that for some unknown reason the Lycans sex drive goes up higher during this time of the year. The lycans become more aggressive as well as the want for sex.

Bethany had informed me after the preparation for the ceremony, that she had witness herself how lycans were during this time. She said it was awful. That they were so high in their hormones that it even resulted in some of the human mates being raped. My heart began to pound out of my chest in fear of what could possibly happen to me that night. What if Demos cannot control his urge to mate with me? He is an Alpha Prime. What if that in itself is what cause his sex drive to be higher? Although Demos has shown no source of care whatsoever towards me. Yet, again I have seen him grow more clingy towards me. He is even more aroused by my scent which I have witness the other night when he put his face in the crook of my neck. Like seriously what is up with Lycans and the scent of their mates?

I had a hard time focusing on anything else the rest of the day with that unsettling thought in mind. Right now I was in my room trying to formulate a plan with Bethany how was I going to sneak out tonight to meet up with Dallos

"You sure we can't meet now before night time?" I asked.

Bethany shook her head, no. "Dallos said that it was important that we meet tonight."

"But, why?"

Bethany shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know, but another reason is that Lord Xerous has him busy."

"But, whatever the reason is it better be worth it we are risking our neck here." I said as I sat down on the bed beside Bethany.

"Yeah same here."

"Don't worry though I will find a way. Just keep a lookout for me." I said still unsure how I was going to do that. Bethany was about to speak suddenly the door flew open. We looked to see that it was Demos. Bethany stood and bowed her almost immediately on seeing his face. When Bethany raised her head to look at him Demos gave her that knowing glare, to get out.

Without any hesitation Bethany ran out of there past Demos leaving me alone with him.

Demos watched as Bethany ran out the room and closed the door behind her. Then his attention was set back on me. Demos walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug and buried his face in my neck, inhaling my scent. "My mate, how was your day?" Demos asked in a caring way. Almost too caring.

"Uhm..I-It was good." I said a little unsure in Demos sudden change in behavior.

"Did get a lot done today?" Demos asked as talked in my neck. Then suddenly I felt soft lips on my neck. Specifically the spot where he had bit. My heart began to race, beating loud in my ear as my thoughts went back to what had plague my mind earlier.

"Mate? Did you hear what I said?" Demos asked in concern. Mate? I know something is wrong now. Sure its normal for lycans to call their mates by that term, but Demos was a different case.

My breath hitched in my throat unable to speak. "Uhm...I-Yes." I said as my voice trembled a little. I felt Demos loosen his grip on me as he pulled away from me to look at my face. I was taken back a bit when I saw that his eyes were dark red. He almost seemed like another person.

"Mate, what's wrong?" 'Demos' asked in concern. I could be asking him the same thing.

"Uhm...W-What's wrong with your eyes?" I asked.

Demos looked confused at first then turned into a knowing smirk. "I am the wolf of Demos." It makes sense now I heard of this, but never seen it. It's almost like they have a split personality.

"It's okay mate Demos is still here." Demos' 'wolf' said reassuringly as he hugged me. It felt kind of awkward and weird having Demos talk like he isn't here. Although technically he is not here in the manner of speaking.

My eyes suddenly widen at the wet substance I felt on my cheek. Did he just lick me? What the heck!? Who does that?

"Demos wants to take control again." He said as he pulled away from me. I watched as his eyes closed then opened to reveal Demos normal grey eyes. Yep, that just happened. He went back to having that same hard expression his face.

"Demos?" I asked unsure.

He sighed and rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Yes, it's me. My wolf wanted to take over. He wanted to be 'closer to you'."

I nodded my head slowly in understanding as I wiped my face in disgust from him licking me. Man these wolves are weird especially Demos. I really don't understand that man.

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Later that night I had to face the music and prepare to sneak out tonight to met up with Dallas and Bethany. The only problem is I had to find a way to get out of this tight situation. And by situation I mean Demos and his tight arms wrapped around me. I was laying on my side looking straight ahead of me at the wall as Demos had his arm draped tightly over me. I felt his hot breath fan the back of my neck as every once in a while I heard him snore. So, it was an indicator that he was a sleep. I just had to find a way to get a way so I will not in up tied up like last time. I sat there for a few moments in thought on what I am going to do. I came to the conclusion that the only way out was to somehow try to unwrap his arms without waking him up. The task was not as easy as it sounds.

I took a deep breathe and prayed that this worked. I slowly lifted Demos arm and stopped a few times to make sure his sleep was not disturbed. After what seemed like forever I had finally moved his arm. Then I slowly sat myself up and looked back at Demos. Sure enough he was still asleep. I slowly stood up and crept my way from the bed and headed toward the door.





"What are you doing?!"