Death Metal Luna

Gideon

 Gideon's POV

Her red hair hung down, covering my chest as her green eyes shone into mine. My c**k was buried balls deep in her juicy p***y as she rode me. She pressed her hands on my chest as I pounded into her relentlessly. She screamed my name over and over. Driving me harder and faster. "Gideon!" She threw her head back and exposed her large perky breasts.

"Scream for me, Temperance." I purred out to her. "Scream for Daddy."

I felt her walls tighten around my c**k as she screamed for me over and over. I was about to blow my load and fill her with my seed. I wanted to see her luscious body swollen with my heir. "GIDEON!" Her mouth screamed, but the sound was deeper and masculine as I heard relentless pounding. Slowly her beautiful form faded, and I realized I had been dreaming as the pounding continued. "GIDEON!" The voice called again and now sounded like my future beta and best friend, Justin.

I groaned and looked at the clock and realized I was late. "s**t," I cursed as I rolled out of bed. I stumbled towards the door of the room I was staying in. I opened the door to my best friend.

"You are late! Your father is pissed, dude." He told me.

I had come to the Red Moon Pack with my father, his beta, and Justin's father, Beau, and Justin to help their Alpha out with a rogue problem. Red Moon is a small pack. They had been being attacked regularly by rogues, and they were nearly out of warriors, so we came to help them. The Alpha is an old friend of my dad's. I was supposed to be in the meeting with the pack alpha and my father.

"I am sorry," I mumbled while scratching the back of my head. I let Justin into my room, and he looked me up and down.

"You were dreaming about her again, weren't you?" He asked me.

I nodded. "How did you know?"

He pointed at my half-erect c**k.

"Dude, stop looking at my dick."

Justin snorted. "It's hard to miss Gid."

"GIDEON!" My father's deep voice bellowed through the Red Moon packhouse. Moments later, he was at the door. "What are you doing? You were supposed to be downstairs fifteen minutes!" He lectured me. "Why are you late?"

"Sorry, Dad. My alarm didn't go off." I replied, knowing it wasn't a good enough excuse for my stern father.

He glared at me through his nearly black eyes. "I am stepping down as Alpha next week, Gideon. Next week. And I need to be confident that you are ready. Being late for meetings like this tells me that you are not ready."

"Dad! I am ready. It's just one meeting."

He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Gideon, this isn't the first meeting you have been late to. Now get dressed. Harold is waiting for us. Luckily he isn't the stickler for punctuality that I am."

I snorted. "Maybe that's why he needs our help."

He smirked and walked out of the room. "Ten minutes, Gideon." He shouted.

Justin stood up. "I better go find my Dad before he tans my backside."

"See ya, bud," I said as I walked into the modest bathroom. This pack was a lot smaller the Erie Lake. The packhouse was not a grand mansion like I was used to. The rooms we barely the size of my closet at home. The shower in the bathroom hardly fits my large frame. It was hard to get clean while half my body was hanging out of the tub. I stand a six-foot-seven and am built like a tank. I have short jet-black hair with a short beard on my chin. My eyes are dark brown, nearly black. After the shower, I look at myself in the mirror. "Adonis would be jealous," I say to myself.

Every female in my pack and every other park practically threw themselves at my feet. And I have bedded quite a few beautiful women. But none of them ever truly satisfied me. My heart and libido belonged to one woman, my fated mate. She didn't know she was my mate yet. She would find out on Saturday at her eighteenth birthday. That was the day I would officially claim her and announce her as my Luna.

Her pale skin and fiery red hair flashed in my mind as I pulled clothes from my suitcase. I was remembering the dream where she rode me while screaming my name. I could feel myself getting hard again. My c**k tightened against my black slacks, making it very uncomfortable. 'Gideon!' My father shouted through the mind link, and I groaned.

'Sorry, Dad, I am coming.' I replied to him. I had to banish thoughts of Temperance from my mind quickly, so I wasn't pitching a tent at the meeting. I tried thinking of my grandmother in the shower. "Yeah, that did it," I mumbled to myself as I walked out of the borrowed bedroom and downstairs to the office s***h conference room. A few omegas bowed their heads as I walked through the house. I mostly ignored them. Omegas were just like insects to me. Fun to squash but also fun to make scurry around.

I reached the conference room, and my father was talking to Alpha Harold and Harold's beta Charles. Justin was sitting next to his father, Beau. They all looked at me. "Look who finally graced us with his presence," Beau spoke out sarcastically.

I glared at him as I sat beside my father. My father cleared his throat and looked at Alpha Harold. "Thank you, Clif, for the help. My pack is forever in your debt," Alpha Harold began by groveling. I found that to be a weakness. It was no wonder his pack was suffering.

"The pleasure of helping friends is all mine, Harold. As discussed before, I will send twenty warriors and one of my trainers to train your pack. I wish I could spare more, but we have our rogue problems. So I need my warriors."

Alpha Harold nodded. "Twenty will be plenty, Clif."

"Good," My father was sitting in a chair with his hands clasped and his ankle crossed on his knee. He was dressed in black pants and a blue shirt. My father is an imposing alpha. He stands at the same height as me. Others tremble at his black-eyed gaze and his reputation as a ruthless killer. It was true my father could take out most threats easily, but he still cared deeply for his pack and family. He had the same black hair like me, and today he had it slicked back on his head. My father is my hero, and I hope to live up to his reputation as the next Alpha of Erie Lake PAck.

I drifted off in my thoughts as my father and the other Alpha spoke. Sometimes Beau would interject with Alpha Harold's beta Charles. Her green eyes flashed in my head, and I was once again staring at her as she danced around me in a billowy white dress as her red hair danced on her shoulders. I could not wait till Saturday to claim the mate I had been longing for, for nearly ten years. I knew she was my mate even before I turned eighteen. I was always drawn to Gamma Paul's daughter. She is fiery and strong. One of the fiercest warriors in my pack, and I loved watching her take down most males in the pack. She even managed to take out my younger brother Ted, and he is alpha blood. Of course, once I claimed her, she would not be fighting anymore. No, she would be staying home preparing to raise my pups.

"Mmm," I said out loud and then realized I had eyes on me again. I sighed. "Sorry."

My father glared at me before turning back to Alpha Harold. I heard a quiet snicker as Beau shot Justin a look. My best friend waggled his eyebrows at me. 'Dude, you are going to give yourself a boner if you don't stop thinking about her,' Justin mind-linked me.

'I am trying not to think about her. But Achilles and I are going nuts. He has known she was our mate for three years. He is going feral, I swear.'

'Five more days,' Justin reminded me.

I had to repress a growl as I narrowed my eyes at him. 'Thanks for reminding me, asshole.' He snickered again, eliciting more glares from the older males.

Two hours later and we were finally done with the meeting. Alpha Harold had a nice breakfast set out for us. We walked into the small dining room that could barely fit six people, it seemed. The Alpha walked over to a lovely blonde and kissed her cheek. I assumed that was his mate and luna, Destiny. My father greeted her as we sat. A younger female that looked similar to Destiny sat beside me with hearts in her eyes. Alpha Harold's daughter Grace. A week ago, I would have taken her to bed, but Achilles was adamant about having Temperance, and he didn't want me even touching other females.

"Hi Gideon," Grace purred while I piled food onto my plate.

"Grace," I greeted her as she rubbed her hands on my arm. "How are you this morning?" I tried to make light conversation with her.

She smiled her red lips at me and leaned in. "Oh, I am doing great, especially with you here. I feel so safe with you next to me."

"That's great to hear," I replied nonchalantly. I didn't care.

She flipped her blonde hair and even pushed her chest forward, trying to impress me. My c**k didn't even twitch. "I am sad that you all are leaving after breakfast."

"We have to get back to our pack, "I told her.

"Maybe I can come to visit sometime," She -purred.

I shrugged. "Sure." My mind was already drifting to thoughts of Temperance. I smiled as her green eyes looked into mine. "Mmm," I moaned out loud. I felt a hand on my thigh, and I ignored it as Temperance danced through my mind. "Oh baby," I mumbled.

"You like that, huh?" I heard a sweet voice say to me, and all I saw was Temperance.

"Yes," I whispered as I felt her hands near my crotch. "Keep going."

"Grace!" Alpha Harold barked, breaking me out of my fantasy.

Grace retracted her hand. She looked at me with a guilty expression then turned to her father. "Sorry, Daddy."

"I apologize for my daughter, Alpha Gideon."

I shook my head and just stared at Grace. "I-its alright, Alpha Harold." I stood up from the table. "I will be in my room." I then left the dining room. I heard someone walking behind me.

"Want to talk about it?" Justin asked me.

I shook my head as I walked into the room and flopped on the bed. "Dude, I don't think I am going to survive five more days."

He sighed and laid down next to me. "You'll see Temperance today when we get home."

"She has school today," I mumbled.

"We'll go over after school to play video games with Hayden."

I smiled at the thought. My other best friend and Gamma Hayden is Temperance's older brother. He often got annoyed with how much I talked about his sister. He would roll his eyes and scoff whenever I spoke about her body or her breasts.

Justin snickered. "It's too bad Temperance hates you."

I growled at him. "She does not hate me. She thinks she does, but she knows I am her mate."

"Right, dude. She tells you all of the time that she hates you," He said to me.

Achilles whimpered in my head. He knew our mate was difficult at times. She always took my minor criticisms of her clothes and music as bullying. I was merely trying to get her to dress better. She insisted on hanging out with loser omegas and an orphaned wizard. I tried getting her to see what a mistake being friends with omegas was. The four of them thought themselves rock stars with their silly little band. Temperance had a heavenly singing voice that she ruined with that horrible noise they called music.

"She nearly kicked your ass last week," Justin reminded me.

I rolled my eyes. I had been picking on that loser Jeff she hung out with. I pushed him into the mud for staring at her for too long. He needed to understand that Temperance was mine. She was too good for him. But of course, Temperance had to defend Jeff the loser. She punched me hard enough to leave a bruise. I loved the fiery in her eyes whenever I pissed her off. It made my d**k hard. "She just punched me, Justin."

He laughed. "Dude, you had a black eye for three days."

I smiled. "Yeah. I can't wait to tame her."

"She won't like being tamed."

"Well, I won't tame her all the way. I still need that fiery side for the bedroom."

Justin snorted and sat up. "I hope you figure it out, Gid."

"You doubt me, beta?"

He shrugged. "I think it's wrong to try and change a girl. You should accept her as she is. I think she is cool how she is."

"I won't change her all the way, Justin. Just enough to be a good luna and mother that looks good on my arm."

"She isn't going to like the ambush party on Saturday."

My mother and Temperance's mother were helping me plan the party. It was under the guise of a birthday party. I knew Temperance wouldn't be entirely happy with it. But I knew once she learned we were mates and that she was my luna, she would fall into my arms. She had to. It was in our nature as werewolves. She-wolves were meant to submit to their mates. "It's not an ambush, Justin. It's merely an introduction to the rest of her life."

He sighed. "If you say so, Gid. I don't want to see you get hurt."

There was a knock on the door as my father and Beau walked in. "Are you boys packed and ready to get back home?" My father asked.

I shook my head. "Not quite, Dad."

"Well, get packed quick. We are leaving in twenty minutes."

I sighed and stood up as Justin stood up and walked out of the room, followed by his father.

"You will get to see Temperance in a few hours," My father smirked.

That motivated me. I started picking up my discarded clothes and dropping them into my suitcase. "That is always a plus, Dad."

He laughed. "I know, son. I remember the day I claimed your mother." He got a dreamy look in his dark eyes. "She was the most beautiful she-wolf I had ever seen in my life. She submitted almost instantly when our eyes met, and our wolves went nuts."

"I know. You tell me all of the time how you marked her then and there."

He nodded. "Yep. And I hope Temperance submits to you. Its nature. Females submit to us and bear our pups. Though I wish your mother and I were able to have more than two," He sighed sadly.

"I want at least four."

"That's what we wanted," He told me. He and my mother had a third pup, a girl. But she died a week after birth, and then my mother was unable to have more. I know my father had a slight resentment towards my mother for her inability to give him more pups.

I could only hope that Temperance was able to give me the pups I wanted. "Five more days," I breathed out as I finished packing and zipped up my suitcase.

"I'll meet you downstairs, Gideon."

"Okay," I replied. Ten minutes later, I was sitting in my Dad's Range Rover as we drove back to our pack. Justin and his dad were behind us in another Range Rover. I was giddy with anticipation of seeing my red-haired mate. "I am coming home, baby," I whispered to myself.