Chapter 1 Ivy and Marco

Chapter 1

Ivy and Marco were entwined, lost in the depths of their passion. Their bodies moved with a synchronized rhythm, their connection intense and electrifying. As they caught their breath, while laying breathlessly on the bed, Ivy gazed into Marco's eyes with anticipation.

"Is there something troubling you, my love?" Marco questioned, running his fingers through her hair. Ivy shut her eyes, allowing the pleasure to flow through her and she sighed before opening them.

She chewed on her bottom lip, unsure of how to bring up what was bothering her.

"Hey," Marco called softly, placing his palm on her right cheek and rubbing it lightly. "You can talk to me. What is it?"

"When will you tell the pack that I am your mate?" she asked, her voice tinged with vulnerability.

"I-" Marco caressed her cheek, the touch emanating warmth and affection, breaking her resolve.

He sighed, then turned to face her. "Soon, my love," he assured her, his voice resonating with sincerity. "I want to ensure the right time and circumstance to reveal our bond. I will protect you, always."

Ivy smiled, her heart fluttering with the promise of a future together. She trusted him, placing her faith in their connection. However, fate had different plans, for loyalty often veils itself in deceit, and trust can be shattered in an instant.

As they basked in the afterglow of their love, Marco's gaze lingered upon Ivy's body. An intimate moment tinged with adoration and curiosity unfurled, as his eyes traced the contours of her form. A playful smile danced on his lips, provoking a blush upon her cheeks.

"Come on Marco, we just..."

"I can't seem to get enough of you and you know that!"

"Just One more."

Ivy couldn't help but laugh at his childish antics. Marco's eyes twinkled mischievously, filled with a playful glimmer as he leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a sweet, tender kiss. Time seemed to stand still as their connection deepened with each passing second, enclosing them in a world where only their love existed.

Marco drew closer and kissed her. They moved closer to each other, savoring the softness and tenderness of their kiss. Their connection deepened with each passing second, consuming them completely. As their bodies drew nearer, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, while their tongues entwined in a dance of affection.

Their passionate exchange seemed to release a flood of emotions they had been harboring for so long. Marco tenderly caressed Ivy's nipple with his lips, teasing it gently and igniting a pleasurable response from her. Ivy couldn't hold back her moans of delight, her eyes shut tight as she surrendered to the sensation. With her hands, she eagerly explored his exposed physique, tracing the contours of his sun-kissed, well-toned back. His body exuded an athletic grace, accentuated by a light dusting of hair. Guiding her hands further, he allowed her to gently stimulate him as he grew in her grasp.

With a shared desire, she guided him between her legs, parting them slowly, and her resulting moan revealed her anticipation. As he slid inside her, their connection intensified, filling them both with intense pleasure.

Marco adjusted his movements, seeking the perfect angle to bring Ivy even more satisfaction. She welcomed him eagerly, opening her legs wider and bending her knees to grant him deeper access.

Time seemed to stand still as they merged their bodies and souls. Every stroke, every inch, he relished the sensation of her velvety walls enveloping him, a testament to their passionate union.

In this moment of intimate connection, Marco felt a profound love for Ivy-an unbreakable bond with the woman who had captured his heart.

As he moved within her, he gazed into her eyes, seeing the depth of their love reflected at him.

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The next morning, Ivy woke up alone in the lavish room and somehow Marco's absence stirred a sense of sadness within her. She knew he had duties and she knew Marco wouldn't be able to spend all his time with her especially since he had yet to make it known that they were mates but until then, she was going to bask in the joy she could get from her limited time with him.

Before she could comprehend the situation, the door creaked open, and a group of guards stormed in, their menacing expressions etched on their faces.

Confusion clouded her mind as the chilling gaze of accusation landed on her. Luckily she had put on something before she'd slept.

"I.. I... Is there... What's going on?" Ivy stuttered.

"You can stop with the pretense, thief!" one of the guards yelled, his eyes blazing with anger and hatred as he glared at her.

"Pretense? Thief? I don't understand. What is happening? What's going on?" Ivy's brow was furrowed in confusion. Her heart began to hammer in her chest wondering if she had gotten into any trouble.

As the omega of the pack, and the pack slave, it was her duty to make sure every duty in the pack house was carried out and she made sure of that before she made her way to Marco.

"You will know when you get to the Alpha" the second guard replied with no sense of gentility as he grabbed her hair tugging her half-naked body from the bed.

"Look at her, what a slut!" the other snickered as his eyes began to roam on her body.

Ivy was tugged out of the room and while she tried to resist reaching for the sheet to cover her body, the guard yanked her and began to kick her on her abdomen making Ivy cry out in pain.

She was blinded by tears as they kept on kicking and punching while they dragged her through the hallway. At last, they arrived at the throne hall where the Alpha and the rest of his family members were awaiting.

"How dare you, Omega?!" The Alpha roared and walked up to her. "How dare you steal from me?"

Anika gasped, shock written all over her face. "I knew she wasn't vontemtrf with what she had but I never knew that she could steal the blue jade"

Ivy stood frozen, disbelief mingling with fear as she was accused of stealing the king's precious diamond, a jewel of immeasurable value. Panic rippled through her veins, and she urgently sought Marco, hoping for his presence to vouch for her innocence.

Her eyes searched the room, finally landing upon him. But to her dismay, he averted his gaze, avoiding her pleading eyes. "Ma-" She tried to call out but was cut off by the Alpha guard.

"Shut up! You dare to speak when the Alpha is still speaking!"

"I- I didn't do this. I swear I can prove it" she cried out, desperation in her voice. Her eyes sought out Marco begging for his confirmation of her innocence. "Please." She whispered, hoping he would come to her aid.

Marco's silence wounded her deeply. She turned to the Alpha hoping to convince him. "It isn't true. I swear. I was nowhere near here"

Her pleas fell on deaf ears as the Alpha ordered the guards. "Take her to the cell and make sure she's dealt with"

Realizing the gravity of the situation, she was overcome with a sense of helplessness as she was dragged away. Ivy cried hoping that somehow Marco could prove her innocence. That he would stand up for her.