Welcome Home Mate
Chapter 88

LEX

I was in the land of pure bliss and didn't want to wake up.

Roxie had marked me, and I was over the moon. I knew marking was an issue for her; I could tell. Now, she will get to feel everything I feel for her.

I felt Blaze push me back, which woke me from my sleep. I listened in on what she was saying, but when she flinched when my hand was on her scar, it didn't accrue to me that she was ashamed or anything when it came to me. When Blaze thanked her, it made me realize that I was a dumbass for not thanking her for saving us, which technically she did. If she didn't keep Alpha Trevor busy, I wouldn't have gotten those rogues off me.

I felt happy.

I moved slightly, but my eyes shot open as I stared to the side of me.

Roxie wasn't in bed with me; I was on my own.

Where the hell was she?

Something hits my nose, making my stomach growl loudly at the smell.

Bacon.

Sausage.

Food, I thought.

Blaze chuckled in my head as I stared back at him. "Mate is cooking food for us," he said. "She wanted us to sleep after the marking."

I stared at him, confused.

"Bex told me," he said with a grin.

I was happy to hear that he could listen and talk to Bex.

"I like hearing his voice," a voice came crushing into my head as I looked at Blaze, slightly concerned that I was hearing things, but it only made him laugh. "Bex," he murmured. "Hi, Lex," she whispered. "Once Rox lets you mark her, Blaze will be able to communicate with her too."

I smiled.

"I'm honored to meet you," I said. "How is she?"

Bex sighed but in a good way.

"Go downstairs and see," she said. "Little thing to know about our Rox. She dances when she is happy, and at this moment, she is swaying those h!ps like there is no tomorrow." I moved out of bed in a shot, which made both Bex and Blaze laugh in my head.

I walked quickly downstairs and noticed the clothes from last night folded up on the couch. I quickly grabbed my boxers and pulled them up.

I looked toward the kitchen and walked through, but I stopped as I saw that Bex was right. Right in front of me was Roxie swaying her h!ps as she cooked; the music was loud.

I couldn't help but feel slightly aroused at the side.

She knew how to move her h!ps.

I wasted no time; I knew she would feel everything I felt. I moved toward her and wrapped my arms around her waist, which made her stop.

I leaned into her, grazing her neck with my lips as I placed a kiss in a place and moved closer to her ear. "I like how you move," I whispered as I ground my body toward hers and started to sway her h!ps with mine. Roxie leans back into my chest.

I sway with her as I place a kiss which makes her moan slightly.

Roxie moves slightly and turns around to look at me. "Lex," she says as she wraps her arms around my neck while holding the spatula. "As much as this is turning me on," she says. "I'm cooking and starving. I know you are too, so how about we eat, and we can carry on with what you started."

I smiled.

I placed a kiss on her lips and pulled back. "With pleasure," I said. "Do you want me to help?"

Roxie looked at me but shook her head. "Everything's nearly done," she said. "You can take a seat if you want."

I nodded but kissed her again before letting her go and moving away to sit at the table.

I walked over to the table and sat down, watching Roxie as she went back to cooking.

I soon realized that she was wearing some shorts and an oversized top.

She must have been up early, I thought.

"I fell asleep when you passed out," she said, pulling me from my thoughts. "I woke up an hour ago. I was hungry and knew you would be too, so I thought I would make us some food."

I looked at her, amused, as she looked over her shoulder at me. A smirk itched the corners of her mouth, "Bex told me what you were thinking," she said.

I smiled; that was going to take some getting used to.

Bex giggled in my head.

I have to admit; I loved hearing her too.

After a few seconds, Roxie was dishing out everything and putting everything in front of us. I was surprised to see so much food in front of us.

Roxie sat down opposite me, and we both began to eat.

We stayed in silence to eat.

Realizing that we didn't have much to eat after what happened on the couch, all I could think about was having Roxie all evening, and that's what I did. I f****d her in every position I could. I admit I couldn't get enough of her moaning my name. I looked up at Roxie as I took the last bite of my food; I was about to say something when a knock came through the house.

Someone was here.

I stared at Roxie as she stood up. "I'll get it," she said.

I watched as Roxie walked away from the table.

I wanted to kill whoever was on the other side of the door, but as I heard some voices and the front door closing, I looked to the side and noticed we weren't alone anymore. There behind Roxie stood Keith and Tim.

I smiled.

Keith and Tim looked at me, but I could feel Keith's eyes on me and widen as he looked at my mark. He smiled.

"Good morning," Tim said as he walked in.

I leaned back in my chair as I watched both men walk in and stand to the side as Roxie returned to her seat.

"We only wanted to come and check to see if you were okay and that the food was okay," Tim said.

I nodded, but I noticed the slight nudge that Keith gave Tim, which made Tim look at me, but his eyes landed on my mark, and he smiled.

"You marked Lex," he said out loud. "Rox, that's fantastic."

Roxie looked at him, but she moved back to my eyes.

No words left her mouth, but I could see Tim and Keith glance at her neck and look at me. Keith's eyebrows c****d up as he realized I didn't mark her.

I shook my head.

Keith gave me a knowing look and smiled. He must have sensed what I suggested to Roxie and was happy with her decision.

Tim was over the moon, but I didn't think he minded that she didn't mark me.

"You have to tell your father," he said as I looked back at him. "We have to organize Roxie's Luna ceremony now."

I heard something land on the table hard, which made me look at Roxie.

Roxie stared at me with wide eyes.

"Luna ceremony," she muttered.

"What do I have to do for that?" she asked.

I smiled.

"It will be a ceremony where you will pledge to be my Luna in front of the pack," I said. "We can do it in a few weeks or when you are ready."

I could feel Blaze move in my head and look at Rox.

"Bex says something is up," he murmurs, taking me completely off guard.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

Blaze didn't say anything, but I stared at Roxie, who looked like she wanted to throw up.

"Does the Luna ceremony have any traditions?" she asked, which sounded hard coming from her lips.

"We have some," I said, looking at her, confused.

"Like what?" she asked.

I looked at Tim and Keith, who were now staring at us. Keith shrugged, but Tim's face was stern. "Rox," he said. "The Luna ceremony is one of the traditional ceremonies; it will establish you as a pack member and who you are. That's not to mention you are Lex's mate." I stared at her as her eyes went from mine to his. "I'm just asking what traditions there are," she said, and looked back at me.

I cleared my throat and told her what to expect. "Well, we both have to dress up, and every alpha and Luna is invited to attend," I said. "It is like a wedding, but it is focused on you and I becoming joined as one as mates."

Roxie stares at me but doesn't say anything.

I felt a pang of hurt run through me.

Does she want a Luna ceremony? I thought.

The way she was acting was making my mind run wild with worry.

Keith cleared his throat, making me look at him. His eyes were concerned as he looked between Roxie and me. "You can wait till you are ready, Rox," Keith said. "There is no rush."

"No, she can't," says Tim, which makes me glare at him. His face was annoyed. "Roxie has committed to being Lex's mate by marking him," he said. "She has to follow the rules of the pack law; whether he has marked her or not, she needs to be his Luan, and more importantly, she needs to be the pack's Luna."

I looked toward her, but her face was unreadable. I knew Tim was right, but something was clearly up with her.

I looked at Blaze.

"Blaze," I muttered to him. "What is she thinking? What has Bex said?"

Blaze stares but doesn't say anything, which makes me look back at him. He looked hurt. "Bex is pissed," he whispered. "I don't know why she won't talk to me," he said.

I look back at Roxie.

Roxie stares at me but pushes back on her chair and stands.

She looks at me, but after a few moments, she walks away and leaves the kitchen.

I look at Tim and Keith, who are staring at the door.

I got up from my chair, not saying a word to them.

I walked out and went upstairs to Roxie's room.

The door was closed; I placed my hand on the door handle, only for the door to open and there stood Roxie, anger written on her.

"I think you should go and train," she said, slamming the door in my face.

What the freaking hell was all that about?

I felt hurt by her actions but also angry too.

I needed to know what she was thinking; I needed answers.

I knocked on her door, but she never opened up.

"ROX," I shouted through the door. "OPEN THIS DOOR."

There was still no sound or movement.

I kept knocking, but with every knock, I got louder and harder as my fist hit the door.

Blaze was upfront and was pissed.

I needed to get out of the house.

I knocked once more, but no answer.

I huffed out.

How can one mate change her mood so much in one sitting? I thought.

I needed to leave, and now.

I didn't want to be around her if she was going to act this childish.

I turned and walked back downstairs, only to be met by Tim and Keith.

I looked at them and frowned. "You didn't have to tell her like that about the luna ceremony," I said to Tim, who bowed his head. "I only got her to mark me so she could feel everything I felt towards her, nothing more. The Luna ceremony can wait, and now I might not have a Luna."

Tim looked up at me and was about to speak, but Keith beat him. "Tim," he said as his eyes went to his brother. "You know what Roxie is like and what you said, and how you said it didn't help the situation. I also told you we didn't need to come here as they wanted to be together."

I looked at Tim and frowned. "Why did you come here anyway?" I asked.

Tim looked at me and sighed.

"Your father wanted to know what was going on," he said. "I couldn't get hold of Roxie, nor can your father with you. I thought we could... I don't know, I wasn't thinking, and when I saw your mark, I got excited."

I sighed.

"I'm going for a run," I muttered. "I need to clear my head, and Blaze is angry too. It seems Bex is not talking to him either."

I looked at both men and sighed.

I turned around and walked toward the front door.

I didn't want to leave, but I knew I couldn't stay.

My emotions were everywhere, and most pain and anger filled me.

I hated her acting like this; it made me second-guess everything.

I walked through the front door and let Blaze take over; he took over and, shifted into his form, bolted out toward the forest as soon as his paws.

Neither of us spoke as he ran.

We needed this.

We needed to clear our heads.