Chapter 366: Chapter 366: Let Silas Taste You Properly

"I’m a licensed veterinary technician. I could help with pack medical care, especially for wolves who prefer not to use human hospitals. And I’m trained in conflict mediation....I could assist with dispute resolution if needed."

Eve and Brynn exchanged glances. Both of those skills would be genuinely useful.

"What’s your ranking history?" Eve asked.

"Gamma in my birth pack. I’m not interested in climbing hierarchy. I just want to contribute and belong."

They talked for another twenty minutes, covering everything from Sarah’s control over her wolf to her expectations about pack life. By the end, Eve had a clear sense of who Sarah was.

"Thank you for your time," Eve said. "We’ll discuss your application with the Alphas and let you know our decision within three days."

After Sarah left, Brynn turned to Eve with an approving expression. "Well done. You asked the right questions, read her responses well, and maintained appropriate authority without being intimidating."

"You think she’s a good fit?"

"I do. She’s genuine, has useful skills, and seems like she’d integrate well. But what do you think?"

Eve considered it. "I liked her. She was honest about wanting to belong, didn’t oversell herself, and I got the sense she’d work hard to earn her place. I think we should accept her."

"Then that’s what you’ll recommend to the Alphas." Brynn stood. "Two more applicants this afternoon. Want to handle them alone or should I stay?"

"Stay for the next one. If that goes well, I’ll try the third alone."

"Deal."

By the end of the day, Eve had interviewed all three applicants and made her recommendations:

Sarah Matthews: accept. Genuine, skilled, good temperament.

Peter Reed: reject. Too aggressive, poor control, red flags about why he left his last pack.

Jennifer: accept with probation. Solid skills but recent trauma from a bad pack situation. Needs support and monitoring.

She presented her recommendations to her mates that evening over dinner.

"These are good assessments," Damian said, reviewing her notes. "I agree with all of them. Peter’s application had me concerned anyway, you picked up on the same red flags I did."

"And Jennifer’s probationary acceptance is smart," Silas added. "She has potential but needs time to heal. Giving her that space while monitoring integration is the right call."

"So I did okay?" Eve asked.

"You did great." Damon squeezed her hand. "Welcome to being an active Luna. This is just the beginning."

Eve felt pride bloom in her chest. She’d done Luna work. Real leadership. And she’d done it well.

"What’s next?" she asked.

"The Morrison-Chen dispute tomorrow. Then the school visit later this week." Damian’s expression turned warm. "You’re going to be busy. Think you can handle Luna duties on top of everything else?"

Eve thought about the Seraphim Court and the reform and the political maneuvering. About her mates and their intensity. About Maya and Kai and the pack dynamics.

It was a lot. More than she’d ever imagined taking on.

But she could do it.

She was strong enough. Capable enough. Supported enough. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Yes," Eve said with certainty. "I can handle it."

And looking at her mates’ proud expressions, she knew they believed it too.

***

Eve barely had time to set down her wine glass before Damian was on her.

"You did so well today," he murmured against her neck, his hands already working the buttons of her shirt. "Our perfect Luna. Making smart decisions. Leading the pack. Being absolutely magnificent."

"I just interviewed three people," Eve protested, even as heat flooded through her at his touch.

"You did more than that." Damon appeared on her other side, his hands sliding around her waist from behind. "You stepped into your role. Owned it. Made decisions that will shape the pack’s future. That deserves proper recognition."

"Recognition?" Eve’s voice came out breathier than intended.

"Reward," Silas corrected, moving to stand in front of her. His eyes were dark with intent. "We’re going to show you exactly how proud we are. How much we appreciate everything you do."

Damian finished unbuttoning her shirt and pushed it off her shoulders. Damon unhooked her bra with practiced efficiency. Within seconds, Eve was topless, surrounded by three very intent werewolves.

"Bedroom," Damian ordered. "Now."

They didn’t make it to the bedroom.

Damian had Eve pressed against the wall in the hallway, his mouth claiming hers with bruising intensity. His hands were everywhere....cupping her breasts, squeezing and kneading, thumbs circling her nipples until they were hard and aching.

Damon dropped to his knees behind her and pulled her pants down, leaving her in nothing but her underwear. His hands gripped her hips, holding her steady while his mouth found the curve of her ass, biting gently.

"So perfect," Damon murmured against her skin. "Every inch of you."

Silas’s hand slid into her hair, tilting her head back to break the kiss with Damian. "Tell us what you want, Eve. How do you want to be rewarded?"

Eve could barely think past the sensation of Damian’s mouth on her and Damon’s teeth on her skin. "I want....I want all of you. Together. I want to feel completely claimed."

"Good answer." Silas’s smile was dark and promising. "Then let’s give you exactly that."

They finally made it to the bedroom, leaving a trail of discarded clothing in their wake.

Damian positioned himself on his back in the center of the bed. "Come here. Straddle me facing Silas."

Eve climbed onto the bed and positioned herself over Damian’s cock. He gripped her hips and pulled her down slowly, filling her inch by devastating inch.

From this angle he was impossibly deep. Eve’s head fell back, a moan escaping her lips.

"That’s it," Damian encouraged. "Take all of me."

Once Eve was fully seated, Silas moved to kneel in front of her. "Lean back against Damian. Let him support your weight."

Eve did, reclining until her back was pressed against Damian’s chest. Silas pushed her legs wider, spreading her obscenely, and then his mouth was on her.

The sensation of having Damian deep inside her while Silas worked her clit with his tongue was overwhelming. Eve’s hands fisted in the sheets, her hips trying to move but Damian’s grip kept her pinned.

"Stay still," Damian ordered. "Let Silas taste you properly."