His Vengeance
The door to our hall opens and a mysterious rich enticing scent drifts around to saturate the air, a warm fragrance that catches my attention instantaneously. This male who enters overpowers my knees to tremble bones to weaken as my body sways side to side in reaction to the power he radiates. I cannot think straight. All I see is him all I feel is him.
A brawny figure comes into view and my soul is brisk to beckon him my wolf pacing wanting to be set free. She claws at her barrier urging me to unleash her so she can inspect his flesh. His bulky beastly body oozes testosterone and dominance sculpted to be the strongest of all. He is a specimen unlike any other I have beheld before. He is a God.
This male is mine; this male holds all my attention.
My body erupts in flames to the heat of his flesh that strides towards me only to lay his ardent eyes upon my melting skin. I slowly examine him from the tips of his shoes up to his muscular thighs, over his snug shirt worn like a second skin that shows a delicious preview of what is covered to his bulky arms, sharp and high cheekbones, his full lips and finally his striking green orbs. He is truly entrancing.
An instant lust takes over my cunt dripping wanting this male to thrust between my quivering thighs. He smells the room his nose flaring sniffing to figure out my scent. He takes another curt step towards me as though craving to fondle me a sharp intake of breath escapes my lips.
The male shakes his head in denial and steps back as though he were fighting within himself. As though he is displeased with what the moon has gifted him with. No wolf saw our exchange, their heads bowed. His face says he hates me but the flame of his fiery pupil reveals to me he wants me just like I want him. His hands turn to clenched fists and his voice rumbles throughout the hall making a few wolves whimper with dread.
"Why are you not kneeling female?" He questions, his voice unyielding and sonorous. I am pulled out of my trance by his insulting tone.
"I bow to no one but the moon," I respond baring to him the inner strength I possess and meet his flaming eyes without flinching. No one dares to mutter another word or raise their head yet I know they are waiting in anticipation. They are ridiculing my strength for they know this male shall make me submit.
The vigour and demand of his will radiate with almost tangible power. When he steps close enough, the heat that constantly radiates from him envelopes me and cages me to him.
Everything outside ceases to exist and in it only he and I remain. Yet I hear Alpha Lan’s loud mocking snicker from not far which irritates me further and an urge to shift and paint the walls with his blood aches within. But the foreign Alpha’s scent draws my attention back to him, so bothersome that it makes me lightheaded and weak.
His hands shake, a furious look burns in his eyes to his surging rage as he turns to mingle scorn and ponder. His wolf wishes to come forward to the surface to hold and meet me yet this male opposes it. I close my eyes and raise my chin, waiting for what would happen next. He inhales deeply his chest heaving calming himself before he delivers his truth.
"You will learn. I will show you your place." When he steps close enough, the fire that steadily radiates from him envelopes me and binds me to his being.
I quiver visibly to his words as he saunters past me to his seat. His wicked truth still lingering upon his godly face. Halting at the head of the table whilst his eyes wander through the wolves bowed down he commands, "Rise." His authority mounts and all the wolves jump to their feet briskly paying heed to his leadership standing upright in attention. I shake my head in denial, finding myself drowning in the bite of command in his voice. A new weakness of mine I have discovered.
Whilst the Alphas' sit back upon their chairs the discussion commences at once. A smooth meeting that progressed hastily. The wolves present pay keen attention to my mate's words unwavering and engaged in the talk. Only the moon knows that all I can think of is the male to my side who is a lethal temptation to me. The red-hot sexual tension between us is intolerable my flesh hisses and tingles like raw meat cooked on a fire.
I made every effort I could to focus on the meeting, fought for the well-being of my pack and showed my power to threaten any potential invaders. Yet when I conclude my speech and sit down my back is drenched with my sweat in reaction to the heat of hostility that constantly radiates from all the present Alphas, but mostly due to the steaming scan of my body done shamelessly by the foreign male sitting beside me.
His scent wraps around the entirety of my being like thick vines my eyes rake down his flesh filled with sizzling lust only to be met with his aloof pair of emeralds. I could not ignore the tingles that sparked throughout my body it is a new feeling one that I have never experienced before. Saliva pools in my mouth wanting a taste of what is lies before my eyes. I like viewing this beast.
My feast is halted by a low uncontrollable groan of want that slips from his plump red lips. I gawk at him in shock yet I regret my courage the minute our eyes lock and make love. Deliberate excruciating torture he begins ravishing my flesh with his immoral eyes whilst he clutches onto his chair knuckles turning white with his bodily control as his pants tighten showing the firm length of his humongous cock. Everything about him looks deadly erotic. I am bewitched.
Yet throughout our feasting of each other, we fight. We battle hard to deny the irresistible magnetism between us. He does not want me and I...I feel uneasy with his presence.
His scent wraps around the entirety of my being like thick vines, my eyes rake down his flesh filling me with sizzling lust only to be met with his cold pair of emeralds. I could not ignore the tingles that sparked throughout my body, it is a new feeling one that I have never experienced before.
Do not give in to his seduction, I reprimand myself. But my resistance is futile and in vain for I quickly realize that this male is my very own drug. Our bond is too strong to fight against. If I do not wish to get addicted to him, the best way to do so is to run. As far as I can and not get involved with him in any way.
I dig my nails into flesh, I mustn't lose control. Every single minute is pure torture. I am unaware of how long I had been controlling and suffering internally for when I heard the word “Dismiss”, I could not help but let out a sigh of relief. The time has arrived. Time for me to run. To escape.
The wolves disperse swiftly like thick smoke as the meeting ends. I take in a deep breath as I rise from my seat praying he is held up by wolves to notice my departure. Yet before I could rush to the door, my wrist is grabbed by a large warm hand that spreads heat down my flesh.
“Stay.” His deep rich voice bounds me.
“Alpha,” Elriam calls out. She is cautious of this male, she sees no good in him. I offer her a weak nod and she listens instantly leaving, gifting us with the privacy we desperately need.
“Look at me,” He commands. One that I cannot escape, a word from his mouth has me rooted to my spot leaving me immobile.
I clench my fist tightly seeking support from within myself and turn to where he stands. I refuse to meet his darkening eyes filled with raw hunger, for it is too dangerous. It would be a risk I would take knowingly for if I look he shall cage me beneath him.
My heart pounds under my ribcage racing heavily as the silence grows. There is no wolf present but us. The thought itself makes me apprehensive for I do not know what he plans to do but his scent that wraps its arms around me is quickly turning to be savage.
“I must go.” I try to keep my voice calm whilst I struggle against his strong grip.
“Are you nervous?” He does not release me but merely pulls my body closer to his heat. A low gasp of surprise is quick to escape my lips, my chest heaving to my breathlessness.
“No.” Teeth sink into my lower lip, trying to stay sober. It would be much easier for me to overcome this strong cruel beastly temptation from him if my wolf remained calm and was not prancing around with her desire and lust to devour him.
“No?” He questions, almost a whisper that gently touches the flesh of my cheek. Grabbing my chin he compels me to meet his eyes, a sign he shall acquire what he desires. There is no fighting him, he shall always win. Despite my weak protests, my strength cannot compare to his.
"You are dripping.” His truth of my arousal burns through me whilst I shiver and tremble against his impure and aphrodisiac antics.
“You are mistaken, Alpha Deimos. Let me go.”
"So, you are an Alpha.” He leers voice dripping with predatory greed, a sound that makes my heart itch. He is swift to change the subject and get straight to the point whilst his cold fingers gently brush against my cheek.
I nod in response, my lips dry a sign of my drowning thirst and I swallow harshly desperate and eager to get more of his touches and caresses.
"I suppose it is not an easy role for you.” He pauses to meet my eyes, “As a female."
I do not answer him. My whole body craving further pleasures from his aching touch, yet my mind is screaming to stay sober. He seems unsatisfied with my reaction. A slight frown paints the space between his brows, “I suppose you are unfit to protect your pack.” The feeling of humiliation wraps around my heat, my heart sinking to the pit of my core.
“I am. My pack lives better now.” Chin raised, spine straight, “They are always my priority. I live for them.” Does he dare to question my true essence?
Deimos raises his brows and stares coldly with contempt, “Truly? Then you are unaware of this world's reality, female. You are not strong enough.” He reaches over to brush my hair back away baring my forehead. His fingertips glide almost reverently across my skin. How is it his actions and words contradict each other?
He appears to be gentle, but his words are harsh and cruel. Understanding of the situation finally pools in, this is his way of showing dominance. My body stiffens yet my lips seem to be stuck together for I cannot open my mouth. I am unable to fight against his relentless attacks.
“That is why you need me.” He blatantly ignores my fiery glare lowering his head just so my neck could swim in the burn of his hot breath, “You want me.”
Gritting my teeth shutting my eyes close I remain calm and collected trying my hardest to ignore my acute awareness of him. But it is nearly impossible. He is too close. His scent, the heat that radiates from his flesh, his maleness... he is perfect and as magnificent as the sun.
“You want me. Say it.” His voice is truly toxic, euphoric and wild. His canines brush across the tender flesh of my neck. He is waiting. Waiting for me to submit. A predator and prey situation has arisen.
Teeth sink deeper into my lower lip, the taste of fresh blood clears the shattered fragments of my mind. He is delusional for I shall never give him what he wishes.
“Mate,” he whispers again. A shiver swims through me to the blunt finality in his tone. My knees weaken to the thought of what he shall do with me. I cannot help but want to be held by those muscular arms of his. Then I feel it, the way his hot tongue licks the side of my neck before his canines poke against flesh. He plunges inside achingly slow, little by little as though he wished to-
No!
The thought of being marked abruptly sends me into a state of panic. Whilst I prepare to wield my sword and strike him we are interrupted by a sweating breathless worried wolf.
“Alpha Deimos!”
Deimos's emeralds burn bright with a fury that wishes to be unleashed for being disturbed. “There are wolves waiting for your approval on the trade we discussed.” The male’s voice is shaking, his fear of the situation clear for us to see.
Hearing this, Deimos sets me free immediately. Grabbing his suit jacket he rushes out the meeting room only to stop abruptly at the door and peer back at me, “Do not move,” he commands, deep greens sending me a sinful warning whilst he disappears down the hall.
"Elriam who was the male who led the meeting? Is he an Alpha?" I question my eyes glued to his wide back as he departs.
"He is Deimos. He is not just an Alpha, he is the Alpha of Alphas." She answers me. My eyes widen to her declaration something like that existed. What has the moon blessed me with?
"Beta Elriam." The sickening voice calls out interrupting our conversation as Beta Jordan strides boldly towards her to yank her hand and kiss the top of it. She looks as though she wishes to vomit repulsed by his touch.
I stiffen to the numerous warriors who surround Elriam and me giving us no space to retreat. From within the shadows, Alpha Lan walks forward happily with a mocking smile on his face.
"What are you doing?" I question my teeth bared to him in aggression as Elriam gets into her war stance.
"Taking a hold of my opportunity to take your pack lands from your filthy hands. You shall die here female." He says as the rhythms of my heart begin to beat faster in anxiety.
Beta Jordan is swift to arrest Elriam to his chest dragging her away from me as she whimpers in pain striving to loosen his harsh hold on her body.
"No! Let her go," I scream preparing to follow them but one of the warriors blocks my path his knife raised towards my throat in a threat.
"No no. She is mine to deal with." Alpha Lan utters shifting closer to me to fondle my flesh as though he is inspecting his prey before choosing to kill it.
"Get your disgusting hands off me!" I yell. If it were only him and his beta it would be a fair fight I would have had the chance to conquer them but he intentionally brought his warriors knowing I would leave mine back home. I am outnumbered here I see no way out of this.
"This is why your Luna loathes you. Either because your cock is too small or because you are a coward who cannot face another Alpha without the help of your warriors." I insult him recklessly and he snaps lunging at me to clamp his hands around my throat hoisting my body above ground.
I fight to breathe as his claws pierce into my flesh ripping my skin apart whilst he strangles me. A gut-wrenching shriek of agony tears through my lips in severe pain I am helpless for I am surrounded and restrained. Yet I persist with vigour attempting to get a hit at Alpha Lan whose claws are sunk deep into my throat.
"Deimos," I whisper unknowingly I beckon his soul. It is an instinct that seizes me an impulse to fetch whom my heart is summoning.
Within a few seconds of my call amid the unpleasant chaos, a thundering roar of unleased savagery and rage breaks free into the air nature carries him to me his scent overwhelmingly strong and comforting that soars and cuts through the mingled metallic smell of my blood.
He is here. My mate. I smile widely crazed with my mate's appearance revealing my bloodstained teeth to Alpha Lan who begins to shiver at his unexpected presence.
"Let go of my mate, Alpha Lan." Deimos bellows a command fueled with his vengeance.