Your Punishment

I did not go in for training today, I do not wish to see Deimos. I need some time to think. To calm my heart down. His words from last night stirred me more than I thought they would. How do you put a wall around your heart from your mate? It’s just not possible and so I must bear all the hurtful words he hurls at me.

A pup stops my path home. She carries a flower crown in her tiny fingers and peers up at me. Her eyes sparkle whilst she shows me a wide toothless smile.

"Luna, I make you this. It be pretty, like Luna." Her bubbly voice fumbles around with words to speak correctly. She gestures for me to lower myself to the ground. I gradually kneel tilting my head towards the little creature questioning her antics. She delicately places it upon my head fiddling around with my hair.

"Thank you little one." I smile at her. A genuine smile, she made me content. This little gesture brought peace to my heart. My smile disappears to the sound of a click from a camera. I look to the side, Ragon with his phone pointing at me, mouth open and Deimos by his side, just staring at me with some sort of yearning. I bow my head down, a fervent blush creeping up my cheeks.

"Don't you think she is beautiful Alpha? I have never seen her smile like that." Ragon questions Deimos. However, he does not answer him merely keeps looking at me with those longing eyes. Not today Deimos, today you and I will not have a staring contest. I casually get up dusting my hands over my dress and clutch onto the tiny palm of the little pup.

"Come, let me take you back to your mother." I walk with her back to the packhouse without sparing him another glance. I neither wish to see nor converse with him. Today is going to be my day. I shall focus on myself.

Dropping the little one with her mom, I hurry towards the library excited to pick out a new book to read. I haven't had many duties to do in this pack, largely cleaning, helping the females with cooking and looking after the pups. I guess that's what Luna's do. Is that what I want to do? No. I was born and trained for different purposes, definitely not this.

Swiping my fingertips along the shelves, eyes scanning for something to grab my attention. I stop midway, feeling warmth encompass my back. It is him. Can't this male just give me some time to spend alone? I gasp when he settles his hands on the shelves caging me in his arms. He takes a deep breath in sniffing my hair. He waits for me to turn around but I don't. I will not abide by his wishes.

"Turn around and look at me, mate." His voice strained as if he is controlling himself. Brushing my hair to the side baring my neck to him, he takes another deep sniff groaning his constraint. My scent is his drug and he is an addict.

"I will not repeat myself, mate." His voice growing louder. Not wanting to anger him and bring forth destruction, I turn around. Eyes meet eyes.

"Finally." He murmurs to himself. "It suits you quite well." My eyes turn questioning. What suits me well? He understands this and points to my head. "The flower crown." He answers. My eyes widen, my hands reaching to remove them. I forgot about it. He grabs my wrists stopping them from removing them.

"Don't, it suits you and me... I like it on you." My eyes enlarge. Is this a compliment? Did he just compliment me? But why? I try to get away from his arms. But this male gives me no chance to run. He keeps me caged in, encaging me within his warmth. His eyes keep darting back and forth from one eye to another, eyebrows pulled down in a frown.

"You haven't spoken a word to me today. What is the reason?" He questions me.

Is he seriously asking me this? Does he not know? I scoff turning my head. This angers him. Grabbing my chin in his hand, he turns me to face him. "Don't tell me, your actions are based on our conversation last night?" I choose not to reply to him, earning a snarl in return. "Answer me." He growls.

"I do not know what you are talking about." I give him a short and frank reply.

"Do not lie to me. You will not like the consequences it will bring." He warns. I look into his eyes; he speaks the truth.

"Yes," I tell him the truth as well. My answer making him sigh. He slowly walks backwards freeing me from his hold.

"Are you a pup, mate? Is this your way of pouting?" His question sparking anger within me. Gritting my teeth I snarl at him.

"I am no pup; any mate would have done the same if their partner spoke your words." I show my anger walking towards him in huge strides.

Grabbing my hips, bringing me towards his chest. "Calm down, I said I will protect you. What more do you ask of me? Is my protection not enough to satisfy you?" His question adding fuel to the fire growing within me. This male sure loves to pull my strings. Shoving him backwards I walk away from him.

"Your protection is useless to me and you know what I want. Alpha." With one last look at him, I leave the library slamming the door on my way out showing my distaste for his words. A pup? Was that a joke? I have been so obedient to his wishes, is it bad to wish for something in return? Is it wrong to want to be loved?

Trotting back to the packhouse, wanting to spend some time with my females, needing their comfort. My path is blocked by Ragon. His chest heaving up and down taking in gasps of air. Sweat dripping down his cheek, his hands moving about panicking, trying to inform me of something.

"Breathe, Beta. What are you trying to tell me?" I am slightly wary of what is to come. His eyes hold uncertainty and fear. What is happening to instil fear within this male?

"L-Luna! You need to get to the safe house. Now."

"What? And why must I do that?" I don't understand, is this some sort of drill? Unless it's an attack, I mean who in their right mind would attack Deimos's pack unless they have a death wish.

"We are under attack Luna, it's one of the Alphas from the council. The females and pups have already begun boarding and you must leave right away." Ragon rushes softly pushing me towards the direction that leads to the safe house. How can this happen in a matter of minutes?

"Where is Deimos?" It's funny isn't it, no matter how much he brings me pain my heart and soul will always look out for him. Ragon smiles softly at my question.

"Alpha is gathering the warriors, he instructed me to take you to the safe house." His answer doesn't calm the storm of worry brewing within me. I knew that I had to follow his order, I can't do anything right now my hands are tied. The pack comes first.

"Elriam, come," I call out to her knowing what I must do. Efraim strides up to me, already figuring out what I am about to ask rather than command her.

"I'll keep them safe Alpha, in return please take care of yourself." Her voice soft and calm, resting my forehead on hers I show her my promise. Rushing to the field, my ears flinching to the sound of cries and my nose catching the familiar metallic smell of blood. Deimos has brought forth death. I stop in my tracks, my anger brimming to the core of the scene in front of my eyes.

Wolves trying to attack Deimos all together at once. Cowards, they know fighting him alone will lead to their painful death. My wolf rises to the surface, her burning need to protect her mate. Deimos brings death, I bring chaos.

Fighting off wolves is a piece of cake, but facing Deimos after defying him is not. Standing in the middle of the field, pack members surround Deimos and me. His face void of any emotion but his eyes show me his anger. He is furious and I will finally face his wrath.

"What were you ordered to do, mate?" Deimos asks me, his hands clenched into fists. He is controlling himself from bursting out. "And what did you do instead?"I keep quiet looking at him, only him. Me fighting him will only fuel his anger.

"Do you think my orders are a hoax? Do you think you can defy me just because you are my mate? You think I won't punish you for what you did today?" With each word he strides forward to me, his voice growing louder and louder. He now stands in front of me, chest heaving up and down.

I scan him slowly from the tips of his hair to his bare feet. Finally meeting his eyes I tell him what I need to.

"I will protect you Deimos, even if I have to give up my life. I'll do it in a heartbeat."

His eyes widen to my answer, nose flaring, jaw clenching teeth grinding against each other. Clutching my hand in a tight grip, showing me he could crush it if he wishes so. He drags me to our house, my feet tumbling trying to keep up with his fast pace. My hand hurting from his tight grip. Yet I speak no words, I will take his punishment.

Throwing me on his bed, my body bouncing with the force. My eyes scan the room, trying to get the visual but the darkness shows me nothing. It's my first time in his room. He is pacing walking back and forth. I want to reach out to him, why is he acting this way? Did I do something so bad to cause this? I just wanted to make sure he was safe, that's what mates do right?

"I do not know what to do. No one defies me like this." Deimos talks to himself bringing a soft smile to my lips. His eyes catch the movement fueling his anger. Now I've done it.

"You think this is funny? You think you're going to get away with this?" Deimos questions me. My eyes widen, he is getting the wrong idea.

"Wait, no...Deimos. I-I just-" What am I even trying to say? Why is my mind going void?

"Strip." He commands me. My eyes shoot up to his, maybe I heard wrong.

"What?" I slowly move back to the headboard trying to create space between us. He watches me as a predator would to its prey. My mind coming up with the worst kind of pain he can inflict on my bare body as punishment. No, I don't want this.

The moon pours her light into the room preparing me for what is going to come. He removes his shirt in one pull, throwing it to the ground. My eyes devour his flesh but my heart beats faster full of fear. He tilts his head to the side waiting.

"I will not repeat myself mate." My body shivers, I need to stop this. My eyes darting to the door preparing to run. "If you run, I will catch you and double your punishment. I want to see you try." His voice hard and serious, he folds his hands waiting for me to bare myself to him. How do you diffuse a ticking bomb?

"Deimos, listen to me. You don't have to do this. Please... I don't wan..." Softening my voice to reduce the tension only to be cut off by the booming loudness of his voice.

"Now!" Flinching, I slowly remove my clothes. Once I am bare, he lunges forward trapping my hands to the side caging me under him. Pressing his hips onto me, he whispers into me. "You are in trouble mate. Naughty females get punished." I gasp, my body shivering.

"Do not do this, Deimos." Is he going to cut me? Make me bleed? Is he going to torture me? My thoughts are cut off when Deimos shifts me to my front across his thighs, the fast movement catching me off guard. Having no time to figure out what just happened, I pant with the feel and sound of the sudden harsh smack across my ass. I turn my head looking at him from my side his hand up in the air to strike once again. Trying to control my anger, I spit the words at him.

"I am no pup Deimos. You dare punish me this way." This is humiliating, even as a pup I have never been punished this way.

"I don't think you are in any position to object. I will punish you the way I see fit." Deimos answers with a smack. The sound of his palm connecting with the plump flesh of my ass, the feel of my ass jiggling to the impact and the sight of my red flesh, his strong chest and his hand hitting my ass gave me turns me on. My groans of discomfort turning to moans of pleasure, core dripping wet by the time he was finished, sweat coating my body and my breath coming out in puffs of air.

He slowly lets go of me, standing up. His cock straining against his pants wanting release, chest heaving with a rapidness. I look up at him licking my lips, my throat dry. He inhales the air, breathing in my want. With trembling hands he seizes his shirt, keeping his back to me. He enters the bathroom door not omitting to tell me what he thinks before shutting the door.

"I think you enjoyed your punishment, mate."