Welcome to Hell, Princess.
CAGED TO THE MOON PRINCE
CHAPTER 5
Sebastian's POV
Shock was etched on every face, but none more so than mine, as I felt Heaven's approach. She limped in torment, yet managed to surprise me with an embrace, wrapping her delicate form around my torso.
I was utterly stunned.
Her plea for Salvador's safety pierced the air, doubling my surprise. I stood frozen—not from the cold, but because I felt and heard something astonishing.
The trap!
I was convinced she had been ensnared, yet suddenly, it was as if the trap had shattered. It was reminiscent of the shackles breaking back in the little blossom town. Never in my years had I been so confounded by an occurrence.
I allowed myself a moment to murmur and melt into her embrace. We lingered in that hold for minutes before I gently extricated myself from her.
"Don't hurt him, please," she continued to plead.
"I won't. Are you hurt?" My concern was palpable as I sensed her distress.
"Mm… a little," Heaven murmured, wincing as she glanced down at her legs. Healing would take time, and without antibiotics, which we lacked, it would be prolonged.
She lacked the wolf's power for self-healing.
Her groans of pain as she tried to move were heart-wrenching. I helped her to sit down gently at the very spot we stood.
My throat tightened, my body aflame with the need to understand the mystery that just unfolded. It was undeniable—she harbored something within her that sprang to her aid in times of peril.
I commanded my men to leave us alone, turning my full attention to her.
"How were you able to break the iron trap?" My voice was stern, prompting Heaven to swallow hard.
She had forgotten the incident herself, shaking with nerves, perhaps assuming I or my men had wielded some arcane power to free her.
"I...I don't know," she stammered.
"Speak, Princess!" I commanded.
"I... really don't know. I thought it was you or your men! I just wished to be free from the trap."
"And the shackles back there? How did you break free?"
She bit her lip, and I could feel her intense gaze, even though my own sight would not meet hers.
"I had a nightmare," she confessed.
"A nightmare? How did that help?"
"I dreamt I was chained, facing a massive wolf ready to devour me. I struggled, wishing the shackles would break so I could flee. And in that instant, they did. When I woke, the dream had become reality—I was free."
"The wish!" I whispered against my lips, my gaze fixated on the void once more.
"Has this ever happened to you before?"
"No! I have no idea what any of this means," Heaven admitted, her voice tinged with fear, but I was awash with astonishment.
Could it be that she possessed some form of mystical power? It seemed improbable—she was just a weak, wolfless girl. Yet, where could these extraordinary events be stemming from?
I needed to show up at the moon pack rapidly and meet with the moon goddess to find out the secret behind this.
I haven't detected her wolf or anything strong around her,there should be something that is getting things going for her.
Heaven moaned at the aggravation in her legs and I became alerted. I have been attempting to quench my hunger for her but it was almost impossible.
Her blood was new with a sweet smell that sent a heavy sensation in my body.
This was wrong,I couldn't be intimate with her yet. She will be so frightened and confused but she was in pain and he needed to rapidly arrive at the pack.
She needed to heal.
I twisted low to her leg breathing in her wonderful fragrance and I felt her shudder at such a demonstration.
For what reason would she say I was breathing in her like that? It might seem so awkward but it turned her on gravely as I smelt her arousal
.
My lower groin twitched.
I had no control over myself…fuck!, it was like I had been eager for quite a long time as I saw her.
I broke loose and hovered over her and Heaven bounced.
I licked all aspects of the injury and sucked hard, evaporating everything.
I needed more and Heaven didn't resisted that I should quit licking her as she shut her eyes shut not seeing the look in my eyes and my canines filling in my teeth.
I was losing control.
My eyes were red blood shut as I kissed her neck. Waiting around her neck and licking her.
She shuddered and moaned,pulling me closer with her eyes shut.
Shit!
I unleashed my wolf as I kissed her lips,more wild and ferociously.
I became horrible and jumped my tongue further cherishing her groans.
Without advance notice I hovered around her and tore her garments.
Damn!! I want her now!
"Holy fuck?" She exclaimed and tried to push me off but I was gone.
She appeared to be dismayed as I knew she gazed at my eyes and teeth, who on earth was this?
She attempted to push him off yet I was so damn lost, kissing all aspects of her and moaning.
"Remain still Princess" I instructed and she shook me off battling him however it was so futile. My voice had changed too.
Heaven's POV
The sharp pain of Sebastian's teeth piercing my neck elicited a scream from deep within me. He drew my blood with a ravenous, senseless need, and I knew I had to act or perish beneath him.
Closing my eyes, I desperately wished for him to be thrown off me, and as if summoned by my silent plea, an invisible force propelled him away, crashing into a nearby tree.
Gasping for air, I scrambled away, tears streaming down my face as I created distance between us.
Sebastian's eyes returned to normal, and he cursed under his breath, horrified by his actions. He moved closer, but I recoiled in terror, sliding further away.
The pain wasn't just physical—it was the realization that he couldn't see me, yet the memory of what he had done was clear in his mind.
Damn it! Why had he allowed his thirst to dominate him? He had lost all semblance of control, a sight I had never witnessed before.
"Are you alright, Princess? I'm... Please, I'm so sorry," he stammered, guilt-ridden and unsure how to make amends.
"Please, just tell me you're okay. I had no control over my wolf, and…" His voice trailed off, his lips pressed together in a pained expression.
"Fucking talk to me, are you alright?" His voice was laced with worry and urgency.
"I'm fine," I managed to say, and he visibly relaxed, his shoulders slumping with relief.
The guilt and concern in his eyes were palpable. It was clear he hadn't been in control, but the memory of those eyes, those teeth... Oh, the sweet yet agonizing bite!
It had felt strangely sweet, yet now I was left feeling weak and terrified.
My clothes were in tatters, and I wondered how this blind prince could comprehend the extent of what he had done.
I wanted him to see the havoc he had wreaked.
Sebastian rose to his feet, moving toward me with purpose. "I've ruined your clothes. I'll get you changed once we're at the pack. Come here."
He hoisted me onto his back in a piggyback, my torn fabric awkwardly draped over him as he called for his men.
Clutching onto him tightly, we approached what seemed like an ordinary outline of leaves. But as one of his men touched it, the leaves shifted, revealing an entrance.
My breath caught at the sight of the most beautiful doorway I had ever seen. Sebastian placed his hands into a crafted indentation, and with a click, the leafy gate slid open.
Awe struck me as the beauty of the city unfolded before me. I hopped down from Sebastian's back, momentarily forgetting my shredded attire.
The city was a tapestry of cold mountains, a valley of flowers, and clouds that seemed to smile down upon us, with trees offering their lovely shade.
The women were radiant in their shimmering gowns, laughing and chatting as they strolled by.
But then I saw them—cages holding animals, children, and men under the sun, and my heart raced, recalling the prince's words about caging women.
Men with whips stood watch, their eyes cold and vigilant.
The passersby stared at me with a mix of awe and revulsion, and I shrank back, clinging to Sebastian.
Among them were those with bizarre features—half human, half wolf. Even the children were not exempt, wielding golden sticks and uttering incomprehensible words to perform wondrous deeds.
They all stopped to bow to the Prince at the sight of me.
Realizing my bra was exposed, I crossed my arms over my chest in a flush of embarrassment.
"Is this your pack? Why are there so many strange and beautiful things?" I asked, unable to hide my curiosity.
Sebastian caught my inquisitive gaze and allowed a small grin to curve his lips.
"Welcome to Hell, princess."