The encounter
Chapter Two
The Encounter
I woke up with a pounding headache and ringing ears. I realized that I was lying on a cold hard floor. My head hurt so bad, I winced as I tried to sit up. I wondered where I was and why I was on the floor.
My eyelids felt so heavy and sticky, I had to force them to open, when I finally pried open my eyes and looked across the room to the bed and the rumpled sheets and smelt the body fluids still wafting in the air, everything came back in waves, and for a moment I felt such a sharp pang of pain in my chest that I had to lie down and take deep breaths.i can't bring myself to believe that Zita just rejected me, and left me lying here, while he probably went back to his ascension ceremony with Fera.
I have never been so sad, ashamed, humiliated and angry in my entire life.
And believe me, I had been treated like shit my whole life, it's what happens when you're nothing but a lowly omega. All these years, when I thought of him as my best friend and loved him with all my whole heart, it turns out he hated me, more than I could ever imagine. Fera my twin, my other half had also betrayed me.
I couldn't figure out which one hurt most, his rejection or her betrayal.
It took me some time before I was finally strong enough to get off the floor and walk out of the room. My head was pounding so hard I wasn't sure I could make it all the way home without passing out, so I decided to go upstairs to Sarafina and have her make me a pain relief potion. Sarafina was the palace's resident healer, she was very proficient with herbs, I had known her for as long as I had been coming to the palace to see Zita. She had a soft spot for me since I used to help her pick herbs from the palace garden as she was too old to bend.
I was sure she would be glad to help me. You had also been sure that Zita was your best friend this morning, my subconscious reminded me. I kept wiping my face trying to get myself to stop crying, but the tears kept coming. My vision was so blurred with tears,I bumped into a wall and would have landed on my ass if a strong arm hadn't grabbed me by the waist. I looked up into the most unusual eyes I've ever seen, they were a mesmerizing silver with tinges of blue. He had a craggy face and snow white hair that fell to his shoulders. I recognized him instantly, this was a face known by everyone in the entire Lycan empire, prince Egad Terrell, second most powerful wolf in the Lycan empire, and heir to the Lycan throne. He would succeed his father, the most powerful wolf in the empire, when he was ready to step down.
I knew he was here with his mates for the ascension ceremony, but I didn't expect him to be here, especially when everyone else was outside.
" Why are you crying?"
He asked softly, I didn't expect the question and it was when I looked up that I realized he still had his arm around my waist and I was in his embrace. I stepped back politely and bowed shakily.
" Forgive me, for crossing your path, your eminence." I said.
" You haven't answered my question, " he drawled in a deep baritone that sent shivers down my spine.
" You should return back to the ceremony, and not bother with a simple commoner like me your eminence."
" Call me Egad," he said. With that he stepped closer and tipped up my chin with his forefinger, and stared at my face. I tried to turn my face away but he stopped me by trailing the fingers of his other hand across my face. His soft and warm fingers were a contrast to the cold stare in his shimmering silver eyes that peered into my eyes as if he could see straight to my soul.
" You're pretty………, " he muttered , too pretty to be crying. Tell me are you crying because you got your heart broken," he cajoled, " whoever he is, he isn't worth your tears." He finished.
I shook my head and politely stepped back. His words were sending a thrilling sensation through me. I looked around but didn't see any one, I had to leave fast, I had smelt wine on his breath, as he talked to me, he was drunk, and his words were intoxicating me. I have to get out of here before I do something stupid, like throw my arms around his neck and kiss him for example.
I bowed and turned to leave, afraid that he had seen me crying. I gasped in shock as I felt my feet leave the ground and I was slung across his shoulder, and heading to the goddess knows where. " Prince Egad," I called over and over again, hitting my fists on his back, but I may have been hitting a brick wall for all my efforts.
" Put me down, please put me down, you're drunk and you don't know what you're doing". He didn't say a word as he headed for a room at the end of the stairs, opened the door and dumped me on the bed. He was on me, in a flash frantically tearing off my clothes.
" Prince Egad," I called with panic and horror in my voice. This man had two mates, well bred pure blood women whose jealousy was known all over the Lycan empire. There was a rumor that they had once tore one of his mistresses to shreds. I tried to push him away, but it was futile as he pushed me on my back and ripped off my panties.
I gasped in shock and pleasure as he runs his finger across my clit, which was swollen, I moaned as he stroked my clit and inhaled sharply when he pushed two fingers into me, without warning, I moaned loudly as I felt my body respond to his touch, " you act like you don't want me, but see how well you respond to me," he said as he moved his fingers in and out. He slowly withdrew his fingers and popped them into his mouth, " you taste so good," he murmured. He closed his eyes and suckled, relishing the taste.
It felt weird watching him taste me on his fingers, but I couldn't deny the intense pleasure it gave me.
When his eyes opened and he caught me staring, I realized how wrong this was, and tried to get up, he placed his knees on either side and trapped me.
" Please don't, pl..e…a..s..e, uhh, umm, yes ….."
My protests turned into moans as he bent to suckle my breasts. He unzipped, flipped me over, pulled me to my knees and thrust into me from behind.
" Prince Egaaaadddddd." I screamed in pleasure.
" Yes…. baby….. I like the way you say my name," he said, thrusting harder. Then everything was a blur as he gave me orgasm after orgasm. The whole day was me screaming, moaning and begging as he fucked and rode me to cloud nine and back.
Later that night, with my clothes shredded and my whole body sore from all the unfamiliar activity, I woke up with his smell on me.
I was alone.
He was gone, and the whole day could have been a dream.