Chapter # 3

“Then who is he?”

With a shaky breath, she replied, “Alpha Leonel.” 

A silence fell upon the room when they heard it.

“From B-Blood Moon Pack?” Olivia asked.

“Yeah. I don’t think he will let me slip out of his grasp that easily.”

“I have heard he was cursed. He didn’t have a mate for a century and now he found you.” 

“His bad luck.” Lucille smiled emptily. “Anyways, we’ll wait and see. It all depends how he’s gonna come for me.” She said as she stood up and left for her room. 

She closed the door behind her and emitted a deep sigh. “I was assured that I could never have a mate again, so how did this happen? Why with me?” She hissed, pulling her hair due to frustration.

And out of all people, Him. 

Filled with tension, she couldn’t sleep. Even after running away that many times, she got caught in the same cage. 

Like a mouse cornered with no hopes of escaping, feeling helpless, she decided to take a run outside to clear her mind and think about what she should do. 

To clear her mind, he began to run around her territory. She ran and ran thinking she could be freed at least for once but even if she ran away from the outside monsters, what about the ones that lurk inside her?

“What’s the point of it anymore? What is this all for?” Asking herself, getting deeper into the woods, she looked at the gloomy woods. The murk residing in them made her feel mutual. Staring deep into them, she realized maybe someone is also staring at her mystifying cloud like this, maybe even exploring them. 

“The death strategist can’t make schemes to save lives. It can only use its mind to take one but never save one.” Those words of her beloved friend echoed in her ears as she felt a needle prick her heart. 

On her way, her Beta mind-linked her,

We have company here. She said,

Who? 

Blood Moon Pack. A shiver went down her spine as she rushed towards the place in her human form. She knows he isn’t gonna wait for a second to make her his.

Sweat rolled down her cheeks but she entered her place all high and mighty like always. She spared a glance at her guests and decided to greet them. 

Forming a fake smile, she went to them,

“Well, Hello, Alpha Leonel. Quite a surprise I must say.” She greeted him decently. He stood up and offered her his hand. She took it as he kissed the back of her palm slightly. A smirk appeared on his lips when he felt her shudder but her demeanor remained the same; egoistic. 

“Hello, Lucille, Nice to meet you and please, call me Leo.” He spoke in his husky voice intending to sway her.

 Loving the way her name rolled over her lips. Lucille was also skilled in faking emotions and bewitching. With the alluring smile, she pulled her hand away, 

“If I call you Leo then what difference would be present between me and the mutts you sleep with?” The venom laced in her words, still a wide smile was present on her lips, which excited him more.

“Then it seems like my name is made just to be called on your lips.” He tried to seduce her as he leaned in but she turned away saying,

“Kindly wait for me, I’ll be back.”

She stopped in her tracks and turned to her pack, “Girls, make sure to give our guests great hospitality.” And left. 

She went to her room and punched the wall causing a crack to appear on it as she crushed under her breath. She knows he will take her with him no matter what. 

“Shit!” There’s no way to prevent this. 

This point she wishes that she never came here, she thought that she is free now and can roam independently everywhere but who knows if Moon Goddess has this plan for her?

“Like hell I will let him.” She took a quick shower and wore a black ripped jeans and a crop top with it. She went to him and formed her fake smile again,

“Please pardon me for my delay. What brings you here?” She asked innocently as if she’s not aware of the fact.

“I think you know it.” Leonel said, staring deep into her eyes and she felt like she was losing in that unfathomable gaze. Because of the mate-pull.

“It is obvious what could bring me to your sweet shelter apart from my personal hankering.” It was so difficult for her to control her emotions, it has been a while since she has felt those sensations and Leonel was overwhelmed, blended entirely in them after waiting for a century.

“If you think I will go with you then you are wrong. Your idiotic beliefs are not of my concerns.” She said breaking the stare and taking a seat right in front of him. 

Even though she is his mate, the fact remains that she is the Alpha here. 

“And it would be better for both of us to engrave our separation.” She glanced at the few members of his pack scanning them. 

They all seemed like gentlemen, they didn't seem like some mad dogs at all. 

“Might I know the reason?” His heavenly voice came. She knows persuasion is his speciality but coldness is also her speciality and it is not easy to melt. 

“I have my own pack and I have no intentions of becoming a luna. My responsibilities are linked to my own priorities which I cannot allow a second person to dominate.” She responded, giving him a cold look. But her words aren’t to his liking.

“You see, me and my pack have waited for our luna for almost a century and there’s no way we are letting go of her. Consider our yearning, my incompleteness as we.” He said dead serious as her heart skipped a beat. 

That’s why she hated mating these stupid feelings always come on your way. She narrowed her eyes at him in anger. 

“I certainly don’t care.” 

Alpha Leonel leaned on the sofa as his previous amusement came back and he said with a smirk,

“Of course, you would be our Female Alpha. We can agree on mutual terms.” 

“No, thank you.” She said as she stood up and gave him a last look of hatred which made his chest tighten.

 He died to meet his mate and now she is rejecting him at first sight, like hell he’ll accept it. 

“I, Alpha Lucille Dayle, rejects Alpha Leonel Alvarado as-” 

“I dare you to complete your sentence Lucille.” Leonel raised his voice as he stood up.

 Pulled her by the arm and pushed her down on the couch, putting his knee between her legs, touching her delicate skin and grabbing her neck with another hand. 

“Don’t speak another word. You have no idea what I am capable of.”

His action aroused tension and everyone got in a fighting stance, ready to turn her home into a pile of corpses. 

“Don’t you dare.” He scowled, removing his hand from her neck, giving her a glare to which she glared back in return.

“I will never be yours.” She spat, pushing him away. She has no intentions of subjugating herself to him.

 “I don’t fear you.” She opened her mouth to complete her sentence but he came near her and grabbed her shirt, looking at her with his piercing gaze and moved close to her and whispered on her cheek without breaking the stare of her icy gaze,

“If you reject me. I won’t hesitate to turn this sweet home of yours into a bath of blood and I’m gonna make sure that I take you back with me to make you my slave

and use you over and over again.” His threats were real. His every word lingers with seriousness. 

She knew if she completed her sentence, he wouldn't hesitate to do it. “Do you think I will remain silent and accept rejection after waiting for a mate for a damn century?” He snarled, losing his posture. Never mind her, but her pack can never survive a war against him.

“You know I have both an army and territory advantage. Your strategies aren’t gonna have any affect on me,” He pulled away, giving her a dare to complete her sentence. 

After a devilishly long time, she felt hopeless. She stopped as if nothing could save her from this ordeal.

“Asshole, You think you can force me?! Do you think you can attach strings to me?!” Lucille would never step down. 

“Don’t forget, baby who rules Tainted Graves. I can annihilate your whole pack.” He warned, the intensity of his gaze crushed her under his absolute presence. She grit her teeth as she turned away feeling utterly defeated; too much to her dismay,

“I will never love you. I will ruin your whole life, you will regret being my mate.” She told him the upcoming events, giving him a last look of detest. 

Walking away he grabbed her neck, moved close, pressing his chest against her back, chilling her bones with desire.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make you...” He said as he kissed her neck, sparks traveled through her core as her blood rushed, increasing her heartbeat. 

She tried to push him away but he held her arm, nuzzling her neck, “I’ll wait for the moment when you’ll beg me to take you to the deepest depth of pleasure.”