Mag-log inAlpha Bladen’s POV
“So tonight, you would tower over me with your erected man inside of me, taking control of my wet floors and rough walls?”
“What a weird way to describe mating.”
“Do you know what is weirder?”
“What?”
“The fact that your pack invited us over four hundred kilometers and they expect us to sleep on a bed this hard?”
“What do you expect us to sleep on? A bundle of leaves on the floor?”
“Yes.”
“This hatred you orate for the Blood Moon Pack is it part of your wolf or it is because we just got married?”
“Both. The sweet loving wife you are getting from me is only going to be a facade for the press. Inside these walls, with just the both of us, we are sworn enemies.”
“If you never wanted to get married to me, why did you not just tell your parents?”
“Do you think i have a day? My opinions are useless to them just like yours are useless to your parents.”
“Hmm, so are we going to mate if you hold so much resentment towards me?”
“We just met and you already want to put those double fangs on me? Do you even know my favourite colour is?”
She sashayed around the room, observing every detail of the room before she sat on the little chair opposite the mirror.
She bent her neck, using her hands to feel the sides of her neck.
“You know, i think my neck would be cute with those fang prints on them. As i walk down the halls, every omega and pup would bow for me and respected me too once i have it.”
“You will already get that respect because you are now their Luna, the highest female in the kingdom.”
“Luna Viana. The rhyme.”
“Yes. Do you maybe care for a castle tour? I can also get to know you better.”
“What do you want to know?There is nothing special about me.”
“You are my wife. I want to know everything about you even though they are not special.”
Those were words but they felt venomous. I felt like they came out right but to the wrong person.
“Really? You now acknowledge me as your wife? Just a few hours ago you were running after the love of your life that you wished you married.”
I turned my back at her and bit my lower lip, trying to control my replies.
She was a smart talker, no doubt and i have to be very cautious around her.
“Where did the filthy girl go to? Hope she is not hanging around here anymore. I do not want any negative energy close to my new home. “
“She is not filthy. She is a healer, just like her father.”
“I do not care what she is and i would advise you to stay away from her because if the village finds oht that their Alpha is hanging out with an Omega after getting a Luna, they might make you Rogue.”
“I would never go Rogue on my people.”
“Then let her go.”
Let her go. Those words hit hard. Mia never let me go that evening when we were hunt training and a splinter was in my fur.
I took her around the castle, introducing her to my omega servants and her nee home.
She spent most of her time complaining about how under developed my Pack village was and how it would have been better if i moved in with her into own pack village.
“Somehow, i know you would love it here. It just a matter of time.”
“I hoep so too.”
She turned her back at me and pulled the blanket over her head, creating a silence betwen our physical space and deepening the rift in my heart.
The rift that Mia filled up for three years.
The night was very cold and the moon was full. Maying seaon was upon us and i could not sleep. I was in my heat period and i needed to mate.
I got out from bed and turned on the light, drank a bottle of water and went back into the bed.
My eyes drawn to Viana’s form.
She looked so peaceful with the way she slept on her side, her curves like the shape of a hill risen upon a valley.
From afar, i could hear the loud moans and howls of wolves mating and my wolf wanted to moan too.
My wold was craving to be inside the walls of a woman, ravaging her being and creating the mind link i have craved for during my alone time.
I moved my hands to the blanket covering Viana and pulled it down, exposing her cotton night wear and her ass was faintly visible.
I grabbed her waist closer to me and she flinched a little, but did not resist.
“I want to mate with you.”
I whispered into her ears and pulled off her clothes, my hands running through her perfect body as pups run through shallow rivers.
I kissed her lips, my mouth wrapping hers, sucking off her glossy lips and moaning into it, lightly.
To my suprise, she kissed back. She put her tongue inside my mouth and danced inside of it.
I towered over her, climbing up until our eyes were locked in intense contact.
“Your dick better be worth it.”
I did not reply her, i just put my mouth on her nipples, enjoying her woman. My hands spread her legs and made enough room for my legs to come in between and my hanging man to throb, already almost at the promise land.
My mouth moved from her nipples to her neck, and i licked the hybrid skin, breathing heavily on it and making her wolf moan desperately.
“Fuck me! Mate me, Bladen.”
She begged for it and my wolf was proud that she was finally at its mercy.
I let out a final kiss on her neck before i exposed my fangs and dug it into her neck, my dick entering her pussy and thrusting deeply, accompanied by grunts on satisfaction from the both of us.
Luna Viana, my fated mate.
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